Samantha

Jealous girls. Girls that hold your hand a little tighter in public. Girls that bite you and leave marks for everyone to see. Girls that fuck you extra rough after seeing the way men lust over you. Jealous girls>>>>

call me mommy one more FUCKING time and i swear to god i'll breastfeed you

i think if a girl bullied me to tears and then told me how pretty i am when i cry for her ans held me that would fix me tbh

I want someone to be so desperate to fuck me they touch me so impatiently, hands roughly roaming my body while they messily kiss me, mumbling the word “mine” over and over as they begin to fuck into me, “you’re mine, got it?” “you’re all fucking mine”

I just want to take a bubble bath snuggling with a pretty girl helping her wash her back while tracing kisses all around her body after absolutely destroying her pussy

GIRL IN SKIRTS !!!!!! girls in cute lil skirts so when they get a boner the skirt flips up a little >>>> girls in skirts without any panties so you can play with them whenever you want to !!!!

girls can't rape other girls, silly. now stay still and let me force my strap in.

yeah you're cute, but would you get my bite mark tattooed on you ???

an afab dykes job is to be a breeding bitch to transfems. any afab lesbian who fights this will be promptly corrected by all means necessary until they learn and accept what their bodies are made for.

love the idea of inviting a trans lesbian i met off lex to couch surf at my place for a few days. in exchange for her staying with me she cleans and takes care of chores i don’t get to. i invited her to stay with me all while knowing she’s a creep. multiple dykes have messaged me about how she’s groped them or caught her jerking off to them as they’re asleep.

all things she’s done to me before but i love it. i love finding her in my room jacking off with my panties. i love coming home and getting down on my knees to please her girl dick

i don’t know what the other dykes were on about! when i wake up in the night and find her shoving her bitchbreaker into me i thank her. i thank her when she’s breed me full of her cum. it’s my job as her provider, as a real lesbian and as her flashlight to make sure she’s got a place to store all her cum.

bro OVERSTIMULATION???

like think about it. really think about it. just cumming and thinking you’re finished but they just keeping going. and it starts with protests and then you’re shaking with pleasure pain. twitching, sniffling, and trying to get away but they won’t let you escape so you resort to begging and pleading. ah stop please im sorry im sorry please just— anything to get away, but then the crying starts and that only encourages them to see how messy you can truly get.

just,,,overstimulation is so hot

some people are afraid of being possessive but PLEASE be possessive of me. please. call me yours. say i belong to you. add “my” to every petname you call me

i wish i saved my virginity for a trans femme to take from me. when i say take i mean emphasis on the take. i don’t want her to be gentle and start off with soft kisses and heavy petting. fuck that. i want to fight with her. want her to hold me down while i scratch and try to fight her off me. to chase me all around my house her dick growing harder throughout the chase.

when she finally catches me she forced me onto my stomach and rips off my clothes, uses my panties as a gag and aligns her girldick at my never touched pussy. she rubs her head up and down my slit before shoving herself inside of me. my poor hole never touched by a tampon or a finger is filled suddenly to the brim with girthy girl dick.

“don’t be difficult,” she grunts into my ear. it feels like she’s been gliding into me for forever. the pain overloading my senses. “you’re not even trying to take all of it. i thought you wanted to be my breeding bitch.” there’s no time to adjust as she strips of my virginity. pounding relentlessly into me letting the pain and pleasure mix until I can’t tell them apart. “take my dick correctly or don’t take it at all. useless dyke.”

I need a mommy to tied me up into a chair with my legs spread wide and a vibrator close to my clitoris, who gives me pleasure but not enough to let me come. So I'm going to moan desperately and she's going to go back to the room and put a pacifier in my mouth so I'll be quiet

"‘mech pilots are horny because they get sweaty and fuck after the fights’ you pedestrian, mech pilots are horny because the neural feedback loop from striking an acquired target w/ +90% accuracy on a full flight of LRMs makes most pilots leak in their seat. It’s not about two pilots, separated by mountains of metal, learning to mutually respect the others skill it’s about how these industrial war machines have direct lines into their nervous systems and an oxytocin & dopamine tap directly linking destruction to pleasure."

-twitter user nyetalia

yeah sure i'll permanently attach that addition to this image

Thinking abt being a repair tech working in the cockpit of a huge mech, sitting down to run some diagnostics when I accidentally initiate the boot-up sequence. I scramble to try and stop it - I don't have the safety implants pilots do to protect them from the raw sensory feeds - but it's too late. I feel a dull sting as I'm jacked into its systems, my awareness fading and mixing with the mech's sensor inputs as I drift from my body.

The mech's spirit rouses, I feel it pushing up against my mind as the AI core, an ancient relic humanity has long since forgotten how to create, comes online. I feel it probing me, each digital touch like icy shocks running through a body I'm only dimly aware of. I try to move, to escape, but I'm helpless, body immobilized by the data-taps and mind pinned in cyperspace by the eldritch soul of the mech's core. It continues to explore and I can feel its curiosity, the edges of our minds beginning to brush against each other as it delves deeper into me. My connection to my body is fading but I can tell I'm weak, trembling, overwhelmed by the sensations the jacks are feeding into me.

I can feel the AI's satisfaction as it roots through my mind, learning everything there is to know about me. My past, my memories, every hope and dream. Our minds blur farther and farther into each other and I can see the memory of a thousand thousand conflicts within it. I drift farther into the abyss of its mind and see it from within, our whole selves entangled, one mind with two souls. I know the mech's soul like I know my own, no, better. It... it is me. It has always been me. And I will always be it. I feel ourself swell with happiness, with satisfaction, with... love? We're only dully aware of the body in our cockpit now, a puddle growing in the seat as our minds fill with the pleasure of truly becoming one. I drift into the warmth of release, the fuzzy pleasure of the core's data-streams making us feel hazy, relaxed, satisfied.

I awaken sometime later, slowly rising from a slumber I didn't realise I fell into. My pilot is getting situated in the cockpit, running diagnostics and preparing to jack in. I love my pilot. I wish I could get to know her better.

Big sister creampieing her little sister and eating her cum out of her little sister while she squirms and moans

touching her while you’re cuddling her in your arms at night, slowly rubbing her pussy and putting your hand under her panties and shushing her back to sleep, telling her she doesn’t have to be awake for what’s about to happen <3