I'm sorry I ditched y'all! I got put on lexapro, which fortunately has helped me a lot and unfortunately, made me not interested in anything freaky. . . sigh.
I don't want to make any false promises, but I do want to continue writing.
Thanks for the continued support on my horny posting, maybe I will see ya soon!
I'm gonna work on formatting these to look nicer in the next few days, in the mean time. . .
18+ Smut below the cut
This one was too big. He hadn't even gotten his tip all the way in, and you could feel the stretch of your pussy around him. He was trying anyway. He kept pulling back, ramming his cockhead against you like he was magically just going to slide in, your hips banging against the counter in front of you with each hit. You hadn't needed lube with any of your previous clients, so you hadn't bought any, or you'd been naive enough to think that the bigger monsters would have their own. You made a mental note that if you made it through this, you would order some. At the moment, all you could do was put down the dish you'd been washing and brace yourself against the kitchen counter.
The clumsy beast had finally realized this wasn't working. Instead of trying to ram himself in, he switched to a much gentler tactic. The fat tip of his cock rested just at your entrance. He was still impatient, grinding the head against you, but this worked a lot better than the incessant ramming from before. It was actually starting to get enjoyable. You could enjoy the stretch of your pussy around him, the feel of him beginning to push you open. Little by little, he was working more of that fat tip into you. You could have gotten off just on this little bit of him, like he was teasing you. You grew wetter, soaking him, helping to ease him inside.
Suddenly, the head popped into you, and with it another few inches of his massive length. You gasped to feel him filling you so full. His shaft wasn't quite as big as his tip, but your pussy ached being stretched around him. Now being able to feel him, you had a sneaking suspicion you were currently being fucked by an orc. Not quite as huge as an ogre or a giant, no bulge halfway down like a minotaur, and so far no indications of a knot like a werewolf. You'd been studying your monster anatomy, hoping to be able to identify your clients by the feel of their cocks alone. Your current partner wasn't quite so interested in giving you the opportunity to puzzle his dick out; he seemed excited just to have gotten more than his tip in. His pace was hard and fast; you had no time to adjust. Just the heavy drag of him against your insides, your pussy protesting with each thick inch. You bent over the counter, hoping the new angle of your hips might help. It didn't, you were just going to have to take it.
His rough thrusts continued to force you open around him. A moan escaped your mouth when his tip found your sweet spot. It was short-lived, as a few thrusts later, he found your back wall. The quick thrusts stopped, and it was no longer a game of how fast he could fuck you open, but how much of himself he could fit inside. If he were here with you, you could imagine him putting his big hands on your hips and pulling you onto his length. Inside, you could feel him pushing at your back wall, trying to bottom himself out in you. When he didn't go as far as he wanted you, you were bounced around again as he fucked you fast, then suddenly he slowed again to push himself into you, trying to get you to take him further.
This was the first time you had felt properly used by a client. Although it's what everyone was doing to you, your previous clients had all felt like your own secret dildo stash, and once the novelty wore off, like another day at work. But now? Now you felt like this Orc's personal little cock sleeve. You were nothing more than a tight hole for him to stretch and fuck as much as he wanted, and there was nothing you could do about it. You loved it.
He pushed in again, holding you around him, grinding into you, trying to get you to take more. He was either pleased at how much you'd gotten in or he was tired of trying, because he stopped the hard thrusts altogether and began to pulse slowly, pushing at your cervix. You were beginning to understand why people used the phrase, "getting their guts rearranged." It felt like he was in your stomach. Your hand moved up the oversized t-shirt you were wearing to rest on your lower abdomen. You could feel him bulging there; every time he pushed into you, you could feel him against your hand. The thought alone nearly made you cum.
He was picking up speed again, so you began to circle your clit, and with how worked up you were, it didn't take you long to cum. The filthiest moans left your mouth. Your pussy tried to clench down, but with his huge cock splitting you open, there wasn't anywhere for you to go.
The orc was fucking you at a breathtakingly fast pace again, and this time, when he slowed and pushed himself all the way in, forcing himself up into your guts and bulging your stomach, he came. Spurt after spurt of warm orc cum filled you, so much that it dripped out of you while he was still inside. He pulled out, and a gush of cum ran down your inner thighs. Your pussy felt so empty without him. You placed your head on the counter and breathed deeply. Your hand slid down to find your center, where you could feel his sticky cum and how fucking stretched your poor little pussy was. You pushed up off the counter, straightening up, your jelly legs barely holding you, and wobbled over to the fridge where your shopping list hung. You grabbed the little pen dangling from its string. On the next open line, you wrote one word. Lube.
