just feeling like a huge fucking loser lately, even longer if i zoom out to losing my job, and even longer than that it feels like it really all started w getting dumped. would like to sexualize it. call me a stupid horny pathetic loser while doing bad stuff to me and mocking me for liking it
my hot forty something instructor subbed for the lead coach today which was a lovely gift and horrible curse for me. tell me why i have a terrible sense of smell but can smell him from ten feet away. and he wasnt even that sweaty bc he was teaching
dads big hairy belly against my back while he pins me under his weight, fucking my sloppy cunt 😵💫 dads big hairy arms putting me in a headlock while he ruts my hole, grunting in my ear, telling me he raised such a good bitch 😵💫😵💫 big hairy dad treating me like his own little fuck doll 🥰🥰🥰
camping w dad and zipped up in a shared sleeping bag w him while youre both naked and having the closest, hardest face to face fuck you can. the limited space to move means he keeps his cock inside you and fills you up and even leaves it in you while its soft until hes hard and ready to start thrusting in to your wet boy pussy again
he keeps reminding you that the zipper is on your side and you can always open it when youre done and want to go sleep. but you just want to keep his body against yours, going from fucking,to holding his flaccid twitching cock inside your cum filled cunt, to fucking again until you both pass out or until the sun comes up
“God,” you breathe out. Your eyes squeezed closed, cheeks bright and flushed. “Not quite baby,” I tell you, snapping my hips forward making us both moan. I’m halfway in and it takes all of my willpower not to force myself as deep into you as I can be.
Where I’m meant to be.
“You know who I am,” I remind you. You whine out, shaking your head making me tut at you.
“Come on baby, who am I?” I urge you, moving forward just ever so slightly so another inch of me is inside you. “Tell me whose cock is stretching out this perfect hole.”
humping his old man cock until i cum... hugging him around the neck, whining and crying into his ear while he rubs my back and coos at me to keep going.
"there you go, puppy, just like that... aaaalllmost there... goood boyyy..."
Fucktoy. You're on the floor, flat on your back. The man who just finished pulls out, his cock dragging slick and heavy from between your legs. You let your head loll to the side. A sticky warmth leaks down your inner thigh and pools on the floor beneath you.
There's a hungry circle of four men looking down at you, and the sight of them sends a lazy pulse through your already-wrecked cunt.
"My turn."
"Fuck off, I was next."
"You went last time, asshole."
The argument kicks off like you're not even there, which is its own kind of thrill. They're fighting over your body, and you lie there with your legs still open and cum leaking out of you, soaking it in.
You push up on your elbows. Tilt your head. Put on your dumbest, most confused expression.
"I thought it was his turn?"
You point a lazy finger at the one who just came inside you. He barks out a laugh. The argument erupts.
"See? She wants me again."
"She's a dumb slut, she doesn't know what she wants!"
You bite your lip to keep from grinning. You know exactly what you want. You want them loud and grabby and competing over who gets to ruin you next. You want to be the thing they can't share nicely.
A hand clamps around your ankle. Another seizes your wrist. You're being pulled in two directions and you go limp on purpose, ragdoll soft, making yourself easy to move. Easy to arrange.
Someone gets tired of waiting. He kneels between your legs and spits directly on your clit and the shock of it makes your hips jerk off the floor. His fingers push inside you, curling, and you're so wet from the last load that the sound is indecent. Even for you.
"Someone's gotta keep her warm while you idiots figure it out."
That breaks the stalemate.
A hand fists your hair and tilts your head back until your throat is exposed. A cock pushes past your lips and you open wide, your jaw dropping on muscle memory. He slides in deep enough that you gag and the sound makes the whole room groan.
Your hand finds another cock. Thick, already leaking. You're almost grateful. With everything else happening to you right now, you really needed something to hold onto. Something to keep you afloat. Your fingers curl around him and start stroking.
The one between your legs pulls his fingers out and you feel the blunt press of his cock replace them. No pause. He shoves in and the stretch punches a sound out of you that gets swallowed by the cock in your mouth.
Then a body presses against your side. Warm skin along the length of you. Teeth find your neck, scraping slow, and a hand slides down your stomach and finds your clit. Starts rubbing.
And that's where your brain checks out.
It collapses into one continuous sensation, a full-body hum of being touched everywhere, used everywhere, needed by every man in the room. You're in a frenzy. Your hips are moving on their own, grinding down onto the cock inside you, pushing into the fingers working your clit, chasing everything at once.
The one fucking you picks up his pace, and every thrust rocks your body hard enough that it drives you further onto the cock in your mouth. You gag each time he bottoms out, a wet, choked sound you couldn't stop if you tried. You can feel fingers bruising your hip where he's gripping you. You hope they leave marks. You want to look in the mirror tomorrow and see the proof of being this wanted.
The cock in your cunt cums first. You feel the pulse and the flood, filling you up while your walls grip him in desperate little squeezes. The thumb on your clit presses harder and your orgasm hits without warning, your whole body seizing, a strangled cry trapped behind the cock still lodged in your throat.
He pulls out and you feel the mess of him spill, running down to the floor. Before you've finished shaking the cock in your mouth drives deep and holds and you swallow as his cum hits the back of your throat. The one in your hand follows seconds later, running hot across your stomach, pooling in your navel.
Then they pull away. One by one, leaving you on the floor.
You lie there. Breathing hard. Cum drying on your stomach, leaking from between your legs, the taste of it still coating your tongue. The room is quiet for a few seconds. The loudest sound is your own heartbeat.
Then the arguing starts back up.
"Well now she's a fucking mess."
"You made most of it. You clean her up!"
"It's not my fault I cum more than you!"
Their voices wash over you. Already negotiating the next round.
Your fingers twitch. You slide one hand down through the mess, trailing through their cum, dipping lower. Your clit is swollen and throbbing, lubed with their fluids and yours. It barely takes any pressure at all. You start rubbing again while they argue above you.
Their fucktoy is going to be needed again soon. You want to be ready.
Need to fuck like outlaws on the run. Everything rough, hard and fast. Everything so eager as our belt buckles knock together as we shuck off our pants, our teeth doing the same in filthy, whiskey driven kisses that are all teeth and tongue. Letting him put me on my hands and knees in the dirt by our makeshift fire to get out all the aftershocks of adrenaline crackling through our systems from our misdeeds. My moans and whimpers drown out the sound of the fire even as he shoves my face into the dirt. He tells me to imagine if this was the picture printed on my wanted poster, me writhing like a whore for him in the dirt, maybe they’d finally get my grin right with how happy I look to take whatever he gives me. And when he’s spent and his cum is leaking from my hole, I’d drink from his flask before we got moving again, the stars the only witness to our union.
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