darlingfemmelesbian

[darlingfemmelesbian]

good morning does anyone need a warm butch tongue swirling around their nipples

[darlingfemmelesbian]

I love to watch a yapper femme that barely breathes when she talks, quiet down and just whimper when I ask her what she wants me to do to her.

THIS POST IS ABOUT LESBIANS. MEN AND MINORS DNI

[darlingfemmelesbian]

i just looooove dirty talk. love telling a pretty femme what to do. love praising her when she follows simple instructions. love doting on her and cooing at her. love giving her warnings and telling her to behave.

[darlingfemmelesbian]

a rainy bookstore date with tea, lunch, and being fucked in the backseat of a butches car while it storms

[darlingfemmelesbian]

i need an all night fucking session so badly. i need to ride a pretty girls strap until im shaking and my legs give out and i've soaked their strap and thighs with my cum. then i need to be thrown around in different positions and pinned down to the bed while they make me take their strap until they decide they're done. i want everything to be sore the next day, fuuuuck

[darlingfemmelesbian]

I just want to pick her up, holding her with just the strength of my arms, and make her bounce on my strap...

[darlingfemmelesbian]

i love teasing a butch. sending her photos i know she's going to stare at—tight little outfits and soft pouty lips.

i love looking up at her when i talk, playing with my necklace, tilting my head all innocent like i don't know what i'm doing.

i love sitting in her lap, fingers tracing circles in her chest, pretending i'm not driving her insane.

i know exactly how to push her buttons, how to make her grip my waist tighter, and her breath go a little heavier... and i just smile because the best part is knowing how long she's going to hold back before she snaps :p

[darlingfemmelesbian]

i need a pervy pretty girl to give me a massage, starting off slow and gentle. making sure i'm deeply relaxed before i even notice she took my clothes off, and that she's spending a little longer than usual on my breasts and thighs. she'll notice me growing wetter the more she works on my inner thighs, telling me i'm such a good girl for her. and then telling me my legs are too tight and need to be stretched more, as she puts them over her shoulders and eats me out until i soak her face in my cum.

[darlingfemmelesbian]

WLW soft morning sex

The morning sun poured lazy light across the sheets and I could feel her body breathing slow beside mine. She hadn’t stirred yet but I knew she was awake quiet in that way she gets when her thoughts are too loud

I slid my leg over her hips and straddled her thighs gently, pushing her onto her back without a word. Her eyes blinked open slowly, hazy, like she was still halfway in her dream. I leaned down and kissed her lips soft at first then deeper, tasting her breath, waking her up with warmth

“Good morning my love” I whispered against her mouth, brushing her hair back “Did you miss me in your sleep?”

She gave me a little noise half whine, half moan and I smiled, grinding my bare pussy against her thick, strong thigh. She was so warm beneath me, solid and still, like a grounding place I could press into

“You’re always so good for me in the mornings” I murmured, tracing her jaw with my lips “Let me use you a little. Just like this”

I started moving slow hips rolling against her thigh, wet already, sighing into her neck. She groaned, eyes fluttering as I kissed her again and again, deeper each time, my hand resting on her chest to keep her still

“You feel that baby? How wet I am just for you?” I whispered dragging my lips along her cheek, then down to her neck “Your thighs were made for me to ride”

She whimpered under me and I smiled guiding her leg just where I wanted it. I moved slow grinding myself down on her, slick against her skin, letting the friction build between my folds and her thigh. My hands stayed on her chest, soft and steady, holding her in place like a precious thing

“You don’t have to do anything” I told her gently, voice low but firm “Just lay there and let Mommy feel good. Let me show you how much I love you, how much I crave you”

She nodded, breath catching when I leaned down and kissed her again, this time deeper, tongue brushing hers while I moved against her harder. Her hands stayed down, obedient, like a good boy. My good boy.

