Imagine a cute little boy going to a special place called a "breeding parlour" he's slutty and curious as to what exactly it could be...he steps inside and chooses a stall. He sits and waits for just a few moments before a mist is sprayed in, it smells so sweet and wonderful...it makes his head feel cloudy and bubbly, and most importantly it makes his pussy feel so warm and achy. he sits down on the chair provided and spreads his legs a bit, rubbing at his crotch in a daze. A few tentacles slither out and begin to do it for him. they undress his lower half and begin to play with his clit, slowly rubbing against his soft wet pussy. He feels himself getting more and more turned on as they tease him, two pairs restraining him. arms above his head and legs spread like a good boy. another set slips up to his soft breasts and begins to gently pump his nipples while one makes its way to his mouth. he sucks on it obediently, his head completely fuzzy and empty except for hot lust. he's so relaxed and submissive now as the member slips into his little cunt, fucking him slow but deep. soon he's completely blissed out as the tentacle in his mouth pours aphrodisiac down his throat, his nipples are pink and puffy from being pumped. the tentacle in his pussy grows slowly thicker, speeding up as he moans and whimpers. his clit is rubbed slowly before having a smaller tentacle attached to it, starting to pump it as well. he's a complete mess now as he cums and cums from all the attention. soon his tummy is starting to get a little bigger from all the hot arousing goo being poured into him. he doesn't know how long he's been sitting there, being fucked out like the good slut he is, but he lets out a louder moan when he feels the tentacle throb, a thick liquid being pumped into his pussy. he can feel it fiiling him up, his whole body getting nice and full.
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a sweet, collared stay-at-home boytoy with a cute, soft pussy and a round little ass. being an owned pet, his holes are the property of his dom, and they love reminding him of it, keeping his holes plugged up most of the time when theyâre not being used. only problem is that baby boy keeps getting uncomfortable and taking the plugs out without permission. his owner tries to train him at first, punishing his little asshole by putting a ginger root inside of it before plugging it up and spanking him until heâs crying, claiming that heâs learned his lesson, but being the dumb toy that he is it just keeps happening.
deciding that enough is enough, his dom buys him a double dildo chastity belt. the first time he shows it to the boy he starts crying, realising what heâs gotten himself into. his dom ties his hands together behind his back before slipping a gag into his mouth, whiping a tear off of his cheek and petting his head. the chastity belt is placed on a low chair and the dom leads the boy up to it. heâs whining and protesting behind his gag and making small attemps at getting away, but heâs small and his dom is so big and strong that he knows heâd never have a chance. the dom cuffs his ankles to the legs of the chair, forcing them apart, before starting to ease the boy down onto the dildos.
the boy panics as he feels his pussy lips and the rim of his asshole parting for the foreign objects, knowing that his holes arenât going to close again for a long time. his little pussy is forced to split open for the huge dildo and his asshole clenches around itâs toy, struggling against the intrusion, but to no avail. the stretch is almost too much and he cries out, but the dom keeps pressing him further down onto the toys.
the boy wails as the dildos fill him out, several bulbs slipping past the rim of his asshole and a big, fat dildo pressing uncomfortably against that sensitive spot inside his front hole. heâs too full and squirms involuntarily, trying to get away from the unwanted sensations, but his dom holds him down with a secure hand on his hip. once heâs adjusted slightly, they begin to buckle the boy up. heâs sniffling now, the cold metal against his soft tummy and waist making him fully realise the permanence of the situation heâs in. once the lock clicks in place his dom smiles proudly at him and gives him a kiss on the head, happy knowing his boy isnât going to forget who his holes belong to anytime soon!
the closer his rut, the more often your werewolf husband wakes in the early hours of the morning with a hard cock and hairy skin sensitive to the smallest touches due to the unbearable ache.
itâs hot. too hot in the bedroom, so he has to rip the bed sheets away from his side or heâll start going more insane than he already feels. youâre facing away from him, ass pointing toward him in an unknowing taunt as you remain asleep on your side. yet he still wakes you, tugging you from your slumber and flush against his front.
even in your groggy state, you know. you can feel the leaky head of his dick pressing into your foldâpulsing its heated requests right against your entrance. a tired lift of your leg is all it takes for the wolf to grope your tit and slide inside you with a growl into your neck. heâs already coming by the time he bottoms out, pumping his seed as he keeps fucking you.
the both of you know that if he doesnât get out what he needs to right now, he'll be a clingy, whining grump⌠so he fucks you for the entire morning. embracing you while you clutch him back, your drowsy state and the way his tip nudges up against your cervix wrenching multiple orgasms from you. your husband coming almost continuously for the entire period, creaming your walls with nonstop, throaty howls. and only stopping when the two of you are covered in sweat and panting with exhaustion.
âcanât wait fâyou to to take my knot,â he slurs at your back, holding your trembling figure. letting his eyes shut, he rambles. âgonna mark you up. fill you with pups, then watch yâget all big and round. make your tits swell up nice ân pretty with milkâŚâÂ
a few more sentences, and the wolfâs fast asleep. snoring low and right against your ear while rubbing a palm across the damp skin of your stomach.
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Actually how about spanking as a delivery method for forced orgasms. Starting out by slowly, gently edging with a big, uncomfortable dildo until you're a needy, pathetic mess. The raw intimacy and power of bringing you to the edge over and over again, painfully and uncomfortably until you're whining and begging to be allowed to cum like a dumb, needy toy. Forcing it inside you until it's so fucking deep that you can barely handle it, your hole painfully stretched while I grab you by the hips and flip you over so you're made to lay face down. Forcefully spanking your ass so hard that your hole involuntarily spasms on it, flexing in pain while I hit you again and again and again and again, holding it inside you until you grind against it so hard that you cum like a stupid fucking painslut.
