even just feeling a brush of my boyfriend’s hard penis against my body activates my female reproductive system for mating. i can feel my clitoris begin to stiffen and grow sensitive, my vagina begins to drip and relax to invite his cock inside, and i’m overwhelmed by the urge to lay back and spread my legs so he can’t resist penetrating my pink, wet, clenching pussy.

once he’s truly claiming my pussy, on top of me holding my body bent in half so he can slam his penis in and out of my babyhole at will, it feels so right to surrender all control of the situation and accept that being female means he can do whatever he wants to my body, and that my body now exists to lay there helpless and pleasure his cock. even if i tried to push him out, the contractions of my vagina would only further stimulate his penis and cause him to orgasm inside of me quicker.

when i feel his breathing get heavier and his penis start to harden and lengthen, preparing to inseminate me, i feel ecstatic. my pussy naturally clamps down around his cock, causing overwhelming pleasure for both of us as he loses control and thrusts fast and hard and so deep inside that it hurts. i can always feel him harden the last bit and shove himself as deep as he can inside me to cum, following the most basic male sexual urge to impregnate a female.

nothing turns me on like his masculine grunting and moaning as he thrusts, thrusts, thrusts, and finally slams so deep he hits my cervix and pumps his semen right into it. each pump of sperm into my unprotected pussy is ecstasy. i feel whole, i feel womanly, i feel bred. he stays there with his still-hard penis inside me, making tiny little thrusts to keep pleasuring his penis with my pussy, and to make sure his sperm doesn’t leak out too much.

It's ok if a girl just likes edging and not cumming. You don't have to"save her"and make sure she gets an orgasm.

I promise you she'll be more excited if you edge her to insanity and then use her to make yourself cum.

.... Just saying.....

A women's body is literally MADE for men's pleasure

Our pussy's get wet to make it easier for a man to fuck us, it's in our biology

A women's orgasm serves no purpose and is entirely useless

Men were made to breed women, and a women's bodies are built to take it

Sex is only a man's pleasure, not women's which is why the whole concept of rape makes no sense

A women's job is to give her cunt to a man whether she likes it or not

I always love tensing my pussy up whenever a man cums inside me just to feel him twitch. It feels so good having your womb coated in cum🥺

His hand stroked your cheek tenderly.

"Why are you bound? To keep you from getting hurt."

Girls, though? What happens to girls is so much better.

Ovulation makes girls needy, true; there are plenty of babies born of "bad decisions" made while ovulating. But a girl doesn't need to be ovulating to get put into that state. It's so common for a girl to be utterly terrified of pregnancy when she's being "sensible", but turn into a desperate breeding bitch as soon as she starts getting wet.

That's what I'd exploit, if I took you.

I'd keep you on edge, constantly turned on but never able to come, for days and days and days before I even fucked you. Maybe with a vibrator I controlled, tucked inside a chastity belt.

And then, when I knew you were ovulating, I'd finally rape you. I'd remind you over and over again what was going to happen when I came in you, just to feel you involuntarily squeezing my bare cock in response.

I'd let you come just the once, with a fresh load of my cum in your fertile pussy - and then I'd lock you up again, and put you back on the edge. For months.

I'd keep you in that state - of desperately needing to be the knocked-up whore I'd made of you - until you were well and truly transformed, more belly than girl.

And then I'd stop. I'd stop giving you any pleasure at all, and let you become your old self again. Just so that I could watch you truly realize for the first time what I'd done to you, and what you'd become for me.

And I'd take the chastity belt off - so that you could forget. So that you could edge yourself until you wanted it again.

So that you could transform yourself from a sad little rape victim into an eager little babymaker.