desiresofaconfusedqueer

[desiresofaconfusedqueer]

Any other trans guys or masc queer folk into force femme?

Not in a detrans way but as a way to have fun and affirm your masculinity while being at your partner’s mercy.

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Imagine a priest finally giving in to his sexual desires, but instead of being slow and gentle, he's desperate and almost aggressive.

Hard kissing while he clumsily attempts to remove his trousers and underwear, revealing how hard he his from finally deciding to let you play with him.

“Touch me anywhere, I don’t care” he breathes into your kiss. It almost makes you laugh how hard and achy he is from just kissing and groping. Like a teenager having sex for the first time.

“Forgive me” he whispers to himself before you kneel down in front of him, guiding his hard cock into your mouth. You grab his hands, in one of them a rosary, and lead them to your head. He quickly gets the hang of how to fuck your mouth, and he doesn’t hold back, harshly pushing and pulling his cock in and out of you.

“Oh God, something’s happening” he moans.

His hands grab onto your hair, making it easier to move your head. “Where do I- fuck- where do I do it?”, before he decides where to cum you feel his load filling your mouth. He holds his breath for a moment, his body twitching, pushing his cock further into your mouth.

“I’m so, so sorry-”

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Had memories of very obviously masturbating between both of my naked partially naked parents under their covers as a child and now I feel sick

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I'll be guilty of feet crimes.

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You ever periferally aware of a kink/fetish and like you talk to or read something written by somone with that kink/fetish and think to yourself “yeah okay. I get it now. It wasn’t my thing before you they said it like that but now…now I kinda see it.”

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is it ok to post bush here. no i will not read the community guidelines

this is all for High as Fuck Peach. i love her

now i'm onto a comic where daisy teaches you how to rolla blunt

[desiresofaconfusedqueer]

weed and groping night when??? marijuana and grinding on your thigh when??? pot and sucking you off when??? bong rips and hickeys when??? joints and biting when???

[desiresofaconfusedqueer]

Whoever said consent isn’t hot has never begged or had someone beg to fuck them.

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"fakeboy" this, "i will never be a real man" that, how about i gag you with my boxers so that you can't say stupid shit like that anymore, then pound your ass while playing with your tiny cock until you come completely undone under me. i need you to learn that just because you're a faggot doesn't mean you're not a man

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i got. the fucking. braincells. fucked out of me.

they had me bent over, ass in the air, pumping my needy cunt while holding onto me from behind. started rubbing my tcock while fucking my hole… i became non verbal, only moaning and animalistic noises were escaping my mouth. i dont think Ive ever felt so useless during sex, so pathetic, and still so loved. the roomies were eating just outside and they definitely heard, but i couldnt help it. i was so fucked out, i felt like i was gonna squirt it was fucking insane.

“oh my god youre so hot”

“you take me so good”

“you’re perfect i cant believe you’re real”

“I love fucking you like this baby”

marry me

[desiresofaconfusedqueer]

bottom that encourages me to lose control by telling me exactly how they want me to ruin them till i'm fucking into them like a dog in heat

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despite hating it in my everyday life, someone being condescending to me or babying me during sex is such a turn on…

“aw, i know, sweet boy. i know it hurts.”

“shh, you can take it. can’t you?”

“i know it’s so difficult. let me stretch you out, baby boy.”

“aw, you poor thing. so tight and pathetic for me, aren’t you?”

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💞A switch in the sense that I need an older more experienced domme to both dominate and mentor me. Teach me how to safely throat fuck a masochistic sub and how to accept slow sensual touch. How to praise a girl into oblivion and how to draw, hold and express boundaries through some soft donning. Really help me find that balance between aiming to please and letting myself be pleased 💕

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Kissin and shit - Morph, Colossus, Gambit, Quicksilver. Heehee. here they be! I might or might not do more. It really depends bc I'm doing these as a writing exercise more than anything lol. TWS: Alcohol consumption mentioned, lots of overly enthusiastic smooching. Sexual references but no smut.

