Imagine, it's so hot in your apartment so you decided to sleep without anything on. It's that hot that you have flung all of the covers to the end of the bed and are spread-eagle, face down on the mattress, blissfully asleep. Then, your beautiful, desperate boyfriend wakes up before you, staring at you like you're water in the desert and he slowly traces the line of your spine. He doesn't stop there, he likes the way your thighs are spread, revealing your pretty pussy to the cooling air. At first he just stares at the junction of your thighs, his hands massaging the globes of your ass and he watches the way your body shifts in your sleep. He bites his lip as he lets his hand wander lower, fighting back a moan as he cups your bare pussy. He leans further down, using one hand to spread your ass cheeks whilst his other hand releases your pussy only to brush his thumb across your clit, enjoying the way your body jolted in your sleep. He does it again, your lips becoming slick with your need and he wonders how long he can explore your beautiful, naked body before you wake up.
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Got high and suddenly got hit with the urge to write a smut between a vampire queen and a fae warrior queen, who definitely shows her centuries of experience in making people submit đ
A/N: Itâs not exactly nuns, but itâs some kind of priestess, so thereâs that.
Repent for your sins
Fem!fae x vampire fem!reader || dom/sub dynamic, bondage, (light) sadomasochism || tw: blood, religious guilt???
You arrived to her church at the time she ordered, your legs shaking and your jacket barely covering your naked body. She was wearing her priestess attire, and you cursed yourself for finding it so arousing. She didnât have to say anything, her pointy ears twitched a single time before you were on the move, already knowing where she wanted you. She floated behind you, or maybe she walked, but the ethereal air around her body made everything feel⌠magical.
It took her seconds to have you in position. She tied you to a cross, your arms and legs fully apart while she checked you up and down. The smirk on her lips talked of promised sins, and you couldnât wait. She walked around you, not saying anything, not touching anything, just building the anticipation while you tried not to shiver under her molten eyes. The charm of her aura was intoxicating, and with each passing second, her fae nature made her smell stronger, hunger prickling inside of you.
The soft plea that left your lips only amused her, but got you what you wanted: her hands on you. She wasnât soft. She wasnât careful. Her nails left traces of blood on her path, and her bites were painful and drawing blood at parts. You craved it. You needed it. She pinched, groped, and slowly tortured your sinful body while her soft-spoken prayers surrounded the room in an aura of mysticism.
By the time her hand found your soaked pussy, you were ready to beg. âPlease, goddess,â you whispered, blood tears falling down your cheeks while you stared at the priestess of your dreams. You wanted to be good for her. Good to her. You wanted her to have every part of your soul. To own you. To do everything she wanted with you.
âMy blood would fill your insides, and you will repent,â she pronounced very slowly, her hand still playing with your clit. You opened your mouth, wanting to beg, but you were just answered by spit. Directly onto your tongue. The whole thing was so hot you moaned out loud, swallowing compulsively while she smirked down at you. The ethereal glow around her fae body shining brighter than the sun, making your eyes water while she continued her slow torture on your pussy.
She approached her own wrist to her mouth, and with a carefully planned bite, blood was running down her arm. She pushed it up, until it was right on top of your head, and you opened your mouth wide, trying to catch it. It was making a mess all over your face and chest, but you didnât care about it. She tasted like ambrosia. You needed more. You needed all.
And the second the words ârepent for your sinsâ left her mouth, you were shaking on your restrains, your whole body shaking with the intensity of your orgasm. Your mouth was open wide, and her blood was still dripping down your chin. The whole thing was so filthy, you couldnât hold your eyes open anymore.
âI repent,â you whispered when your consciousness came back to your body. She helped you off the cross, rubbing balm against your sore extremities and kissing your forehead, blood still covering your front.
You love your werewolf!boyfriend more than anything⌠but dealing with him during his ruts is a nightmare. The first night is fine. You always plan ahead, making sure his side of the bed is stocked up with water and snacks, but the second day is a lot harder.
You wake up with his hard leaky cock between your thighs, humping shamefully against your pussy as he whimpers in your ear. Heâs such a large creature, thick corse fur rubbing against your back and large paws kneading at your chest.
Midday isnât any better. While you try and focus on chores you can hear him whimpering on the sofa, your dirty panties pressed against his nose as he pumps his aching cock. Heâll keep whining until you put down the broom and crawl between his thighs so he can knot your throat and give your poor pussy a break.
But nighttime is the worst. After youâre freshly showered and in bed heâll force himself between your legs, smacking his hard cock against your pussy. You whine, trying to push him off of you but he doesnât budge, he just noses at your throat, breathing you in as he humps against you. You donât say anything as the pulsing tip of him nudges your panties to the side and presses against your hole. Youâre so sore, cunt aching from the never ending stretch that comes from taking his knot- but he needs you! Youâre going to deny your loving boyfriend? If the roles were reversed heâd happily let you use him, so technically you owe him⌠its not like youâre fighting him, just whimpering and sighing softly as he pushes into you with whines of his own pushing past his lips.
