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Sorry I was born to be a hot lesbian trophy wife I literally donβt make the rules here
She pulls me tight against her as her hand presses against my butt. I pull back slightly and see the depth of her lust and realize mine is just as intense. I know soon my tongue will be exploring her body as hers does mine.
Blood and Water (2015) dir. Emily Nan Iason
REBLOG IF YOU HORNY AZ FUCK!!!
Kissing Asians got to love their passionπ₯ππ₯
Your lips on mine is pure ecstasy π
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I was surprised as my Little Brother stood in front of me. He honestly looked like a cute girl, no, a hot teenager. Blonde hair was cut in a pixie and makeup that highlighted feminine features. A tighter tank top with small breasts and hard nipples gave the sexy breasts perfect shape for the build. She had on a short pink skort and if I hadn't known, i couldn't tell he had a cage inside the panties or not. Flats and knee high socks completed the girl standing before me. I reached out a hand and cupped her cheek and said, "Very nice Little Sister". Her eyes sparkled and a big smile came out. "Now, have you learned how to act like a Little Sister?" I asked.
Help me REBLOG please
Kissys!
Curled on the bed she waits wih anticipation, its been weeks since she has seen her.
She hears a key unlock the front door.
Her Heart skips a beat, She is here she thinks.
Play it cool, play hard to get.
5 mins pass and nothing, where is she?
then she feels a pressure on the bed behind her, she lays there still pretending to be asleep.
she feels the movement of the blanket another person gets underneath.
She feels a warm comforting hand touch her hip, she can hardly control her self now her heart speeds up.
The hand then runs up her side then embraces her pulling them together.
She feels her breath on her neck, then a kiss.
Her heart melts.
Curled on the bed, she no longer waits. π₯π₯π₯
By Mikayla Barton
I don't doubt that others like myself have the same thoughts. I remember from a young age being taught that my body was very important and I should keep it pure until I got married someday. At first I was in total agreement but after years of denial and pressure from boys and others, I wanted to experience for myself what I was led to believe was bad. My first b/f kiss, another boy wanting to feel me up, my own desire to see what I was missing out on. Feelings and desires were gradually amplified until the day I was taken by the most trusted, then trained to give my desires to please. I found the pain would become pleasure so intense that my body desired. I found pleasure was opening myself as an object of lust that brought me fulfillment. I was trained to accept the driving force deep inside me so when the time came I was ready to return the lust in a way that caused my desires to be completely fulfilled.
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redraw of a t-shirt design in dyke review, 1992