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you learn something new everyday. unless you're a historian. then you learn something old

I’m reading The Well of Loneliness by Radclyffe Hall as a transmasc lesbian and just thinking over and over: “We have always been here”

sliding my cheek across the bulge in your pants, draaaaagging my nails down your thighs like “let me in”…

I need a frantic fuck. I need to stumble through a doorway with someone, kissing and nipping at each other however we can while ripping each others clothes off. I need belts fumbled with and shoes kicked off and clothing made just loose enough to get a hand under to touch. I need hours of sexual tension to end with me being pinned up against a wall with someone bottomed out inside of me as they desperately fuck me.

Intox but the domme is the one that's really high. Subby partner is sober and just trying to take care of her, but domme can't stop giggling and groping them.

this is maybe kind of weird as a very vocal body hair and specifically bush enjoyer, but i have to confess that i am very much a pervert about the idea of shaving my femme's pussy for her. the intimacy of it. the quiet behind the white noise of the shower. being on my knees for her and softly telling her how to move, when I need to lift her leg up and rest her foot on the bathtub edge. how still she'd have to be for me, how careful I'd have to be with her. my hands on her, gentle but firm in this not exactly sexual way that still feels very sexual to me at least, and hopefully to her too. the vulnerability, the sensitivity, the care. the possessiveness of it and also the service. inspecting my work to make sure i didn't miss anything. rinsing her off warm with the showerhead before I let myself put my mouth to her. the way she won't be able to think of her pussy without thinking of this, thinking of me, until it grows back. mine.

you know what, yeah. i get it.

you dont need to post every single thought that comes to your mind. but i do. i have to

museum & picnic date sundress no panties WHEN

ending the day by thinking of a femme on top of me as i lay back, using my strap to make herself feel good, taking my hands and putting them on her body, just letting me relax and watch as she makes herself cum for me

masc who sends selfies x femme who uses them to cum

"are you ok with mutuals dming?" my mutuals can, in fact, come over to sit with me on the porch and watch the sun set while we taste tea blends and share thoughts on our recent reads.

they invented femmes in a lab to make my heart softer & days brighter btw

if i had a husband id perform surgery on him

when she says "please mommy" but that definitely is my name so I give her whatever she wants