i know you wanna be humiliated. it makes your heart beat faster. your mind go numb. you wanna be made to crawl on all fours, dumb and subservient. you wanna be dragged down to something lower than human. weak and needy and disgusting and mine. something incapable of independent thought. my possession.
not to post about my pr*gnancy kink but the whole demon-summoning circle tattooed around your pussy thing has me so fucking hot and bothered.
i get it as a bit of a joke, maybe hoping it’ll work but doubtful. but then i wake up to a thick cock inside me in the middle of the night, despite the emptiness of my room and how i’m fully clothed, and i’m just so ecstatic that it even worked. it’s much more constant than i expect, but i don’t mind, even when they choose the most inconvenient times to shove themselves inside me.
i’m so distracted i completely forget to take my birth control. and by the time i remember i have to worry about that kind of thing, it’s way too late for plan b, already full of demon spawn. having to continue my day-to-day life with a slowly growing belly, strangers smiling and congratulating me thinking i’m going to have a perfectly normal baby, and the absolute worst cravings-suddenly overcome with the need to tear out someone’s throat, immediately leaving and sobbing and full of shame at myself for daring to have those thoughts even if I don’t act on it-
and the whole time, the characteristic symptoms of pregnancy-the increased sex drive, increased sensitivity-are in full force, and i’m so, so fortunate to constantly have someone inside me, helping me through this.
like oh no, i’m so crazy about you that my pussy is literally drooling when i’m near you and it’s making you even crazier? and you’re getting all possessive and needy just because of my scent? and we gotta fuck raw and nasty until we pass out or else we’ll burn? and you’re gonna mount me while we’re at it too?
oh no, what’s that; a knot? you’re gonna stuff me full with it to make sure all your cum stays inside me while you sink your teeth into my neck and claim me as your mate? okay!
Youre such a fucked up little slut arent you? Begging for validation from men online. Someone needs to stalk you down, tie you up, and rape you until cum is gushing out of your used up swollen cunt
Dirty fucking slut, begging for ape threats online. How about daddy kidnaps you to keep in his basement? Or just takes you on the street so everybody knows youre nothing but a rapetoy
Look. I didn't want to say anything because it's kind of a touchy subject, but the dragon doesn't actually take these "brides" back to its lair full of riches and add them to a harem. Okay? It's a big fucking lizard with a brain the size of an orange, it just roasts and eats them.
Now come on, get those chains off. Where did you even get these? Oh you made them? See that's the kind of craftsmanship the village needs you for. We'll have a big orgy after the ritual and if you want a bunch of us will dress up as dragons and take turns having a go at you. It'll be nice, you'll see.
i need someone to be a pervert about me. i need us to go out to a bar or a restaurant and i need to catch you staring at my tits over and over again, at my mouth and my ass and making it so very clear how much you want me. put your hand low on my back and high on my leg and watch how i blush and push into it, not making my own move but so clearly wanting to see just how far you'll go without me stopping you
I pause, looking up from my phone to stare at you from where I’m sitting on my bed. You’re standing in the doorway, casually propped against it as you hold your drink in one large hand.
“Where did THAT come from?”
“Just answer the question,” you say as you raise your drink to your lips, peering at me over the rim of the glass as you take a long sip.
“I mean… I worry about it, of course, but in actuality I don’t think I am.”
“And why do you say that?”
“Well, I’m not that pretty, for starters. Not to say that attractiveness defines who is and isn’t raped, but it probably plays a part in some cases. I also just don’t leave the house much. I’m careful when I do though, just to be safe. You know, stay in crowded places and lock my car as soon as I get in it, that kind of stuff. Sure, sometimes I wear outfits others might consider ‘scandalous,’ but it’s not like what I wear in the comfort of my own home.”
You keep staring at me, unmoving, as you wait for me to continue.
“Plus, they say most victims know their rapist, but I don’t know that many people anyway. So that decreases the chance of me getting raped even more.”
You’re still staring at me, listening intently. It’s starting to get a bit unnerving, so I keep rambling.
