Dude. My readers love me. They send me the porn I want. Like boom.

Squeeze me, baby. Squeeze me to pieces. Then push your fingers inside me, and let me squeeze you back.

kinkyminx:

I love a man who isn’t afraid to take what he wants from me.  I’m willing to give it. 

(Source: thebestthingthatyoueverhad, via whipherslacker)

And when the fight had gone out of her, she offered him what she had to give.

deepervalley:

Back me up #22 /DV

This is the culmination of 6 months of orgasm training. If he makes even one little whimpering peep, he won’t come again. Not ever.

Most of the time, when I see a picture I’ve posted get reblogged with new commentary, I prefer my own. It’s not so much ego; it’s that I know what gets me off better than most strangers do. This particular caption, however… yum. I particularly like the visceral language “child like whimpers.” That little boy mewling sound? Gives me the erotic shivers.

lobossalvaje:

When I say I enjoy androgynous men, it doesn’t mean I like men who wear eye liner and straighten their hair.

It means I like men with feminine qualities; especially in the boudoir. 

Allow me to insert a strap on every so carefully into your anus and then violently fuck the manhood out of you.

Allowing your soft, child like whimpers bounce off the cold walls and into my ears to motivate my every thrust.

Then, when all is said and done. You can take back your roll as the “dominant” male and exert some force upon me. 
Or into me, if you will.

(via littlegirlyone)

Do you think that my oral fixation is responsible for my thinking that hickeys are the number one hottest sex bruise EVER????

girlcrushing:

Submitted by pretty-procrastination

“You little bitch, I told you to lay off the cupcakes!”

art-or-porn:

My favorite girl on girl picture ever!

Submitted by fuckyeahsteviesbrain

(via thumpersportfolio)

I have never thought about this position in my life. And I’m really mad about that because

oh. my. god.

I should live there.

likeabikeseat:

woah.  someone’s in her happy place.

knockedoutloaded:

The Training Of O

The look in her eyes along with her posture says “mine, mine, mine.” 

I can relate to that feeling.

“Don’t slouch,” she whispered to her pet as she waltzed across the room to greet a guest. “And for god’s sake, don’t let this toy fall out of your ass,” she reminded the girl as she pushed it deeper. “Otherwise, we’ll have to see what kind of bruise I can make on your other thigh.”

She doesn’t hurt her for punishment. She hurts her because she can. 

She grinds her pussy into his ass, and whispers the most horrible, humiliating fantasies into his ear. And when he starts protesting? She gives him her finger to suck. That’s a good boy.

I like this image a lot, but I like it even more as a metaphor. As in, I have you by the cock, and I’m going to pull you around viciously by it. And you, boy? Have no choice but to follow. 

When it comes to topping boys, I have this problem: I like cocks. I like them so much. And yet, many sub boys want their cocks locked up and ignored. That’s hard for me to do.

I want what I want, and sometimes I’m not a very patient girl. Plus, I feel like if I’m the dom, I should get as much cock as I want. But playing with the cock can ruin the boy’s subby headspace. And then I don’t have any boy to play with.

It’s very frustrating.

He’s a Dom. That’s what he calls himself—I don’t care as much for labels. Maybe that’s why he comes to me. 

Or maybe he comes to me because I know just where to push to make him bend. It takes a sneaky, demanding, persistent girl to bring a Dom to his knees. 

But the view is totally worth the effort.