I had one of my first sexual encounters with a straight guy and I got a little mindbroken from it.
[Despite his sexuality this story doesn't include misgen but I still use terms like pussy to describe my hole.]
A profile of an older straight guy messaged me. The first thing you read on his profile is that he likes those who present fem, and that he loved trans guys in particular. I know I shouldn't get excited by that but I do. That along with the fem thing made me ask outright if he was sure he was interested in me because my body is definitely not fem. Dressing fem only highlights how not fem I am.
He was definitely sure. Later when I met him in person I asked what he liked so much about trans guys. At this point he was already feeling up my cunt. He told me its because we have soaking wet pussies... I'm definitely known for that. While T can dry us out some of us are exactly what he described. Hell, someone can probably drill me as my juices funnel into a jar to be kept as lube or something. I've leaked through denim before.
He could have been dodging the question but seeing as how he enjoyed me grinding on his hand towards the end, I don't think he was.
While feeling up my cunt he figured out how easily I cum with my dick being played with. After he realized this, he didn't stop playing with it. The first five orgasms were good but after I got more and more overstimulated.
I am a sub that likes fucking compared to masturbating because I can be pushed beyond what I'm completely comfortable with. The second I put my pussy in the hands of a dom, they have the most possession over it. If they want to keep rubbing me as my moans get deeper and I start squirming more, until I'm shooting blanks, the last thing I want to do is take that from them.
So even though I was getting overwhelmed I didn't tell him to stop. He would thrust into me for a little bit before going back to my dick, moaning as he felt me contract during orgasm, and starting thrusting again.
After a bit of that pattern I felt something poking at my ass and told him he could stick a finger in there. He wanted to stick his dick up there and asked if he could. I love anal but I'm also really tight, so I said maybe but we may stop as soon as we start. He asked if he could take the condom off if we did anal and while I didn't verbally consent I still presented myself to him on the edge of the bed.
I felt him trying to stick it in my ass and realizing that I was too tight. I felt him stick it back in my pussy, without asking.
By this point the main thing I felt was pleasure from being penetrated again. My head was so fuzzy all I wanted was the feeling of dick in my wet cunt. After a few seconds I remembered he didn't have a condom, and asked myself "does it really matter? Just let it happen" from how much I was enjoying the moment. I was able to get my rational brain to pick up and ask him if he put the condom back on, and he told me he didn't but won't cum inside.
I know that precum can make me pregnant, I know stds exist, but I was finally getting consistent thrusting and didn't want it to stop. I reminded myself that I felt a cock ring that was probably being used to keep from orgasm, that he won't cum inside me, even though he's a stranger. Every part of me wanted his dick inside me and by then rationality couldn't win me over.
After a bit we changed back to our prior position where he played with my poor overstimulated dick before fucking my hole again. My voice got lower as I got more overstimulated and he grabbed by leg to hold me still as I continued to cum on his cock.
I eventually told him I was still nervous and wanted the condom back on. He insisted he won't cum inside again and, yes, by this point I knew I was in gray consent territory, and gray consent should default to no consent. After I urged a little more he pulled out and started jerking himself off.
I got closer to him to get into a cuddle position before he reached over my back and continued to finger my pussy and dick. I was exhausted but wanted to let him play with me as much as possible more than anything, so I spread my legs wider to let him.
He used my wetness as lube on his dick, he did this when we first lay down to get himself hard as well. Sticking his fingers into my cunt to feel my wetness on his dick.
As he started getting close he couldn't focus as much on me and, despite going for at least 30 mins, despite being exhausted, I instinctively starting humping his leg. He told me how hot my wetness was before cumming.
After which I cuddled into him to rest. I could feel my upper body twitch a bit from how much I've been thrown through the ringer.
Even about 20 mins later when he let me take a shower I randomly let out small pathetic moans from how euphoric I still felt. Being glad I let myself be tortured through overstimulated to feel this good afterwards.
