Being pinned down and tickled to tears in the middle of making out, just to be pulled back into a kiss while you are still giggling 😵💫😵💫
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@stopiamnotticklish
Being pinned down and tickled to tears in the middle of making out, just to be pulled back into a kiss while you are still giggling 😵💫😵💫
[minors dni | this is a kink post]
Nothing hits quite like a gentle laugh followed by "Oh yeah? Does that feel good?"
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THIS BETTER NOT AWAKEN SOMETHING IN ME.GIF
Love the graceful torture.
I NEED to be teased like this haha
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she's insane 😭😭😭
It’s a crime to be this fuckin’ ticklish…and the punishment for such transgressions should definitely fit the crime…that’s just my opinion tho, if I ruled the world
Oh boy, them side sooo ticklish!!
ok so at some point I gotta stop developing crushes on every single lee I stumble across on this app, like
why are they all so cuteee
If you don't stop bratting I swear I'm gonna tie your wrists to the curtain rod, undo your bra and start tickling your armpits while the neighbours get a view of your tits, stuck against the glass while I tickle that neediness out of you.
The very first pride flag made by Gilbert Baker in 1978. You can see it at the GLBT History Museum in San Francisco.
am i having emotions about how one of Gilbert Baker’s last actions was to add a ninth stripe to his original pride flag to represent diversity and to protest conservatism? absolutely.
here is Gilbert Baker’s 2017 nine-striped diversity pride flag:
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the lavender represents diversity. the pink represents sex or sexuality (different sources say different things). the red represents life. the orange represents healing. the yellow represents sunlight. the green represents nature. the turquoise represents magic and art. the indigo represents serenity and harmony. the purple represents spirit.
actually, i’m going to have more emotions about how Gilbert Baker mentioned that he struggled to make rent but watched corporations make millions off rainbow products. and how three months after Gilbert Baker added a lavender diversity stripe to his original design (which was already a rainbow to represent the fact that the queer community should be all-encompassing without prioritizing one group over the others) the city of Philadelphia added black and brown to the six-stripe version to represent QPOC. and how people have been adding the trans stripes and the intersex circle. and QPOC and trans people and intersex people deserve way more than we’ve given them. but also there isn’t a consensus within the intersex community that being intersex is inherently queer. and i’m having emotions about how the original flag was meant to be correct no matter which stripe you put on top, because your orientation doesn’t make you any less valid no matter what it is.
anyway i love the sentiment behind the progress pride flags and it is tragic that the more colour, more pride flag was made because QPOC were being denied access to gay bars on the basis of dress code. at the same time, we cannot let ourselves forget Gilbert Baker’s lavender diversity stripe.
adding more in honour of pride month 2022. when pink and turquoise were removed, ¼ of the meaning was removed. while the six-stripe version is definitely more recognizable and easier to produce, online spaces don’t have to worry about finding sufficient fabric. there is no reason for the lavender stripe pride flag to be so obscure.
“Walking down Castro Street, I can’t pay my rent, but I see rainbow dildos in the shop windows and rainbow keychains, rainbow rings, rainbow candles and so on.” - Gilbert Baker, 2017
you might notice that i’ve reused that source. the truth is, i can’t find more information online about the lavender stripe diversity pride flag. i keep calling it by different names because there is no official or agreed-upon name for it.
there is no reason for us to ignore the 2017 nine-stripe pride flag. honour queer history. know about gilbert baker’s last action. i don’t care whether or not you use it. but please, please learn about it.
“Wow, it’s almost like the contributions of queer artists are removed of their full meaning and repackaged for corporate profit. Which in turn forces marginalized groups to re-add the needed meaning, and becoming further estranged from their elders, historic allies, and the true timelessness of their acceptance,” I say in a drawn out, deadpan fashion.
Rise Up: Stonewall and the LGBTQ Rights Movement // The Museum of Pop Culture // Seattle, Washington // July 2021
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Pantsing a cute tboy and pushing him onto his back, spreading his legs as he flusteredly squirms, embarrassed to have his body fully at my disposal.
Rubbing my dick against the clear outline of his cunt through his underwear, hearing how he can't help but let out little moans and gasps as he desperately begs me not to touch him "there".
Then, when his boxers are all soaked, pulling them to the side, despite his half-hearted protests, and pounding his tight pussy hard.
