#LESBIANISM

[five-milfs-and-a-twink]

Billy: And then I accidentally called her "mom!" Alice, holding back laughter: Oh no *In another room* Agatha, in tears: And then he called me "mom!" Jennifer: Are you crying out of happiness or disgust? Agatha: YES.

[abbyscoochiecruncher]

Sevika body sketches (I changed my mind I love anatomy)

I can't draw her face oml😔

[viskitten]

ྀི nsfw .ᐟ vi x fem!reader

the sensation of your girlfriends muscular leg against you was enough to drive you mad. you're grinding down on her thigh painfully slow. you lean in and put your hands on her shoulders, kissing the spot beneath her ear, momentarily stopping to catch your breath or say something. she loves watching you get sloppy when you're close, because she loves to guide you and help you. your movements become sluggish. the knot in your stomach only building with each thrust. before you're too far gone you decide to get off of her. knowing your girlfriends getting no pleasure out of this leaves u feeling guilty. but holy.. the amount of pure joy she gets from just watching you is insane. regardless you sit yourself between your girlfriends legs. bodies entangled. she grabs you in an attempt to help you. "no.. 'm okay" you grinned. you didn't want her to have to do all the work. the first movement forward sends a shock through your body. your girlfriend tilts her head back due to the sensation and lets out a long breath. you continue the thrusts, placing a hand on her abdomen to stabilize yourself. your motions are constant now, synched and unremitting. her hands dig into your side leaving crescent marks all over your skin. the knot in both your stomachs growing tighter with each shift. the room completely silent except for heavy breathing and whines. you're biting your lip to try and suppress whatever sound is about to escape your mouth. lip turning white from the amount of pressure you're putting on it. your guys' lewd sounds filling the room as you both climaxed. you're seeing stars as your head is thrown back. you're latching onto your girlfriends leg for stability, while yours are quivering. violets rough hands gripping you aggressively as you ride out your high. strands of hair stuck to the beads of sweat scattered across your face.

warm clammy skin touching, the air in the room is anything but cold. you're resting on your girlfriends lap, skin to skin. her hands trace up and down your thighs. you're both looking at each other. the silence comforting, making you both ease into each other. your hands faintly gliding up her toned abdomen. her eyes trailing down your body with tenderness. you lean to the side, your girlfriends hands letting you down softly at her side, but still managing to keep her hand on you. you're laying in front of your girlfriend on your side, her hand stroking the dip of your side. you look at your girlfriend lovingly, staring at all her features. you could stay in this position forever, you loved spending all your time with her. her presence was intoxicating, you could never have enough. the next thing you know, you two are back to kissing and she's mounted you. she scoots back and positions herself between your legs. her hands softly pulling you by your hips to get a better view. her eyes almost bored holes into you. the attention was too much. you could feel her staring, hard. you gently grasped her wrist as you sat up, placing her hand on your face. her hand now tenderly cupping your cheek. she needs the reassurance from you, and of course you console her as you lean back. her hand falling from your face to your thigh. you put your forearm over your mouth in preparation, but you keep your gaze attached to her and what she's doing. she grips onto your hips, pulling you to the edge of the bed, leaving her kneeling in front the bed and you.her left hand gently lifting your calf and placing it over her shoulder as she readjusts her self so her face is directly between your legs. her hands fall to your thighs, gently gripping onto them and parting them. she looks at you one last time, in need of assurance. you urgently shoot her a nod of approval, and that’s all she needs before dipping her head down. she delicately draws lines up your slit with her tongue. your breath faltering and hips slightly jerk at the sensation. her icy blue eyes locked onto yours as you examine her and everything she’s doing. her movements are slow, her right arm curls above your thigh leaving her hand resting at your heat. she thumbs the area before slowly circling it. your breath hitches at the action. your thighs ever so slightly closing, in desperate need of more friction. your girlfriends movements are painfully slow, the need for more was becoming unbearable almost. you slither a hand down to her head, burying your hand in her pink locs. you gently inch her face closer to your heat, your actions lingered with sweetness. vi continues the assault on your slit, lapping your mess up on her tongue. she brings her right hand down, arm now beneath your thigh but hand resting between your legs, her fingers aligned with your entrance. you let out a string of lewd noises as she sinks a finger into you. her pace is slow, painfully slow. her tongue flicking into you, making your hips shutter due to overstimulation. she pauses to pepper wet pecks along your inner thighs, maintaining eye contact the entire time. your eyebrows furrowed and eyes half lidded, you could melt beneath her. she sucks on the supple skin that is your inner thigh, leaving splotches of discolored skin. she looked down upon the clouds of purple and red, it made her core heat up. she loved leaving marks on you. she gives your inner leg a soft bite before turning her attention back to your heat, tiny crescent shaped puncture marks lingering along your inner thigh. her right hand returns to its previous position, circling your clit. while her left hand traces circles on the flat of your navel. her tongue positioned at your entrance, slowly sinking in with a soft squelch. your hips buck at the overwhelming amount of sensations all at once. her tongues dipping in and out of you swiftly, while your lower abdomen continues to jerk slightly from the immense amount of pleasure. as her movements grow faster, your hand fists the pillow next to your head. your hips fluttering under her grasp.

