date night idea: you talk to me like i'm your daughter and pressure me into drinking and smoking way too much weed and then take me to bed and fuck me while i'm all confused and asking you to stop and instead you just keep going and tell me i'm doing so good and that you just need to use my body for a little bit and that it's gonna hurt but it'll be over soon and that it's my own fault 'cause my crying is making you really hard.
Apologizing the whole time I use my little sister like a pocket pussy. Her cute little cock bouncing each time I bury myself too the root inside of her and whisper in her ear how good she feels and how I just need a little bit more.
Pulling out and watching my cum trickle out of her hole while she shakes and mewls. Panting and reaching for my phone, just one pic couldn't hurt right? It'll distract me from taking the real thing again! totally wont rile me up into pinning her to her bed again.
I wish there was an adult mmorpg game with a super toxic player base or the game devs themselves were super misogynistic. Only letting women wear super skimpy armor and only letting them be healers and support. They could add sex animations that the girls don’t consent to having used on them, a guy could just walk up to her and click her avatar and a menu would pup up, “wave” “follow” “hug” “slap” “grope tits” “blowjob” “titfuck” “anal” “missionary” “doggystyle” etc. and while all the guys can handle all the big bad bosses themselves, girls would have to beg to join a team to be carried and just mostly be used as breeding stock. The player base would be able to be completely uncensored, men can insult and degrade women as much as they want, calling them cunts, stupid bitches, worthless whores, etc. of course women could try and report them but nothing would happen. Women wouldn’t be allowed to play as male avatars, the game would first ask your gender irl before the gender you want to have in the game. If the answer to the former is female, you’ll only be allowed to choose that. Although if a man wants to play as a girl and see her avatar get raped he’s free to do so. I wish there was more in my head that I could add on to this… if you have any ideas please reblog
And obviously following in line with the sex animations mechanic, if the male player decides to click the "plant your seed" option in the menu, the female player is automatically given a debuff that lasts 9 in game months. (9 days irl) During this period they have a status called "gravid" that nerfs their movement and applies weaknes (not able to break or move basic objects) as well as being unable to use any skills, magical or otherwise.
Of course as soon as this mechanic is implemented it's not late before guilds start capturing high level female players, and begin the practice of stun-locking them in their clan bases, basically keeping them in a state of constant pregnancy that renders them useless.
Impregnating a female of course gives xp, and there are immediately several builds built around exploiting this particular skill tree, highly encouraging it's use in the meta of the wider game.
Almost nothing makes me hornier than seeing a single continuous string of likes and reblogs from a single person in rapid succession.
I can practically feel someone having fun on the other side of the screen ^_^
And with the specificity of what I post, I can almost automatically assume whomever would find my posts arousing is exactly the type of fakeboy mutt I'd like to bend over a countertop and breed ♡
trans woman who always loves to bring up her thick, hard cock to me and says we should compare ours. when i sheepishly say i don’t have one she says “oh… i forgot hehe” but keeps pushing. keeps insisting. eventually i pull my pants down and show her my “t-dick” and she immediately starts stifling laughter that i could ever call that a dick. we start “frotting” — that is to say she rubs her fat, meaty cock against my little clit and eventually slips it in. i scream and cry for help but she just laughs and keeps thrusting.
“come on, you pulled your pants down. you literally asked for it. fine, you think i’m ‘raping’ you? then i’ll rape you.”
and she rubs my clit until i cum on her.
“i guess you really did like it! it’s fine if i cum too then right??”
“nononono don’t get me pregnant i don’t wanna get pregnant i d-“
The fact that T makes trans men horny as hell does something dirty to me.
I just want to pluck one of you unsuspecting fakers off the street, and stretch out that sweet boy snatch nice and wide with my gock. Knowing full well you've been hoping, practically praying, for a trans girl to finally step up and set you straight.
Pressing your face against the brick wall, my teeth on your neck, i would slam in and out of your needy hole, determined to satiate that burning lust, by choice or by force.
The thought almost makes me want to flush your test down the drain a bit less... but just a tiny bit
Afterall, you'd still always make for a better bitch than a man of any sort of worth ♡
the only way I can get off right now is by imagining a tgirl putting me in my place. she doesn’t even try to gender me right, calling me her girlfriend when we barely just met. when we’re together she never looks me in the eyes, talking to my cleavage from the dresses she started making me wear. pinning me down, raping my tits, breeding me, making me her lesbian sex doll <3
Need to get me a dumb trusting fakeboy roommate who doesn't check his medicine cabinet nearly as much as he should... there's just so many fun things you can do when nobody is looking too closely.
A few testosterone vials replaced with repronex... a few birth control pills replaced with placebo sugar tablets... and maybe even your melatonin replaced with something a little stronger. All so can have my fun when you inevitably knock out cold... ♡ ^x^
My little hobby is coming down to any one of few lesbian bars left in the country and poaching a few of the girls for myself.
You don't think those bartenders actually care do you ? I pass them a few hundred bucks under the table, and they turn a blind eye when you leave your drink unattended. For even just a few seconds too long.
