#somnidreams

WARNINGS - FEM READER X MALE CHARACTER, OMORASHI, NOT PROOF READ

You had no clue why you were letting him do this; you were both laying on the couch, his arm resting languidly over your lower abdomen. It was the typical night you shared when he had a night off. The only thing that stood out was the ache between your thighs.  

He practically begged you to try this and when you caved in, he didn’t waste a second to shove water down your throat, handing you bottle after bottle till you said you’ve had enough water to keep you hydrated for the next week.  

Your boyfriend settled you both down on the couch to ‘watch’ a movie, which is where you lay with a sensation on your lower stomach.  

As minutes passed your legs began to twitch, the urge to get up and use the bathroom was strong, but your boyfriend’s hold on you was getting stronger.  

“C’mon... you said we could try something new.” He purred in your ear, his palm pressing more against your flesh.  

You weakly bucked your hips and whined, fuck how you were regretting all the water you drank now. You wanted to protest, to simply use your free will and get up from your spot, but the reminder of what you agreed to kept you glued against the couch. 

You let out a slightly annoyed scoff, “I know what I said I just really-Oh!” You jolted as he pressed harder, his fingers rubbing the sensitive spot where your bladder was.  

“Then be good and stay still...” He spoke, kissing the side of your neck as if that was going to soothe you. 

“Please...” You breathed as the sensation grew between your thighs, you felt your pussy throb from both arousal and the overwhelming urge to pee, “I need to go...” you whined. 

He then snaked his other hand that was resting lovingly on your hip between your legs, pushing past your panties and he began to tease your already aching clit. 

“You’re so wet.” He said in an awestruck tone as he made slow circles around your clit.  

Your eyes fluttered shut, and you sighed softly; your brain was barely registering the feeling of shame and arousal you were currently experiencing as he continued to tease you.  

You couldn’t stop your hips from bucking into his hand in search of reaching your high even at the expense of embarrassing yourself. 

Meanwhile your boyfriend had the hugest grin on his face, taking those lazily motions and going at a quicker pace, already starting to feel his fingers become slick with your arousal and piss that was threating to trickle down onto his hand and your thighs.  

“About to go, already?” He taunted you, his palm relieving the pressure one moment before pressing down again only making you writhe more against him. 

You stubbornly denied this, not wanting to seem weak for being on the verge of both cumming and pissing but he wasn’t making this easier for you! The teasing, the touching, the growing fullness you felt in your lower stomach; it was all too much for you! 

Your hands weakly reached for the wrist that was halfway beneath the waistband of your pants to which he swatted your hand away and pressed deeply against your bladder as a punishment.  

“Don’t fight it, you know you like this. Wouldn’t be so wet if you weren’t.” He scoffed, he spoke as if this was wrong, as if this was dirty, but the hardened cock that rubbed against your backside told you otherwise. 

You felt yourself getting closer and he could tell too. He shifted against you and spread your thighs apart, only making you more likely to wet both of you.  

“Fuck I’m gonna... I’m gonna...” you panted, your brows pinching as you knew exactly what was about to happen on this very couch.  

His fingers began to move at a rapid pace, his hand going from your stomach to your hip to keep you in place while he toys with your clit.  

You already knew with the pressure coming from your bladder and his relentless movements with his fingers you were about to fall apart. 

It took a bit of pressure on your clit to send you over the edge, a warm stream running down your trembling thighs.  

“There we go, that's my girl.” He praised before pressing a kiss to your temple, never once stopping his ministrations that only added to the mess you were making.  

When you were done, you felt a weight lift from your body and you leaned into his chest, trying to ignore the faint scent of arousal and piss.  

“You’ll let me do this again right, baby?” He murmured, already shifting your body to go and get you cleaned up.  

You glared at him before nodding. 

You were definitely doing this again. 

Hiii sorry this took me a while, I've been adjusting to a new work schedule lol... I also don't do a lot of character specific requests but i absolutely loved this idea sm i wanted to try my hand at it so i hope this was an okay approach!! thank u for requesting anon!

Thinking about F/O's who are much larger than you, height, weight, muscle you name it. They're just so huge and they love to take advantage of that perfectly.

No matter your size they'll always find a way to manhandle you!!

You're busy doing something in the kitchen? well, now they're bending you over and keeping your hips in a tight grip while they shove their strap/cock as deep as they can in your hole! You're not even sure if your feet are touching the ground anymore but you're too fucked out to even notice!

They'd love to put you in a headlock too if that's what you're into as well! Being caught between their bicep and forearm as they pound into you and cooing in your ear over how well you're taking everything they're giving you so well. You may not be able to concentrate but the way your hole clenches around them goes to show how responsive you can be.

