One Of Y'all Really Went All Out. About Two Months Ago I Met Up With A Dyke Who DM'd Me On Here, After

One of y'all really went all out. About two months ago I met up with a dyke who DM'd me on here, after we found out we lived near each other. She's in her late 20s, and is really working hard to sell the "I'm secure in my identity as a lesbian" thing in public. Her blog is totally woman-oriented, too. (There are no pictures of her face on her blog but she's got a stick and poke of interlocking Venus symbols on her hip that's visible in a few pics of her incredible ass.)

And she UHauled with her partner around August, a stone butch who works on cars for a living. They live in a two bedroom with another roommate, and this girl's sex drive just flatlined like a week into living together. It was, like, a problem, she and her girlfriend were getting in way more fights that weren't about that but were definitely about that. So this girl started digging around for something that could help her get turned on. And that's when she found dykebreaking, and it worked hard.

She started having sex with her partner again, just secretly imagining that she's a man. She'd scroll a bit in the tags on Tumblr to get herself in the mood, and she'd fantasize about someone with a big cock just breaking in and taking her girlfriend's place.

But the hit started to die down just reading the stuff, so she escalated. I believe she DM'd a fair few people, and this was right after I set up this blog, after that first little patch of posts. (Btw probably realistic to expect my posting to be completely sporadic, I fade in and out of the mood to share my conquests with an audience and it's hard to write them when it's not getting me off.)

We talked for a couple days, and she'd been DMing people for over a week, when she decided to step things up a little harder and tell some people she was DMing what city she was in. And, as it happens, we lived pretty conveniently close to each other. You don't even have to change trains on the subway.

She talked about coming over every day. She'd text me after her girlfriend went to sleep to tell me that she'd only been able to cum thinking about sneaking out after and riding my cock. I told her what my address was and she told me that over the next few days she'd been masturbating just looking at it.

And then she showed up at my apartment. No heads up, no planning. I wasn't even home—somebody let her into the building, she was just sitting on the floor by my door, reading our text thread, dressed like she was trying to get raped at a goth club. Doc Martens, black and purple thigh high socks, a pleated black miniskirt, and a flannel held closed with one button over a fishnet top. She did not have a bra on under it. She also really did her makeup—purple lip, eyeliner, etc.

I invited her inside, shut the door, and told her to bend over against the couch. I lifted up her skirt, and confirmed both that she hadn't worn panties and that she'd had her cunt waxed. I've seen enough peeks of bush on her blog to know that that's not normal for her—she really fucking made a cosmetic appointment to prep for showing up unannounced at my home.

I started to finger her, while I asked her about her day. She told me that at work an older man had come in and asked her for help, and she had butterflies in her stomach the whole time she was walking around with him. By the time she got him checked out, she knew she had to get this out of her system that day. Her girlfriend wasn't gonna be home till late so this was the chance.

I made her cum with my fingers a couple times before taking out my cock, and sliding it into her. She screamed. She fucking threw it back, impaling herself on my cock over and over. I grabbed her throat and pulled her up, bending her back. She's very flexible—I've been enjoying taking advantage of that.

She had considered herself a gold star lesbian—she'd had cocks inside her before, but only by rape, which she said didn't count. After I came inside her, I put my fingers in her cunt again, scooped out some cum, and put it in her mouth. Then I asked her how it felt to lose her star, and she said, technically, she hadn't consented to any of that, so she was still in the clear. Hearing that, I pushed her onto her back on the couch, pulled her legs apart, and raped her again.

She's been coming back for a few hours' rape two or three times a week since then. Last Thursday she showed up while I was fucking a girl from the local dyke scene who, it turned out, was good friends with her partner. After I came inside that girl I had her get up on the bed and bent the cheating Tumblr slut over and had her eat the cum out of her girlfriend's friend's pussy. (I haven't written about her yet—it's a tamer story than most of these, but still a good time. She didn't know about my blog, until Tumblr slut told her after that round. Wound up leading to another round.)

