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[laylasnotes]

I rape my wife daily. I love doing it.

I do it because I knew I could never change who I am deep down, and I could never tell her about this rape kink that drives me. I love her, truly, in my own twisted way, and I want to keep this part of me alive, hidden inside our marriage like a secret fire.

When I first met her, I tried to change myself. I really did. I thought maybe with someone as sweet and caring as her, I could bury this urge, pretend to be the normal husband she deserved. But I couldn’t. The need built up inside me until it clawed its way out, demanding I act on it. Now, every night, I slip something into her drink, watch her eyes grow heavy as she drifts off to sleep.

Then I fuck her hard while she lies there still, her body limp under me. I fuck her stupid like that, pounding away until I cum inside her, and she never knows. That’s what gets me. Owning her completely without her consent, turning her into my personal fuck toy while she sleeps peacefully.

Normal sex is boring as hell.

We do it sometimes when she’s horny, her legs willingly spread for me. But it doesn’t feel the same. There’s no raw power in sliding my cock into her wet pussy when she’s begging for it. It’s bland, like eating the same meal every day.

Drugging her at night changes everything.

I plan it out, mix the sedative into her wine or her tea, sit there smiling at her across the table as she sips it down. By the time she’s in bed, knocked out, I’m rock hard. I strip her clothes off and ram into her. No foreplay, no gentleness, just forceful fucking until I empty my balls. It’s better than any vanilla bullshit, then she wakes up clueless the next morning.

There were times early on when I couldn’t hold back during our regular sex. I’d flip her over suddenly, pin her down, and fuck her rough, like I was raping her for real. I’d grab her wrists, slam my cock into her ass or her pussy, making her take it all. She fought back a little, and it scared her badly. She cried afterward, asked what was wrong with me, why I had to be so brutal. So I stopped.

Now I only ever fuck her gently when she’s awake, slow thrusts, soft kisses, gentle caresses to keep her happy. But I hate it. Vanilla sex is dead to me. It’s weak, it’s fake, it doesn’t feed the hunger. It’s like sipping water when you crave blood.

This kink, this need to rape, it’s who I am. I can’t switch it off.

It’s a different kind of release to own her body like it’s my property. I’m a gentle husband during the day, but at night, she’s mine to use. I love being cruel like that, unleashing my true self on her sleeping form.

Her body’s perfect. She has a porn-shaped figure I molded over the years with my touches. I treat her like a pocket pussy, a convenient warm hole for my cock to slide in, without a word from her. I enjoy the rape part so much because it’s complete domination. Mentally, I break her down without her knowing. She’s mine to drug, to fuck senseless, to fill with cum while her mind rests.

I get off on the secrecy, the risk, the way her body submits to me every time. I’ve done it hundreds of times now, and each one feels better than the last. I love how still she stays as I pound into her.

This is true power. I, the rapist husband, am getting away with it day after day.

I loved every second of slipping into her bed at night, knowing she was out because of what I gave her. I didn’t care how long it took to set up, either, because I savored the anticipation. I’d wait until she was deep asleep, then I’d climb on top, force her legs apart, and shove my cock inside her dry cunt. I loved the way her face stayed slack, no shock, no glaze of pain because she wasn’t awake to feel it.

But I pictured what her eyes would look like if she woke up mid-thrust. Perhaps wide with fear, pleading with me to stop. And it was all legal in my head, because she was my wife, my property. I think I damaged something in her over time, maybe her trust or her sense of safety, even if she couldn’t identify it. It was her spirit I was after, breaking it down piece by piece through these hidden rapes. I know I pushed it close a few times, when she twitched a little, and I had to freeze, cock buried deep, waiting for her to be still again.

And tonight, she’s mine again...

Find out what he does next. ♡

[laylasnotes]

Hi, my name is Layla! I am a writer of rape and dubious erotica. You can find all my works on Smashwords.

Also, I have a huge rape kink! That's the reason I began writing about rape, exploring different perspectives of perpetrators and their victims. My stories feature different fetishes like golden showers, degradation, chloroform, drugging, breeding, corruption, abduction, intoxication, sedation, molestation, trauma, assault.

Come join this corruption with me! I'm also on kofi!

Rape Standalone

Kidnapping My Dear Anne

Forced to Submit

A Man's Depraved Fantasy

The Ravaged Runaway

The Perfect Victim

Double Stuffed

Broken Slut: A Dark Intruder Fantasy

First Date, First Rape

A Very Good Wife: Raped and Fertilized

Whored Out

Rape Series

Rape Confession: Book 1

Rape Confession: Book 2

Unwillng and Fertile: Book 1 (free until May 31)

Unwilling and Fertile: Book 2

My Body, His Choice: Book 1

Living Doll: Book 1

Bundle

Rape Bundle

[snuffy-bunnie]

I want a guy to promise me that he'll wear a condom and for him to reassure me that he has a whole box of them because he knows that I don't take birth control. We start having sex and I make sure that he puts one on before we start. After that, it's amazing. His dick is huge and it hits all of the best spots and he makes me feel safe and comfortable when I'm with him.

Two or three filled condoms later and I'm confident that he's not gonna stealth me, so I ask to get a little more kinky. He's good at shibari so he ties me up tight and puts on another condom. Only after another round of rough sex and another filled condom is he sure that the ties will hold tight no matter how much I try to move.

That's when he takes off the condom and looks me in the eyes as he spreads my pussy lips and squeezes it out inside of me. My eyes go wide and I scream for him to stop as he reaches for the others. I hadn't even noticed that he wasn't tying them off before. I beg and plead and try to squirm free as he empties the rest inside me one by one, then notches his fat cock back at my entrance again, harder than he ever was before, and fucks the cum deeper into my womb. His soft whispers cut through my desperate screaming and crying as he reassures me that I'll make such a good mother.

[girlypenny]

this is a safe space for rapists ❤️

[littlebunnnygirl-deactivated202]

literally me

[houseofanticipation]

You're at the club. Your friend has abandoned you to drink alone. You saw her grinding on some guy earlier, and you guess (correctly) that she's off in some corner somewhere getting railed. You sigh, wishing you could be so lucky.

I watch you take a long sip of your drink. Good. The stuff I put in there is strong, but I still need you to take a few good swallows, or you'll just be sloppy, blackout drunk. Still fun for me, but not what I'm looking for tonight. You set the drink on the bar and turn out to the dance floor. Maybe my little cocktail has given you the confidence to shake your ass a bit, or maybe you're looking for some fresh air. It doesn't really matter, because as soon as you try to take a step you stumble and begin to fall. I'm there in an instant, steadying you, holding you upright as your knees buckle, getting your arm over my shoulder. "Hey now," I say, "looks like someone had too much to drink. Let me get you to somewhere you can sit down."

