i wish this was your cock raping me open nonstop sloving me absolutely no mercy as you fuck me like a dog in heat after you follow me into the bathroom after stalking me for hours on end
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mattheo pushing you on your back mid argument… 18+
“What else could you possibly want from me?” Mattheo’s voice cracked like thunder through the empty Slytherin common room, low and dangerous. The firelight flickered across his sharp features, casting harsh shadows under his cheekbones and turning his dark eyes molten.
Your blood was already boiling. Heat flared across your cheeks as you whipped around to face him, the argument that had erupted ten minutes ago having successfully driven every last person from the room. No one was surprised anymore. Most were shocked the two of you were still together at all.
“I want you to try,” you snarled, eyes narrowed into slits. “You put zero fucking effort into this relationship. You just expect me to stay, to keep forgiving you, like it’s all just going to magically work itself out.”
Mattheo’s jaw clenched so tightly you could see the muscle jump. He stalked toward you, tall and predatory, until the heat of his body bled into yours. “Maybe if you weren’t constantly riding my ass about every little thing, I would want to fucking try.”
The words landed like a slap. You hid the sharp pang in your chest, shoving hard at his shoulders instead. “Yeah? Then why don’t you just leave?” Your teeth ground together, tears stinging hot at the corners of your eyes no matter how viciously you tried to blink them away. You spun on your heel, making it only a few furious steps before his fingers locked around your wrist like a vice.
He yanked you back and shoved you onto the sofa. Your back hit the velvet cushions with a soft thud, anger and hurt pulsing wildly through your veins. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” you snapped, chest heaving.
“Just shut up for once,” Mattheo growled. His hands were already moving, furious and impatient. He popped the button of your shorts open with a sharp tug, dragging the fabric down your legs along with your panties in one rough motion. Cool air kissed your bare pussy, making you acutely aware of how shamefully wet you already were.
You didn’t stop him. You told yourself it was pure fury. That you were too angry to push him away, to let him win, but your body betrayed you. Instead of fighting, you glared up at his stupid, beautiful face, lips pressed into a tight line so you wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of hearing any noise you make.
Mattheo made a low, guttural sound in the back of his throat as he stared at your dripping cunt. The hungry noise sent an involuntary roll through your hips, your body arching toward him before you could stop it.
“Maybe I should leave,” he muttered darkly, even as his fingers dug bruisingly into your hips, yanking you to the edge of the cushions. The thick, flushed head of his cock nudged against your slick folds, teasing your entrance with shallow, torturous rubs that coated him in your arousal.
“Then go,” you said coldly, keeping your face like stone. You crossed your arms over your chest, the motion deliberately pushing your breasts higher in the thin tank top, the soft swell of your cleavage drawing his hungry gaze like a magnet. You turned your head to the side, staring hard at the stone wall instead of his stupidly perfect face.
Why does he have to look so infuriatingly handsome even when you hate him?
Mattheo’s hips rolled faster, rutting his thick cock along your sticky folds with increasing pressure. A low, amused chuckle rumbled from his chest. “Aw, who would fuck you then?” The smug lilt in his voice made you want to slap the smirk right off his lips.
You forced a sweet, venomous smile instead. “I’m sure I could find someone, they’d probably be better than you.”
His eyes flashed with dark possessiveness. In one sharp motion he gripped your thighs, spreading you wide open and slammed into you to the hilt. The sudden, burning stretch ripped a choked moan from your traitor throat as your walls clenched greedily around his cock, every thick inch dragging against your sensitive inner walls.
“Better than me?” Mattheo snarled, pulling out almost completely only to thrust back in harder, setting a punishing rhythm. The wet slap of skin on skin echoed through the empty common room, filthy and loud. “No one else gets this pussy this fucking wet. No one else makes you shake like this.”
You bite your lip hard, trying to hold back the desperate sounds climbing up your throat, but each deep stroke punched the air from your lungs. Pleasure sparked hot and electric up your spine. Still, you refused to give in completely.
