what's the use of feeling blu ?

Anyways I think when you’re close to coming Victor likes to stroke your neck and touch your pulse all sensual like. It’s weird and vaguely threatening but it makes your toes curl until your feet cramp

Its in the best interest for trans people to learn the difference between an actual transphobe, and someone who just isn't up to date with the latest terminology

making her undo my belt, unzip my jeans, pull my boxers down. instructing her. "slower, baby. take your time." comforting her when her hands shake, if she fumbles, stroking her hair and petting her and cooing at her, "there you go, hon. give it a kiss...." all nice and sweet until i'm fucking her face and ignoring her crying

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.”

morning inspection before you’re even fully awake. you stirring as i pull the blanket off. “mommy’s gonna inspect you, baby” you blinking sleepily, confused. “now?” “yes, now. spread your legs for me, sweetheart.” you obeying drowsily, letting your thighs fall open. kneeling between them, using my thumbs to spread your lips apart. examining you in the morning light. “let’s see how you are first thing in the morning.” noticing you’re already slightly wet. “interesting. were you having nice dreams, baby?” you mumbling something incoherent, still half asleep. sliding one finger through your lips slowly, gathering the wetness there. bringing it up to look at. “a little wet already. let’s check properly.” pushing your thighs further apart, spreading you wider. “need to see everything, sweetheart.” you letting me position you however i want, still too sleepy to protest. sliding one finger inside gently, just one. feeling how tight you are in the morning. “very tight right now.” pumping slowly, carefully. watching your face, seeing you start to wake up more. your breathing changing. pulling that finger out, looking at how wet it is. “getting wetter. good.” pushing two fingers in now, stretching you more. “let’s try two.” you gasping softly as i fill you more. pumping them slowly, methodically. “you’re waking up now, aren’t you sweetheart?” you nodding, becoming more aware of what’s happening. starting to move against my fingers slightly. “stay still, baby. i’m taking care of you. you need this morning inspection.” holding your hip with my free hand to keep you in place. curling my fingers inside, pressing that spot. you moaning, hips trying to move. “such a responsive girl even first thing in the morning.” pulling those two fingers out, examining them. completely coated in your wetness. “look how wet you’re getting, baby. your body knows what it needs.” sliding three fingers in now, stretching you more. “let’s try three. see how you take them.” you gasping louder, more awake now. “it’s a lot—” “shh, you can take it, sweetheart. you need this.” pumping three fingers slowly, feeling how your walls stretch around them. curling all three inside, pressing firmly against that spot. you moaning, legs wanting to close from the intensity. using my other hand to push your thigh back open, keeping you spread wide. “stay open for me, baby. i need to check you properly.” continuing to fuck you slowly with three fingers, feeling you get wetter and wetter. my fingers moving easily now, completely soaked. bringing my thumb to your clit, rubbing slow circles while my fingers work inside. “there we go. just taking care of you, baby.” you moaning more now, fully awake, hips starting to move despite yourself. “you need this, don’t you sweetheart? need me to take care of you first thing in the morning.” pumping steadily, curling my fingers, rubbing your clit in a consistent rhythm. getting you so worked up. your breathing getting heavier, thighs shaking. getting you right to the edge, so close. then suddenly stopping everything. pulling my fingers out, taking my thumb off your clit. you whining desperately. “inspection complete, baby. you’re perfect. nice and wet, very responsive. everything’s good.” showing you my three fingers, completely glistening with your wetness. “look how well you did.” wiping them on your inner thigh. standing up. “time to get up and start your day, sweetheart.” you lying there flushed, breathing hard, needy. “but i was so close—” “i know, baby. but this was just an inspection. maybe later if you’re a good girl.” leaving you frustrated and aching before you’ve even gotten out of bed.

You should let your pussy think for you. If it feels good, you need to keep doing it. Don't listen to your brain, it thinks too much.