I give your breast a squeeze as I lead you. it's nice and soft, just like I thought it'd be, and you don't say a word in protest. That means it's working. I take you to the back of the club, where the men's bathroom is. By now I'm basically dragging you, your toes sliding along the floor, your head hanging limp in front of you. I have to put you down for a moment to prop open the door, and the sticky, sour-smelling grime of the club floor leaves a residue on your legs and the ass of your dress. That's fine. You'll be a lot messier by the time the night is through.

This particular bathroom is the reason I chose this club. There's an area where two counters of sinks face each other, each with a huge wall mirror above it. I lift you up to sit on one of the counters, propping you up in the corner so you stay upright. I check your eyes—a little sluggish, but responsive. Perfect. I turn your head to face the other mirror. I want you to see everything. I hike up your dress, and I'm surprised to see you aren't wearing panties. Even more surprising, your pussy is already soaking wet. I look into your eyes again, and I can almost imagine there's something in them. Something hungry.

You're more of a slut than I expected.

Not one to pass up an invitation, I take out my cock and begin to fuck you. You're exactly what I needed: tight, warm, wet. You sit limply as I I pound away at you for a while, watching in the mirror as I use you, Unable to look away. I wonder whether you would if you could.

Then the door opens, and a big guy with a protruding belly comes in. He starts when he sees us, looks like he's deciding if he needs to call someone. I wave him over. "Here, I was pretty much done anyway. Why don't you take a turn?" He's all too happy to oblige, and while he's unzipping his pants I take the permanent marker out of my pocket and take a moment to write on your inner thighs. On one side, the word FREE. On the other: CUNT.

The big guy is eager, I'll give him that much. He starts going to town on you like you're his favorite fleshlight, and he hasn't gotten to cum in months. A few more guys come in while he's doing his business, and after a moment's conference they come over to wait their turn. I watch in satisfaction as the big guy throws his head back, moaning and shooting cum into your pink little pussy. He thanks me, and while he's washing his hands the next guy starts in on you.

The word gets around pretty quick. Before long the bathroom is full of guys waiting to fuck you. The demand is so great, I agree to let them lay you on your side so they can fuck your mouth and ass too. All I demand is that they don't block your view of the mirror. That's the most important part, to me. I want to show you what a whore you are. You're no more than an an object, a collection of warm holes to stick our cocks in. The biggest difference between you and a fleshlight is we don't have to clean you up when we're done with you.

I stay there and enjoy the show for a good few hours, but eventually it's time for me to cum. The hard part is deciding where. Your mouth looks inviting, and I'm sure your asshole is nice and tight, but in the end I decide I didn't get enough of your pussy before. And besides, it's not free mouth or ass. It's free cunt. I wait for the guy currently on you to drop his load—I'm nothing if not courteous—and then I step in and take up where he left off. I try to fuck the cum of all these guys deeper into you, imagining it taking root in your womb. And then I feel something. Your pussy twitches, contracts ever-so-slightly around my cock. I look down at your face, and see you closing your eyes, almost as if in pleasure. Looks like it's time to go; my little cocktail is wearing off. I unload my balls into you, the pent-up cum of hours spent touching myself while I watched these strangers rape you. Maybe it's just my imagination, but I'd swear I hear a soft, desperate moan escape you. Hard to be sure, of course; the cock in your throat mostly drowns it out.

I turn for one last look before I leave. The rush has died down by now, but there's still a good number of guys standing around you. I smile. I doubt they'll be going anywhere any time soon. I turn and walk out the door.

As the drugs wear off, you begin to regain some control of your faculties. You wiggle your toes, twitch your fingers. The dull pounding in your lower regions sharpens into a pair of cocks, draining simultaneously into your pussy and your asshole. Your hips gyrate at the sensation, almost outside of your control. You try to lift your head, but the guy fucking your face pushes you back into the counter, your nose in a puddle of cum. He pulls out and ejaculates on your face—not the first guy tonight to finish in this way, by the feel of it.

He lets go and you attempt to sit up again, this time successfully. The party has gotten the hint that you're coming to, and the last of the rapists are filing out now. You sit your bare ass on the counter and look at your self in the mirror. Your face has received so many loads that it's impossible to distinguish them: they run together into a thick coating of cum. Your dress has been torn open to get at your breasts, which are bruised and sore from all the gripping and squeezing they've taken. Your pussy is swollen and red, and more cum drips out of it each time you move. The marker has bled a bit, but the words FREE CUNT are still very legible, and you doubt they'll wash off any time soon.

Cum runs down your leg as you stand. Your dress is ruined. There's no way you'll be getting your tits back into this thing. Best to wait until everyone's gone home, then make a break for it, hope not too many people see you. That gives you a little time.

You wipe a drop of cum that's run down your cheek and now threatens to fall off your chin. You lick it off your finger, almost curiously. Then you lower your hand between your legs and begin to masturbate.

[houseofanticipation]

You're at the club. Your friend has abandoned you to drink alone. You saw her grinding on some guy earlier, and you guess (correctly) that she's off in some corner somewhere getting railed. You sigh, wishing you could be so lucky.

I watch you take a long sip of your drink. Good. The stuff I put in there is strong, but I still need you to take a few good swallows, or you'll just be sloppy, blackout drunk. Still fun for me, but not what I'm looking for tonight. You set the drink on the bar and turn out to the dance floor. Maybe my little cocktail has given you the confidence to shake your ass a bit, or maybe you're looking for some fresh air. It doesn't really matter, because as soon as you try to take a step you stumble and begin to fall. I'm there in an instant, steadying you, holding you upright as your knees buckle, getting your arm over my shoulder. "Hey now," I say, "looks like someone had too much to drink. Let me get you to somewhere you can sit down."

I give your breast a squeeze as I lead you. it's nice and soft, just like I thought it'd be, and you don't say a word in protest. That means it's working. I take you to the back of the club, where the men's bathroom is. By now I'm basically dragging you, your toes sliding along the floor, your head hanging limp in front of you. I have to put you down for a moment to prop open the door, and the sticky, sour-smelling grime of the club floor leaves a residue on your legs and the ass of your dress. That's fine. You'll be a lot messier by the time the night is through.

This particular bathroom is the reason I chose this club. There's an area where two counters of sinks face each other, each with a huge wall mirror above it. I lift you up to sit on one of the counters, propping you up in the corner so you stay upright. I check your eyes—a little sluggish, but responsive. Perfect. I turn your head to face the other mirror. I want you to see everything. I hike up your dress, and I'm surprised to see you aren't wearing panties. Even more surprising, your pussy is already soaking wet. I look into your eyes again, and I can almost imagine there's something in them. Something hungry.

You're more of a slut than I expected.

Not one to pass up an invitation, I take out my cock and begin to fuck you. You're exactly what I needed: tight, warm, wet. You sit limply as I I pound away at you for a while, watching in the mirror as I use you, Unable to look away. I wonder whether you would if you could.