You never thought you would get mixed up in familial dramas, yet here you are⌠between two heaving werewolves⌠who just so happen to be brothers fighting for your attention.
You slept with a striking werewolf you met at the bar, his inky black hair shimmered in the dingy bar as he wooed you. His smile was sharp and his hands were rough- of course you took him home.
A week later you woke up in a strangers bed. His hair was that same shade of black, you vaguely remembered it being soft under your fingers as you pulled his hair. And god, your body was absolutely covered with bite marks and still blooming hickeys. You looked like a mess while leaving his room, your hangover pounding at the back of your skull as you walked down the hallway in small clumsy steps.
Everything was fine in that moment. Sure you were still trying to figure out the lapses in your memory, and sure you felt like youâve been hit by a truck, but how could your morning possibly get worse? Oh yeah! When you walked into the kitchen you locked eyes with the man you fucked the week before. âFuck. My. Life.â
They didnât blame you, not even for a second. But they sure as hell blamed one another, so to say youâre shocked to have ended up where you are now is an understatement.
Your life from then on out left you sleepless, achy and constantly drenched in cum. Theirs, yours, both. You didnât go a day without cumming, and honestly? You really didnât mind.
Yesterday they lapped at your sweet cunt for hours, shifting midway through to taste you better, their tongues covering the entirety of your pussy.
Tonight theyâre taking turns stretching you on their knots and stuffing you full of their cum. You donât entirely smell like them and that just wont do. What if you end up fucking another man? They knew you were a little too easy when it came to werewolf cock, theyâre just making sure everyone else knows that too.
alien gf who finds human customs confusing. particularly the fact that u wear clothes.
she doesnât understand why every other creature on earth is allowed to display their natural form, but humans have to cover theirs up. no matter how many times u explain, she hates that u do it, especially in private when itâs just u two.Â
thatâs why she makes it a habit to undress u whenever the opportunity arises. she never does it slowly, methodically, or sensually. itâs always hurried and desperate.Â
sheâs obsessed with ur body when it's fully uncovered and at her mercy. and ur equally as obsessed with the way her hands caress ur naked form in a frenzy.Â
the way she hungrily feels ur curves always lights ur body on fire. the harsh squeezes she gives to ur ass and tits instantly make u needy.
when she dips her hand between your dampened thighs, u start to agree that clothes are nothing but an inconvenience âŚ
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Your âMonster with a thick cock that uses you as a fleshlightâ post has me HORNYYY
Like, the alien just doesnât care for much privacy when it comes to keeping you on it. Itâs got you snug on it in meetings, while they sleep, when theyâre eating. Even if theyâre not moving you, they canât stand to take you off for even a second
Uuuughhh please I need alien dick NOW
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Alien!Capturer who: cannot stand not being buried in your hole. Itâs the best thing theyâve ever felt and feels like they need your slick warmth on them at all times.
Alien!Capturer who: keeps you in their lap during meetings, softy and absent minded thrusting up into you as they talk in a language you canât understand but donât need to. All you need to do is sit pretty.
Alien!Capturer who: shows of their human to their friends, making you make certain noises by touching you or thrusting a specific way, bragging and showing you off as you stay stretched around their impossibly thick cock.
Alien!Capturer who: unloads in you over and over again, not giving your hole a break even as they soften for a little bit. You never have to wait long before theyâre rutting into you from behind and making your thighs shake all over again.
Alien!Capturer who: will keep you in their lap even during feeding time, thrusting up hard into you just so your mouth will open so they can gently guide food in.
Alien!Capturer who: is so obsessed with their pretty human they canât stand to pull away even to sleep, hugging you close like a teddy bear while giving soft and shallow thrusts as you both fall asleep, only to wake up with them still in you the next morning.
Living the most blissful existence of being an alienâs most beloved cock pet<3
After midnight a heavy knock rattled the door. You opened it to find a massive werewolf standing there, fur dark and thick, golden eyes locked on you. Before you could speak he stepped inside, lifted you, and carried you to the bedroom. You scream and try to push him off of you but he doesnât budge. He lays you down on the bed just noses at your throat, breathing you. You donât say anything and watch himâhis movements. Heâs hugeâevery part of him. His hand alone spans the whole base of your skull. He tore your nightdress open, spread your legs. Without warning he buries his tongue between your legs, licking a long, slow stripe from your entrance up to your clit. He groans against your skin, the vibration making your hips twitch. His tongue pushes inside you, fucking you shallowly while his nose rubs your clit. You gasp as he sucks your clit hard, two fingers sliding into your pussy without resistance. He curls them, stroking your inner walls while his tongue works your sensitive nub. Your hands grip the edge of the table as pleasure builds fast. He stays on his knees between your spread thighs, his fingers still buried deep inside your pussy as he looks up at you with that intense stare. He adds a third finger without warning, stretching you wider. His thumb circles your clit while he pumps his fingers in and out. You bite your lip, hips rocking against his hand despite yourself. The pressure builds fast while you're moaning like a slut. He pulls his fingers out and slaps your pussy lightly, making you jolt. He stands and yanks you up from the bed, bending you over the table. His hand presses between your shoulder blades, keeping you pinned. His cock slaps against your ass, already hard. He growls, rubbing the head of his cock through your folds. Your cunt is aching to be filled and stretched by his knot. He gave your pussy a hard spank before shoving his thick cock straight inside in one thrust. He's fucking you hard against the table, each thrust making the wood creak. His hand grips your hip while the other reaches around to rub your clit. You gasped as he fucked you deep and fast, his claws gripping your hips while his knot swelled and locked inside you. As much as you wanna deny, he's breeding you and to be honest it's exactly what you need right now. He doesn't stop until you're shaking and clenching around him, your orgasm hitting hard. He follows right after, flooding your pussy with his own cum.
