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You can stare at her tits. Don't touch, they belong to me.
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Pt 2 of the Butch/Femme Halloween
(Breeding kink 👀)
It would really only take us a few minutes to escape that house after our little tryst in the basement. Only 10 more to walk over to your place, your hand sometimes on my waist but sometimes drifting lower to squeeze my ass under my slutty little skirt. Those 15 minutes would feel like an eternity with the wetness between my thighs soaking my underwear, and rubbing against me with each step. Such a delicious reminder of the handiwork your fingers had done mere moments ago.
Stumbling to your bedroom would be a blur, each item of my clothing falling on the floor with desperate “yes” as you ask if you can remove each item. In the blink of an eye I’d be naked in front of you, pressing my soft skin up against your clothed body, sliding my hands in your hair and along your waistband and up the back of your shirt until you groan into my mouth. You’d love that wouldn’t you? My pliant body flush with yours, so vulnerable and trusting, yours to do with as you please. Your hands drifting from my back, to my waist, over my bare hips, and lower. Enjoying yourself are we? I’d moan encouragement into your ear as your hand slides between my thighs and thick digits slip through the mess you’ve made of me.
With a growl more animalistic than I’d heard from you yet, you’d grab my hips and throw me back onto your bed, dragging me to the edge of the mattress as you kneel. Your teeth graze the sensitive skin on my thighs and I arch my back, reaching a hand down to tangle in your hair as you dive in and devour me. God I’ve never been eaten out like this before, like you’re a starving man and I’m a meal that you’re determined to savour. Each movement slow and languorous, each thrust of your tongue inside me sending waves of heat through my stomach. My orgasm hits me. My thighs clenching around your head and shaking from the intensity as you lick me through it.
I’d try to pull on your hair to coax you back up to my mouth, but you dig your fingers into my hips and bite my thigh, hard.
“Use your words, pretty girl”
God what a difference from the shy Butch I met only hours ago, the one who was too shy to make the first move on that couch. This newfound dominance turns me on so much I can barely think, but I know some well timed praise might convince you.
“Please baby be good and fuck me, please”
With a devilish grin that almost sends me over the edge again, you bite a few more bruises into the soft flesh of my thighs. You must be enjoying the way I gasp your name and squirm in your grasp, because I’m certain my legs will be mottled with marks by morning. The way you claim me only turns me on more. Finally you trail those bites up my body, over my breasts, and then finally cover my mouth with yours. With your lips on mine again I’d kiss you with everything I had, rolling my tongue against yours and tasting myself on your lips.
I’d trail one hand between us, down your chest until I grasped at that bulge that had teased me earlier. Your hips thrust into my hand at the touch, grinding against the pressure.
“Please, can I take it out?”
The second you gasp your consent I unzip your fly and pull out that sizeable length, dragging my hand up and down, jerking you off slowly. The sounds you make have me biting my lip as you thrust into my hand again and again, chasing that friction as I suck dark hickeys onto your neck. I have to return the favour don’t I? The teasing, the marking. I’m just being a good girl after all, making you feel good just like you did for me…
“I need to fuck you please let me fuck you”
You’re so turned on you’re almost shaking, the question coming out as more of a growl than anything. I can see how hard it is for you not to move until you have my answer, my hand still dragging slowly along your thick cock as I milk the… moment.
When I’m satisfied that you’re sufficiently desperate, your eyes rolling back in your head, I’d guide the tip of your cock into me. We’d both moan as you sink deep, deep inside. The stretch would be delicious, I drag my nails down your back as you let me adjust to your size. You stretch me out so well, I’d be utterly ruined for anyone else.
When I give the signal you’d waste no time starting your deep, slow thrusts into me. Both of us lost in the bliss and filthy sounds that my wetness makes as I pull you into me again and again. Your clothes rub against my bare skin as your movements pick up speed, the friction only adding to the sensations rippling through my body.
“Fuck I’m going to cum”
I’m so lost in pleasure beneath you that I respond without thinking,
“Cum inside me baby please knock me up”
Those words would flick a switch in your brain because you hips thrust into me even faster, your moans and grunts becoming wild. Didn’t I get lucky? Finding a butch like you with the same kink as me. It’s maybe the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life, you going absolutely feral fucking me. This sweet shy butch losing it all just from me asking you to breed me. My second orgasm washes over me from the force of your desire. I reach up and cup your face in my hands, forcing you to look me in the eyes and wrapping my legs around your waist.