Then the door opens, and a big guy with a protruding belly comes in. He starts when he sees us, looks like he's deciding if he needs to call someone. I wave him over. "Here, I was pretty much done anyway. Why don't you take a turn?" He's all too happy to oblige, and while he's unzipping his pants I take the permanent marker out of my pocket and take a moment to write on your inner thighs. On one side, the word FREE. On the other: CUNT.

The big guy is eager, I'll give him that much. He starts going to town on you like you're his favorite fleshlight, and he hasn't gotten to cum in months. A few more guys come in while he's doing his business, and after a moment's conference they come over to wait their turn. I watch in satisfaction as the big guy throws his head back, moaning and shooting cum into your pink little pussy. He thanks me, and while he's washing his hands the next guy starts in on you.

The word gets around pretty quick. Before long the bathroom is full of guys waiting to fuck you. The demand is so great, I agree to let them lay you on your side so they can fuck your mouth and ass too. All I demand is that they don't block your view of the mirror. That's the most important part, to me. I want to show you what a whore you are. You're no more than an an object, a collection of warm holes to stick our cocks in. The biggest difference between you and a fleshlight is we don't have to clean you up when we're done with you.

I stay there and enjoy the show for a good few hours, but eventually it's time for me to cum. The hard part is deciding where. Your mouth looks inviting, and I'm sure your asshole is nice and tight, but in the end I decide I didn't get enough of your pussy before. And besides, it's not free mouth or ass. It's free cunt. I wait for the guy currently on you to drop his load—I'm nothing if not courteous—and then I step in and take up where he left off. I try to fuck the cum of all these guys deeper into you, imagining it taking root in your womb. And then I feel something. Your pussy twitches, contracts ever-so-slightly around my cock. I look down at your face, and see you closing your eyes, almost as if in pleasure. Looks like it's time to go; my little cocktail is wearing off. I unload my balls into you, the pent-up cum of hours spent touching myself while I watched these strangers rape you. Maybe it's just my imagination, but I'd swear I hear a soft, desperate moan escape you. Hard to be sure, of course; the cock in your throat mostly drowns it out.

I turn for one last look before I leave. The rush has died down by now, but there's still a good number of guys standing around you. I smile. I doubt they'll be going anywhere any time soon. I turn and walk out the door.

As the drugs wear off, you begin to regain some control of your faculties. You wiggle your toes, twitch your fingers. The dull pounding in your lower regions sharpens into a pair of cocks, draining simultaneously into your pussy and your asshole. Your hips gyrate at the sensation, almost outside of your control. You try to lift your head, but the guy fucking your face pushes you back into the counter, your nose in a puddle of cum. He pulls out and ejaculates on your face—not the first guy tonight to finish in this way, by the feel of it.

He lets go and you attempt to sit up again, this time successfully. The party has gotten the hint that you're coming to, and the last of the rapists are filing out now. You sit your bare ass on the counter and look at your self in the mirror. Your face has received so many loads that it's impossible to distinguish them: they run together into a thick coating of cum. Your dress has been torn open to get at your breasts, which are bruised and sore from all the gripping and squeezing they've taken. Your pussy is swollen and red, and more cum drips out of it each time you move. The marker has bled a bit, but the words FREE CUNT are still very legible, and you doubt they'll wash off any time soon.

Cum runs down your leg as you stand. Your dress is ruined. There's no way you'll be getting your tits back into this thing. Best to wait until everyone's gone home, then make a break for it, hope not too many people see you. That gives you a little time.

You wipe a drop of cum that's run down your cheek and now threatens to fall off your chin. You lick it off your finger, almost curiously. Then you lower your hand between your legs and begin to masturbate.

[somno-bunny]

A little story I wrote relevant to your last post.

I take you to a warehouse. It looks abandoned but is surprisingly clean on the inside. There are monitors spread around and booth in the middle of the room with a hole in it. I lead you over to the booth and give you the drugs. You know better than to fight it now and take them. Your body starts to feel warm and your head light. I tell you to strip, and you do with no complaint. I make you lay down in the both on your back, with your bottom sticking out. I stap your legs into stirrups on eith side of the hole, leaving you spread-eagle. In the booth are two more monitors and a couple bottles of water, also drugged. You feel pleasantly warm and floaty by this time, except for your pussy. Your pussy is aching with need, you hole feels painfully empty. The monitors in the booth flick on. One showing the outside of the booth the other you inside the booth. You can hear moans and screams coming from the other monitors around the warehouse. They sound familiar. You realize it's your rape videos from when you were first broken. You can see men come in one or two at a time, a dozen in total. You're having a hard time focusing on what's going on anymore you just want to rub your cunt to fill it with something anything. But you can't reach it on the other side of the hole. Your pussy is leaking like a fosset by this time you can feel it dripping down you ass.

I step up and drop my pants and slam my cock into you. It slides in easy at this point. The monitor on the outside of the box shows your reaction, and we can all hear you moans of relief and pleasure. You can watch yourself as you're taken and used, see yourself writhing in pure bless as void inside you is finally filled. You watch me use you thrusting balls deep over and over until I finally grunt and pump my load deep inside you. I take a marker hanging from the box by a string and write cumdump on you just above your pussy with a little arrow pointing down.

Then the next guy steps up, he's even thicker than me, the steering should have been painful, but it feels amazing. Once he's done using you he writes rapeslut on your thing. One by one each of the 12 guys use you, some twice, as you lay there cumming on there cocks over and over. Each one writes on you: fucktoy, fleshlight, breeding whore, sperm bank. Until your bottom half is cover in derogatory and humiliating terms. Not that you care, the drugged water in the box keeps you happy, needy, and wanting more.

Once each one is done with you, they leave. Until it's just you and me again. You hole dripping with a mix of cum, theirs and yours. I unstrap you and let you out. Your too tired and worn out to walk, so I carry you back to the car. You start coming down on the drive home, feeling exhausted and sore. Once we get home I rub tiger balm on your poor abused pussy before giving you a bath. I was you off, the marker coming right off. Then I carry you to bed.

I lay you face down with pillows propping up your hips. I spread you open gently and start licking your pussy, now aching for a wholly different reason. I lick you slowly and gently soothing your soreness, your clit was all but untouched through your abuse so I tease it carefully. I work my tongue deep inside you lapping out the cum as I slowly bring you to orgasum. Unlit the hard violent orgasums you had earlier. This one washes over you, relaxing you. As you cum you push more cum into my mouth and I lap it up. I make you cum twice more, making sure to lick every inch of your pussy and getting as much of the cum out as I can before I finally wrath you in my arms holding you. I rock and pet you gently as you fall asleep.

Oh my god this is so hot 🥴❤️‍🔥🔥💦

And I love the aftercare ending 🥺👉🏼👈🏼🩷💘

This is a NEED ❤️‍🔥😍

[longmoose03]

Reblog if your cunt is wet and you need rape threats in your DMs.