“You make me feel so good puppy. Just like this. So strong for me, always… my perfect butch” I moaned into her mouth as my pace picked up, body pulsing against hers

Her thigh was soaked with my need, and I was close..so close and still I kept my mouth on hers, talking her through it, reminding her of how safe she was here, how wanted. She whimpered under me, her own hips twitching like she could feel it too

When I came, it was soft and slow grinding down hard with a moan in her mouth, holding her tight, thighs trembling. I stayed right there on top of her, kissing her lazily, stroking her chest, whispering through heavy breaths “You did so good for me, baby… didn’t even have to move. Just stayed there and let me use your perfect body. I love you so much”

And she exhaled deep and shaky finally soft under me, her body sinking into the mattress like she could finally breathe again

[darlingfemmelesbian]

Ovulation sex drive brings me to tears. I genuinely think that if I had a partner, I'd ask them to put their hands on me 10, 20, 50 times a day. Even then, I still worry it wouldn't be enough.

Normally, I'm someone who likes to initiate, to service, to take my time and worship the other person, both hard and fast, as well as soft and slow. However they like, for however long they want. Any place, any time.

But during the one or two weeks at the middle of my cycle, I turn into the neediest, most clingy and touch starved thing in existence. All I can think about, day and night, is someone who knows me, and knows my body, and knows how to take me apart without having to say a word.

Whether they're just laying hands upon me, gently grazing and cupping my chest, or sneaking between my legs, slightly pressing to give me warmth, no friction or intention, just a hold of comfort. Whether they're pushing me against a hard surface and pulling at my clothes in a frenzy, or laying me atop soft cushions, hands wandering, mouths exploring, as we grind away at eachother. Whether they rub at me with toys or their fingers, push into me with a dildo, a strap or their own body. Pull my hair, squeeze my throat, tickle my sides. Grope, pinch, bite, lick, kiss, caress at every bit of skin on display. Anything they want, I'll let them have, no questions asked.

Even if they're away for work, or live half way across the continent, or half way across the world. I'd still beg them to stay on the phone with me, all day and all night long. From the moment I wake up and have to fill myself with my fingers, still wet and open since last evening. As I make myself come three times in a row before the start of my work day, while they speak to me from the other side, just making their coffee, not even in immediate need of their own.

Then I'd sit through meeting after meeting, with the egg vibrator deep inside me as they jump from setting to setting through the online app that controls it. Squirming and sweating all morning, teased, edged, denied as the play with me anyway they want. But as soon as my lunch break comes, I'd call them on Google meet and place my laptop straight opposite my bed, so they can see me crawl and bend over on all fours, dripping wet and open, pulling the vibrator out. They'd talk me through it, tell me what to do, where to place my fingers, when to touch, when to stop. They'd pick a toy for me, a large, knotted, ejaculating dildo, with an internal thruster. I'm so wet already, they know I can just run it through my mess and it will be enough to fit right in. And it does just that, so snug, spreading me deliciously. So I start pushing, in and out, slowly, so they can see how I stretch and leak around it through the camera.

Oh they're affected now, I can hear it in their breathing. I know they have a meeting soon, so I amp it up just a little. I start moving faster and tell them how good they feel inside me. Ask them, how do I feel? Am I warm enough? Wet enough? Tight enough? My neck is smarting from being bent at the wrong angle so I can look at them with large tearful eyes, pleading for more. Right then I see them snake a hand under the screen, straight between their legs. So I pitch my voice higher, make it sound smaller, as I gasp and squeak and whine their name, all the while still pumping in and out. They tell me to put the egg right under my clit, and take control of the app again. I feel it come to life, buzzing away, setting me on fire and melting my brain. I can't help it, I forget about them as my eyes roll into my head and I let out the filthiest disgusting groan I ever have. They're moving their hand faster and faster, I can hear their own little gasps come through the speakers. Right then, the teams ring tone comes in. Their boss has started the meeting.

They curse and shake, and desperately try to put themselves to rights, but I can't stop. I can see them frantically looking for the 'mute tab' button as they move me across their second screen and dial into their work call. I keep going, they can see my hand move the dildo in and out. Feigning nonchalance, they control the app still, while talking to their team about spreadsheets, and KPIs, and things I can't even begin to comprehend. Especially now, when I'm holding on for dear life, biting at the bed cover, moaning their name between gritted teeth, gooseflesh rising everywhere, sweat pooling at my back. My tshirt has rucked up, right under my chin, my front exposed between my legs, so they can see my bare chest struggling for breath, as my nipples pebble at each graze against the sheets beneath me.