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if you liked this lemme know im gonna make more like these :3
Imagine having an anxious monster boyfriend. He's all calm and collected on the outside, but you know better. You know his little clues and the little signs that tell you how anxious he's getting, how much he needs to walk out of the room and decompress a little before he transforms into his (even more) monstrous form. So you grab his hand and slowly lead him to the bathroom. You close the door behind the two of you, his composed mask instantly dropping when he falls to his knees in front of you. He's so tall his head is boob-level and he buries his face right there. Between your boobs. He's breathing hard, and you cup the back of his head, careful with the spikes, drawing random forms on the back of his neck to help him calm down.
You aren't expecting when his hands move up, cupping your boobs and he starts massaging them. You are wearing a bra, but he doesn't seem to care about it when he pulls the top of your shirt down until your boobs are overflowing over it. You find yourself there, boobs fully exposed in a random bathroom while your monster boyfriend sucks on one of your nipples while he gropes your other boob. You have to cover your mouth not to moan, and he continues his sweet torture of your boobs for what feels like an eternity. He gropes, he cups, he pinches and caresses, he bites and licks and makes your pussy so fucking wet you are worried your pants are wet right now.
And then he stops.
"I'm more calm now, we can go back out," he simply says before helping your boobs back into your shirt and bra and getting up. "Thank you for helping me, you are the best." He kisses your forehead and grabs your hand, pulling you outside the bathroom without any other words. You have to endure the rest of the night with your clit tingling and your desire so high you feel like you are about to cum... Fuck.
Having a vampire lover means make out sessions will feel like an attempt to feed.
His hunger beyond just drinking your liquids.
His hunger stretches to consuming your soul or living so closely to your skin, his veins have curved to spell your name, his bones carved with your finger prints. His brain utters nothing but YOUR name.
As if stopping that chant means he will lose direction in his eternal meaningless life.
You are his map, his compass, the very factor in this mortal realm that keeps him on track, the very factor in this lifetime that allows him to feel what it's like to tread the world with such carefulness due to the threat of dying from bizarre reasons. He is careful not because he is afraid of perishing or reaching his last breath. He moves carefully because who will protect you when he is gone? Who will be there to savor every minute with you before your deathbed?
Thinking of all this causes him to lose track and accidentally live on the untold future.
But your lips guide him back to reality.
You truly are the only thing he wants to explore. To discover..
And if there is a God.. then he is sorry because your body as his nutrition and blood as his salvation is all he needs.
NeedyWerewolf!BF who humps your leg while youâre busy on the phone. Youâll stroke his hair like a puppy as you gossip with your friend.
NeedyWerewolf!BF who tryâs to muffle his moans in between your thighs. He isnât trying to be rude! But the way your nails scratch behind his ear and how your foot flexes against his throbbing cock makes him whimper. He tried to bite his lip, but that didnât work. The only other choice was the warmth of your plush inner thighs.
NeedyWerewolf!BF who ends up moaning louder when the scent of your pussy hits his nose. He didnât realize how affected you were till the smell filled his twitching nose. His snout buries deeper, nails digging into your thigh as he lifts and drops his hips against your foot.
NeedyWerewolf!BF who yelps when you tug on his hair. Youâre busy and your pussy just smells so good! Why would you want him to stop? He doesnât understand until he looks up at you, his eyes immediately zeroing in on the flush on your cheeks and your hooded eyes. Despite how much you want him to keep going you have an obligation to your friend to listen to her exaggerated drama. You furrow your brows and mouth a simple ânoâ before you respond to your friend, âYeah I'm still here.â
NeedyWerewolf!BF whoâs being bold for once in your life. He sticks his head back between your thighs, but this time he laps at your covered cunt. His tail whooshes behind him as he hears you gasp, thighs instinctively clamping down around his head.
NeedyWerewolf!BF who doesnât care that your friend is on the phone. He doesnât care that they can probably hear him whining for you, cock hard and twitching in his pants as he picks up his pace.
NeedyWerewolf!BF who whimpers with relief when you toss your phone aside and pull him up, tripping over his feet as he follows you to the bedroom.
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can you do the chubby orc husband again??? but we are surprising him with pregnancy and he takes care of us? and lots of smut?