[ftm-e-rapeslut]

Fantasizing about getting raped and calling the police to report it. A cop comes to my door saying the police are going to conduct the rape kit since I’ve just been raped and they want to do it right away. He tells me to take my clothes off and to get on the bed.

I feel so triggered and scared but I obey. He tells me to spread my legs for him like a good girl. And I spread my legs for this big burly cop who is going to inspect my pussy.

He tells me what a pretty pussy I have and that it actually looks good raped full of cum. He tells me he can understand why I was raped, that I probably deserved it and enjoyed it.

I feel so mortified and start getting wet and the cop tells me that I’m asking for it again. Suddenly his cock is out and he’s sliding it up and down my cunt.

He convinces me to not report my rape and to just get raped again instead. He makes me promise not to report anymore rapists and then he pushes his cock balls deep in my cunt.

[distinguishedpeanutlightcowboy]

Please god

[spicybitistic]

Can you write something about an uber driver taking advantage of a passenger in the backseat

Extra Fee

Content: NSFW, Dub-con, (GN passenger x M)

"Alright, here we are. That's gonna be $57."

"But in the app it said it was $40. Where is this extra $17 coming from?"

"Oh did you not read the terms of service? It's standard now for rides to have a carbon emissions fee dependent on how long the trip is."

The lie slid off the Uber driver's tongue with ease, just like it had the many times before this.

"This is already expensive for me! I can't afford to pay more!"

The driver shot a predatory look through the rearview mirror at his passenger in his backseat.

"Well if you can't pay it I'll have to report you. That is unless... No, no forget about it."

"Unless what? Please, I don't want to get in any trouble. What can I do?"

He smirked at them, his eyes darkening. Turning the car into an alleyway nearby he then shut off the engine. After he entered the backseat the passenger could now get a better look at their driver. He was an oily, hairy older man with a potbelly. Even his clothes looked stained with grease.

"I can get you off the hook scot-free if you can convince me." The last words floated in the dead air for a moment as the passenger processed them.

"What could I do to convince you?" They asked hesitantly.

He licked his lips as he gazed down at theirs. Gently he grabbed their hand and guided it to his tented crotch. They recoiled, jumping away.

"Hey! Uh- I don't know if that's a-"

The Uber driver caught their chin in his rough sweaty palm.

"Do you want me to report you for not paying up or not?" He growled.

"I- uh, n-no sir I don't want you to."

"Then show me you deserve to be pardoned."

Pulling out his stout cock he tugged their hand forward, wrapping it around himself. At first he guided their movements, with his hand over theirs, until he felt satisfied with the pacing and pressure they had developed. The passenger tried not to grimace at the feeling of his meaty cock rubbing in their hold. Unknowingly, they did shut their eyes and pout in disdain for a moment which angered the driver. He grabbed a fistful of their hair and pulled their head back, straining their neck.

"What wrong? Huh? I'm the one willing to bail your sorry ass out of this but you're too ungrateful to even try to take this seriously! Fucking brat!"

Using his grip in their hair the driver bent them over, shoving their face into his groin. He smeared their face on his musky balls as they tried to protest, pushing against his thighs.

"Hey! What the fuck! Stop it!"

"Open up!"

Using his free hand he plugged their nose, forcing them to breath out of their mouth, before shoving his girthy dick in their throat. He easily overpowered their frantic attempts to sit up. The sour taste of his cock made them gag more than the face fucking already was. With their mouthful their whimpered pleas came out sounding sloppy and jarbled.

The driver's desire grew; he craved more. He pushed the passenger's head all the way down to the base of his cock. The tip of his dick smashing into the back of their throat flipped a switch in them. A pleasant buzz filled their mind, eyes rolling back. The sensation of his with pubic hair against their nose and the pungent stench made their stomach flutter with a primal arousal. The man noticed how they now melted at his touch rather than resist it.

"Look who's enjoying it now. What a good little cockdrunk slut."

His praise made their brain short-circuit, lust overcoming them. Wanting to take it one step further he took the hand not bobbing their head up and down his cock and wet one of his fingers in his mouth. Reaching around he snaked his hand into their pants. Teasingly he drew circles around their puckered hole. Their breathing became more laboured. He tentatively breached his chubby digit inside which made the passenger arch their back and mewl. The buzz in their brain grew stronger.

Fingering their hole, he pressed another finger inside, eliciting a moan that sent vibrations through his cock.

"Oooooh yes, keep making those pretty noises for me. I'm getting close."

The car rocked in time with his thrusts. Faint grunts and groans could be heard from outside. The mounting pleasure in the passenger climaxed as an earth-shattering orgasm flowed through them. Their body seized, muscles clamping down on the driver's fingers and cock. Along their tongue they felt the vein on his shaft pulse as he came down their throat.

Face now a slobbering mess, the passenger lifted their mouth off his cock with a pop. With a doe-eyed expression they looked up at him while giving it one long tantalizing lick to scoop off any remaining cum from his slit. He smiled and tussled the passenger's hair.

"Good work. I'd say convinced me."

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A few minutes later the driver got a notification. Opening his phone he smirked when he saw he was given 5 stars.

[ickythoughtsposts]

CW: perverted doctor, breeding

She’s at the doctor for her yearly checkup. He tells her to take off her shirt so he can monitor her heartbeat easier. He is excited to see that his naive, innocent patient has developed beautiful curves since her last checkup. He explains that she’ll need to remove her bra as well. She obeys without question, trusting him implicitly, after all he is the doctor. His hand innocently brushes her nipple and he watches with interest as it tightens into a dark little bead. He moves behind her, reaching around to cup her breast, lifting it gently to place his stethoscope beneath it and listen to her lungs. She gasps quietly as his touch illicets brand new feelings in her body. He assures her that she’s doing very well. His thumb brushes back and forth over her tight nipple, causing her to squirm in his arms. He tells her to stay still, persuading her that this is part of the normal visit. She feels him harden against her back, but her innocent mind doesn’t understand the implications.

“Please remove your pants, it’s time for the next part of the exam.” He explains that now that she’s getting bigger, they are going to add a gyn inspection to their appointments. He talks about the importance of making sure she’s healthy in all regards, calmly explaining the thorough hole inspection he will perform. She wants to ask what’s going on because no one has ever looked at her or touched her there before but she’s known this doctor for so long and he wouldn’t do anything inappropriate.

