#butch4femme stories

[meanferalbutch]

I can’t stop thinking about a pretty little femme who tries to tame a butch werewolf in both of her forms.

She comes across this giant dog stalking by the edge of the woods one day after work, and she watches it closely. It clearly distrusts humans, as it won’t take the hamburger she had left over from lunch, even after she leaves it 30 feet away. She’s not sure what type of breed the dog is, maybe a husky? What’s that big one, a malamute? (Listen, she’s never met a wolf before!) With a coat so soft and shiny looking she doubts it’s a stray, but the skittish behavior towards humans and the goosebumps that raise on her neck to warn her of danger whenever this dog meets her eyes makes her doubt this could ever be someone’s domesticated pet.

So she starts to come by every day with a hamburger to try and catch it. She learns the dog is very standoffish, and picky. She didn’t know this was possible for a dog, but it somehow knows when she hasn’t taken the pickles off. It also seems to eat much quicker, come much closer when she puts an effort into the presentation of the meal.

She talks for hours to her butch coworker about how she started with plain Tupperware, now the spoiled thing requires her to plate the dish and take the pickles off. Her coworker just shakes her head and asks why she keeps making hamburgers alongside her regular lunch if it’s so much effort. She replies that it’s not really about the effort, it’s about teaching this wild thing that not all people are bad. That there’s kindness in the world, too. The femme explains that she’s actually not a big fan of hamburgers, but she is great at making them, in fact, would she like for her to bring an extra one for the butch to eat tomorrow? Her coworker nods very enthusiastically, so enthusiastic she could have sworn she saw her start to salivate.

“No pickles, please”, the butch says.

“Just like the dog!”

“Just like the dog.” The butch smirks back.

She can tell they are both opening up, even if it is slowly. To be honest, it seems like neither of them have really been shown much kindness. That’s a real shame, the femme decides, so she starts religiously packing her coworker a pickle-free hamburger every day, with one kind note in the bag of each one. The dog also gets its own hamburger, of course. So they carry on like this, one hamburger for the butch, one for the dog after work.

Until one day the dog doesn’t show up. The coworker is also out sick that day, so the femme asks around for her address to bring her some chicken noodle soup (but she also packs a hamburger, just in case). When the butch opens the door for her she’s clearly been hurt.

She’s got her right leg bundled up and she keeps dismissing questions about it. “Hunting accident.” Is about the only details the femme gets out of her. Says she will be back tomorrow, not to worry about her. Thanks her kindly for the soup and hamburger and when they get to the door to say goodbye she hugs her, even though she winces a bit when her leg shifts.

The femme tries to find the wolf that same day with no luck. At least, she thinks it’s a wolf. she’s done some research by now and is pretty certain that her “husky” isn’t some house pet. It might be dangerous and stupid to feed a wolf, but she can’t stop herself, she has to pet it, she has to show it how soft the world can be.

A few days later, after her coworker had returned to work, the wolf comes back. It slinks out of the tree line, and for a second she thinks that it can’t possibly be, but she can see the wolf is also limping on her right leg. It looks slightly healed up, but clearly the poor thing stepped in a trap at some point. She disappears for a few moments to her car, and comes back with some minor first aid supplies. She didn’t have vet wrap, but maybe if she moved very slowly and carefully she could at least try to clean it and put some gauze over it.

The wolf is shockingly calm and peaceable about the process. Of course, she starts slow, placing her hands ever so gently around the back paw. She pours some alcohol over the wound, which the wolf winces at but astonishingly does not bare her teeth or show any aggression. When she gets to the end, she struggles with how to wrap and secure the wound. The bandaids won’t stick to fur, and her gauze isn’t self adhesive. She tries in vain for a few moments before the wolf stills her hand, licking her palm and then her forearm to get her to stop.

“I’m so sorry baby, I know it hurts, I’m trying to take care of it for you” the femme explains gently

Then suddenly, she no longer is holding a big burly wolf in her lap. In a bright flash, she is now instead holding her big burly butch coworker in her lap. While her brain struggles to catch up, the butch reaches up to hold her cheek.