“Cum for me”
Your hips stutter as your orgasm rips through your whole body, my eyes never leaving yours as I watch them glaze over from pleasure. I scatter soft kisses over your cheeks and mouth as you come down from the high, your hips thrusting in a scattered pattern that draws whimpers and gasps from my lips.
Utterly spent, you pull out and flop onto your back, and I drag myself over to lay on top of you. Shuddering breaths would be the only sound in the room for a quiet moment. My fingers would play with the soft material of your shirt, and yours would trace invisible lines up and down my naked body.
But you’re in trouble, sweet Butch, because I’m insatiable. Within a few minutes I’d start kissing a trail down your chest, leaving lipstick marks all down your shirt. Once you nod I’d take that cock into my mouth, happy to watch your head fall back against the pillows and hear my name roll of your tongue like a warning and a promise.
You’re my Halloween treat, sweet butch, and I’m just getting started 🧡
i was outside smoking in my jacket and undies.
just because it’s friday night.. two photos depicting my duality of self.
Soft skin for soft lips
When a femme is in your lap and her thighs are soft against your hips and her nails are scratching through your hair and tugging a bit when she moans all pretty against your mouth and grinds against you reblog if you agree 😩
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The reason I strive to be a good butch
Suck her nipples. It’s a stress reliever.
Charli XCX, In The City
We talk a lot about the importance of seeing older butches, ring of keys moments, being a young tomboy and seeing that you don't have to conform when you grow older, or maybe you were more conforming as a little girl but realised you had the freedom to be different, or how important it is as a butch to be a sign to the next generation of little girls that they too have the opportunity to grow up like you. But I think it is also nice to state how nice it can be to be a grown butch and see a young tomboy out in public.
Earlier today my girlfriend and I saw two girls who were getting bubble tea at the same place as us, maybe 12-14 years, and it made me so happy to see that one of them was a tomboy, and it made me think of how important I actually find it to see young tomboys out in public. It does make me happy and fond to see a young tomboy, sometimes she reminds me of myself as a little girl, but often it is just great to see different ways of being a tomboy. Maybe she'll grow up into a butch, maybe not, it doesn't matter. Just as it is good to experience that there's been tomboys before me, it is also good to experience that there will be young tomboys after me as well.
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all my femme mutuals and i should have a slumber party with all our butch mutuals… peace and love on planet earth (and lots of fucking and coming and rutting and grinding and sloppily making out as we’re getting railed at the same time and groping each other and cheering each other on for moral support)
Cockwarming is so underrated.
Me, on my knees, mouth wrapped around my butch's cock. My pussy literally drips with the knowledge that I am pleasing them, that I am theirs to fuck and theirs alone. They could push me to the floor and fuck me into oblivion if they wanted. They may, or they may keep ignoring me. Either way it's intoxicating.
Their dick is silicone so I don't have to worry about my teeth accidentally grazing it. I've got a pillow under my knees and I'm naked on our living room floor. I made sure to shut the blinds.
They play video games while I just barely bob up and down, feeling them thrust a little every so often. Sometimes I rest my head on their thigh and just close my eyes, lost in sub space. I can take it out, lick and suck to my hearts content (yes, it's an oral fixation shut up) before swallowing it back down. I've got a strong gag reflex so they pick the shorter cock. A service top through and through.
'Good girl', they'll murmur while resting a hand on the back of my head. I'm growing my hair out just so they have something to grip. Sometimes they'll fuck my mouth if I'm extra good, throwing their head back and gasping at how good it feels. Sometimes they just hum like they're eating a very good meal. I like both options.
I hate when it's over (when my back or knees start to hurt). One last lick that makes them shudder. I tuck them back into their pants carefully, getting a little too handsy as usual. I get up and wipe off my mouth, giving them a kiss before I sit down beside them. They run their hands over my body, telling me what a good girl I am and how well I did. I live for being called a good girl.
We may have sex later. We may not. But my head, normally buzzing with activity, is blissfully silent.
So yeah. Cockwarming.
This is how you keep a butch entertained while you add the finishing touches before a hike
⚠️TRADE OFFER⚠️:
You receive: A knightly butch who would hold you, cuddle you and fuck you till you faint.
I receive: A femme who would wake me up with a kiss and coffee every morning
👉👈
I've won