“If anyone tried, I’d fight them and scream, make it not worth the risk. Obviously I’d aim for their dick first, but I’d also go for their eyes. I’m definitely not worth it if I’ve bitten their dick off or jammed my thumbs into their fucking eye sockets, you know?”
I uncross my legs and throw them over the side of the bed, letting them hang as I look up at you.
“So, no, I don’t think I’m rapebait. You don’t have to worry about anyone raping your little sister…”
I trail off, noticing how you’re smiling now. Not like you’re content with my answer, but like you know something I don’t.
“…What? Why are you looking at me like that?”
You just chuckle to yourself, stepping inside my room as you close the door behind you.
“Just funny, that’s all,” you say as you walk towards me, setting your drink down on my bedside table.
“What about any of that could possibly be funny?” I ask, narrowing my eyes at you.
“The fact you think any of that means you’re safe,” you reply. You stand in front of me, right between my legs before I can even think to close them. You lean down, uncomfortably close as you place your hands down on the bed, effectively caging me in.
“But don’t worry kid, your big brother is here to tell you every fucking reason why you’re wrong. First of all,” you start, before suddenly slapping me across the face, then gripping my chin to look at you. “I’ve warned you before that I’m gonna slap some self-esteem into you, and I’m gonna do it until you remember that you’re fucking gorgeous. Got that, darlin’?”
I’m too stunned to speak, my face that of shock and disbelief. I want to argue, but with my cheek still stinging from the slap, I simply offer you an upset and defeated nod.
“Good girl,” you say with a smile that doesn’t reach your eyes. “Now, second of all…” you continue, pausing for a moment to obviously glance down my pajama top before meeting my eyes again. “You don’t leave the house much, and you don’t know many people, that much is true. So, who does that leave, sweetheart? Who has the perfect opportunity to rape you?”
I don’t respond, my thoughts coming to a halt. I just stare at you, waiting for you to crack, to back off, but you don’t. I start to feel uncomfortable, my pajamas suddenly too revealing, my room too small yet the door too far.
“…I mean… Y-You wouldn’t-“
Your smile breaks out into a predatory grin, and it feels like everything I thought I knew is crashing down on me.
“Oh, baby,” you purr condescendingly, leaning in even more, forcing me to realize that I physically can’t back away from you anymore. “I am.”
Primal fear floods my veins and I instinctively raise my leg to kick you in the dick, but you easily pin my thigh down before I can even make contact. I try to scramble away, but you grab me by my wrists.
“And lastly,” you laugh, closing in on me until your clothed cock presses against my core. “I gotta thank you for telling me your plan, lil sis. I mean, I didn’t even ask you, you offered that up all by yourself. Almost as if you wanted your big brother to know just how to disarm you.”
“Go to hell!” I screech, thrashing in your hold. “Let go of me you sick fuck!”
“Watch your fucking mouth, young lady,” you warn, wrestling me off the bed and onto my knees. You hold my hands over the bulge in your pants, forcing me to feel how hard you already are.
“Take out your big brother’s cock, sugar. See just what you do to me.”
You release my wrists, but before I can think to try to run, you cup my chin to force me to look at you.
“You’re gonna take my cock out, and you’re gonna show me your appreciation for what I’m about to do to you,” you growl, tightening your grip on my chin before releasing me. “And no. Teeth. You bite me, and I’m gonna make you bleed from somewhere you’re not gonna enjoy.”
I stare up at you, wide-eyed and pleading, but you don’t budge. There’s no guilt in your eyes, nothing that indicates that I can sway you not to do this to me. I try to take comfort in that maybe if I just make you cum in my mouth, I can get away after.
With hesitant and trembling hands, I fumble with your pants until I slowly pull your cock out. It’s warm and hard under my touch, and, shit, it’s thicker than I thought it would be.
I take a moment, just staring at your cock, uncertainty evident on my face. I don’t dare look back up at you, knowing full well at this point that you’re not going to change your mind. I don’t want to do this.
You grab the back of my head, pulling my face towards your cock as your patience starts to wear thin.
