kitty @got-this-angel-hypnotised - Tumblr Blog

humping a guys boot out of pure desperation and you're already very ashamed about the sitution but while this is happening, another guy is gripping your hair and demanding you thank the guy for letting you hump his boot, and he pulls on your hair when you take too long (because you're embarrased) to start up the breathless thankyouthankyouthankyous inbetween whines and they both keep making eye contact with eachother and giggling at you

angelboyliveson

to add on to this..

similar format of events, but instead of humping his boot you're sucking him off and so you're on your knees flustured just greedily lapping at his crotch while the other guy berades you for how lucky you are for getting to taste him,,, maybe getting like an uncomfortably close distance to you while you're sucking the other guy,, getting right up behind you and softly bullying you in your ear, telling you he can see you bucking your hips into the air and to calm down because you're staying on your knees all night.....then maybe they ignore you and start to talk to eachother, they begin making fun of you but in a way that seems like you're not even in the room and they're almost just gossiping about you as you're moaning into his crotch

prec1ousboy

Need one guy to put me in a headlock while another plays with my cunt

Laughing to his friend about how hard I am before he even touched me. Rubbing circles on my pussy with his thumb, occasionally slipping it into my leaky hole just to go back to teasing me a few moments later. Whenever I squirm, the arm around my neck tightens. The two of them keep talking over my head "Aw, look at how much he gets off on this" "His slutty cunt won't stop drooling" "Do you think I should pinch his nipples?"

Eventually both guys spitroast me together. I look a mess. On my knees, pants around my ankles. One pair of large hands grabbing my blushing face, another digging it's fingers into my ass cheeks. A hard cock stuffed into my mouth while another pounds my pussy from behind. I'm hoping they'll decide to keep me ❤️

sillyfr3nchb1tch

i'd let you fingerfuck me in front of your friends btw

sillyfr3nchb1tch

i blinked and ts blew up you guys r some serious perverts omg overly freaked out

esoterictboy

wanna casually grab a girls tits while we’re around friends, grip them, rub her nipples, watch her struggle to talk without moaning, lift her shirt up so everyone can watch me cup her tits and flick her nipples. Wanna hold her legs open and slide her skirt up, pull her panties to the side so everyone can see her soft and leaking and watch me finger her while I encourage her to try and finish her sentences. When she can’t, I’ll swipe everything off the table and lay her on her back so they can all watch me fuck her stupid. Her friend will grab her tits and say, “god you’re such a slut” and she’ll just nod cause she knows it’s true. Someone will reach down to touch her between her thighs while she covers her mouth trying not to disturb the other partygoers but it’s too late. Everyone is just watching her, mouth open, tits bouncing, legs spread, stretched on my dick.

@/tooesoteric2tboy - now

starryeye747

thinking about cockwarming a pretty girl during a movie. all of her friends are over and she tells me i need to be quiet so they dont find out how much of a slut i am for her. halfway through the movie she starts to slowly thrust into me and i start to panic, knowing i won't be able to keep quiet if she speeds up. when she starts to fuck me harder i feel fingers pushing into my mouth, commanding me to suck on them and silencing my moans. knowing that both of my dom's hands are on my waist, holding me down on her cock, i tilt my head to see that one of her friends is the one who's fingers are in my mouth and moan even louder. "what's wrong baby? i've been telling my friends about how good of a slut you are and they just wanted to see for themselves", my dom tells me as she fucks me even harder. my top is pulled up by another one of her friends so my tits can be groped, and the friend who just had their fingers in my mouth is pulling out their cock and telling me to suck. i want to complain to my dom that this isn't fair, that i don't want this, but im getting wetter by the second and realize that i've never been happier.

hallowed-whore

I used to have this friend group that would abuse me constantly. They’d pull my tits out of my shirt to play with them randomly. My ex would show new friends who came over photos of my pussy, and tits. Once she even made me lick her pussy in front of everyone. It was humiliating and I miss it so much 😭

kisseswitharsenic

Making you fuck yourself on voice call in a server that all our friends are apart of. It's just us in here. So no one is around to hear you become a slutted out little mess. You're free to moan like a whore and beg for praise and degradation. Be my pathetic pet.

But any moment now, someone could join. Any one of our friends could catch you mid moan or dirty talking like the exhibitionist slut that we both know you are.

Will you try and hide it? Play it off as a joke? Make some shitty excuse we all pretend to believe?

Or will you be so lost in pleasure that you own it. You keep touching, and moaning, turning your camera on and begging both of us to use you. Telling us to coax others into joining the call so everyone can see you perform like our perfect cam whore.

