Dakota

19 y/o || female

[erosmutt]

currently in NEED of big brother!sam fucking reader on their parents’ bed ☹️☹️☹️

ughhhhghghghggh this is so so so so yummy i need him I NEED HIM.

⠀⠀⠀⠀♰⠀ 𓈒 ⠀bigbro!sam x lilsis!reader⠀ ﾉ⠀siblingcest, meanie sam, unprotected piv sex, creampie, baby trapping (?) threat

you liked to lounge in your parents' bed - it was cozy, much bigger than yours, and they wouldn't mind anyway, but they aren't home. your mom had called about thirty minutes ago, saying that the storm outside was so bad that her and your dad, who had gone out for lunch with your aunt and uncle, would be pulled over at a gas station for awhile until it lets up. so, you and your brother have the house all to yourselves.

speaking of, he's currently on top of you, his rings digging into your skin as he pushes your thighs up towards your chest, his hips slamming against your ass with every thrust. "fuck," he pants, his hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. it's summer, hot out, and the storm is making it muggy. plus, the air won't work because the power is out. so, the two of you are tangled together, hot and sticky from a mix of bodily fluids.

"sammy," you moan, hands gripping the headboard behind you. you know this is wrong, blah blah blah, but god, his cock feels so fucking good. "sammy, harder," you grit out, throwing your head back as he obliges. sam lets go of your thighs and clambers over you, arms on either side of your head as he starts to thrust harder, his brow furrowed, lips parted in pleasure. "oh fuck, oh god," he whimpers, the mattress creaking with his effort. "'m gonna fuckin' cum inside you," he promises. "yeah, gonna, huhh,"

you grip his biceps, feeling them flex beneath your touch, your nails digging into his skin. the rain drops fall onto the air conditioner, thunder booms, cracks of lightning briefly illuminate the room, the air is steadily filling with misty droplets that settle on the windows and mirror.

"mommy's gonna call again," you warn. mommy. he hated when you called your parents by mommy and daddy, it was childish and embarrassing to him. "shut the fuck up," he grunts. "you're so fuckin' wet, what the fuck is wrong with you?" he whines, his cock nearly slipping out of you for the fifth time now. "i'm- shit- about to cum,"

sam leans down, his head in the crook of your sweaty neck, and he nuzzles you, kissing your neck and licking the salty sweat off his lips. "gonna fuckin' knock you up," he grins against you, feeling the way you begin to fuss and try to push him off at the threat. "sam, quit it!" you say, hands pushing at his shoulders. he wraps his arms around your neck, forcing you to be cradled against his shoulder. "don' cum in me, you better not!" his hips still, and you whimper, wrapping your arms around him in return, a low whine leaving you as his hot seed spurts into you. nothing you can do now.

"nngh," he doesn't move, just lays there, collecting himself, and the two of you both feel like you're suffocating. "fuck," he whispers. "it's hot in here," he gets up off you, his cock leaving you with a squelch, and he tucks himself back into his boxers, wiping his hand on the fabric as he makes his way over to the window, pulling it up and exhaling heavily at the cool air against his skin. you climb out of bed and make your way over, settling in front of the window. "mm, that's better," you murmur.

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[dollykittens]

eating your older sister's pussy while she watches porn on her phone

[dollykittens]

your aunt groping and touching you whenever your mom looks away. teasing you over your panties until you're soaking through them, flicking her tongue over your nipples and sucking while you hold your hand over your mouth. pushing you over the counter when your mom leaves the room and fucking you roughly on her fingers and rubbing your clit with her other hand, forcing a quick orgasm out of you moments before your mom enters the room again. telling your mom you're fine as your legs shake, coming down from your orgasm

[rawme-price]

Imagine giving each of the team a portal pussy, not realizing that the portals didn't shut off when another was in use...

You're in the middle of enjoying the feeling of ghost snug inside you, the thick underside of his cock twitching every so often in his sleep. He loves to have you cockwarm him, something about feeling close to someone else helping with the nightmares.

You're nearly drifting off too when you feel it, a small nudge against your hole. It takes you a moment to realize what it is, assuming ghost is just adjusting himself when a sudden pressure pushes, stretching you.

In an instant, you're wide awake and reaching for your phone, trying to pull up the app and figure out what the fuck is going on. Only for what is now clearing the head of a dick to pop in, stretching your hole far beyond its used to.