I open my mouth to gasp, but you take the opportunity to shove your cock inside. Vibrations travel through your cock as I let out a muffled yelp and you start to fuck my face with a groan. My hands scramble to find purchase on your thighs as I brace myself. I shut my eyes with a choked whimper, my lips stretched painfully around your cock as I try to avoid accidentally getting you with my teeth.
You grab a fistful of my hair and yank, tilting my head up as my eyes shoot open from the pain.
“No no, you’re gonna fucking look at me,” you chuckle, but your tone leaves no room for argument.
It’s so much worse like this. I can’t pretend it’s not you, I can’t escape the fact that it’s my big brother’s cock in my mouth. Every time I close my eyes you roughly tug on my hair again, and I’m forced to face that it’s you over and over.
You can feel my stretched bottom lip trembling around your cock as I choke up, before you see tears start rolling down my cheeks.
“Aww, little girl, what’s wrong? Don’t you feel how hard you’re making your big brother’s cock? Aren’t you proud of yourself?” You ask, your voice laced with faux concern.
I try to shake my head, but you suddenly shove my head closer to you, your cock breaching my throat. I gag and thrash, trying to pull away from you, yet your grip remaining unmoving. Just as my vision starts to go blurry you pull my mouth off your cock by my hair, a string of spit still connecting my lips to you.
I’m still sputtering and coughing when you throw me back onto the bed like a doll, too disorientated to stop you from yanking my pajama shorts down my legs. They hang disregarded off one of my ankles as you settle yourself between my thighs once more.
You look down at my panty-clad pussy, pleased as you take in the cute lace I obviously never intended for you to see. I yelp in horror once you take my panties and shove them to the side, revealing my bare cunt. I try to buck you off, to cover myself, but you easily pin me in place.
“Oh, sugar, what a pretty little cunt you have,” you purr, tracing your fingers over my soft skin before sinking them into my folds. You can feel a warm, inviting wetness greet you as my cunt twitches against your touch, and you laugh. “Aww, did you get wet from sucking your big brother’s cock? What a little fucking pervert.”
“Stop it! Big brother stop! Please! I don’t want this!” I plead, panic racing through me.
“Can’t, kid. Not with how desperately your perfect little pussy is just begging me to rape you.”
“It’s not! I’m not! I’m telling you I don’t want this! Listen to me!!”
“Keep begging, baby, it’ll just get me harder,” you say, lining your cock up with my cunt.
“No no no!! Stop! Please! You’re my big brother! You can’t-!”
My pleas are interrupted by a combination of a scream and a moan as you bully your cock into my tight cunt with a single thrust. My words fall apart into an incoherent whine as the shock spreads through my body.
But for you, all you can focus on is the plush, wet walls of my pussy enveloping your thick cock as you sink into me with a groan. My cunt stretches tightly around you, feebly trying to clench down even as I try to push you out. It feels welcoming, despite my despair and anger.
“Y-You piece of shit! You son of a bitch! Take it out!!” I lash out at you once I regain control of my voice.
You grab some of my hair and yank my head back again in warning, cutting off my next insult with a whimper.
“I told you to watch your fucking mouth, young lady. I raised you better than that,” you growl. You slide your other hand over my stomach and up my pajama top, shoving it over my tits. “Fuck, I’ve been eyeing these cute tits for forever, little girl,” you add hungrily, rolling a nipple between your fingers before pinching it hard.
I keen, the pain from both the pinch and the realization that you’ve been having such perverted thoughts about me for a while now. It feels like my world is falling apart right before my eyes. All those moments with you that should’ve been innocent feel tainted now. When did it start? How long have you been hunting me, waiting for the right moment to strike? It hurts to think about.
My spiraling thoughts are interrupted by you sucking on my nipple, a surprised cry escaping me before I can stop it. My cunt undeniably tightens around your cock as you bite down, but I shakily manage to hold back a whine as you release my nipple with a pop.
“Just give in, darlin’. It’ll feel so much better for you once you do.”
“E-Eat shit.”