Wouldn't be long after until you became the group's free use porn. Ordered to snap photos or throat dildos. Moan and recite pretty, filthy lines that would make the average person recoil. You'd eat up the attention, thrive under it. And soon enough you wouldn't be able to finish at all without one of us there to watch or listen to you.

Just an object for us to consume.

rosewritessmut

Imagine being strapped into a spreader bar by your wrists and ankles. Legs spread wide, bent over, unable to move.

Then imagine being placed on your back and having that spreader bar attached to a hook hanging from the ceiling. Your legs and arms in the air, unable to cover your naked body.

Imagine being left like that during a party. Open and exposed while everyone else is fully clothed. Walking by and staring at you like a peice of art.

People come by to grope you. They pinch your nipples, squeeze your ass, and take pictures of their favorite parts of you.

You become a party game. People take turns fucking you however they want. Fingering you, eating you out, fucking your face, and of course shoving dicks and dildos into you.

People cheer when someone makes you cum. They laugh at the sounds of your moans and wimpers. Everyone can see how aroused you are and they love it.

Imagine being a prop. A toy that everyone wants at their party. Constantly on display right next to the open bar.

ickytreats

I think I need more WLW porn where it's a sleepover. I love those videos and the thought of having a girls night for my birthday? Having all the attention be on me and all the girls being so giggly. All of us dressed so pretty even though it's just pj's. We bought alcohol because what better way to try the good stuff? At home with my girls, each one of them randomly grabbing grabbing my face and forcing me to drink.

Somehow spin the bottle gets included and some of the girls are now kissing. Each one has to get their turn to kiss the birthday girl. Eventually someone wants to get daring, truth or dare gets involved. A bunch of drunk girls spilling their secrets and doing dares, what can go wrong? Suddenly a girl is groping me, because of her dare of course. Then it just keeps going...

Girls are getting groped, kissed, and suddenly the birthday girl no longer has panties on. Watching nervously as one girl settles herself between my legs. Another girl Is holding me close to her chest as they all giggle. One try won't hurt, will it? She doesn't know what to do so with a nervous smile she kisses my cunt. The girls gasp and laugh that she actually did it. Until she grows more confident and starts to eat me out.

They pull her off of me with a lot of teasing. The dare was to try my cunt not actually make me cum. I'm panting and trying to hide my pout because it felt so good. She keeps glancing at me as the grounds go by while licking her lips. Until it's my turn to get a dare and that same girl dares me to let her finish. Our friends smile and nod along as I'm grabbed back into position. All of them are watching as I try not to show how much I'm enjoying this.

Some girls continue with the game as I'm getting eaten out. Truth is out the window as they dare each other to do dirty things. Someone finds toys and includes them in the mix. Daring each girl to do something dirty either to themselves or another. They only stop when I end up cumming, trying to squirm away and hide my face shyly. I came so hard, too hard from something that should've just been a dare.

As birthday girl I should be having fun though. I do get a break as I watch another one of my friends get teased with a vibrator. Turning my head I see another getting her tits sucked. We are messes just using dares as excuses to fuck. Giggles and moans fill the room because, oh my gosh! I can't believe we are doing this! We are so crazy... But like it's all just truth or dare... Totally not a big orgy.

I feel like adding that this birthday party changes girls night. Doesn't matter where we go or who's house we end up in, now girls night ends naked. If one of us gets a boyfriend they don't need to worry...it's just girls night, what can go wrong?

fixingfakeboys2

Dinner date with my friends except your lower half is ‘secretly’ tied to the chair under the table with a vibrator pressed against your clit.

You have to go the whole dinner trying not to let them know otherwise you’ll be embarrassed and humiliated in front of them. I control the vibe so I can turn it up if I think you’re having too much of an easy time. Good luck angel and what a lovely dinner this is.

wukuat

mischievousoldenglishman

Perfect to use when you’re in a meeting @lucykfield

good-mutt

I’d love to be at a hangout with some friends and friends of friends, and have them start teasing me before it slowly escalates

like, it starts with there not being enough room to sit on the furniture, so I sit on the floor leaning back against a couch. someone ruffles my hair, someone else jokes that I’m like a dog. I’ll laugh and hope they don’t see how nervous I am. and then they’ll start riffing on it and it makes me even more nervous because that’s exactly what I wanted them to do, but I don’t want them to know how much it excites me, that’s just embarrassing

but someone catches on, inevitably, because I can’t hide the little smile or the gleam in my eye, and my casual responses are too forced. they lean forward, chuckle, and say “you’d look good in a collar, I think” - and by the way I blush, it’s obvious that I’m into this.