Oh we love him 𼰠And I haven't written him in awhile!
Chubby Orc Husband who catches you crying in the bathroom, holding the pregnancy test in your shaking hand.
"What's wrong, beloved?" he asked, crouching in front of you. Only needing one hand to cup both of yours, and the test.
"It's positive," you hiccupped. Hands trembling.
He was nearly vibrating with excitement, but he saw the nervousness on your face, so he tried to swallow his own feelings down. "How do you feel about that?"
"I'm scared," you admitted. Tears finally falling. Every hair on his body stood on edge, but before he could ask what you wanted to do, you looked up at him, smiling shakily, "but at least I get to do this with you."
"You want to keep it?" he asked. Eyes searching your face. You nodded. Immediately he scooped you up into his arms. Laughing warm and heartily. "We're going to have an orcling!"
"You're going to be a Papa!" you laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck. The pee stick dangling from your fingers in a way that made him laugh again.
Of course, after that you aren't allowed to lift a finger. Even if you liked your job before, no. Every time you try to leave, he whined like an abandoned pup. Ears flicked back against his head.
"Beloved, why are you leaving? The stress of work is bad for the orcling. Stay home. Let me take care of you."
"Baby, I need to go to work. We need the money," you chuckled, placing a hand on your stomach.
The implication he couldn't provide for you and his child stung his orc pride. He was a strong orc! He could take care of you!
As a reminder, when you got home from work that night, he scooped you up in his arms. Tossing your legs over his shoulders. Dragging your cunt up to his face to mouth at you through the fabric of your pants.
"Hubby," you mewled. Fingers knotting in his hair to steady yourself while he walked you to the bedroom.
"I can take care of you, beloved. Let me show you," he murmured as he gave a small nip at your cunt. Making you squeal.
As he ate you out, he squatted repeatedly, showing you that he was strong. Not to mention the motion was a dizzying sensation you couldn't have anticipated. After all, for a long bit of it, he was holding you up with one arm so he could strip you of your lower clothing. Discarding your pants and panties so his fat tongue could finally, blissfully, make contact with your bare, swollen flesh. A testament to his strength.
His fat tongue probed at your hole. Teasing it open further. Your eyes crossed. Lips parted slightly.
As you were on the cusp of a blissful falling apart, he stopped. Drawing a furious whimper from your lips.
"Knees hurtin', Wifey. Let me sit down," he huffed out a chuckle as he settled on the bed. Back to the headboard to adjust himself.
Another groan passed your lips but luckily, he dragged down his sweat pants to free his cock. Already dripping precum. Throbbing and pulsing. Your cunt was drooling almost as much as your lips at the sight of it. Nestling you onto his cock, he bounced you lazily. Not letting you do any work.
His large hands wrapped around your waist, guiding you up and down as he bucked his hips up into you. Leaning you forward slightly so you could rest against his soft, chubby stomach as he stretched your sloppy cunt. Sure, you missed how rough he could be, but he would never do anything to hurt his little bundle of love growing inside your delicate body. You'd have to wait until you had the baby, and healed, before he would ruin you again.
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Request: Let's do a lesbian couple, one is human and the other is a monster of your choosing. The monster partner really wants to use her favorite (gigantic) strap on her partner but they have to do some "training" so they spend an entire day working her up to finally take the strap. The monster partner is dom and very very prasie oriented, making the submissive human partner just melt and want to please them
One, two, three⌠Dildo!
Nymph x fem!reader || (light) dom/sub dynamic (femdom), pegging, sex toys, praise kink, size kink
Your girlfriend just fucked you out of your mind, her vines holding you down as she pegged you into the stratosphere. You are still panting after the fucking of your life when she softly asks: âWould you⌠Would you considerâŚâ She stops herself, shaking her head and making her green hair move everywhere. She seems to reconsider her words, and ends up saying: âNever mind.â
âWhat? What is it?â You look at her, confused at her self-doubt. Sheâs never like this, sheâs always so hot and confident about everything.
âI want to try the biggest one,â your girlfriend announces with her green face getting darker by her embarrassment. Her blush distracts you enough that it takes you a couple of seconds to realize what sheâs saying.
You think about the dildo in question, and have to repress a shiver. âBut that- I thought- That one doesnât fit on humans,â you tell her, but a part of you is already twisting and turning trying to figure out if that could even be a possibility.
She seems to recognize the doubt in your voice and the way your naked body shivers next to hers, because she smirks down at you and says: âIt will if we stretch your pretty pussy appropriately.â The second the word pussy is out of her mouth, your clit is tingling with anticipation.
âWe could- We can try,â you tell her, voice choked and a thousand horny thoughts running through your life even though you just got fucked. Damn, what does she do to youâŚ
âSoon,â she promises with a kiss on your forehead and her vines wrapping tightly around you as you fall asleep next to her.
It takes her a whole week to mention it again.
Not you, though. Youâve been thinking about it constantly, side-eyeing the toy box every time you walk into your shared bedroom. Itâs been a running thought on your mind since that day, and youâve been working yourself to peak arousal at the thought.