"Fuck! Mmhh–!" You mewl, thighs clenching. You have to try three times before you manage to unlock your phone, the cock having coaxed itself halfway in by now. A quick glance at the hub and you're dialing soap.

"Johnny–! Wh‐what the hell are you doing?!" You hiss, whole body shuddering as the cock begins to thrust slowly, nudging ghost around inside you too.

"What? Line was open, can't a guy please himself?" Soap pants into the phone shamelessly. Embarrassingly, you can hear the slick sounds of yourself over the speaker "ghost always hogs you at night."

"Ghost is still in me!!" You gasp at the sudden, sharp thrust that earns you, soap moaning at the realization. Almost intentionally, soap starts thrusting harder, rutting against ghosts cock and using it to rub into your sweet spot.

You can only gasp and whine, stretched beyond you're used to and already overstimulated. Soaps moans continue to spill from the phone beside you, muttering "christ– can't wait to tell kyle about this, aye? Wonder how much ye can take–"

When he finally, finally cums, it's right alongside ghost. So much cum fills you you swear it leaks out a puddle below you, despite knowing it will go to the portals. You wait, but...soap doesn't pull out.

It's only when you hear snoring that you realize he intends to sleep with you stretched on two of the biggest cocks on the team.

For the nonny that wanted more portal pussy

[think-i-have-a-kink]

One of my biggest fantasies is the idea of “baby-making”.

Rough, raw love making. Cock slamming against your cervix, but no condom this time, no birth control either. The buildup of knowing that once your partner climaxes there’s no going back. Feeling them push deep to cum, leaving a bit of themself in your tummy. And once your swollen belly starts to show, everyone will know that you’ve been properly fucked and claimed.

[fillingyourighttothebrim]

You haven’t fucked until you’ve fucked with the intent to make a baby. Gone is any anxiety about accidentally getting someone pregnant. You’re fucking deep and raw until you explode and milking every last drop of cum out. Then adding a few more pumps just for good measure.

[luckieangel]

fucking on the edge of the bed, your hands cradling his face, your forehead pressed against his — his every thrust is as deep as he can be and you’re panting into each other’s mouths.

“i love you,” you say, hips rolling harder against his. “i love you, i love you, i love you.”

his thumb goes to rub haste circles against your clit, his mouth dry and smile breathless as your eyes roll into the back of your head and you moan his name. “i love you, baby.”

[luckieangel]

him stuffing you with his cock as he holds a vibrator to your clit. coos when you cry out and wrap your hand around his wrist because the pleasure is too much. and he says, “but you can take it, baby. you can take it all for me.”

[pwincess-simp]

Imagine waking up to someone fucking breeding my vulnerable body by force, pounding their cum into my cervix to make sure it fucking floods my fertile little womb. Waking up confused and disoriented and desperately horny and it feels so good and so wrong and I beg them to stop but they say they know I don't really want them to stop and I'm probably already pregnant so there's nothing I can do but enjoy myself and I feel myself clenching down around them hard, a violent wave of fear and arousal crashing through my body as I try to push them off in a panic while I fight off the biggest orgasm of my life but I can't stop myself when I feel them pin me down, grinding hard against my cervix and almost prying it open as they cum inside me one last time to seal my fate.

[dollykittens]

getting too drunk at a party and making out with your sister in front of everyone. climbing into her lap and sucking on her nipples while you grind down on her thigh, forgetting you're not alone. you and your sister cumming all over each other's panties while everyone films you on their phones

[superhoeva]

SIMON “GHOST” RILEY who can’t ever last while fucking you. he’s tried and tried, looking anywhere but the way you glisten and stretch all wide around him as he slides himself inside you. he clenches his jaw, only breathing roughly through his nose because you always feel better than the time before and it’s driving up the bleeding wall. you’re pawing at his biceps and slurring his name out on drunk-sounding wails. and much prettier than he deserves. and tugging the hair he’s let grown out with needy fingers.

no, no. please. he wants it to last longer, needs it to. he wants to make you come and feel your body shake and tremble beneath his, for you to cry out big, fat tears that he’ll wipe up with his fingers and press into your tongue for you to taste while he keeps fucking you. just so he can see that all over again.

one, two, three, four thrusts and simon is groaning with his face smushed into the side of yours. he holds the tip of his cock just inside your entrance, pumping thick cum in messy ropes that leak out when he stuffs himself back inside you, disappointed groan ripping out from the bottom of his throat.

fuck.

