mxstarlight

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press up against me from behind and rub me pls pls pls

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I love being easy. I love being a mess. I love being reduced to whines and cries and still being told I have to speak. I love how easily I fold for him, how easily I’ve always folded for him. Sometimes I think it’ll die down, how shy I get, how flustered and nervous. But it doesn’t. And I’m continuously a wet pathetic mess that can barely get out a simple “please.”

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im usually #4 

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god i need to rut up against someone. just go full horny pup mode and start humping them as i sit in their lap, moaning and whining for them to use me and make me feel good. them watching and smiling, saying “if you’re a good pup, then maybe i’ll be nice” before forcing my hips still and groping me, slapping my ass every time i move

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Dude what I would give to just be pet. To have someone sit and absent mindedly caress me and occasionally call me his good boy as he does whatever else he’s doing while I sit across his lap. Essentially I just want to be an actual dog.

[especially if he’s trans and it turns into nasty debased dirty unholy t4t gay sex]

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subtle hinting is OVER i want open and direct ravenous thirsting

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You told me you wanted me to tie you up. It took me a few seconds to be sure that you meant it, after all, we were just friends. Yes, we flirted a lot, recurring off-color jokes, but it'd never gone any further. It wasn't until we were finishing watching a series together in my apartment and you found the ropes I was practicing with last night that you confessed to me that you wanted to experience it.

“But don't do anything dirty with me, huh? I'm not into this freaky stuff. I just want to know what you do with this.”

So I said yes. We finished watching the last episodes while I slid the rope over your body. First I made a design on your chest over your shirt while you made jokes about how depraved I was, that I was being "too nice" and that I could tighten more. So I did it. Then I bent your legs, spread them wide, and held them that way by tying them against the couch. I held your wrists against your ankles and little by little, you became more and more immobilized and your laughter became less frequent. But your smile didn't disappear, the expression was different.

It was turning you on, you didn't expect it to have this effect on you but no matter how much you try to avoid it, I can see it in your body language, in how you tremble with the touch of my fingers.

“Does it feel good?” I asked you, even though I already knew the answer. My hands running over your chest, with your rapid breathing. “I thought you weren't into this kind of stuff"

You nodded your head, and my hand went straight to your crotch, resting it on the fabric of your jeans.

“Think of all the things I could do to you now that I have you helpless. No one is coming until tomorrow, I could keep you here aaall night… But you asked me not to do anything dirty to you.”

“No, touch me please.”

“Oh, I thought you had to be a freak to enjoy these things.”

"I'm sorry.--"

“Keep begging.”

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I'm like if a chew toy could beg to be bitten harder :3

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Tops in harnesses matching their strap and collar.

Tops on a leash to remind them of their place.

Tops with a ballgag because watching them drool over you is too sexy.

Tops tied to the bed, being good obedient didlos for you to play with.

Tops reaching orgasm almost without being able to articulate a coherent sentence, a horny mess who can only think about fucking and how good it feels.

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innocent kissing that turns a little more needy, each kiss lingering a little longer, more breathy, lips parting and falling open more easily until it turns into a heated, sloppy makeout session, softly moaning into each other and tugging at clothes, rolling hips and helpless rutting, needy and desperate eyes glazed over and lovebitten lips swollen and parted, so pliable, so ready to be taken

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i need a massage and like 12 orgasms

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something cool about queering your idea of sex is that you can walk out of a heavy make out session feeling like you had the rawest sex of your life. you can be sitting close at a bar kissing them and maybe you’ve found a way to sit so your knee is discreetly between their thighs and feeling the pleasure it gives them and then feeling them give that pleasure to you. you can be looking each other in the eye and you can feel them inside you from that alone. like you want to tear their clothes off and are hungry for the feeling of their skin and their closeness but even just this feels like heaven, feels connected to them in the deep place where pleasure comes from.

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love being used as a chew toy, having them growl against my neck and sink their teeth into me, to be covered in bruises, to have people see them, to have everyone know I'm their puppy and I take it so well

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Just like you have safe words/nonverbal actions to let your partner know to slow down or stop, y'all gotta incorporate predetermined provoking words/actions that let your partner know 'I want you to escalate the scene'.

For example, mine is spitting, if I spit, I just know I'm about to get my shit rocked. It's been scene changing for us, especially for cnc. It's a nice way to beg for more rough treatment without breaking the immersion. I can still fight back and struggle but I get him to choke me harder or slap me like I want.

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pls

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I love marking so much.... bitemarks,,, bruises,,, uhmmm......... love bites... Having my ass or thighs red from impact play... Having a straight up hand print across my skin... Uhmmm... Mmmmhmm... I love seeing the aftermath of rough fucking, of my body having been used and abused for my pleasure, I love seeing these marks days later still, being sore, sending pics of them to my partners as tasteful lil nudes, my my

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just because i'm not a boy doesn't mean i don't wanna be a good boy. do u understand??