Just here for a good time

Female. 23. Bi. Submissive. Brat. I want someone to tie me up, blindfold me and overstimulate me. Just to see how far I can go before I pass out. I'm also into temperature play, orgasm denial and breath play. I want a dom who tells me what to do.

[angel-in-your-basement]

Here’s the thing that some people don’t seem to understand about sex & kink. You have to respect boundaries before you get to push them. You have to show people they’re safe before you get to make them feel scared. You have to respect people before you get to degrade them. You have to be normal with people before you get to be dirty with them. You can’t be skipping steps. Treating them like a person always comes before treating them like a toy.

[brattydrench]

The park looks so peaceful — warm sunlight, birds chirping, families walking in the distance — but you have other plans for your pathetic little date.

The moment we’re on a quiet, tree-lined path, you push me against a thick oak tree and growl low in my ear, “Legs apart, you stupid fucking whore. Time to turn this useless cumdump into a proper public toy.”

You rip my panties to the side and press the thick, oversized vibrating dildo against my already dripping cunt. It’s way too big. I whimper as you start forcing it in, stretching my tight walls painfully wide.

“Fuuuck— it’s too big, please—” I beg.

You laugh darkly. “Shut your whore mouth. This greedy cunt exists to be ruined. Take every fat inch like the brainless fuckhole you are.” You push harder, watching my face twist as the massive toy stretches me open and bottoms out deep inside me, pressing against my cervix. “Look at that… your sloppy pussy swallowed it so easily. What a disgusting little cock sleeve.”

You smooth my sundress down and pull me back onto the main path. “Now walk, bitch. And don’t you dare let it slip out.”

Every step makes the huge dildo grind deep inside my soaked cunny. I’m already trembling, trying to walk normally while my thighs glisten with my own juices.

You hold the small remote in your pocket, occasionally flicking it on. The sudden low buzz makes my knees buckle. “Feel that, slut? I control how much this toy fucks you. Right now you’re just a public vibrator holder.”

I bite my lip hard, face burning as we pass strangers. “P-please… people are going to notice…”

You smirk and turn the vibration up. “Good. Let them see what a pathetic, dripping mess you are. Just a worthless set of holes getting her cunt wrecked in the middle of the park.”

When we reach a sunny bench in a semi-open area, you pull me down firmly onto your lap, facing slightly outward so anyone walking by has a perfect view.

“Sit, whore,” you command. The dildo slams brutally deep as I drop onto it. You immediately crank the vibration to maximum.

The intense buzzing instantly turns into violent, rhythmic fucking sensations inside me. My eyes roll back and I can’t hold back a loud, broken moan.

“Ahh—! Fuck—! It’s too strong—!” I cry out, my voice carrying further than I want.

You wrap one arm around my waist, holding me down so the vibrating dildo stays buried to the hilt, pounding my sensitive walls mercilessly. “That’s it. Moan louder, you pathetic exhibitionist slut. Let everyone hear what a desperate cunt you are. You love this, don’t you? Getting your sloppy hole destroyed in public like a cheap fucktoy.”

I’m shaking uncontrollably, hips grinding helplessly as the powerful vibrations fuck me senseless. Wet, obscene squelching sounds mix with my loud, shameless moans.

“Oh my god— I’m gonna cum— please— people can see—!” I whimper, voice cracking.

You turn the speed even higher and growl in my ear, “Then cum, you disgusting public whore. Cum with a fat vibrating cock stuffed in your cunt while strangers watch you fall apart. This is all you’re good for — being humiliated and used like a brainless, dripping cumrag.”

My whole body spasms hard on the bench. I moan loudly, unable to stay quiet as the intense vibrations rip a powerful orgasm out of me right there in the open park, my pussy clenching and gushing around the toy while you hold me down, forcing me to take every second of it.

And you still haven’t turned it off.

[chupa-essa-buceta]

[thatboy4you]

Now listen, controlled, calculated dom's are so hot, working out when exactly to stop stimulating me to edge me, pushing me to find out how many times I can cum, ordering me around the bed, touching me with planned and well thought out movements.

But, and this is why I love bratting out sometimes, when a dom just snaps, they just grip your hips and manhandle you, spit on you, degrade you, bite you, scratch you, grip at your skin and kiss you roughly, just primal neediness to fuck my holes and make me cry for them...

