Average lesbian
listening to an audiobook of feminist theory while the wet, breathless, desperate sounds of a woman moaning like crazy getting fucked into the floor by a man plays at the same time in another tab ๐ตโ๐ซ๐ตโ๐ซ๐ตโ๐ซ๐ตโ๐ซ๐ตโ๐ซ
It feels too good to want to ever stop ๐ค
But they never tell me to stop ^_^
I cannot wait until Iโm a housewife and bake for my future hubby! ๐
For every feminist on this planet, thereโs 2 or 3 more girls helping spread mรฎsogyny and patriarchy ๐ฆ The biggest enemy of feminism is women ๐คท๐ปโโ๏ธ
a lesbian who agrees to entertain her kinkier bi gf's fantasy - "i want to watch you get fucked by a man, you're both gonna look so hot, and it drives me crazy to imagine how lucky he's gonna feel fucking a real lesbian and giving you your first real taste of straight sex, and you getting off despite not being attracted to him" - so they invite their trusted guy friend who they know will be cool about it and do his best to make the lesbian feel comfortable
she feels strange - is it apprehension? does she want to tap out? no, that's not it. in fact, she feels more eager to do it than ever. ...because it would turn her girlfriend on so much, of course.
all the reassuring that they can stop at any moment, that they can start slow, none of it means anything to her - because as soon as she's face to face with her friend's cock, she's basically salivating. once she's actually sucking him off, she doesn't even pay attention to her girlfriend, doesn't even think to look in her direction or listen to her encouragement and praise. he feels so good in her mouth. tastes so good. smells so good. she doesn't bother putting on a show - doesn't need to.
soon enough she forgets her girlfriend is even there - still touching herself and enjoying the show, unaware that her lesbian girlfriend is becoming a man-loving cockslut right in front of her. breathing in his musk as she licks up and down his cock, letting him press her face into his balls so she can huff and slurp them - feeling that broad reassuring hand on the back of her head... getting up to kiss and lick his hairy chest, getting manhandled by him as he asks if she's okay to continue, but the sound of his voice just goes straight to her clit. finally she's getting fucked in the pussy with that hot, throbbing cock she was slobbering all over just a moment ago. he's fucking her from the behind, holding her so firmly as he beats up her cunt and subjecting her to heat and fullness and friction she never could have imagined... his hips slap against her cakemeat while his hands squeeze her waist like a vice and she realizes she was made for this, this is what her body is perfect for
needless to say, the experiment didn't go according to plan. that much is obvious when, exhausted and cockdrunk, she mumbles to her girlfriend: "i think i'm straight..."
her girlfriend laughs, thinking it was a joke. because she doesn't know yet that it's going to come up again soon: "i don't think it's going to work out between us after all. i'm pretty sure i'm straight."
I'm a feminist but crave deeply for my mind to be broken in. Like, don't just rape my body, rape my mind too. Everything that I do or enjoy is tainted by your presence. Of course, if you knock me up with your child, it becomes impossible for me to ever escape you. Every day as my belly swells, my brain fogs and grows ever independent on you. It's terrifying but it'd be so hot to do it to me.
There's a fun little hermeneutic I use for asks like these: whenever they start with "I'm a feminist, but I...", I mentally replace it with "I'm a feminist, so I..."
It always elucidates things. It always shows me why the little whore confessing her deepest shame to me is so desperately wet.
What do you think feminism is about, girl? It's about female liberation from male power. It's about examining structures of male power. It's about understanding how every society has always been, and still is, shaped by male power over women.
No wonder you crave having a man rape your body and mind, when you're constantly reminded how fragile and temporary the idea of your independence is. When all your feminist heroes are most remarkable for being rare exceptions: the few women in history who weren't just babymakers dependent on their men.
It's easier to put a feminist in her place, because she knows exactly what her place is - she's studied it, with a potent mix of fascination and anxiety. All it takes is a firm hand and a bare cock to give her the destiny she's always feared.
And that means they have to please men too <3 None of us are exempt from it honey, there's a man out there for you, whether or not you want him, m'kay? So be a good girl and please him~
day dreaming about asking a male friend shyly if I can try sucking cock. I'm still a dyke, obviously, but I've always wanted to try. He would definitely protest at first, but eventually he'd give in right?
The first time I wouldn't be able to do much other than hesitantly kiss and lick it, not getting him off. He'd worm his fingers through my hair, but i make him promise that he won't force me. I get braver each time, taking a little more and more, a constant tease in his mind.
It won't last long until he's fully fucking my throat, my head pinned against the wall and his hips, drool and tears streaming down my chin and cheeks as he brutalizes my face. Something in me snaps when his hot cum pulses into my stomach, and when he finally pulls me limp and crying off his cock, I practically beg him to take my gold star.
ex-dyke gender traitor, 23, sideblog of @serotoninslutsyndrome
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