Morph

    “I love you- I love you so, so much” Morph doesn't have a minute to reply to you as you kiss them senselessly. Every once in a while when you separate to breathe, they try to speak, only for you to interrupt them with more kisses each time. Morph hums in a confused but happy sort of way. You’ve basically thrown yourself onto them, kissing them again and again until they loose their balance and the two of you topple backwards. The moment you realise you’re falling your hands slide behind their head to cushion the fall, and after a wide-eyed moment of shock both of you are laughing.

    You kiss all over their face, eyelids, cheeks, that little bump where their nose would be- and you don’t stop even as they start to fully fall victim to their laughter. God- did you love that sound! You catch their lips in a kiss again, and they hum in appreciation, panting when you finally pull away with a genuine smile on their face.

    “Not sure what I did to deserve that, but can you tell me so I can do it again?”

Colossus

    Piotr is struggling to keep up with your fiery, passionate kisses. He’s just a quiet as he always is, but you can feel his chest heaving against your own. His breath hitches as you drag your teeth across his bottom lip, before moving your kisses down his neck. You’re gentle with your kisses and nips- lavishing him with all of your love. He’s still silent, not a sound leaving his mouth, but you can feel his large hands squeeze around you just slightly. 

    “Piotr? Are you okay?” You ask when you finally pull away. He’s more red than you’ve ever seen him before, flushed from his ears and all the way down his neck. He doesn’t respond to you at first, his blown pupils looking back and fourth from your lips to your eyes a he fights the urge to pull you closer and kiss you until the next morning. 

    “Yes… Yes. More than okay.”

Gambit

    “You’re so drunk.” You giggle, hands buried in Remy’s hair before he pulls you into another drunken kiss. They’re wet, messy, and sloppy kisses, but you can’t seem to get enough of them. You can taste the alcohol on his toungue as it slides against your own, feeling the slight sting of the taste.

    “Pot callin’ the kettle black, Cher. You’re just as drunk as I am.” Remy chuckles, having pulled away for just a split second before you reel him back in again, your skin buzzing with delight from the feeling of his body against yours. His hands drift down to your thighs before he’s hiking one up against his hip.

    So what if you were both a little drunk? To be honest, even if you were sober, you knew that the two of you would still have ended up in the same place you are now- smoochin.

Quicksilver

    “We really need to get going.” You say, and yet you’re still kissing Pietro, holding onto his tie that he hadn’t even been able to put on before the two of you had gotten carried away. He snorts a laugh against your lips, picking you up and wrapping your legs around his waist in a split second, his lips hardly leaving yours the entire time.

    “To what? Father’s stupid gala? We have plenty of time.” Pietro sighs, pressing his forehead against your own, pretty, white lashes resting against his cheekbones with his eyes still closed. “I’ll just zip us over when we’re done.” He says, walking you over to your desk where he sets you down- french kissing you the entire way there. You hardly have time to pull away and breathe to respond to him.

     “Believe me, Speedy, if we don’t get going, we’re going to be here all night.”

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Has anyone made buttonback pins with those ‘one’ brand condom wrappers?

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I know that some people get very nervous around the idea of having sex while under the influence, but don’t worry, I’ll guide you.

You can come sit on my lap and I’ll hold your cup or can or whatever and help you drink it down, all while my other hand feels you over your underwear. We’ll go nice and slow, I won’t slip my fingers into them until you whisper in a drawl that you want it. If you really struggle with it, I can take the sip of your drink or take the shot for you and spit it into your mouth through a kiss. That way there’s less thinking work for you.

You can take an edible or something and I’ll slowly start to go down on you while you’re in a nice and hazey. If you’re comfortable with smoking, maybe I’d let you take a few hits off my joint, or again I can shotgun them to you, make even getting stoned something out of your responsibility. Just lay down and let me make you feel good.

I’ll tell you everything I’m doing and everything I’m going to do. I’ll make sure you’re as comfortable and care free as you can be while I work orgasm after orgasm out of you when you’re in your own little world.