A place for kinky thoughts (and deeds) - my own and others. VERY NSFW. Do not follow if under 18! I'm a bi sub in my 30s, enjoying all the filth Tumblr has to offer. Asks open, just like my... ;)
All those bad thoughts you ever had about yourself are true cunt. You are less than a man, you are inferior, you are stupid, you are less capable, you only exist to please men, you are meant to be owned.
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.
I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO PUT THIS INTO WORDS AND FAILING FOR AT LEAST A WEEK.
how badly i crave being needed by multiple guys at once. how badly i crave being a surrounded by men that want nothing more than to use all my holes to their fullest potential.
tell me how you want to use me, send me porn to watch, tell me how to touch myself. after all i'm just an internet whore to be used for the pleasure of my audience
youre right i am meant to be bred! its a tragedy im not always full of a real mans cock and cum. its what i deserve, cum in my female womb impregnating me, making sure i fulfill my true purpose in life
She started dressing sexier when she became my Research Assistant. After the first time we flirted, she stopped wearing panties. Now, every dream and plan was about to come true.
"Professor" was about to become "Sir," "Daddy," and "Master." And she was to become mine, forever.
Keep a pet that can double up as furniture and edge for your entertainment. The entire female breed is so fucking desperate for any kind of male attention.
in order to combat low fertility rates there should be more reality tv series that focus on impregnation - imagine a bachelorette/love island style but the goal for the contestants is to get impregnated/impregnate
uuh good ideas - but i don't think going home because you aren't pregnant is a bit sad - maybe they should get punishments... getting locked into a breeding bench, some fertility treatments
Good idea! Or you need to stay there, being taken away some privileges until you're pregnant.
There could be a punishment where someone is locked up and gets bred by all men for a whole day. She only gets water, something to eat etc. When there's a cock inside her. ✨
And peppered into this are also a lot of testimonials both from the men how good it feels and by the women of how natural it feels - add to that some PSAs on how to increase chances of impregnation for the people at home
And in general women should be praised and get more privileges if they are pregnant and trying to be - special offers, less taxes and there could be even influencers who are praising impregnation, sex and cocks. ✨