He helps her lie back and spread her legs wide. He reassures her, stroking the soft skin on her upper thigh before he guides her legs into the restraints and ties them to the corners of the table. He explains that this is just a precaution, “this may feel a bit uncomfortable but it’s normal.” He pulls on a pair of latex gloves and moves to stand between her legs. He runs a gloved finger between her folds to gather her slick, and she jerks at the sensation. “Doctor…” “Shhhh, you’re doing perfectly.” He shows her the moisture gathered on his gloves, “this is exactly what you’re supposed to do. You’re ready for me to put my fingers inside now. I’m going to start with just one finger so that your little pussy can get used to it.” She nods hesitantly. He slowly circles her opening before pushing a finger inside, her heat immediately wrapping tightly around him. Her back arches and her lips part on a gasp. He places a hand on her lower stomach and pushes her body back down flush to the table, causing her to tighten further around his finger. He groans quietly. He slowly adds a second finger, watching as a wince crosses her features at the tight fit, followed closely by confusion and fear. He reassures her that it’s going to be alright, “your inspection is going very well. Your cunt is very tight, do you feel how you're squeezing my fingers? I’m going to perform a procedure to help stretch your little pussy. Don’t worry, I’m going to help you and soon you will feel very good.” She hesitates, but he begins circling a gloved finger around her clit, building pleasure until she nods dumbly. “Good girl.”

He slowly pulls away then unzips his jeans and takes out his cock. Her eyes widen in shock at the sheer size of his cock. “Now this may hurt a little at first but that’s normal”, he explains calmly and quietly as he lines the thick head of his cock up with her tiny hole. “It’s important that we train your tight cunt how to accept a cock. This is something you’ll do often, so I’m going to perform a breeding procedure to get you used to being filled up.” He pushes forward without further warning, forcing the first few inches of his fat cock into her virgin cunt, ignoring her body’s resistance and the tiny scream that erupts from her mouth at the shock of finding herself stretched for the first time. He pauses with several inches of his cock still waiting to be forced in, rubbing her lower stomach gently, groaning at the rhythmic squeeze of her pussy as it tries to reject the intrusion. “You’re doing so well, this little pussy looks so good spread around my cock.” She whines quietly at the pain and all the new sensations where he’s rubbing against her inner walls.

Before he can proceed, there is a sharp knock on the office door and another doctor walks in without waiting for a response. He is looking down at a file and doesn’t notice them at first until the patient makes a tiny mewl of discomfort. He glances up and pauses his walk, though he does not look surprised to find his colleague penetrating the virgin pussy of a patient. “I apologise for barging in. I see you began the procedure as we discussed.” The patient wiggles in an attempt to disentangle herself but can not move away due to the restraints. Crying quietly in humiliation at being exposed and penetrated in front of a stranger, she tries to cover herself with her hands.

The new doctor calmly walks to the side of the exam table and looks down at her. “There’s no need to cover yourself up, this is a normal exam and I am also a doctor. Lower your hands.” She reluctantly obeys, revealing her bare pussy and the doctor's cock buried half way inside it. “That’s very good.” She notices his intense interest. “I see you haven’t quite finished the procedure, her pussy will need to accept quite a bit more” at these words, the patient felt the doctor's cock harden even further. The new doctor continued, “would you like assistance with the rest of this exam?” “No!”, she immediately gasped in mortification. The original doctor gave a short, sharp thrust which immediately quieted her as she gasped and tensed. He groaned low, “yes, an extra set of hands would be appreciated.” The new doctor steps closer, and uses a single finger to begin stroking lightly over her clit. She gasps loudly at the new unexpected tingling and the way she felt herself getting wetter.

The original doctor moved to release her legs from the restraints before raising her legs to his shoulders and pinning her hips to the table. “Now you’re going to take the rest of my cock, and then you’re going to come with his fingers on that pretty little clit”. He immediately pushed deeper into her untried body. She cried out, arching beautifully. “There you go, take it all. Good girl, look at how pretty you look stretched all around my cock.” He thrust gently but relentlessly, working deeper and deeper with each movement. Her thighs clenched together in an effort to keep him out. “D-doctor! Please stop! Ahh, it hurts!” “I know, but you’ll feel better soon. Lie still. You’re doing so good. See? Just a little push and you’re opening up so good.” The patient whimpered quietly, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes.

The second doctor observed calmly, almost clinically, despite the way he was stroking her clit, “I can see that the procedure is working, your pussy has stretched beautifully around his cock. Your pussy is taking it so well. Now we will observe the effects of clitoral stimulation.” He added a second finger and began rubbing her clit faster. She keened loudly at the rush of pleasure despite the ongoing pain. “Soon you’ll be ready to come. Your tiny little hole will pulse and squeeze his cock and you'll feel very good, ok?” She shook her head in desperation, “please doctor, we have to stop. It’s too much!” He ignored her plea, addressing the other doctor thrusting into her, “be sure to track the grip of her pussy around your cock as she comes. We’ll compare it to other tests and procedures in future exams.” She grew wetter at the thought that she would be expected to take part in further procedures. The second doctor noticed her interest, “you’re dripping all over his cock as he stretches you out, that’s a very positive sign.” He moved suddenly from rubbing in circles to pinching her clit, “come now. Squeeze that pretty pussy all over his cock.”

Her body immediately obeyed without conscious thought, wave after wave of tingles rushing through her. The doctor groaned loud and low as his patient’s virgin cunt gripped his cock so hard that he could barely move. He rode her through it with steady strokes, “that was perfect, you’re doing very well. Now I’m going to come deep inside your tight little pussy. This is called breeding and it’s a very important part of the procedure.”

The patient didn’t understand what he meant by breeding but she was starting to become sore from the large cock between her thighs, so she nodded eagerly in the hope the procedure would be over soon. The doctor leveraged his weight over her to thrust deeper and more roughly than before. He watched a wince cross her face as she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and bit down trying to keep her whines inside. He felt himself bottom out deep inside her, the fat head of his cock bumping up against her cervix. He slammed her cervix several times, causing her to cry out. “It’s ok if it hurts, you’re going to be sore tomorrow and you’ll feel me all day.” The thought alone sent him over the edge, spilling inside her and coating her walls and cervix in thick,warm cream. She was wrung out and unable to move despite the discomfort and new sensations.

Both doctors withdrew from her body. The first doctor arranged her so that her legs were spread wide and her pussy was on display. “You did very well with your first procedure.” She winced, feeling the ache deep inside at the rough treatment, knowing that what he said was true and she would be sore tomorrow. Both doctors moved to watch intently as cum dripped from her pussy. The patient itched to close her legs, but assumed that this was only part of their observation. Her doctor finally spoke again, “now that you've been filled for the first time, you’ll need to start coming in for regular breeding appointments. Nothing to worry about, this is very normal for girls your age. Each of your appointments will include a hole inspection, followed by a breeding procedure with either myself or my colleague.” Her naive mind lit up at the idea of repeating this regularly. It felt wrong but the doctors insisted it was a normal procedure so it must be what was best for her.

[jman-802-deactivated20250825]

Sleeping Cutie

Bunny? Sweetheart?

