Claire Keane
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Something so deliriously intoxicating about the thought that whoever's fucking your cunt holds all the power in deciding whether they finish inside or not. You can make them promise and swear to pull out and beg and beg and beg them to pull out, but at the end of the day you're the one with your pussy impaled on their cock, they hold all the power on deciding whether to pump your pussy full of cum. You're nothing but a warm, helpless hole to them.
Love the thought of having my prince always desperate and aching to be my good boy. Sometimes they'll come find me in my quarters, all flushed and so riled up that they can't wait any longer, already dripping from where they've been squirming against their saddle, wishing it's me that they were riding. I pin them against the wall, my fingers slipping inside easily with how wet they are, and then press them into their pretty mouth as I fill them with my cock, fuck them hard n fast while I tell them just what a sweet and needy boy they are for seeking me out, even when they have all their duties to be attending to...
Other times I can take my time with them. They'll summon me once the palace is quiet and let me find my good boy waiting on the bed, their hopeful face peeking up from the mattress and their ass high in the air, hands spreading themself so that I can see just how open and wet they already are. I'd make them watch me unbuckle my belt, hear them demanding my cock even as they feel my hands covering their own and present themselves a little higher to keep my attention where they want it. I wouldn't be able to resist running my tongue over their soft, slick hole first, hear them cry out and cant their hips into the unexpected feeling until they're begging to be mounted and bred like the needy little thing they are. I press my chest to their back as I fill them up, whisper my praises in their ear as my good boy arches and clenches around me, their pretty thank-yous interrupted by desperate whines as they try to fuck themselves back onto me and urge me to move... and once I do? They'll barely be able to hear themselves think over the slap of our hips and the deep, panted praises in their ear as I fuck them open, clenching around me and begging me to cum in them like the good, sweet boy they are.
They love being my good boy... after all, they know how much more fun it is than being a brat for me 🥰
I woke up this morning and the first thought in my head was that I wanted to be sitting with my back to someone’s chest, impaled on their big cock. I wanna be bounced on them hard & fast at the same time they fuck up into me and I’m so overwhelmed I can hardly do anything but whine and cry out. It’s almost too easy for them, I’m so small in their big arms and they can just grip my waist to move me up and down.
Then I want them to wrap an arm around my tummy, their other arm coming to grab me by the throat, and I want them to pick me up just to shove me face first into the pillows, all while staying inside me. I want them to pant and rut and grunt as they pound me beyond what I can handle and then some. I wanna feel their big frame wrap around me to kiss and bite my neck as I wail and sob. I just wanna be manhandled & treated like a whore.
getting your pup stoned while he sits on your cock. making him take a hit for every moan he makes..until hes clinging to your chest unable to stay quiet. his slick is dripping down your leg, you start bucking up into him like a fleshlight. just bouncing him on top of your cock, grunting from how much youve gotten off to his desperate sounds. your pup just pants and drools on your shoulder, howling out for more. just get your puppy stoned and they will get cock drunk!
Youre lying on your front, hugging a pillow. Your hips are in the lap of a large, hypnotically beautiful creature, her cock slowly thrusting into your dripping hole.
It's so thick, youre so stretched and full you cant think.
You dont know its an ovipositor.
Youve been fucking her for ages now, delirious from sex you have lost your concept of time.
You dont know what she is, but she has markings along her back and arms that glow softly, she has musical tones on her breath as she groans, and she has a thick cock with a cross on the head that you kissed deeply.
You feel her cock pulsing inside you. You are raw and sensitive and tingling all over.
She grabs your hips and pulls you closer, deeper, she drags her nails along your back. Groaning happily, sort of like a panflute, she falls into a rhythm grinding her hips against you.
You are so wet, shes fucked you so thoroughly its like youve conformed to her shape, your hole has been made into her perfect cocksleeve.
You grind on her, enjoying the extra sensation of ... uh, her cock must be thicker at the base. You decide you like that. Her hands on your hips dont let you go too far. She likes to be deep inside you.
The odd sensation, and a small alarm in your mind, dont go away. As her cock gets thicker inside of you, she groans and gasps with effort that grinding shouldnt take. Horror dawns as you finally realise its an egg.
You push onto your elbows to get up, but her hand between your shoulder blades says you cant. With strength you cant match, she clutches your thigh and drags you deeper onto her like a good bitch.
You cry out with each thrust making you take the egg a milimeter more, pushing you closer to a limit - she doesnt relent.
Even when you find the limit, when she cant make you take it any more, when it feels like shes slamming a knot that just isnt going to fit - she doesnt stop.