You donât know what it is, youâve never been a size queen, but thinking about your girlfriend with the monster dildo, fucking you into the mattress and being so full you can barely talk⌠Itâs doing things for you. Naughty things. And you want to bring it up every day, but she only says âsoonâ and smirks in your direction.
But the time has come, and she prepared everything, going as far as buying a whole kit of stretching plugs. Sheâs smiling at you as she carefully takes out her new box of toys. Stretching toys.
You blush just thinking about the purpose of those plugs, getting more and more aroused with each second of your girlfriend just staring at your naked form in front of her. Your pussy is already a soaking mess, and you donât want anything but to get fucked onto the mattress right now.
She pats your leg, bringing you back to the present and into your body. âAre you ready, babe? This is going to take a while, but Iâm going to make sure you enjoy every little stretch.â The edge of confidence in her voice is so sexy you have to swallow around the knot in your throat.
âYe- Yes,â you stutter, whole body vibrating in anticipation as she parts your legs and holds them apart with her vines. Fuck, thatâs always so hot, but today it feels incredibly hot.
She uses her fingers to rub your clit a little, chuckling when you let out a desperate moan. It takes her only a few seconds, that feels like an eternity to you, but she helps the first plug one in you. It doesnât feel that big, barely medium sized, but itâs a weight inside of you thatâs driving you slowly insane as she moves and twirls it around.
âDoes that feel good, babe?â You nod, drawing tiny circles with your hips trying to get more of that slow brewing pleasure inside of you. It doesnât take long before sheâs asking: âAre you ready for the second one?â
You are more than desperate for more when you let out a breathy: âYes. Fuck, yes.â
âSpread your legs further for me,â she instructs. You comply, her vines firmly tied around your ankles to help you maintain the posture as she stares at your soaked pussy. âYou are so fucking wet for me, such a good girl already. You are taking it so well.â You moan at her words.
She pulls the little plug out and you see the second size in her hand. This one is approximately the biggest toy youâve ever had, and it already feels like a promise of more. You arch your back lightly and she chuckles before pressing it against your entrance.
It takes her a bit more getting that one on, coaching you with sweet words and lots of praise as you preen and pant. Your whole body feels like an exposed nerve, and her refusal to touch your needy clit is only making everything feel way too intense and not enough at the same time.
You can hear his intake of breath as you part your legs a tiny bit further, enough for her to see the plug completely buried in you. Her tiny whimper of need sends sparks of pleasure down your body that only accentuate the feel of the second plug inside of you.
âItâs so big,â you tell her between heavy breaths.
âOh, yeah? You like it big? Does it feel okay in my pretty humanâs pussy?â You moan something like a yes that ends up sounding just like a desperate plea.
She takes mercy on you, moving it around and pressing up until it hits your G-spot and you scream her name. She continues her sweet torture on your pussy for a while, a loooooooooooooooooong while, or maybe just a few minutes. You donât know how time works anymore, you can only feel her vines around your body and the way the plug moves and weights inside of you, stretching you open for her.
âFuck, babe, look at you. It looks so puffy and swollen for me. You are going to look so pretty wrapped around my dildo.â You blush hard, your pussy clenching around the plug. âFuck, do that again.â You clench again and she moans obscenely. âYour pussy looks so good, just thinking Iâm going to fill you to the brim⌠Fuck, babe. Can you- can you take the next one?â Her voice sounds as wrecked as you.
You nod, unable to form words. Your moans turn into begging the second she pulls the plug out, grabbing the biggest one and rubbing it against your soaked center to lube it up. The coldness of it is like lightning to your senses, and you cry out her name.
She slowly pushes it inside, the biggest part slipping in a rush as your whole body gives in to the size. It feels⌠It feels⌠You canât even think of how it feels. Your brain can only conjure so many words and they are basically: Full. More. Fuck. Please.
Lucky for you, your girlfriend always knows every tiny change in your reactions, because she twirls it around and makes you cry out her name again, âsuch a sweet pussy. Such a good girl for me, taking the biggest plug, getting ready for my dick.â You preen, whole body flushed and your orgasm so close you can taste it. âAre you ready for my dick, babe? Do you want my big dildo inside of you?â
That one you know the answer to: âYES!â Your scream could wake up the dead for all you cared about at the moment.
She rapidly slips into the harness, the dildo not that long but girthy in a way that makes your eyes cross just looking at it. She positions herself, tip at your entrance before her hips move forward very slowly, little by little as if sheâs scared of hurting you. You want to wrap your legs around her and make her go faster, but her vines are firmly in place around your ankles, opening you up completely to her.
By the time sheâs fully inside your brain is nothing but a puddle of desire and you are sweating. âHow does it feel?â She asks, voice tense and eyes fixated on the point where the dildo is buried inside of you.
You can only let out a word: âFull.â Thereâs desire and amazement written all over her body as she experimentally moves her hips, and you let out a scream.