You don’t answer, and I realize you have fallen asleep next to me on the couch. A proper daddy would carry you up to bed, or maybe get a blanket and cover you while you sleep. This daddy sees an opportunity. Slowly, gently, carefully, Daddy pushes your T-Shirt up to your chest. He slides it up over your breasts, and is delighted to find that you are not wearing a bra. Your perfect breasts jiggle as they are freed from the fabric, and Daddy sucks first on one nipple, then the other. You sigh a little, and Daddy is afraid you’re about to wake up. Instead you settle back to sleep and Daddy goes back to playing with and sucking on your nipples. He wishes you were lactating, so he could drink your breast milk straight from the source. The bulge in the front of Daddy’s pants gets bigger, and Daddy pauses to unbuckle his belt, and let his pants and boxers drop to the floor.

With his privates exposed, Daddy decides it’s time to reveal yours. He lays you gently down on the couch, and slowly lifts your skirt up to your waist. He spreads your legs a little, and notices a wet patch in the middle of your pink panties. He gently rubs his fingers over your panties, and the damp fabric clings perfectly to the outline of your secret little slit. Daddy can smell your heat through the panties, and starts to slide them down your thighs. Working them under your butt takes some time and patience, and twice you move as if you’re about to wake up. Finally, though, they slide freely down your legs, and Daddy is rewarded with his first view of his precious little girl’s pussy.

Daddy is surprised to see that she is perfectly shaved - he didn’t think you knew how to do that yet. He reaches out with a finger, and discovers that your little cunny is already quite wet and slippery. He slides it up and down your slit, exploring your labia and finding the super special button at the top. He slips his fingertip around your juicy clit, and your body shudders. Daddy’s cock has grown longer and harder, and Daddy is slowly stroking himself as he violates his sleeping Princess. Daddy leans into you, and inhales your sweet, musky scent. Daddy can’t help it - he must taste you. He gently extends his tongue and slips it into your cunny. He licks you from top to bottom and back again. Slowly at first, then faster and faster. You whimper in your sleep as your pussy floods with fresh cream. There’s so much, it flows down your slit and coats your little puckered asshole. Daddy can easily slip a finger into your bum while he drinks his little girl’s sweet liqueur.

Finally, he can hold out no longer. He must cross the line he said he wouldn’t. Daddy gets between your legs, and lines up his cock with the entrance to your cunny. He slips the tip around in your overflowing juices, then pushes it in. A pause. Another push. Daddy’s cock is all the way inside your cunny, his balls hanging against your slick little bumhole. As he begins pumping in and out of your puffy little pussy, Daddy realizes you might be waking up soon. He knows he should pull out. Instead, he fucks you harder and faster. You wake up completely, and scream a little when you realize that Daddy is on top of you, and he has just stolen your virginity. Daddy looks into your eyes and says “I’m coming, Pumpkin!”, just as his cock explodes a load of hot daddy cream into you. Daddy’s weight collapses onto you, and pins you to the couch.

When he lifts himself up, he says, “Oh, Sweetheart. Daddy’s sorry… I’m so sorry for raping you.” You reach one hand up to touch Daddy’s face. The other is playing with the sloppy mess between your legs. “No, Daddy. Thank You for raping me. Can… can you do it again?

(2023)

[zoessleepythoughts-deactivated2]

(Contains public, very dubious (practically rape) sex.)

So, one of my biggest kinks that I've wanted to indulge more and more in is public sex. What started with reading stories and watching videos has turned into going to a nearby public park and fingering myself in the bathroom stalls, pulling my tits out for anyone to see while driving cross state, and even keeping a vibrator in my pussy while I pick up groceries.

But, like, what if I get so desperate to satiate my horniness with this kink that I decide to try something a little more…risky. So, on a weekend off, I decide to take a public train around the city for a couple hours wearing a short skirt and cropped tank top. Wearing such things isn't anything out of the norm for me, but what makes this time different is that I choose not to wear a bra or panties.

I'm a virgin, and don't actually have any real desire to be fucked irl. But, the adrenaline that comes from pushing the limits, the guilty pleasure that comes from testing what I can get away with? That is a high I've begun to chase more and more.

So, the weekend comes, and I hop on the train. I decide to stay on it until it's looped back around to where I started, which generally takes about 2 hours. My pussy is already a little wet from being panty-less in public, and I keep nervously pulling my skirt down, uncertain if it's flipped up at any point and shown off my indecency. My tank top isn't the thickest material either, and I can tell my nipples are hardening underneath it. I look down and sure enough, I can see their outline through the fabric.

I look around nervously, but no one really seems to be paying me any attention. There's not too many people on the train right then, so I take one of the empty seats close to the door. I almost jump up as my pussy makes direct contact with the cold surface below it. Trying not to moan, I start to grind my cunt against the seat as subtly as possible 

An hour later, I still haven't cum, but the spot beneath me has grown slippery with the amount of wet dripping out of me. So far nothing much of note has happened, though there had been a couple of points where I could feel people (mostly men) leering at me, staring at my clearly pebbled nipples that are poking out through my shirt. 

I wait for a moment when there's less people, and when no one seems to be looking, I slowly stand up. As I do so, I can feel the slick from my pussy practically connecting me to the seat. I look back at the seat to see what the damage is, and my eyes widen in fear as I see a small puddle of glistening, somewhat clear substance clearly visible. I quickly bend down a bit to try to wipe the wetness on the underside of my skirt. 

Though I'm not entirely successful, I manage to get the majority of the mess wiped up, and quickly glance around to see if anyone noticed. A shiver races up me as my eyes meet another pair across from me. There's a middle aged man who has been sitting there reading a book for about 10 minutes, and now he's staring directly at me, his mouth slowly curling up in a smirk. I quickly look away, and stand next to one of the metal poles on the sides of the doors. I glance back towards the man, and sigh in relief as I see his attention has returned to his book.

I had thought that he…well…I suppose not. I frown, thinking I should feel relief that no one had noticed, and yet I can't help but feel mostly disappointed. 

I stand there for the next few stops, daydreaming about more and more depraved things, the man slowly pushed the back of my mind. The train has started to fill up again, as we're passing by more and more of the popular stops in the city. Soon, I'm surrounded on practically all sides, pushed up against the door. I'm facing the window, trying to subtly rub my thighs together, growing wetter and wetter at the thought of being so secretly underdressed with so many people around.

All my muscles tense as I suddenly feel a hand gripping the back of my upper thigh. I look behind me and there is the man from earlier, who had smirked at me. I'm frozen as I feel the hand on my thigh slowly crawl it's way up to squeeze my bare ass fingers dipping into the space between my inner thighs and rubbing in the slickness gathered there. His other hand snakes its way to my front, cupping over one of my breasts. 

I jump a little as I feel breath ghosting my ear and hear him whisper.

“Well aren't you just a lovely little slut! I saw you bending down earlier.” 

I have to bite my lip from making any sounds as he starts to circle my nipple over my shirt and thumb my clit at the same time, the glide easy from the wetness still pouring out of me.