(inexperienced!simon masterlist)

[janeisoffline]

Simon Riley has a hard time getting it up (18+)

After the life Simon Riley has had, it’s really not surprising that he just can’t get it up anymore. He’s tried, time and time again, but the blood doesn’t pump through him the same way it did. And it isn’t that he doesn’t have a sex drive, god no, one look at you and he wishes he could fuck you into the mattress until your tears stain the pillows and the only sounds falling from your mouth are screams of pleasure.

You walk around the apartment, his big t-shirt on, no panties underneath, and it drives him insane. You’re an entire decade younger than him, young and sexy, and he can’t help but feel guilty for letting you stay with him knowing that he can’t give you what you want in bed.

It doesn’t stop him from eating you out until your clit is puffy and your walls are rubbed raw by his calloused fingers. When his head is between your legs, he tries, he really does. He gets so worked up, grinding his soft cock against the bed, willing it to get hard so he can fuck you right after, but it never does.

All it ends in is you cumming on his face one too many times and him walking out of the room without saying a word in pure humiliation.

You don’t take it to heart, you know he beats himself up for it, saying he isn’t good enough, that you should find someone who can actually give you what you want and keep up with you at that. Every time you reassure him, that he does satisfy you, that he never fails to make you feel good regardless of how he does it, but it seems to go in one ear and out the other.

But tonight, tonight is different and you will find a way to fuck your man.

You lay naked on the bed, legs spread, juices glistening off your folds while Simon hovers above you. His arms cage your head in as he kisses you rough, his tongue sliding over your soft lips, yours entering to explore the expanse of his mouth. He kisses the length of your jaw, down your neck where he licks the salty-sweet skin, bites just hard enough for you to writhe beneath him, and sucks until purple bruises are left to ache in the best way possible.

Before he can lower himself between your legs, you let your fingertips brush just under the waistband of his sweatpants, and his mouth stills against yours.

“Si… just let me try something tonight. I really want to,” you say breathlessly, pulling away from the kiss, gazing up at him with a look that is more of a beg than anything.

He kisses your forehead, moving his hand down to pull yours away, but before he can you reach in deeper, squeezing the base of him and earning a rumbling groan from him instead. His fingers wrap around your wrist, not moving you, just simply holding on like he has to steady himself.

“Lovie, please. Don’t embarrass me now,” he whispers, voice rough and low, wavering ever so slightly when your hand begins to trail further up his limp cock.

You don’t reply, but you do run your thumb against his tip, swiping the precum beading from his slit, evidence of his arousal despite him remaining soft. Lips meeting him again, he’s reluctant, but eventually he finds your rhythm.

Pushing his sweatpants down, you pull his cock out, stroking it gently and your warm, soft palm against him feels like you're touching his raw nerves. Even if he couldn’t get it up, it is still incredibly sensitive from months and months of pent-up need and no sex. Not that you hadn’t tried before, because you have, and every time he gets frustrated.

There’s not much you can say to convince him to try again on the same night.

Nonetheless, you focus on his tip, gliding your thumb under the ridge, rubbing against his slit, and you feel his cock twitch barely in your hand. You pull his body closer to yours, resting his cock on your folds, and he hisses from the sheer pleasure of that alone. Your body heat, your slick, the thought of him touching your aching clit like this has him beyond needy.

“Just slide against me. It’ll feel good, yeah,” you say, nodding your head slowly in encouragement.

His hips roll against you, his cock sliding underneath your palm and through your folds, and he bites back a whimper while shivers run down his spine. Simon can feel his cock hardening, just barely, just enough that he might actually be able to feel your walls wrap around him, so he wastes no time in finding out.

“Please, please,” he says under his breath, begging his body to let him pleasure you in ways he usually can’t, just for tonight if that’s what it takes.

He grabs the base of his cock, positioning at your entrance, and it takes a few tries but his semi-hard tip pushes through your entrance. You gasp softly, the feeling foreign and orgasmic, and your walls clench hard around him. A guttural groan rips from his chest when he begins to rock into you, his eyes meet yours, passion and desire swirling around as his pupils dilate from the sight of you taking him regardless of the conditions.

