big ass werewolf in a service dog harness

When my service werewolf pulls out

your WHAT??

just making out w him for a long time, sometimes slipping a hand down his pants and touching him a little, grinding against him but never giving him quite enough.. making him a fuzzy brained stupid mess

the male loneliness epidemic could be solved if we (men) all got sluttier i think

we gotta get on out to da clubs and take several tabs of ecstasy and wear mesh shirts n crop tops n all that and fuck whoever. as god intended

i also think we should all get fatter but that’s neither here nor there

i also think we

should all get fatter but that’s

neither here nor there

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

thinking about getting into sex does anyone have any tips

grow the fuck up and suck his cock. he takes t for a reason, stop being a bitch and get it in your fucking mouth. worship it. let him thrust. let him hold your head down. let him leak and moan and writhe. he fucking deserves it.

can i be your fuckable loser

Why would anyone wanna fuck a loser

you understand nothing

Reblog if you want me to upturn a bottle of liquor right into ur mouth

minotaur costumes from the lion, the witch and the wardrobe

I had an unsavory thought that I won’t share

I’ll share mine. I want him to fuck me so deep you can see his cock pushing out of my stomach

I wish c.s.lewis could see that comment

The social forces that prevent you from being able to admit to your own desires in the safety of your own mind are far more evil than any desire you could have.

Unacted desires are fundamentally neutral, and you can't decide what to do about the things you want unless you can admit to yourself what they are in the first place. Everyone has desires that would hurt other people if they acted on them, but most people would not actually go out and do anything they know would cause harm. Far more harm is done in this world by people who are trying to pretend they can't possibly want anything they think is bad than people running around going "ehehehe I love hurting people!"

Providing people with a way of exploring the dark parts of ourselves in a way that cannot hurt anyone is one of the purposes of both fiction and kink.

Pros of getting your sub drunk as a punishment:

- very sexy to watch

-make them easy to manipulate

-make them stupid and horny

-easy to overpower

Cons of getting your sub drunk as punishment:

-bratty subs will always be drunk (oops, that’s a pro)

-subs being bratty on purpose because they want to get drunk

-hungover subs (can be solved with more alcohol)

Am I missing any? It seems like there are no downsides here.

They can't drive to the store for snacks anymore and now that's on you. (Not a concern if you're in an urban center or somewhere with good public transportation; now it's just public intoxication and a pro.)

THIS BLOG IS A TERF HATE SPACE!!! YOU ARE NOT WELCOME HERE!!!!!!

I know you get in your head sometimes, thinking everything has to be perfect. Smooth. Serious. All intense stares and flawless moves like we're filming some dark fantasy scene.

But listen to me.

Sex with you doesn't need to be perfect. It never has to be.

Sometimes your wrists slip out of the cuffs because you squirmed too hard. Sometimes I growl something filthy and you snort-laugh right in the middle of it. Sometimes our rhythm gets off and my hip bumps your thigh weird and we both just... stop. And burst out laughing like idiots.

And that's not a problem. That's not you failing me. That's not me losing control.

That's us being real.

If I can pin you down, tie you up, make you beg, and fuck you until you're shaking... then I can damn well handle a random giggle fit, a clumsy fumble, or one of those absurd little sounds that escapes when you're trying so hard to be good.

You don't have to be graceful every second. You don't have to stay in role or keep the "sexy" face on. When something ridiculous happens, you look at me with those wide eyes and start laughing? I want that. I want to see you let go enough to crack up while I'm still inside you.

So laugh, baby. Lose it. Snort if you have to. Cramp, slip, make the weird noise. I'll still be right here holding you down, still rock hard, still obsessed with every messy, human inch of you.

We pause. We catch our breath. We grin at each other like morons.

Then I flip you back over, tighten my grip, and we keep going.

Because the laughter doesn't break anything. It makes you mine even more.

Now breathe for me. Let it be silly. Let it be us.

I'm not going anywhere.

jester sucking my cock and their stupid fucking hat jingling as they bob their head

dry humping in its specificity as a term implies the existence of wet humping

not my best work

pin me down n fuck me till i'm sore n barely here. i wanna be fucked so stupid that all i'm thinking of is you.