“You were already dripping back then, so prepped and ready for a good fucking. You love it don't you? You love the idea of being raped, right here on the train for everyone to see.”

As he speaks, he slips three fingers easily into my drenched pussy, thrusting them in and out. He's so close to me that I can feel the outline of his hardened cock pressing between my ass cheeks. He rocks his hips forward and begins to pinch and roll my nipples through my tank top at the same time.

At this point, I'm using one hand to cover my mouth, desperately trying not to make any noise, and the other hand pressed against the glass of the window in front of me. My eyes try to focus to see if those around us have noticed anything strange, but I can't do much more than glance around, my brain distracted by the pleasure, shame, and fear. I'm mortified, but can't help but grind my hips against the man's fingers.

I breathe a sigh of relief as his fingers leave my dripping cunt, before gasping as I feel him unzip his pants and pull his dick out. 

“I'm going to fill you up so good baby slut. I'm going to rape you so hard, you're never going to forget me ”

He lifts my skirt a little and then I feel it. The head of his cock against my pussy lips. I don't even have a chance to protest before he slides home, stretching my drippy hole with the thickness of a real cock. Something I have never before experienced. I feel my eyes rolling back in pleasure, as his hands continue playing with my clit and nipples.

He whisper profanities in my ear, carrying on about how much of a whore I am for enjoying being raped, for liking being fucked in the middle of a group of strangers. And he's right. I'm terrified but almost entirely overcome by pleasure. I had never imagined losing my virginity this way, and though there's a part of me that protests everything that's happening, I'm unable to do anything about it. I'm too afraid to look around for help, thinking that people will agree with the man, and won't help even if I ask. I'm afraid of their judgement, of the things they must be saying about me. 

I bite my tongue hard enough to draw a bit of blood as I start to cum, my body clenching at the thought of everyone staring at me, at the feeling of this stranger fucking me. I barely can hear him laugh at me, so caught up in the pleasure and circumstance. So, before I can even beg him not to, I feel his hips thrust irregularly and his breathing quicken, and then his cum is flooding my womb, deeper than I've had anything to before. 

I'm breathing as quietly as I can, exhausted and spent, still trying my hardest not to be noticed by those around me. The man slowly pulls out of me, and I have to clench my thighs to keep cum and slick from dripping onto the floor, though some still begins to glide down my thighs.

The man tucks himself back in, and says something to me, though I can scarcely hear what he says in the aftermath of my own orgasm. He slowly turns me around so that he's the one by the door, and I have to duck my head to hide the redness that must be showing in my cheeks. 

The train slows to a stop, and the doors open. Finally, my ears clear enough to hear him say, “Well, this is my stop. Thanks!” as he walks off the train like nothing happened.

[zoessleepythoughts-deactivated2]

continuation of the train fantasy

(contains very dubious sex, gangbang(/rape), multiple penetration, overstimulation, and public sex.)

I'm left panting and, to my amazement, still horny as fuck despite feeling deeply ashamed and horrified at what just happened. Getting a hold of myself, I desperately try to make myself look presentable, though my thighs that are still clenched and dripping cum tell a different story.

I look nervously around to see if anyone had noticed what had happened, hoping by all the gods above that no one saw or heard. My stomach drops as I see two men, one in front of me and the other at my side, staring me down, one grinning and the other wearing a slight frown.

A jolt of fear (and excitement shoots through me) as I realize they both saw what had happened. The fear (and desperation) only grows as the grinning man pushes up against me, spreading my legs apart with his feet, and sneaking his hand under my skirt. He laughs as he easily thrusts four fingers up my cum-filled pussy and says, "Wow, he was really right about you being a little slut. You like getting raped right here in front of everyone, didn't you?"

My knees go weak with the stimulation so soon after an orgasm, and I can't help but cling to his jacket as I'm brought closer and closer to the edge once again. Panting, I glance at the other man to see what he'll do. Whatever hope I had left of someone helping me leaves, as I see him reach a hand down to his clearly hard member and start stroking himself to my defilement.

The grinning man takes his cock out from his pants and quickly shoves it deep in me, the path made easy from being fucked not even a few minutes ago. The frowning man takes one of my hands and uses it to jerk himself off, while his other hand takes over with fondling my tits.

Meanwhile, I can do nothing by try to desperately hold my moans in, still held on the edge of my own orgasm. The grinning man fucks me rougher and harder than the other had, and I think that the rest of the train car must be noticing at this point. And sure enough, as I look around glazedly, I see the other people around me, mostly men but some women too, are all staring at me. I can't help but let my moans out then, feeling the weight of many eyes on my body as the frowning man lifts my tits out from my tank top, pinching my nipples and fondling my boobs for all to see.

Soon, there are more hands touching me than I can count. Fingers thrust in and out of my mouth, some grope my breasts, a hand rubs my clit.

I forget where my stop is. I forget everything but the feeling of being filled over and over again by strangers. I forget everything but the sensation of cumming multiple times while being used again and again. My brain turns into slush as people step onto the train and join the fun. At one memorable time, I was even filled by three cocks, one in my ass and two squeezed into my pussy. I don't remember much after that.

Hours later, the last stop for the train arrives, and I'm left on the floor covered in fluids of all kinds, eyes rolled back in pleasure while all the people who stayed finally leave. I slowly crawl towards the doors on all fours, trying and failing to stand up. When I make it to the doors, I see a pair of feet in front of me. I look up, and there he is, the man who started it all.

"Looks like you had a very…full day! Don't worry little slut, I'll take care of you from now on." And with that, my eyes slip shut with exhaustion.

[everydaythesame69]

Can't stop thinking about an older woman holding my head in her lap while her husband rapes my fertile little pussy,

She can't have children of her own for whatever reason, so she brought me home, under the pretense of just another one night stand.

Next thing i know I'm on their bed with my head in her lap, too drunk to put up much of a fight. She's holding my ankles so I'm spread nice and wide for her husband to rut into, panting and groaning, using me like im nothing but a toy to get off in, while she coos in my ear about how good im doing, how ill look so cute all swollen with their baby, that ill be the perfect little incubator for them. That i look so good getting stretched out by her husbands big, fat cock.

She reaches down and rubs my neglected clit, eliciting a sound somewhere between a sob and a moan from me, i should hate this, but I'm so fucking wet. I beg them to stop,let me go,slow down, please. She shushs me, rubbing faster while i squirm, on the verge of cumming. My walls clench down on his cock as i get closer, making him fuck into me harder, faster, pushing us both over the edge. He slams his cock painfully hard against my cervix, his hot cum shooting straight up into my waiting womb, my orgasm only serving to milk the last few drops out of him. He pulls out and i feel his cum dripping out of me, which she quickly pushes back in with her fingers, shoving it back up into my fertile womb, making me cry from the humiliation and overstimulation. My sensitive cunt tightening down on her fingers.

