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[yourmommyemily]

Push me down like you can’t stand another second of distance. Tear my clothes off like they’re keeping you from air. Tie my wrists like you’re afraid I’ll disappear if you don’t hold on tight. Then kiss me… so slow it hurts. Lips tracing my ribs like they’re sacred. Teeth grazing my hips like you’re memorizing the taste. Whisper against my stomach - how I’m the only real thing in this room, the only light you’ve ever knelt for. Tell me, over and over, that I’m allowed to break. That your hands will catch every piece. That I don’t have to be perfect - just yours.

[butchbait-femme]

Butch/stud that allows themself to melt into me when we’re in private. That lets me massage their shoulders or back after they’ve been working or just out. They tense up without realizing. Let my fingers work away the knots while I kiss their hair and tell them how much I love you.

Once I’m done, they’re pulling me down, pressing their face into my neck or my chest to just breathe me in, feel my heartbeat. My hands squeeze their sides and shoulders, palming their skin beneath my touch.

Call them my handsome boy (or my pretty girl), the one that makes the smile the widest, feel the happiest.

Let me be the comfort you seek when we’re alone, where to allow yourself to feel it. The world is cruel to you and I want to make sure it stops hurting even for a little. Even if it’s just with me.

[ogyearner]

my love,

i know today was heavy.

i know you're tired.

let me hold you for a while. let me wrap my arms around your waist so you can wrap yours around my shoulders. let me bury my face in your neck and kiss you until i feel your body start to soften.

you don't have to carry today anymore.

give it to me.

tell me about your day. whisper it into my ear. tell me every little thing that happened. i'll listen to every word. i'll answer with quiet little hums, run my fingers through your hair, and hold you a little closer whenever the hard parts come up.

and when you're done, don't do anything else.

let me take care of you.

i'll make us something to eat. i'll run us a warm bath. i'll help you get comfortable, find you your favorite clothes, and make sure the bed is waiting for you with fresh sheets.

you've done enough for today, my love.

come here. lay your head on my chest. listen to my heartbeat until you fall asleep.

my baby is tired.

let me be the one who carries the rest of today for you.

[femmeprincess03]

what if we just held hands and walked around the beach during sunset? then as the sun fully sets and the stars appear we kiss and make out under the moonlight

[sapphicservices]

hi x

[soulcarrier]

you know what i’m craving rn? a good fuck with a femme while she’s face planted on her pillow, drooling and sobbing on it while i fuck her from behind and spank and squeeze her ass until she’s the one fucking herself on my cock.

[crypticbutchh]

need to make a femme hold it just so i can watch them try not to leak all over my fingers while i fuck them

[urdaddykink-deactivated20250727]

girls who have a praise knk but also don’t know how to take compliments are so cute

[pr3ttypunisherrr]

pretty girls who get so close riding you that they freeze up completely. hips going still. face crumpling. "i'm gonna cum i don't want to cum yet i'm not done—"

hands finding their hips. starting to move them slowly.

"keep going."

"i can't— i'm too close i'm gonna—"

"i know." moving their hips faster. not slower. "keep going anyway."

a devastated sound. hips moving despite themselves now, chasing and fighting it at the same time. "please— please i'm right there please—"

reaching down between us. thumb finding their clit.

the whimper they let out at the contact.

"no— no no no please that's too much please i'm gonna cum please—"

not stopping. working slow circles while their hips keep moving. feeling them get impossibly closer. feeling them try to still themselves and moving them again.

"you're not done." i remind them. "keep riding."

"i can't i can't i can't—" crying tears now. hips moving frantically despite every protest. body completely overriding everything their mouth is saying. “please let me cum please i’ve been so good please—”

"not yet." thumb still moving. steady. "you said you weren't done. so finish what you started."

a sob. hips working desperately. thighs shaking with the effort of taking all of it while i keep rubbing slow deliberate circles and refuse to give them what they're begging for.

"please—" barely a word anymore. "please please i can't hold it please—"

watching them fall apart trying to hold on. watching them lose every single battle with their own body while i stay completely unbothered underneath them.

making them earn every second of it.

[porcelainbae]

[liawentinsanetonight]

fuck everybody actually😒😕

[amascsblog]

moans and whines are amazing but hearing how wet her pussy gets makes me so horny. listening to the sounds it makes on my strap or my fingers moving quickly in and out. so wet it’s porn worthy. so wet that when i’m eating her out it is going down my chin and sounds like a sloppy make out session. i just love wet pussy.

[kerrry444]

"if you cant handle any more all you have to do is tell me sweetheart"

after stuffing her panties in my mouth to keep me quiet and fucking me harder

"hmm? what was that? mommy couldn't hear you baby…can you try again?"

[softsapphiclove]

Okay I lied..

Well technically I didn’t lie but I’ve recently discovered that I do in fact fucking love being called mommy.

[nyctovenom]

i love vocal sex.

"let me hear you, baby. atta fuckin' girl. tell me how much you love mommy's dick."

[sapphicservices]

sitting centimetres away from her, knowing I cannot touch her while she works, but locking eyes affirms me she knows my decadent desires to tear her a p a r t

[lesblackwidow]

“need to fuck my cum deep into you if we want you to get pregnant, right?”

aaaaand im creaming my pants

this is about lesbian sex! men and minors dni!

[anotherprettyfemme]

take me to the bathroom of whatever event we’re at..back me against the sink and push my feet apart with your own. hook your fingers around my panties, tug them down and use me until i’m moaning so loudly that everyone has to pretend like they can’t hear how desperately i need you. let me cover you in blooming purple hickeys and bite marks.

when we’re done, i’ll try (unsuccessfully) to fix my hair, but they’ll be no way to hide the sated, thoroughly fucked look on my face. all flushed cheeks and glazed over eyes.

and when we walk out, hand in hand like nothing happened we can both pretend we don’t notice the way everyone stares at the lipstick stains on your collar and the bite marks on my neck.