Oh god, you cant take it. You cant. She leans down, gravity on her side as she thrusts into you, chittering softly. You are pounded by it, you feel your slick hole giving in a bit more each time.
It feels inevitable, she thrusts and grinds it but her cock is so deep already. Its going inside of you, oh god shes going to make you take it!
Her egg SLAMS inside of you, the shock makes you scream. The stretching of your lips was the worst part, but now you are full and its different. Your breathing is ragged, the pain and weight inside you is making you dizzy.
She relaxes now, pushing it deeper inside of you with no resistance. Her ovipositor does exactly what it was always going to do, you feel the egg drop inside of you.
You whine as your hole stretches once more, another egg at your entrance.
She gives you 7. You didnt count on purpose, but they took all of your attention.
The fifth and sixth were easy for her to force inside, but you screamed with the shock every time. The widest part of the egg never got easier. Those were harder for her to deposit though, she was breathing hard and each stroke jostled the rest of her brood inside you.
The seventh is the worst. It feels like the biggest - but youve thought that for each of them.
Weary, he changes the position, and pulls you on top of her. She wont let her cock leave your bruised, aching hole. You see how the egg sits in her ovipositor for the first time, her cock swollen with it, like a threat.
You feel it pressing on your sloppy hole and sob as you weakly slide down. Shes not even thrusting, its like shes taking a break. This one you will be taking yourself. Wont you, slut.
Without her pounding, its the slowest one. You feel every ridge of that damn cock as you stretch and slip slowly slowly down.
She thrusts upwards into you, she fucks you with the egg, dragging it in and out, deeper upwards each time. You groan weakly, her strong hands holding your hips tightly. Her ethereal eyes hold your gaze fast.
You cry out as you finally take it. Her good little broodmare, taking her all eggs like that. She sit up a bit and strokes your face. You shudder with pleasure as the egg is pushed upwards, and finally it joins its bretheren.
She pulls you aside and lays you on the bed next to her. You cant believe how heavy you are. Her touch is so soft and loving now.
You cant believe how empty your hole feels as her ovipositor finally falls out.
You gingerly touch your stomach, horror tightening your throat as you realise youre going to have to push all of these back out.
You cant believe how wet it makes you.
need a fat cock to fuck as many hot creamy loads as it can as deep inside my pathetic boycunt as physically possible and call me a little slut for wanting it… fuuuuuck😵💫
Using your face like a fleshlight. The sounds of moaning and cock hitting the back of your throat. Gagging so pretty for me as I grip you by your hair and force you deeper. Beg me to breathe, go on. Mutter it. You sound so pretty for me this way.♡
Whining, “stop itttttt,” with something on top of you gripping your hips and cumming for ages while you watch your belly drop trying to take all of its load. Feeling its balls against you endlessly pumping and its whole cock throbbing deep in your tummy. Already well knocked up before it even thinks about pulling out.
Horny thought of the day: getting knocked up by some forest deity.
You have a strange dream you forget upon waking. There was a tall creature with antlers, touching you, making you feel good. Leaving you gasping on the forest floor, clutching your belly.
But you wake up in your bed, like every morning, barely remembering why you woke up wet and flushed.
Months pass, and your belly grows into a firm, tight little bump. At first it's barely noticeable, maybe your pants are a little tighter. But there's a weight that wasn't there before, like a stone sitting under your navel. One day, you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror from just the right angle. You spend minutes just looking, taking off clothes, sucking in your stomach. In profile, your reflection looks pregnant. But you haven't had sex in months. And if you'd gotten pregnant then, you'd be overdue by now. So this little belly must be something else.
You should probably see a doctor, but the idea makes your skin crawl. Maybe a walk will clear your head.
Being in the forest is a like balm to your frayed nerves. The birdsong and the vivid autumn colors are a welcome distraction. Walking briskly, you soon find yourself breathing hard, heat rising in your cheeks. Something stirs in your stomach, the heat pools there and turns your thoughts to the growing wetness between your legs. It's unbearable. You've never felt like this before.
It wasn't a conscious decision to walk deeper into the forest, but the trail is no where in sight when you realize you're touching yourself. You can't walk back like this, and there's no one around, so...
Slumped against a tree, you push your pants down, eager to get to the throbbing between your legs. But when your hands skim your belly, it sends shockwaves of pleasure through you. It's so intense, you give in immediately and close your eyes, rubbing the tight little swell with one hand while the other finishes undoing your fly.