I think it's about time we reclaim pussy grabbing. Need to get into firmly grabbing pretty boys cunts through their clothes, curling my fingers slightly to press into them through the fabric and then watching them buck their hips and grind desperately into my hand. What do you think, boys? Don't you think getting your pussy grabbed would be an effective reminder of who owns it?
Making a boy wait for his spanking while I'm taking my time to calmly lecture him. Seeing him nervously squirm as I explain how I have no choice but to punish him properly, on his bare bottom and over my knee, even though its going to hurt. We both know every word is going straight to his pussy, that the anticipation is only turning him on more. When it gets time for me to pull his underwear down, they're already soaked. I pretend I don't notice, but we both know his cunt is aching for attention. By the time I get him over my knee, it is swollen and protruding needily from between his trembling thighs. Again, don't say anything. I spank his ass and thighs sternly until he is kicking his legs and whimpering like a puppy, and then I finally turn my attention towards his neglected cunt, acting surprised and appalled as I closely inspect with my fingers how aroused the punishment has gotten him.
And then, of course, he gets his pussy spanked too for being such a horny little slut.
Okay so gang tickling slaps, we've established that.
But can you imagine KNOWING you'll be gang tickled, but not knowing when?
Three other lers just hang around, smiling, and you're blindfolded with no idea when they'll jump in? Or maybe they'll all just coo praises and teases into your ears while you're being lightly caressed.
My personal favorite idea is being tied standing up, no blindfolds, and seeing a pair of hands in your peripherals come out from behind you, and you giggling in anticipation before seeing three more sets of hands wiggling out of the darkness to find where your loudest laughter lies.
screaming and laughing and sobbing and thrashing being met with "i know, just like that, let it all out"
fingering my overstimulated femme so fast, she’s hiccupping through her sobs. “that’s it, cry harder baby. wanna see you completely destroyed.” three fingers deep, curling with each thrust. “look at this mess. you’re dripping everywhere, crying everywhere. so fucking pathetic and I love it.” she tries to close her legs but i force them open. “no, you’re gonna take it and cry pretty for me.”
computa make these people wanna tickle me
thorough pussy inspections before sex becoming our ritual. you, naked on the bed, waiting. me taking my time. “spread your legs for me, baby. let me see if you’re ready.” you obeying immediately, thighs falling open. me settling between your legs, just looking first. appreciating the view. “such a pretty girl.” my hands on your inner thighs, stroking gently. “stay still for me, sweetheart. need to do a proper inspection.” starting slowly, deliberately. one finger sliding through your lips, barely touching. just tracing, exploring. “let’s see how wet you are.” running my finger up and down, gathering your wetness. you already squirming slightly. “still, baby. i need to check thoroughly.” continuing those touches, feeling you getting wetter under my attention. “good girl. responding so well already.” sliding my finger more between your lips, separating them gently. looking closely, examining. “so pretty, baby. look how wet you’re getting just from me touching like this.” circling your clit lightly, watching you gasp. “sensitive here?” you nodding, trying to stay still like i asked. “good to know.” moving lower, finger circling your hole. “let’s check how ready you are inside, sweetheart.” pushing one finger in slowly, so slowly. watching it disappear. “so tight, baby. good girl.” pumping gently, feeling your walls. “you’re gripping my finger so nicely.” adding a second finger carefully. “let’s see if you can take more.” pushing both in, curling them slightly. “that’s it. taking my fingers so well.” you whimpering, hips wanting to move. “stay still, baby. i’m not done inspecting yet.” continuing to pump my fingers slowly, expertly. feeling every inch of you inside. “you’re so wet, sweetheart. soaking my fingers.” pulling them out to look at them, showing you how they glisten. “see? look how ready you are.” pushing them back inside, deeper this time. “let me check a bit more.” curling them up, finding that spot. you gasping, trying hard not to move. “found it. good.” rubbing there deliberately, watching your reaction. “you’re doing so well staying still for me, baby. such a good girl.” adding a third finger, stretching you. “need to make sure you can take what i’m going to give you.” pushing all three in slowly. “that’s it. open up for me, sweetheart.” you whimpering, so close to begging. “almost done with the inspection, baby. be patient.” fucking you slowly with three fingers, feeling how wet and ready you are. “perfect. you’re absolutely perfect.” pulling my fingers out finally, you whining at the loss. “inspection complete, sweetheart. you’re ready for me now.” you looking desperate, needy. “such a good girl being patient through all that. now you get what you need.”