“Maybe they wouldn’t talk so fucking much,” you shot back breathlessly, nails digging into his forearms as you rocked your hips up to meet his brutal thrusts. Your tank top had ridden up, exposing the underside of your breasts, and Mattheo’s gaze kept dropping to the way they bounced with every fast snap of his hips.
He leaned down, teeth grazing your jaw before biting down on the sensitive spot beneath your ear. “Such a bitch,” he growled against your skin, the word vibrating through you. One hand shoved your top higher, palming your breast, his thumb flicking over your hardened nipple. “You’re dripping down my cock and still trying to pick a fight. So fucking stubborn.”
“Fuck—you—” The insult fractured into an accidental moan as he angled his hips and hit a devastatingly good spot inside you again and again. Your back arched off the cushions, pussy fluttering and squeezing around him. Heat coiled tighter and tighter in your belly, threatening to snap at any given moment.
Mattheo’s pace turned feral, the couch creaking beneath you both as if you couldn’t be walked in on at anytime. Sweat slicked your joined bodies, the air thick with the musky scent of sex and the crackling fire. He pinched your nipple hard, making you cry out, then soothed it with a rough swipe of his thumb.
God, he was fucking huge. No matter how furious you were, your mind kept slipping under the relentless stretch of his thick cock splitting you open. Your heavy-lidded eyes locked onto his dark, burning gaze. The lewd, wet sounds of him pounding in and out of your dripping hole filled the room like filthy music, obscene squelching mixed with the sharp smack of his balls hitting your ass.
He bottomed out on every savage thrust, his hand sliding up to wrap around your throat, pressing just enough pressure against your throbbing pulse to make your head spin. The controlled dominance sent sparks racing through your veins.
“Say it again,” he growled, voice rough and dangerous, thumb stroking the side of your neck. “Say how you’ll fuck someone else while I’m buried in your fucking guts, baby.”
With his free hand he hooked one of your legs higher, looping it around his hip. The new angle forced his fat cock impossibly deeper, the head dragging against that devastating spot inside you with every stroke. The intense fullness was overwhelming. You instinctively tried to squirm away, your body attempting to escape the overwhelming pressure but he held you still, giving you nowhere to go.
“Maybe if I fuck someone else,” you gasped out between broken moans, nails raking down his back, “you’d finally try harder—”
Mattheo’s grip on your throat tightened fractionally, a dark, possessive snarl tearing from his lips. He slammed into you harder, hips snapping with punishing force, driving his cock so deep you swore you could feel him in your stomach.
“Bullshit,” he hissed, leaning down until his forehead nearly touched yours, sweat dripping from his hair onto your chest. “Fuck someone else and see what happens to them, you’re all mine even if you’re fucking crazy.”
Your back arched violently off the cushions as pleasure coiled tighter and tighter in your core, white-hot and vicious. Every brutal thrust sent shockwaves through your body. Your walls fluttered and squeezed around his thick length, the wet sounds growing messier, louder, as your arousal dripped down your thighs and onto the velvet beneath you.
“I—fucking—hate—you,” you managed to choke out between broken moans, the words slurring as your mind frayed at the edges.
Mattheo let out a deep, dark chuckle that vibrated against your sweat-slicked skin. Drool slipped from the corner of your parted lips as he fucked you even harder, the wet slap of his hips against your ass echoing through the room. A satisfied, almost cruel smirk tugged at his mouth when your eyes rolled back, his bitchy, stubborn girl finally fucked dumb — even if you were still trying to fight him with words.
“I know you do,” he purred, voice low and rough with lust. His hand stayed firm around your throat, thumb pressing just right against your pulse. “Cum for me anyway, princess.”
The condescending endearment, paired with the relentless drag of his fat cock against that perfect spot inside you and the tight press of his thumb pressing against your clit, finally shattered you completely.
Your orgasm crashed over you like lightning. A sharp, broken cry tore from your throat as your pussy clenched violently around him, pulsing and fluttering in powerful waves. Pleasure ripped through every nerve, white-hot and overwhelming. Your thighs shook uncontrollably, toes curling, while fresh slick gushed around his cock with every deep, punishing thrust. Drool trailed down your chin. Tears slipped from the corners of your eyes as you came hard, soaking him and the couch beneath you.