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got fucked by a guy in the stairwell of his apartment building the other day where anyone could see... he made me strip completely naked and get on my knees on the dirty floor and suck his cock... after he was hard he pulled me up and bent me over on the stairs and held my head down on the cement while he fucked my pussy... i asked him to wear a condom but he took it off halfway through... his balls slapping against my clit echoes through the whole stairwell and he finally came and bred my cunt... then he threw my clothes down the middle of the stairwell so i had to walk all the way down naked and just hope that no one caught me... i went home with bruises on my face and his cum leaking out of me... this is what girls do, right?
quiet, overstimulated “you’re hurting me!” followed by faster, eager thrusts pushing deep and locking fingers with them to pin their hands in place and groaning in their ear about how well their cunts taking it despite
cnc but like, its not about you not wanting it. its about how you dont even get a choice. maybe you would have consented, if asked, but we'll never know because they just didnt care enough to ask. what you think you want is so inconsequential, because its happening to you anyway. this was always going to be the outcome <3
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When you sneak into the royal chambers that night, you weren’t expecting the princess to be passed out. Like, slumped over on her bed, only about halfway into her nightdress. Her position—knees on the floor, bent over at the waist, face pressed into the mattress— made you choke. No one else could see her like this. You rushed over, hands hovering for a moment, unsure of what to do.
You typically just come in to watch, gather details for your fantasies. You’ve never really touched her before—never given yourself permission. You know you’re too indulgent, too likely to give in to temptation. But there she was, with ruddy cheeks and heavy limbs, clearly passed out from drink. You could smell the wine on her breath, vestiges of the night’s festivities. She wasn’t one to indulge on wine, so there must have been some reason she did not want to be sober.
“Overdid it a little, didn’t you Princess?” You breathe as her eyelids flutter and her limbs twitch. She does not awake, not even as you grip her firmly under the arms and pull her to her feet. Your cock is pressed against her back and you groan hoarsely, loud in her ear, but still she does not wake.
It’s not like you planned for her skirts to ride up while you tried to put her to rights. It just happened. And she’s not wearing anything underneath. You can smell her wetness and before you think to stop yourself, you have her on her back, skirts bunched at her hips and your hands holding her knees apart. The moment is lost as you stare at her pussy, just imagining how hot it must be inside. You couldn’t do that of course. You had to think of her virtue or honor or something like that. It was hard to think, but you had enough wits about you to think better of following through on that particular thought. No, you couldn’t even touch her pussy. It would be too tempting to bury your cock inside and breed—
With a rough inhale, you drop her knees too quickly. Unnerved, you glance up to her face—but she still sleeps. You release your breath, almost amused at her persistent unconsciousness. You run your fingers daringly along her legs and up to her thighs, gently squeezing her soft flesh to see if she would wake.
She didn’t.
Maybe if you just. Maybe if you just use a different hole, that would be fine. Right? Like, if you just put it in her mouth or her ass or something, that wouldn’t be stealing her virtue. And she’s not even awake right now, so no harm done. Just once, you could see what it felt like and like, not come inside, and that would be fine.
You hadn’t really even convinced yourself entirely before you were turning her over onto her stomach, repositioning her head so she could breathe properly. She’s so out of it, she barely stirs. You push her skirts out of the way again, petting her hair tenderly. The poor thing must really have been drinking a lot. Even as you frowned in pity, you realized this meant you could go about this properly. With a squeeze of her ass cheek, you left the bed and knelt to pull a small box from underneath it. This box had featured in a number of your fantasies, as it was something you had seen her use before. You knew it held at least a toy and hoped you might find—
Yes, a bottle of lubricant. And underneath it a single condom. You glanced around the room, almost suspicious of your luck. This was good. This was very good. You could replace the condom, surely. It would be better after all if you used one. For her virtue, you reasoned.