I know cheating slut's been looking forward to seeing her story turn up on here. I bet the partner's friend is gonna enjoy it too. Lmk in the comments if you think you know who it is 😘

i hope you recover from internalised feminism

i hope you recover from all those mean, boring feminists telling you what to do

i hope you learn not to feel guilty for wanting to serve men

i hope you learn not to feel guilty for wanting to suck dick

i hope you learn not to feel guilty for wanting to get fücked like a rag doll

i hope you learn to love the feeling of being on your knees again

i hope you learn to love fantasising about getting pregnant and having babies again

i hope you learn to love wanting to be a trad wife, trophy wife, maid, secretary, cook, cleaner (anything where you willingly submit yourself to a man’s natural authority over you)

i hope you feel brave enough to roll your eyes when those mean, boring feminists start running their dumb mouths again

because we know the truth, don’t we, little gender traitor? little pick-me girl?

that you are a hole

to be filled with instructions, cock, and babies

you weren’t meant to do things that are difficult or complicated like those mean, boring feminists say

you were meant to beg for male attention

because being submissive, doing as you’re told, being popular with boys is so much easier

so much more fun

feels so much more true to yourself

forget feminism. edge. get fucked. suck dick. get bred. return to being male property.

those mean, boring feminists lied to you. this is what you were made for.

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dyke-in-recovery

1 month ago

You were raised with cameras always near.

You're one green screen away from being any fantasy for so many tasty cocks!

So what's stopping you?

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dyke-in-recovery

3 months ago

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."

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dyke-in-recovery

5 months ago

making eye contact with ur own self as ur getting ruined in front of a mirror. being held in place and seeing how pathetic and teary u are as they force u to cum on their fingers again and again and u beg and beg them to give u a break but they know ur such a slut that u love it.

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dyke-in-recovery

2 months ago

No more thinking

No more worries

No more ambitions

No more anxiety

No more opinions

You're happier when you're brainless

You're better when you're stupid

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dyke-in-recovery

4 months ago

There is something about what the previous annon said. Following a pretty boy to the bathroom. Making your moves on him making him blush. Pining him on the wall. Making him look at you with his hazy eyes and red cheeks. Forcing a kiss on him. Making his knees tremble. Slowly groping his body, stripping him piece by piece. Licking his neck, kissing his body untill you get to his crotch. Stopping for a little. Looking him up in his watery eyes and demanding him to beg. Beg for your lesbian lips to makeout with his cock. Kissing his manhood tenderly. Making a mess out of him. Slurping all of his prettyboy cum. Pining the note with your phone number with a lesbian pride pin on his underwear. Yk dyke stuff.

-💖

Thats pretty hot!

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dyke-in-recovery

4 months ago

Your blog is messing with me. I'm quite the militant feminist but I fantasize about getting raped by a misogynist till my belly swells. There's something so hot about being knocked up by the man you hate.

The term militant feminist always makes me want to laugh. How "militant" are you really, honey? Can you fight? Could you fight off a man who decided that he wanted to empty his balls into you?

But it's so much funnier when you're touching yourself and dreaming about it. You might argue for women's liberation until you run out of breath, but you're just as breathless when you're imagining making a baby for a man who decided to show you your place. You're "militant" to impress your friends, and then you go home and come your brains out to the thought of pissing a man off until he forces you to make it up to him by giving birth to his next son.

Is this messing with you, sweetcheeks? Are you feeling that familiar little tingle between your thighs that reminds you that you were made to take cum and bear children, whether you want to or not?

Tell me the truth, little feminist - does being talked down to make you angry, or does it just make you want to spread your legs?

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dyke-in-recovery

3 months ago

Orgasm denial through repeated edging activates your hypothalamus where your basic animal need for sex resides. When your hypothalamus is activated, thoughts that cause worry, anxiety, and shame that have been programmed into your prefrontal cortex are effectively muted.

If you have a noisy brain this is one of the best methods to silence it and it also has the delightful added effect of turning you into a brainless, cock-obsessed fucktard.

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