Fantasizing about trans men who dominate weak little tops with their cunts…
Need a man to pin me to the bed and watch me squirm, knowing that I’m too submissive to resist. He would slide his hands under my shirt, to feel my heart suddenly beat so much faster, before lifting it off for me.
He’d massage and grope my sensitive chest, waist, and tummy, enjoying how I melted beneath him, but won’t go anywhere below my stomach. He’d grind against me until he can feel me straining against my pants, begging him to please touch me.
I need him to rip off both of our underwear, hovering himself right above my erect cock to tease me, but refuse to lower himself until I’m a whining mess. Then, he’d start stroking his own cock without caring about the desperate one below him, getting himself to full hardness before finally sitting on me.
I’d start shivering as I felt his warmth envelop me, and moan once he starts fucking me nice and slow, pinning me in place so he’s the one controlling the pace, no matter how much I wanted to thrust into his soft, wet cunt.
Towards the end, he’d grab my hips and fuck me faster, as hard as I had been hoping for, until his walls squeeze around me so he’d make his little sub cum for him. It’d be so nice to lay there as he collapsed on me, cuddling me, gently rubbing my face and shoulders to reassure me that I did well.