Finding the lube solidified the reality that you were really were going to put your cock in her ass. Before it was a passing desire, a ridiculously hot fantasy. Before you could convince yourself you wouldn’t really do it, not with a dry cock in a virgin asshole. But now… now you were prodding her tight hole with a lubed up finger, surprising yourself when it slipped in to the first knuckle.
It was hot inside and so fucking tight, it made you lightheaded. You let your mind race as you gently coaxed your finger deeper, wiggling it to help her loosen up. Your other hand palmed your dick through your clothes, mentally comparing it to the tightness of her ass. She was taking your finger well, thanks to the drink relaxing her body. You added a second finger eagerly, pressing a soft moan out of her. You stilled, trying not to lose yourself in the feeling, unsure if the sound meant she was waking. But she did not stir. You scissored your fingers gently, listening. She moaned breathily, almost a sigh.
With those sweet sounds you could almost convince yourself that she was enjoying it, the dirty girl. Heat pulsed low in your stomach as you fingered her tight asshole, listening to her occasional grunts and sighs. You rolled the condom on your dick with your free hand, messily spreading some lube on it while you watched your fingers disappear inside her. She let out little puffs of air and her face seemed even more flushed.
At last you pulled your fingers free with a wet sound and a groan, stroking your cock before pressing the tip to her asshole. It gave way slowly as you sank into her tight, heat. God, it was dizzying. The head of your cock disappeared as her asshole took you in, spreading sweetly for you. Her body stayed limp despite the intrusion, almost as if it were used to taking cock. The thought had you rocking into her, taking permission from her pliant body. Surely she was enjoying it, you reasoned, and that meant it was okay to go a little faster. To fuck a little deeper.
The world narrowed to the space you were fucking. The world consisted only of you fucking her ass. Her moans were more frequent now, pressed out of her as you thrust with quiet insistence. The wetness between you increases, easing the slide of your dick in her ass. With your cock still inside her, you rock her onto her side and lift her right leg. Her cunt is slick. If you didn’t know better, you would say the Princess was getting wet from having her ass fucked in her sleep.
The thought had you reaching down to test it before you could think better of it. Hooking her knee over your shoulder, you freed your hands to inspect her. The Princess was wet from being fucked in the ass. In fact, a trail of cum had dribbled down onto the mattress. The feeling of the slick under your fingers chased away what little self control you were clinging to. Your fingers pressed into her pussy before you could remember the rules you set yourself before starting. You weren’t fucking her pussy, so it was okay, you reasoned. You were just helping her feel good while she made you feel so good. Yes, that was it. You toy with her clit as well for good measure before sliding two fingers back inside her slick heat. It wasn’t long before you were fingering her in time with your thrusts, curling into her g-spot to make her tighten around your cock. When her pussy tightened like a vice around your fingers, you buried your cock deep in her ass, unloading inside without a single thought beyond her holes.
A breathless moment passed with your cock twitching and pulsing. Part of your brain was grateful for the condom, considering you hadn’t meant to come inside. Or maybe you had meant to from the moment you saw the condom and knew you could get away with it. As you come down from the high, you realize you are murmuring apologies to the Princess while you continue to finger her cunt.
“I’m sorry Princess, you just felt so good inside. I couldn’t help it. Your body is just so warm and wet, you see? I couldn’t help myself. Not when your cunt tightened like that, you know I couldn’t resist.”
You’re still hard when you ease yourself out of her ass and remove the condom one handed. The other stayed where it was, as if you were unable to remove your fingers. It’s just so wet, she must have really enjoyed having her ass fucked by you.
“You’ll forgive me right, Princess? Since I made you feel so good…”
You’re fucking her hard now with two fingers, intoxicated by the sounds her body Is making. Addicted to the little moans and sighs she makes in her sleep.
You glanced around the room again, all too aware of how close your bare cock was to her dripping holes. It’s painfully hard, straining forward and leaking. Cautiously, you pushed your hips forward until your brushed the shaft against her. You moaned, rocking forward to spread her pussy lips apart with your length. Just rubbing against it, you told yourself. Just getting your dick wet so you can jerk one off and come one more time. Just one more time before you go.