Mattheo’s thrusts stayed punishing even as your legs shook violently around his waist, your glassy, unfocused eyes finally dragging back to his. His hand loosened slightly on your throat, keeping just enough to keep your gaze locked on him while his other hand left your throbbing clit to cradle your jaw. His calloused thumb swiped slowly across your wet bottom lip, smearing the drool there.
“I would try harder if you’d just give me a fucking chance, you know? I am trying, but you just see everything I’m doing wrong.” His voice was still rough with anger, matching the fire in your chest, but his eyes had softened as he stared into your wrecked, fucked-out expression. “You think I want to lose you?”
A low, broken moan slipped from his lips when your sensitive walls clenched weakly around him again. The sound sent fresh heat licking across your skin, even as your abused cunt fluttered in protest at the overwhelming fullness.
“I can’t fucking stand you most of the time,” he rasped, hips snapping forward in one final, deep thrust that made you yelp, “but I love you all the time. So please—” Another hard thrust cut off his own words. “Give me a fucking fair chance.”
He bottomed out one last time, burying himself as deep as he could go. His full weight crashed down onto you as broken, guttural moans spilled hot against your ear. You felt his thick cock throb and swell inside your slick heat, pulsing as thick ropes of cum flooded your belly. The warmth of it filled you until you felt swollen and claimed, his spend leaking out around his length with every twitch of your overstimulated walls.
Mattheo gave a few more weak, lazy thrusts, grinding his cum deeper as he rode out the last shocks of his orgasm. Only when he finally began to soften did he still, staying buried inside your twitching pussy.
He lifted his head, dark eyes searching yours for a long moment. Then he pressed a surprisingly sweet, lingering kiss to your sweaty forehead, his breath warm against your skin.
“Am I forgiven?” he murmured, voice low and husky, “or do I need to eat this pretty pussy until you say you love me too?”
every day you pass by dozens of pussies. you just got to be bold once. make a drastically fun decision and rape the whore you’ve been craving. she doesn’t want it too bad force the whore by her hair down kicking and screaming, tear at her clothes with abandon. make her submit to you. All they are , are 3 warm holes. you see them walk past you, the whore in class, the dyke at work, the cashier you frequent. They are just objects meant to bring you pleasure. Below their clothes are tits to grope and suck on, beneath their tight pants and long skirts are just pussies dying to be raped. They masturbate everyday wanting to be fucked like a prostitute. Give them what they want. Rape their dry cunts till they are soaking wet from your cock being rammed inside of them. Grab them by the throat till they submit. They may fight back but that just means they will love it all the more when they are remembering the night you raped them and gave them purpose in the future. A cunt craves to be used, do your duty and breed the whore you have a crush on. Make her submit to you and in the future, she will never act out against you. She will fear you and submit to you the more you use her. it’s a beautiful thing when a whore has learned her place as your cum rag. they are as desperate and as horny as you are. make their dream come true and breed the innocent whore into a cock guzzling hooker.
The image of it is making my cock so very hard right now. All the whores reading this are rubbing their cunts knowing they want to be raped, make it a little easier for me to find you by liking this.
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Not opening my legs when he says so that he'll force them open. Turning my head away when he goes to kiss me so he'll grab my chin rough and do it forcefully.
i wish i was followed into a dark alleyway by a man or a group of men completely pent up who have been stalking me, what i wouldnt do to be tied down stripped and raped right than and there. using my holes nonstop while im screaming and crying raping my delusions of ever being a man out of my head. forcing me to take load after load deep in my ass or my womb or all over my body. but it doesnt just end there once theyve had their way they leave me there still tied up covered in cum blood and bruises drooling like a mindless whore.
taking photos and tagging the location of where i am for whoever needs to rape a delusion barely legal fakeboy, one at a time or forcing me to take multiple cocks at once nonstop with no protection whatsoever. and just leaving me there.
Please dm me and tell me what youd do to me, send me whatever to fuck my cunt to quite literally whatever you and i will fuck myself to it no matter what it is, send me rape threats and whatever you want if you dm me ill send me fucking my cunt