the group will laugh at me, but good naturedly - they don’t think I’m a freak, just a bit weird but in a funny way, so they’ll tease me more and more. someone tells me to bark, and I refuse. but they all goad me on until finally, face burning, I make a little arf sound. they’ll cheer and tell me to do it again, and I will, a little louder this time. if I’m really lucky, the host will have a collar and leash lying around, from a pet they have or had, or a roommate’s pet, or whatever. I’m almost shaking from humiliation but I’ll let them put the collar on me, though I do try really hard not to shift my legs around - they already know I’m into this, but they don’t need to know how wet I am. they’ll clip the leash on and give it a tug, and I’ll gasp at the feeling, and they’ll laugh and someone will saw “aww, good dog!” and I’ll be sweating and speechless because I know if I try to say anything my voice will be shaky, and there’s way too high of a risk I’ll moan

and that’s how it goes for the rest of the hangout, us all chatting and having fun and occasionally someone will pull my leash, or ruffle my hair, or call me a good dog. at one point someone will walk me around, and that will get a laugh. it’s a good, safe humiliation. but now they all know, and we all know they’re not going to let this go, and it’ll be a part of hangouts from now on. and that makes me so excited and lightheaded I can hardly breathe

angelboyliveson

to add on to this..

boy-slxt

Kinda want to be made to spread my legs in front of a group of people who will take their time laughing at me and humiliating me before they start playing with me and using my desperate body as their entertainment for the evening

drkthoughts-k

Need someone to tie me up and bend me over their lap, gently working me open, using lots of lube and spreading my holes, playing with my insides while I squirm uselessly on their lap. Grabbing different toys to stretch me more and more until I'm a whiny mess begging to stop cuz it's enough

yourneighborhoodloverboy

she asks me how my evening was, like we’re just having a conversation, like nothing else is going on. i respond in kind, casually explaining what i’ve been up to since we talked last. and she listens. to how my day’s been, sure, but we both know that’s not what she’s focused on. she listens to my breathing, my pauses. she’s waiting for the tiniest crack in the facade. and with my resolve? she’ll keep waiting.

my voice is steady. level. laced with the tiniest challenge of is that all you got? as i respond once more to her latest follow-up question. the toy inside me jumps in intensity for just a moment, like she’s daring me to talk back. she knows i won’t, though, since that would involve acknowledging what she’s doing to me. my next pause being just a couple seconds longer tells her everything she needs to know. and suddenly it’s her soft, smug “you okay, baby?” in my ear and we both know i can only keep the act up so long when she talks to me like that. but still i resist, claiming i don’t know what she’s talking about. i’m okay. i was just thinking before i speak.

she keeps me talking. keeps changing the subject. keeps asking follow-up questions that require more than one-word answers. she points out every time i inhale too quickly, every time i stumble over a word, every time my focus slips. “oh, what was that?”, “a little distracted?”, “baby, focus. i’m talking to you.” she knows exactly how close i am to losing it, every fiber of my body concentrated on not outwardly reacting. and she’s waiting for an answer to a question i don’t remember.

“aww, what, you forgot what i asked you?” she asks, amused. “that’s not like you.” the sweet condescension in her voice affects me just as much as the toy now vibrating at the exact rhythm she knows i like. i can hear the fucking smirk on her face. “you couldn’t possibly be breaking already, could you?” she teases, slow and drawn out. i’m down to one-syllable answers at this point, delayed and strained and not at all convincing. she laughs, and whatever’s left of my composure shatters, my voice breaking as i finally let out all the sounds i’ve spent the night fighting.

“aww, there’s my girl,” she coos at me as i unravel, voice sweet with that unmistakable edge of pride, “you tried so hard didn’t you?” i can almost see the faux sympathy on her face. she praises me through it, telling me how much she loves when i get whiny for her, how lucky she is to be the one to break me like this, and how fucking pretty i sound when i finally stop pretending i ever had any control at all. “you didn’t stand a chance.”

hehimhypnosis

transmasc consensual free use chestplay fantasy!

warning: uses ‘tits’ to refer to chest

i get my confirmation letter for top surgery, and i let you plan a party to say goodbye to my tits—i know you have something depraved planned, so i give you the go-ahead for whatever wild fantasy you’ve concocted

when i get there, my top and binder are removed as soon as i’m through the door, and i’m told for the rest of the night, because i’m getting rid of my tits, they belong to everyone else.

as i pass partygoers, who all congratulate me on the surgery date, they all look at my chest hungrily, still a little too apprehensive to touch me just yet. but their glances and quick flicking eye movements turn to hungry stares, and soon whenever anyone greets me or chats to me, they reach out a hand to touch my bare chest. some caress, some grab big handfuls, and some pinch my nipples to watch me stutter and my eyes roll back in pleasure. some even go so far to lean down and take one of my nipples in their mouth, sucking and nipping while i try and answer whatever small talk question they asked me.

a few others decide to get in on the action and remove their tops as well, and i delight in getting my chest played with while i run my hands over a friend’s tits too, and they tell me ecstatically that they’d love you to throw them another party like this before they have surgery, especially with what’s planned next.

