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Some rather unlucky investments have landed you in a tad of debt. However, you have know of a way to get out of it that requires very little work on your part.

The "Pussy Portal" company are always hiring after all.

All you have to do is have a portal directly connected to your pussy that any paying customer can use at any time. What could go wrong?

Just realized u didn't actually say it had to be monsterfucking specifically but I made it that anyway lmao.

At least you thought it was going to be very little work on your part.

But now you're not so sure as you sit on the train ride home trying to act like there isn't a monster cock reaching deep in your cunt.

You curse yourself for not reading the terms and conditions of the contract properly. You thought they were just being hyperbolic when they said "Prime Pussy Anywhere, Anytime!" Surely they would have down times right?

No. There are no down times unless you call in a sick day of which you only have few. You shoulda known that pay was too good to be true.

At least whoever's using your portal seems to only be cockwarming themselves for the time being, although that could change at any moment. Every jerk of the train makes you tense up as you try and act as nonchalant as possible. The cock sits so snug and warm inside you, it twitches every time you tense around it.

On the customer app your portal is advertised as specifically "Human pussy" so you like imagining the kinds of monsters who would pick that out specifically. You haven't figured out what monster this one might be, it's rather thick and hot with a very generous amount of precum.

When you get to your stop the train jerks more than you expected and you have to subtly cover your mouth and grab the railing to avoid making a sound. Your customer definitely felt you clench down in panic as their cock jumps in excitement.

They start grinding down slowly on the portal, their cock thrusting shallowly. You speed walk straight for the train station bathrooms and lock yourself inside a stall. Close call but you made it and just in time for their shallow thrusts to turn into full pumps into your slick pussy.

You lean your back on the wall of the stall as your cunt is now being thoroughly pounded by this stranger. You have to crouch to your knees as your orgasm builds up, rubbing your clit with one hand while the other covers your mouth.

Just as you're about to tip over the edge you feel something bigger at the base of the shaft bump against your pussy with each hard thrust. You gasp in realization but it's too late as the monster thrusts their knot past your entrance and you cum hard with a silent scream, spasming and shaking against the bathroom stall.

Their cum fills you to the brim, kept inside by their inflamed knot. They don't stop cumming for several minutes but when they do it takes you several more to compose yourself enough to step out of the bathroom on wobbly legs.

You make the slow and embarrassing walk home while the monster's knot sits snuggly inside your pussy, keeping all that warm cum inside you.

The knot inside you doesn't deflate fully until you're already home and making dinner. You have to grip the counter, shivering slightly as your customer pulls out and goes on with their day having been properly satisfied. The thought makes you feel a strange sense of pride. Just then your phone beeps with a notification from the Portal companies app.

The customer left a tip!

How nice! They also left a review on your page,

"10/10. Best stress relief. Would fuck again."

frankiethedarkangel

Monstober '25

Oct. 29th Shower Drain Tentacle Monster

All you wanted to do was shower after a long day. To feel the hot water sooth your muscles before bed. You got to feel the water alright, but with an added bonus. A tentacle came up from your shower drain.

To anyone else, this would be terrifying, and they'd run away screaming. You on the other hand didn't fight it. You let the long green tentacle move around your naked body. Feeling the suckers stick slightly as it moves to wrap around your waist.

The sudden squeeze around your waist startled you, causing you to drop your shampoo bottle. You go to bend to pick it up, except the tentacle will not let you move. The grip it has on your body is borderline possessive. With no warning, it snakes the top half of its tentacle in between your legs.

Pushing past your folds, to your exposed pussy hole. It touches your body as if it's done this before. Almost as if this tenacle monster watches you masturbate in the shower. It shoves itself deep into your pussy as it holds your waist. The sudden fullness in your pussy causes you to let out a deep moan.

As it thrusts slowly, its suckers stick to your walls. Pulling slightly as it pleasures you. It picks up some speed and shoves itself so deep into your pussy, the tentacle monster hits your cervix. Not having to pleasure yourself for once was euphoric.

Letting it take over your body as your left with nothing but the feeling of ecstasy. The more it pumps inside of you the closer you are to your orgasm. The suckers pull as it thrusts adds the perfect amount of friction.

