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when someone finds something that really works on you and they go OH. and you can see their brain go ✨ and they do it again and again for the pleasure of watching your desire for them make you short-circuit
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first time i ever posted pics on tumblr. hope u like🫧🧸
I AM NOT LOOKING FOR A RELATIONSHIP. THEY/THEM PRNS ONLY. thank u🩷
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x-honeycomb-x · 1 year
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Your ftmtf mother is here - Intro
Wants to detransition for the kink, and need some guidance and encouragement? Here I am. I would break the journey into different chapters, and you can always share your progress with me for show-and-tell!
I would keep it old-xhoneycombx style, wholesome, neurodivergent-friendly, genderfluidity-friendly, asexuality-friendly, and hopefully anti-capitalism/consumerism-conscious.
So firstly, welcome daughters! Fucking around with gender is absolutely okay. But unlike most detrans and misgender kink content, I don't like force-play. Instead I'd like to offer some encouragement and acceptance.
I have heard stories about ftms experimenting with/reclaiming femininity for months or years, before returning to being masculine, and I think I am going through a similar process. I've since tried so many different interesting things (that includes voguing in a ballroom!), and I even found out I'm non-binary.
It can feel scary - what if I find out I'm actually not trans? What if I'm too traumatized to feel comfortable in my girl mode? What if my friends and family know? What if it makes me non-binary?
I had all of those thoughts! And may I just say that your safety is the most important thing. If you might trigger your transphobic parents, be safe. If you might trigger an episode and spiral, don't do it without a therapist. I trust that you are smart and capable of making good judgements. <3
But to address those fears, one thing I found in this journey is, that I am me no matter what vessels I put myself in. I've challenged myself, my identities and how I experience myself, and in the end I find myself feeling like me, I transcend all different labels and conditions, and I found a lot of genderless moments where I just am.
Your inner girl is calling you, I'd say why not give her a listen if you are curious?
First task incoming. Let's make space for your girl to think and be:
Prepare a notebook for her
Is there another (feminine optional) name you would like?
What pronouns you wanna explore with (in or out of kink)? It can be a mix with she/they/he/neo-pronouns
Write your name and pronouns on the first page. You can always come back and change it.
Bring her a comforting hoodie
Bring her a stuffed toy you can be a girl around with
Find her a bag and/or a basket that she can put her things in
If you've already been experimenting with detrans kink, you might have more supplies, bring them with you too.
Bring your feminine bras and underwear
Bring your feminine clothes
Bring your sex toys and kink toys
Bring your makeup, if you don't already have a makeup bag/basket, bring one and put them in
Bring your feminine accessories
Write down a list of people she's in contact with (like sext friends) and put it in your notebook
(I would really enjoy a dollar store trip for this task. A notebook, a few baskets, a plush, and maybe some snacks) (But you find most things at home.) (But buying new ones helps if you have too much associations with the old items, or you just like shopping for your girl)
Task 2, some organization would help clear your mind. If you have makeup, put them in a makeup bag/box. If you have feminine clothes and underwear, save a cabinet for them, or at least a basket. If you have sex toys, put them in a big pouch. If you have accessories, get an accessories box. Now that you're being in touch with your femininity, put your supplies in a bag (your notebook, hoodie, stuff toy, and anything you might actively use). My best advice is, put everything above in your girl cabinet, makeup and accessories on your desk, and your bag next to your bed/desk.
What I really want you to accomplish here is that, your inner girl deserves to take up space. She deserves to find the things she's looking for, she deserves a space in your life. She deserves the order so she can have space to think.
Task 3. I want you to put on your hoodie, and/or your bra and underwear, and/or your feminine clothes, and just cuddle your stuffed friend, and lay in bed. Hug it out.
You might get really horny at this point. Go for it, enjoy yourself, make it count. maybe you’re already soaking. Keep it natural by just sticking your fingers in, and really feel them going in and out. Spread your juices on your clit and rub it nicely. Cum on your own hand.
