Pins By LottieLottieDa

the intimacy of hands.

kissing butch happy trail save me... little kisses over the bellybutton and open mouthed kisses along their tummy and fingertips dipping into the softest hips... save me licking butch happy trail

Can we "watch" a movie and cuddle but your fingers are under the covers playing with my pussy while you whisper in my ear telling me to pay attention and focus but i can't focus because it feels so fucking good with your fingers knuckles deep inside me?

Yes? No? Maybe so?

Photograph by Vita C. Shapiro

source: The Wild Good: Lesbian Photographs & Writings on Love, edited by Beatrix Gates

i love indirects. i love talking to people through posts, songs, likes, etc.

it’s so fun and cute! (i suck with words and expressing myself clearly. my mind can’t form coherent thoughts when it comes to human interactions)

Pretty please?

MEN AND MINORS DNI.

neeeeed an easy butch to tease and tie up. suckering them into the bedroom with sweet kisses and letting them paw at my skirt for a second before holding their wrists back. panicked look in their already flush face as they realize what’s going on. craning their neck to try and catch my lips as i position myself in their lap, giggling as i watch them desperately buck their hips up, whining and squirming against their restraints. “be patient sweet boy, you’ll get what you want when i let you” before pulling my top off. big pleading eyes looking at my cleavage before staring back at me, as if to ask permission. “go ahead” i coo at them and they eagerly lean down to leave little wet kisses, moaning softly into my chest and savoring the contact. “good boy” i purr, scratching behind their ears before reaching back to unclip my bra. “here’s your reward, baby.”

𓈒⟡₊⋆∘˚⊹ ࿔ contains fantasies of dubcon

want a perverted butch who jerks off everytime we're laying next to each other during a sleepover, their eyes trained on the way my shirt rides up and exposes my tummy, their thoughts flooded with how the soft flesh would look covered in come. i want them to grip the steering wheel tighter when i race to their car, just because they can't stop ogling at how my tits bounce. i want them to ask where i'm at and if i'm safe, and when i send them a cute little selfie, they end up grinding against their palm to the sight, teeth gritted and eyes hazy. want them to be the kind of freak who catches me fucking myself when they arrive at my place too early and instead of alerting me, watches through the crack of the door, mouth dry and eyes wide.

better yet, i want to be just as perverted as them, knowing all the ways i can make them tick and using it to my advantage. going to sleep in flimsy, cropped and skimpy sets that i know will shift and wind up exposing my tits and thighs as i toss and turn. pretending i'm asleep and making cute little whimpers, trying not to smile at how i hear their breath hitch. coaxing them to grope my tits, insisting i just need their advice on if this bra is too tight on me, arousal coiling through me when their palms press into my nipples. stealing one of their dildos and fucking myself with it, just to pretend that the bobbing head of it, the thick veins, are scraping against my walls from their thrusts. playing into this game over and over again until they lose it.