Love Me Dearly @lil-snowfairy - Tumblr Blog

I am torn between deleting this blog, deleting posts or just adding new to it. Change my path.

Really, it's not my main blog, I wouldn't need to mind about deleting it.

I just see the symbolism in it.

I know I am in a shame cycle. I do not believe in porn as I know it anymore. I used to. Really I was addicted, since I was 11. Plus all the weird shit I learned from home. That fucked me up so bad. It broke my mind. And then I tried justifying it. Projecting myself into porn to save the pieces of myself that I had lost. That have left me. That I have betrayed so I can keep on living. I truly have become a shell of what I used to be. Life force disappeared. Living in fear. Not searching for pleasure. Needing it. Like an oxygen mask to survive. Inhaling painfully to heal the pain that no therapy, no comforting friend, no relationship can fix. Until I orgasmed and succumbed to shame. Wanting to kill the parts in me that were connected to any need for sexuality so badly. Spacing in and out of extremes. I do not want to shame my journey. But I feel ashamed for posting the things I did. How do I even know it was consensual for any of these women? Are they really that proud of it or were they coaxed and pressured into being filmed and captured like it? Are they truly feeling empowered? In themselves..? Or rather in the security that the male gaze and some female loving people like me, will credit them, desire them , protect them in a world that runs on these kinds of currency, if you don't want to be devoured painfully. I don't mean to erase my choice of action, but I do want to give grace to what I no longer subscribe to. It really just breaks my heart.

I started hating this blog. What is it tied to? Which fantasies does it allow to flourish? I wonder if all of it is that healthy. This started out as a healing journey to connect with my sexuality after having experienced sexual abuse in childhood and for a long time severely avoiding sexuality as a topic altogether. I wanted to reframe the picture I've had of it. I tried to bw conscious of what I am reblogging, tried to follow some morals, but really is it not perpetuating the cycle? What ideas does it promote? Are you ever thinking about your wanting pattern or are you just giving in to it mindlessly? Find it hot to be a slave? You probably are! I probably am. Which makes me deeply sad. And it scares me. Because I know in my actions lie responsibility. And I am afraid to have failed it.

paouline-mood

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kill3ill

big dick steve telling you he's gonna put a baby in you (18+)

steve's got you folded in half with your knees pushed up and your legs spread wide while he fucks into you in a mating press. a pillow rests under your hips so he can push in as deep as possible, tip kissing your cervix each time he slides all the way in with a wet plap. it makes you keen and squirm each time he bullies your cunt open with his cock, slamming in and out of you enough for his heavy balls to slap at the curve of your ass with each thrust.

the eye contact in this position is devastating. your face is so close to steve's, your mouth falling open as he pounds into you. he leans down and presses hot, open mouthed kisses against your lips, capturing all the little sounds you make. your thighs are handles for him as he spears his cock nice and deep into you, making sure that his tip pushes right up against all your little sweet spots. steve grinds himself as deep as your tight walls will let him.

steve wants you stretched wide, he wants you helpless beneath him, and he wants you looking at him while he ruins you.

"mhm... jus' like that." he groans breathily while his hips smack into yours hard enough to make the mattress squeak under both of you. you're clenching around him so tightly that he has to work to keep shoving his cock inside you; your hole sucking him in each time he tries to pull back. he groans into your mouth, eyes glassy. "you're gonna be… ah gosh- gonna have all my kids, y'know that? i'm gonna make you aaaall mine."

when you try to squirm and hide your face in your arm, steve just grabs your wrist and pins it back down against the mattress so he can see every twitch of your expression while steve's fucking you open like this. his pupils are blown, his mouth half-open from how heavy he's breathing, and every time you gasp or your eyes water he groans like you're milking him on purpose, addicted to the way your cunt tightens the second you get shy under his stare.