She starts slowly, her green body undulating over yours as her hips get faster and faster, each thrust making your eyes roll back into your head. Itâs like all your cells are connected to the nerves in your pussy, the fullness overriding any other feeling in your body, as pleasure as big as a supernova fills you.
Sheâs fucking you like piston when she finally touches your clit with her thumb. âCome for me, come around my dick, babe. Be a good girl for me.â
Itâs the good girl what does it, your body tensing completely before releasing completely in a gush of juices and a plethora of curses as you come harder than ever. She fucks you through it, vines caressing all your sensitive parts as she keeps thrusting inside of you to drive your orgasm as high as it can go.
You have to beg her to stop, body too tired and too oversensitive as she slowly pulls out of you. Her eyes instantly find your gaping hole, and she stares, and staresâŚ
âYou can take a picture, itâll last longer,â you joke between pants.
Her eyes dart to your face, face flushed. âCan I?â You arch an eyebrow at her, smiling big enough to hurt your cheeks as you give her a short nod. Maybe you still have things to discover about your girlfriend.
your werewolf husband's best friend (endearingly called mutt by most) is as good as they'll ever come, and the only other person he allows to go anywhere near you during rut.
also a werewolf, mutt knows what these weeks are like. how impossibly foggy the mind gets with desire, how necessary breaks with water or snacks or sheet changes or aftercare areâparticularly for you, you sweet thing.
he handles it well, holding water bottles to your mouths. feeding you grapes and granola bars. wiping sweat off of brows. helping you two rearrange into more comfortable positions while you leak with cum and wolfie's knot keeps you bound together. even stripping to cuddle one or both of you, as you and wolfie tend to get a bit weepy, a little delirious, and possibly feverish throughout the ordeal.
as a reward for spending one week a month at your house, caretaking and making sure the two of you come out of it alive and relatively well, the other wolf gets to watch. sometimes he jerks his cock to the swirling smells of your husband fucking himself stupid inside you, sometimes not. either way, mutt's always watchingâor at least close byâready to perform his duties as a grateful guest and devoted best friend.
Imagine an Ancient Eldritch God whoâs been locked away for centuries. Too powerful for the other gods to control so they threw him away into an eternal darkness instead. They couldnât risk him being out in the world and becoming even more powerful so they did what they thought must be done.
For so long darkness and cold are all heâs ever known. The total emptiness of it gnaws at him. That is until one day when a light breaks through and he finds himself suddenly in your bedroom, trapped in a summoning circle.
By the naive awe on your face you clearly donât know what it is you just did. No mere human would ever knowingly summon a being as powerful as him. Glancing down at the book in your hand he reads, âHow to Summon Incubi With Your Friends: The Party Guide.â
An incubi? You think him an incubi? It is no matter. He is free and he has you to thank for it.
Luckily without much thought you close the book and the barrier around the summoning circle breaks. He must act quickly. Before the other Gods sense his presence on this mortal plane and drag him back into that unbearable darkness.
He leans in close and rushes to offer you a contract. Bind your soul to his and he will be forever devoted to you. He will assist you in whatever you need, be whoever you need him to be. You will own him, body and soul in this life and the next.
It sounds like a pretty damn good deal so you see no harm in accepting it without much consideration. Not willing to give you time to take it back he seals the contract with a kiss. But oh, itâs been so long since heâs felt this. Touch.
âHuman, you are so warm,â he growls, pushing forward till you tumble onto the bed, your lips still locked in a passionate embrace.
From dusk to dawn he experiences what only can be described as the most euphoric sex of all time. For none have felt the pleasure of being inside of you like he has. With your warm walls dragging along his length, milking so many orgasms out of you both, itâs like heâs finally seeing the light. And he basks in the burning lust you ignite within him.
If he hadnât already seared himself to your very soul till the end of time then he wouldâve then. Ensuring that the sweet honey from your release remains forever on his tongue. He desired your touch more than humans require air. Both needed them to survive.
Just as he starts to think he may be able to relax, to stay hidden within your aura from the Gods, a blinding white light engulfs you both. It takes you much longer to realize something had happened, your luscious figure exposed to them all. A protective urge surges through him and he drags you into his chest, using his body to shield yours.
Your expression remains so adorably idiotic as the Gods explain to you that you must relinquish your contract with him so that he may return to the rightful place in his prison. That annoying urge tickles his nerves again and he holds you a little tighter. If only to ground himself in you.
âIâm afraid they wonât be doing that. Our contract is sealed by a force much stronger than you.â
Then he tosses the book down between them, waiting patiently as the Gods stare with a dumbfounded look on their faces. Glancing between you, him, and the book in a cycle so repetitive you get dizzy.
More so out of confusion than anything else, they eventually let you go. Somehow coming to the conclusion that as long as he was bound to your control the world would be save. When they leave the white room around them fades to reveal youâre back in your bedroom. Still so naked and ready for him.
He sighs a long breath of relief before a laugh that borderlines on maniacal bubbles up in his throat. You stare up at him with wide eyes like youâre only now realizing what youâve gotten yourself into. When he looks down at you his eyes flash and his cock hardens against you instantly.