Fap or not, when you've finished and am ready, I want you(-r inner girl) to hug your plush, just hug, and think about how it's okay to be a girl.
It's okay to be a girl. You don't have to be one. You also don't have to be a binary girl, or a full-time girl. You can be sometimes a girl. Main point is, you don't have to be a girl, but it's okay to be a girl. I want you to hug and think about that idea.
(And if you want to, think about "I am a girl", and just be content with it and hug your stuffed friend. Introduce this side of yourself to it if you are ready.)
It goes without saying, if you have any thoughts, put them in your notebook. I hope your girl feels safe, and I look forward to doing more stuff with her/you next time. I hope it has been an okay/interesting/pleasant experience.
You can also inbox me your thoughts! I might not have the capacity to reply to DMs or long messages, but I definitely reads my Asks and reposts. Let me know your thoughts!
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femmeluvlex · 2 months
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Men and minors DNI
Hi my name is Lexi and I am 19. This is a space to share my horny thoughts and kinks! Please be respectful!
Ageless/genderless pages will be blocked. This page is 18+ ONLY!
**Feel free to message me any questions, compliments, story ideas, or topics to post about - please avoid trying to engage in “sexting” or messaging about things you’d like to do with me - i am taken and this is a space to express myself and explore my kinks within a community**
Kinks:
Choking/restrain
Praise/degrading
Breeding
Edging
There are probably more ✨
Hard Limits:
R*pe/CNC
Scat/piss play
Age play
Beastiality/animal play
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TW: Personal
I saw a post about autochorissexual recently and it mafe me feel slightly more at ease about myself.
I have a whole bunch of issues, probably all related, but I don't talk about them much. I've found a safe space in tumblr.
But I've also chatted, complimented, flirted and even, ummmm, sexted a few people and I feel a little bit of a fraud letting them make assumptions.
I hate my body, I always have, I hate having photos taken. I don't think my parents ever noticed but I always try and sit facing away from the wall of family photos. I avoid mirrors, I hate selfies, I try hard not to panic getting my hair done.
I prefer they/them. I've never really thought of myself as a "boy" or a "girl" growing up. Although I did my best to do the things expected of me. In my mind I could be either, I flip between the two, my mind translating feelings and sensations as needed. I don't want to change my body, I just wear either, or neither. It's not a kink thing, it's just what feels right.
I've never really liked the idea of actually having physical sex. I'm a virgin. But mentally the idea of others doing so, the concepts, does arouse me. I derive most of my pleasure mentally though, turning other people on, getting a reaction, that's what I enjoy.
Those who know my other blogs know I reblog women, I'm mainly attracted to the female form. I think that blog is me over compensating, trying to make others feel good. I'm honestly in awe of all those women.
On reflection, in my fiction on my "kink" blog, the PoV has never been genderised, at least not intentionally. That the interaction is almost only ever verbal is probably a reflection of my own feelings around sex.
Lockdown in the UK has actually been a blessing for me. I've spent a lot of time at home, while my flatmate is a key worker, so I've had time and space to try dressing differently, comfortably.
I tried to make my avatar as genderless as possible, although I realise it is slightly feminine if anything. I just worry about the people I've talked to making assumptions about me, feeling betrayed when they read this, but I feel guilt that I might have unintentionally misled people.
I realise some people might block me now. I expect I'll get hate anon from trolls.
I'm sorry.
This is me.
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diefakekalvingarrah · 4 years
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About Malice
Howdy! I’m currently an ASU student majoring in elementary education. I’m a agender and I use any pronouns. I’m bisexual and polyamorous. I unfortunately don’t drive or have a car,,, 
I’m not looking for anything crazy. I’m flexible. But definitely not monogamous. My ideal date is us just hanging out. I don’t want to get dressed up for some lame fancy dinner y’know. Let’s just hang out. Let’s go to the mall and wander around. Let’s go to my house and watch cartoons and eat pizza and messy wings. Let’s go to your place and play video games. Let’s have a picnic and spend the whole time discussing politics. For the love of jah don’t take me to a nice dinner. Hell take me to iHop and lets blow bubbles in chocolate milk. Something fun.