You're a scientist working on a centaur breeding program. They're extremely endangered because only males occur in the wild, and they need human wombs to reproduce. Not many people want to carry a foal, but you've nearly perfected an artificial womb.
You've captured a male, 15 hands high and so deep into his heat he can't be reasoned with. You have all six of his limbs shackled, and every hour you inject more hormones into him to keep him hard and aching. It's physically painful for him to go longer than an hour without ejaculating, but you're a good doctor and you milk him every time he starts to bellow.
He's bellowing now, the straps that keep him in place creaking. His two foot cock twitches to life, thickening as you watch. Your eyes lock with his, and you see desire in his eyes. "Please," he growls.
"Just a moment," you tell him. You need to collect another vial, but there's none in the cupboard. He's already filled all four gallon jugs, and his heat hasn't abated.
"I need to fuck," he pants. Already his cock is dripping with precum. "Let me grind," he begs. He shifts from foot to foot, hooves clattering against the floor. You ignore his fidgeting and cross to the supply closet.
There's a crunching noise as he tears his restraints from the wall. You whirl around, and he's already on you. His hands lay you out on the exam table. He shreds your lab coat, yanks your pants down to your knees. His breathing is harsh and loud in the room.
"Please," you stammer. "I'll get you off, I promise--"
"Too late," he growls, and rolls you over so your bare breast press against cold metal and your cunt is exposed to the room.
"It won't fit!" you cry. You've been the one milking him all day, you know intimately that he's larger around than a pop can, that he's as long as your arm. But he rears up and positions himself over you, his hairy barrel chest pinning you down, and then he's inside you, bruising your cervix in one thrust.
His groan of pleasure echoes in the room. "That's good," he moans. "Nothing like a frigid boy's cunt to get off on."
You bite your arm to keep from crying out. Your cunt burns from the stretch. It's impossible that he's inside you. It's even more impossible that it feels good.
He jackhammers into you, wrecking your cunt for anyone else ever again. His grunts are the only thing louder than your hammering heart as he forces himself past your cervix, locking himself inside of you. His cock throbs as he comes, rope after rope of seed filling you up. It's more than your womb can hold, and your belly presses into the table.
He softens, and you shift your hips, desperate for freedom. Cum runs down your legs, dripping onto the floor.
"Please," you gasp. "Please, please--" you aren't sure what you're begging for.
His cock twitches inside you. "Beg more," he growls.
"It hurts," you whimper.
He half pulls out, and then thrusts back in, already hard again. "Too bad," he says. "You said you'd get me off, and I'm not satisfied yet."
He cums in you five more times. You're a shaking mess by the end of it, so overstimulated that every brush against your skin is torture. Your tdick throbs. You've been on the edge of orgasm for an hour, and he knows it.
He pulls out finally and rolls you over. Your belly is so distended you look six months pregnant. He lifts your knees in a mating press, even though your legs are coated in his slick. He bends his face between your legs and licks across your dick, then takes it into his mouth and sucks it. You cum so hard your vision goes white, but you can still hear him as he croons, "That's right, take all of my seed. You'll get your foals, don't worry."
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canât stop thinking about object insertion, especially accidental/forced/public object insertion.
youâre on a crowded subway and you feel so cute in your skirt thatâs just little too short. you feel something cold touch your thigh from behind and flinch, but itâs too crowded to turn around and look. The cool sensation, maybe itâs metal? Itâs dragging up your thigh a little higher now, under the hem of your skirt, and oh right, youâre wearing a thong today. Thereâs nothing stopping whatever this is from being pushed up against your hole.
You can feel your face turning red, feel the shiver in your stomach, but luckily you donât see anyone paying attention to you. You start to turn your head, maybe you can at least see whatâs happeniâ the subway jolts hard as it comes to a stop, and itâs inside you, cold and hard and you know you moaned, but hope it got lost in the noise. You can feel it now, although itâs not that deep. The head of a metal water bottle, you think. You clench around it, almost involuntarily, and youâre definitely leaking now.
Are they doing it on purpose? Itâs not moving, even as people exit and enter the train around you. Youâre not moving either. You kind of want to. The subway starts up again, and with it, the bottle pushes a little deeper, and a little deeper, with the swaying of the train. Itâs starting to stretch your hole as it gets wider, put there are passengers packed in on every side and you canât move. Deeper, and itâs starting to hurt. How big is the bottle? Are they doing it on purpose?
You feel so full now, and itâs heavy, like itâs filled with water. But itâs moving so slow, and you canât help but clench and buck your hips back a little, fucking yourself on the bottle. The train picks up some speed and suddenly itâs sliding in and out of you, rubbing against your spot with enough force that you can feel yourself getting close. The train is reaching a station again and fuck, youâre amount to cum in the middle of a crowded subway. It screeches to a stop and this time the water bottle slams deep inside of you, too deep, and youâre cumming, whimpering and spasming on the thick, cold metal. A few glances are thrown your way from passengers, but youâre too hazy from the pleasure to notice anything but the cum dripping down your thighs and the humiliation of whatâs happening.
