HORNY SAPPHIC IMAGINES

(for your enjoyment.)

🎀 Imagine you’re a servant, a footwoman for a high lady and her husband in the 1800s, yearning for the high lady herself, only to one day get trapped up in her garden with her, looking her in the eyes for a second too long as she gently grabs your face, kissing you passionately, and as you pull back in shock and internal guilt, whispering to her “but my lady, I don’t deserve this, you cannot tarnish yourself with my image.” Only for her to cradle you gently and whisper back “you were built by Aphrodite herself, my love, one must forgive me for taking a bite of the sweetest fruit.” Which leads to her teasing you at every moment she can, gently fingering you and groping you in her quarters with the doors locked, praising you softly as her true love.

🎀 Imagine a giant white room, dimly lit by hundreds of candles, and inside is you and tens of women covered in silk robes, gently touching each other while covered in rose petals , a giant statue of the goddess herself Aphrodite in the middle of the room you all worship through your mutual pleasure, your head on a soft woman’s chest, greedily lapping at her breasts while she runs her fingers through your hair, praising you for your prayer, “you’re doing so well sweetheart,  praying to your goddess and giving her everything you have.” another woman, sweet as sugar, gently licking and sucking at you from behind, nails gently running along your thighs softly, leaving you breathless and panting, looking up at the women in front of you with watery doe eyes. 

🎀 Imagine an older rich woman who promised to take care of you, sweetly treating you the whole day, glaring at anyone who dares look at you wrong, complimenting you and praising you for how gorgeous you look in everything she’s bought you, only to tear it all off at the end of the day, your hair and expensive makeup a messy of tears and spit as she forces you to take her strap over and over again, your head pushed into her silk pillows as she pounds you from behind, your hands bound behind your back. “Look at you, filthy little cumslut, just taking it until you can barely breathe, hmm?” degrading you as she forces another orgasm out of you, before sitting on your face as she holds a vibrator to your ruined and drenched cunt, bucking her hips against your mouth as you try to put all your remaining energy into eating her out clean, your hips twitching and jerking. “You’re trying so hard to be a good slut for mommy, hmm? But you’re just so used and fucked out~”

🎀 Imagine a small farmland,  being approached by the rough and tough transfem farmhand your mother hired to help you look after the animals, months upon months of checking her out behind her back, gleaming at her tall and large stature, having to take a long moment when she patted you on the back or praised you for doing something right, only to find her in her barn room one night, frustrated and bucking against her hand while whining your name, flustered and stuttering as you climb on-top of her, only to pull your panties to the side and ride her like your life depended on it, degrading her and roughly pounding yourself down onto her girlcock while she grips onto your waist like her life depends on it, whining and bucking into you, “you feel s-so good ma’am.” leaves her lips again and again, her southern accent bleeding through her whines. “Please, m-ma’am, I’m gonna’ c-cum if you keep doing that, gonna knock you up!”

yeah, just… imagine. <;3 

really in the mood to be told what to do and how to touch >//<

im imagining someone holding my vibe to my tdick and keeping it there even once ive cum, overstimulating me through another orgasm.

its always just me trying to make myself cum over and over but god it would be amazing if it were at the orders of someone else 🥴

i love my bf so much. i got my period last week so we didn’t have any sex, and today he asked me how my period was going and i told him it stopped yesterday, and without hesitation he ripped my pants down and starting giving me head 🥰 (he asked before he did, ofc)

NOT A WOMAN BTW

My brain is occupied mostly only with thoughts of him, but it's not even in a sweet way, and it's not even about him it's about. I don't know. Things only I know that get me so hard it's impossible to ignore. The same kind of things I think about sometimes. I wish I could talk more, but I can't. I always spill my stuff better than other people's. But God fuck my brain is squished into a small bundle of blood and cloth and slime and i would give anything to be there and be the sick little voice that pushes just the right buttons. Wna forcefully crack open only the sickest parts in you so I can forcefully suck them out. With a fucking bendy straw. Poking right outta your head. I want to push you until I'm assured you are worse than me. Out of your comfort zone and into mine. But also because there is nothing I'd love more than to watch. You. BREAK. See the look in your eyes as I keep pushing you and pushing you, cajoling you with promises that you'll Feel Better once you Accept This proper. The fucking strain when through teary guilty eyes *you still want to do it* because after all, I'm encouraging you and I have a much more level head than you. I'm smarter than you. More clever and wise. So of course if I say it's okay it must be okay, right? Doesn't matter either way because you'll come to give and break to my every decision for you no matter how fucked it is. Even if you'd hate yourself after. You'll come to me with worries and problems and inner struggles, and I'll sweep it all out of your life with a graceful hand-wave, make you focus only on what decisions I think you should make about it. What decisions you should make. Because you know everything I've helped with so far has turned out perfect, no? What makes you think you can do it better? Your guilt and sympathies? Your sad little human moments of completely avoidable dumb shit? No. I'll bend you to my will, and you will be eternally grateful to let go of the reins and go wild under my supervision.

Possessiveness is so hot🥴like yes please pull me closer when we walk past people outside, mark me and remind me who i belong to

Put a collar on me, let me wear your hoodie and dont let go of my hand, just show me im yours <3

something about sleeping in my childhood bedroom makes me feel extra slutty (it's that lingering funk of teenage spirit or sth)

ah yes, the room-where-my-father-accidentally-walked-in-on-me-strapping-my-ex-and-we-have-never-talked-about-it-since (but-in-an-affirming-way)

ah yes, the room-of-ill-advised-threesomes

ah yes, the room-of-my-first-masturbation

ah yes, the room-where-my-barbies-had-filthynasty-orgies

time to take nudes for a girl 😈

I want to be stripped, chained up by the neck and told to touch myself... Have a nice dom tell me I'm a needy puppy with each whimper I let out calling for them to touch me. Just them staring at me lovingly as I do all I can for them to stay focused on my body.

But I also just want to be grabbed by the throat as I'm being used like a fuck toy... Change the pitch of my moans as you tighten your fingers, thrust into me hard enough to shake my entire body, pump all of your frustration deep inside me!

Naughty ramblings

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I want them with spread thighs, my head buried in the warmth between. I need them to gently pet my head and comb through my hair slowly transforming into tugging and grabbing handfuls as they praise me. Tell me I’m a good pup for them, that I’m doing such a good job, to keep going, all while I hump the bed or their leg like the dumb little puppy I am. I want to look up at them through my lashes as they groan and cum, I need my face covered in their warm slick, need them to mark me and then drag me up by the collar they’ve wrapped around my neck into a messy make out. I need to please them so badly, need to worship them on my knees, need it sooo bad, why are they so far away :(

so fucking horny. wanna make out with someone i probably shouldn't. wanna make em so horny they can't help but grope at my tits, no matter where we are. let them stare, bc we both know it just gets me wetter and wetter. drop my pants to the floor, and let them fuck me however they want. flip me and manhandle me just to prove they can. fucking me as hard as they want to, taking some breaks to fuck me slow and deep. they finish what they need to do, spitting in my mouth, just to throw me over their shoulder and carry me home for round two.

anytime something scares me I have to sexualise it as quickly as possible to counter act that fear. really effective but has given me my weirdest kinks.

let me wake you up with head, coffee and breakfast in bed after please?