#my.sweet.thing

[saturnisadyke]

Disclaimer: This post is a fictionalized lesbian smut short story very loosely based on real events, it's got some semi-public play, intox, and cnc themes, all acts were 100% consensual.

TERFS, MEN, AND MINORS DNI

We step out onto the balcony to share a joint, you lean against the railing as you light it. I've finally got you all to myself, the moment I waited for all day. "It's cold," I say rubbing my hands together for effect, "can I warm them on you?" You roll your eyes and you give me the go ahead. I put my hands up your shirt and on your waist. You take a few more hits and try to hand me the joint, I decline and you shrug. "More for me." I patiently watch as you smoke most of the joint before I make my move. I need this. I need you. One hand starts groping and pulling on your tits. "Hey!" You try to protest, but I quickly shove my other hand down your underwear and immediately can feel how wet you are. Perfect. You start to fight back, but you suddenly realize how high you actually are and that pushing me off of you is futile. "Shhh, you're okay sweetheart." You let out a long whine and I just can't stand it anymore. I need to wreck you. I manhandle you and spin you around, bending you over the railing. "W-wait, what are you doing?" I yank your pants down and tease your entrance with my cock. "Don't worry, you're mine so it's okay." You start to protest again, but I grab you by your hair and sink myself in you to the base. I lose it. I dont know how long it takes before I'm done using your pretty pussy and neither do you once you start fading in and out of consciousness. Afterwards I clean you off and carry you to bed, the only evidence of what I've done is the joint you dropped on the ground <3

[saturnisadyke]

I'm always one step closer to living my life how I want. Covered in lipstick, bites, bruises, and scratch marks.