Heâs finally free, free to be with you. The sweet human whoâs given him the world. Now he wishes to give you the world in return. You whimper, squirming against him, arousal pools between your thighs and your heart races with need as you rub against his massive cock that twitches and leaks with his own need.
The fact that heâs all yours and your all his sends a thrill down his spine. He canât believe the Gods backed off. He can stay with you now in the light, never to go back to that dark place. It makes him grow impossibly harder, his pre cum smearing along your slit and he grinds against you.
âFear not, my dear. For you will never have to part with me. They will not take me away from you and your pretty pussy that I so crave. I now have as much time as I desire to wreck your soft fragile human husk. We should take advantage of that, donât you think so?â He growls, laying you both back down on the bed.
Your lips part to speak just as he slams his cock back inside you and a scream comes out instead. He watches the way your body arches into him so beautifully as he starts thrusting back inside you. While your sounds of pleasure are music to his ears, grounding him in this beautiful moment.
And thereâs not an inch of doubt within you that heâs going anywhere. No, youâre certain heâs going to be sticking around you for a very, very long time.
I wish i had a big werewolf boyfriend who buried his snout between my legs insisting it was just because it was the perfect spot for his nap. I know something else will happen but still i spread my thighs and lay back in bed. I pretend not to notice as he shifts, nose pressing against my cunt through my panties, huffing softly before i feel his hot tongue drag across there fabric covering my mound. I would stay silent, my breaths shuddering as his tongue slides under my now wet panties. From there itâs hard to stay mad. Not when his large hands grip my thighs as he eats me out, claws pricking my flesh. Not when his heavy balls slap against my clit while he fucks me with my head shoved into the pillows- and certainly not when heâs cumming deep inside of me, locking me up with his knot as he whimpers softly in my ear.
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Request: Hi! I had a fun idea about a human that goes on a bachelorette trip (as the maid of honor) and ends up hooking with a monster. Only to wake up the next day and see that he is the best man. I think it would be really funny if he was a gentleman, but had rough sex with user. I'm thinking maybe a werewolf / wolf monster.
A/N: Well, I changed a bit the personality of the werewolf but I think this ended up being delicious. Enjoy!
You are sitting in the hotel bar cradling a beer between your hands when a big body lands next to you, almost tripping when the stool is a little bit shorter than the newcomer is expecting. You bite your lip not to laugh.
The huge werewolf clears his throat, trying to act composed and you almost break down. âWhat does a girl like you do in a place like this?â He says, looking you up and down in the most naughty way.
You turn in your stool, checking him out unashamedly and liking what you see very much. But you canât let him get away with such a bad pick up line. âDid you just start out a conversation like that?â You ask, tilting your head to the side and smiling at him.
âI did. Is it working?â He looks flustered, and you want to coo at him so very badly. Also, possibly take him to your room. What are weddings in remote places good if not to have a little rendezvous with a hot werewolf?
âMaybe,â you let out, looking down and playing coy, but struggling not to laugh.
You push your hair behind your ear in the most meme-way possible, and he breaks down first, literally howling in laughter when you join him. When both of you are breathing okay again, you offer him your hand: âHello there, wolf-boy. Care to try again?â
âSoâŚâ He looks so awkward you have to swallow the giggle that threatens to escape. âOkay, I donât know how to do this. I saw you from across the bar and thought you were beautiful, and I just⌠I donât even know. Iâm so very sorry,â he looks so dejected. What a cutie.
âOkay, Iâll tell you how is this going to be. I think you are a very hot werewolf, Iâve never been with one before, and Iâm more than okay with trying new things on this trip. So if you likeâŚâ
âYes. Yes,â he rushes out, blushing beautifully when you let out a big chuckle.
âOkay, eager. I like that,â you softly pat his cheek and he blushes even brighter. You are going to have so much fun with him. âMy room number is 1221, give me about ten minutes.â
Heâs mumbling âwowâ under his breath when you walk away. You donât need to get ready, your body soft and pampered for the wedding of your best friend tomorrow, so itâs just to give him something to build a bit of anticipation. Maybe to build some of your own.
Exactly ten minutes later, thereâs a knock on your door, and you are shivering in anticipation. You havenât been this excited to fuck somebody in a long time.
âFancy seeing you here,â you tell him, dropping your robe to the floor and staring at him completely naked.
He gapes for a few seconds, and then e almost rips his clothes off. Feeling this level of desire is making you all kinds of hot and bothered. And the second heâs naked, his dick proudly pointing at you while he checks out your naked body⌠You know this is going to be good.
His body moves towards you in a way thatâs nothing but predatory, and you are craving him like the best of chocolates. But before he can touch you, you leap to the side and his nostrils flare. A deep grumble emanates from his chest, and you smirk at him. Game on, little wolf.
You move to the side and jump over the bed, putting space between the two of you. It takes him a second to catch up, but when he does, you are ready. He chases you around the room, jumping over furniture, probably breaking a lamp, but you donât fucking care when you are giggling and screeching every time he gets close to catch you.
