Queer girls

I just want to pin her against a castle hallway wall and fuck her mercilessly while her moans echo. Why is that too much to ask?

pressing a vibrator against you. holding it still while you soak through your underwear and try to grind against my hand to get more friction. holding your hips down. "stay still for me, baby." feeling you shake against my palm. feeling how wet you are even through the fabric. pulling the vibrator away right when your breathing starts getting shakier. watching you clench desperately around nothing. watching a tear slide down. "aww." pressing the vibrator back right where it was. "not yet, baby. you'll know when."

making my femme cockwarm my strap while i rub her clit slowly. “be still, baby. show me you can be good.” rubbing steadily, watching her shake. feeling her press against my fingers instinctively within seconds. light slap to her clit every time she moves. “aww, you moved already? that was fast.” her whimpering, embarrassed. “i know, sweetheart. you’re just so needy you can’t help it.” cooing sympathetically while continuing to rub gentle circles. catching her grind down on the strap, trying to get more. another slap. “look at you, so desperate. can’t even follow simple instructions, baby.” her crying softly, frustrated with herself. “poor baby. you want to be good but your body won’t let you, hm?” stroking her face with my free hand while the other keeps working her clit. feeling her lean into my touch again, unable to stop. another slap. “there you go again, baby. so pathetic, you can’t even last a minute without needing to move, huh?.” cooing at her gently. watching her struggle, knowing she’ll keep failing no matter how hard she tries.

The urge to hold down her hips and fuck her through her orgasm, listening to her pretty cries as I turn her into my mindless little slut with my strap.

everyone talks about subs with praise kinks but god do i love a dom(me) who preens at the slightest praise. like yes you fuck me so well and i get so wet for you and I can’t help but whine whenever you touch me. you are just so so so perfect for me and i can’t believe you’re mine.

just wanna be face down ass up, feeling their hands spread me open while they rub their thick strap slowly against my soaking wet cunt, teasing me until i’m whimpering, before finally fucking it into me so hard i see stars 🫠

love that nudes on tumblr feel so real, like i love seeing tummies and scars and bruises and cellulite and big thighs and acne

need to watch you sink yourself down on my fingers, and hear you whimper when they curl and hit that spot. there's something about seeing and feeling how responsive your body is when my fingers are inside of you. how you adjust till they find the right spot. the way you buck your hips, and use my fingers to get yourself off.

Foreplay isn't "let me get you wet enough to stick it in you", it's "let me get you so worked up and horny you're practically begging me to stick it in". Big. Big. Difference.

‘Mounted’ as a word gets me so 😵‍💫😵‍💫,,, being mounted sounds so possessive, so encompassing, so primal,,,, hhhhh bunny brain likes the word a lot,, help. Getting ‘mounted’ is right up there with getting ‘bred’ I must confess whewf

Wanna buy super cute lingerie and walk around the house wearing it, teasing my future wife 24/7 until she decides to bend me over the table, spank me and fuck me dumb with her strap 𝜗ৎ

i want to wake up sore, hickeys all over me. looking in the mirror to see bites and bruises all over my pale skin, my shoulders sore and tits achy with the amount of marks youve left on me. every time i wear a low cut top, every time i wear a skirt, everyone will know that you bite and that i love it