Short and greasy looking, they had snake bites, dyed green hair, and an obvious disregard for their patrons safety. Because unlike any of the other, at least somewhat reluctant bar tenders, this one took the money with a grin and even let me take you into the back after dark. That red dress looked real good on you by the way, though it looked even better on the floor of the bar closet.
I think the bar tender in this town really got into it.
You didn't wake up even once as I pulled off your clothes and unclasped your bra. My hands roamed over your modest chest, groping and squeezing uncaring of any marks that might be left after my exploration.
The bar tender slipped into the room with me after shutting down for the night, the scrapping of a bar chair is what alerted me to their hungry eyes on you.
But their hunger could never outshine mine, as my hands firmly gripped your hips and i lowered my head between your limp legs, spreading them as one would position a plastic doll.
Before my lips even met your flower I could hear the distinct shlick sound of someone pleasuring themselves, I didn't have to look back to know it was the bartender.
Not wanting to disapoint I dug in, uncaring for your state of comfort, tongue fliting up and down; my mouth came to lay heavily on your red bud before returning to it's patern of sloppy uncoordinated slavering, using your body tease the voyeur just three feet behind us.
Chin dripping, I reared up with a grin, hand snaking down and palming the growing bulge under my skirt, the pervert behind me panted loudly. Their fingers working fast enough to be noteworthy.
With a hard tug I pulled you forward, your hips met mine and your head smacked against the sticky stained concrete with an audible clack, likely leaving a bruise that you would wake up to in the morning.
But for now I could care less, cocking my hips back, fat tip poised at slit of your unprotected dripping snatch.
Taking one swift movement to claim my morsel, my thrust jostled your limp body as my cock lovingly smooched your cervix, even in your unconscious state I could hear an involuntary whimper escape you as I ruthlessly sawed in and out of the tight wet heat of unconsciousness. Hands practically bruising your hips, I pounded violently.
Behind me I could hear footsteps approaching; in a moment the resident voyeur was griping my arms and looking over my shoulder at you, breathing heavily as my hips pumped forward like a well oiled machine with one objective: insemination.
Turning to the barkeep whose face was inches from my own i spoke hurriedly "Watch closely..."
My whispered words stirred them as I sped up. My sweat dripping onto your belly as I hilted myself, depositing a positively virile load of baby batter into the farthest reaches of your womb and sealing your fate as another mark on my record of scores, and the centerpiece of a very happy barkeeps night.
This is relatively soft core smut. No penetration only some explicit language. Ftm male on male
No real warnings just some good old wrestling
High off the dopamine of being one year on test, you decided to sign up for a freestyle wrestling program at your local gym.
You might have only been 5'3 but you felt confident in the decent amount of muscle you had put on since starting to workout.
And after all what was the worst that could happen ?
You arrived early in the afternoon in your tight athletic spandex shorts and grey t-shirt ready to get to wrestling with what you assumed would be beginners of your same level.
Unfortunate for you when you meandered over to the wrestling room what greeted you was not infact women and men of your size and skill.
What greeted you was several men all 6'1 and above, not one with less than what could be described as the physique of an addonis
Needless to say you felt out of your element stuffing down your curiosity to stay you turned to leave. Only to bump face first into a hard wall of muscle.
Looking up, you were instantly enamored you could not take your eyes off him. He was the picture of masculinity, everything you wanted to be but knew was out of reach. 18 inch arms and abs you could cut glass with, a when he spoke you felt all the blood in your body rush to your nether regions.
"Hello sir are you interested in signing up for our wrestling program ?"
You could barely utter out an affirmative before he grasped your shoulder and started guiding you towards a padded room almost urgently.
Once inside you tried to shake off your arousal, hoping for a guided lesson on the basics of freestyle wrestling.
What you received could have been described as a lesson, but in practice it was obviously groping.
His help "adjusting your form" came in the form of strong hands gripping your legs and wandering hands straying dangerously close to your inner thigh.
Not that you minded too much, the boxers you had put on in the morning expecting to work up a sweat were already soaked through.
Eventually fed up realizing you were getting billed by the hour, you decided to ask for a sparing match. After all learning the ropes through experience rather than demonstration seemed to be your only option when dealing with an overly handsy instructor.
Grinning ear to ear he obliged and at that very moment, you realized that he very well might have been goading you into this.
The very next moment after that came the realization that you were much weaker than you thought, and that size played a much bigger factor than you had first imagined.
In moments you were pinned to the ground. Hips immobile and legs spread in a distinctly non wrestling very explicit manner.
You felt something hot and hard press against your aching wetness, only separated by two layers of cloth as he unsubtly thrust down against your pert ass.
Cheek pressed to the ground, out of breath and panting was the moment you realized you had just found your new favorite hobby.
Really, all you little dykes and fakeboys have no cybersecurity. I've seen what you people post...
It would be nothing to just sneak in through a cracked window.
Especially during this hot summer.
I wonder what I would do once I was in...
Maybe I would tie you up and lay on your bed, as i force you breath in the smell of my girlcock. Leisurely fliping through the pages of your little diaries, squeezing your head between my thighs.
Or maybe I would just slap my hand over your mouth to muffle your screams, as I take what i want straight from your unprotected fuck holes...
Either way i wouldn't leave without putting a bun in someone's oven...
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