when straight guys ask how lesbian sex works i feel really bad for their girlfriends because if you dont understand how to have sex with a girl in any way other than repeatedly putting your dick in her you are having some really bad sex
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I don’t mind getting naked or seeing you naked.
I don’t mind talking about sex or having sex
or never having sex. I don’t mind my body
or your body with mine. I don’t mind
your sweaty palms, your chapped lips,
your dirty tongue. I don’t mind
your noisy music, your crappy poetry,
your soiled shoes and ugly handwriting.
I don’t mind 2ams and late night
phone calls, stolen kisses and white lies.
I don’t mind your half-eaten donut,
frozen teabags and sticky hair.
I want your toothbrush’s head
leaning towards mine. I want
your 4am back massage.
Cup my breasts and don’t say
they’re small. I already know that.
Kiss me once and kiss me more.
Pretend what we’re doing is illegal.
It’s always good to be caught
with our mouths tied together
like handcuffs. Dry your cheeks
and make me bleed.
Crave me.
Crave me.
Crave me.
irishjulienne’s, in the name of intimacy (via talkingoutsoft)
rough sex where you don’t have to worry about being quiet or anyone walking in on you and you can be 100% naked and open and loud as you want to be is where. it. is. fucking. at.
My 3 moods
1. hungry as fuck
2. horny as fuck
3. tired as fuck
I need to fuck. No, not have sex, not “make love.” Fuck. I need your teeth on my skin, I need your nails on my back. Make it rough. Take all your anger on me. Pull my hair, wrap your hand around my throat. Move me around. Control me. Let me control you. Make it last. Leave marks, I want to know you were really there, that it really happened.
(via closedforprayer)
Fuck her from the back while she’s cooking eggs in morning for you
Yall gonna learn to stop taking sex advice from tumblr when ya titty hit that hot pan on the stove
How do you politely tell someone that you want them naked on top of you
“I want you naked on top of me, please”
Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.
Charlie Chaplin in a letter to his daughter, Geraldine (via bl-ossomed)