“It feels alright, but i figured you might find this process easier with some skin to work with” the butch smirks, like all of this is completely obvious and a giant wolf didn’t just turn into a woman in her arms. The butch giggles at her expression and gives her a big, wet kiss only slightly reminiscent of the licks she got on her hand earlier.

“Sorry to surprise you, but thanks for all of the hamburgers!”

The femme takes a beat before replying

“…Have you been tricking me so you can get two hamburgers this whole time?!”

And they both collapse onto the cool forest ground to laugh in each others arms.

This is about lesbians and my blog is nsft so men minors and terfs dni

[acornered]

I've never really self-identifed as butch because my style sensibility leans more toward effeminate gay man/eccentric grandparent but while my girlfriend was visiting, the clasps that held the shoulder strap of her handbag kept breaking (thanks temu), and finally I got fed up and fixed it by

a) wrenching off the old clasps with a pair of plyers and

b) replacing them with the only clasps I had on hand, which were 2 giant carabiners

and yeah, now that I think about it, that is incredibly butch lesbian behavior.

[emmiebabi]

oh to be a little femme swooning in the arms of my large, muscle, butch wife

[luckicharmher]

Table for two..

It’s date night & I’ve made reservations at your favorite spot. You walk swiftly around the kitchen island, wearing a fitted black dress, heels with thin straps that hug your calves.

I’m standing by the door and as you approach I grab your hips to kiss you. Making sure to kiss you softly so that I don’t smear your lipstick. You reach up & grip the back of my neck, pulling me closer to you, kissing me harder, sucking my tongue.

mm - your perfume, the way you keep moaning and biting my lip is turning me on so much.

My hands fall from your waist and grab your ass.

Oof 😩 you’re so soft, they way I just wanna take you right here.

..Still cupping your ass, I push my hand forward a little so that my fingers can feel how wet you are thru your panties from behind. My knuckles curl into your thighs as I begin to lift your dress up—only for you to grab my wrist and push my hand down. You kiss my cheek and say no more touching me tonight babe 😘.

I stand there so stuck—a lingering ache travels from my stomach to between my legs—trying so hard to suppress my arousal. I hate you when you make me wait. But, deep, deeeep down I love when you challenge me. I love when you get the confidence to take control.

We decide to take an Uber so that we both can enjoy the night. Our car meets us at the edge of the curb I reach out to open the door but you jolt in front of me bending down slightly to lift the door handle. Pressing your ass against me. Teasing me. You climb over the seats and I follow closely behind. The whole ride is silent. You sit diagonally with your back nestled between the car door and the seat. Your legs crossed and flowing into the center of the car, almost spilling on to my side. F*ck, you look so good tonight. I keep my eyes straight forward. I won’t give you the satisfaction of seeing my desire for you. I know how much that frustrates you. You want me to want you. You want me to break & beg. Every now and then I can’t help myself from gazing down at your legs as the city lights rush across them. You catch me staring down and you stroke my pant leg with the point of your heel. I exhale deeply and turn sharply to look at you. You smirk back at me, cunningly. You enjoy this.

The Uber stops in front of the restaurant. I open the door and exit first reaching back to offer my hand. I see you hesitate, wanting to grab it but you grab the head wrest to pull yourself upright instead. I smile at you and you roll your eyes walking ahead of me inside of the restaurant.

The waiter escorts us back to a dimly lit corner of the dining room. There’s a small table covered in heavy white linen with two chairs at opposite ends. Before you’re able to sit down, I move your chair adjacent to mine then motion you to sit. We browse the menu, still silent—only hearing the faint echoes of the other couples dining around us.

After a few minutes, I slam my menu down loud enough to catch your attention: so, how long is this gonna last? Me, not being able to touch you?

You smirk and answer without taking your eyes off the menu.

