Lubeborne AKA Porn for Bloodborne and Dark Souls

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That is mad hot, Anon. Imagine a gorgeous, young, strong Hunter grappling with Gehrman– going from straddling him in his chair to throwing him to the floor, only to find that the old man isn’t as frail as he looks! They toss and turn around the shop, kick up papers and books and tools, panting and sweating, cunts throbbing, desperate to fuck. It’s the young Hunter that seems to want it most. He presses the cleft of his cunt into Gehrman’s desperately, scrubbing his clit against their clothing as if willing it to grow big enough to ream the old man’s saggy pussy raw… but he has something to hand to do the job for him. The grip of his heavy pistol takes some pushing before it slurps up into his tight, wet snatch, but when it’s wedged in and his chunky clit sits alongside the trigger casing, it looks perfect. Hanging between his legs, a true weapon. A smooth, shiny, thick barrel that Gehrman parts his whore thighs for and finds himself begging for as he bleeds. Needless to say, it is not the easiest fuck. It takes concentration to cling to the gun and move his hips at the same time, especially with Gehrman screaming blue murder as his cunt is torn up and rendered a bloody gash. Yet they both love it, groaning and grabbing their clits, mashing their faces together to bite, all while gun and cunt bubble and squelch with grool and viscera.

Blissed-out, well-fucked Alfred is everything we need in life, friend. I bet he has the most beautiful, drooly cunt in all of Yharnam and saves it for meaty Hunter cock. He just wants to be bred, to be bent over and reamed wider and harder than ever before, until he’s left squealing for mercy that he doesn’t truly want!His pants are always completely soaked by his overactive pussy, which begs for attention constantly. Beast or man, he just has to have the itch in his cervix scratched no matter what, no matter where! You could push him down into filth, trash, carcasses, paving stones, sharp railings or even over a fucking drop so that he has to cling on for his life, it just doesn’t matter to him as long as he can get his ravenous cunt filled and seeded.

Wrinkly, saggy bags. Deep stretch marks in papery skin and bright webs of veins beneath the skin. Nipples that point to the ground and weep constantly beneath the added weight of milk, turning his chest into obscene pendulums that hang either side of his belly and need to be scooped up into some kind of brassiere to give some sense of dignity.The Good Hunter nurses on them, or wanks themself off with them. They’re so long and floppy that he can’t really fuck them, so they become a milk-squirting personal pussy to clap against their body and spunk into, leaving Gehrman with a sloppy chest. If they feel particularly cruel, they’ll put Gehrman on his knees and watch them hang, slap them around or seize them by the nipples and play with them. So mean!Gehrman would rather be nursed rather than anything else. Anything to help with the pressure and added weight!

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UGH! Cyberdemon! Rend us with thy meaty fucking cock!They’re such disgusting hunks, Anon. So huge, so stupidly muscle-bound that they just have to have tree-trunk dicks made to RIP AND TEAR assholes and pussies alike. I’d do anything to be trampled under those hooves, crushed beneath its ass, stuffed in its pits or slurped down into its stomach or guts. Like… shit, man, the thought alone is dangerously close to boner territory.Always wanted to see the hunky Doomguy/Doom Slayer get abused by it. It’s not afraid of him, after all, so how about it just pries off his armour and stuffs his little human body full of prick and demon seed. Imagine the Doom Slayer’s belly bloating out so hard against his power armour that it bursts open… only after it’s forced up through his stomach and out of his mouth! His helmet all flooded with pukey spooge, he starts to drown in boiling cum with squiggling demon sperm in it so big he can feel them!I’m sure that getting raped just makes the Doom Slayer even more nuclear-pissed. The Cyberdemon’s going to fucking pay for this, just you see!

Gascoigne, Viola and Henryk as a fucked-up little family unit with the girls… I love it. Viola fussing over her big, hunky husband’s furry belly as it strains with the weight of his babies, while Henryk ploughs his cunt until he’s barked at to switch holes and give his poor, sore pussy a break.He’d look so wonderful in his beast form with a huge belly and nasty cock flopping around, all pointy tip and vicious knot that Viola rides and rubs her pussy all over, while Henryk sucks his clit and fists his baggy beast-gash. ❤︎

Shit, Anon. As agonising as it was to go to Ye Olde Yharnam Barber-Dentist and have all his teeth taken out, Gehrman had to admit the upshot of it. His soft, slippery, bare gums give the most amazing head now that there’s no real worry about catching sensitive flesh on something hard and sharp.No, he can get to work with reckless abandon. Feels great running through pussy meat as well! Just take him by the scruff and push him in the right direction, he’ll get the idea.

