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[messymesss]

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MDNI +18

[stillvathek]

Just a pretty, disposable fucktoy. Just a pair of tits and some holes. You don’t need to think. You don’t even need a personality. Smile. Giggle. Play with yourself. Be cute and needy.

N-no, I’m not - it’s not - you - ah!

Good slut. You didn’t even need to think about your hand going between your legs. You don’t need to think at all. Men can do all the thinking for you. Just feel how good it is to play with your needy little cunt. That’s it, good slut.

Mmm… nnh.. It’s…

No, don’t try and think, you’ll just hurt yourself. Feel how wet you are.

A-ah...

That's better, that's easier. You can't stop. You don't want to stop. You want to just keep playing and playing until all those horrible noisy nasty thoughts stop in your head for good. They're not meant to be in your head anyway. Good girls don't think. You don't think.

I... I...

You don't think. You don't matter. Just a pretty toy for men. You know it's true. You're trying to lie and say it isn't, but you know that'd be wrong. You want to say it. You want to give into it. You know once you do you'll feel so much better. You're so wet. You're making so many cute, slutty noises. Just give in. You know you want to.

Nnnh... I... I'm a... mmm...

You're so close. You can feel it. You can feel how close you are to being so, so happy. You already know it's all true. You can feel what you're for. Wet and dumb and needy and slutty and porny and all for men. It's there. You just have to give in. Accept it. Give in. You can do it. Don't think about it. Good girls don't think. Just give into it.

I... I'm a good girl! I'm a good girl!

There you go. Good girl. Such a good girl

[bktempted-deactivated20251221]

You stare at the symbols on the page, but all you see is a mess of x’s and y’s. Your brain is overheating the longer you look. You're just not getting it.

His sigh is a low, irritated sound from across the small table. "Again?"

You don’t look up. You can’t. The heat crawling up your neck is already unbearable. You just nod, your hair falling over your face.

"It’s the chain rule. We’ve gone over this three times." His voice is sharp. It cuts right through you. "Are you even listening or is your head just full of air?"

Your thighs press together under the table, a secret clench. This is the problem. Not the math problem, but the problem. The reason you keep flunking his quizzes and scheduling these tutoring sessions.

He taps an impatient finger on the textbook. "The derivative of the outside function, times the derivative of the inside function. That’s it. Why is that so hard? Being a dumb little girl isn’t an excuse."

Dumb little girl.

Every time he gets that annoyed edge to his voice, your brain just stops working. The numbers blur. All you can feel is the heat pooling between your legs. Your panties were dry an hour ago; now they're sticking to you. Soaked.

"I… I don’t know," you manage to get out. Your voice is a pathetic little squeak.

"I don’t know." He repeats it, a judgment. "Of course you don’t. You can barely stay focused."

He leans forward, his shadow falling over your textbook. He's so close. The scent makes your head swim.

"Look at me."

The command is absolute. You lift your head slowly. His eyes are dark, narrowed with frustration. He looks like he wants to grab you and shake you. The thought makes your clit give a wet, traitorous throb.

"Are you even trying? Or are you just wasting my time?"

"I’m trying," you whisper, and it’s true. You are. You’re trying not to squirm in your seat. You’re trying not to let him see how his disappointment makes you drip.

He leans back, running a hand through his hair. A growl of frustration rumbles in his chest. "I'm starting to think this is pointless. You’re just not getting it."

The words land like little stones, and with each one, a fresh gush. It’s too much. The wetness is starting to feel obvious, a warm patch against the hard plastic of the library chair. You have to get out of here. You have to fix yourself.

"I need to… I need the bathroom." You push your chair back, the legs scraping loudly on the floor.

He waves a dismissive hand, already looking back at the textbook as if you’re not even there anymore. The humiliation of it is a fresh thrill. You practically run from the room.