Nothing important here just wanted to say my F/O's love fat bitches because I said so

“There we go…” they rasped, “not so innocent now are you?” they would rub in your face.

Here you were, thighs spread, your most vulnerable areas exposed to their curious gaze for the first time.

When you told your partner you had been a virgin you had never seen someone so thrilled about the idea of breaking you. It was shocking for you to see a person with years of experience on their belt want a virgin in their bed.

Now they were leaving open mouth kisses on your throat, going down your chest, you two didn’t make much eye contact but when it did it was filled with so much tension it made your heart skip a beat. 

The kisses and soft breaths against your damp skin made it to your hips where they nipped playfully, causing you to practically buck into their face with a small whine leaving your lips. 

“Don’t tease me…” you would scold them, though there was no anger to your tone, if anything you were needing more. 

They planted a kiss on your inner thigh, “baby I barely touched you.” they said in a low tone, coming back up to hover over you, their face and their bare chest the only thing in your view, “yet I already have you so bothered? I knew you were gonna be such a good slut for me.” they added. 

Before you could mention that you had never experienced any of the heated kisses or lustful touches they had leaned in for another messy kiss, tongues clashing and saliva dribbling past your lips as a result. 

Without even realizing they lifted your legs and wrapped them around their hips, one hand keeping a steady hold while the other slid down your thighs and circled around your hole. They pulled back and let out a soft gasp themselves as they felt how wet you were.

“Gotta prep you okay baby?” 

All you could do was look into their eyes and nod, you moaned once you felt the stretch of two fingers larger than your own inside you.

“O-Oh fuck!” you cried out, your hands gripping their shoulders for support as they kept a steady rhythm in and out of your hole, your back arching further into their touch each time.

“Keep telling me how good that feels, go ahead.” they purred into your ear, kissing your lobe after.

Your eyes fluttered shut as you tried to gather your thoughts, once they were open you let out a soft cry, “it’s so good! It feels so fucking good!” you cried out, your nails dragging across their skin and leaving red welts in its wake. 

You felt that familiar tightness in your stomach, you were about to prepare yourself, your whimpers only growing louder in the room till they abruptly pulled their fingers out of you.

“What the fuck?” you said in a slightly annoyed tone.

They laughed mockingly, kissing your jaw and aligning their cock/strap, “I want to feel you even better, is that so wrong?” 

You couldn’t argue with that, it’s all you thought about for months before you confessed that you wanted to take their relationship to the next level.

They saw how you reeled your annoyance back and started off with the tip which had you hissing under your breath.

“You’re okay, I got you sweetheart.” They reassured as they continued to pushed their hips more forward.

It took a couple more thrusts to get all of them inside your tight hole which had tears brimming your lower lids as you looked up at them with the sweetest eyes they’ve ever seen, making their hips rut further into you. 

It took a few minutes of adjusting till you gave them the nod to finally move their hips like you’ve been wanting this entire time.

The second you gave them the signal they started at a steady pace til your moans and whimpers had them slamming harder into you, hitting every sweet spot you didn’t even know you had. The bed was creaking, your thighs fell numb, everything felt truly blissful.

“You feel so good! Don’t stop, don’t stop, please!” you praised as they kept going at a harder pace.

They moaned and gripped the sheets behind you, “Don’t worry, no more teasin’ I promise!” they said, chasing both their own high and yours.

Your hand ran through their hair while they gripped their shoulder, pulling them in for a kiss, “Gonna–gonna cum!” you whined once the kiss broke, your legs then wrapped tightly around their waist as your impending orgasm was moments away from breaking you entirely. 

Finally… that ache returned as they so selfishly took it from you, thrusting into you harder now once they realized how close you were. 

“Thats it… that’s my good girl/boy.” They said as they were on the verge of coming undone just as you were, “cum with me baby, go ahead and cum.”

Once you heard the demand you felt your cum soak the sheets beneath you and soak your partner as well.

Without another word they groaned and let out a loud moan, slamming their hips against yours one final time with their own arousal soaking you and the sheets.

You panted softly with hazy eyes and all you knew in that moment you wanted so much more of this and the way they looked back at you they agreed.

A/N - it has been so long since ive posted and i rlly hope i can post more, hope you guys had a fun holidays!!! Wrote this five drinks in!

Having an F/O who insists on putting your pleasure above all else, them laying you on your back or stomach to bite, kiss, suck, or even thrust into you for the sake of making sure you cum even if you had came once or twice already and they came as well.