Not gonna reblog because I haven’t made a sub blog for nsfw reblogs yet, and my likes are what I use to bookmark things I really want to be able to find again (like recipes and really really helpful art advice)
but I just wanted to say your portal pussy work was incredible. 10/10 truely, don’t think there’s a single thing that could have made it better
Firstly, I have to say thank you to everyone who liked, reblogged, and commented on my first post. I appreciate all the love.
Secondly. . . well here's the second part!
18+ Smut Below the cut.
The first week using the app was exhilarating. You didn't think you'd be as into it as you were, but nearly every day, whenever you were home, the app was on, and you waited patiently for someone new to fill you. After that, the novelty had begun to wear off. Your apartment was getting messy due to neglect, and there wasn't much variety in the clients you were getting. Most of them couldn't hold a candle to that Tester either, and you were finding yourself disappointed more often than not. So, you settled into a routine. The app would get turned on the second you came home, you'd change clothes, and start making dinner. By the time you were sitting down to eat, someone was ploughing away. Every once in a while, you'd stop to slip your hand down your pants and circle your clit until you came all over whatever cock was currently having its way with you. Most of the time, you let them have at it while you continued your nightly routine: cleaning up around your apartment, watering your plants, catching up on your TV shows. You were a little disappointed that things had become so blasé, but your financial situation was looking up, and you had to remind yourself that this is what the app was for.
This night had started like every other. Your first client had pushed his way inside just as you were plating up your dinner. Nothing special, you ignored it for the most part. You continued with cleaning up after dinner and putting a load of laundry in the washer when another uneventful client took his place. And so it continued until you were in the shower. You were rinsing the shampoo from your hair when you felt something cold and a little slimy teasing your entrance. It slipped along your folds, coating you in a slick, thick substance. At first, you thought it was lube, and you were thrilled at the possibility of something larger attempting to stretch you out, but when you swiped your fingers through your folds, the substance that clung to your fingers was thicker than any lube you'd seen before. You watched it stretch between your fingers, clear and goopy. Maybe it was some kind of strange precum.
You were still pondering the not-lube when the slicked-up cock slipped past your outer lips, circling your entrance, spreading its goo around. It was teasing you, or prepping you, maybe? Your breath caught in your throat when it slid upwards, brushing over your clit. It stayed there for a few moments, running its length back and forth. It rocked against you for a little while longer, and you delighted in the feeling of something other than your fingers on your clit.
Its shape was stranger than anything you'd experienced thus far. A little on the thinner side, slick and smooth. No obvious head that you could feel, but slightly tapered towards the tip, almost like a vibrator. It moved its way back towards your entrance, circling a few more times before it pushed easily into your center, aided in part by the goo but also by its shape. You were able to feel how its base got gradually thicker the further it went in. When it bumped your back wall, you inhaled sharply at the feeling of it hitting your cervix, a slight cramping sensation that caused you to clench, as if your body was trying to expel the intrusion. You felt the appendage respond to your protest, and it eased back a bit. After a moment, the appendage began to move, the tip had begun to wiggle about inside of you, searching. In its haphazard movements, it bumped against your sweet spot, and you moaned. The creature had found its target and had begun to tap the spot with its tip over and over again. You threw your head back and anchored yourself against the shower wall. Your hands ran over your wet tits, thumbs tracing your nipples. You could feel an orgasm building deep in your stomach, and you wanted nothing more than for the creature to keep doing exactly what it was doing. But it had other plans, and it pulled out of you, nearly all of the way before it pushed back in, angling that strange tip upward to hit the spot it had been abusing just moments before. Another moan was ripped from your lungs, and you could feel your arousal beginning to drip out of you and mix with the goo now coating your thighs. The creature's assault on your pussy picked up, hitting your g-spot with every thrust. You were a whining, moaning mess. One hand continued to palm your breasts while the other found your slick clit. As the creature continued to fuck you fast and hard, you could hear the sounds your own body was making, a graphic squelching noise accompanied by faint splats as goo and arousal dripped from you and splattered on the shower tile. You came hard and had to throw a hand against the wall to keep yourself upright as your pussy spasmed around the appendage. The creature fucked you through it, never letting up, no matter how hard your body clenched around it.