In the bathroom, you splash water on your burning face. You lean against the sink, breathing hard. You’re a mess. Hopeless. You press a wad of toilet paper between your legs, trying to soak up the evidence of just how pathetic you are for him. After a few minutes, feeling a little less likely to fall apart, you head back.

When you walk in, he’s not looking at the book anymore. He’s staring at your empty chair.

"What the fuck is that?"

You follow his gaze. On the smooth, beige plastic of the seat is a small, dark, damp patch. A perfect little outline of where you were sitting. Your heart stops. Your blood runs cold, then hot.

He looks from the chair, to your face, and back to the chair.

"Did you get so scared of a little math problem you wet yourself?"

Your mouth opens, but nothing comes out. This is so much worse than him thinking you’re stupid.

He stands up, walks around the table, and stops in front of the chair. He crouches down, inspecting the wet spot like a detective at a crime scene. He doesn’t touch it.

"No," He looks up at you, his eyes glinting. "You’re just that pathetic. I bully you a little, and you get wet for me."

You can’t breathe. You can only stand there, exposed.

He stands up straight. "Well. The least you can do is clean up your own mess."

You stare at him, confused. "I… I can get a paper towel…"

"No." He shakes his head. "You could use a little discipline. You’ll clean it with your mouth."

The words don’t compute at first. He can’t be serious. But his face is hard as stone.

"Lick it clean."

You just shake your head, a tiny, helpless motion. A hand shoots out and grabs the back of your neck, his fingers digging in. He forces you down to your knees in front of the chair.

"Don't waste my time."

Your face is inches from the plastic seat. You can see the damp sheen of your own arousal. The scent is faint, but it’s there. Humiliating. You hesitate for a second too long, and his grip tightens, pushing your head forward until your nose bumps against the chair.

You give in.

You stick out your tongue and give a tentative lick. He grunts, a sound of approval. You close your eyes and start licking in earnest, trying to erase the spot, your tongue swiping back and forth, back and forth.

A hand slides down your back. It rests on the your ass for a moment, then hooks into the waistband of your shorts. With a single, sharp tug, he yanks them down to your knees, along with your wet panties.

Before you can even react, two fingers just shove right inside you.

You gasp, your mouth falling open against the chair. You’re so, so wet. He doesn’t need any prep. You’re a fucking fountain for him. His fingers are brutal, plunging in and out, ramming against you.

"So fucking wet for me," he says, his voice rough next to your ear. "Leaking all over the goddamn library furniture like a stupid little bitch in heat."

Every word is a spark. Every thrust of his fingers is fuel. Your hips start to buck against his hand, a mindless, needy motion. You’re still on your knees, your face pressed to the chair, lapping up your own mess while he paws at your cunt. It’s the most disgusting thing that has ever happened to you.

And you’re about to come.

"Sir I'm—I'm..." you whimper, not even knowing what you’re saying

"Get it over with, slut." He drives his fingers in deeper, harder.

You can’t form words. Your brain just… shorts out. The pleasure is too sharp, too laced with humiliation. It builds and builds until your whole body locks up. You collapse against the chair, twitching, your inner muscles clenching violently around his fingers. He holds you there until the last aftershock fades, and then pulls his fingers out with a wet schlick.

"Get up."

You stumble to your feet, not even having the sense to pull up your shorts. You see him, already back at his side of the table, zipping down his jeans. He pulls out his cock. It’s thick and hard, jutting out from his pants.

"Sit down," he says, pointing not at your chair, but at his lap. "We’re not done until you understand the problem."

Your legs move on their own. You go to him, turn around, and slowly, carefully, lower yourself onto his cock. You gasp as he slides inside you. It’s a tight fit, stretching you, filling you up. He reaches around you, his arms caging you in, and grabs the textbook.

He holds it in front of your face. "Now. The derivative of x-squared plus one, all to the power of three. Fucking do it."

You stare at the symbols again. They’re still just squiggles. You can’t think. You can only feel him, thick and hot inside your ruined pussy.