“You feel so good, Si,” you moan, lifting your hips to give him easier access, glancing down every few seconds to watch the way his impossibly large and yet still soft cock rubs through your walls.

“You feel like a dream,” is all he can get out before his eyes are shutting tight and his fingers are tangling in your hair.

Your body meets his, helping him through it, helping him get to where he needs to be so that just for tonight, he can feel man enough for you. And when he cums deep inside of you, his tip pulsing with long, thick ropes of warm cum, ‘thank you’s’ fall from him repeatedly before he kisses you with a newfound confidence.

“Again Si, don’t stop.”

He doesn’t. He stays rocking inside you, cumming again and again until his cock is too raw, until your pussy is full of his cum, and you feel every last bit of him. When he’s done, he lowers himself between your legs, cleaning his mess and sucking your clit, watching you cry from pleasure, watching you squirm away, but there is nothing he could give you that would ever come close to the feeling of showing him that he is enough for you.

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[ickytreats]

Warning! ⚠️ This post is about Fauxcest! This is between fully Consenting adults and no one is actually related.

Mom who plays with my hair as Dad fucks me. Im so flustered and whiny but she just coos at me. Mama...too deep, I gasp softly as dad mounts me. Pushing my legs back even more and driving his cock into me. Every time the tip hits that one spot my body jolts. She just smiles and laughs while shaking her head. You'll get used to it, princess... Softly scratches my hair and watches as her husband fucks her daughter.

Her other hand is wandering our bodies. From Dad's chest to pushing on my stomach. When I start to get too loud she pulls down the top of her nightgown just enough. Puts her tits in my face while softly shushing me. Loves watching as I cum around dad's cock. How I choke up and my body shakes. Look at that, she smiles as she spreads my cunt open even more. I'm still stretched around dad, she's enjoying every minute even if she's a whiny girl. Dad shakes his head panting as he pulls out to the tip only to slam back in.

I squeak and grab onto the sheets as I feel my wetness running down onto the bed. Mom laughs and coos, let's give her a small break. She pulls away and softly kisses my lips. Climbs on top of me on all fours, dad pulls out of me, and sinks into her. Fucking her on top of me, I watch as she moans, and smiles. Sometimes she leans down and starts to kiss me. See, baby? This is how you properly take your father's cock, She says between moans. Mom is a messy cummer so once she does cum it drips down onto me.

She gasps as she lets go and pushes back, taking all of dads cock as they both moan. Dad pulling out and running his cock over her clit, really making sure she lets it all out. Before sinking back into me suddenly. Dad! I squeal at the suddenness but a small laugh also escapes me. Just like mom does, I'm close princess. He moans and starts to fuck me quickly. Chasing her own high and mom gives me one last kiss before climbing off of me.

Let's take your father's cum, baby. She smiles and lays next to me. Dad suddenly pulls out and climbs over us. Stroking his cock quickly until his cum is panting both of us. Mom smiles at him and looks him in the eyes as she licks his cum off her lips. Then pulls me into a kiss, making me share his cum. Dad groans and throws his head back, you're getting me hard again. She pulls away but holds my face. That's fine...we can take another round, can't we princess? I'm panting but nod, I can take dads cock again.

[lesserthan-3]

captain john price who bangs his pretty cute girlfriend over his desk while the rest of his team sits awkwardly on the other side.

“open your eyes,” he commands you, his voice deep and rough. “I said, open em. are ya gonna piss me off too?”

and so you find it in you to open them despite the embarrassment that sits low in your gut as he ruts himself into you. It’s not hard to make out who’s in front of you. his warm skin and signature hat makes him easy to identify and as your vision focuses, you can make out the crimson on his cheek and the sweat building on his neck.

you look at him, almost apologetically, as if saying “I’m sorry you have to see me like this,” because Kyle truly is an angel and the idea of his knowing what your eyes looked like when all fucked out seemed like a sin on its own.

first, he calls out soap for texting you late at night. john fists the hair on your head till you’re facing the scot who’s not looking at your eyes, but somewhere lower. “y’know what couples do at night, Mactavish? I’ll give you a hint.” price snakes his arm between your legs, pinching and rolling your clit to which you let out a pained and delicious mewl.

