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My recent fantasy is that I'm a freeuse slut in a hose where a lot of couples live. They are using me as their whore and urinal anywhere and anytime they want. My opinion doesn't matter because I'm just a stupid whole for them
thinking about going home with a guy, and while we're fucking, his roommate comes in and jerks off watching us. they keep me around as a plaything to fuck casually when they feel like it over the next few days, and i find out about their two other roommates who all take turns using me. by the end of the weekend i have so much different cum mixed together inside me and love every second of it
I want to get molested and groped by an older man. I want to be touched against my will. To feel his hands over my undies before he touches my wet cunnie. Then abuse me violently in an alleyway filling my young body with his seed, making me a tiny young baby incubator for his baby.
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The hottest thing a woman can be is whatever her man wants her to be.
Housewife, Sex-slave, Secretary, whatever it may be, the best decision you can make is to not make any at all. Leave the thinking to your betters, doesn’t that sound sooooo much nicer than having to go through the trouble of thinking for yourself?
I wanna be pumped so full of cum. I’ll feel a flood of warmth in my cunt as you fill me up, like flowers blooming in the spring. My skin sticky with sweat and I can’t seem to lift my eyelids until you start thrusting into me again.
a daddy who uses you as entertainment for his friends by always making you wear exposing clothing or teases your sensitive puppy parts just so his friends can see how wet you get from his touch only
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I have a fantasy of being raped by my partner and best friend as one fucks my cunt and the other rides my face. I want them to make out whilst laughing and humiliating me as I cry from heartbreak and fear.
The park looks so peaceful — warm sunlight, birds chirping, families walking in the distance — but you have other plans for your pathetic little date.
The moment we’re on a quiet, tree-lined path, you push me against a thick oak tree and growl low in my ear, “Legs apart, you stupid fucking whore. Time to turn this useless cumdump into a proper public toy.”
You rip my panties to the side and press the thick, oversized vibrating dildo against my already dripping cunt. It’s way too big. I whimper as you start forcing it in, stretching my tight walls painfully wide.
“Fuuuck— it’s too big, please—” I beg.
You laugh darkly. “Shut your whore mouth. This greedy cunt exists to be ruined. Take every fat inch like the brainless fuckhole you are.” You push harder, watching my face twist as the massive toy stretches me open and bottoms out deep inside me, pressing against my cervix. “Look at that… your sloppy pussy swallowed it so easily. What a disgusting little cock sleeve.”
You smooth my sundress down and pull me back onto the main path. “Now walk, bitch. And don’t you dare let it slip out.”
Every step makes the huge dildo grind deep inside my soaked cunny. I’m already trembling, trying to walk normally while my thighs glisten with my own juices.
You hold the small remote in your pocket, occasionally flicking it on. The sudden low buzz makes my knees buckle. “Feel that, slut? I control how much this toy fucks you. Right now you’re just a public vibrator holder.”
I bite my lip hard, face burning as we pass strangers. “P-please… people are going to notice…”
You smirk and turn the vibration up. “Good. Let them see what a pathetic, dripping mess you are. Just a worthless set of holes getting her cunt wrecked in the middle of the park.”
When we reach a sunny bench in a semi-open area, you pull me down firmly onto your lap, facing slightly outward so anyone walking by has a perfect view.
“Sit, whore,” you command. The dildo slams brutally deep as I drop onto it. You immediately crank the vibration to maximum.
The intense buzzing instantly turns into violent, rhythmic fucking sensations inside me. My eyes roll back and I can’t hold back a loud, broken moan.
“Ahh—! Fuck—! It’s too strong—!” I cry out, my voice carrying further than I want.
You wrap one arm around my waist, holding me down so the vibrating dildo stays buried to the hilt, pounding my sensitive walls mercilessly. “That’s it. Moan louder, you pathetic exhibitionist slut. Let everyone hear what a desperate cunt you are. You love this, don’t you? Getting your sloppy hole destroyed in public like a cheap fucktoy.”
I’m shaking uncontrollably, hips grinding helplessly as the powerful vibrations fuck me senseless. Wet, obscene squelching sounds mix with my loud, shameless moans.
“Oh my god— I’m gonna cum— please— people can see—!” I whimper, voice cracking.
You turn the speed even higher and growl in my ear, “Then cum, you disgusting public whore. Cum with a fat vibrating cock stuffed in your cunt while strangers watch you fall apart. This is all you’re good for — being humiliated and used like a brainless, dripping cumrag.”
My whole body spasms hard on the bench. I moan loudly, unable to stay quiet as the intense vibrations rip a powerful orgasm out of me right there in the open park, my pussy clenching and gushing around the toy while you hold me down, forcing me to take every second of it.
can a cute girl at the bar get me super drunk and invite me back to her apartment, just for her and her boyfriend to take advantage of me and use me as they please
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"That's what you said about anal and I couldn't sit right for three days."
"But this is natural. This is how God intended it."
"Don't bring God into this!"
He's on top of you already, which isn't fair, because his weight on you does something to your decision-making that you've never been able to explain to anyone. His hips are between your thighs. He's pressing right there, with just the thin cotton of your panties between his cock and your soaked pussy, and every time he shifts you can feel the whole length of him drag against you. Your resolve can’t take much more.
