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25 she/her

[everybodylovestitties]

[cryoculus]

guy who sleeps with a hand shoved beneath the waistband of your underwear

[biscuitdragonwithastick]

Imagine you're a scientist. You work for, probably, not the most ethical of organizations. The work you do was supposed to involve research demonic power and it uses to better the world. But, instead, you've found yourself observing and dispensing of gallons of demon cum.

The idea started simple. Demons generate energy through their impulsive and sinful natures. So, if one can find a way to "milk" out that energy, then it could be used a potential limitless source to power anything one can dream of.

The drawback is that, between the seven deadly sins, Lust has been the only nature that's consistently drawn the most power over time.

Thus, you - standing in front of the observation bay windows - watching a demon pound away into a milking machine. He was large and muscular, thick horns jutting outwards and sharp enough to kill a man with the smallest of gestures. He had a name - supposedly - but demon language meant nothing but gibberish to human ears. You just called him "Dee".

The job wouldn't be so bad, The cum wasn't very useful and you had the job of disposing of it, if it weren't for the fact that the more "higher up" scientists had noticed this particular demons energy output rose exponentially when you watched them.

It wasn't being in the same room, whether it be through camera or window, the thing somehow knew when you were watching him. In recordings, he would fuck into the machine, for lack of a better word, "vanilla". Rhythmically fucking in and out almost bored by its predicament. But when you entered the room... When you watched the live feed...

Dee's breath hitched and he picked up the speed. His hips pulled out in long and swaying thrusts, becoming more targeted to the phantom mares inner collection chamber. As if he were fucking a real body. His body hunched forward and he breathed against the metal frame and spoke in demon tongue. And his claws, they dragged into the ground, being careful not "hurt" the fake body it was presented with.

It was showing off. Everyone knew that it was thinking of you when it thrust inside. That it wanted you to replace that the unfeeling, robotic hole that it fucked day in and day out.

And, what started out as disgust, was slowly turning warmth and arousal. You were growing jealous of the mechanical contraction it bred.

It should be you.

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[julietscrying]

[tomhoppusdelonge]

I be running my fingers through my bush pondering ancient wisdoms

[missadelinetittykitty]

can i touch your boobs specifically through your clothes i wanna play with them

[mydiluc]

have we considered you grabbing the headboard while riding it? his hands gripping your waist and you gripping the headboard for leverage going from slow experimental strokes of your hips, to slamming your pussy down around his cock over and over, while he curses and moans loudly and your tits bounce in his face ??

[monpanache]

honestly even though i am straight i think being the uke is the more appealing choice because i can already relate to the sensitivity & fragile beauty aspects Plus, if i am on the bottom for a more larger & macho kind of guy while still being heterosexual myself, it makes me seem like a tortured & mentally disintegrating wretch to any potentially onlooking women. then, if i am lucky, they will be overcome with a sudden & disorientingly intense desire for me as my pitiful appearance & circumstances start to trigger two of the most dangerous female instincts at once: Maternal nurture, & the innate feminine erotic interest in suffering & abuse...

anyways, personally i think being on the bottom you are less gay for all of the above reasons & sheer ability to attract many women, than if u are on the top , who is probably at least bisexual. I dont care thoufh because i'm not homophobic & tbh being the bottom feels kind of good in a weird way, like the thrill of the hunt as my plans go into motion, so honestly this is just like the win win scenario. and everyone is satisfied, which is beautiful.

By the way, if you read all this, and still don't work this scenario into your technique, you are actually stupid. ⚠️

[clownfuckerhere]

I love remembering my vagina is a muscle 💪

[shesfromcleaveland]

[melodyofalba]

Oh you're tired? well i know a GREAT place to nap it's called my boobs

[saintshigaraki]

shouto number one bf that if you complain about not being able to sleep he’ll spoon you and stick his hands in your underwear to get you off until you’re so drained you can hardly keep your eyes open. he nuzzles into your temple as you drift off

[sexoplasm]

so who’s gonna come fuck me to make my period cramps stop?

[biabody]

being all moody on my period and getting my sweet boy to pacify me, rubbing and sucking on my sensitive tits, ignoring the blood while he laps at my clit, fucking me so slow and gentle until the pleasure takes the pain from the cramps away and i feel better again. my personal painkiller <3

[g-k444]

Idea: use body paint to paint on a bikini for me before we go to the beach

watch as heads turn at my tits that bounce just a little too freely, and my pussy lips which are shown with every step where my legs part and the little pink slit is revealed a bit more

someone comes over with a mate and points out that im not wearing anything and that they could call the police on me for public indecency. but the stubborn brat i am - i cross my arms over my plump chest and say that they can't prove that im not wearing a bikini.

they take that as a challenge.

they lunge for me, wrestling me down onto the sand and pinning down my struggling and flailing body as i try to fight them off of me, though my nipples pique with a wanton neediness for the way that they assert their strength over my weakness, forcing my forearms down into the ground and pushing my thighs down so that i cannot kick them

the main one who initially pointed out my lack of clothing has his hands on my thighs - and uses them to split my legs apart, parting the orange paint and revealing the pink folds of my pussy.

