hideyourmuse

Naked and whipped in front of 30 or so strangers. 

HURRRAAAAAAAAAYYYYYY!

Backstory: My fuckbuddy was fucking this chick absolutely wasted drunk, tried to pull all the way out and slam his cock back in, and that shit S-N-A-P-P-E-D. 

The head of his cock was on the side of his penis. Real talk. This is real and it happens. 

PENIS HAVERS: If this happens to you PROCEED IMMEDIATELY TO THE ER. Because my boy immediately drove himself to the hospital, they got him into surgery (YES IT CAN ONLY BE REPAIRED WITH SURGERY) right away, and 6 or so weeks later, he’s all back to fucking per usual. 

BRAIN. Let me sleep. 

We masturbated with Clitoris all afternoon. We ate lettuce wraps and drank vodka with Mouth. We had a hot bath with Skin. 

Two of my friends are the chefs at Foxgardin in Indianapolis. They’re............really into the details. 

Me fucking too. 

Reliving every pass by an adult man when I was a teenager. Reliving every time I tried to tell an adult that a boy was following/touching/harassing me and I heard “Just ignore him” or “boys are like that” or was told I was lying altogether. 

I relived every time a man with more power than me asked me on dates I didn’t want to go on, asked me for my phone number, and then punished me for saying no. 

I relived the sex I had because I thought it was the only way I’d be allowed to leave. 

I relived every hand that went up my skirt at every bar. I relived every fucking hateful “friend” who told me I should feel lucky because I’m thick and I probably wouldn’t get that much male attention in my life. 

I relived every rape threat, and every scoffed-at rape threat. 

Well, I am in the process of starting one. 

if you’re already in dirty tumblr, you will like the Horn Pub Podcast. 

You can follow us on Instagram if you want to find out when we release our first few episodes. For now it’s just erotic art, not that anyone on here would mind. 

But soon, we will put all of our porn thoughts on your rectangles...