her arm is expanded along the flat of your tummy, applying light pressure to your lower abdomen, trying to keep your stable. however that doesn’t completely work, maybe using her words would help instead. she pauses in between licks to let out a little “you have to keep still..”. the words bringing a flush to your cheeks, underpainting the apples of your cheeks a rosy hue. your brows pinch as a pleasure filled expression floods your face. desperately trying to maintain your composure as you inch closer to your high, you take the hand that was once on top on your girlfriends head and clench into the sheets beneath you, getting a fistful of the fabric. violet raises her head and removes the hand that was abusing your clit, to take your arm off of your mouth. she looks at you with love and tenderness, her touch gentle and fond. you bite your lip in an attempt to trap any noise that was about to escape your mouth. she peppers kisses along your inner thigh, giving you a sultry look, “ s’okay i wanna hear you..” she coos. her voice echoes in your head. her tongue and hand switch places, she's sinking two digits into you little by little. she swears you're made of glass, she treats you so gently, with tenderness and care, as if you could shatter at any second. its a contrast from her rough exterior, you weaken her. in a good way obviously, she's nothing but gentle with you and she does it on purpose. she pulls one of your legs up, your calf once again resting on her shoulder, only she's standing up now. her free hand gripping your thigh, there's sure to be bruises in the morning. your whines only grow louder along with the soft squelch noise coming from between your legs. your lewd noises and breathy strings of curses are like music to her ears. she kneels back down to continue the work on your slit with her tongue. the coil in your stomach has only grown tighter, your legs shaking and hips bucking tell her that you're close. she takes her free hand and starts massaging the skin of your thigh, trying to relax you and make sure you're enjoying it. you shove your face to the side, trying to hide any expressions you were making or shut in any noises that were about to escape your lips. brows furrowed and jaw clenched shut. you're biting down on your lip harshly as if it'll help. violet catches onto this and reaches her arm up to your face to softly cup your cheek and turn your face towards her. your hands massage her scalp as you relax and close your eyes. she's knuckle deep in you as you clench around her fingers and let out a string of lewd noises. lower abdomen shaking, twitching harder as she help you ride out your high. the pace of her tongue and fingers slow drastically. her eyes zeroed in on your face, catching every expression you've made in the last 45 minutes. she slowly withdraws her fingers and stands up. your chest is heaving and as soon as she could move her head your thighs were clenched together. your girlfriend hovers over you, planting soft kisses along the glazed skin on your face. beads of sweat scattered across your forehead. the action never fails to make your lips quirk up into a smile, except this ones got a bit of a tired winded expression with it. your girlfriend gives you a meek "i love you" and two little pats to your hip before going and running a shower for the both of you.

the end!!!

sorry if the writing is ass or if my vocabulary isn’t big enough i’m trying to expand it and i’m KINDA new to this 🤓🤓

[miyulien]

“All these memories that still confine your dear heart will never define you in my eyes.”

notkrisdreemurr on twitter/bluesky

this is a piece me and my friend collabed on! they did Sunny, I did Kel :)

[dangerouslyinlust]

Thinking about a sweet femme dressing up to look pretty just for me makes me crazy.

[yourdailyqueer]

June Jones

Gender: Transgender woman

Sexuality: Lesbian

DOB: Born 1991

Ethnicity: White - Australian

Occupation: Singer, songwriter, musician

[bikerbutchbait]

wait wdym you guys are begging? are you pleading too? are you on your knees waiting patiently like a good toy?

i really don’t ask for much just a butch to toss me around like a rag doll and that’s it

[five-milfs-and-a-twink]

Agatha: I think that I might have some mild trauma. Jen: you THINK?!? Lilia: MIGHT have?!? Billy: MILD?!?!?

[shiro-vee]

Charlie & Vaggie

ENG: Good afternoon pals

Today I want to share one of my many fanarts of one of the series that I really like, Hazbin Hotel. I hope you enjoy it

What did you think of season 1? What is your favorite Shipp?

ESP: Buenas tardes gente

Hoy les quiero compartir uno de mis muchos fanarts de Hazbin Hotel, una serie que me gusto bastante. Espero que lo disfruten

¿Qué les pareció la temporada 1? ¿Cuál es su shipp favorito?

https://www.instagram.com/p/C4RWFWPsmxD/?igsh=MWFwbWV6eTA2dTdzMw%3D%3D

[rankotendo]

I need Vi to step on me.

[xoxosapphic]

how y’all feel about masc leaning sapphics in boxers w long hair and their titties out?

[ttwwiiissttyy]

sometimes i need to romanticize my life, and that just means sitting in bed wearing a slutty lil tanktop reading lesbian fics n giggling a gaggle

[reveyugen]

hips are so fucking sexy. like whenever I see them out of the blue or when I see girls wear low rise jeans it sends a shiver down my spine. god if they have a little lace poking out my mind forgets everything. small hips wide hips, hip dips it doesn't matter, it's so grabable and soft, I want to grip them as I grind into her on command, want to kiss the curves and leave marks and scratches, fuck I'm a dripping mess. my semblance of control is gone when I see hips, it's animalistic and pathetic at the same time. Man I Love Hips.

[txliptales]

this butch was working my with her strap - missionary, of course; i love the eye contact and kissing - and we stopped for a second to breathe, and i looked up at her in the dim red lighting of her bedroom, leather harness hanging off the hips. her mouth was agape, and there was a vacant fire in her eyes, her eyebrows raised and there were two bright blue orbs looking down at me. i am still impaled on the pink translucent dildo, but i look her in the eyes, at that slightly vacant, glossy expression and i realise that it is no longer enough for me to simply be fucked stupid, but for the person fucking me to fuck stupid.