But once isn't enough, not even twice. They want you to feel your best of course, whats the harm in ensuring their partner feels nothing but mind numbing pleasure? Even if you're crying and trying to wriggle away from them after cumming for the fifth?? Maybe even sixth time, they keep shoving you back into your prior place and making sure you cum once more.

"Let me make you feel good," they'd say to you, you had no choice but to keep cumming and soaking the bedsheets.

It's all for the sake of your pleasure. Definitely not because they want to overstimulate you.

I wrote this with the worst migraine one could recieve at 1 AM. I need water and tylenol, but I needed to write this because I thought of my F/O overstimming me under the guise of just wanting to make me feel good and I thought I saw the light.

All that could be heard was the sound of skin on skin, the rocking of the bed only adding to the ambiance of the home. 

“You’ve been so stressed baby…” their voice practically trembled as they felt your hole tighten around their fingers, another orgasm coming close, “so so tense…”

Which was true, work had been stressful and it was hard to find time alone lately, you definitely needed this. But the tension you felt coiling in your stomach was for a completely different reason. 

They leaned forward and planted kisses going from your cheek, to your ear, then neck; their teeth grazing your skin, “You’re taking my fingers so well, you’re so good to me.” they said and followed it up with a deep, affectionate chuckle. 

Once they quickly picked up the pace you let out a broken moan, your thighs trying to clamp had it not been for their hand putting pressure to keep one in place as they shove three fingers in your hole. A wet spot had already formed and you were one orgasm away from falling apart. 

“That’s it (Name), give me one more.” 

“Fuck I’m so close! So so so close!” you whimpered as soon as you could finally form the words, your eyes shut tightly and forced those tears brimming your lower lids down your cheeks, “Don’t stop! Please!”

Their pace intensified, a loud moan escaping your lips and your hands wrapping around their wrists which came with crescent indents on their skin, all you could do was stammer and trip over your words as soon as you felt that familiar knot below your abdomen, from how your thighs twitched to how you could only think of how they were getting you off with just their fingers. They were so good to you, so so good to you. You wanted so badly to thank them had it not been from the tongue tie you had.

Everything went white and your ears started to ring, you could hear them but you could hardly comprehend what was happening, your eyes rolled to the back of your head and eventually turned into lazy blinks as you stared up at them with glassy eyes.

They finally pulled your fingers out and put them into their mouth, pulling them out with a soft ‘pop’.

“You did so good for me (Name), you’re such a good girl/boy.” they said with a kiss to your temple now they lowered themselves down to lick up your own cum, only making you writhe against their tongue. 

They leaned away and let out a quiet laugh, “Okay, I’ll clean you up a different way.” they said as they got up and went to grab you a rag and some water. 

You laid there in bed, your thighs numb and the memories of whatever had you so stressed this week out of your mind.

WARNINGS: CNC, DEGRADTION, PRAISE, LIGHT IMPACT PLAY AND HUMILIATION IF YOU SQUINT

A/N — I am experimenting with different POV's, Scenario two is more for reader with cock/strap.

“C’mon don’t run away from me.” they said in such a taunting tone, pounding into you with so much force as if the first round wasn’t enough.

It was routine, they were horny and you were always there, it made perfect sense to use you! Day or night or even before one of you stepped out for the day they needed to use your hole at least once that week.

“It’s… it’s too much!” you panted, you were sore and exhausted! You weren’t even sure how they wanted to fuck again.

They grunted as they shoved their strap/cock into you at the very hilt and kept still for a moment, pulling you by your hair to press you against their chest. They leaned in for the sloppiest kiss ever, drool running down your chin as you both panted. 

They pulled away and stared at you with hazy eyes, “I know it’s too much,” they purred, wiping away at the mixture of saliva that lingered on your lips with a free hand, “but I know you can handle it. You’re gonna be such a good boy/good girl for me, yeah?” they grinned. 

Before you could even get another word out they dropped you back onto the mattress and resumed their prior movements, sliding their strap/cock in and of you in a way that made you dizzy and hot all over. 

“God–you’re the best fucking toy I could ever have!” they moaned, “just a set of holes for me to use and you love it don’t you? Go ahead–” they tangled your fingers in your hair and tugged, “say you like being used, say it Y/N.” 

Every time you tried to say it you quickly had the air pulled out of your lungs with every moan or cry for their name you said instead, they were so mean about it all the time but you were obsessed with the feeling of being used.

“I–I love being–oh fuck–I love being used [Name], I love being your toy!” you finally cried out, your voice was so loud that for a moment you were worried about the whole world knowing you were being used like some sort of sex toy. 