Just as you hit the edge of your climax, its grip tightens around you as it rams your pussy harder. Making your body squirm as pleasure takes over your body from head to toe. Your orgasm was so hard you don't even need the hot shower or wind down. You only need to shoer to wash off the tentacle's slime from your body.

makemonymoo-deactivated20260501

I’m imagining being a demon hunter who’s out to capture an incubus and, to protect myself, I get a womb tattoo. Only, instead of repelling the incubus, it draws the demon to me. The incubus can’t resist sliding its massive cock into the my tight, hot cunt and pinning me to the nearest flat surface, fucking me relentlessly until it paints insides with cum. We’re both writhing and panting against each other, grunting and moaning with pleasure as it fills me up to the brim. And even then, the incubus keeps itself buried inside me so none of its cum leaks out of my hole. Its cock is still achingly hard, even after all that.

The demon shows no sign of slowing down. My tummy’s heavy, weighing me down, making it impossible to get away.

Isn’t this what you wanted? it purrs in the hunter’s ear. You’ve caught me.

Only now it’s clear that I’ve been caught in my own trap. I’m in for a very long night.

makemonymoo-deactivated20260501

I’ve been trying to get rid of this stupid womb tattoo for weeks, to no avail. The only time someone manages to make some kind of change to the tattoo is a complete disaster.

Instead of barring the demon from my cunt the way the witch promises, she simply bespells the tattoo to keep it from moving once it's inside me.

For just a moment, I’m hopeful (not disappointed, I tell myself, never that) when the incubus pulls out of my pussy. The sound I make is one of relief, not thwarted lust as I allow myself to believe that the demon will never be able to fuck me again. But instead, it simply changes postitions, pulling me on top of it before spearing me open with its colossal prick.

Naughty little whore, the demon whispers. It looks like you’ve been busy. Laughter that sends shivers down my spine and a surge of wetness straight to my stretched out cunt. But have it your way.

I brace myself for what’s to come. Only the incubus doesn’t move, simply stares at me with glowing, inhuman eyes and a smug smirk all over its face. My cheeks are flushed from both embarrassment and arousal.

makemonymoo-deactivated20260501

Okay but like. An eldritch horror you summon as a last resort to solve a problem suspends you over the altar you summoned it from and fucks you with its tentacles while it mocks you for thinking it might help you

You’ve made a mistake.

The thought has no sooner crossed your mind when you hear mocking laughter. It seems to come from every direction, and an unnatural wind begins to build, whipping your hair in about your face.

The ancient tome you’d used to summon the creature emits an unholy glow, and you reach out to slam it shut in the hopes of stopping whatever’s happening. Your hand is jerked roughly behind your back by some invisible force.

“At last,” a loud voice booms. “I am free.”

You swallow hard, icy fear crawling across your skin. But you summoned the creature for a reason. You gather your flagging courage and speak up.

“And it is I who freed you.”

The wind picks up. For a moment, there is nothing but silence. And then…

The pages of the tome flutter briefly. And the tip of a tentacle emerges from the book, first one, then another, so many you lose count. Some of the tentacles are slender, no wider than your pinky. Others are thicker than your thigh.

Terror spikes through you as they surround you. You feel them creeping across your skin, curving around your waist and between your legs. They leave a trail of slick behind as they slide over you. Beneath the fear, there’s the faint flicker of something else. Something you wilfully ignore.

“I need your help,” you tell the creature, even as more tentacles encircle you. “I need—”

Your words are cut off by a thunder-like crack of laughter.

“You are in no position to make demands,” the voice rumbles.

“But the book—”

“Was written to lure foolish mortals like you into my web.”

Oh, no.

Horror and helplessness wash over you, and you swallow back the lump in your throat. A single tear tracks down your cheek.

“Not to worry, little one,” the monstrous voice croons. “Soon, you’ll forget all your worries.”

By now, the tentacles are everywhere, they’ve wrapped around your middle and encircled your wrists and ankles. A startled cry escapes you as your legs are spread and you’re lifted off your feet.

“What are you doing?!”

More mocking laughter echoes through the room.

“Why, giving you your reward, of course.”

You open your mouth—to scream in protest, to demand your release, you don’t know—when a tentacle shoves its way passed your lips. It’s slick and the taste is strange, almost too sweet. You rear back, but the tentacle follows, refusing to let you pull away.

The faint flicker from before burns brighter, even as the fear crests.

You wriggle and twist, attempting to clench your thighs together. The creature pays you no mind. While some of the more slender tentacles have slipped beneath your clothing to tease across your sensitive skin, the thicker ones tug impatiently at the material separating it from your body. With one sharp tug, one of the largest tentacles rips away the crotch of your jeans.