Yeah I’m agender (genderless) but I usually just end up in a “straight relationship”. Like if you’re a girl I slide to the masculine side of the scale. If you’re a dude I slide to the feminine side of the scale. I’m a people pleaser I guess. I’d like to consider myself masculine most of the time. As far as sexing me goes, I prefer sexting than actual sex. And When it comes to actual sex, I’m in it for the foreplay and not to much the penetration or whatever. I’ll stop being gross on main. If you really wanna know ask me. 
I have a couple things you should probably know about me right off the bat but I won’t go throwing out all my personal life story right away. I have DID, ASPD, and severe ADHD. I hyper fixate on Invader Zim. I definitely won’t let any of my personal issues get in the way of our interactions of course. But this is an explanation if I’m a little off, and if you’re ablest, you know to ignore me. It all works out. 
I love talking politics! I love cartoons. I love horror movies and documentaries. I love to draw and I’m passionate about bugs and taxidermy. I’d like to consider myself funny.
I’m not gonna lie to you, I am kinda sorta overweight. Not the fittest person. I’m not the nicest shape. And I don’t have the cutest face. I don’t have acne, but I’m just generally wack lookin. My hair is a mess yeah I don’t have the money to get it cut. Oh yeah I’m a poor college student. Btw. 
Anyway hehe dm me my guy. Ask me questions, get to know me, let’s fuckiiin hang out. Let’s play tennis together. Idk
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hey can you do me a favor and sink really deep inside me and tell me to try and stay still while you watch my pussy pulse around your cock and give me small, shallow thrusts that you know won’t be enough for me? yeah no it’s no big deal i just think you might enjoy seeing me incapable of forming words and willing to do anything if you’ll just give me a little more. yeah you could slap my ass and tell me to beg while i’m sucking on your fingers. like, if you wanted to. as a friend.
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saying “i need you” when they’re inside me so they pull me tighter and they answer “i know baby, i’m right here, you got me”
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one of my favorite parts of sex is right after. like, when we’re done but can’t pull our bodies apart yet. it’s not even aftercare yet, just like - i can’t let you pull out of me. maybe they start to shift and i wrap myself around them. “stay,” i say. my voice in the same pitch as when i was begging for you just a couple minutes ago. “please stay.” they hear me - they press their forehead to mine and let themself sink just a little deeper into me. i shiver. i pulse on them. i can’t be separated from them.
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sorry can you repeat that i was noticing how strong your shoulders are and thinking about biting them while i come on your strap
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it doesn’t even really matter if i’m riding or not. what matters is how close we are, chest to chest, when they’re hitting that spot exactly right and i say right there. i say it breathy, can hardly manage the words, i just know i need them to know exactly how good they are.
oh? right there? they ask me. they slow down, hitting the spot more deliberately. it makes me jump. it makes me pulse on them. i say: fuck, you feel that? i clench down around them again as i meet their gaze. i need you to feel me.
and they know exactly what i need. i can see my desire wash over them, witness them feeling it and giving me more of themself. they push my leg up so they can fuck me deeper. hit that spot harder. my whole body is shaking already and i’m collapsed in their arms, blissed out, so willing to take, so willing to give.
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that sound they make when they find you wet and they’ve missed you. they’ve got you laid out just how they want you, how they’ve been wanting you, how they’ve been thinking about you. and it’s been so long since they heard your pleasure and now you’re finally here together. you are floating, grounded by the softness of their skin and the warmth in your belly that draws you closer to them. and they lean into every sweet sound of yours. and you hear how they go: oh, fuck. and it pulls you deeper and your nails dig into them and your legs wrap around them and you hear them again: fuck, oh my god.
their fingers push into you and you join them in calling for the holy; you mumble your desires into their lips. please. more. yes. deeper. you can’t let go of them; can’t let them draw an inch away from you, can’t let their skin leave yours. they hit that rhythm. “god, you’re for me, aren’t you?” and it’s wonder in their voice, like the way you open for them is the most beautiful gift they’ve ever been given.