"I'll pull out," he says. "I swear on my life."
"You swear on your life a whole lot."
"And I'm still here. That has to mean something." He props himself up on one arm, looks you dead in the eyes. Completely serious. "I am discipline personified. You have never met a man with more self-control than me."
"You ate an entire sleeve of Oreos in bed last night."
"It’s different. That was emotional. This is physical. I am a fortress."
You're laughing now, which is a problem because when you laugh your body loosens up and he can feel that. His hips roll against you and the laugh catches in your throat and becomes something else entirely.
"I just want to feel you," he says, and his voice has dropped now, the joking gone out of it. "For real. Not through some filter. Condoms are like trying to see you with my eyes closed. I want to actually know what you feel like when you're wet for me."
Your breath stutters. Goddammit.
"Just the tip," he says.
"Nobody in the history of the world has ever meant just the tip."
"I mean it."
"You don't."
"I do." He reaches between you and pushes your underwear to the side and you feel the head of his cock slide against you, bare, skin on skin, and your hips buck up before you can stop them.
"See?" His voice is strained. "Just this. I'm not even inside you and you're already begging for it."
He's running the tip through your folds, dragging through the wetness there, nudging your clit on every pass. Your fingers are digging into his shoulders and you can feel every ridge of him, every vein, the heat of him so different without the barrier. You understand in this moment exactly what he was talking about because ... Oh, that's what he feels like.
"Say yes," he murmurs against your neck. "Just for a minute. I'll pull out. I promise."
And you are so tired of fighting something you stopped wanting to fight three minutes ago.
"If you don't pull out I'll kill you."
"I swore on my life, babe."
He pushes in.
The sound you make is obscene. It's involuntary, pulled from somewhere deep in your chest, because the feeling of him bare inside you is so different it doesn't even register as the same act. Every inch of him is vivid. You can feel the way your walls stretch to take him, can feel the heat of his skin against yours with nothing between you. He sinks in slow, achingly slow, his forehead pressed against yours, his breath ragged against your lips.
"Fuck," he says. Just that. Like the word fell out of him.
He starts to move. Slow. Careful. Controlled. The fortress, doing his best. Short strokes, shallow, like he's rationing himself. His arms are braced on either side of your head and his jaw is tight and you can see the effort it's costing him to hold back. Something about that, the visible restraint, the way his whole body is taut with the discipline of not giving in, makes you wetter than any of the actual fucking.
"Okay," he breathes. "Okay. This is fine. I've got this. I'm in control."
He is not in control.
You can feel the exact moment it shifts. His hips snap forward, harder than he meant to, and he buries himself all the way. You both groan, and his hands grab your wrists and pin them above your head. His pace changes. No more shallow strokes. No more careful. He's pulling almost all the way out and driving back in deep and your ankles lock behind his back on instinct.
"Fuck. Baby. Fuck." His voice is wrecked. "You feel so good. You feel so fucking good. I can't think."
"You said you'd pull out."
"I know."
"You~nghh~you promised." It’s getting hard to talk as he fucks the words out of you.
"I know. I know I did." He's not slowing down. If anything he's going harder, pinning your wrists tighter, his hips slamming into yours with a force that scoots you up the mattress. "I'm going to. I will. Just not yet. Give me one more minute."
The minute passes. He doesn't pull out. You didn't think he would.
His face is buried in your neck and his grip on your wrists has gone vice-tight. You can feel him thickening inside you, getting harder, that telltale throb that means he's close, and he starts apologizing between thrusts.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, baby, I can't. You feel too good. I tried."
You want to be mad but you can't because he’s so, so deep. So deep that your thoughts dissolve, and every thrust pushes a sound out of you that you can't control. Your legs are shaking. He's everywhere. Inside you, on top of you, his weight pinning you on the bed, his breath hot against your throat.
"I'm gunna cum, baby" he says, and it's not a question anymore. Not a negotiation. "I have to. I'm sorry. Don't kill me."
"You're~ahh~a fucking~~hah~liar."
His hand slides between your bodies and his thumb finds your clit and starts rubbing in fast, tight circles. The combination of that pressure — coupled with the stretch of him bare inside you — is so much that your vision blurs. You can feel it building at the base of your spine like a wave pulling back from the shore.
"Just cum with me, babe" he says. "You know your pussy is too good. You can’t blame me..."
You try to argue but his thumb presses your clit harder, and his cock drives in deeper, and then you break. Your walls clamp down on him as you cum. Then you feel it, the moment he lets go too, the hot rush of him spilling inside you in long, heavy ropes. He groans into your neck and his hips stutter and jerk as he empties himself into you.
…
…
…
Stillness. Both of you panting. Him still inside, receding slowly, the mess of him leaking out around the base of his cock.
He lifts his head. Looks at you. Has the audacity to grin.
"See? That was worth it."
"You are in so much trouble."
"Was it good though?"
You don't answer. Your silence is damning enough.
He kisses your forehead. Stays inside you. Doesn't even have the decency to look sorry about it. You close your eyes. Your body is still buzzing, still clenching around him in lazy aftershocks.
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