No!

You struggle harder now, even as the tentacle in your mouth presses in deeper. It’s hitting the back of your throat now. You’re getting used to the taste of it, and a fog creeps along the edges of your mind.

Why are you fighting?

The thought makes you hesitate, just for a moment. That’s all the time the creature needs to tear your shirt off, exposing your chest to the cool air. Your nipples immediately pucker as the wind seems to pick up.

No, you need to get away, get back home. This isn’t what you want.

But it’s getting harder and harder to remember that. The slick touch of so many tentacles glides over your skin, making it glisten in the strange light from the tome. The smaller limbs seem to be seeking out all your most sensitive spots. They take turns flicking over your nipples; two have made their way down to your throbbing clit, flicking over it in a way that makes you shudder.

You close your eyes. You need to concentrate. You need to—

The tentacle in your mouth is delicious. The slickness is sweet and thick like honey as it trickles down your throat. Maybe. Maybe you should just make the best of a bad situation. Trick the beast into thinking you’ve acquiesced so that it will loosen its hold so you can flee.

Yes. That’s what you’ll do.

You begin to suck, accepting the tentacle deeper down your throat.

Lost in the haze of pleasure, you don’t pay much attention to the voice rumbling around you. The distant part of your mind that’s still working congratulates yourself on your cunning. Clearly, your plan is worki—

A large tentacle pushes into your soaking cunt. Your shocked cry is muffled by the tentacle in your mouth. This appendage is thick, as thick as your wrist, and your eyes water as it presses deeply inside of you. It’s huge. Bigger than anything you’ve ever had inside you before. You squirm. to get away or take more of it, you’re not sure.

“Yes,” the creature says. “This is what you need.”

You’re distantly aware of the edge of the altar digging into your hips, it’s hard enough to bruise. When had you gotten so close? The light from the tome is blinding now, making you squeeze your eyes shut.

The tentacle in your mouth is secreting even more liquid now, enough that you can’t swallow it all. You can feel some of it leaking out from between your lips. A heartbroken sound escapes you at the waste. Maybe if you took it deeper…?

You’re still fighting the beast, but now you’re struggling to spread your legs wider, for the tentacle in your cunt to fuck you harder. This was why you’d summoned the creature, wasn’t it? This was what you were made for. To accept the tentacle probing at your puckered hole and to gag on the one in your mouth.

To cum on the tentacle that’s making your stomach bulge.

“Little whore,” the creature purrs. “You’ll be thanking me by the time we’re through.”

You find yourself hoping that won’t be for a very long time.

#tw dubcon

minotaurwife

CW: Smut, monsterfucking, orgy (?), multiple different monsters, fem reader

You fall asleep and miss your train stop, you get off and find yourself wandering into the "monsters-only" part of town. You walk into a building with a sign in ancient text you cannot read. You assume it's a motel of some kind and hope to get help. You learn quickly that this is a brothel, and the workers here have no intention of getting you home.

#tw dubcon

hornythoughtsonly

Oh god I love fucking through magic portals... sitting in a lecture hall, only half-listening to the professor go over the lesson plan for a day, when suddenly you feel something enter your pussy. In shock, you let out a breathless gasp, which gives you an odd look from somebody in the nearby row. The sensation fills your hole completely, and is rather warm.

There's no way you can check for anything, not in such a public setting. Before you can stand to excuse yourself, however, whatever is inside you starts to move. It pumps itself in and out of you, though when you look down, there's seemingly nothing. The pumps are enough to keep you from moving, trapped in your seat as whatever is inside you keeps moving at a steady pace. You try not to moan as your head feels fuzzy, and you have to keep yourself from playing with your erect nipples through your shirt. You're lucky that it's such a crowded room because of how much you blend in, but so many eyes means so much potential for anyone to figure out what's happening.