I don’t know, I haven’t decided yet

The waiter doubles back to grab our order & collects the menus.

You sigh (still with that menacing smile) and ask: are you having fun baby?

mhm

I make a strong effort to look you up & down with the intention of undressing you with my eyes. Lingering stares at your lips and breasts. All to make you blush for my personal enjoyment. Tension is rising…you’re staring right back at me, parting your lips the way you do when you’re ready for me to kiss you. I know you want me. You finally break eye contact with me & I can tell you’ve done it because your feelings are becoming harder to bear.

I move closer to you and slide my knee under the table between your legs. The fabric of my pants tickling your thighs. You squirm, hitting my leg trying to shove me away. What’re you doing?!?

Nothing

You scold me. You heighten your posture nervously scanning around the room trying to see if anyone is watching us. Once you’ve finished, you settle back into the chair and scoot to the edge so that my knee is pressed right against your p*ssy.

You grab the bottom of my suit jacket to steady yourself as you rock into me. Slowly. Staring into my eyes.

What’re you doing?!

N-uh Nothing

Your breath is getting shaky and you start whimpering softly making sure that I’m the only one who can hear you. You close your eyes to tune me out as you pleasure yourself on me.

I creep closer to you adding pressure with my knee

mm Y-you can’t touch me remember?

I’m not touching you

yes mm yes you are-ah

I pull my knee out from between you. You open your eyes, stuck & flustered. It’s like you’ve been pulled out of a dream. You’re trying to ponder why I stopped but desperately trying to appear unbothered.

You glance down at the table and realized that at some point we were served our food. This makes you noticeably embarrassed.

You finally pull yourself out of your head and focus on the plate of food in front of you. You reach for the fork and take a bite. I purposely drop my napkin on the floor & as I reach down to get it on the way back up I slip two fingers inside you. You drop your fork over the plate with a loud clank. Your moans barely escaping your mouth full with food. I look you in the eyes and say: this is touching you

I push deeper & whisper in your ear

..are you done?

you continue chewing, ignoring me. Grabbing the edge of the table..

I pull out & push back in. Hard

Are

You

Done?

mmmphh.. y-yes

I slowly pull my fingers out of you and my hand fully slips away from under your dress.

The waiter approaches the table to ask: how’s everything?

To which I reply, looking directly at you, finger licking good.

dipping a finger that was just recently inside of you in my mouth.

[whimsicallesbian]

They call me lettuce the way I be a sub topping

[rosebudprincess]

inspired by my recent binge of murder mysteries, i present private investigator femme and detective butch.

the matriarch of a wealth old money family has mysteriously passed away and to no surprise, the local police department has sent our detective to the scene of the crime where they meet personally hired private investigator. banter ensues and the two butt heads, both with their own styles of uncovering the mystery present.

obviously no flirting allowed because it’s improper to find pleasure while on the job but the two must work together rather than against in order to get to the bottom of this.

inspired by my personal favorite mystery show: miss fisher’s murder mysteries!! but honorable mentions include: knives out, agatha christie’s poirot series, 7 women and a mystery

[butchmama]

oh my darling, come rest your pretty head in mamas lap while I read a book in the evening. I can see your sleepy eyes from here little one, so float away while I puff on my pipe. let your body rests its weight into me, and let mama pet your hair.

i'll read to you until you finally drift of to that soft, sleepy place, where you're my needy little prince(ss). i'll put away my book, knowing you're needys for mommys hands under your nightgown. groping over your tummy and your chest, pinching your sensitive little nipples.

when you grow needy, mewling and whining for it. sucking my fingers into your mouth just to have something filling you up. i'll let you clench around nothing until i have you how i want you (needy, pliant, my willing little toy). i'll put your head in my lap, nighty rucked up over your tummy, with my hand tucked in your panties.

let you suckle on my thumb while you whine, rubbing aimlessly as you wish for more. you're my obedient angel, my little dolly, so you stay still while you whimper and only spread your legs wider so I can fuck you full of my fingers.

mommys little toy, full up of my fingers, make you play with yourself while I stuff you full. just enough to build you up, but not enough to let you spill over the edge. i'm content to just feel your wetness seep between my fingers and down my palm, listen to the slick wet noises of your cunt, all for me. my pretty toy.