You slap my tit, hard. I yelp at the impact, failing to hold back my whine this time as you soothe the sting with your tongue, before you lavish my nipple and suck it back into your mouth.
You start to grind into my cunt, relishing the feeling as you push impossibly deeper. You stare up at my face as you release my nipple with a wet pop once again.
“Don’t you want to be a good girl for me, baby? Don’t you want to please your big brother?”
“No..!”
You punish me with a sharp thrust into my pussy, setting an unforgiving pace as I cry out with every thrust. You watch my tits bounce and my eyes overflow with tears as you prevent me from fully catching my breath. The lack of oxygen makes my mind break even more.
You keep going for a while, before granting me mercy by returning to a slow grind.
“Tell you what, kid. If you really don’t want this, I’ll give you a chance to prove it,” you tell me, taking my hands in yours and holding them on either side of your face, my thumbs placed near your eyes. “You said you’d go for the eyes, right baby? Then do it. If you want me to stop, jam your thumbs into my fucking eyes. Cmon. Do it. I dare you.”
I just stare up at you, my brain going blank. Everything is so confusing now. I don’t want this, or am I just not supposed to want this? I can’t tell anymore. Either way, I don’t think I like what you’re doing, but I also don’t want to hurt you to such an extent. You’re my big brother, I love you. That’s all I know right now.
I don’t move my hands, they just continue to hold your face even after you let them go. My bottom lip wobbles, and fresh tears well up in my eyes before rolling down my reddened cheeks.
“Aww, what’s wrong, little girl? Do you not want to hurt your big brother?” You ask while casually groping my tit, as if you read my mind.
I shake my head childishly.
“No? Then that must mean you like what I’m doing to you, right?”
I shake my head again.
“Oh, sweetheart. You shouldn’t lie to your big brother. It hurts my feelings.”
“But I don’t wanna hurt you! A-And I don’t like this!” I choke out between hics and sobs, removing my hands from your face to try to wipe away my tears.
“Baby, you’re thinking too much. Just listen to your big brother. It’s one or the other, okay?” You coo, sliding your other hand down to rub my clit. “Either you want to hurt me to make me stop, or you like what your big brother is doing to you.”
“I-I… I don’t wanna hurt you…”
“Then you like this. See, angel? It’s so much easier to listen to your big brother, isn’t it?” You say with a smile, rubbing my clit harder.
“I… Y-Yeah…” I agree, no longer aware of my brain shutting down.
“That’s my good girl,” you purr, increasing the pace and intensity of your thrusts, your fingers on my clit never stopping.
I let out some soft moans, my body feeling a little more relaxed and… honest? I can’t think straight anymore, all I know is that I don’t want to hurt you, and you’re making me feel good.
You seem to be feeling good too, with how you’re groaning and cursing as you steadily pound into me. I can feel your cock pulsing inside my pussy at times, and the sensation just adds to something greater building inside me.
“B-Big brother, I feel weird…” I whine between moans.
“Yeah, baby? Good weird?”
“Um… Y-Yeah.”
“Oh, sugar. You gonna cum on your big brother’s cock while I’m raping you?” You ask with mock sweetness, rubbing my clit faster.
“I… I don’t…” I trail off, no longer fully understanding what you’re saying as my hips start to buck into your touch.
“Shh, just listen to your big brother, sweetheart. Remember? You’re gonna cum for me. You’re gonna cum hard on my cock. Your pretty little sister cunt is gonna cum so hard and milk your big brother’s fucking cock.”
The pressure in my body builds, getting ready to snap. It feels dangerously familiar, but I’m not in the right headspace to place it.
“Big brother, wait! Stop! Stop! I-I have to pee!!” I moan frantically.
“Fall apart on my cock, kid.”
As if on cue, I cum hard with a long, broken moan. My head falls back in ecstasy, my tongue threatening to fall out of my mouth. My hips shudder underneath yours as my legs instinctively fall further open. I don’t squirt, but you feel a rush of wetness fucking soak your cock.
You pick up the pace, thrusting into my wet cunt with reckless abandon. I can only whine and moan, overstimulated, as you pound into me.