The sensation picks up, and now the warm feeling filling you is thrusting quicker, harder in and out of you. You're wet, though thankfully it's not loud enough to hear over the professor's lesson. You've given up on trying to parse any of their words, of course, you're too horny for that. You close your legs tight, trying to stimulate your clit in any way while you're being fucked, but your efforts are soon unnecessary because you start to feel two fingers prodding at your tightly closed folds

The fingers spread them apart despite your shut legs, and start to play with your clit, all the while you're still getting fucked. You tilt your head back and let out a quiet sound, convincing yourself that a little noise every now and then is fine. No one would pay attention. You close your eyes and sink down into your chair. You spread your legs out, not caring if your knees bump into your peers on either side of you--you cannot be bothered with thinking about breaking any norms while what you're pretty certain is a hard cock is fucking you senseless in the middle of your lecture, while a hand plays with your now throbbing clit

After a while of these frantic movements, there's a few more thrusts, followed by the sensation of being absolutely filled by liquid you know is someone else's cum emptying out into your tight, drenched pussy. The warmth combined with your wombs getting flooded is more than enough to make you cum, and you grasp at the arms of your seat and try your best to hpld back your cries as you nearly wet yourself from your orgasm. You're fairly certain there's going to be a wet spot when you finally get up. You slump down further into your chair, panting. The cock inside of you pulls out along with the hand, disappearing but leaving its liquid. You're positively filled, and some is even starting to escape to your panties. You're not even sure a human being can cum so much.

Miraculously, no one noticed, or at least if anyone did they didn't say anything. At the end of the lecture you get up and start to head out, but for whatever reason a woman standing by the exit catches your eye. Her figure is rather curvy, her features almost angelic. She seems almost motherly with how she carries herself and dresses--aside from her tight top, which her rsther large breasts seem to want to burst out of, and her expression is a fond one. She's staring at you with a satisfied smile on her face, and when you finally look back, she shoots a wink before stepping out. You have a feeling this won't be a one-time thing.

rosewritessmut

You didn't know it, but your body made dying worth it.

Becoming a ghost was the worst. He couldn't leave his haunt, no one could see him, and the landlord took all his stuff. When you moved into the house, the ghost was annoyed at first. They liked having the space to themselves. That changed the first time he saw you naked. For the first time, he was happy to be a ghost. Because you never knew when he was watching.

He started small, just watching you shower. Loving the way the water ran down your breasts. Enjoying the show you didn't realize you were putting on.

But he wanted more.

You were asleep the first time he touched you. Gently fondling your breasts. When you didn't wake up, he slowly unbuttoned your pajama top. Exposing your tits. He spent the night playing with them, becoming intimately familiar with the feel of them in his hands.

The next night, you wore a nightgown. He was practically drooling when he lifted it, pulling it all the way up to your neck. Then he took off your panties. You stayed asleep as he admired your bare body.

The third night he couldn't resist anymore. He undressed you and spread your legs. You began to stir as he explored your pussy with his fingers and tongue. You moaned and spread your legs wider. You thought you were dreaming. He lovec watching you cum in your sleep, unaware that your "wet dream" was very much real.

When he finally fucked you, he knew he would never stop. Watching your pussy gape around his invisible cock, your breasts bouncing with every thrust, your sleepy moans...it was addictive. Every night, he'd be back to enjoy your compliant body. The perfect toy.

Being a ghost wasn't so bad.

deleting1234oi5o3i45

I have been day dreaming about masturbating in the woods and being found by a big werewolf who pins me down and eats me out till I cum before promptly fucking my tight needy cunt, making me orgasm again and again until he finally knots me and fills me and lays down on top of me so he's buried inside me entirely and I'm left sensitive and squirming on his knot while he strokes my hair and occasionally humps into me to keep us both stimulated, using my sensitivity to build up a slower orgasm because he can tell I'm getting off hard on being under him and trapped and used. Finally he lets out a howl and another one appears, and he flips us both so the new werewolf can tease my ass and get me ready before fucking my hard, taking advantage of the fact I'm trapped on a knot and making sure I grind on it with Every Thrust. I lose track of my orgasms, in total bliss because of the werewolves pounding into me.

sxslls

Inside the Mimic

This story was inspired by this picture.

Content Warning: dub-con, monster sex, tentacles, aphrodisiac

I'm so stupid. We've been in the dungeon for days now, trying to find anything valuable. But we haven't found anything good yet. So when we got to a big cave, we decided to split up to cover more ground.

First, we went in pairs, but the cave was so massive that my partner and I decided to search a big ruin separately and meet outside of the structure either when we found anything or if we searched everywhere without finding anything.

And then there was this room that looked pretty good, still. It had some furniture, some silver cutlery that I put in my bag to sell. I searched for any threats first, of course. So when I saw that chest... I didn't think much of it.

So stupid.

I opened it without checking it first and... it was already too late. One tentacle shot out, wrapped around my mid-section and pulled me in. I couldn't even scream before it closed above me, trapping me in the darkness.

