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Kinktastic Master-list
A place to organize all of my stories that detail my sordid affairs and my kinky bucket-list.
Behind the Blog(ger)
Stories
A Lost Virgin
A Knotty Discovery
Pairing: Male Werewolf X Fem Chubby Human Reader
Warnings: Smut, Penetration, Knotting, Sex toys, Ruined Orgasm, Creampie
Summary: You come home to find that your extremely attractive Werewolf roommate has found your collection of knotted dildos.
🖤❤️💕💕❤️🖤
When you walked into your apartment, you were surprised not to see your roommate sitting on the couch in the living room. It was Sunday night, which was your traditional movie night together. Both of you worked but always ensured you were home by five on Sundays. Since you both had Mondays off, you made Sunday your weekly pizza and movie night, staying up late and enjoying each other’s presence.
Decker and you have lived together for over a year now, and honestly, you love it. The only problem was your small, well maybe not so small, crush on him. You couldn’t help it, though; he is just so amazing. He is the exact opposite of you. You are human, and he is a werewolf. While you are short and chubby, he is massively tall and made of muscle. You are soft and gentle, while he is hard and strong.
A past boyfriend requested full body tights. I aimed to please. Then we broke up.
I have three sets of full body tights. And have never worn them. Until today.
He was an asshole. But he had good taste 🥵
Breaking Rocky
The food was good, that’s not why I wasn’t eating. The atmosphere, too, was pristine. Almost as if you planned everything down to the T, to make this night perfect for us. All three of us. This isn’t the first time we’ve met, but it is the first time that we all are aware of what is going to be occurring after dinner, too. We’ve all talked about it, too, who wants to be fucked first, who wants to eat the other person’s pussy first, you know. The usual for threesomes. At a mere glance at your wife, I can tell she is wet judging by the way she blushes when she makes eye contact with either of us or by the way she hasn’t stop grinding her thighs together, as though she needs more friction. Not that I blame her. I agreed to no sexually activities for a week before our meet up, no matter how much you all teased me. Audio videos of you fucking her, narrating how she feels on your dick, hearing her whimpers as you rearrange her insides, by the end I was ready to combust. Her and I? We were noticeably turned on and ready. You, however, were cool a cucumber as though two women desperate for your dick was a usual Saturday night. I have no idea how you didn’t feel pressured with the two of us having sex with our eyes and our anticipation for the night ahead. Judging by your occasional smirk whenever you locked eyes with one of us, you were well aware of how ready we really are. The most either of us could say was how beautiful we found the other and how excited we both were for tonight. Taking pity on your wife and I, after a good hour and a half of a “dinner” that didn’t include any eating, you called for the check.
Shelter
(The Price of Flesh)
It’s not a good idea to take shelter in Mason’s cabin, but you had no choice. Fortunately, he’ll let it slide this time.
Warnings: Noncon, slightly painful sex, brief discussion of very painful sex, descriptions of hunted animals and their remains.
Mason belongs to @gatobob
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I want you to sit in my lap while you’re scrolling your dashboard, with my hand between your thighs and my chin on your shoulder, whispering soft things into your ear. Sometimes casual commentary on the posts you’re seeing but mostly - and more likely - I’d be asking if you like what I’m doing, with my hand between your legs, stretching you open and working you with incessant, insistent speed; telling you what a good pet you are, rocking up into my fingers and against my palm -
I want to do this for hours. I want to let you relax and thumb your phone while you’re grinding back against me, until you can’t even focus on what you’re looking at. I want you biting at your lower lip and squeezing your thighs together and arching your back so I can get a better angle on you, so I’m hitting all your favorite spots. I want you to forget what you’re doing and just fuck yourself on my hand, rough and desperate and needy.
Tell me when you’re close, so I can keep you there, in the span of hunger between heartbeats, aching and needing. I like it best when you want it so bad it hurts, when you’re sobbing because you need it, because you want it, because it’s all you can think of –
I want to do this so much that even when I’m not behind you, you can’t help but think of me when you start scrolling your dash.
get me so high i can’t fight back
invite me over to smoke and get me too high. bring me to ur bed and tell me ur just helping me to bed, don’t worry, u won’t hurt me.
i’ll try to protest u sliding ur hand up my skirt, but will barely be able to get words out.
hook ur fingers around my panties and pull them down quickly before taking ur cock out.
flip me over then push my head into the pillow and force urself inside me. make me take ur cock, make it fit even when i say it wont.
go on about how much of a tease i am, always walking around w crop tops and tight shorts, bending over all the time while wearing no panties.
tell me ur gonna keep me all drugged up and naked all the time for easy access. tell me ur gonna force me down on my knees so i can suck ur cock. tell me how ur gonna stretch out all my holes and break me in half.
