Sext: Do You Want To Go To The Book Store? I'll Buy You An Iced Coffee And Any Books You Want

reblog to blow up a transphobe

kisses your forehead as you scroll by

Getting wet by his voice >>>>

Having you touch yourself while on a voice call with me. Hearing your pathetic little moans, begging me for permission to put your fingers inside of you. All just to show daddy you're his good little slut.

Easy guide to force yourself into subspace when you get off all by yourself: Pant. Do not moan - open your mouth, put your tongue out and let your drool run down to your chin while you rub yourself silly. Nothing quite as humiliating affirming as that.

Whine. Squeak. Do not touch - hump.

Make yourself feel exactly like the animal that you are, lead by instincts and instincts alone.

So this sweet angel had never been strapped down before. She had used toys before, been fucked with a dildo. In our chats we had discussed her desires and concerns regarding getting strapped. When she came to my house we casually chatted about our days but I could tell she was nervous. I asked her if she wanted to see my straps, she nodded and I took her hand and led her into my room. I had laid toys out on my bed in advance. I sat her down and talked her through each one and how they worked. Showed her my different harnesses and straps. My vibes. Letting her ask questions and handle anything she wanted to. She picked up a medium sized pink and purple dildo turning it over in her hands. I tipped her chin up to me and asked her if she would like me to fuck her with it, she nods but I tell her gently that she has to ask me; "will you fuck me with this, please?" she says biting her lip. "Of course sweetheart" I say "but first we have work to do baby. Let's make sure you're nice and wet". I undress her to her underwear, telling her how beautiful she is and how her lingerie looks exquisite against her skin. I take off my clothes, already wearing a black lace pantie harness and bra. She's watching my every move, sitting on the edge of my bed. I tell her to lie down and spread her legs for me as I crawl on the bed between them. Kissing up her thighs, running my hands up her legs, sliding my hands over her hips and under the leg of her panties so I can pull them down. Placing kisses at the top of her soft mound, leaving her panties rolled down around the top of her legs. I move upwards nipping and kissing her torso as I go, squeezing her small breasts appreciatively. Straddling her across the hips and holding her hands above her head while I kiss her neck. Her eyes fluttering closed as she moans while I do, I whisper in her ear to check in with her and she murmurs readily in assent. Sitting up, straddling her hips, her panties still pulled down, I stroke her stomach down to her pussy purring and cooing as I do, complimenting her, watching her cheeks flushing and her body gently writhing under me. I press my thumb down at the top of her pussy lips, pushing down firmly and making circular motions that reach down to her clit. Telling her how good she's being, how we need to make sure her sweet pussy is ready for my cock. She is rolling and bucking her hips, pleading with me. I climb off of her and lift her feet telling her to bend her knees, grabbing her panties to hold her legs up. Tracing her pussy lips with my fingers, finding her wetness and groaning as I slip a finger inside her. My other hand still pushing her legs back, while I work another finger inside her telling her fucking good she feels how wet she is for me. I roll her panties off down her legs and pull her legs over my shoulders so I can eat her out while I fuck her with my fingers. She tastes so good I can't even explain how delicious that pussy was god I could have stayed down there all night but we had important business to take care of. After she cries out panting and clenching around my fingers, soaking my tonuge I greedily lick her thighs and cunt. "Ok baby, I think you're ready" I say.

and what if i cry because my tummy hurts? what then!

ultimately I just end up with another kink

reblog this if your blog is a safe space on april fools and won’t have any jumpers, screamers, or anything scary or anxiety inducing

i love being a little freak on tumblr nobody can stop me