My flailing arms and legs were soon held still by more tentacles. And now here I am, incapacitated. Will this thing kill me?

I stopped struggling, to try and preserve energy. But when I feel tentacles slither into my clothes, I try to get away again. Pointless, of course. The tentacles push my shirt and vest off and do the same with my pants and underthings.

I notice a difference between some of them. There's smaller ones that work almost like fingers and - fuck! One just wrapped around my right nipple. Fuck. They're not going to...? Are they?

There's thicker ones, like the ones holding my arms and legs. They're strong, I can't escape them. I feel another small one slither around my left breast. The tip starts teasing my nipple and they get hard, to my humiliation.

The space is tight, my legs are folded, but the mimic still pries them apart with the tentacles. This thing has done this before, it must have.

The tentacle that slides between my legs is slippery, unlike the others. I know what this means. I know why this mimic has lubed up tentacles. It doesn't go for my pussy and I clench my ass against it, trying to keep it out. But it's useless. The slippery thing pushes past my asshole. Just an inch and it stops, keeping my ass spread around it.

I moan, "fuck!". I've never had anything up there. It feels better than I thought. But my hole isn't used to the intrusion and I'm sure it's only able to get inside so smoothly because it is so slippery. I feel every bump and ridge as it slides deeper after a moment. The tentacle get's thicker, too, spreading me even more.

My hips start moving on their own, trying to get away. Away, of course. But the tentacle is relentless. It goes deeper and deeper and I feel it inside of me deeper than I thought possible. I sigh in relief when it stops. I'm so stuffed.

The tentacle just stays there, not moving. A moment later, one of the small ones slides between my legs and starts teasing my clit and another one, a mid-sized ones, nudges my pussy.

"No! No, fuck, no!" I scream, but a tentacle sides into my mouth and gags me. It's moving slowly in and out, never leaving my warm mouth as it's companions start rubbing my clit and my cunt and all I can do is moan and wriggle.

My ass is so stuffed and I scream around the tentacle in my mouth, when the one at my cunt starts pushing inside, slowly, so slowly, filling me even more. All my holes full now.

It's torture, how slowly they're fucking me. The one in my cunt moves so slow, I feel everything. How my pussy is starting to get so wet it drips out of me. How my ass clenches around the intrusion. How good the tentacle in my mouth tastes. My nipples are pulled and played with.

It feels like an eternity until, finally, they pick up speed. Not much, but enough to provide at least some stimulation other than clenching around the intrusions in my body. I'm panting into the darkness.

I shouldn't enjoy this, but I do. The torturously slow fucking I receive is better than nothing. We haven't found anything in this damned dungeon. My fucking partner jerks off every night, grunting and groaning, making noises that, in turn, make me wet but he's been denying me, telling me it would only strain our 'partnership' - leaving me wanting.

And now, these long and thick tentacles that penetrate all my holes feel like heaven. Fuck. I even enjoy the one in my ass. The stretch should hurt, it's much more than I shoult be able to take for my first time getting fucked in the ass. But whatever makes the tentacles slippery is making me horny and wet and desperate, too. Must be aphrodisiac. I'm hot, my nipples are straining and my back arches, trying to get more friction.

The mimic must be picking up on my desperation, because it starts fucking my holes harder, faster. Pulling out of my ass as the other tentacle is slamming into my cunt and pushing deep into my ass when the tentacle in my pussy pulls out - only to repeat.

I'm sure I'd be begging and sobbing if there wasn't a tentacle fucking my throat, pumping me full of whatever aphrodisiac the damned thing is producing. It tastes so good, like candied fruits and heavy mead.

I need to be fucked like this. I need it.

And just when I fall over the edge, holes clenching violently around tentacles, spine bowing, the mimic is thrown open and not only my partner, but a whole dungeon party look down on me. Stuffed airtight as I am, my screams muffled as my ass and cunt are pumped full of cum. So much so that it starts gushing out. Obscene noises echo in the room.

They're all watching me clench and mewl, some horrified, some amused and even aroused.

"You really are such a whore" he mutters, but starts rummaging around his pack for some glass vials. "At least mimic cum has a good market value. I've found us a party for the way back, by the way."

Asshole.

My thighs quiver. The tentacle in my ass still pumps cum into me, I'm drained and, judging by the looks of my partner and the others he's found, I'm going to be used as a breeding bitch to this mimic until we're out of the dungeon.