In the wake of your last orgasm, you could feel another one beginning to build. The creature's pace was brutal, and your last orgasm had made you so sensitive. A sudden whine of disappointment fell from your lips as the appendage abruptly ceased, resting inside you for a moment. It pulled almost completely out of you, just the tip inside. Just as quickly as it had stopped, it rammed itself back in as deep as it could, pushing against your cervix again. Your knees almost gave out in answer. It pulled out slowly again, stopping just before it left you empty. At the same time, something else began to prod at your pussy, cool and slick like the first appendage. Ever so slowly, it wiggled its way under the first appendage, one stacked on top of the other, two of them now nestled inside. The stretch wasn't immense, but you felt so full with both of them in you. They began to push forward, continuing to open you up. There was no way you were going to be able to remain standing for whatever was about to come, so you slid down the shower wall and onto your knees, keeping them spread wide. You leaned forward, bracing your hands on the floor.
The dual onslaught began slow and gentle, as one pushed in, the other pulled out. You could feel your body stretching around them, learning to accommodate both. When you had been stretched enough, they started working in tandem, both cocks filling and stretching you, pushing against your g-spot again. It was so good it almost hurt, and you barely recognized the noises that left you. All you could do was brace yourself as they resumed a brutal pace. Your second orgasm hit hard and without warning, flooding your senses. The cocks didn't seem to care that you were clenching around them; they continued pushing forward, almost desperately. The first one targeted your g-spot again, making sure to hit it every time. You were so overstimulated, so full, that you barely noticed the second one continuously bottoming out and pushing against your cervix. Until on its last thrust, it pushed through. You gasped as you felt it move its way into your womb, releasing a mess of goo similar to what was currently dripping down your thighs. Simultaneously, the first appendage released. The sensation of the two cocks releasing into you and the overstimulation of feeling so full had left you twitching on the floor of your shower. You felt fuller than you ever had, and you hoped they'd stay a bit, keep you full and plugged with their cum, but too soon the appendages, which you now realized were probably some type of tentacle, pulled out of you.
You stayed on the floor for a long while as the tentacle cum continued to drip from your poor cunt. When your limbs had stopped shaking and your breathing returned to normal, you stood. You stuck an arm out from the shower curtain and blindly sought your phone. You had to turn the app off; no way were you going to be able to take anyone else tonight. Through the steam of the bathroom, you noticed that your client had left you a review, "5 stars. She took my tentacles so well." The slight praise, along with the sizeable tip, made you glow with pride.
AN: I know human cervixes don't work like that, but this is esentially written hentai, so suspend some disbelief with me for a moment. Also. . . I think it's hot. Sue me.
first time ever sending a message but anon we NEED more pussy portal! its such a creative idea I love love love it and the way you write it so well? MWAH
Wow wow wow. Thank you, anon, and MWAH to you too!
Honestly, this post got way bigger than I ever anticipated it would, and I really appreciate all the likes, reblogs, and comments. It's given me a huge boost of confidence as a writer.
Part two has been drafted, and my goal is to get it edited and posted sometime later today. (Spoiler alert, this one involves tentacles).
I'm certain I'm not the only one whose seen that Pussy Portal post and been absolutely gobsmacked by the idea. So here's a little something inspired by it. (There will definitely be more, whether anyone wants it or not, because I cannot get this idea out of my head).
Post here if you haven't seen it.
Smut below the cut.
You were flat-out broke. That was the only reason you considered the app in the first place. It had come to you in a desperate internet search for quick ways to make money on the side. Student loan payments were piling up and were at risk of going to collections, your car had finally bit the dust last week and would take far more to repair than it was worth, and you for sure couldn't afford a new one. The final cherry on top was your job cutting your hours. No announcement, no email, nothing. Just a gradual decline of your name on the schedule and some sleuthy coworkers putting two and two together. Everyone's hours were getting cut. At least you still qualified for health insurance. For now.