It's the perfect plan, you tell yourself. She is soaked and you need something to wet your dick with… you wouldn’t want it to be too dry. It needs to be good and wet so you can jerk it hard and swift and give her your cum. Respectfully, of course. You turn her completely on her back, sliding your cock repeatedly against her wetness. It’s like a compliment to come on her tits or her face or her ass. It’s a show of devotion that you can’t put your dick away. You just need to get it wet and then you can come. Using her slit just made the most sense, right? With your dick so close and with all that slickness available.
“I’m just going to put the tip in, Princess.” You tell her, making up your mind suddenly. There wasn’t another condom, but that was alright. You weren’t actually going to fuck it, you were just going to put the head in and see how warm it was. See if her pussy likes it as much as her ass did.
There’s no resistance and you slide halfway in without meaning to, choking on your own breath at the dizzying quickness. Unlike her tight asshole, her cunt was actually made for fucking and welcomed a cock inside. You had pushed further than you meant to—as you told yourself, you had only wanted to press the tip in. You would have pulled out after a few moments. After all, this is the Princess. You’re not supposed to be fucking her royal cunt, you’re not even supposed to look at her.
But, you tell yourself, you’re already inside. You can probably get away with fucking it a little bit. You won’t come inside, of course, that’s not allowed. But-- you begin thrusting shallowly—you can always just fuck it a little bit.
“I’m sorry Princess, I’m just going to keep my cock warm just for a moment,” you say, even as you push a little deeper and listen for her sigh of pleasure. “Don’t you worry, I won’t be long.”
She takes cock well, your little Princess. Your length disappears inside and you release your own moan, barely suppressing your own pleasure any more. She’s not going to wake up, clearly. Her body is enjoying the activities, even if she is unaware of them. There’s nothing wrong with taking your pleasure too.
You huff out a chuckle as you settle in with deep, firm thrusts. Her cunt draws you in, squeezing and milking your length like it was meant for this. “And it is, isn’t it, Princess? You’ve got a lovely cunt made for fucking.
“You don’t mind that I’m using it, do you Princess? I’m sure you don’t mind. Besides, it’s okay—I’m not going to come inside.”
Your thrusts pick up and you grab a handful of her ass, lifting her hips slightly as you thrust harder. “I’m not going to breed this tight little pussy, I’m not. I won’t come inside, I’m just going to fuck it until I’m ready, okay? I’m not gonna breed you, your highness. I’m not going to press my cock deep inside when I come so you take it all.
“You wouldn’t mind though if I did, right? It’s just your pussy feels so good, Princess. I don’t know if I can pull out in time. I’m just going to keep going okay? I’m just going to fuck it hard until I come, okay? I’m sorry Princess, but we should have known it would be too good to pull out. Besides, it’s like a compliment right? This is where the cum is supposed to go. Right, Princess? We want to breed you properly, can’t let it go to waste. Don’t worry, it’ll feel good, I promise.”
if you didn't want to be poured over the arm of the couch with your shorts below your ass and your beer still in your hand and your buddy cursing & drunk & struggling to pop his tip into your easy little hole and then bottoming out & sobbing with pleasure & pounding louder than the tv and whispering oh my god oh my god and losing his load deep inside you and spilling extra ropes over your cheeks & holes & tdick and then panicking & cleaning you up & moving you back to the cushion so you'd never even know he betrayed you then maybe you shouldn't have fallen asleep during boys' night hmm?????
It starts off casual, we all smoke and watch a shitty movie while chatting, a few drinks here and there. I'm at ease but still sober enough to be aware of everything.
You don't want me fully intoxicated, you want me to remember this.
I'm sitting in your lap when the conversation starts to drift and a couple people complain about being bored.
"I have something for that" you say. Then suddenly I feel your hands pushing at my waistband, I squirm and look at you, confused.
