You do not get to treat me as a sex object until you have shown that you do not see me as a sex object.
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@atinyslut
You do not get to treat me as a sex object until you have shown that you do not see me as a sex object.
*banging pots and pans*
Being raped for public entertainment! Being raped for public entertainment! Intimate gathering where everyone knows everyoneâs rape styles! Public performance where they make you scream the loudest! Cheers when you cry or cum or get bred! Everyone watching and laughing and turned on! Being raped for public entertainment!
thinking about laying face down on the bed, wearing nothing but panties, while someone straddles my thighs to give me a massage. strong hands slowly digging into every muscle in my back, forcing soft little moans out of me with each motion. pinning me down as they slide their hands to my waist, squeezing and admiring how i squirm as their palms move to grope my ass, tugging my panties out of the way as they please.
sorry my pussy clenched when u said u owned me it will happen again
Good morning cuddles that turn into "Fuck you're so tight when you're asleep and even tighter when you wake up."
why yes i do believe in the holy trinity. intox, somno and cnc.
whats a little free-use between friends?
i feel safer around people who are sex positive and so called "gooners" over people who are so puritanical that it would resurrect the body of John Kellogg
I love when people are bisexual
I hereby consent to receiving the following:
Artsy nudes (no boring dick pics)
Rape threats
Sexual harassment
Porn
Degradation
Humiliating questions
RP scenarios
And I have to reply â€ïž
Based on @domesticatedgrace's post
Reblog if you love boobs and hate ICE
I miss interacting with the kink side of tumblr/nsft đą if you see this, send me a message, I wanna be part of a community!
Can we please please talk about switch x switch sex because oh my:
- Both people fighting for dominance and itâs confident and snarky and eventually when one of you gives in itâs the roughest, most possessive sex ever
- Switching roles halfway through and being hit with the âitâs my turn to make you feel goodâ or perhaps the âdonât you think you got a little carried away, doll?â
- Both not really feeling like domming so itâs just soft and whiny and touchy sex filled with pleas and begging.
I could go on and on
you want to get a little too high and slip in and out of consciousness while i murmur sweet little nothings into your skin and grope your soft warm body and slip my hand into your panties
self care is fucking yourself over and over so your legs shake and your brain goes fuzzy
Imagine having a perverted ghost obsessed with exposing you. They gradually turn you into the town whore.
It starts with your clothes disappearing. You go to your closet and all you have for bottoms are skirts. Your panties and bras disappear one by one until you just stop wearing them.
Whenever you walk by a man in public, your skirt blows up whether there's wind or not. Every man in town has seen your pussy by now. Many of them see it daily.
If you're wearing white, you can guarantee you'll have water spilled on you at some point during the day. People like to joke about your free wet tshirt contests.
Your shirt unbuttons itself while you talk to people. Most people don't mention it anymore. They just stare at your bare tits until you realize.
People in town trade the best stories of seeing you naked. That time your bikini fell off at the beach and you couldn't find it and the day the wind blew your sundress fully off at the town fair are top favorites.
Eventually, people get bolder. They start taking photos of your clothing mishaps. The ghost is always sure to hold your skirt up long enough for them to get a good shot. Pictures of your ass, tits, and pussy are everywhere.
Not only do they not tell you when your shirt falls open, people start to grope you. It's not even worth fighting it. You let them feel you up until they've had their fill. Eventually, people don't even pretend they need to talk to you. They come to see you just to play with your tits.
The ghost doesn't even need to lift your skirt anymore. People in town will lift it up just to squeeze or slap your ass.
You get used to being fingered out in public. On the bus, in line at the store, even at work. Everyone has seen your pussy anyway.
People start licking your pussy every time you ride the bus. You sit with your legs open so people can taste you on their morning commute. You don't remember what it was like to ride the bus without a tongue inside you.
Every man in town as fucked you at some point. Most of the women too. Instead of paying at the store, you bend over and let anyone present abuse your pussy. You lose count of how many men shove their dick inside you daily.
Your porn becomes the town's main export. Videos of you being fucked in every possible location are all over the internet. People travel to town just to fuck you. Instead of shaking hands, you introduce yourself by spreading your legs.
Do I need a Ouija board to make this happen?
It started out as a joke. Just you and some friends drunk on a Friday night, lounging on the floor in one of their apartments. One of them dared you to try it. Through drunk giggles, you spelled out F U C K M E on the board. You didnât expect an answer. But you got one.
It was the alcohol, you told yourself. You drank a bit too much. That was why you felt cold hands on your skin immediately after. Icy fingers sliding under your clothes, groping at your breasts, squeezing your ass, and pushing inside you. You didnât realize how your hardened nipples peeked through your shirt after the cold of those hands against them. You didnât see your friends' eyes lock on them. But the ghost did. And it tugged your collar just a bit lower, watching their eyes follow.
You jumped to your feet to leave. You had no idea, but that was the moment that started it. That you gave your friends sitting on the floor a great view up your skirt. The ghost watched them stare, saw them nudge one another to see what a pretty mess you were while you bent over to put on your shoes and drunkenly exposed yourself to the room.
The ghost saw the way they looked at you. It decided there and then that not only would it fuck you, it would make sure every single one of your friends did too.
It was your friends that you flashed first. But from that moment on, the ghost could not get enough. It was those same friends who fucked you first. Who posted the first pictures online. Who ran the website dedicated to your degradation.
It started out as a joke. At least...that's what you remember while you lay your naked body on a restaurant table for tourists to devour. Wasn't it a Friday night with friends? You wonder while you ride on the bus driver's lap, paying for your commute by letting him cum inside you at a red light. You had been pretty drunk. Was it the Ouija board that led to you on the steps of city hall, bare tits in the air and the mayor's tongue buried inside you?
You suppose it doesn't matter how you made it happen. All that matters now is the moment another stranger makes you cum in front of the cheering crowd.
uhmm, could you continue the ghost stories, but like a ghost orgy? like you can feel so many hands and cold breathes against you, using everything hole and hand
Living in a haunted house has its perks and disadvantages. Living with multiple horny ghosts? Thatâs definitely an advantage.
Watching tv on your couch, you start to feel a set of hands feel you up. At this point youâre used to it living here. Except you feel another set of hands. Then, another.
Panicking you start to get up but are pushed down by what feels like three people. Youâre home alone. Itâs just you and three ghosts in your house.
One set of hands holds you down by your shoulders. Slowly making their way to your breasts. Removing your shirt, leaving your chest bare.
The second set of hands are pulling your shorts and panties off. Leaving you naked to the mysteries in the room. The third set of hands arenât on your body but, you feel an erect dick slide into your hand.
Quickly youâre pulled to your feet and pushed to be bent over on your hand and knees on the floor. Before you could stand up you feel someone line themselves at your ass and slowly slide themselves in.
Letting out a moan, as your mouth is open, another cock enters your mouth. Before you could reach down to relive your now aching pussy from the sudden pleasure, your hands are pinned down.
Slowly, a third cock slides into your pussy. All three using your holes for your pleasure. Not being able to see the three mystery ghost men, it thrills you.
Moaning around the one from the pleasure from the two at your ass and pussy. Reaching your climax from being stuffed full, all three of the ghosts quickly follow.
Cumming in all three of your holes. Filling you with their green goo. Drooling the green oozing liquid from your mouth. Slowly dripping the green goo from your ass and pussy as well.
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