Thinking about sitting on my bed, back against the wall. T-shirt on, sweatpants pulled down, arms wrapped around the waist of a femme, hands pressing into her skin as she slides herself down on my cock slowly. Giving her a moment to adjust to being filled up before I tighten my grip, holding her in place as I begin to thrust into her hard, feeling her bounce against my body, watching the look of surprise on her face when I take control. Thrusting into her until she’s whimpering and shivering and digging her nails into my back and shoulders, unable to do anything but take me inside her. And when she finally cums all over my cock, I flip her over, pressing her into the mattress hard before my hands grab at her thighs, spreading her legs and pushing myself inside of her over and over until she’s so utterly spent, all she can do is lie there, cumming again and again and again
ugh… when she started fucking whimpering into my mouth when we were making out as i very slowly fucked her with a strap and her whimpers got more desperate till i eventually stuck two fingers down her throat and she started sucking on them as her adorable little noises got quieter and she looked me in the eyes and spread her legs a little further apart for me and i started fucking her much harder and then i put my other hand tight around her neck and she instantly started cumming… i fucking dream about that
if i could just feel the gorilla grip on my strap i do truly think my mental illness might be cured
love checking in with subs. like when they get teary eyed and breathy while sucking dick, just pausing them, stroking their face and hair, asking “you good bunny?” and the lil nod before they keep going
need to talk more about gentle, tender fucking. not just having sex but taking care of her, tending to her, making her feel good and safe. gently touching her as her eyes are screwed shut and she buried her head into my neck. leaving reverent kisses all over her body, paying just as much attention to her tummy and face and shoulders as i do her little boobies and ass.
every time i look up and she has this little happy expression on her face, a knot of stress is undone. respectful slow fucking with lots of check ins, slowly fucking her deep and strong while she grabs at the sheets, keeping a reassuring hand at the back of her neck. stretching my long body down next to her ear and whispering praises and pet names that roll off my tongue. my pretty girl, my princess, my baby girl. how proud i am that she’s taking me so well, how pretty her swollen pussy is from behind, wrapped around my strap. treating her like a dumb, soft n easy little princess who was made to be pampered and babied and served. mine alone to worship and please.
Making a cute femme a mommy>>>>
u cumming inside me n while ur still inside i put one of ur hands flat on my tummy n start giggling abt how i’m gonna have ur babies
golden retriever energy 🤝🏼 kinky and horny all the time
this is how masc doms are created, thank you for coming to my TEDTalk
“What’s the word for horny jump scared?”
“I think it’s aroused.”
pppsssss psssssspppsssss pppppsssss GOTH FEMMES COME HERE
Grrr I am just a simple puppy boy who wants snuggles and a pretty femme to put my cock in😖😖😖
The way I want to be taken down a peg by a hot femme. Everyone sees me in my leathers and my boots and my tattoos and you in your bright colorful clothes and they think they know what happens behind closed doors. Depending on the day and the assumption, they might even be close to right.
But some days you want to be the tough one. I don’t like to give up power easily, so you plan your attack with precision. Maybe you let me take you out to dinner, let me be chivalrous and pull your chair out and pay for the check. Let me spend all night teasing you slyly and draping off of my arm like youre coy. We both know that’s not the case, but we also know it makes me feel confident to get to make the first move. After a lovely night of showing you off and working me up we head home to the bedroom.
You wear something pretty and silky and lay in the bed, looking like a masterpiece. You hold me close and kiss the spot on my neck that makes me shiver and tug on my short hair and that makes me gasp. After a while you lay back and pant, giving me the look that tells me I better leave and come back to bed with something nice and big to fill you up with. So I do, reaching into nearby drawers and grabbing a collection of things: a harness, one of my more impressive dicks, lube, a condom. I set my self up, slowly and luxuriously pulling the straps tight and stroking my dick in front of you like I’m a performer, teasing you as much as I possibly can. You even let me get underneath you, starting to ride on my thighs and stomach, letting my hands wander.
Right as I’m rubbing my dick in between your thighs and I’m guiding your hips you suddenly grab my wrists and pin them by my head. I gasp at the sudden change in power dynamic and my head swims a bit at the way you look at me. Somethings changed in you, and I can tell you’ve taken on a new goal when you grab my strap and start stroking. Not just taking me, but needing a full Conquest. Doing my part to make it harder for you, I again try to move your hips up and onto me, only for my hands to get slapped away and pinned down again.
We both know that if I really wanted to I could flip you over and take what I want, but it’s holding that urge back that fuels how bad I want this. I decide to give up some struggle when I feel you retreat and shuffle your own harness on, pink glistening cock sparkling in the dim light. My eyes widen as I realize exactly how much control you want this evening, and you lean in close to ask if I would like to bottom tonight. When I answer it’s overwhelmingly positive, but incredibly quiet, so you take your hand with your red tipped nails and slap me across the face. I gasp again, and over my panting I can make out you telling me to ask nicely when I want to get something nicely.
So I do. I take all of my hangups about not being masculine enough, feeling like I have to be in charge, feeling like I can’t show this side of myself, and I shove them out the open window our next door neighbors can surely hear me from. I shudder and blush, but I sit up proudly when I ask you to make me your bitch. So you flip me over, fucking all the way into me from behind in one smooth motion as I cry out. You hold onto my dick, determined to keep it from swinging there uselessly and start to stroke it and grind into my cunt, and all I can do is hold onto the blankets until my knuckles go white. I can feel you fucking the fight out of me with each thrust and every single “good boy, good boy, good boy” timed perfectly in sync.
When I eventually do come it’s so loud that I’m now 100% positive the neighbors heard us, but I’m too sweaty and fucked out to care.
MEN MINORS AND TERFS FUCK OFF