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can't believe i'm not sitting in someone's lap being told how pretty i am while they grope me
I need a pervy butch to be touching me wherever they want rn!!
you found it disgusting and immoral; i found it sexy and arousing. this is why i have whimsy and you don't.
Inspired by [this] post by @cod-indulgences
Imagine ghosts first time being with a portal pussy...
It's embarrassing in a way that makes ghost feel like a kid who doesn't understand anything, but he's never really...been intimate with anyone. Sure, he's seen plenty of people in every state of undress and has heard the dirtiest shit his team could think of, but he's never actually touched someone like that.
So, he does the only reasonable thing for a guy who doesn't trust anyone, and buys a portal pussy. Figures he might as well not die a virgin.
Ghost expects for it to be a quick affair, opening the box in his shitty apartment and going through the instructions almost bored. He picked the first profile he found on the app, a cunts a cunt, isn't it?
Only for him to pause the second the portal activates. That's....wow. pretty, soft lips. A clit still hidden under the hood. Ghost brushes his finger over the little bud, and almost drops the portal when it twitches.
Ghost just planned to get his dick wet, but the smell coming off of it has him bringing the portal to his mouth instead. A rough tongue licks from base to clit, and in response ghost earns a drop of sweetness. A bit musky, with a distinct human undertone. It's addictive.
Ghost is a thorough man, experimenting with ways to get more of that addictive flavor. Rubbing two, three fingers into the cunt. Ghost likes when it squeezes and pulses on him.
It's only after he gets prompted to pay for another two hours that ghost realizes he hasn't actually fucked the thing yet. So he pays for four and lines himself up, dick practically coated in the amount of pre-cum he's been drooling onto the sheets.
The sudden, intense feeling of tight warmth around his cock has ghost panting, head tossed back with a groan. He thrusts into it instinctively, and nearly blacks out from how hard it clenches at being shoved into.
He cums embarrassingly fast, right into a warm pussy. Ghost realizes why price is so obsessed with it, it feels amazing.
He's still got hours left with it, and ghost intends to use those hours thoroughly.
Meanwhile you, the secretary he passes in the hallways, are planning to call out after the guy renting your portal buys another two hours.
my titties would look so good in your mouth
[COMPLETELY LOVESICK VOICE] he is so strange. And off-putting
Your Favorite
Toji Fushiguro is your neighbor, and you're the sweet girl next door, you help tutor his son Megumi for him after school until he gets home and help out for extra cash. What you don't know, is Toji has become obsessed with you - the pretty babysitter - so much so he is in your place when you're not, and things start to come up missing. When you try to hook up, he's is knocking on your door for sugar, when you shower, the hot water somehow shuts off. But can Toji have you all to himself when you have a stupid crush on his best friend Shiu across the street!
pairings - yandere! toji x babysitter! reader x dilf! shiu
warnings - age gap - reader is 22, Toji is 39, Shiu is 40 - Toji and reader are the main but boy does Shiu have fun w/us hehe- this chap - hints of somno, Toji is depraved, stalking, videoing w/o consent, masturbation, Toji failing at yandere completely.
So this already has eight chaps, they will be released weekly on every thursday! <3 This was a patreon fic but I wanted to share one of them with you all here, so you can see the pure freak over there hehe - tags open!
beautiful art creds here!
chapter two>>>
chapter one
Toji can't help but let his eyes linger as you're crashed out on his couch. Megumi is playing video games with his little friend Yuji in their room, and you have your college text book dropped on the floor.
Fuck you're pretty.
Toji bends down to grab it, eyeing your pretty tit that's nearly falling out of your top. Well, he can't have that, can he?
He eases it down just a bit, thumbing your nipple and exhaling, leaking pre against his sweats. He should feel like a sick fuck for fondling his babysitter like this, but he can't find a hint of guilt.
No, he wants to do more, especially when your lips part, and you shift just a bit. He laps a filthy ring around your areola before sucking it into his mouth, pulling back with a pop and exhaling, murmuring your name softly and covering you back up.
He could do more, but the first time with you. He wants you to fucking beg for it.
