don't we all need a space for hornyposting

I'm really focused in imagining the moment I finally break you open and my fat tip slowly slides into you. Your cunt and dick and stomach all marked with my slick precum. Body hair matted and sticky. A small pool between my feet where it all dripped and my monstrous girth glistening from your went cunt. The brief relief and ecstacy of finally feeling the inside of your burning hot cunt before I realize the new sweet agony I have to endure. Every drop of my body is telling me to lose control. To force myself deeper into you. To break you. My fingers squeeze you tighter, my thick nails sharp and hard against your flesh. My body tense and shaking as I bite down harder on you, pull your body against mine and let out a deep desperate groan. You feel my body rumbling against yours as I slide deeper into you, my breath like steam on your ear, your dick pressed between our hot bodies. I'm barely in control of myself and your pathetic little moans as I feed that hungry little cunt make it even harder. You're being pushed further than you ever thought you could. Tears fall down your cheeks as you struggle to endure. Finally, you let out a gasp. You've done it. You've taken the whole tip. I let out a satisfied moan, bucking my hips slightly then growing still. I take my teeth off of your skin then look at you. You feel my cock throbbing inside you as I look at your face. I press my forehead against yours. Looking into your eyes as I slide almost entirely out of you then thrust my tip back in. I grunt in approval before getting back to work.

(that was longer than I thought it would be...)

…oh my god 💖💕💖💕

holy fuck anon

By the time I realize what's happening, it's too late. He sneers maliciously as his knot swells in my cunt and my eyes go wide in panic. It stretches well past what I can handle but is too big for me to push out, and I'm stuck sobbing and squirming on his fat, fat knot like the pathetic slut I am.

All the while, he mocks me for being so confident. I bear down and try to push the knot out, but it just makes him more excited. He comes in me dozens of times and not a single drop escapes.

After, I don't know what's better. Him pulling his knot and cock out of my hole agonizingly slowly, or him ripping it out quickly. Either way, it ends with me desperately rubbing my clit as his cum pours out of my ruined pussy and him shooting one last massive load all over my tear stained face.

You’re pressed against the other side. There’s a monster with you, huge and strong and pinning you to the door. Its cock is buried balls deep inside of you, so big that it bulges out your abdomen, visibly throbbing from the outside. Your belly is red and swollen from gallons of thick, hot monster cum. The monster moves its hips, its cock stirring up your insides. It’s been using you for days on end, so long that you can’t remember what it feels like to be empty.

You tell the visitor that you’re fine. It’s just that you’ve gotten really busy or something. Any excuse to make them stop worrying and decide to leave. It’s a struggle to keep yourself from moaning and crying as you talk. Maybe you could be saved if you asked for help. But you don’t know what the monster will do to you or the visitor if they find out.

Slowly rub the tip against my pussy, knowing I'd start dripping just from the thought of you sliding inside. Not long after you'd slide the tip in, letting me get used to the way it stretches me.

Starting to move your hips very slowly. Just teasing me with the tip. Making me watch it all and the need to be filled to grow stronger. Imagining how it would feel like to have the whole toy in. Having more of you inside of me.

"Aw what's wrong dear?", you'd ask pretending you don't understand the hazy look in my eyes

"Can you slide it all in?"

"Hm?", still acting all clueless

"Can you slide it all in, please?"

"Aww but didn't you say you don't think it would fit?"

"I want to try it", practically whining at this point

And without anything else needing to be said you'd start sinking the strap little by little until you bottom out. The whole time I'd have to watch the little bump it creates in my belly slowly grow.

Tall enough to almost be a one-bar prison, but of course its an office chair, I would be able to move it down. Id need to pur my weight on it first though, no choice but to take the whole cock deep before I can even try to take it out.

Would I be more productive? Id certainly be at my desk longer. Maybe Id even have all the right tabs would be open to do work. but Id be grinding on that fat cock. It might start unconsciously. It would be so knobbly and covered in ridges and spines, I probably wouldnt be able to help myself.

Maybe it would have a knot. Mmmmmm it would be stuck so deep inside me. If I sat for long enough, maybe it hurt to stand up and feel that thick bulge stretch my pussy afresh.