flip me onto my back and abuse my clit, rubbing it roughly, twisting it, pulling on it. grinning sadistically as u hear my moans and see my body jump
make me shake as i cum from being taken advantage of. make fun of me and mock me, calling me a whore and slut for liking it so much.
tell me that ur gonna cum inside me and get me pregnant, gonna fill me up w ur cum until i cant fit anymore, gonna be ur breeding whore and gonna make me . tell me my only purpose is to please u.
make me cum again before holding my hips against urs and unleashing ur cum into my cunt, making me inhale sharply.
make sure all ur cum is inside me before pulling out n watching the cum drip out of me.
leave me there, abused, used, and full of cum as u start to roll another blunt to get me high again
(ง'̀-'́)งCONSENT IS MANDATORY(ง'̀-'́)ง
☞︎☞︎☞︎i dont consent to any asks of people describing fantasies☜︎☜︎☜︎
The Important Things in Life
(also posted on Literotica)
Kink: rather vanilla sex
Warning: sex?
Sentence summary: You make it up to me after messing up my newly painted nails.
Word Count: 3085
I didn’t often paint my nails; they never lasted and would chip almost immediately. My toenails, however, were always painted. I would paint them every color under the sun, even if it no one except you saw them. They made me happy. Thus, on the few occasions that I did paint my fingernails, especially if I matched them to my toenails, I walked around as if I was in the midst of a mine field. Or as if I were a mummified zombie trying to find my stolen, and cursed, treasure shaped like brains. Given that nail polish and nail polish remover both have a distinct smell, you knew when to stay away. Sometimes, however, the shenanigans you brought me into were worth redoing my nails.
I had just painted my nails, both sets of ten, and had just placed the top on the bottle. More than solid colors even: one finger on each appendage was a sparkly silver while the others were all a dark grey. I was waiting on my top and final coat to dry, what feels like the longest layer of all, when you sauntered in with a tell-tale gleam in your eyes.
“No,” I stated firmly, already knowing what was coming. “Noooo, I just painted my nails. Can’t you smell the nail polish. They are perfect! Not a single smudge or missed place. Get away from me with those eyes and grabby hands.”
I saw the pout forming, slightly dulling your eyes, before it vanished. “What if I tell you that you don’t have to use your feet or your hands and that I will preserve your nails completely?”
Procrastination at its Finest
(Also posted on Literotica)
Kink tags: sex, cockwarming (hint of), teasing, anal, toys, urine (very mild, not in a kinky way)
Sentence summary: I had work to do, you found a way to encourage me.
Word count: 2400
I had work to do. You knew it. I knew it. The neighbors down the street pratically knew it. It was no secret that I postponed doing my class work until the very last second. This was a habit that drove you crazy. This time, I had an essay due at midnight, one that I hadn’t started, and it was already 3 pm.
“Babe! Are you almost done with your essay?” The worse part of procrastinating was that I did it in our bed, with one of your shirts, no bra, a pair of daisy dukes on, no panties, and thigh high socks; you felt as though I was purposely teasing you. Which I may have been. The small glance of pussy was purely accidental.
“Urrghh. Not even close. Turns out this was a research essay. I thought it was a review of the book we had to read. Stupid 300 classes.” What made everything worse is that the deadlines were always on Sundays, our last days before we both go back to work. We usually spend the day in bed, no clothes, and with some snack-age. It usually isn’t as bad as an essay, often times it is a few discussion posts and occasionally a submission of a previous completed (but forgot to turn in) assignment. While you both were disappointed, knowing that the season of over-time is upon the both of you, the grade is more important than the cock. Sometimes. “I’m sorry babe. As soon as this is done, I will suck your cock till you cum all over me. It shouldn’t take me more than a few hours anyway.”
“Uhmf.” I could hear rummaging in our bathroom. Sounded like you were under our “special” cabinet, where we kept all of our fun toys. Thinking nothing of it, I continued trying to find scholarly sources that would explain what Elizabethan culture was like, how it influenced Shakespeare, and his use of madness as a theme. It was slow going. “Babe. Babe stop for a second.”
Hurlingham Books, with over 2 million titles. 91 Fulham Road, London. (various IG)
Casey is kidnapped by strangers and used for their pleasure.
Urgghhh. Ok. So hella trigger warnings.
But I'm literally dripping after reading this. I want this (the full story) soooo bad.
“There are times when I am convinced I am unfit for any human relationship.”
— Franz Kafka, Letters To Felice
There are times when I am convinced I am unfit for any human relationship.
Franz Kafka, Letters To Felice (via perfectquote)
the four horsemen of introverts
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