Now that, oh my god...

[stalkerr-daddy]

I want that type of cuddling that turns into you cockwarming me, starting with the tip, slowly working my way into you as my arms are wrapped around you. I whisper compliments and praise softly into your ear while my entire shaft is pushing into you. I bottom out inside of you, pushed firmly against your cervix, my hips start to rut into you uncontrollably as you feel so good clenched and wrapped tightly around me. Slowly my pace picks up, I wrap my hand around your throat while my cock pounds into your cervix. I start squeezing your neck making you fall in and out of consciousness while I forcefully fuck orgasm after orgasm from your pathetic little body.

I use you like my little doll, cuddling you like a stuffed animal while my cock is stuffed deeply inside of you. You quickly make a mess all over me, your cum is leaking all over the bed, forming a puddle for you to lay in while your hole is brutally fucked. Your body is giving out on you, I see you are exhausted from what I’ve done to you, your legs are shaking, we’re both covered in your cum and squirt, I see your eyes getting heavy.

“You poor little thing,” I lighten my grip from around your neck a little, taking the hand that’s been groping your tits and abusing your clit the past few hours, I give you my fingers to put into your mouth to suck on. My thrusts slows down to an almost hypnotizing pace, you swiftly drift asleep in my arms while I’m still buried inside of you. I keep that pace for while, softly humping into your limp and unconscious hole, I keep it up until I can’t take it anymore.

Feeling you wrapped snuggly around me, feeling you clench and getting even more wet, even while you’re asleep, it’s driving me insane, a feral urge takes over me and I just have to use you, ruthlessly.

You’re woken up from your sleep to the feeling of your insides being fucked, I’m pressed as deeply as I possibly can inside of you, pushed into your stomach, you’re so overstimulated and sensitive that you can’t even help but cry and whimper from the pain and pressure of my big cock inside of you, I have your tits out, and I’m pathetically humping into your belly like an addicted perv. “I’ll be done soon baby, just hold your stuffie, the pain will be gone soon sweetheart.” I slide out to the tip, then slam myself back into you, repeating that over and over again, I want you to feel every single inch of me dig inside of you. I continue doing that, but going faster and faster with each time I slide out and slam back into you, picking up the speed until, without even warning you, I impale you deep into my cock and flood your poor, abused pussy full of my cum and letting it spill out of you, mixing with the puddle of cum and squirt on the sheets underneath you. I leave my dick inside of you, caress your head and play with your hair while you cuddle the stuffed animal that protected you while I raped you until we both fall asleep with it inside of you.

[stalkerr-daddy]

As I’m playing video games with my friends online, you come into the room, crawling your way under the desk and placing your head into my lap. Distracted by my game, you start fidgeting with my pants, making sure that you are the center of attention, before I even know it my cock is out, and inside of your mouth, you take me deeper into your mouth, you feel so fucking good and I have to mute my mic so no one can hear the sounds escaping my mouth.

As the game ends I grab you and pull you up into my lap, lower you down onto my spit covered cock, forcing you to cockwarm me and I make you play the game now. I put the headset on you, and we start the match while I’m buried deep inside of your unsuspecting hole. I waste no time with you, I start squeezing on your hips, digging my fingers into you as I softy rut inside of you, my hands move up your body, I pull your tits out and start playing with them, groping you and squeezing them roughly, showing you who you belong to. My touch coerces the softest whines and whimpers from your mouth, and they drive me crazy.

I make you bounce up and down on me, gripping your hips and sliding you up and down as you have no choice but to focus on the game, if you die, or If you lose a round is all the more reason for me to get even more rough with you. You start moaning out, can’t even stop yourself, how pathetic. “They all muted their mics to jerk off to how pathetic and worthless you sound right now,” I whisper into your ear and slap your ass hard, making you flinch and squeeze even tighter around my cock.

You are a full blown whiny, teary eyed mess, your pussy is leaking all down my thighs, a puddle of you is forming in the chair we are in, I start to rub on your clit, getting my fingers covered in your mess, I shove them into your mouth, shutting you up for just a moment as I make you taste what I am doing to you. I force you to suck them clean, making my fingers soaked with your spit, I pull them from your mouth and shove them into your ass and I start to finger fuck your ass, all while my cock is pressed firmly against your cervix. You have to focus on the game, you need to clutch, I begin railing my cock into your cervix, forcing the most pathetic sounds to come from your mouth.