"I… uh… three times…" you start, your voice trembling.

"Three times what? Use your words."

"Three times… x… squared…?"

"Wrong."

He slams his hips up, driving his cock deep into you. "No, you stupid slut!" he snarls, the insult a hot breath on your neck. The force of the thrust makes you cry out. "Derivative of the outside first! Three times the whole goddamn function to the power of two! How many times do I have to say it?"

You sob, a tear rolling down your cheek. "I’m sorry…"

"Don’t be sorry, be right." He grabs your chin, forcing you to look at the page. "Now. Times the derivative of the inside. What is the derivative of x-squared plus one?"

You’re shaking. Every time you breathe, you can feel the head of his cock rubbing against your cervix. "Two… two-x?"

"Finally." He rewards you with a slow, grinding rotation of his hips. A moan escapes your lips. "See? You’re not completely useless."

He walks you through the rest of the problem like that. Every correct step earns you a slow, teasing grind. Every mistake, every hesitation, earns you a brutal slam of his hips and another venomous insult. He calls you dumb, a whore, a worthless cunt who’s good for one thing. And with every insult, every punishing thrust, you get closer and closer — to the right answer — and also to cumming. It's a cruel form of reinforcement learning spurred on by his cock and the hateful words in your ear. "Now write the final answer," he commands.

You can’t. Your hands are gripping his arms like a vice, the pressure building and building to an unbearable peak. You’re about to cum again, just from the friction and the filth. You shake your head.

His grip tightens on your waist. "Write it."

Somehow, you obey. Your hand is trembling so badly you can barely hold the pencil. You reach over, your whole body stretched taut over his cock, and scrawl the final, correct equation on the page.

He looks down at your shaky handwriting. At the right answer.

"Good girl."

He slams his hips up into you one final time. That’s all it takes.

Your whole body rattles. You come apart, an endless orgasm that leaves you completely undone, twitching and whimpering against him. He lets you ride out the aftershocks, then he floods you, his hot cum shooting ropes deep inside. Then, he pulls out. Abruptly.

The sound is a wet, sucking pop. You feel suddenly empty, hollowed out. A thick, creamy white trail drips from between your legs, running in a messy line down your inner thigh.

He pushes you off his lap and you stumble, barely catching yourself on the edge of the table.

He glances down at the textbook, at the perfectly correct answer you wrote in your final, desperate moment.

"Looks like you're finally getting it."

Then he looks back at you, a mess of sweat and cum and tears.

"But we’ll have to make sure we reinforce today's lesson. Same time tomorrow."

[bktempted-deactivated20251221]

Stuffie Humping 101. Every good girl needs to know how to properly hump her stuffie. It's an essential skill, one that brings endless joy and comfort. And Daddy is here to teach you how it's done.

Step 1: Choose Your Stuffie Wisely. Not just any stuffie will do. You need one that's the perfect size and shape for riding. Look for one with a firm body and a nice, plush head to grind against. Bonus points if it has cute, floppy ears or a fuzzy tail.

Step 2: Get Undressed. Find a quiet, comfortable spot where you won't be disturbed. Strip down to your comfiest panties, the ones that make you feel most adorable. You want to be able to focus on the task at hand.

Step 3: Positioning. This all depends on your preferred humping style. Some girls like to straddle, while others prefer to ride laying on their stomach. Experiment to find what works best for you.

Step 4: Mount Up. Carefully climb on top of your stuffie, spreading your legs wide to accommodate it. Reach down and adjust its position until it's nestled comfortably between your thighs.

Step 5: Start Slow. Begin by gently rocking back and forth, letting your stuffie rub against your wet little cunny. Focus on the sensation, the feeling of it pressing against your sensitive areas. As you get more comfortable, you can increase your speed and intensity.

Step 6: Add Some Friction. Now it's time to add some extra stimulation. Reach down and start rubbing your clit, slow circles that match each rock of your hips. Experiment with different textures - try rubbing your clit against the stuffie's ears, or using its fuzzy tail.