The thought sends me into another orgasm, which triggers the mimic to pump me even more full and my eyes roll back. I notice that the party shuffles around, lifting the mimic while I'm still impaled and captive in it. They're taking the whole thing, I think.

Nobody made any effort to get me out. They really are going to let it fuck me and gather the cum to sell.

monstersflashlight

Can you write a longer story on Minotaur Cowboy 🤠

I love the other ask, and your writing is amazing 👏

A/N: First part for those of you who don’t know what anon is talking about is here. (If that link doesn’t work try free suscription on Patreon and this link). This is very filthy, same as last time, and it’s a very niche kink, but good damn it if I didn’t enjoy writing this. Enjoy!

Hucow (part 2)

Minotaur x fem!human || hucow fantasy, voyeurism, exhibitionism, edging

Your minotaur farmer thought he was very smart and he loved you the most, but what he didn’t really knew was that you’d been playing him all along. You enjoyed his attention much more than he thought.

vienera

getting fucked by your sleep paralysis demon, frozen in place. you have no choice but to take him as he slams his monstrous cock into your warm, tight cunt over and over again, filling you up to the brim. waking up in the morning thinking what a weird dream you had until you feel his sticky white goo sliding down your thighs <3

ash-rigby

Imagine cockwarming your alien boyfriend whose dick secretes a natural aphrodisiac. Sitting in his lap as he tells you you're not allowed to move. But the longer he's inside you, the more horny and sensitive you get. You whimper, aching to squirm and achieve even the smallest bit of movement. But even a twitch in any direction has claws digging into your thighs and a low, warning growl sounding in your ear. Your hole becomes a sweltering mess, fluttering and clenching onto him against your will. He's not fucking you, but eventually, just the feeling of his thick cock's heavy throbbing starts to feel just as good. You moan and tremble, all too suddenly cumming hard. His breath stutters as his resolve shatters at the frantic, pulsating sensation around his dick. He picks you up, bends you over the nearest piece of furniture, and pounds several loads into your oversensitive but currently insatiable body.

gentlemonst3r

I just want to be impaled on a huge monster's cock. Their cock is so thick and full of ridges and bumps, it's almost too overstimulating. But they keep saying how good I'm doing for them, what a good little cocksleeve I am. Their claws are almost as big as my waist, they can just use me as a living fleshlight with one single hand. I'm helpless as their enormous and textured cock splits me open over and over again, but oh gods, does it feel good.

monstersflashlight

one of my biggest fantasies is probably being taken as the little breeding bitch for a bunch of werewolves

talking ass up, face down, every hole filled by at least one of their monster cocks and i'm constantly being nodded and having their fun being fucked back into me

it goes on for hours with the entire pack

i'm taken from my village as a human sacrifice to help the werewolves keep their lineage going but i can't get pregnant but im such a good little whore they keep me anyways <3

Werewolves x gn!reader || free use, cum-inflation, breeding

When they asked for somebody to be the sacrifice, you volunteered.

Everyone thought it was because of the goodness of your heart, and you were congratulated and praised. Everyone thought you were the best person, giving your life away to be live with the werewolves. So selfless, so nice and good of you to volunteer, to save everyone else from that fate…

But that was very far from reality. Very far from the real reason you offered yourself.

monstersighing

MDNI NSFW 18+

AFAB Reader x M Satyrs

Seeking out a satyr bacchanalia. Stripping yourself bare in front of them so they know what you came for.

Seating yourself on a brown skinned satyr’s lap, his black body hair soft against your thighs. You squirm with rising desire as you watch an olive-skinned satyr fuck the face of a pale, light haired satyr, both of them outlined in the glow of the fire. The satyr behind you presses kisses across your shoulders and neck, his hands cupping your chest and pinching your nipples.

You spread your legs wider as you grow wet, and the brown-skinned satyr drops one hand from your chest to trace across your cunt lips and massage your clit. He sucks his wet fingers into his mouth, and hums with pleasure. “Better than wine or honey,” he says. His erection presses hard and eager against your back.

The olive-skinned satyr is watching you, and you see the moment he comes – his mouth a round ‘O’ of pleasure, his chest heaving. He pulls his partner to his feet after and pushes him towards you. “Kiss him,” he says to you, and smiles.