They amp up the toy higher and higher, and I pump still, faster and faster, as the dildo thrusts away at full power. One last flick of their finger against their phone, eyes boring into me from the other side of the screen while their boss goes through some slide deck, and the egg is vibrating at its strongest setting. My back fully arched, ass in the air, face down into the mattress, tears rolling, I scream, and I come. Crying their name out on repeat, snaking a finger to the bottom of the dildo, to that special button that floods me with warm spend. It keeps going and going, knot grinding into me, filling me completely, clit blazing I feel myself let go and start gushing as I clench around the shaft, tighter and tighter. I still keep going.

Warm come now spilling out of me, leaking onto the bed. My own wetness and the one of the dildo, mixing together. I push it right back into me as the toy keeps thrusting, motor on fire. Finally, their call comes to an end, and their work persona immediately falls apart as they struggle to pull my view back to their main screen cursing, hands shaking over the mouse. They tell me I'm a tease, a beautiful, gorgeous, bastard of a tease, and fight to get their trousers open as quickly as possible.

All I can do is laugh, and arch my back further, spread my legs as wide as I can so they can see me completely. They swear under breath, hand moving at lightning speed between their legs now, the dildo still going, the egg still buzzing, and I'm right on the edge again. It's heaven.

They know it too, start talking to me about how perfect I am, how angelic I sound, how good I feel, how pretty I look, how good I'm making them feel, how good I'm being, how much they love me, more, more, more, mor-

I'm coming again, even stronger, impossibly higher. Gushing, squeezing, pulsing. I'm flying apart at the seams, screaming myself hoarse, gasping for air, shaking out of my skin, and I can hear them behind me. Groaning and howling, fighting for breath, cursing, my name on their lips. They're coming too.

It goes on and on, till finally the egg lets up and I relax enough to stop clenching. The dildo slips out, rolling off the bed, a mere echo in the distance. My legs can't keep me up another second, and I fall flat on my front, splayed out in all directions, leaking steadily. We are both silent for a while, just catching our breath, then I lift off a little just to look at them. A smile splits both our faces and we can't help but break into the happiest of laughter.

I tell them I love them. That I miss them. They reply the same way. Then tell me they have no other meetings for the whole afternoon, with a slowly blooming, teasing lopsided smirk.

One look is all it takes, and we're ready to go again. All day, through the evening, and the whole night, right until tomorrow. Go at it like starving animals, and tear eachother apart, again, and again, and again.

And if I had a partner, we would. Break one another into pieces, then pull us right and back together. Again, and again, and again.

CIS HET MEN, MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

[darlingfemmelesbian]

i miss them ✂️😔

[darlingfemmelesbian]

I just want yall to know I’m a good boy. I had my femme coming on my cock before breakfast. Made us breakfast, bought groceries, made her lunch while she worked, cleaned the house, and then made her come again during her afternoon break. I’m also taking her out to dinner later.

Joy is resistance? Using productive hours for reproductive activities is resistance. ✊

[darlingfemmelesbian]

‘that's my good girl’

‘such a good girl for me’

‘good girls keep their fucking legs open’

‘i didn’t say you can so wait like a good girl’

if yall will excuse me i’ll be passed out on the floor thinking about these

[darlingfemmelesbian]

overstimulated fucked out femme x 'you poor thing' butch

[darlingfemmelesbian]

Riding a butch saves lives btw

[darlingfemmelesbian]

“my daughter is fine”

your daughter is constantly begging for my fingers to be inside her, for me to use her needy pussy as I please and fuck her so deep with my strap while she calls me daddy, so I can later praise her for being such a good girl for cumming so much for me

[darlingfemmelesbian]

yeah ok you’ve bent yourself over the pool table to tempt me, ass in the air, tits to the table, back arched, but what happens when I take the bait? what happens when I walk up behind you and tuck my hips against your ass and take hold of your hips to hold you still? what happens when suddenly you’re stuck bent in half? what happens when I tell you to take the shot, what’s distracting you? you started it baby, I’m just finishing it