and next in line is gaz, whose gesture of buying you your favorite foods has gone unliked by price. luckily, Gaz is sitting right next to soap so you don’t have to strain yourself to find him. Gaz knows he shouldn’t stare…but he can’t help himself and surprisingly, the captain hasn’t told anyone to stop so he swallows the lump in his throat, and commits the sight before him to memory.

then there’s ghost, who refuses to acknowledge he has actively done anything. “bullshit. wanna tell me why you’re always staring at her ass?” which shuts the brooding man up immediately.

your orgasm comes quick, as it always did. your words come out broken and desperate but they barely register to your boyfriend who has his own agenda.

your eyes roll back as you climax, the euphoria sending you into a blissful state of haze. but john doesn’t stop, not when he has a point to prove.

so he fucks you through your high, and then he fucks you more. your hand presses against his thigh with no real pressure, sobbing cries of overstimulation.

“after today, i want no more foolery from any of you. I’d suggest you take today for all it’s worth because after tonight, you can all go to your beds and jerk off your pathetic cocks to the memory of this and. nothing. else.” he punctuates each word with a sharp thrust, willing either your legs or the desk legs to give out.

“do i make myself clear?”

and the answer all comes in unison. “Yes, Captain.”

[simonriley09]

Had to get onto the portal pussy trend

You're slumped over your bed, feeling the familiar feeling of a dick sliding through your wet folds, but the thing is you're fully dressed and home alone, the team left hours ago to the pub.

Your back arched, clit throbbing and slick pooling in your panties. The person could be any one of your team mates, they're all horny mutts who can't keep it in their pants.

A moan slips from your mouth, feeling a fat tip slip in and out, nothing more nothing less.... clearly ghost.

That's until you felt another head slip in beside it, your back arched even deeper, knees digging into your bed. Soap. They're both taking turns sticking just the head in, it's driving you crazy.

A few minutes of this and you feel the familiar buzz of a vibrator press against your clit, you gasped, grabbing your phone to text the team but before you can even hit send your body locks up into a strong orgasm, legs quivering violently and your jeans getting soaked.

4 orgasms later you finally feel both of them slip out. God you need a change and a gun. Maybe to murder them, maybe to point it at them while riding them till they whine. You'll never know until they show up. You're just glad Price or Gaz haven't had a turn... they've got more stamina.

[starrybebi]

Dad sitting me down to tell me about the birds and the bees while I have to pretend like I'm still his innocent little daughter and don't know any of it yet. Dad pulling me into his lap and sliding his hands under my clothes while I have to pretend I don't know that what he's doing is wrong or else he'll know that I lied to him and earn a spanking. Dad's hands in my panties while I'm squirming and whimpering as he makes me cum, trying to stop myself from humping against his bulge because I'm not supposed to know about that yet. 🌟

[lesserthan-3]

Portal pussy with tf141 but it’s your job to figure out who has your pussy for the day.

You’re shaking and sweating, holding the base of the chair so tightly that your knuckles turn white. The circular sensation against your clit has been non stop and your brain is about to turn to mush because of it.

“You okay, love? You look tense.” You glare at price to which he gives you a knowing smirk. “Not too much now. I’m still your captain. Could send you to train the recruits if I wanted to.” There’s an intentional pause- as if to leave the mind to imagine. “although I doubt you’ll be able to demonstrate much in this state.”

You lift your hips off the chair in hopes to alleviate some of the friction but to no avail. A string of curses leaves your lips. “Fuck…I’m gonna cum.”

“Easy now.” Ghost chimes in. “Still in a briefing. Keep it professional, kid.”

“You could just take a guess- put an end to it.” Kyle so kindly suggests. There’s a few menacing chuckles in response. “Remember your forfeit though.”

And just like that- the sensation stops. It’s both a blessing and a curse. On one hand, you no longer have to climax in front of your team at a mission briefing, while on the other, your thighs are now rubbing against one another for any amount of friction that could just give you that relief you need.

Later in the day, Soap finds you curled up on a couch, clutching your lower abdomen and eyes just a little bit glazed over. “You look like shite.”

And you felt like it. “One of you fuckers has been edging me all day,” you mumble, pressing your legs so tightly together as if that would do you any good.

“At least you know it’s not me, you know I like to give ya what you want.”

You shoot him a glare- because Soap will let you cum. The problem is, that’s all he does. You’re climaxing at least once an hour when he has your pussy, and he’s not shy to experimenting.