“Fuck. How precious, you fucked up little thing. You always cum that hard for your big brother? Or just when I’m raping you?”
I can’t manage to get out any words, but you don’t let me try to answer anyway, as you crash your lips down onto mine. Your tongue easily finds my own and you kiss me with messy desperation. I whimper into your mouth with every thrust as your climax nears.
You let out a long groan when it finally hits you, your cock throbbing hard as you pump your cum deep inside my cunt. I moan at the feeling, my pussy milking you for every drop. It feels so good I just have to clench around you with every pulse, extending the effect of your aftershocks. As you catch your breath, you grip my chin to look at you, the both of us panting as we lock eyes.
“Where are your fucking manners, little girl? Thank your big brother for raping you, for giving you what you fucking needed.”
She was supposed to be at school. That’s what he thought as he unlocked the front door but the house wasn’t silent. From upstairs, he could hear it—soft, muffled gasps, the creak of a bed frame, and a rhythm that made his pulse quicken. He stood frozen in the doorway, the key still in the lock, his mind racing. That can’t be what I think it is.
But it was. The sounds were unmistakable. She’s here. His daughter. She’s— He swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. He should have turned around. He should have left, pretended he hadn’t heard anything. But his feet moved on their own, carrying him up the stairs, step by step, each creak of the wood beneath his shoes making his heart pound harder.
The door to her room was slightly ajar, and the sounds were clearer now—little whimpers, the slick sound of her fingers moving between her legs, the soft moans she couldn’t hold back. He could see her through the crack in the door, lying on her bed, one hand tangled in the sheets, the other buried between her thighs. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted, her chest rising and falling with each shaky breath.
He should have stopped. He should have walked away. But he didn’t. He pushed the door open, just enough to step inside, and said, “Keep going.”
Her eyes flew open, her body freezing in an instant. She stared at him, her face flushed, her chest heaving. “Dad?!” she gasped, her voice trembling. She tried to sit up, to cover herself, but he stepped closer, his eyes locked on hers.
“I said, keep going,” he repeated, his voice low, firm. He could see the confusion, the fear, the flicker of something else in her eyes. She hesitated, her hand still pressed between her legs, her body trembling. “Don’t stop,” he said, softer this time. “Let me see you.”
She didn’t move, didn’t breathe, her wide eyes fixed on him. He could see the war in her mind, the way her body was torn between pulling away and giving in. Slowly, nervously, her fingers began to move again, her eyes never leaving his. She was so exposed, so vulnerable, and yet there was a defiance in her gaze, a willingness to let him see her like this.
He stepped closer, his eyes roaming over her body—the way her legs were spread, the way her fingers worked her pussy, the way her breath hitched with each touch. Her skin was flushed, her nipples hard, her body so sensitive, so alive. He could see the wetness glistening on her fingers, the way her hips moved with each stroke, the way her body was begging for release.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. He reached out, his hand brushing against her thigh, and she flinched, her breath catching. “Relax,” he said, his touch gentle, reassuring. “Just let me watch.”
Her fingers slowed, her body tense, her eyes wide and uncertain. But when he didn’t stop, when he kept staring at her, kept touching her, she began to move again, her fingers sliding through her wetness, her breath coming in short, shaky gasps. He watched her, his hand resting on her thigh, his thumb brushing against her skin, sending shivers through her body.
“You’re so wet,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the way her body was trembling with every touch. His fingers moved higher, brushing against her hand, against the slickness between her legs. She gasped, her hips lifting, her body arching into his touch.
“Dad…” she whispered, her voice breaking, her eyes pleading. But he didn’t stop. His fingers joined hers, sliding through her wetness, exploring her, teasing her. She was so soft, so warm, so ready. He could feel her trembling, her body so close to the edge.
“Shh,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. “Just feel it.”
His fingers pushed into her, slowly, gently, and she gasped, her body arching, her hands clutching the sheets. He could feel how tight she was, how untouched, and the thought of it made his cock harden, his desire burning hotter. He moved his fingers inside her, her wetness coating them, her body clenching around him.