I feel you getting to the edge, i finger your ass faster, and faster, feeling you starting to clench more around me, I feel you starting to cum on my cock and I finger fuck your ass even faster, I start plunging my cock into you as deep and as fast as I possibly can, forcing multiple orgasms from your body in a row. One by one I feel you convulsing around my fingers, around my cock as several orgasms are fucked from your body.

The postgame screen pops up showing that you lost the game, “well that decides it,” you hear me say under my breath. That’s when I dig my fingers tightly into your hips, and lift your dripping mess of a pussy off of my cock. I then push you into the desk, slamming you into it, and replacing the fingers that are hooked in your ass with my cock. “Pathetic little slut, you should’ve won the game. I lost my rank because of you.” I jam myself into your ass and begin railing it with absolutely no remorse for what you’re feeling, I obliterate your tiny little hole all because you couldn’t win a game for me, how fucking pathetic.

Your face slams into the desk as I hold your head down, my other hand gripping your hip so you physically cannot pull away from me, no matter what. I repeatedly sink my hard on deep into your ass making you feel every single inch of me, my cock starts to throb, I lean over your useless little body “you better win the next time slut, I really wanted to cum inside of your pretty pussy,” I say with a smile as I fuck your ass, pushing myself over the edge and pumping every drop of cum from my balls in you, making you feel like the most used, yet useless little thing imaginable. Hopefully you’ll learn your lesson next time, baby

[forsakenthots]

I need play-fighting that starts out cute and innocent then gets progressively rougher until I have you pinned beneath me, squirming, panting, and visibly nervous. I’m just joking around at first but realizing how easy you are to overpower awakens something dark in me. “This isn’t funny anymore. Let me go.” you whine and struggle. You’re too weak to stop me when I pin your hands above your head with one hand. You’re so cute and I’ve always wanted you, so I take my time exploring your body with my free hand. The touch feels nice, but you try to hold back your soft sighs and moans because you don’t want to give me the satisfaction. You can’t hide how wet you are when I finally slip my hand into your pants and rub your clit. You can’t hold back your moans anymore either. I tell you how pathetic you are for loving this and you’re helpless to stop me. That doesn’t keep you from begging me to stop anyway though. You’re only turning me on more. When you orgasm a rush of shame burns through you, but you’re glad it’s over at least. You quickly realize I haven’t stopped and I don’t plan to. You complain that it’s too much, you can’t handle more. When I tell you “Shut the fuck up and take it, slut.” you let out a loud whimper. You hate that you’re enjoying being degraded and used. The second time you cum it’s violently ripped from your body. You’re shaking and drooling and so overwhelmed you feel like you’re going to pass out. You didn’t even notice that I released your wrists a while ago and you obediently kept them above your head while I fucked you. You just needed someone bigger and stronger to put you in your place.

[light-taps]