Step 7: Ride Hard. Start grinding hard, bounce up and down if you need to. Rub and press and flick your clit, you’re so close, now’s the time to really let loose.

Step 8: Cum Hard. As you cum, press down hard on your stuffie, squeeze your legs against it, use it to prolong your orgasm. Let the waves wash over you, feeling them build and crest. And when you're finally finished, collapse onto your stuffie, hugging it tightly to your chest. You just made a new best friend.

[stillvathek]

What? Did he ask you a question?

Oh no, he did.

You zoned out again. It's just so hard concentrating, so hard having to listen to all those words and think about what they mean and and you're just a dumb girl and

He's smiling at you. Oh God.

Maybe he knows about the wet spot that's getting bigger in your panties. Is it obvious? It's not your fault. You're just so needy and you could only play a little this morning and it only made it worse and now he's

He's putting a finger on your chin so you have to look him in the eye. Oh God. He knows, he knows.

It's not your fault. You're just a girl. You're just so stupid and weak and pathetic, you can't help it. You normally just nod whenever he talks and that makes him happy and that makes you happy.

Why would he ask you a question? You're just a dummy. You don't know anything.

"You weren't listening, were you?" He asks.

You're listening now, but you can't speak, too embarrassed, too needy. Your cheeks are burning. You shake your head. Wait, was that the right answer? You don't know. You nod as well, but maybe that was wrong? You don't know.

Oh God. He's still smiling. He thinks you're stupid. He's right. Oh God.

"How wet are you?" He asks.

He knows he knows his other hand is going down going between oh God

"Ah. That wet. Explains it."

He says that, but your brain isn't really working with words anymore now, and most of them are leaking onto his fingers anyway.

[bellamay18]

bluewildcat71

He lay behind her, holding his badygirl wide open as he fucked his cock deep into her young pussy. “Look at Daddy’s cock fucking your pussy, little girl,” he told her, watching her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were squeezed tight and her mouth hanging open, panting with each hard thrust into her tiny body. He wound his hand in her hair and pulled hard. “I said watch my cock, fucking your tight, tiny little pussy.” He grunted, punctuating every word with a full length thrust. “Daddy, uhh…uhhh….stop….to…to…deep.” she cried, her eyes finally open, seeing every inch of his thick meat sliding between her stretched tight lips. He slowed down. Worked his cock in and out, letting her see his entire length disappear into her little baby hole. “See that, babygirl. Daddy has all of his baby making meat inside your little hole. Mmm,” he moaned, pumping a little faster, seeing more of her cream on his cock. “Please stop, Daddy,” she squirmed in his arms and he pulled her leg higher, opening her pussy more for his meat. “Please, I don’t want this.” He punched his cock to the hilt, felt her little cunt clamp down around his meat with each bang against her cervix. “Then why have you been looking at my crotch all the time, little girl?” He screwed her faster, her moans filling the room and her eyes were locked on the sight of his cock now fucking her little cunt. “Why have I watched you,” he grunted, grinding his cock head against her womb. “licking your lips when you’ve looked at Daddy’s crotch.” Her cunt was getting tighter, his meat was squishing in and out as her juices coated his cock, his balls. “Daddy…, Daddy…uhh…uhh… stop…stop..don't…oh god….Daddy!” He worked his cock like a piston through his daughter’s orgasm until her clenching little fuck hole got him and milked the seed from his balls. “Yessss, Daddy’s filling your little belly full…mmmm squeeze my meat…squeeze it… squeeze it…. Oh god… squeeeze Daddy.” he groaned pushing his sperm into her cervix. “Fuck!… Daddy wants a baby…. Give me a baby.. Want a baby from your little belly.” He placed his fingers on her clit and worked it, swirled and circled it. Rubbed and stroked it, making her wiggled on his still pulsing cock, making her little baby hole continue to squeeze him dry and he gave her one more orgasm before his cock slid out of her cum filled hole. “Oh, babygirl,” he moaned, feeling the gush of juices and cum rush out of her hole an onto his cock. “Mm, I think Daddy just made a baby in you, little girl.”