‘what’s planned next?’

well.

first, you take me to a table loaded with implements for me to choose from, ranging from the vanilla to the depraved. i see nipple pasties (playfully stamped with ‘Rest In Peace’), feather ticklers, and wax candles, but then i see nipple clamps, shibari rope, and paddles and floggers that get increasingly more menacing, which makes me flush. i pause with confusion when i see the selection of dildos, strap ons, and lube, especially when you tell me that i won’t need to take my pants off, that this will all be above the waist—well, my waist.

you ask how i’m doing, do a traffic light check in (green), and then ask… how am i enjoying the free use aspect of this? how would i like to be the main attraction?

i nod excitedly, and you gesture for me to choose from the table. i pick up a beautiful set of nipple clamps, attached by a gold chain and string of pearls. you clip them on me and i whine, but that’s nothing compared to when you take hold of the chain and yank, dragging me along like a pet on a leash by my tits. i moan and flush, trying not to whimper and yelp with every step.

you pull me to a chair next to a table and sit me down—well, yanking the chain connecting my puffy nipples so i sit down. you put a few things on the table next to me: a permanent marker, an adjustable strap on with a dildo (that i recognise as an ejaculating dildo…), and a camera.

you direct me to puff my chest out, push my tits between my arms so they stick out even more lewdly. and then you put the strap on, and i notice that a queue is forming behind you.

uncapping the fat permanent marker, you tell me (as you write out big capital letters over my collarbones) that the main attraction of the night is everyone getting a chance to fuck my pretty chest.

this revelation, mixed with the sight of people lining up, you wearing a strap, and the clamps on my nipples, is so much i feel my cunt—already dripping—soak through my pants with arousal, and as you reach for some lube, i stop you and take the strap in my mouth, as far to the base as i can go. there are some whoops and cheers, and i can tell i’ve surprised you, but you run a hand through my hair before you grab a fistful of it and fuck my face until i’m drooling over your cock.

‘naughty, now everyone will want a turn with your mouth instead of fucking your tits,’ you scold playfully, but i’m too lost in taking your cock in my mouth that i don’t bother responding. ‘better get this nice and prepped for me to fuck your pretty tits.’

you keep going until the dildo is shiny from my drool and it’s dripping from my mouth. you smirk at my dazed face, then grope my chest and push my tits together to fuck them.

i moan and whine as your cock fucks between my tits. you growl degrading praise the whole time: ‘ohh you like that, huh? what a gorgeous slut, so pretty with his tits out like this, ready for everyone to fuck them. these tits were made to be fucked, that’s why we all need a go before they’re gone, isn’t that right? you love it, don’t you? it feels so good to be a good slut who gets his tits fucked.’

i can’t respond, not with the friction of the silicone cock between my tits and your dirty talk making me even needier and hornier. yes, yes i want my tits to be used, god knows they haven’t been useful otherwise, please just use them, use me like a pretty bimbo slut…

you thrust one more time and suddenly you’re cumming, having pushed the syringe connected to the dildo and ejaculating cum lube all over my face, my mouth, and my chest.

as i gasp from the sudden ejaculation and try to gather my focus, i hear a camera shutter. you wipe the cum lube out of my eyes and show me the image.

i moan at what i see. a man with puffy, drooling lips and mussed hair, his nipples clamped and his tits and face covered in cum, dripping from his mouth, his beard, his chin... across his—my collarbones is written in black marker “FREE USE SLUT”

and then everyone else gets a turn. some just fuck my tits, using them until they add to the cum on my face already, using others’ cum and my drool as lube. some play with the clamps, tugging and pulling to make me whimper. some grope my chest, maybe take the clamps off to suck and bite my nipples, putting the clamps back on to hear me yelp with how sensitive they are. everyone adds to the mess—hickeys, bite marks, slap marks, and more and more permanent marker. tally marks get added for each person who cums on me, some people sign their name or add funny messages, and more and more people add to your original message, labelling me as a slut, a good boy, a bimbo… and each one takes a photo when they’re done, each picture showing my ecstatically blissed out face, how much i love being a free use slut…

at the end of it all, when everyone has had a go (or maybe two. or three.) and my tits and my mouth have been thoroughly used, you show everyone just how much i’ve soaked through, and tell me that i deserve a reward for being such a good slut.

you tie a wand vibrator under me on the chair and the party watches as my graffitied, abused tits jiggle while i cum over and over through my pants.

i won’t miss my chest at all, especially now i have a full photo album of my tits being used by all my friends 💛

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