"Pretty little doll," he practically cooes those words, making you stir as he caresses your cheek, you come to just a bit, blinking - but he's already standing up, pretending to be busy. "Get tired?"
"Mr. Fushiguro!" You stand up quickly, body still numb from your sleep, cheeks heating up. "I'm so sorry, ugh... studying for the finals are killing me."
"No worries, the kids are fine," he gives you a smirk, mossy green eyes drifting down your body briefly, feeling like he's touching you. "You good, doll?"
"I'm... um..." you look down to see your nipples pressing against the thin material of your tank top, the remnants of your dream flashing in your mind.
Dreams of the man you babysit for bending you over.
You feel awful, you have a whole boyfriend - you can't think this way!? Especially about a much older man with a kid like seven years younger than you. You shake yourself out of it, chalking it up to the fact that this man wears black thin gym shirts and slutty ass gray sweats and blaming it on that.
His fault, really.
ever since i was a little girl i knew i liked problematic tropes
๐ เฃช ห โก โบโ pervyprofessor Simon Ghost Riley! (dubious con )
warnings: +18 dubious con!, smut, obvi meanie simon, teacher/student relationship, they get nasty in the classroom, oral (reader receives), doggy, power imbalance
was it youโor was professor riley always staring at you?
heโs shameless with it too, taking any and every opportunity to rake his pale irises over your frame.
your fingers gripped the plastic edge of your seat uncomfortably as you stared down at the midterm test youโre currently taking. you bit your bottom lip in unease, this test was hard. but his staring was only adding additional discomfort.
when you glance up at him, heโs sitting on the edge of his large wooden desk.
the tip of his pink tongue swiping across his lip slowly as he stares at you. you shiver in your seat from his gesture.
how is no one else seeing this?
the more you look at him, he shifted his weight from one leg to another. his gaze flickering from your face to the swell of your breasts outlined by your top.
his hand moving to adjust his bulge nonchalantly.
your eyes flicker down to your paper instantly as you moved to grip your pencil. this situation is growing more distracting by the week. and his advances are only worsening. you struggled to recall which formula you were meant to use to solve this equation.
and just as you start to write down some of the formula so you can finish this testโyou feel a presence over your shoulder. glancing at your work.
you could smell the scent of clean laundry as he hovered over your shoulder closely.
โmake sure to use the pythagorean theorem, babyโ he whispers into your ear.
a large hand massaging your shoulder for a second before pulling away. โbaby?โ you repeated in your head while watching him walk back to his desk. he doesnโt even pretend to care about the other students work. just brushing past every desk like youโre the only student in the room.
taking his unsolicited, but very needed, advice you work on the problems while the clock ticks away on the wall.
you make an effort not to look up again in fear that youโll catch him staring like he always is. other students begin to get up and put their completed tests on his desk before returning to their seats quietly.
you keep working and revising your equations until youโre at least somewhat satisfied.
you blow a low breath of relief from your pursued lips as you can feel youโre anxiety easing off. you sit calmly before glancing around the room, noticing that your classmates have been getting up to give professor riley their tests.
taking an uneasy breath, you stand and grab your paper. dodging other testers as you walk to him.
โall done?โ he asks in an even tone.
you nod, keeping your gaze low as you wait for him to take the paper from you. you can hear his huff of disapproval? disappointment? as he snatches the paper from your hand.
โiโll take a look at itโ.
you turn and walk back to your seat slowly. looking over your shoulder at him briefly to notice him still holding your paper, but his eyes focused on your ass as you walk away.
your face tightening in shyness as you hurry to sit back down. professor riley flips your paper over to look at the work you did on the back. you were feeling pretty confident about your work. it definitely isnโt perfect, but you knew, that you at least scored over an 80%.
you watch as his facial expression flattens again as he holds your paper in hand still.
โalrighโ, yer all free to goโ
he says unenthusiastically as he watches everyone get up from their seats. small chatter littering the room as everyone grabs their belongings and slowly walk out.
you follow the crowd as you try to hurriedly make your escape from the room.