[beatingheartbutch]

I want a squirting strap so bad, to surprise her with it. Blind folding her, shoving my new cock deep into her as she gasps under me.I won’t tell her until she’s right on the edge and I shoot into her and see her mind just melt away. I want look at her as it drips from her, and get so turned on I have to get back on top and pump more into her immediately.

men/minors/terfs dni

[like-wuatafauq]

If my future baby momma ever looks at me and thinks "she's just a girl"

I hope she swallows that thought immediately bcuz no??

I'm your future everything, you should be nervous to talk to me, you should be lighting candles to make sure women leave me alone, your clit should have its own heartbeat when you look,talk,hear,smell,and think of me, I'm not just a girl or like all the other girls you know. If you're supposed to carry our kids someday your pupils should dilate, your knees should buckle, hands shaking, you should be praying to god that you end up with me before and even after you have me, you should tag a heart lock with a picture of us and gift it to me so you can stalk me, you should be willing to crawl into my ribs and stick a straw into my heart just so you can taste my blood and feel how much my heart feels for you. Your head should be getting dizzy, you should be teleporting into my dreams so that I can kiss you there as well, you should be kind and sweet and see hearts around my face and practice your handwriting with my name, your stomach should feel like you have fireants and butterflies trying to fight eviction. You should be writing poetry,songs, and stories that include me or are inspired by me or are for me. You should sing my name out loud and boast to your friends about me. You should be skipping, twirling your hair,humming, and kicking your feet when you think of me. You should stab your eyes rather than even think about looking at another person. You should go to bed thinking of me! You should write me letters and make me fall in love even when I'm so scared and remind me love exists!!!! More! more! You should be doing more! Helloooooooo?????

I'm literally not "just a girl", I'm YOUR girl.

I don't understand what's so difficult to understand ??

[noturbutchboy]

Not handsome like a pretty boy handsome like a warrior covered in blood for his women.

[cuntmongrel]

OH… a sub with two doms. one who forcefemmes and one who forcebutches

being nothing but a doll for them to dress up and they fight over what outfit to put you in. or if you should wear any clothes at all…

[lady-cassinia]

sorry for bringing up Dragon Ball Z twice during sex 👉👈 do you still want me to pump you full of my cum??

[bunnygirl-titties]

Happy Valentine’s Day!! To all my followers and Mutuals!!

Hope y’all have a good day!!! And I hope for the ones that want it

You get RAILED tonight 💋

[fexlucia]

*wakes up in a cold sweat* i need to unleash my butch OCs

[lovevalley45]

so the role that my OC red for power payback has like. been a lot of different characters throughout the years and in trying to re-organize my google drive i found a less-old outline that listed out some minor characters as well

and i found the character that was probably the closest tie to red like when i envisioned them and after me remembering how this story started n jokin abt how close they are to killer frost reading that this proto-red character was sprout's ex killed me immediately

[beatingheartbutch]

Honey, do you know what you do to me?

I’m hard packing already, excited for you to get home.

It’s so firm in my pj pants, I keep stroking it over the fabric. Moaning, groaning wishing you’d be home grinding against me already.

I’m in the pants with the button down so you can be a good girl and suck me off after you worked me up with your hips grinding so hard on me. I need my butch cock in your pretty little mouth. Suck me off just like that. Don’t you like how horny I am for you? How I’ll never be satisfied always needing to fuck you again?

Don’t you want to show you appreciation for me always being ready to service you? Good. That’s a good girl. Let your butch use you. Take you. Fill you. Maybe you going to work is good, gets me all worked up for your wetness, your sweat. To rub my strap through my pants and almost cum from just the thought of you.

You don’t even know what you’re in for angel.