You don't notice the wind changing directions, the animal noises growing louder, or even the scent of wet soil and dead leaves growing so thick it hangs in the air like mist.
You don't notice anything until you come with a shout, muscles flexing, your heartbeat pounding in every vein. When your breathing slows down, you lean back, close your eyes and you almost drift off to sleep when a dull pain suddenly radiates out from the pit of your stomach. Something inside is pulsing, thrashing, and you realize with a start that your belly has doubled in size. It fit in your cupped hand this morning, but now your undone fly gapes around the tight skin over your womb.
You stumble back to the trail, one hand holding your pants up and the other holding your jacket down, and you don't take a full breath until you're back at home with the door locked behind you.
In seconds, you're back in front of the mirror, clothes forgotten on the floor. The sight of yourself so much bigger than mere hours ago makes your knees buckle under you. Sprawled across your bed, leaning backward on your elbows, you look even bigger. With trembling fingers, you touch the soft skin where belly meets hips and stroke all the way up to your navel, which sits proud on the very top, so shallow it's in danger of popping out.
You don't look anywhere near full term, but your womb sits low on your pelvis. The sheer heft of it feels threatening. There's no denying anymore: something is alive in there.
As is sensing your thoughts, the weight shifts. You look up just in time to see something squirm under the surface of your drum-tight belly, distending the smooth dome into unfamiliar shapes. The feeling petrifies you, but it also rekindles the heat you felt in the forest.
Before you know it, the movement subsides and your belly is calm again. You resolve to get help as soon as you've sated the simmering arousal, but after the shockwaves of your orgasm, your limbs feel like lead and sleep claims you immediately. Your dreams have you tossing and turning so much you don't even notice the squirming returning during the night, nor the air growing thick and heavy with the scents of the forest.
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two new chapters are up :)
slimy gooey ovipositor worming inside me while i’m still asleep, squishing thru my thighs and curling up in my belly nd i only wake up when so many eggs are deposited that my tummy starts to bulge a little….. and it’s cum keeps the eggs plugged up inside me, 30 something marble sized eggs with a gooey coating all squishing around, not going anywhere except to press harder against my walls. and when it’s finally, finally time to lay, maybe i’m out and about and one or two slip out, before i can’t control it and one after another i lay my clutch, unrelenting and stirring me up.
Getting knotted means you are stuck cockwarming until the one you tied to thinks its been enough time for you to get pregnant and thats pretty hot if you think about it.
I need to loose a fight and get fucked about it. Be exsausted and panting as my sparring partner asks "had enough yet pretty boy?" While I try to get my wrists off the mat but they have me in too good of a hold.
I wanna feel them push up against me, their crotch lined up right between my legs and hear them make fun of me for the little breath I let out "I know T makes you horny I didnt know it turned you into a slut" before playing with my dick over my boxers, making me whine and buck up into their touch while begging to be filled. I would take it so well, I would be so good.
I would whimper when it first slid in, organic or silicone because the stretch is a lot. Once we got going I would be whimpering and moaning into their neck. Once I'm close hearing them say "fuck I'm gonna cum" would snap me right out of it. Im not on the pill, this isnt safe! I would struggle and try to fight but being so exsausted from the fight I ended up getting bred anyway <3
Knight who fucks you while fully covered in armor aside from their cock. You're coming apart under them, completely naked and vulnerable, unable to see even their face. Left with practically no way of telling whether they're nearly as affected as you are. Your body is desperate for theirs, longing to feel skin against skin, you're begging to be touched more. No wonder then that you start moaning like a whore when they take off one of their gloves and shove their fingers in your mouth. It's so little but you'll take it, savoring their taste, the softness of their hand among cold steel and leather.
i’d kill to be in a forced sin scenario with a priest, no matter how much i deny it, when he rubs his thick cock against my slick, warm cvnt, how could i say no? how could i say no to the gift god bestowed upon us? father says as long as i do not waste his seed, as long as i keep it inside of me, god will forgive us <3
I want to be fucked from behind like an animal. He has to be so into it the only sounds he can make are grunts and growls. When he realeases his seed, I want him to pin me to the bed. He has to hold me tight and ride it out with fast, short strokes until his balls are dehydrated. Then he’ll fall asleep on top of me, still inside. I’ll be stuck there so he can repeat the cycle when he wakes up. That’s all I want.
I really want to be forcibly stretched over a big cock right now, I want to be held down by his hands when I struggle and squirm, I want him to praise me and comment on how tiny I am, tell me how easily it’ll be to cum deep inside me.