The fair-haired satyr bends down, pinches your jaw open with one hand, and feeds the cum on his tongue into your mouth, and you swallow. Your body heats and your nerves tingle. You realise that satyr’s cum must be a kind of aphrodisiac to humans. The satyr in front of you rises. Your mouth waters at the sight of his hard cock, leaking with pre-cum.

On your hands and knees, you take the dick of the fair-haired satyr into your mouth and suck hard and desperate. He moans and slides his fingers into your hair.

The satyr behind you glides his cock across your dripping cunt lips but then pushes your thighs together to rut between them with rough, hard thrusts that push your mouth down on the other satyr’s dick until he spurts down your throat, and you swallow. The satyr behind you pulls back from between your thighs and spatters ropes of cum across your back.

You are turned over and your cunt tasted. Your hands grip on horns and push the satyr’s face tight against your pussy, and grind against it until you come, shaking.

Another satyr grasps at the meat of your thigh and pulls it up so he can watch as he pumps fingers into your sopping wet hole. You come again and again on tongues, on fingers, on the sensation of your nipples being bit and sucked by two different mouths.

Your eyes close, lost in pleasure. You feel orgasm drunk, but still wanting, waiting to be rammed into by a fat, drooling cock and filled with cum.

The hands eventually leave you, and you open your eyes to see the satyr’s leader in front of you, a golden circlet of leaves on his head. He is broad and the cock that he is pumping lazily with one hand is thick and veined. He folds your legs back and slams his cock into you with one hard push. Even though your cunt is dripping, you can feel your walls spasm at the stretch. Without giving you a moment to adjust to his size, he begins to fuck roughly into you, and you pull him closer with your arms to hang on. He presses his teeth into your neck as he orgasms. You feel cum slicking your insides as he keeps pumping into you until you come one last time, and your mind goes blank.

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fuck, I wish sex portals were real.

imagine you're trying to wash dishes when you feel something touching your cunt. startled, you spin around to find no one there, but the touching persists. now that something, fingers it seems, are slowly pumping in and out of you.

a whine escapes your mouth. you're leaning against the sink, legs spread wide, as if to give the fingers better access. some fingers start rubbing your clit. then the fingers in your cunt are gone, much to your disappointment. those fingers are now spreading your pussy lips. what for?

something new is rubbing against your cunt. something thicker and harder. you inhale in anticipation. slowly, too slowly, the cock enters you, stretching you around it. you moan as it slowly fills you up, bottoming out in you. it pauses for a brief moment before pumping in and out fast. you struggle to stay standing as it keeps fucking you at this relentless pace.

between this and the fingers on your clit, you could feel an orgasm building up. more and more you felt yourself get closer to orgasm. there was nothing you could do to stop it, you could could clamp your legs closed but the fucking wouldn't stop.

your head snaps back and you loudly moan as you cum, clit and pussy pulsing in pleasure. the cock keeps fucking you through your orgasm. it pauses balls deep in you for a few moments then rams you once, twice, three times. then it and the phantom fingers are gone.

shakily, you stand up right, taking your pants off to inspect yourself. a white creamy fluid is pooling in your underwear.

you see your phone light up out of the corner of your eye. it's a message from a long distance friend of yours. it's a video of them with a fleshlight that strangely looks a lot like your pussy. a text reads "god, you felt good 🤤"

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Thinking about someone receiving a text from a random number and it’s a video of their partner getting fucked absolutely nasty by a beast man. How they open the attached video simply titled “bred” and the frame is closely positioned to show what they definitely know is their own lover’s ass being bounced on something’s dark, furry lap. Big, clawed hands squeezing their thighs and their little hole stretching around a nice, fat, monster cock. No condom in sight.

A few seconds into the video the beast is climaxing (again). Its huge breeder balls that look even bigger sitting down tense and throb, its hips pushing upwards as its cock swells and pumps out thick, heavy, ropes of seed. They can see their partner try to lift themselves off of it because there’s just so, so much, and the beast pulls their hips down even further, still creaming them, and a little whine of pleasure slips out against their will right before the sound of a muffled struggle. It rocks them back and forth with their large paws at their waist, grinding that fat tip around deep inside them to get that sensitive hole milking every load to the fullest.

When it’s done, the beast slowly lifts the poor thing with beads of sweat rolling down their back halfway up its cock—their hole wet and so well fucked gripping its length—and reveals the dripping, white, mess of cum coating and gushing down its pulsing cock, clearly still rock hard.

Over the phone, the partner hears one last shaky moan as their darling glides back down, and the video ends.

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