When You're Mine

Spending the night in the guest room at my bff’s one night, I woke up to hands spreading my legs apart. Before I opened my eyes, something parted my pussy lips, and I heard an unfamiliar moan. Groggily looking up at the person between my legs and sleepily pushing at them, I felt them thrust a bit deeper into my pussy, making me whimper, and my eyes adjusted to the darkness. Then I finally recognized who was trying to fuck me - my friend’s younger brother. “Hey, get off me, y-” he put a hand over my mouth, and with one movement shoved his cock fully inside me and pinned me to the bed with his body. My thighs trapped open under his hips, his hand silencing my words. I reeled in shock, crying out into his hand at the feeling of his girth stretching me out so suddenly. My arms lay useless at my sides, hands pinned under my open legs. He began rocking his hips into mine and my stomach turned as I felt myself getting wet in spite of my fear. His needy groans in my ear made my heart race. “I’m so sorry about this… I’ve wanted to fuck you for years. Can you feel how hard you make me? Oh my god, you feel so warm… You’re so pretty, I just want you so much.” He was so heavy on top of me, his hand so tight over my mouth, his cock reaching so deep. He was a few years younger but had always been a tall, heavy guy - and I couldn’t get him off of me. I had to lay there and feel him use me. Had to listen to my pussy being pounded by his thickness, the wet sounds loud in the big dark room. Had to feel my pussy embracing him, and my hips moving against my will. While I writhed in protest under him I heard him grunt, felt him sink into me, and then a hot flash as he came inside me. “Fuck, yes, you feel so good wrapped around me… taking my load so well, aren’t you? Good girl, I knew you would.” His bare cock pumped what felt like gallons into my cunt, kissing my neck and chest as he kept fucking me. I whimpered behind his hand, scared of the warm feeling of his load, and how good it felt to be held down. I tried to catch my breath, grateful at least that it was over so fast. Trying to plan how I’d tell his family what he’d done. But in another quick, practiced motion he sat up and rolled my still sleep-weak body over in front of him. Hoisted my hips up, pushed my face down into the pillows. A muffled cry escaped me when he forced his still-hard cock back inside me from behind. I felt cum run down my thighs as he pushed it out of his way. He held me down with a hand on my shoulders, his other hand stroking my clit as he started using me again. “Your cunt feels perfect… so full of my cum… How does my cock feel? Forcing all that cum deeper… I know you want more, baby.” I tried to fight him off, but the combination of his teasing and holding my head against the pillows just made me tremble under him. My body began to tighten as an orgasm built. He felt the change and held his cock inside me, stroking me intently until I came around his dick, whimpering in shock. “That’s right, cum for me… Cum with my cock inside you, such a good needy cunt for me to fill…” I felt sick and stupid and weak, shaking with pleasure beneath him. He began plowing into me hard - driving me further into the mattress, and then cumming again while buried fully inside my twitching pussy. He groaned and leaned over me, panting in my ear, still throbbing. “I can feel your sweet pussy milking me. God, I love this… Two loads, right after another, deep inside your perfect little cunt.” He kissed my cheek, my neck, humming happily against my skin. I moaned softly, angry at how good it felt to be used. My pussy was relaxed and wet, fully accepting him. He sat up but didn’t pull out. Pinned my lower legs to the bed with his knees, held my wrists together behind my back and began lazily pulling me back onto him again. Still mostly hard, his dick slid easily in and out, bouncing my worn-out pussy in his lap lazily. “Stop,” I finally managed to beg. He chuckled and continued making me fuck him gently, whispering, “Not until I knock you up. Then you’ll finally be all mine. My sweet, pregnant slut that never looked at me twice until I bred you.” My cunt ached, still oozed with his cum, and finally he pulled me down into his hips and forced another hot, heavy load inside. His thrusts were jerky and less controlled, but he fucked his cum deep for a third time. And I moaned in pleasure.

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[rawme-price]

Now hear me out on paladin!ghost....

Paladin!ghost who swears himself to the god of war in the middle of an enemy camp, having been broken beyond belief, the crack in his skull revealing dvine light to him.

Paladin!ghost who is now touched by a deity, changing the tides of war as a single man army. He soon joins the 141, all of them chosen by the god of war in some way. That of course, mean he's he also takes on the oaths of the 141 as designed by his deity.

Paladin!ghost who can't stand his oath of chastity. He can eat certain foods, act a certain way, but he cannot handle his cock aching constantly when surrounded by such beautiful royalty all the time.

Raladin!ghost who decides to...take one of the poor-off villagers from town. You look nice enough to be royalty under all that grime, and you don't raise suspicions when you dissappear.

Paladin!ghost who keeps you in his bed chambers and fucks you every night. Sometimes he still has blood on his armor, under his nails. Sometimes the hand of his deity is still burning smoke behind his eyes when he's on top of you.

Paladin!ghost who's the perfect knight, protector of the kingdom and it's interest. Who keeps a single soul locked away forever. A small sacrifice to keep him working at his best.

[saetiate]

play fighting with him where he tells you to run only to catch you and you keep struggling to get out of his grasp only for him to hold you down tight and watching you go from fighting him to loving the way he makes you feel and eventually giving into him, that kind of submission has him rock hard in his pants

[babydollcer]

cute date idea~

we go cycling around the park, except you've suctioned a dildo to my bike seat and I'm trying desperately not to cum in public

Dress me up in a pretty little skirt and make me cockwarm a large dildo, every movement keeping me on edge. I'd drip onto my seat, every bump and pebble making it impossible to hold in my moans.