“Oh god…” she moaned, her hips moving with his hand, her body so sensitive, so desperate. He could feel her getting closer, her breath coming faster, her body trembling with each thrust of his fingers.
“That’s it,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her neck. “Let go.”
Her body tightened, her breath catching, and then she was coming, her pussy clenching around his fingers, her body shaking with the force of it. He held her, his fingers still inside her, his lips pressed against her neck, until her body went limp, her breath slowing, her eyes fluttering closed.
He pulled his fingers out slowly, her wetness coating them, and he brought them to his lips, tasting her. She watched him, her eyes wide, her body still trembling. He leaned down, his lips brushing against hers, and she gasped, her body stiffening. But when he didn’t pull away, when his lips pressed against hers, she softened, her lips parting, her body melting into his.
His hand moved to his belt, unfastening it, pulling his cock free. He was so hard, so ready, and when he pressed the tip of his cock against her wet pussy, she gasped, her body tensing.
“Daddy…” she whispered, her voice trembling, her eyes wide with fear. But she didn’t push him away, didn’t tell him to stop. Instead, she reached up, her hands resting on his chest, her body trembling with anticipation.
He pushed into her slowly, carefully, the tightness of her pussy making him groan. She gasped, her body arching, her hands clutching his chest. She was so tight, so warm, so perfect. He moved deeper, her wetness coating him, her body stretching to take him in.
“Relax, baby” he murmured, his lips brushing against her neck. “Just breathe.”
She nodded, her breath shaky, her body trembling. He moved slowly, carefully, giving her time to adjust, to feel him inside her. She was so small, so fragile, and the thought of taking her virginity made his cock twitch, his desire burning hotter.
He began to move, his hips rocking against hers, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. She gasped with each thrust, her body arching, her hands clutching his chest. He could feel her pussy clenching around him, her body trembling with each thrust.
“Oh god daddy…” she moaned, her hips moving with his, her body so sensitive, so desperate. He could feel her getting closer, her breath coming faster, her body trembling with each thrust of his cock.
“That’s it,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her neck. “Such a pretty baby.”
Her body tightened, her breath catching, and then she was coming, her pussy clenching around his cock, her body shaking with the force of it. He held her, his cock still inside her, his lips pressed against her neck, until her body went limp, her breath slowing, her eyes fluttering closed.
He moved inside her again, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy, her body still trembling from her orgasm. He could feel his own orgasm building, his cock twitching inside her. He thrust deeper, harder, his body pressing against hers, his lips brushing against her neck.
“Oh god…” he groaned, his cock twitching inside her, his orgasm washing over him. He came hard, his cum filling her pussy, his body trembling with the force of it. He held her, his cock still inside her, his lips pressed against her neck, until his body went limp, his breath slowing, his eyes fluttering closed.
They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breath slowing, their hearts racing. He pulled out slowly, her wetness coating him, and he rolled onto his back, pulling her into his arms. She lay against him, her body trembling, her breath shaky.
“Dad…” she whispered, her voice trembling, her eyes wide with fear. But she didn’t push him away, didn’t tell him to stop. Instead, she buried her face in his chest, her body trembling with fear and desire.
He held her, his hand stroking her hair, his lips brushing against her forehead. “It’s okay,” he murmured. “I’m here. Daddy's here.”
I walked through the front door, tired from a long day at school. I put my backpack on the floor and took off my shoes.
I made my way over to the family room where my dad was sitting on the couch, watching tv.
"How was school." Dad said while grabbing the remote to turn off the tv.
"It was fine." I said as I grabbed one of the kitchen chairs. "There was a surprise pop quiz in math."
I brought the chair over, setting it a few feet away from my dad. The topic slowly died as I pulled my panties down, the fabric wet from the interstation of what's to come.
I handed them over to my dad, who now has his hard cock out.
"Mmmm, you've been a naughty girl today." Dad said as he ran his fingers along the fabric.
"I couldn't stop thinking of your hard cock all day today." I said as I sat down on the chair making sure Daddy had a full view of my pussy.