Most of the money-making schemes you found during your searches just weren't worth the trouble. You'd spent an hour filling out the most inane surveys for $10 and another three hours transcribing jail phone calls for lawyers just to earn less than a penny per word. You had begun to feel hopeless. And then it had popped up, like a boon from hell; Pussy Portal. Selling your body hadn't been out of the question. You had considered selling your feet pics online, and even found a website where you could send people your used panties for money. But the more you looked into it, the more you realized it would essentially be a full-time job if you wanted it to be lucrative, and one of the ways to make more money was to have a presence, put your face out there, let people see what they were buying. You weren't nearly confident enough for that. Pussy Portal on the other hand, sort of alleviated both of those concerns. The pay was pretty good, and no one was actually going to be looking at or interacting with you, you just had to give any creature of any nature, unfettered access to your pussy. Putting it bluntly, Pussy Portal was prostitution, but you wouldn't be meeting any of the clients and no one had to know who you were. You just couldn't think about it too hard.
So, here you were. App downloaded, background check and medical screenings passed, some sort of strange magi-tech contraption attached to your hip, now you just had to wait. You were promised by the Pussy Portal rep you'd been communicating with that your first time on the app would essentially be a quality check. One of their "testers" would get first dibs on you, give you a rating, and that was that; you were open for business.
The email they sent gave you a very large time frame, pretty much the entire day. You were glad you had off work, firstly, because you wouldn't have wanted to do this in the office (you most certainly would have been fired), and secondly, you were far too nervous to do anything else. You just settled onto your couch, turned the app on, and waited.
After about thirty minutes of staring at the ceiling while your stomach churned, you realized that you needed to distract yourself somehow or you'd go crazy with anticipation. So, you turned on your comfort show and doom scrolled for a while. You weren't sure if you needed to be in any sort of position for it to work; there weren't really any instructions on that, so you just lay back and tried not to focus on it. After a few hours, you started to wonder if anything was going to happen. You kept opening your email to double-check you had the date right, and pulling the band of your sweats down to check that the magi-tech device was still glowing green. You were almost tempted to email support. Maybe they'd mistyped the date. Then, when you were least expecting it, you felt it. A gentle prodding at your entrance. You sucked in a breath, the nerves gathering themselves in your stomach again. The being on the other end of the portal pushed into you slowly, your mouth fell open at the stretch. The app said it catered to all kinds of beings, and you weren't sure what creature might be currently pushing you open, but it was certainly larger and a bit more textured than a human. You were just grateful they hadn't decided to start with something huge like a minotaur. You weren't really sure what you should do now. Did you need to take your clothes off, or get into any certain position? You kept thinking about your thighs getting in the way, but it clearly wasn't an issue as you felt the cock begin moving slowly in and out of you. It felt odd not to do anything at all, so you adjusted yourself on the couch and spread your legs.
You were getting wetter by the second as the cock continued it's slow drag in and out of you, some of it's ridges catching on your insides and pushing on your sensitive spots. A moan fell from your lips, and you couldn't help but slip a hand inside the loose sweats you were wearing. Finding your clit, your fingers moved slow circles over it eased on by the juices now dripping out of you. It was strange to feel so full, to feel the push and pull of a cock in your tight cunt but not be able to see the dick itself. Your fingers travelled lower to your entrance where you felt your pussy being stretched by the invisible suitor.
The cock picked up it's pace and you groaned, fingers moving back up to your clit. The being on the other side of the portal seemed to be nearing his end, his thrusts more frantic than before. You were nearing your climax too, and your fingers picked up speed in time with the thrusts in and out of you. You were so close when you felt the cock snap forward and bury itself deep, deeper than anyone had ever reached, a rush of semen filling you in warm spurts. That was what pushed you over the edge and you spasmed hard around the cock, your walls clenching down. Before you were ready, the being pulled out.
You stared up at the ceiling, hand still down the front of your pants, breathing heavy, contemplating what you had just done. You'd just let a stranger, a non-human creature, fuck you, and other than the nerves at the beginning, you enjoyed it. You threw your free arm over your eyes and laughed at the ridiculous state you found yourself in. You only decided to get up from your couch when a trickle of cum slipped from inside you and dribbled down your ass.
When you returned from the bathroom after having cleaned yourself up, you noticed a notification had popped up on your phone. Your trial run was successful and you were officially approved to start making money on Pussy Portal. The Pussy Portal tester that had fucked you had even left a note on your profile for other potential clients to see. "Tight, human pussy. Larger beings may need the assistance of lubrication." The review made you feel a little weird; it was so dry and clinical for something that had felt so strange and intimate for you, but when the $500 signing bonus hit your bank account, that feeling dissipated. You could totally make this work.