Give me two options - I can either keep riding cock and keep myself on edge and overstimulated OR I can dismount my bike in the middle of the park and show everyone at the park how much of a whore I really am

[narcissistichedonist]

forcefully pinning your legs open while slowly thrusting in and out of you, admiring how your wet little cunt stretches around my cock

[queech]

can’t stop thinking about being bent over the edge of my bed then getting mounted and pounded out hard n fast. gripping at the sheets trying to claw my way forward to put some distance between myself and the cock in my guts cuz it’s going too deep but just getting pulled back onto it by the waist, hard. having my face forced down into the mattress with one of their hands pressing down on my back and the other gripping my hip, forcing me to arch into them and take their cock as deep as it’ll go. squeaking and whimpering and digging my nails into anything i can reach as they plunge into me to the hilt as hard and fast as they can on every single thrust

[alliekills]

i yearn for… and desire… hard thick cock sliding against my pussy over my clit again and again with someone teasing me for how wet i’m getting until i reluctantly cum and as my walls are clenching and i’m whining through the orgasm they force their dick inside me and start fucking me senseless like a stupid little self-lubricating toy

[rosewritessmut]

Imagine a ghost that loves your legs. Of course they throughly enjoy getting to see every inch of your naked body while you shower, but your legs are their favorite.

They're tentative at first, mostly exploring you while you sleep. Your doctor calls it restless leg syndrome but you swear that you feel hands stroking and groping you. It isn't until you feel thier mouth and tongue on you that you become convinced there is more at play here.

Long pants disappear from your closet, leaving shorts and skirts as your only option. The ghost loves you in skirts especially; they can lift the hem whenever they want to admire you.

You start feeling their hands on you constanly. Then their lips. Their tongue. Their teeth. Your friends tease you about the bite marks on the backs of your legs.

You find it hard to focus when there's an invisible tongue running over your thighs. Even more so when they spread your legs apart to fuck you with their tongue.

[thephantomscrewdriver]

I tried talking to you when you moved in, but you couldn't hear me, couldn't perceive my attentions. In your sleep, though, in that liminal space when you were dreaming, you responded to my fingers on your ankles.

"More..." you muttered, and I let myself caress the sharp bones of your ankles, the tender relaxed muscles of your calves.

"You have such delicate flesh," I whispered, and you could not hear me, but you whimpered when I moved away.

The next morning, when you woke, you kept caressing the places I had touched. Half remembered contact left you longing for more. You hid yourself in baggy pants, and they looked terrible on you, highlighting your fears. I felt sorrow for you.

For weeks I came to your bed to worship the beauty you were so inclined to hide, and mourned you giving in to your fear and shame when you donned your shape concealing pants over your exquisit form. Eventually, I could not help myself, and I began to move them from your closet. I hid them in small secret places, hoping that by the time you found them, you wouldn't need them anymore. You didn't even notice until half of them were gone and you had to wear a skirt.

Each night, you invited me to touch more of you, speaking your longings in your sleep.

"I want to feel your longing," you told me one day, just before you woke, and that was the first day you still really felt me when you woke.

"Are you really here?" you asked, tentatively, not expecting and answer, and I trailed my fingers and my lips up your calf, and ran my tongue over the sweet, soft flesh at the back of your knee, just like I had done in your dream. Just as you had done in your sleep, you moaned longingly, and I sunk my teeth into your thigh, winning the most gracious gasp, and beaming at your newfound ability to feel me when you could really, fully respond.

[rosewritessmut]

I love this addition.

[rosewritessmut]

Imagine moving into a house where a horny ghost haunts the bathroom.

At first it scares you. You see a face over your shoulder in the mirror but when you turn around, no one is there. You see the shadow of someone standing outside your shower but when you shriek and pull the curtain back, the room is empty.

The third time it happens you swear you hear a low chuckle. Someone entertained by your fear.

Soon you start to feel it touch you. It's subtle at first: a palm sliding across your ass as you lean over the sink. Fingers playing with your hair as you brush your teeth. You think you're imagining it.

The unmistakable feeling of being watched taunts you as you shower. You often feel a cool gust of air over your chest, keeping your nipples tight and sensitive.

There is no denying it when they finally join you in the shower. Cold, invisible hands run over your body, making you gasp and shiver. They slide down and you spread your legs without thinking. The fingers don't hesitate to slip inside of you.

Before you know it, you find yourself bent over being fucked by an unseen stranger. You can hear them laugh as your started cries turn into moans

[alwaysaphoenix]

Skin on skin