What was your stop again? More people are filing in and itâs too late to move or pull away. The bottle is still in you, still stretching and stuffing you. You donât even know if its owner is still behind you, or if itâs just being held up by your tight hole. You realize if you take it out now, everyone will see the bottle fall from under you. Theyâll know exactly why you were shaking and panting, and notice the cum flowing down your legs. You have to keep it in. Youâll have to walk off the subway without anyone knowing that under your skirt, a strangerâs thick, full water bottle is stuffed up your hole, fucking you with every step you take. Itâs going to be a long ride. How many more times will you cum with all those people around you, not knowing if this was an accident, or if someone decided to shove something up your pretty hole because you were an easy target?
dreamy sigh....boy's night in the woods ... filming while your friend is stripped down roughly around the campfire by the guys and passed around. Being as loud as you want because you're miles away from anyone else. Tying him to a tree so he can't run away and using him freely through the night, until he's delirious and exhausted and covered in cum. You make him say thank you when you fuck him with a cold beer and take loads of photos, one of your friends stretching him wide when you slip it free and showing off how loose and ruined his hole is.
He gets rinsed down and toweled off before bed, shuffled naked into someone's tent after you rock paper scissors for who gets to have him; throughout the night you hear rhythmic shuffling, little grunts and gasps, lewd, wet sounds, and a few yelps quickly smothered by a hand or a pillow. Everyone is sleeping two (or in this case, three) to a tent, so you know he'll be nice and warmed up for the rest of the guys to have another turn in the morning...
fantasy scenario where a guard or a knight finds the object of their fantasies passed out in a compromised position, alone and vulnerable. they've been charged with protecting this person, maybe a prince or princess or an oracle whose supposed to stay pure and untouched or something. but theyâve convinced themselves itâs not stealing your virtue if they fuck you in the ass. that itâs almost okay as long as they donât put anything in your pussy
they find you asleep and unstirring, maybe sleeping off an inebriation, and are able to work you open and slip inside. once they start fucking your ass, you get so wet that they canât help but touch your cunt. they end up pressing a finger or two inside, marveling at the wetness and then at your moans and then at the sounds of their fingers sliding in and out. your cunt squeezes around their fingers and they come instantly, forgetting to pull out and instead burying deep inside your ass. taking their cock out and cleaning up, but it stays hard and youâre still asleep and they just canât help themselves.
they think about the hot wet vice of your cunt around their fingers and think âIâll just rub the head of my cock against itâ âIâll just put the head inâ âIâll just fuck it a little bit, but I wonât come insideâ all the while knowing theyâre fooling themselves and that they are going to breed your tight cunt
i thought you had been joking when you called your cock a bitch-breaker, and warned me that if I agreed to help with your rut, you couldnât promise you wouldnât break me.
i shouldâve known that you were being serious.
by the time i realized, it was too lateâyou, barely appearing human beyond a specific light beyond your eyes and growled words and orders, already had me pinned, mounted, speared on your cock. i was already yours, and i was already slipping into a mindset where I didnât care if you broke me.
your cock stretched me so good, reached so deep inside me, creating a bulge in my stomach with each thrust, bullying my cervix. and it felt so good. it didnt take long for me to cum just from you pounding my cunt, and didnât take me much longer to become addicted to the feeling of cumming on your cock, whining and begging for you to keep going and make me cum again.
you were so happy to oblige, your own deepest instincts reached by my begs, growling, good puppy, good breeding bitch, gonna knock you up, make you carry my litter.
i could barely breathe with the speed and strength of your thrusts. i was dizzy with it, trying to angle my hips just right so you could keep hitting the right spots. eventually you just grabbed my hips yourself, digging your claws into my skin and pounding away without letting me move an inch, and I was putty in your hands, crying out and cumming over and over as you hit just the right spot every time without fail.
when your knot swelled, it took even more effort to force it into my cunt: you were already hitting my cervix and stretching me so wide, i didnât think it would fit. despite all of that, you made it fit, forcing the head of your cock through my cervix and flooding my womb with your cum directly as I gasped and cried out, another orgasm hitting me and securing what your knot had already started.
i was limp in your arms when both of our orgasms ended, drooling and whining and grinding down on your knot. i didnât have enough functioning brain left to know, but you did, and you had warned me. youâd fucked me dumb with your bitch-breaker. i didnât have to worry about it, though: from now on, all I had to worry about was being a good breeding bitch and warming your knot at all times.
You're at the club. Your friend has abandoned you to drink alone. You saw her grinding on some guy earlier, and you guess (correctly) that she's off in some corner somewhere getting railed. You sigh, wishing you could be so lucky.
I watch you take a long sip of your drink. Good. The stuff I put in there is strong, but I still need you to take a few good swallows, or you'll just be sloppy, blackout drunk. Still fun for me, but not what I'm looking for tonight. You set the drink on the bar and turn out to the dance floor. Maybe my little cocktail has given you the confidence to shake your ass a bit, or maybe you're looking for some fresh air. It doesn't really matter, because as soon as you try to take a step you stumble and begin to fall. I'm there in an instant, steadying you, holding you upright as your knees buckle, getting your arm over my shoulder. "Hey now," I say, "looks like someone had too much to drink. Let me get you to somewhere you can sit down."
I give your breast a squeeze as I lead you. it's nice and soft, just like I thought it'd be, and you don't say a word in protest. That means it's working. I take you to the back of the club, where the men's bathroom is. By now I'm basically dragging you, your toes sliding along the floor, your head hanging limp in front of you. I have to put you down for a moment to prop open the door, and the sticky, sour-smelling grime of the club floor leaves a residue on your legs and the ass of your dress. That's fine. You'll be a lot messier by the time the night is through.