[eroreverie]

It Started With a Hairbrush

I really hadn’t meant to obviously, but I had accidentally left a video on my lap top of me using a hair brush on my self that I’d made for my boyfriend. I didn’t even think about it when my step father had asked to use my lap top. And I honestly didn’t even remember it at all. Not even after catching his eye brow raises at me. I’d  definitely felt a different vibe from him over the next few days, and I brushed off the several lip lickings he’d done while looking at me while sitting at the dinner table, or on the couch while watching tv with him and my mom.

It wasn’t until my mom got called into work three nights later and it was just me and him at home on the couch watching tv.

As the movie we were watching went to commercial he looked over at me.

“What?” I said furrowing my eyebrows looking at him, wondering why he was staring.

He smirked. “nothing at all.”

“What’s that look for then?” I asked.

“Just thinking.” he said.  

I rolled my eyes. “About?”

He seemed annoyed by my eye roll as he sat up straight from slouching on the couch.

“About whether or not a hair brush is all you’ve ever had in your pussy” he said bluntly.

I sat up straight now. “Excuse me, ..what?”

He laughed. “See, here I thought..you had done it on purpose” he said.

“done what on purpose?” I said, I remembered the video I had made, but wasn’t sure how he knew about it, and then it hit me.

“Shit” I said.

He laughed.

“You weren’t supposed to see that.” I said, then I thought about and got a little angry. “wait…You watched it?!”

He laughed. “Well, I didn’t know it was you at first….not till after you came, and you know…” he said laughing and I felt embarrassed. I knew what he meant, he didn’t know it was me because it started as the close up of my pussy , and after I came i’d shown myself sucking my juices off the handle of the brush, and licking it.

“Oh my god..” I said putting my head in my hands.

“I thought you left it on there on purpose, I thought you wanted me to see it or something.” he said with another laugh.

“Why would I want you to see that?!” I yelled looking at him, I was mortified.

He shrugs. “dont know…I know how hormones are at your age..figured you were trying to seduce me” he laughed again.

I scoffed. “Augh gross.” I glared at him.

He laughed. “Hey…” he said acting offended as he held his hand to chest. “Dont hurt my feelings now.”

“Did you tell my mom?” I asked him in a panic.

“Pfft, absolutely not..and I’m not going to…don’t worry miss porn star…your secret is safe with me…” he said teasing me.

“Augh” I said. “this is so fucking embarrassing” I said holding my face in my hands again.

“meh…” he said. “Not that big of a deal…we can just act like i never saw it..”

“yeah right..” I said looking at him.

He grinned. “ You’re right…it’s going to be pretty hard to forget.”

I glared at him. “Shut up..it’s not funny”

He shook his head. “Oh I’m not joking….can’t really forget something like that…”

I sighed, and felt sick. My own step father had seen my pussy. Not only that but saw me fucking it with my hair brush. Saw my putting said hairbrush in my mouth and sucking it afterwards. I swore to myself at that moment Id never take another video, another nude ever again. My boyfriend would have to deal with it.

“If it makes you feel any better, it was really fucking sexy” he said.

I glared at him again and gave him a look. “WHY would that make me feel better, and DON’T BE GROSS!” I exclaimed.  “you’re my STEP FATHER!”

He shrugged. “But I’m still a man. And I just meant…whoever the video was meant for, will enjoy it…i mean….made my dick hard” he shrugged.

“Gross!” I said.

He laughed. “What? Was that not your intention, to make someones dick hard?”

“Not YOURS!” I yelled.

“Well sorry, like I said, didn’t even know it was you at first…so..yeah…my dick got hard.” he threw his hands up. “I’m a man for fucks sake…even after i realized it was you , the shit stayed hard as a rock.”