The sound of a sharp slap hitting your skin rang through your ears as you heard plenty of praises come from them as they eventually hit their climax and as did you as you felt the arousal drip down your thighs. 

As they caught their breath you could tell by the look in their eyes you’ll be being used again.

Different Interpretation —

“Aw is someone getting tired?” they panted as they moved their hips and planted their hands on your chest.

You couldn’t help but nod and cry out, it felt too good to the point of it hurting. You weren’t sure how many times you could do this before you fell apart for the second time that day.

They absolutely loved using you, no matter the time of day or what’s going on they needed to use you.

“Please… I can’t cum again!” you groaned as you threw your head back into the pillows as they moved faster, fucking themselves on you yet you’re the one feeling fucked stupid right now. 

They let out a chuckle, leaning down to give you the sloppiest kiss ever stealing their air from your lungs that left you dizzy and weak as a result. 

“But you’re gonna, you’re gonna cum because I said so.” they said.

You were so close, you squeezed your eyes tightly as you felt yourself twitch inside them but they slapped your cheek as a silent command to open your eyes. 

“Look me in the eyes when I use you, Y/N.” they reprimanded you, “there were go… now tell me you like being my toy, say you like being used.” they said, their eyes rolling into the back of their head as they were now nearing their own orgasm.

Your hands reached for their thighs, their chest, anything you could feel for as you tried to ground yourself good enough to actually say more than their name.

“I love when–you use me, [Name]!” you whimpered out as you felt your orgasm hit, cum dripping down both their thighs and yours. 

As they caught their breath they praised you endlessly, their nails still buried into your skin. Give it a day or even another four hours and you’ll be back here again.

A/N — Hiiii I hope you enjoyed this anon, idk why i was thinking it'd be cool to try and write for different POV's but it was fun might do this whenever i have the energy to do so, I definitely wanna come back here more often i have a lot of ideas just gotta figure out the right words.

Imagine your F/O deciding you're not allowed to use the bathroom one day? This agitated you slightly, you didn't like the idea of being prevented from something so basic, but before you were able to argue they gave you an alternative.

"Either you hold it till I say you can use the bathroom or you can piss on the floor, I'll even put doggy pads on the floor for you." they would say with a smirk on their face, they thought this was an amazing alternative.

At first you didn't believe them, thinking they were bluffing, you decided to wait till they had stepped out to get ingredients for dinner to try and open the bathroom door. There you were met with a door that was locked from the inside.

Oh, they were serious about this.

By the time of our discovery you already drank four glasses of water when they told you to do so, now you truly regret drinking all of that water.

Suddenly your bladder started to ache as you had your realization, and in no time your crotch did too.

Your legs would twitch whenever you sat, squirming in place did nothing but you were so determined not to piss on a pad like a dog.

When your F/O came back home they smirked at the sight, your leg was bouncing in place while you were trying to distract yourself from the fact you were so desperate it hurt.

"You know you can pee right? Just not in the bathroom." they purred as they walked past you, knowing they had the privilege to use the bathroom upset you greatly but you were stuck and there ws nothing you could do.

Hours pass now and you were certain too much movemet or even the slightest bit of laughter would send you over the edge.

As you got up from your spot on the couch to find something else to do your thighs felt numb from how long you've been holding and with tears in your eyes you looked towards your F/O who's been calm this entire time, "please..." you softly pleaded.

They shook their head, "I gave you an option, if you don't wanna use it, fine. But you're the one to blame if you wet yourself."

You let out a small sigh that could easily be passed for a whine, you looked at the pad that was by the couch and the droplets of piss threatening to leak couldn't be ignored any longer.

With one hesitant step after another you finally stood over the very thing you were trying to avoid and your F/O couldn't feel more satisified that you're giving in.

"Go ahead, you know you want to." they said in a taunting tone.

You undid your pants, sliding your pants and underwear off to avoid having them touch anything and threw it onto the couch.

"Do I have to?" You double checked to which you were met with a nod.

You looked down and relaxed your body, a warm stream cascading down your legs, you saw a wet patch below quickly form. You then shut your eyes to relieve yourself from any embarrasment.

"Good job," they praised, eyeing you up and down with approval, they loved it when you were desperate enough to piss on a dog pad.

Once you opened your eyes you were met with a very pleased F/O just a couple of feet away from you.

"See was that so hard?" they cooed.

You felt embarrassed but at least the ache was gone.

I'm unsure what does better shorter and longer post, but I'll probably do a mixture of both, and sorry for another piss post, it's just one of my favorite kinks right now... but I'll post different stuff too!