This particular bathroom is the reason I chose this club. There's an area where two counters of sinks face each other, each with a huge wall mirror above it. I lift you up to sit on one of the counters, propping you up in the corner so you stay upright. I check your eyesâa little sluggish, but responsive. Perfect. I turn your head to face the other mirror. I want you to see everything. I hike up your dress, and I'm surprised to see you aren't wearing panties. Even more surprising, your pussy is already soaking wet. I look into your eyes again, and I can almost imagine there's something in them. Something hungry.
You're more of a slut than I expected.
Not one to pass up an invitation, I take out my cock and begin to fuck you. You're exactly what I needed: tight, warm, wet. You sit limply as I I pound away at you for a while, watching in the mirror as I use you, Unable to look away. I wonder whether you would if you could.
Then the door opens, and a big guy with a protruding belly comes in. He starts when he sees us, looks like he's deciding if he needs to call someone. I wave him over. "Here, I was pretty much done anyway. Why don't you take a turn?" He's all too happy to oblige, and while he's unzipping his pants I take the permanent marker out of my pocket and take a moment to write on your inner thighs. On one side, the word FREE. On the other: CUNT.
The big guy is eager, I'll give him that much. He starts going to town on you like you're his favorite fleshlight, and he hasn't gotten to cum in months. A few more guys come in while he's doing his business, and after a moment's conference they come over to wait their turn. I watch in satisfaction as the big guy throws his head back, moaning and shooting cum into your pink little pussy. He thanks me, and while he's washing his hands the next guy starts in on you.
The word gets around pretty quick. Before long the bathroom is full of guys waiting to fuck you. The demand is so great, I agree to let them lay you on your side so they can fuck your mouth and ass too. All I demand is that they don't block your view of the mirror. That's the most important part, to me. I want to show you what a whore you are. You're no more than an an object, a collection of warm holes to stick our cocks in. The biggest difference between you and a fleshlight is we don't have to clean you up when we're done with you.
I stay there and enjoy the show for a good few hours, but eventually it's time for me to cum. The hard part is deciding where. Your mouth looks inviting, and I'm sure your asshole is nice and tight, but in the end I decide I didn't get enough of your pussy before. And besides, it's not free mouth or ass. It's free cunt. I wait for the guy currently on you to drop his loadâI'm nothing if not courteousâand then I step in and take up where he left off. I try to fuck the cum of all these guys deeper into you, imagining it taking root in your womb. And then I feel something. Your pussy twitches, contracts ever-so-slightly around my cock. I look down at your face, and see you closing your eyes, almost as if in pleasure. Looks like it's time to go; my little cocktail is wearing off. I unload my balls into you, the pent-up cum of hours spent touching myself while I watched these strangers rape you. Maybe it's just my imagination, but I'd swear I hear a soft, desperate moan escape you. Hard to be sure, of course; the cock in your throat mostly drowns it out.
I turn for one last look before I leave. The rush has died down by now, but there's still a good number of guys standing around you. I smile. I doubt they'll be going anywhere any time soon. I turn and walk out the door.
As the drugs wear off, you begin to regain some control of your faculties. You wiggle your toes, twitch your fingers. The dull pounding in your lower regions sharpens into a pair of cocks, draining simultaneously into your pussy and your asshole. Your hips gyrate at the sensation, almost outside of your control. You try to lift your head, but the guy fucking your face pushes you back into the counter, your nose in a puddle of cum. He pulls out and ejaculates on your faceânot the first guy tonight to finish in this way, by the feel of it.
He lets go and you attempt to sit up again, this time successfully. The party has gotten the hint that you're coming to, and the last of the rapists are filing out now. You sit your bare ass on the counter and look at your self in the mirror. Your face has received so many loads that it's impossible to distinguish them: they run together into a thick coating of cum. Your dress has been torn open to get at your breasts, which are bruised and sore from all the gripping and squeezing they've taken. Your pussy is swollen and red, and more cum drips out of it each time you move. The marker has bled a bit, but the words FREE CUNT are still very legible, and you doubt they'll wash off any time soon.
Cum runs down your leg as you stand. Your dress is ruined. There's no way you'll be getting your tits back into this thing. Best to wait until everyone's gone home, then make a break for it, hope not too many people see you. That gives you a little time.
You wipe a drop of cum that's run down your cheek and now threatens to fall off your chin. You lick it off your finger, almost curiously. Then you lower your hand between your legs and begin to masturbate.