Whoever wouldn’t fancy Arianna? She’s such a comely, welcoming lass with such a kind aura and soft hands that when she crouches before the Chapel Dweller, he immediately knows it is her. She smells of floral perfume and thick blood and her voice is soft, low and silky as she takes his bony hand; his fingers are guided through the waves of her hair and the Chapel Dweller gasps. Arianna feels just as beautiful as she sounds and smells, as he always thought.He’s soft on her and she can tell– the way he stammers in her presence is infinitely endearing and if he had the flesh to spare these days, Arianna is sure that he would blush for her. Ghoulish as his smile may be, she strokes his face and lets him feel hers in turn before her hands run towards his shoulders and down his tatters.He doesn’t know what to do, but she assures him that it’s fine. Touch her anywhere. Don’t be afraid.When Arianna lifts his robes to see his hunched figure, her curiosity is thoroughly rewarded. Sat between his crossed legs, lolling casually against the dusty floor is one of the biggest cocks she’s ever seen in her life. Although the rest of his body withered and grew frail and gaunt, the flesh of his prick remained and laid, outsized and strange, among tendons and bones with papery, ashen skin stretched over them. It was almost amusing, but the sheer scale made her mouth water. She wanted it inside her, however she could manage it.

The Chapel Dweller is painfully shy! He’s barely able to process somebody being interested in fucking him in the first place, let alone in front of the other denizens! What if they get jealous? He doesn’t want to upset anybody and make them leave, or make them feel unwelcome… everybody lusts after the Hunter, they’re the chapel’s major source of desire.But I’m sure that if the Hunter were to go ahead and overpower him anyway… the Dweller wouldn’t be complaining for long. Perhaps the spectacle of it all would be enough to draw in some prying eyes and the Dweller realises that beautiful Arianna wouldn’t be jealous! She likes the show!In that case, would it just put him on Adella’s radar?Ahh, Anon, there’s a delicate balance in Formless Oedon’s house. It would be a shame to upset it for the sake of a quick fuck… or would it now? It depends on how much the gorgeous Hunter loves to plough the poor, sweet Chapel Dweller’s ass. ❤︎

Damn, Anon. That’s an awesome thought!Imagine him swooning over such a big, macho, studly Hunter. Hearing his heavy bootsteps and stammering even more as the massive motherfucker kneels down and lets the Chapel Dweller feel his face… and then his body. The Hunter lets him undress him by feel, patient and kind, helping him with difficult knots and stubborn buttons until his hot flesh is bared.The Chapel Dweller is understandably shy in front of such a statuesque, healthy man. He feels his muscles with long, spindly fingers and savours the sensation of coarse hair against smooth skin until he’s guided lower and lower. He gasps softly when he wraps his hand around the Hunter’s cock. It’s… beautiful! When the Hunter lifts his tattered, once-crimson shroud, the Dweller’s shrivelled, gaunt body is exposed to the still, dusty air. To the Dweller’s shock, the Hunter does not grimace away or gasp in horror! Instead, he wraps his thick, strong arms around the Dweller and lays him back as gently as he can, parts the remnants of his gaunt legs and sucks his little cock to full stiffness. When he’s got the Dweller shaking and just about to cum, he pulls away and goes in on his grubby asshole instead.The Hunter spends plenty of time making out with the Dweller’s ass, softening and wetting it, stretching it carefully with his fingers until he’s loose enough to mount.It turns out that the Chapel Dweller is a willing whore. He wails and warbles for the Hunter as he’s fucked hard and mercilessly, pounded as hard as his frail body can take and yet still asks for more. He clings to the Hunter’s broad, manly shoulders and lets him do what he wants with him, until he’s come so many times he can’t count any more and is left seeded, satisfied and oozing.What if he’d been dripping cum from his ruined hole all the time you’d been talking to him? Just waiting for his hunky Hunter to come back. ❤︎