"Tell me all about it." Daddy said, wrapping my wet panties around his dick before slowly pumping his hand up and down his shaft.
"I was so horny Daddy that I skipped English class so that I could finger my needy pussy." I said as I rubbed my pussy, my juices covering my fingers making it easier to slide right into my pussy. I moved my fingers in and out in rhythm to dad stroking his cock.
"You naughty girl. What am I going to do with such a horny daughter?" Daddy said, moving his hand a bit faster.
"You can finally fuck me daddy." I said, moaning at the thought of Daddy's cock finally entering my virgin pussy.
"But you know that it's wrong, sweetheart. Daddy's shouldn't be fucking their daughters." Daddy said.
"I don't care." I said. "My pussy is aching to have your cock inside. Please, I need your cock, my dad's cock inside me."
Daddy groaned at those words as his stroking picked up paste again.
"Say that again. Tell me how much you need me inside you." Daddy moaned out.
"Please, Daddy. I don't care if it's wrong. I need you inside me. I need your cock inside me. I need your cock to finally take my virginity. I need my dad's cock to pump in and out of my pussy." I said
"Oh god, yes." Daddy said. "One day, I will take your virginity. One day, you'll finally will feel my cock in your pussy.
We both cam at the same time. Daddy, shot thick ropes of cum along the fabric of my panties.
After checking my breath, I pulled my fingers out of my pussy and slowly dragged my body up off the chair and over to daddy.
I grabbed my panties out of his hands and put them back on, letting Dad's warm cum spread around my sensitive pussy.
Daddy brough his hand up to my pussy. "One day, you'll feel my cock inside you. One day, very soon." Daddy said, fingers slowly rubbing circle on my pussy, messaging his cum deeper along the folds of my pussy.
Dad recognizes when his daughter isn't in the best mood. How she is more snappy, keeping to herself, and the glossy look in her eyes. He just can't help but want to take care of his little girl. Sneaks into her room when everyone is asleep and sees her hugging her stuffie and crying, his poor baby! Quickly climbs into her bed and brings her into his arms as he questions what is wrong. She doesn't want to say so, so he cuddles her, holding her close until she does.
Let his hand trail to her cunnie; she tenses, but he keeps whispering sweet nothings into her ear and kisses her forehead. Daughter doesn't wear panties to sleep, so all he has to do is push her pretty nightgown up to start rubbing her clit. Does my little girl want to tell Daddy now? He keeps rubbing her clit in a taunting, slow pace. Until she is whimpering, more tears are coming to her eyes as she tells him. He quickly is outraged because who would dare to do that to his baby?! Starts to rub her clit faster But you don't believe that, right, kid? You are so pretty too pretty.
He kisses her forehead again as he keeps playing with her under the sheets, and she hugs her stuffie. More tears fall as she seeks his comfort. She was a grown woman, but Dad made her feel so small and so loved. My baby is the prettiest, and Dad sees that, so I'm going to make you see it too. She felt herself so close, as her mind was a mess pushing herself into him. Go ahead, pretty girl, cum for Daddy; it's what girls like you deserve. Has her cumming with a muffled squeal by pushing her face into his chest. Such a good girl for Dad, always so good.
He lays multiple kisses all over the side of her face as she comes down from her high. He is taking the blanket off of them as he climbs on top, but she tugs it into place. Come on, baby, it's just me, Dad; no need to be shy. I know my little one is so pretty. She still refuses, and Dad sighs and keeps the blanket over them as he pushes his pants down enough he can pull his cock out. Daddy is going to love you so much; show you how much you deserve it. He'd say so many nice and pretty things as he grinds his cock over your cunnie, making sure it's covered in your juices before sinking in with a groan. I know baby dad is big, but just breathe and hug your stuffie. Pretty girls like you can take it so well. His arms are on either side of your head as you look up at him and he looks down at you.