Then, as if planned, your friends hold me down while you slowly strip me. I protest and struggle the whole time but I'm no match for a group. I whimper and start to cry as you spread my boycunt with your fingers. Someone gropes my chest and another person pulls out their camera to get a good shot.
"I think he can keep us entertained for a while" you say cheerfully, starting to firmly rub my tdick, getting me wet and ready for your friends cocks.
You hold me as each of your friends takes their turn raping my tight hole, spilling their seed deep in me, continuously stroking my cock making me helplessly moan and cum at my rape.
I'm so full of cum that it leaks and dribbles out, i fully give up my feeble struggles, going limp and brainless.
Then it's your turn.
You bend me over the coffee table, and fuck me slowly in front of everyone, draining the last ounce of dignity from me.
"beg to cum on my cock, beg to cum and put on a show like a good boy" you whisper in my ear, your thrusts getting faster as you climax.
And I beg, what else can I do? I cum harder than ever before with all those eyes on me. And it's not really rape if I like it, right?
I'm the centerpiece of the evening now, I realize.
I don't actually care for impregnation but it would be really really fun to scare someone with it. Especially someone who can't get pregnant. Just threaten you with it over and over until you start to feel a little crazy because you're getting a real twinge of fear about something that can't happen every time I finish unprotected. Yeah, definitely can't really. I'm just really committed to making you beg for me to pull out, making you say you're not on birth control, hitting me uselessly while I use you undeterred to get off without giving a single shit about how an unplanned pregnancy would ruin your life -- the fear just feels so real, doesn't it? ☺️ I just don't think pregnancy scare should be gatekept by reality, and besides you "can't" get pregnant anyway so what's the harm? Sorry, I mean can't. Definitely no quotes there. Totally safe. It's no risk so I don't even need this rubber!
I'm impregnating your ass with a strap and you're crying and sobbing and pleading for me to pull out, clawing at the bed for escape while I pin you down and moan about how close you're getting me to cumming inside you. And you're so scared that I almost feel bad. You see?
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dragon lying on her side with a wry smile on her face as her hips steadily rise and fall, tail swishing with each lift and drop
the missing princess is nowhere to be seen but the constant stream of “oh god oh god it’s too big i can’t it won’t fit please be gentle make me yours i want it give me your clutch” coming from under the dragon’s wing is a possible indicator of something happening
girl who convinces me to take an edible before she takes my virginity. we both know i’m too tight to take her normally, and it’ll help me calm down anyways. when it kicks in, she lays me down, spreads my legs and fondles my cunt for a minute while she spits on her cock to lube it up. i try to stay relaxed while i get ready for her to finally penetrate my cunt for the first time, but by the time i feel her pushing into my ass it’s too late and i’m too stoned to do anything other than moan like the bitch i am. if i’m lucky, she rubs my clit while she pounds into my ass. if i’m super lucky? she slaps it instead
thinking about him wearing the harness under his jeans when we go out while i'm stuffed with his dick the whole time. grinding and teasing one other while we dance and drink and talk to people. the further the night goes the harder it is to keep our hands off one another and before i know it im bent over the bathroom sink and he's practically ripping my pants off my hips, attaching the harness to his dick, and fucking drilling into me so hard my knees are banging into the cabinets beneath the sink, puching whiney moans out me that anyone in the hallway would hear over the music playing through the whole building. mm him tell me to touch myself while he holds my head up to make me watch him ruin me in the mirror. the way my eyes are lidded and pupils blown so wide my eyes almost look black in the dim lighting, my lips red from being kissed and bitten. the way my lips part when i moan from him hitting all the right spots and the how i finally matched the rhythm of him fuckng me to my hand rubbing over my dick. practically melting into the counter when i cum, legs shaking while my hand still furiously rubs over my cock and he's still fucking me almost at a punishing pace. hnnngh maybe i'd cum again, feeling him gripping my hips to keep me in the position he wants me as my legs give out. nothing but moans and pleasepleasepleasegodfuuuckdontstopdontstop spilling from my mouth all breathlessly.