โ[+], come over ereโ babyโ professor riley beckons you like a lover.
freezing in your steps you look around the room, as the other students just keep on chatting to one another. itโs like no one else heard that but you. finally, you glance at him as you stand behind your desk in anticipation.
flexing two fingers, he gestures for you to come to him.
โi donโ biteโ he jeers as you walk over to him.
you two are the only ones left in the classroom at this point. all of the other students being long gone to their next class or leaving campus. you hadnโt made any friends yet either, so you knew that no one was going to be waiting up for you.
holding your paper in hand, he just stares at you.
โmmhโ he hums in approval at you.
โyes sir, what is it?โ you say calmly while clasping your hands together in front of you.
he stands up straight as he takes a longโcondescending โbreath. as if it just pains him endlessly to utter the next words he will speak.
โereโs thaโ thing baby, testโs no goodโ he grumbles as he watches your face.
his eyes searching your face for the reaction he is oh so desperate for. you couldnโt contain your confusion as you tilt your head and look at him. โwhat do you mean?โ you ask with a hint of attitude. you were struggling to compute whatโs going on, was he suggesting that only your work is unsatisfactory?
โmeans thaโ you failed, [+]โ he says nonchalantly as if that information even makes any sense.
โw-w-whatโโ you stutter as you blink. โyou didnโt even grade the papers yet! how can you say i failed?โ.
professor riley only shrugs as he places the test down on his desk and looks to you again. his tatted arm resting on the desk calmly. โdonโ need to grade itโ he says with a small yawn, clearly having no interest in clarifying this for you.
your palms grow sweaty at the sound of that.
was he sabotaging your grades?
โprofessor, you canโt-โ you begin before one of his calloused palms brush against your waist. not venturing too low, just hovering over your waist softly as he looks down at you.
โ-actually i can, and call me simonโ he interrupts calmly as his eyes watch your facial expressions. gauging your reaction with precision. a skill he picked up in his old days in the field. apparently, a catโs gotten your tongue all of a sudden. at a lost for words, you just stand still, clenching your palms softly to steady yourself.
โโฆsimon, pleaseโ you say softly.
professor riley looks at you with faux symphony as he settles down on the edge of his desk like he usually does. manspreading as he crosses his arms over his wide chest. the buttons on his button-up straining from his biceps flexing,
โtsk tskโwhat a problem, eh?โ he says lowly.
your eyes squint in displeasure from his teasing. after all, this was an issue heโs creating. before you speak again, his hand slides down from your waist to the fat of your ass. squeezing it softly while watching your face.
โprofessor!โ you squeak at the feeling.
a small grin stretches across his face as he squeezes your ass again. โgo anโ lock tha door, baby. bet we can work somethinโ out where everyone leaves happyโ.
he slaps your ass as you turn to go and lock the classroom door.
your heart is racing away in your chest as you spin the lock on the large wooden door. thereโs no turning back now as you close the curtain on the doorโs window that shows the hallway. when you turn back around, you see him watching you intensely with want.
โknow owโ long iโve been waitinโ to get a taste of you?โ
he chuckles lowly and shakes his head at the thought. you stand frozen, a few steps away from him as he starts to undo the buttons on his black dress shirt. when itโs open, you can see his bare chest. revealing some tattoos on his shoulder that connect to the ones on his arm.
the most enrapturing part being the scars.
a plethora of scars dance across his skin. jagged and messy ones that indicate the kind of life heโs lived.
โwas a lieutenantโ, he answers before you can ask.
he pats his thigh gently, letting you know to come over to him. taking a deep breath you walk over to him with your heartbeat pattering away in your ears.
sitting shirtless on his desk, his hand wraps around your throat when you reach him. tugging you to stand between his thick legs.
you breath hitching in your chest when you feel him lightly squeeze it. โmโ gonna eat your pussy, babyโ.
rising from his spot on the desk, he switches places with you and turns you around. pressing his hand to the back of your neck and making your hands flail out to brace yourself on the desk. he lets out a grunt as he looks down at your ass again.
โlook at this fuckinโ bodyโ he mutters to himself.
slotting his hips against your ass before grinding his hips against you. โsimon!โ you squeak as you feel him pressing down on your neck.
making you lie flat on his desk and on top of the test papers he just collected.
you could feel his thick bulge on your ass as he continued rolling his hips. his hands dipping underneath the waist of your pants to tug them down. letting them drop to the floor as he looks down at you laying on his desk.