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Imagine a pair of orcs fighting over the right to breed you.Â
Theyâd competed for the right and ended in a draw, so that naturally meant the tiebreaker was held in your room⌠on your bed⌠inside you.Â
Now your pleasure were their weapons, your body the battlefield, your orgasm the reward.Â
To say you were enjoying it would be putting it mildly.Â
They were grunting and snarling at one another as they fucked you whatever way they could. Your mouth, breasts and pussy were their primary focus points, though by no means were they restricting themselves.Â
As you were panting and moaning as one of them (Krom) pumped in and out of you, he was sucking on your fingers and petting your breasts. The other (Morax) was fucking your mouth, forcing you to slurp and drool all over his thick schlong â not that you minded.Â
It merely aroused you even more.Â
But just as you were getting into it, starting to really enjoy yourself, Morax suddenly pulled back with a furious noise. âEnough â my turn,â he snarled at Krom, shoving the other orc away from you.Â
You gave a cry of protest as Kromâs slick cock was dislodged from you â only to moan and shudder when Morax took his place, lining up his own cock and sinking it into you.Â
The sound you made then couldâve brought a seasoned prostitute to blush.Â
Morax obviously enjoyed it, too; he shivered, then caught your hips in a tight grip and began pumping you. His thrusts werenât as hard as you knew he could make them; no, he gave you long, deep dives that had your eyes rolling back in your head.Â
Not one to be denied, Krom barely waited a second, incensed at Moraxâs interruption, before he settled beside you. Your face was tugged towards him and then his tongue invaded your mouth, giving you sloppy kisses with his surprisingly thick tongue.Â
Your hand absently went for his erection to stroke it, loving the feel of your fluids drenching his flesh. He moaned, you moaned; Morax growled and gave you a sharper thrust, yanking your attention back to him with a yelp of pleasure.Â
Unable to focus on Kromâs kiss as Morax kicked up his speed, the former gave another annoyed growl, then dropped his head lower to lap at your breasts. He was a mixture of sloppy, focused and ravenous as he laved them with his tongue, sucking on them as best he could around his tusks.Â
Your body rocked with each thrust Morax gave you, his flesh slapping against your. Every last pound had bursts of pleasure exploding inside you, stirring up your heart, making you clench on him.Â
But Krom wasnât going to let him win. He wasnât going to let him bring you to orgasm so quickly.Â
He watched you as you moaned and bucked into Morax, your hand never pausing its stroking and squeezing of his throbbing manhood, until he saw you starting to crest. Then, rearing up, he shoved Morax back from you, making the other orc stumble and catch himself â and depriving you of the delicious cock that had been so damn close to finishing you off.Â
You whined, growing increasingly aggravated by the continued fighting, but didnât have to wait long. Krom moved quickly; while Morax was still finding his footing again Krom twisted you around, pinning you on your front, and settled over you. A single prod of his crown was your only warning before he sank into you all over again, both of you giving heady groans as you came together again.Â
He wasted no time giving it to you good, quicker and harder than Morax had â like heâd been assessing the situation the way a warrior ought to and decided to do better than him.Â
You were happy to have it, each sharp plap against your backside heralding another shot of pure ecstasy inside you. It was making you so damn hot, like your skin was on fire, and you did your best to arch your back for him and brace your knees to accept every inch of his gifted cock.Â
He gave it without hesitation, going balls-deep. It was so good and you were so caught up in it that you didnât notice Morax approaching until you felt four hands moving you, bringing you up on your hands and knees. Then a hand angled your chin â and another cock slid inside your mouth.Â
You moaned in pleasure, tasting yourself on his slick, velvety green flesh, and began sucking ravenously at him. The shout Morax gave said he very much appreciated it.Â
Being taken from both ends like this was a whole other kind of pleasure, keeping you panting, shuddering, and moaning. Your mind was going completely blank, and it only grew worse when they went back to battling via stroking your body.Â
Their big, warm, rough hands stroked your breasts, pet your back, palmed your rear. You had no idea whose was whose and didnât care; their competition was their own concern, you were just happy as a lark to be the recipient of it.Â
You were so close after all this and Krom was clearly trying to get you there, his thrusts only growing more firm and insistent with each one.Â
And then Morax pulled out of your mouth, growling, and tried to wrestle Krom off you, clearly wanting to be the one to actually make you come. Krom had to stop to fend off Morax, and you gave a disgruntled noise of your own, crawling away from them.Â
They were locked in a show of strength, hands interlocked as they were trying to push the other one back, and youâve had enough.Â
âStop it!â you shout. âBoth of you!âÂ
They pause, breaking away with lingering snarls at each other, but then theyâre both caught in a stalemate. They both want to breed you, their cocks throbbing visibly from the desire, but they know whoever moves first will just get tackled.Â
Annoyed, you reach out and grab Morax by the arm. âYou â get on your back, right now,â you order.Â
He follows your direction with visible confusion while Krom growls, watching impatiently, waiting to see where this was going. Once Morax is on his back and settled, you straddle him. He gets it, then, and his hands grip your hips to steady you as you sink down on his cock.Â
Moaning, your body writhes as you take him in all the way to the base, shuddering with pleasure once heâs there. A little breathless, you look over your shoulder at Krom, directing, âNow â you, get inside me. You can share.âÂ
Krom looks startled for a second, and then his expression darkens with lust and he gets into position behind you. You brace your hands on Morax as he waits, his cock throbbing inside you, angling your hips to allow Krom to enter your backside.Â
But he doesnât.Â
To your surprise, he doesnât aim for your ass â he aims for your pussy. You feel a flicker of shock and trepidation; theyâre both so thick you canât imagine this being easy, but before you can even shout for him to stop, his crown sinks into you, stretching your pussy wider.Â
A cry is torn from you, your body jolting and your throat closing from the sheer intensity of it all. Krom gives little, prodding thrusts, working his way into your pussy along with Morax, and somewhere outside of yourself, you understand.Â
Heâd mistook your directive, but in a way that made sense to him. They were fighting to breed you, so of course, this was the compromise that made the most sense to them.Â