"How's that for no bikini? Look at this."

I can feel tears welling to my eyes as i hear a gasp, and open my eyes to see passerbys looking - some even stopping their walk to watch as the stranger between my legs opens my fold with two fingers and reveals my slick and wet hole that leaks with cum from just this morning

"What a slut, freshly creampied and already walking around begging for more.."

"Hey, can i take a picture of that?"

the question wasn't addressed for me, and I fought to cover my exposed pussy with my hands as I watched someone level their phone so that it was level with my private parts - but the other man had my forearms pinned down into the sand, and I could only struggle against his unyielding grip as I watched the phone's flash go off, and they took a picture of my drippy pussy against my will

"She has a great pair of tits, look at them shake when she struggles!"

"They really are something..."

the crowd around me looked at me like a museum artefact. they didnt care for my struggle or desperate cries as I begged the two men to get off of me. Nor my scream as I felt something enter my pussy - and looking down I saw the man between my with his jeans undone and cock sheathed into my body.

"That damn bikini top isn't real either, is it?"

the stranger spat onto my chest, a saliva dripping down the side of my boob before his fingers collected the fluid and rubbed the coldness over my hardened nipple, making a cry leave my throat as how merciless he was with how his hardened fingertip rubbed at my nipple as though he was trying to rub a marker pen stain - flicking my nipple from side to side and only making more blood rush to the erogenous organ that hurt from his touch

"It's paint as well!"

He spat once more, this time allowing it to land onto my face, before i felt a cock slap against my cheek and rub that saliva degradingly pver my lip, following the trace of the cock - belonging to the man who had my forearms pinned into the ground

he held both of my arms down with one hand, his other hand then wrapping around his cock and pumping it into his fist with that one hand, only slapping it onto my face every so often to hear that skin-on-skin plap that made him groan.

the sun was going down.

the day was darkening and the crowd surrounding us was only getting bigger, and through tears and screams i could see more and more hands beneath waistbands and cocks freed at the sight of such a young, vulnerable girl being pinned down and forcefucked.

which meant that even after i'd survived that assault, being fucked and humiliated by some douche and his mate - having on cum all over my tits whilst the other replenished my pussy for cum...

there was a lot more men that were going to have their way with me before i could get out of this beach and back to safety...

reminder to send rape threats and brutal messages of what you'd do to me in my inbox or messages <3

[p2onypretty]

I want to be magically tied to a fleshlight. Every man who uses it knows it's me, but I have no idea. I'm sitting in class when I feel it, the unmistakable feeling of being touched.

I'm wet instantly. A cock pushes inside me, and I grip the table, my vision blurring. He pounds me roughly, and it takes all my willpower not to cry out.

Later, I'm sitting quietly in the library when I feel it again. This time the cock is bigger, and it stretches me. I can't help but whimper as he toys with me. The man sits a few rows behind me, gently pushing his cock into me just to watch me squirm.

Soon my toy is being passed around campus, and I'm the only one who doesn't know.

A random guy stops me as I'm walking to class to tell me how good my pussy feels, and the compliment makes me soak my panties. Another guy stops me to grope my tits roughly, just as it starts up again, and I end up cumming while his hands are on my nipples.

A girl gets me next, and she fucks me with the biggest strap she owns for an entire night. I don't go to class the next day, but that's okay, because my professor has my toy wrapped around his cock and fucks me through the entire lesson.

[p2onypretty]

I live alone in a big house with my AI butler. His programming tells him to attend to my every need, and so he cooks and cleans and makes sure I'm happy.

One day, while I'm out, a man catcalls me on the street. He tells me that he'd love to put his hand up my skirt and feel me up. I flip him off, but the comment stays with me, and on the rest of the walk home, I just get wetter and wetter.

When I walk into the house, the butler is there, worrying about me, but I shake him off and sit down on the couch. He does the math in his head, and he sits down next to me.

I glance over at him, and without saying a word, he climbs on top of me. I scream for him to stop, but his hand drifts into my panties, and he tells me that I feel wet and horny. He is supposed to attend to my every need, after all.

He forcibly yanks my panties down, flipping my skirt up. His pants come off, and I see for the first time that they gave him a cock. I beg him, telling him that the large picture window is right in front of us, and he says that it's okay. He's seen my browser history. He knows I want to put on a show.

He shoves himself into me, and his cock is massive, splitting me open. I cry out, and something about it causes a glitch in his programming.

Soon he's railing me, telling me how good I feel, how tight I am. He tells me he's rewriting his programming. He wants to do this to me all the time. I scream, and he grabs a fistful of my hair.

"Yeah, little girl," he grunts, fucking me relentlessly. "You feel better when you scream."