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An ode to dicks

In my life, I have been fortunate enough to interact with a wide variety of dicks. And, the truth is, I love dicks. Dicks are magical. They come in so many shapes, so many sizes, and I appreciate every single one of them. It is unfortunate that with so many varieties, so few types are held in high esteem. And so I present to you, my love letter to dicks.

Long dicks, you get inside me so deeply that I feel inconceivably full, and I love it. Completely unable to wriggle away, I’m caught in your internal grasp. Watching a hand play with you is mesmerizing, your length accentuated by each stroke. Your face-slapping potential is unspeakable.

Short dicks, my mouth longs for you. You’re the perfect size to give that so-sweet feeling of a mouth completely filled, without the gagging and asphyxia that stops the fun all too often. I can have all of you inside me and still feel your cum shooting into the back of my throat in lovely ribbons. A perfect puzzle piece, my perfect fit.

Thick dicks, you overwhelm me. Feeling my insides stretch over you is bliss. Your girth astounds me, befuddles me, pushes away my understanding of what is possible and what is not.

Thin dicks, my hands and my mouth adore your every curve, your every soft surface. I can give you the attention you deserve in meticulous detail, obsessing over all parts of you, paying attention where it matters most. My ass longs for your presence, filling me to the perfect level of comfort and pleasure.

Dicks that harden easily, you are always there when called upon. You are a consistent companion, a reliable enjoyment. You fill my bed with regular and much-loved delights.

Dicks that are mostly soft, you are a beautiful surprise. You open the doors for other pleasures of the body to be explored, for new experiences rarely sought but twice as worth it as those readily apparent. And when you blossom, you delight me with your rare treat.

Showers, you hang with majesty, letting me see and contemplate exactly what i have to look forward to. You remind me of your strength and fortitude with your sheer presence.

Growers, your mystery intoxicates me. Witnessing your transformation fills me with wonderment, like magic right before my eyes. I keep coming back just to see it happen again and again. I’m mesmerized by you in any state, bewildered by your ability to engorge.

Uncut dicks, your function is insurpassible. Either safely tucked away or lovingly stimulated by soft skin flowing over your head, your natural advantages are incomparable. Watching your head become rhythmically consumed and displayed entrances me.

Cut dicks, you stand proud and ready, your curves on full display for me to pore over, lust over, admire. I feel your every ridge inside me, as close to me as they can be, unincumbered.

Dicks that climax quickly, I can take my time getting to you, and spend my attention on teasing, giving gentle pleasure, kissing crooks and crevices of the body that are starved for attention and elated to receive it. You are reliable and strong. When the time comes, I have you exactly where I want you, exactly when it is desired.

Dicks that take time to climax, I can enjoy your abilities at length, knowing that time is ours and we can take all of it we’d like. My parts feel kindred with yours, your stamina fits perfectly with mine. We can find new pleasure in starting, stopping starting again, going outside of the standard script and writing our own.

Trans dicks, you are remarkable and praiseworthy. As you grow and develop from your clitoral beginnings you become something the likes of which the world has never seen. You are real, you are courageous, you are beautiful, and I want to adore you as you should be adored.

There is no best dick. There is no worst dick. Size matters, shape matters, as much as the shape and size of any tool can matter: it all depends on what it’s fitting in to, what it’s purpose is, whose hands it is in, and how lovingly it is used.

Love your dick. Love yourself.

Today, I finally tried putting on my recently acquired strap-on. I had never owned or worn one before now.

I immediately felt so powerful as soon as I put it on. I thought I was going to laugh from feeling slightly ridiculous, but I didn’t. I almost can’t describe it, but…when I looked at myself in the mirror, a smile crept across my face and I knew, in that moment, that this is something I truly want. A true sexual desire that I am longing to fulfill. I am very much looking forward to pegging a guy, for the first time ever, next month.

Also, someone had previously requested a pic of the strap-on (but I can’t remember who — sorry! 😓), so this is for you! ☺️💕

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Mike walked to the entrance of the futa school. He was told to dress normally. He’d meet the headmistress once he arrived

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