Unbetitelt

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If you become excited from humiliation, disrespect. Or

If you touch yourself to thoughts of being degrading… to be being treated a little less then. Or

If you rub to fantasies or porn that betrays your own values. Or

If you edge to darker kinks then you admit openly to those around you. Or

If you feel wet now as you realize this describes you and your latent addiction. Or

If you loop this over and over each time you open tumblr. Or

If you are just on tumblr right now reading this sentence.

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I didn't even react to his last message. But I find myself coming back to his text .. 🙈

Please help me decide what to do.

it opens with everyone competing to see how many times they can thrust into him in a minute, which like: they’re just treating him like a tool to get off with? Like a little game? Love it. Also it’s one guy in charge giving orders to a few others who are then fucking the tboy, which is a dream. I love that kind of layered sub/dom dynamic. It’s unclear but I’m pretty sure some of the gangbangers are nb/trans as well which we love some trans on trans fucked up sex.

and the main guy is making fun of how fucked out the tboy looks, bc he’s already got 2 loads in him, and just kind of gently pulls his head up by the hair to show off his whimpering face. The whole dynamic is that they’re friends out of kink but also there’s casual loving degradation & humiliation??? like they’re hydrating and rubbing the tboy’s back while also using his holes. dream. I need someone to lovingly call me a fucktoy.

and THEN it’s the tboy getting instructions on how to best suck everyone’s dicks, and the main guy is ordering the others around and saying who’s turn it is, and talking down to the tboy when he isn’t doing it right. And the tboy is just so desperate to serve everyone!!!

Shit. You guys won't let me off the hook, will you? 😅 Ok, I'll tell you.

So, as I said before, when I got to her place, first thing my mam did was to introduce me to her new guy with my deadname as her daughter and we basically started fighting from there on.

First of all, I didn't even know that she had a new boyfriend or that he already lived with her. I thought it would just be us this weekend. Most of the time she is a little less mean to me when it's just the two of us. But when other people are around she just has this constant need to berate and belittle me. I don't know if that's her idea of what mothering looks like?

Anyways, she went on and on about how I never call, not even for Christmas (I was away and she was at work mind you) or New Years and how I don't care about her (the feeling is very much mutual) and how she doesn't like how I dress or talk or anything. And at that point I had enough, because I can never do right by her. When I dressed more feminine in my teens she would always kind of slut shame me. And now that I dress more casual / masculine / 'modest' it's also not right.

Sorry for ranting about that part, but it really grinds my gears. Especially because I have no power to hit back against her. So I feel the only thing I can do to make her life as miserable as she is making mine is to break her up with her boyfriend. Mind you, I don't know the guy and it's not his fault that my mam is a bitch but if her tasted in men hasn't changed since I moved out, he is a bag of shit as well.

So my mam works nightshifts as a nurse and at some point it comes up that she has to work this evening, so the easiest way to throw a wrench in her relationship, in my mind is just hooking up with her man and leave evidence of it. Right?

So I wait for her to go to work in the early evening, then cook some dinner for him and myself, getting some tomato sauce on my clothes in the process. Because of that I change into some old stuff I still had at my mam's place - a white crop top and some tight grey leggings from my yoga phase. I leave my binder and boxershorts with my other clothes since they'd just get in the way of my plan. I feel somewhat naked, but he doesn't seem to notice at first.

We proceed to have dinner on the sofa in front of the TV. He put on one of those old 90's movies that are basically soft porn. When we're done eating I lean slightly against him and scroll through pictures on my phone, making sure to stop a little longer whenever there is a nude of me on the screen. I think he looked over to me once or twice but he might thought it would be inappropriate to look for to long. I am supposed to be his 'step daughter' now after all.

So I change tactics a little and watch the movie with him, trying to figure out if he is into anything particular that happens in the film. And I notice him shifting a little bit whenever there's this one actress on the screen that's pregnant in the story. In one scene she's undressing completely and taking a bath and it's shot very erotically, and I can see a little bulge grow in his grey sweatpants.

I think that's my chance, so I start talking about how beautiful she looks and how pregnant women always have that special kind of glow to them. And he agrees wholeheartedly.

I tell him ,in a very innocent way, that I can't wait to be a Mommy myself one day, that I'm a little concerned that I may run out of time before I will. At 24 I should already have at least one or two kids, but boys these days only ever want to fuck around instead of starting a family.

And it works, he is getting hard now real fast.

He says something along the lines of I should go for a real man, not a boy if I want a family.

I answer that I don't know a lot of men, the ones I do are already married and I don't even know if they would be interested in me anyways.

He says I'm pretty, that I should wait. One day there would come a man who will make me happy. But I don't want to wait anymore, I tell him. I want Babies and I want them now. I would take care of them on my own, I just needed a guy to be brave enough, kind enough to help me out.

He puts a hand on my leg and rubs it slowly. I've got him hooked. All that talk of getting bred has made me hot as well, my nipples are hard and there is a dark spot on my leggings where my pussy is pressed against the fabric.

'You can not tell your Mother..' I nod. He gently runs a finger over the spot and I moan pleasurable.

'You really want that, huh?'

I nod again. 'Yes, please. Make me a Mommy.', I say as I take off the crop top and climb on his lap, grinding my pussy against his dick.

That's all that it needs. In the next second we make out sloppily like hormone driven teenager, in the one after we get undressed as fast as we can, in the third he lines up his cock with my hole and I push down on him. I ride him, while he squeezes my tits, telling me how cute they going to look once they're filled and heavy with milk, until he can't hold back any longer and pushes me down to the ground, where he fucks into me like we're just two feral animals.

After I take his load I tell him how amazing that felt and that I want to go again. So he fucks me doggystyle on the couch until I squirt all over it and the fluffy rug beneath and he fills me up with his baby batter. Then we go to bed.

The next morning I wake him with a quick blowjob. When he tells me he is close I beg him to shoot his hot cum into my needy pussy again and he does. I leave shortly after, checking if the sofa is still wet (it was), I 'hide' the guys boxershorts between the pillows. My Mam will get it, if she finds it. If not I will text one of them a picture of a positive pregnancy test in the next weeks. 😈💕

Hey don't worry anon, you can always DM me if you want. Don't be shy, I only bite a little bit. 😉

I think another thing I can recommend is just sending nudes when strangers ask you to. For me it made me way more comfortable in my own body. It's super validating to know random people jerk to it.