You know heâs letting you get away, he could get you at any point, but he continues with this foreplay thatâs making your heartbeat go crazy in your chest. âCome on, little rabbit, you know you canât win,â his voice is a rough caress to your heated skin when you jump over the broken lamp.
But this time heâs waiting, and he catches you mid stride, curling his big furry arms around your middle and tackling you to the bed. Long gone is the cute and awkward werewolf you met downstairs, substituted with this horny werewolf about to rock your world.
âDid you enjoy your little fun, little rabbit?â He growls against your ear and you almost merge with the sheets the way your body melts under him.
âYes,â you croak out, almost a whimper, much to his amusement. âBut I want more,â you add, nails digging onto his sides, making him hiss.
He smirks before leaning down to whisper against your lips: âAnd what is that? You want to be fucked by the big bad wolf?â
âFuck, yes,â you breathe out, leaning up until your mouths are clashing in a desperate kiss that makes your whole body tremble. Heâs no better over you, his hands touching everywhere, his hairy chest tickling your nipples and making you moan on his lips.
He pulls back for a second, his hand slipping between your bodies until he slips two fingers in your quivering pussy. You gasp, back arching while he kisses the column of your neck. âYou are so wet, so ready for me. Is this what you want? You want rough, little bunny?â You nod fervently. âWords.â
âYes. Fuck me. Ruin me, please.â
âThatâs what I like to hear,â he grunts before taking his fingers away and pushing his dick in.
Itâs a hard thrust that fills you up to the brim. Heâs not the biggest youâve taken, but heâs above average, and it takes you a couple of deep breaths to accommodate him. He bites and pinches your nipples while he waits, sending sparks of pain that mix with your pleasure and makes you clench around him. He grunts, and his hips buck in an involuntarily thrust that makes you whimper.
âMove. Move. Iâm ready.â You arenât, but you donât fucking care. You crave the edge of pain that comes with his thrusts, and you canât wait anymore to get everything.
He pounds into you like the monster he is, fucking you desperately, scratching your hips with his claws while your nails dig onto his back. You are pretty sure you are leaving marks of your own behind, but it only seems to urge him on. Your heels are digging on his ass, pressing to get him as close as possible. Not that your human strength can rival a determined werewolf, but you donât fucking care about anything while he fucks you into the mattress.
Itâs fast and rough, and absolutely perfect.
The orgasm washes over you like a tidal wave, mumbling all your senses until you can only feel his dick hitting your G-spot with each thrust and his tiny growls against your neck. He thrusts a couple more times while you shake with pleasure, and then you feel his release filling you.
Thereâs so much of it you are worried about the state of your sheets after, but his growls and the way he reaches between your bodies to touch your clit sends you into another unexpected orgasm making you scream his name.
You are so into your head that you barely feel him pulling out or walking away until a cool breeze makes you shiver. You are still shaking with aftershocks when he comes back to the bed with a glass of water and a warm towel to clean you up thoroughly. Once he makes sure you go pee and carries you back to bed, he curls all over your body and purrs.
What a cutie, is your last thought before falling asleep, his body weight the best blanket while he breathes deep against your neck, falling into slumber next to you. You wake up with the sun hitting the bed, and he eats you out in the early morning, before kissing your forehead and telling you to call him.
The cute wolf-boy turned into the big bad wolf who fucked you into oblivion and still was nice enough to make you come before leaving. How much more lucky can you get? Probably not much. You are definitely calling him again because last night was⌠wow.
Your dress is waiting on the dresser, and your friends are already taking margaritas when you make it to the bridal suit. Everyone is enjoying the gossip about the hot werewolf you fucked while they giggle and shake their heads at your antics.
You are standing at the side of the altar with the other maids of honor when you see him.
The second your eyes meet with him at the other side of the altar, you know youâve fucked up. Did you⌠Did you sleep with the fucking best man? Oh, lord. Your best friend is going to kill you.
Minotaur bull cocks who press the flat head against your hole and feel the resistance, and then try to push their hips a little harder to urge it in
And then after they relent and finger you a while to loosen you up, their cock head gets angry and red and drippy with anticipation. How dare they not be able to just immediately mount you like they would a heifer?
That's the price to pay with a pretty little thing like you with the tightest grip any Minotaur could imagine
They try again with that big fat flat piece, pressing it against your entrance, and waiting... waiting...waiting....waiti-POP! Immediately your grip has them twitching and nearly bucking in. It's addicting. They push slowly for both your sakes, because they don't want to explode right away, and they don't want to ruin your wet fuck hole, at least not like that.
Bottoming out takes a full minute of deep breathing and shaking from both of you, and the Minotaur pleads for you to relax before his cock just breaks off.
Just then, you smile tiredly up at them, and gently squeeze down your walls around them, and watch this huge burly minotaur lover nearly crumble. Turns out this is you relaxed,
And you just made them cum for the first of many times tonight.
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