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i love love love that transmascs on t are able to get wet and hard that shit is so hot put it in my mouth
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I wanna make out so bad right now. Nice and slow. Soft moans. Fingers slipping underneath shirts and waistbands. That kind of making out that builds slowly. Hitched breathes and your hips rocking against my thigh. Open mouthed gasps against your neck and fingers tight in my hair. Firm thighs and rough denim and soaked cotten pressing into you. Too many clothes but it feels so good. I just want to make you feel good.
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wanna fuck her to tears and cook for her afterwards
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maybe i don't need to touch grass. maybe i just need some boobs in my mouth
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honeymoon phase but it isn’t a phase and we’re just deeply in love and devoted to each other for all of eternity <3
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Mmmmmmhhhh
getting a butch really drunk and then letting them try to fuck me.
i wanna watch them struggle, wobble on their knees on the bed, their breathy little laughs, muttering “fuck, think ‘mkinda drunk,” and bracing their hand against the wall. the mumbled “shit, sorry,” as they clumsily guide their dick into me, one eye closed to try and fix their double vision. meanwhile i’m fully sober, laughing, teasing them, “you got it? you sure you’ve done this before?” and they blush hard, ducking their eyes. they’re too dizzy and sluggish to keep up a decent pace, trying- unsuccessfully- to hide their hiccups and burps. so of course i tell them to go faster, make it even more difficult by guiding their hands to do something else simultaneously, like tease my nipples or my clit, and watch them fight their own drunkenness to try and please me. brow furrowed and mouth open in a desperate, unsteady attempt at concentration, breathing harder than i am. i click my tongue, scold them, “maybe you had a little too much, hm?”
i push them over- this isn’t hard- flat onto their back, then get on top and ride them mercilessly, giving them such a show with my hands on my tits, my fingers sliding down to play with my clit, that they can’t help it, they groan and jerk their hips and cum hard inside me.
i bend over them. hiss in their ear, “did you really just cum? pathetic, so drunk you lost control after you couldn’t even fuck me properly. idiot.” i relish their shaky breath and slurred apologies as i bite their shoulder, suck a mark onto their skin. i move my hips and grind down on them as they’re still shuddering out their orgasm, and paint more hickeys onto their shoulders and collarbone while they pant and squirm.
“please lemme try again, ‘m sorry, lemme do a good job, please-”
i shut them up with my fingers in their mouth. i sit upright, still clenched around their dick, and give them a stern look. from this angle, my outline bathed in the glow of dim light from behind, i know i must look like a god to them, with how wasted they are. “you had your chance. you’re too fucking drunk. you’ll just have to be my dildo instead. i’ll use you to fuck myself, because that’s all you’re good for. isn’t that right?”
they nod, mouth full of my fingers, slobbering all over them. flushed with humiliation and pleasure and booze.
i pull my fingers from their mouth. trail my nails down their throat. “say it.”
they shiver at my touch. too ashamed to meet my eyes. “that’s all’mgood for.”
i grin down at them. “guess you need me to cut you off next time,” i chuckle.
of course, i’ll do no such thing.
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Plss
Kissing you while my fingers move in and out of your pretty pussy.
You know I fucking love it when you have to stop the kiss to whimper and moan, though you try your best to stop it and I just have to grab your jaw to kiss you again.
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riding a dyke’s dick and dismounting just before they cum. placing sloppy little pecks up and down their twitching length as they breathe out growls, but reminding them after every one that they should wait for you. rubbing your thumb all along their balls, murmuring on out loud about how warm and soft they are, and watching their tip leak and leak. making them grunt loud when you openmouthed kiss their tip—and then finally, finally, once they’re almost crying from the sensitive pressure, sliding yourself back on and feeling them cum hard and fast before you’re even halfway down. pushing yourself all the way down to their balls anyway, gripping their thighs to stay there as their hips buck and they moan in ecstasy, cum filling you hot and heavy as their eyes roll, feeling you clench around their base. riding them as they ride it out, and then once they’ve fallen still, gently unclenching your sore fingers from around their sore thighs, dazed and more than a little honored seeing how good you helped them feel. leaning down to lay chest-to-chest on top of them, and cupping their cheeks to steal a kiss. the movement of their dick, still inside you, makes their face twitch a little, but you like that.
you really, really liked that. you think you might stay here for a while, mounted and filled and full, so none of their cum slips out. another kiss. your belly’s warm.
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Skin to skin contact is the most underrated part of a relationship.
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domesticity & care & tenderness and rough & kinky & gross sex
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i wanna suck some titiessssss wanna rest on someone’s chest and lay there with my mouth around their nipples 😭😭
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sorry i was passionate & intense & insane. it will happen again
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