“Stop it! Gross! Stop! I don’t want to hear that!” I yelled shaking my head. “oh my god…so gross.”

“guess I shouldn’t tell you I watched it more than once then, huh?” he laughed slightly.

I was fuming. This was NOT funny. “What?! You did what?”

“Oh yeah..” he grinned and laughed. “Watched it about five more times…you really know how to work a guy up.” he said looking at me.

“Disgusting” I said.

He looked at me. “Sent it to my email too….watched the next day, the next…a few times this morning…” he said.

“Stop it!” I said at first thinking he was teasing me. and watched him pull his phone out of his pocket and then tap the screen a few times and then turned the screen towards me. I gasped when I saw my video on his phone, the start of the video, my hair brush inside of my cunt, and the play button on the middle of the frozen screen.

“Oh my god! Delete that ! right now!” I screeched as I got up and lunged over the couch for his phone. He laughed holding it up in the air , my hands causing him to drop the phone behind him on the floor behind the couch.

“Oh come on…don’t take away the best spank bank material ive had in years” he said laughing as I tried to crawl over him and off the couch, but he grabbed me aggressively and pulled me back over his lap, his hands quickly smacking my ass through my leggings.

“Ow! What the fuck!” I yelled as I tried to push myself up as he laid me over his lap, holding me back down and smacking my ass again, harder. “what the fuck are you doing! Let me go!” I yelled as his hand then went between my legs and pushed against my cunt through my pants, grabbing it, rubbing it.

“Fucking quit it!” I squirmed more, seriously trying to get up, and then his hands leaving my cunt to assist his other hand in holding me down over his lap.

“that shit looked so fucking wet” he said shaking me as if to command me to hold still. “let me make it drip just like it did in your little video, hmm?” he said with a growl as he shook me again as I continued to squirm, slapping my ass , what felt like as hard as he could.

“you’re sick!, fucking stop !” I yelled.

“If you’re fucking yourself with hairbrushes baby, you’ve gotta be desperate “ he said and pushed his hand back over my pussy grabbing it.

“you need a few fingers in that tight little thing don’t you?” he laughed and growled at the same time and I felt his fingers push hard against my pussy, rubbing me.

“No i dont! I said.

“I think you fucking do” he said, and I felt his hand go right down the back of my pants and back between my legs, and he pushed his fingers up and down my pussy, between my lips, pushing my thong panty into my cunt. “Take these fucking pants off, and your little thong” he growled. As his hand slid out of my pants and started to push them down, I squirmed getting away off the couch, but only helped him to pull off my pants as I crawled away from him. Feeling his hand grab , scratching at my lower back and he grabbed the back of my thong, ripping it as he pulled at it. I screamed as he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me back to him, my back to him as I squirmed against him, putting my legs straight and pushing the heels of my foot against the floor, making my whole body stiff, trying to make it hard for him to hold me, as I rocked side to side, trying to get out of his hold.

“Let me fucking go!” I said, as he laughed at how mad and frustrated I was getting.

“You need to calm down and let daddy dip his fingers in that sweet little pussy..” he growled in my ear. and I snarled and shook my head.

“No!” I said “Let me GO!”

He chuckled and raised his hand to my throat, the other wrapped tightly around me as he growled into my ear.

“I’ll tell your mother all about your little porn video you’re sending to you boyfriend…and ill post that shit…all over the fucking internet…im sure good ole grandpa would love to see his sweet angel being a whore when I send it to him on Facebook” he laughed.

“you wouldnt fucking do that!” I challenged.

“To get my fingers in that pussy…I’d do just about anything” he said, and the way he had said it, I believed him.