someone so intent on fucking your holes they dont even act like they can hear you, forcing themselves on top of you, pushing their cock in, fucking hard and grunting into your ear. It's so easy for them to use you, you say no, beg them to stop, but they dont even tell you to be quiet, dont put their hand over your mouth, nothing. You're an object to them, your words dont matter. All they care about is that you feel good on their cock
I was naked in bed, drifting off to sleep. @english-gentleman was lying besides me playing games on his phone. I’d asked if he’d suffocate me again and he’d “hmmm”’d in response. I was aware he wanted to fuck me before he fell asleep but we both knew I didn’t need to be awake for that.
So I wasn’t expecting him to haul me out of my comfy blanket burrito and position me sitting on the side of my bed, legs dangling down the side. I was chilly so he draped the blanket around my shoulders. Then the plastic bag came down over my head, bundled in his hand and held closed tightly around my throat.
I’d asked for this. I loved it, staring up in his eyes through the hazy plastic, each breath bringing the bag closer to my face as the air ran out. Then it got difficult to breath, I shook my head emphatically. “Please,” I pleaded. “I cant.”
“Sshhh,” he whispered in response. “Two more breaths.”
So, for him, I fought through two more breaths. He let go of the bag, creating a small gap for fresh air. “Take five breaths then you go back in.”
Five breaths wasn’t nearly enough but that’s all I got before the bag was wrapped around my head. Looking up into his eyes, breathing in, breathing out, as it got harder and harder. When my lungs started burning and I couldn’t take it anymore, I whispered a plea and got the same instruction: take two more breaths.
When he let me out this time, I took slow, deep breaths, trying to get the most out of the fresh air I was finally being allowed. That was too slow for him so after four breaths, he pulled the bag down over my head again.
We repeated this with four or five times. With each repetition, I got more and more desperate, my lungs burning, my eyes going hazy, time slowed down. At one point, I was stroking his cock with my hands as I stared at him through the bag. He remained calm, telling me I had enough air, I could do this for him, sometimes making me suffer two more breaths before he let me out, sometimes three.
And just when I was at the tip of breaking down, just when I thought this would never end, he ripped the bag off my head, pushed me back and slid into my very wet cunt.
I was light headed and so grateful to be able to breath, so grateful that he was fucking me. Being fucked is my favourite thing but the sensations were amplified in my hazy mind. So when he asked, mid fuck, if I wanted the plastic bag again, I hesitated. First I shook my head no but when he asked if I was sure, I felt myself nod.
The bag was on my head again. Still tight around my neck but it was looser around my head so it took much longer for me to feel the effects of having my air limited. Daddy was fucking me hard and I could sink into that, almost forgetting the bag for a while. Even when it started getting difficult, I didn’t complain, enjoying the fucking too much. So when I did start to plea, I was already struggling quite a lot, already on the brink of panic. But his response to my begging was short and rough: “the bag stays on until I cum.”
My cunt clenched and my mind turned off. I was his fuckhole. I was desperate for air but his desire to cum superseded that. I tried to focus on his cock inside me, tried to ignore my need for air. I could feel him getting close, but I could also feel my panic build as it got harder and harder to breathe. And, again, just as I reached my limit and began to thrash in panic, he came inside me and yanked the bag off me.
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Getting coaxed into trying dick by a friend, being told they'll be so, so gentle and go slowly so I can get used to it, promising me they'll take care of me, that I'll be safe, only for my friend to immediately bottom out in my cunt and pound into my poor cervix while whispering the grossest, most humiliating things into my ear the second my pants are off
not to be on my bullshit before 7am but “we shouldn’t be doing this” sex will always be the hottest… like the gradual progression from juuuust making out to desperate dry humping to one of you stripping a layer off and it’s all still okay because it’s not going inside right? you just wanna feel them better, until both layers come off and there’s nothing separating your bodies. just the tip turning into one slow deep thrust.