โbeen dreaminโ of thisโ he admits as he curls a finger beneath your panties. tugging so hard that he tears them clean off your body.
you gasp in surprise when you hear the tear.
โbut-โ you start up before getting silenced immediately by him slapping your ass. โquietโ he demands in that strict teacher voice he often speaks in. you bite your tongue as he moves to him knees, letting himself get face to face with your puffy and wet clit.
he whistles at the view,
โcunny so wet fโmeโ, taking one of his large hands to slap your clit. you tense immediately at the motion, your legs shifting to close automatically. professor riley tsks annoyed before shoving your thighs apart again.
โstop thaโ shitโ he curses as he spreads your ass with his hands.
his nose tickling your hole as he slips his hot tongue against your pussy.
โah!โ you moan instantly at the feeling. his tongue slipping against your wetness as he slurps up the juices in between your lips. he keeps your ass spread with his hands as he moves his head up to lick at your hole there. making your hands grip his desk tightly.
he teases you with his tongue in the area. making your back arch up in response to the feeling. โs-simon fuckโ you whine which makes him smile.
a heavy hand landing on your ass before he goes to make out with your clit again. placing his mouth around your little nub and slurping. the desk getting covered in your wetness as you just lie there and take it.
โshoo- fucking goodโ you moan thoughtlessly as you get your pussy eaten.
โlove having my tongue on this nasty little cuntโ he says mockingly as he pumps his tongue inside of your hole. you go cross eyed at the feeling of it. being reduced to nothing more then a moaning mess.
โthaโs itโ he encourages before resuming his ministrations. you start to shift your hips back, trying to make his tongue go deeper when he starts to hold your hips down to stop you. his wet pink lips glimmering under the classroom lights as he stands up.
you look back, over your shoulder at him as he smirks. โyer gonna cum on my cockโ, he says flatly.
his large hands moving to unbuckle his belt. you keep watching him, as you listen to the jingle of his belt. he grasps at his bulge again, releasing a groan before tugging his pants down. you stare at his cock with desire. tilting your head to get a better view of his raspberry red tip.
โso hard fer you, it hurtsโ he sighs before moving the head of his cock to your pussy.
rubbing the tip against your warm hole, making him hiss. he slips the tip in, slowly rocking his hips in until he gets further inside of you. you swear you feel the soft push of his head against something in your lower belly.
your eyes tearing up at the feeling,
โtakinโ it like a champโ
he encourages while pressing a hand on the back of your head to keep you arched. you clench on him deliciously as the feeling of your professor inside of you is addictive. the base of his cock growing a ring of your mixed juices.
your face smooshed against his cool desk as you gasp, โsimon! itโs so bigโ you moan.
his hands slip to your hips as he starts yanking you back on his cock. making you take it to the base and then back to the tip repeatedly.
โlovin this shit, eh?โ
heโs completely satisfied in this moment. overall, just pleased with his plan going well to get you in this position. you are his favorite student after allโhis favorite girl.
the class filled with the sound of wet,
plap! plap! plap!
your walls pulsing around him nastily as you get closer. he knew you were gettin close, the rough pads of his fingers slipping beneath your belly to your clit. rubbing firm circles on the slick area, and making your screech.
โthaโs itโcum on my cock and iโll give ya an A+โ
I am dead serious when I say I find stalking and kidnapping romantic
No thoughts just older!price taking you out to a really nice restaurant after you shyly admit your previous boyfriends just took you to fast-food...
You, foolishly, assume this will be a nice evening with your partner. Smiling while you read over the menu, your heart so full of affection for john.
Only for the mood to be instantly crushed when your waitress comes along and comments "wow, it's nice to see family celebrating valentine's! I wish I got to spend more time with my dad!"
Your face instantly heats with embarrassment at the implication. You know price is a bit older but...really? She continues, not at all picking up your reaction "I've always said valentines was about all forms of love. You're a great father, sir."