This ritual continues for over a month until she gets a positive test, several times a day, leaving me nothing but a fucked out mess, constantly dripping cum and unbearably sensitive. Their perfect little incubator.

She tells me she's always wanted a really big family.

[takemeaway4life]

18+ NSWF CNC story

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"You only exist because of your father and I. Your life could have ruined mine or, worse, could have killed me." Mommy said. "For that, you have to repay us, repay me for the risk and pain it caused to bring you into this world."

I stared speechless at Mommy as tears ran down my checks. Her hands were gripping my arms so tightly that I could feel her nails dig into my skin.

My eyes quickly snapped towards Daddy as I felt my pants being tugged down my legs exposing my bare pussy.

I wanted to scream and ask them what the hell they were doing, but my voice was caught in my throat.

I tried to struggle to kick Daddy away or to break free from Mommy's grasp.

I gasped as Mommy nails dug deeper into my skin, drawing blood, and Daddy pinned my legs down.

"Are you ready, dear?" Mommy asked, so calm and casually.

"I'm beyond ready. I've been waiting for this for so long." Daddy said

That's when I felt something long and hard enter my pussy and then there was pain.

Then I screamed.

It was quickly muffled by Mommy's hand.

"God... she's.....so.....tight." Daddy grunted before finally slidding his entire dick inside me. "Her insides are squeezing my dick so hard. I don't know how long I'll be able to last."

"Don't worry about that, darling." Mommy said. "From now on, you can use her whenever and however you like. So, even if this round is quick, there's always round two or three where you can take your time."

"God, you're so right, honey." Daddy said as he slowly started moving his dick in and out of my pussy.

Each thrust brought with it a new wave of pain.

"Oh, god." Daddy whisper. "I'm going to cum."

That's when panic and dread came over me. I tried to scream for Daddy to pull out that I wasn't on any birth control, and I didn't want to become pregnant. But any words that did come out of my mouth were muffled under Mommy's hand and were drowned out by Mommy talking.

"That's it, darling. Cum inside of our daughter, and knock her up. Make her feel that pain that her existence has caused me."

"I'm cumming." Daddy moaned out and I felt thick hot globs of cum flood my pussy.

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This turned out a lot longer than I thought it would, but as always, this is strictly role-playing between consenting adults, and I don't condone this in real life.

[ickytreats]

Dad and daughter therapy session. They come in because they can't stop fighting and it's driving them nuts. After countless sessions they keep fighting and are thinking of giving up. Until the therapist gets an idea, you two have some un resolved tension between you... Well obviously that's why we are here, see? He can't ever be understanding! You can't ever behave! They start to argue again but the therapist interrupts them.

Enough! Both of you! There's obviously sexual tension here... Both dad and daughter go quiet and tense up. That's it... You know there's nothing wrong with giving in, the therapist starts but is cut off. That's disgusting! He's my dad! She's my daughter! It's all a part of our therapy session, the therapist leans back in their chair. Why don't you two share a kiss first? The therapist cohorts them with a soft smile and takes their notes. I'm not kissing my dad... The daughter says softly but glances at her father with wanting eyes.

I'm not kissing a damn brat, dad scuffs but glances at her too. See? I just want him to be nice for a chance! The therapist sighs, I can't help if you two don't listen. The dad and daughter sigh and nod. Good, now share a kiss...go on. The dad and daughter scoot closer, just come here. Dad grunts and grabs his daughter's face bringing her into a harsh kiss. Once the pull away the daughter whines, he's too rough! Oh you just need to complain about everything!

Don't start! They both glance at the therapist. Now take each other's clothes off... slowly and nice. What!? They both gasp and shake their heads, I'm not stripping my daughter! Dad calls out but he's getting hard at the thought. My dad is not seeing me naked! The daughter follows along, as your therapist you both need to trust me. They sit in silence before the duo starts to slowly strip each other. Say something, either a compliment or something that is bothering you.

I wish you were nicer to me... The daughter mumbles as she pulls dad's shirt off. I wish you'd drop the attitude more, dad is undoing her bra. They continue this until they both are naked. Good, now get comfortable. The therapist stands up and walks to the front of their desk, put your hand on his cock, and you put your hand on her clit. That’s- he is cut off by his daughter listening. His eyes widen and glances at her, his cock is hard in her hand, and he sighs spreading her legs softly to touch her cunt.

See? Your daughter does listen when she is treated nicely. Now start pleasing each other, the father and daughter continue to listen. Biting their lips, holding back moans, and panting. How is this going to help us? Yeah… this is the tension you two need to release, the therapist smiles and watches them. Talk to each other, how do you like this? What do you want the other to change? He feels his daughter start to squirm, I…I don’t like when your mean to me…but I like when my clit is rubbed hard… she admits then looks away, only for dad to listen and put that anger he has into rubbing her.

I don’t like your attitude most of the time, that’s why I’m mean to you. Dad admits, you have so much confidence with everything else…I think you can stroke my cock a little better. He adds on and watches his daughter listen to him. See? We are making progress! The therapist claps and smiles at them. Now, I see that Dad wants to release some anger while daughter wants to feel some more love. The therapist walks over and makes the daughter lay back on the couch. They grab her legs and pull them back, spreading her open in front of dad. Why don’t we put that to the test?

Dad can’t put his cock in me! He’ll be too mean! She gasps and squirms, it’s okay! He will do exactly what you both need as he’s the oldest. The therapist calls dad over to get between his daughters legs. I’ll go easy on you at first… he says softly as he lines up with his daughter. This is insane, he mumbled to himself as he slowly pushes into her. They both moan at the feeling and he keeps going until he’s deep in her. They are panting trying to come to terms with everything. Stay there, let her get used to it. I know how this works, you doing good baby? He asks his daughter, finally being soft as he watches her nod and whimper.

He runs a hand up and down her stomach before starting to move. They both moan, his thrust start slow and patient but his daughter can tell he’s holding back. Harder, dad? Please… I Can take it… she whimpers and glances up at him. Are you sure? I know you- I like it hard…just like you…I just wanna be treated soft. The therapist watches with a smile that their idea worked. They are finally coming to terms, good job both of you. If that’s what you want, princess. Dad sighs and starts to fuck her harder watching his daughter gasp and her tits bounce.

They are fucking nice and roughly but dad makes sure to praise his little girl. Taking me so good, baby doll. He leans down and kisses her, his daughter is soaking it all in. The therapist just takes notes, letting them talk and fuck. And where are we supposed to cum? Talk it through, ask her. Where do you want dads cum darling? …in me? If that’s okay? Dad moans and nods, his thrusts get harsher but he makes sure to pet her cheek.

The therapist keeps watching them with a content smile and walks back to their desk. You can keep this bonding training up at home. Next session I wanna see even more improvement in both of you. The Dad and Daughter are so close to cumming that they just nod. We’ll do the bonding training, yeah I’ll make sure to treat my little girl right.