What’s The Point Of Me Having A Clit If Not To Torture It! You Can’t Fuck My Clit, It Just Sits There,

what about a bar with a Free Use Happy Hour?

sluts drink free

asking for a freebie is consent to be used

free drinks come with a little red wristband wrapped around them that goes on your wrist once you've finished the drink

you don't have to get any drunker than you want to be! people who want to fuck the drunkest sluts can just count the wristbands

(the bar makes money by kicking out anyone who isn't drinking every now and then, so non-sluts still have to buy drinks to participate)

anyway people can start groping and fucking you as soon as you've finished your first drink, but if you want more you can just stay at the bar and get fucked from behind while you're ordering and drinking them

no dress code but your clothes are probably gonna be soaked in cum at minimum so you may as well go in your cheapest, tiniest outfit

if you only want to be a little tipsy you can down a couple shots and then go lay yourself out on a table or hang out near the toilets waiting for someone to use you

alternatively if you're determined to pass out on someone's dick and wake up with unknown volumes of cum leaking out all your holes, go right ahead. one of the bar staff loves taking still life photos of unconscious sluts lined up along the bar with bottles plugging up their used holes to save on mopping time

(if a bartender thinks your actual health is in danger but you're still asking for more they'll just jerk off into a cocktail glass and feed you that so you can still get another wristband. you're too drunk to tell the difference so he's probably doing your liver a favour)

take off the wristbands when you're done and someone will call you a taxi (free if you let the cabbie use you on your way home)

just a little fantasy I came up with while I was supposed to be focusing on something else :3

very fun

I want to fuck you and creampie you somewhere in public when you’re wearing a dress or skirt, so you have to hold my cum inside of you. Or risk it running down your legs as we walk! Sounds like fun doesn’t it?

if he doesn't dress like this I don't want him

i feel attacked by this, cus it's true

You think you know her because you’ve seen her selfies.

Read her reviews.

Scrolled her curated little life.

But you don’t know her.

Not until you’ve seen her Tumblr.

Where the filters drop.

Where the fantasies are raw.

Where she reblogs things she’d never dare say out loud.

That’s where she tells the truth—

and the truth is filthy and beautiful.

no one's doing somnophillia anymore

because of woke

need someone to lick me

👅👅👅

This bad boy was my favourite song for a while (and a lot of other Graveyardguy songs)

Hello, I'm Sunny, and my life would end if my peers were to find out this depraved side of mine that I'm expanding on here, on tubmlr. Yay. 98% of the people that know me would say I'm innocent so.

If I'm online, it means I'm horny, which can be often. I am not looking for anything serious, I come, I'm happy, I'm off the app.

My kinks are still into discovery phase, but here are a few I'm pretty sure about:

-degradation (to some extent but yeah call me names, slap me, treat me like an object and I will have tears dripping down my tights)

-praise kink (because of course I want to be called a good girl)

-petplay (a collar and a leash? staying on the floor? yes. I'm in)

-bondage (tie me up. please. being unable to move my body or do anything about my situation is so fucking hot)

And a few I'm still questioning:

-masochism (I am a masochist mentally, in practice I have yet to find out)

-watersports (gross, right, probably won't ever try it, but it sure arouses me, so I thought it's worth mentioning)

Other than that, I might dedicate a good part of my blogs to the person that entertains my depraved side occasionally. But not always so that's why I'm here.

I need someone to drip hot wax on me