The stretch burned like nothing else youâd ever felt, even with how slick you were from their attentions thus far. But there was also an incredible rush of pleasure, far more intense than what youâd received before now. Your eyelids flutter and and eyes roll back in your skull as the pleasure robs you of your faculties, your body spasming with every inch Krom gains inside you.Â
Heâs only halfway inside, his strokes growing longer as he works himself in, when you have your first orgasm. Aggressive, deep groans escape you as you shudder and shake uncontrollably, collapsing onto Moraxâs broad chest as the pleasure swamps your mind. Both of your lovers grunt and growl at the feeling of your pussy massaging and squeezing them, but they hold on, refusing to seed you just yet.Â
Your body is limp and oversensitive as the pleasure abates, rocking against Morax as Krom continues working his way inside you. You can breathe again, thankfully, but the pleasure is ensuring that your noises are limited to grunts, groans, moans â and screams of rapture.Â
Then, when Krom sinks all the way inside and you can feel his pelvis against your backside, both of them start to move.Â
Itâs slow at first. Theyâre clearly watching you, reading your reactions, ensuring that they donât hurt you with their dual thick cocks stretching you. And, as they see you moaning and convulsing with pleasure, losing yourself in it, they start to speed up, taking you faster and harder.Â
Youâre caught in a vortex of raw pleasure, your body a vessel for their sexual appetites and receptacle of their passions. You come twice more as they just work out a good pace and rhythm with each other, discovering along the way that you react best when they fuck you just a little out of sync with each other, keeping your walls stretched wide while letting you feel their crowns smacking into your cervix individually.Â
Their grunts are getting more aggressive as they get into it, the smack of their bodies against yours echoing in the room. You can only lay there and take it, already exhausted and so well-pleasured you doubt youâll ever need to orgasm again.Â
Moraxâs heartbeat is against your ear and it lets your know heâs at the edge right before he snarls loudly, his cock surging and throbbing inside you as he jets his cum into you. He holds himself fully inside you as he seeds you, his body convulsing in time with his cum flooding you, and you hear Krom give a roar as he starts to come, too.Â
The sensation of both of their monster cocks filling you at the same time throws you into a final, all-consuming orgasm. You utterly shatter for them, wracked with tremors, squirting from the pleasure and jolting uncontrollably.Â
You donât know how long it continues. Youâre caught in such an intense tidal wave of ecstasy that you canât focus like that. The only thing youâre aware of is your body quaking with pleasure, the two cocks pumping huge loads into you, and the big, heavy bodies above and below you.Â
More of their cum ends up outside of you than inside, their output so generous that theyâre still going long after theyâve flooded your womb and channel with their seed. You can feel it gushing out of you, pouring over Moraxâs groin and sticking to your spread thighs.Â
Then, with a heaving breath, Krom pulls out of you and flops over on his back, panting. Morax is panting, too, and you feel his cock slip out of you as it soften, shrinking significantly now that heâd successfully seeded you. His huge hand strokes your hair as if gentling you back down to Earth, and it helps you relax in the aftermath of that incredible explosion.Â
At length, Krom says heavily, âGood idea⌠to share.âÂ
You give a weak chuckle, too tired to move.Â
With a grunt, Morax agrees, âThis⌠much better than fighting.âÂ
You grin at his comment. It says something that he canât quite speak fully coherently, though you know very well that he can. Both men speak fluent English without trouble. Heâs just so blissed out that he canât fully speak his thoughts.Â
You wet your lips and weakly murmur, âI need⌠a nap. Then⌠a little later⌠we can try again⌠make sure it takes.âÂ
Both men groan, clearly loving that idea.Â
âRest,â Morax tells you, stroking your back. âWe will seed you again after you wake.âÂ
âWith pleasure,â Krom agrees. You can hear the grin on his face.
You gladly let yourself sleep like that, splayed over Moraxâs chest with his hands petting you, your cunt completely flooded with both menâs cum.Â
(tw : dc!! sex work, free use, stuckage kinda, incest. i wonât hold you, this is gross all around.)
ok so. reader who works in one of those reverse gloryhole establishments. you know, the ones where people are stuck in a wall, top halves hidden behind it and bottom halves exposed for free use. itâs a bit of a kink for you, and the money is good. you get paid to just lay there and be licked and fingered and fucked without ever having to see anybodyâs face, itâs a win-win for you honestly.
the longer you work there, the more you begin to recognize your regulars. there are a lot of faceless holes to choose from, but they always seem to beeline it for yours, and thatâs flattering in a way. obviously you canât see them, but youâve learned to tell who they are by the feel of them, or by their little routines (one seems to enjoy just rubbing himself on your clit until he finishes, another comes near the end of the night to clean you up with his mouth and bust in his own fist), or by the way they sound when they cum.
but thereâs one in particular that really interests you.
for one, his cock is huge. the first time you took him you thought you would break. he was slow and gentle about it though, got you nice and lubed up and fucked you open on his fingers when he realized you couldnât take it right away. rubbed your thighs with those big, rough hands of his in encouragement the whole time he eased in, inch by agonizing inch. since then youâve gotten used to him, and thank god you did because now when he gives you all of him you see fucking stars. you can always expect to have an orgasm when he comes by. he fucks you so good, you almost wonder why heâs coming to an establishment like this in the first place.
the other thing that mystifies you is youâve never heard his voice. not a groan, not a curse, nothing. you spend a lot of your time laying there imagining what he must sound like. every time he empties himself inside you (he never does it anywhere else) youâre always hoping this will be the time that he makes some noise for you.
and one day, he finally does.
itâs a weird day. you slept through your alarm and were late for your day job, you made a small screw up that your boss was particularly ornery about, and to top it all off you got a call from your dad right before walking into this seedy side gig of yours. you ended up unloading on him about your day and he called you âsweetheartâ in that sympathetic dad voice of his. it made you feel a little guilty. a little gross. you ultimately tell yourself that youâre an adult who needs to pay rent, and what he doesnât know wonât hurt him.