You glance across the table to see price smiling that smug little smile, reserved for times when he gets what he wants. "Thank you, miss. Families important, eh?"
He cuts his gaze to you, delighted in whatever he sees in your expression. You're too mortified to correct her, a fact that makes john smile even more. That bastard, he planned this.
The worst part? When the waitress came back to grab the check, price made sure to cup his palm behind your neck and pull you into a deep, not at all public appropriate kiss. You'll never forget the look of horror on the waitresses face.
....you'll also never forget how insanely turned on you were the whole time, making price pull over on the side of the road to satiate you.
aaaalriiiiiiight, i guess i'll have to be the one to ask about shane's magic pocket pussy *insert sparkle*.. ๐ /silly
Okay.. This has been sitting in my drafts since 2024- it has over 2.3k words and it's not even close to done.... I should really really REALLY... get on to it...
Anyway here's a snippet ehe
getting called pretty girl>>>>>>>
Price who groans low and heavy when he grinds his cock deep into your weeping cunt. You gasp and nearly choke when you feel the tip of his dick rubbing against that soft little pink ring under your womb.
โThere we goโ thatโs the kind of welcome-home-kiss Daddy wants from now on, baby.โ
Your teeth are sunken into the pillow under your head, the wet slap of his balls against your puffy cunt lips audible under all of your whimpering.
โPoor thing. Canโt take it when Daddyโs knocking on your nursery door, lovie? Been saving up all these months Iโve been away, darlโ. Got a nice, warm load thatโll make yโfeel all betterโฆ. You just gotta let. Daddy. In.โ
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perv roommate kรถnig III
โ ๏ธ smut, choking kink, mad sex?
your roommate kรถnig, whoโs somehow always at the door when you arrive. eyes crinkled and smile wide as he welcomes you home with a sloppy kiss.
big hands groping the swell of your ass as he pulls you against him, taking in your scent. before looking at you in sudden anger, โwhy do you smell like mens cologne?โ he grumbles annoyed.
and thatโs how you end up on the kitchen counter, desperately holding onto the marble tile as he pushes you down by the arch of your back.
tears running down your cheeks as he spanks you harshly, three thick fingers pumping into you at a brutal pace.
โw-we were trying out- s-scents at the mall.. promise kรถni- i sprayed it because it- it smells like youโ you sob out flustered.
whimpering as he halts, squirming desperately for friction before feeling him pull out his fingers entirely.
โdummes mรคdchen, you couldโve just told me earlier. i know my sweet hasi wouldnโt do thatโ he chuckles dryly.
tip rubbing against your slit as you whine out desperately. his hand wrapped tightly around your neck, leaving you gasping for air as he bottoms out to the hilt.
the pressure leaving your throat dry as you drool against the counter, hips bucking into you with a force that punches the air out of your lungs.
โf-feels so good kรถni, donโt stooppp-โ you whimper, feeling his pace hit even deeper. hand cupping your bottom face as he pulls you into a deep kiss.
rough hands pulling you back to meet his cock, the tip hitting your cervix as you sob out. the sound of skin slapping and moans echoing around the room as you ride out your orgasms.
โverdammt, komm fรผr mich hasiโ he groans out. feeling him bite into your shoulder as you yelp, cumming as his thick cock hits your sweet spot. your slick drenching his happy trail.
a white wring covering the base of his cock as he slams in to the hilt, filling you to the brim with his creamy cum. your stomach lightly bloating as he plugs you with his girth. wiping off your tears as he kisses your cheek.
โiโll run the bath ja?โ he chuckles, giving you a soft kiss as he carries you to his bed. โthen we cuddle for the night. i expect you to stay home tomorrow, i miss you kleine.โ you smile, cheeks flushed as you kissed him.
โand that sweet muschi of yoursโ he laughs as you smack his side.
i love him so muuuuccccchhhhhhhh
i always think about him that i canโt even remember a quarter of my thoughts in a day๐ฆ
if i had a dick i would love to have a disappointing orgasm in the shower while thinking of something or someone that i felt i should not be thinking about & then stand under the water with my forehead against a wall watching the proof of my guilt & shame go down the drain