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okay what if i made a whole show of taking them while they pushed their fingers into me. you know what i mean, letting my mouth hang open just a little so they can hear my breath hitch opening my legs so they can watch themself disappearing inside me, rolling my hips to take them deeper. what if they were knuckle deep in me and i tenderly grabbed their face, looked them in the eyes and clenched twice on their fingers. “you feel that?”
anyways i’m just wondering if that would elicit a good reaction
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okay thinking about someone promising they’ll make me come but only on their strap. and then them teasing me. making me grind on their knee until i’m soaked through my boxers, hearing me whimper trying to get closer to them. they’d peel off the last of my clothes, put their tongue on my nipple. their hands pushing my knees apart. i feel my wetness already.
finally they touch me. they moan at my wetness and i moan at their touch. they hear me and smile and give me more pressure. let me grind on their fingers. they work their way down my body, kissing my sternum, my side, my hips. i’m begging - please. please. their lips wrap around my clit, their tongue working me. i tilt my hips to give them more. soon i can feel myself building up. i try to breathe to steady myself, to release the tension. to be good. so i continue begging. they ask: please what? what would you like? and i answer: please fuck me. please fuck me. i need your strap. hovering over my clit, they taunt me. is that right? you need my cock? you need me to fuck you? and now all i can say is yes. yes. yes.
slowly, so slowly, they withdraw their touch from me and leave me sensitive and shaking. i watch while they pull on the harness. they push their cock into my mouth. i know they love watching it push between my lips. i moan around it.
finally they flip me around, again keeping my legs open. lining up their cock on me. they watch me pulse as they tease my clit with the head of it. i want to wrap myself around them but they stop me: they say, can you be patient for me? let me take my time? a shiver runs through my body. yes. i can give them anything they want. i’m shaking, and they’re pushing in, slowly, watching the length of the strap sink in. watching the small jerks of my hips as i contain myself to not just pull them deeper. the sound i make when they bottom out is wanting, hungry, obscene. finally i hook my legs behind them and pull them closer, finally my hands move to their back and scratch them. i can’t help but say i love you. forehead to forehead, feeling the depth of them inside me. they pull their face away from mine just enough to meet my gaze. i tell them how good they feel, i’m whining and can barely finish a sentence. they look at me and they say, i know baby. i know. i got you.
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feeling normal thinking about them helping me moisturize after showering together and pretending they don’t realize how bad they’re teasing me. the feeling of their hands on me, their skin on mine. they leave gentle kisses on the back of my neck, my shoulders. gentle bites.
they finally give up pretending they’re not trying to fuck me when they get to my thighs. their lips trail from my knees up the inside of my leg. their fingernails dig into me. their mouth moved up my hips to my nipples, i feel the texture of their tongue and then they’re next to me, holding me. you need me to touch you, don’t you? and i don’t have words so i just look at them and give a little nod. they say again: you need me. and i say: yes. they kiss me deep and push my legs apart. i don’t know how long they’ll keep me like this, at their mercy, trying to ride their fingers, before i get my turn to pleasure them.
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cool but what if it was my first time taking strap in a while so i asked you to go slow. and you made sure you got me wet first, kissing my neck, playing with my nipples. and you followed my directions and so, so slowly push in the head of your cock. and you watched yourself enter me. and maybe you gave me one or two shallow thrusts just to see me stretch around you before you keep sinking into me. and your eyes go from my pussy to my face - my mouth hanging open, my eyes shut. you see me grab for the sheets so you lace your fingers with mine — let me grab you instead. closing my eyes with pleasure as i adjust to you. and you feel the shudders move through my whole body as i take you. and when you bottom out i make a noise - that deep oh you like that comes from my throat. and i start fucking you from underneath, my nails digging into your hand, pulling you in with my legs. and you look down at my hips working you and you moan and you kiss me. and you let yourself have the pleasure i give you before you say in my ear: oh, what happened to going slow?
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