itâs a damn relief that your favorite regular eventually shows up. you could use the release after the stressful day you had. and he gives it to you, multiple times. heâs really hogging you tonight, making you cum on his fingers and his cock like this is more about your pleasure than his. itâs like he knows your body so well that he can feel the tension of the day wound up in it.
with all those orgasms heâs given you, youâre extra sensitive. extra wet. heâs stretching you around his cock so good and hitting that spot inside you with such force that you know this next one is going to be different. he spits down on your pussy, stroke never faltering as he begins rubbing circles into your clit with his thumb. youâve never squirted before but youâve heard enough about them to know this feeling.
he pulls out when you do it. plays with your cunt and strokes himself as you gush. you make such a mess that you can hear it splashing down onto the floor below. itâs the most intense orgasm youâve ever had, pleasure wrung from your body so throughly that you feel you should emerge from the wall and thank him.
through the haze of your aftershocks, you hear his voice for the first time. gruff, encouraging, a little proud.
fatherly.
âthatâs it, sweetheart. good job.â
your stomach lurches with an all-consuming, abject horror.
your favorite regular â the one whose cock you think about when you go home, the one whose touch you imagine when the other clients arenât doing it for you, the one who makes you cum so hard your body tingles for hours after â is your dad. he has been your dad this whole time. and as he slides back in and resumes the pace youâve come to know so well, you are helpless to stop him. helplessly trapped in this wall for the duration of your shift with your dadâs thick, warm load steadily dribbling out of your pussy.
Holy Warrior who ends up defeated in battle by a Demon Prince, stripped of his blessed armour, forced onto his hands and knees as the Demon Prince forces his long, thick, ridged cock into his mouth and down his throat. Demon Prince's clawed fingers digging into his scalp, drawing blood as he fucks into the warriors mouth and throat in long, slow thrusts. Holy Warrior's eyes welling up he gags and is used for the Demon Prince's pleasure until he's forced to swallow the Prince's load, taking his Demonic seed deep in his belly. Holy Warrior brought to Hell and used by the Demon Prince's personal cock warmer and fuck toy but the Demon Prince only uses his mouth, his ass is reserved for the pack of nearly feral Hellhounds who mount the Warrior and make him scream around the Prince's cock as he's violated, knotted and forced to come on the Demon animal's massive cocks while his guts are flood with cum that feels like it's burning him alive from he inside out. Holy Warrior reduced to a broken, needy knotslut and fuck toy for the Demon Prince & his hounds.
I wanna be shoved to the ground by the owner of a large male dog...
I want to be forced on all fours while the dog mounts me, fully clothed. The owner praising and degrading me, calling me a "good doggy slut" for letting his dog take out his aggression.
The owner would then tell me it's time for me to strip, his dogs cock fully erect now. Even after humping for so long, the dog isn't done yet...and neither is the master.
After I strip, the dog immediately pounces back on me. I feel his claws digging into my sides, getting scratched up as I feel his red tip pierce into my embarrassingly wet pussy.
The owner still watches, egging on their dog and telling me how good I'm taking the dogs knot.
They can't help themselves now, pulling out their rock hard cock and forcing it past my lips.
I feel the pistoning of the large doggy cock in my cunt and the now large cock fucking my throat.
The dog finally cums, knotting me full of his thick mutt cum. The owner cums down my throat, forcing me to swallow every bit.
I couldn't help but cum around the dog cock still buried deep in my cunt, moaning loudly against the cock in my mouth.
I feel the dog cock harden inside me yet again and I look up to see the owner's big grin.
I think it's time for another round.
(sorry if this is bad:( this is my first time doing any sort of K9 content so please be nice đŤś)
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Cute little twink with a cunt who eventually trains the doggy to mount them and ends up with a knotted cunt and womb full of doggy cum, their fingers jerking their little tdick and making themself come on the knot over and over.
Cute little twink with a cunt who ends up a total knotslut with multiple big, "scary" doggies who eat them out and fuck their needy holes as often as they want.
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Twisted priest who spends his days projecting the appearance of a good and pious man but at night he's on his knees next to his bed riding the biggest, girthiest, knotted dildo he can find screaming out in pleasure and need as he "prays" to be fucked and knotted by a Hellhound. His cock throbbing as he bounces on the dildo suctioned to the floor, wailing in "prayer" as he comes untouched when he finally gives in and takes the knot. Leaning against the side of his bed, trembling and wrecked, his hole clenching around the knot as he comes down him orgasm.
Twisted priest who gets his wish when he dies, ending up strapped to a breeding bench and fucked by the biggest, meanest Hellhounds, their cocks bigger and thicker than any dildo he could have bought in a store, they destroy his insides and flood his ruined soul with searing hot semen while he screams but always ends up cumming on their unholy cocks.
He didnât know what was up with his babygirl lately, but she was making his cock ache.
Every time he turned around there she was spread out either on the sofa or the living room floor wearing some sort of t-shirt and tight pussy hugging panties.
At first it was easy to deal with. A bit of a shock to his cock to see his little girlâs cunt outlined so perfectly in her pretty little panties like that before him, but guilt quickly killed any hard on that would rise up in his lap.
But, there was only so much a man could take of having a pretty young girl bouncing around the house in cunt splitting panties. His cock eventually got over being guilty about getting swollen for her.
Now it only throbbed to be inside her.
Night after night he found himself getting into her hamper, finding her freshly worn panties and sniffing them while he jacked off in his bed.
He never cum so hard in his life as he did while having his nose buried in her sweet smelling panties.
And she was starting to tease him. He would swear his life on it.