"look at me, mama," steve pants, voice low and wrecked, forcing your thighs wider when you try to close them against his hips, "wanna see how pretty you look when i give it to you. when i fill you up." his cock presses so deep with the next snap of his hips that your stomach flips and pussy throbs. "fuck, feels so full," you echo back, and he grunts, wanting you to address him by his proper title. he slams into you, bullying your soft insides with his girth. if you're mama, that makes him... "steve! ugh, daddy, i can't, 'm gonna cum!"

he moans loud at your words, close to the edge himself. he loves when you call him dirty things while pretending to be innocent. his sweet girl is so precious. "yeah. there it is, that's my good girl." he pushes down on the tummy bulge that forms each time he bottoms out. "see here? 's what you're gonna look like, with your belly full, when i knock you up."

you whimper at the words while his cock slides in and out. there's less resistance now because you're soaking his shaft, and messy squelches fill your ears with each rough thrust.

your body starts to shake and gush around him, soaking the base of his cock. steve moans like it's the prettiest thing he's ever seen, like you've just proven his point. your cunt just agreed to everything he said without a word. and that's all he needs to bury himself inside you to the hilt and fill you with his thick load.

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lil-snowfairy

Semi joking about this one. It's hilarious in one regard.

On another note - what are we doing?

Unfollow me and connect with something real.

drrnoo

Jane Birkin

useyourwordsdarling

One of the hottest things might be when a girl gets so overwhelmed she starts tearing up.

You keep whining and begging it’s too much, that you can’t do it anymore. It’s too sensitive, you’re too sore. But I can get close to your ear and whisper in a condescending voice “Awhh..You can’t do it anymore? That’s so adorable. I know you have came, princess but I haven’t yet. So I just can’t stop now…I can’t..”

Your soft pussy getting tighter after your orgasm, held and kept in place while I’m behind you. Holding your arms on your back and pounding you just to hear the noises you make “I know it’s too much baby, I know, but get used to it. You’re doing so well, my angel turns me on so much when you’re this desperate for me”

Your legs getting weaker the closer you get again, with my hand reaching your clit and rubbing it. Feeling the wet mess you are between your legs. “Look what a wet mess you are, darling. You don’t want me to stop, do you? Be honest and tell me how much you need your cunt stretched. Aww..That’s my good girl..”

Kissing your neck as you’re about to cum, telling you to not hold back. All so you’re left with your legs shaking. But I don’t stop rubbing your clit, still thrusting inside you while trying to hit your special little spot. Ignoring your whining and screams as your sensitive clit gets stimulated.

All so I can see your precious little tears when you’re so stimulated you turn into a mess. Because we both know you’re so much prettier when you cry, baby. So much pretty when you’re acting like the pretty little whore you are. And the more you cry the more it makes me want to ruin you..

lil-snowfairy

I should say, what I'm writing here is nothing against the writer at all. I actually don't want to get into any drama really, but I'm naively just voicing a thought I had for a long while, which can go beyond: "wtf is this".

And I get it's a contagious mindset that is circulating for ages surely, so the writer is just replicating what is sub-culturally accepted.

I used to read a lot of porn like this in the past, which particularly mingled with past sexual boundary crossings I've lived through in childhood and because in a way it kinda consoled me that humans might not be monsters, but maybe simply stupid enough to take some mental porn and losing a sense of reality, wanting to believe that their lack of emotional attunement is helping someone else as well. But then again the phrase "ruin you" is being highlighted and it switches something in the brain which is supposed to get you off. But wtf. Wtf!!!! How is it hot to make someone feel out of control - just because oneself is out of control? Because one cannot handle someone else having it more together than oneself? In a poor attempt to establish connection by getting the other in an equally imbalanced nervous system state as oneself?

C'mon! Snap the hell out of this! It's sick!

And I don't mean that in a condescending way. I've contributed myself by reading and liking such shit. And I surely have contributed to replicating ideas and pictures that are equally and differently harmful on many other parameters, which I have to reflect on and change. So yeh, don't judge when you're part of the problem, but I still feel like I want to voice this out.

Because as I am healing a bit more I'm just astonished why there is no discussion around how wildly fucked up these ideas are that are so present on tumblr and elsewhere.