He’ll grind the toy against the corner of his desk, he’ll hold it under running water, he’ll even go so far as to tie it to a vibrator as he’s sleeping just to make sure you’re left satisfied.

And the day will always end the same- soap locked inside his room while you’re banging for him with cute glistening tears, begging and sobbing for him to stop which just isn’t enough for him until you’re sitting in a puddle of your own arousal outside his door.

“C’mon, lass. Just take a guess.” He steps closer, lifting your chin with a finger. His eyes glimmer with excitement when he sees the way you’re practically looking through him and not at him. “You get it right, you get your cute cunnie back. And if you get it wrong…” he leans closer to your ear, “I’ll take ya first and you know I’m good at making ya cum.”

The offer is tempting, and you almost mutter a name in his advice but suddenly you gasp when you feel a low vibration make contact with your sore clit.

You hunch over, gripping the back of the couch. “What’s going on?” You don’t even have the strength to look up but from voice alone, you know it’s Gaz.

“Looks like someone’s having fun.”

Gaz’s eyes trace from a smug soap to a pitiful you. “What d’they got going on?”

Your voice strains as you try to speak. “V-vibe.”

Gaz nods in understanding. “Sounds like ghost or price. Me? I’m a traditional man.”

Soap snorts. “Oh, we know.”

Gaz, cursed at him, rolling his eyes with no real heat behind it. But soap was right. Gaz always talking about how he wants to meet the love of his life “naturally” and properly court her, have a romantic wedding, have two kids (one boy, one girl), basically he was traditional in every sense.

This includes in the bedroom where he doesn’t believe in the need for toys. Instead, he’ll plunge his fingers in your pussy till it’s sopping and crying, and then he’ll drink it all up with the tip of his nose pushing against the hood of you clit- all to do it over and over and over again.

The pair continue to argue but you drown out their voices as you feel that sinking feeling deep in your gut again. The vibrations are so perfectly pressed against your clit that it has you seeing stars.

It has to be price, right? The fingers from earlier were rough with experience but the movements themselves were patient and experienced. They move in perfect circles up and down your folds, playing with them like pages on a book before teasingly flicking against your clit.

Or is it ghost? It’s more likely for ghost to be using a vibrator than price. He loves his toys, has a whole fancy collection that are “just for testin’” he says. But usually ghost is a little rougher, isn’t he? So maybe it’s-

The thought is cut off when you feel a blunt, large head of a vibrator forcefully being pushed against your opening. Your eyes widen, and whoever is toying with you isn’t in the room but you instinctively scream anyways which draws the attention of both Gaz and soap. “waitwaitwaitwait- It won’t fit!”

God- fuck- it had to be him. It had to be. Oh shit, just say a name. Or is it price? No- he wouldn’t. Or? Fuck- you could literally count down the seconds as the head stretches you wider and wider and - “Ghost! Stop it!”

And just like that…it stops. And for a moment, it feels like time stops.

“Oh? Looks like we have a name.”

You’re panting for dear life, vision blurry as you curl up in the couch, oblivious to the rest of the team flooding in the room.

Price kneels by your side, placing a warm hand on your forehead and using his thumb to brush away the hair that sticks to your forehead.

Once you catch your breath, you roll over slowly. Your vision is a blur, but it gradually comes to focus and you recognize price’s look of concern with the rest of them peering over his shoulder.

“Did I get it right?”

The men pause, none of them giving it away, until you notice a twitch of Price’s mustache followed my an upward turn of a crooked smile. “Oh, fuck.”

A deep and amused laugh confirms what you already know and Soap is already taking off his belt, “I’m going first, lads.”

“Why do you go first? Price did all of the work.” Gaz retorts, finger twitching in retaliation.

“Called dibs. Didn’t I, lassie?”

Gaz lets out a sputter of disbelief. “Oi, You can’t just call dibs on something like that!”

“Her mouth is still open if you want it.” Soap is already at your legs, grabbing them by the ankles and pulling them apart.

Gaz’s jaw clenches in annoyance…or is it jealousy? He looks at Price, who gives him a fatherly shrug. There’s a moment of hesitation before he’s also undoing his belt, mumbling underneath his breath. “Bloody dibs…an idiot really.”

[holycest]

Falling asleep in the same bed as my dad and wetting it while I'm asleep. The hot wet feeling wakes him up but instead getting upset he plays me through my piss soaked undies