Heâs see her out of the corner of his eye rubbing on her little panty covered pussy while she sat on the sofa.
God how many times had he seen her do that.
The one that got him the most was walking in to the living room and finding her on the floor, humping her little pussy into her hand.
He should have turned and walked right out of the room but he couldnât help it. He was drawn to the sight of her fingers digging into the crotch of her panties, splitting those small lips apart as she wiggled her hips and humped her hand.
The sound of her little whimpers had his cock leaking and nearly shooting cum in his pants.
That night after seeing her like that he was on his way to her bathroom, desperate to find that pair of panties.
He never made it.
As he neared her bedroom door, hear heard that sweet whimpering sound that she had made earlier that afternoon and stopped to listen.
When she moaned his name that changed everything for him.
He quietly pushed the door open and found her laying on her bed, naked from the waist down on her belly. Her small fingers rubbing around her clit and dipping into her glistening wet hole as her hips gyrated.
He had to mount her.
He pulled his clothes off and stepped up to the bed, his hand around his cock as he jerked with aching lust. He felt like an animal smelling a bitch in heat as his babygirlâs wet cunt scent hit his nose and filled his lungs.
âDaddyâs here, babygirl.â
She froze. Her head whipped around and her fingers froze inside her little cunt as she stared at him.
âDaddy!â
He reached out and grabbed her by the hips, dragging her toward him and the edge of the bed.
âDaddy, Daddy what are you doing?â She cried out as her hands grabbed ahold of the covers on her bed in an useless attempt at trying to stop him from pulling her down the bed.
He moaned as his dripping cock head pushed against the wet, tight lips of his babygirlâs cunt.
âSweet⌠wet⌠pussy.â he mumbled as he rubbed his cock over and over on her bald pussy lips.
âDaddy is gonna give you⌠mmm⌠what youâve been⌠teasing me⌠for.â He lined up the head of his cock with her hole and started pushing, digging his fingers into her hips as the head spread her open and started to disappear.
âAhhh⌠Daa⌠Daddy I wasnât⌠Daddyyyy!â
Her legs kicked out on either side of his as he speared his babygirlâs virgin little cunt with the thickness of his cock.
Once, twice, three times it took before he was finally able to get her little cunt down the complete length of his fuck meat. Each of her squealing cries making his cock even harder inside her clasping hole.
He reached under her, found her clit and teased it, moaning as it made her little pussy grab at his cock.
âSuck Daddyâs fuck meat with that little cunt.â
He started moving slowly inside her, breaking the tight suction of her hole around the thickness of his cock. Her cries slowly turned into whimpers and moans as he moved faster, working his cock completely in and out of her little cunt.
He dug his fingers once more into her hips, pulling her into his thrust. His gut ached as his cock moved inside his babygirlâs little hole. It was so good, so tight. The way it was making obscene slurping, sucking sounds up and down his shaft was making his balls tighten with every stroke.
He was about to breed his own babygirl.
Her little hole was going to make him cum.
He couldnât stop himself as he felt his cock growing thicker. His babygirl was crying out as her little cunt started to cum around his rutting cock and he didnât care.
His hips kept slapping against her young body. The smell of her sweet cunt cream scented the air around him and made him keep pumping harder and harder, driving him to keep fucking faster. To put every muscle he had into pushing as deep as he could into his little girlâs cunt, to push as far up into her belly as he could get and breed her little hole with his potent seed.
When his orgasm hit he screamed. It felt like his cock was exploding inside her sucking walls, milking the incestuous seed from his swollen balls into waiting womb to breed her.
And still he kept hammering her little cunt.
All those days and nights of seeing bouncing around the house, teasing him with those panties, smelling them and jacking off to the smell of them filled his mind and his gut with the desperate drive to keep fucking her hole even as his cock started to soften inside her and slip free from her sucking grip.
Even then his hips wouldnât stop moving. He fell on top of her, trapping her beneath him in her bed. His slimy cock sliding against her ass as he continued to hump her. The ache in his gut for his babygirl driving his body to keep thrusting against her skin.
âDaddy⌠Daddy canât stop.â He moaned into her neck, his hand reaching between her legs and his fingers pushing into her cum filled hole
âOhhh god, Daddy,â she moaned, fucking herself on his fingers.
âYou want it⌠you want Daddyâs cock⌠in your little hole,â
She whimpered as she strained underneath him, her hips lifting as she tried to get his fingers deeper into her hungry hole.
âYessss⌠want your cock⌠in me⌠Daddy.â
Heat surged into his cock and lengthen. With a growl he flipped his babygirl over, spreading her legs wide and driving his meat into her cum dripping hole until her cunt was smashed around the base of his shaft pulling a scream from his little girl.
âGonna breed you⌠gonna breed you hard,â he growled as he rode her harder and harder, pounding down on his babygirlâs swollen cunt until she started contracting around his cock.
Urgent need found him reaching under her, sinking his hands into her tight ass and pulling her faster and faster up into his speeding thrust. Heâd never been so horny, so desperate, so hungry to fuck a cunt⌠to breed a cunt in his life as he was right then.
He roared as the first rope of seed shot out of his cock. He jammed her cunt down hard onto the root of him and felt the next throb of cum fire against her womb. Again and again he stabbed his meat into her, forcing her womb against the cum shooting head as the urge to breed rose him so hard for his babygirl.
He fell asleep between her thighs to the feeling of her little cunt sucking on his throbbing meat. And when he woke, it was to the feel of her little cunt still sucking on his throbbing meat as she sat on top of him riding his swollen cock
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