Smiles when your glossy eyes make eye contact with his, my pretty little girl. Leans down and kisses you as he starts to thrust in and out. Holds you close and spreads as he continues to fuck and make out with you. My baby has the softest lips all for Daddy now; no more silly men who make you feel all sad. Dad will make you feel icky, but that is alright as long as I make you feel yummy. Right? Dad is making you feel so good? as you nod your head shyly, trying to hold back your moans. This was all so wrong, but Dad treated you so well, and he is so soft but is hitting that spot inside you so well, sending you into another orgasm. He groans as you tighten around him. I mean, who wouldn't want such a perfect cunt? And an even more perfect girl. His thrust, getting more needy, hides his own moans in your neck as he bites and kisses.
The bed squeaks a little as he continues to fuck you; the thought of being caught is long gone as you both feel good. You feel too stupid in the best way to do anything; Dad has sent your mind into a state of peace. That's right, kid, just be all pretty for Daddy; don't think about anything else other than cumming. Keeps fucking you and has you choking up when he manages to pull a third orgasm from you. Fuck, so pretty...my little one. Ready to take my cum? Yeah, she is. I know it Baby is always so good for me. Grunts and moans in your ear as he finally cums deep inside you. He puts his weight on you and holds you as he comes down from his high cock, still buried deep inside you. Keeps holding you and whispering soft praises until you fall asleep.
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Stop buying toys and gear from Am@z0n. Support LITERALLY ANYONE ELSE instead.
This is a repost from my old blog–with updates! Here is a massive list of recommendations of shops across the board. I put an emphasis on queer- or women-owned/focused shops but not all have been vetted or verified. Starred (***) shops are ones I have personally shopped at or my friends recommend. I focused on quality materials and reasonable (but not always cheap) pricing.
You have no excuse to be buying sex toys off of Am@z0n when all of these shops exist. Most Etsy shops offer free shipping on purchases over $35!
GENERAL
Shops that sell a variety of toys, tools, and gear
Stockroom***
The Pleasure Chest***
Good Vibrations
Babeland***
Sugar
Good For Her
Come As You Are
Smitten Kitten
Wet For Her
Early To Bed***
She Bop
Knotty Vibes
New York Toy Collective***
Oxy Shop Shibari
Oh My Butt Plug
SheVibe
STANDARD TOYS
Shops that sell realistic or standard-shaped toys
Tantus Inc.***
GODEMICHE
Uberrime
Portland Toy Company
Seductive Stones TR
Lee Nee Mee Nee
Gem’s Little Pink Box
Dong Deals NY
FANTASY TOYS
Shops that sell fantasy-themed or non-standard toys. Alternatives to B@d Dr@g0n.
Qimera Forge
Twin Tail Creations***
Primal Hardwere***
Fantasy Dangus
Xeno Cat Artifacts
New Folklore Silicone
Strange Bedfellas
Pleasure Forge
Shapely Toys
Sinnovator
Pheonixflame Forge
Northern Fantasy Toys
JoyFlex Toys
Geeky Sex Toys
Lovecrafters Toys
Frisky Labz
Nerd Climax
Bad Wolf PL
Nameless Angel Works
Fantasticocks***
Self Delve
Concocktions
The Crafty Hedonist
Built Up Beasts
Fairy Lust Fantasy
Nawty ToyBox
Wandering Bard Toys***
Senmurv Studios
Deep Fantasies
Wildo’s Dildos
Vaa Char
HC Fantasies
Cultured Fiction Labs
Zlotech
Masterwork Toys
Love Smiths
Neotori Customs and Hoard
Desire Toys
Manufuktory
Top Notch Dongs
LEATHER
Shops that specialize in leather tools and gear
Blue Velvet Leather
Leather or Knot
Decoria Belle
Spill Adornment***
RACK Leather Goods
Harness by Olga Ku
Gestalt Fetishwear
RHEA Leathercrafts***
Xenolux
The Brig Leather Co.
Unicorn Collaborators
Dirty Darlings Leather
Ideologia
Bound Aries Leather
Simply Kink
Leather or Knot
Restrained Grace***
NON-LEATHER
Shops that specialize in leather alternative gear and tools–vegan friendly!