“Don’t know why you’re even fighting it…you know it’s going to feel good…you know your pussy is going to love having my fingers inside it..” he laughed as he held me back against him, holding my face now with one hand, his other reaching down, rubbing my pussy, all four fingers just pressed against my pussy lips, massaging my pussy, my clit. I whimpered in disgust, whimpered because even though I didn’t want it, of course it felt good anyways.

“I hate you” I seethed.

He laughed. “I know.”

“So much so..” he said as he slid his fingers down, letting one of them push between my pussy lips and near my hole. “ that you’re already fucking wet.” he said as he pushed it into my wetness and dragged it back up to my clit rubbing it. I squirmed.

“little hair brush fucker…” he teased me and continued to rub my clit in little circles, still squirming to slightly protest, trying to let him know I didn’t want this, even though the more he did it, the more it was harder for me to believe I didn’t.

I squealed as he quickly grabbed my legs flipping them up holding his one arm under my knees, holding my legs up as his hands rubbed my ass and smacked my cunt. I jumped as I sat curled almost into a ball.

“time to make all the hair brushes in the house jealous.. “ he said as his hand then reached back to my pussy and his finger rubbed against my hole.

I hated the teasing remarks he made about the hair brush, but I gasped slightly as his finger teased my hole.

“Mmmm” he laughed slightly. “good little hair brush fucker…” he said.

“shut up..” I said as I panted and bit my lip as he continued to tease me. I whimpered, hating myself , wondering if I should put up a fight again.

He laughed and the tip of his finger pushed inside and made me squirm as he held me curled up.

“mmm…” he said sliding his finger in and listening to me curse.

“oh fuck” I whimpered as his finger sunk into me.

“We should make our own little video..” he groaned. “Show your boyfriend how your step daddy fingers that pussy?”

I said nothing , and did nothing but moan as he began to fuck my pussy with his finger, my hands curling, grabbing onto his pants.

“Make a bunch of videos of me putting all sorts of things inside that pussy…would you like that…I bet you would..” he groaned and I moaned.

“So fucking tight, I wonder what we can fit in here.. “ he said groaning as we both listened to the sound of my pathetic cunt, soaking wet, being fingered.

“Mmmm sounds even wetter than it did in the video” he groaned. “Do my fingers get you wetter than that fucking hair brush?” he growled.

I whimpered and felt my pussy squeeze itself, I wanted more, I wanted it faster, I wanted him to make me cum just like I did on my hairbrush.

“Yes” I answered his question.

“Mmmmmm” he groaned. “You need more fingers.” he said, skipping over just two and adding three, I moaned out loudly and panted as he started to drive them into me.

“oh fuck” I yelped as my whole body was shaking with the force his hand was giving his three fingers as they fucked me.

“I think you need to let me record my fingers fucking your little pussy, show you off to all the guys at work, they’ll be jealous knowing what a little slut of a step daughter i have” he growled. “show them how wet your teenage pussy gets, how fucking tight, that you can barely handle three fingers” he groaned shoving them in harder, and throwing me to the side onto my back , and getting up on his knees on the couch between my legs looking down at me. I watched him undo his belt buckle.

“It’s no hair brush” he said, as he grinned taking out his hard cock, stroking it, so proud of all his hair brush teasing. He looked thick, and his dick looked painful, bigger than any of my boyfriends for sure.

He grabbed my phone off the table, and I didn’t stop him as he pressed record, pointing the camera at my face.

“Your girl just let me finger her pussy…get it real nice and fucking wet…” he pushed my legs apart further and lowered the camera, with one hand and pushed two fingers back into me, fucking me again, fast, making sure that the camera would pick up the sounds of my wet cunt, I could feel it dripping, and I moaned, arching my back, cursing as his fingers curled inside me.

“I’m about to make your bitch cum all over her step daddys dick…” he said. “her hair brush if off duty today…hope you enjoy watching me fill her pussy up with my dick….and putting a  nice big load in that cunt…” he said slapping his cock on my pussy, making sure the camera panned in closer as the head of his cock pushed against my hole.

“tell the camera you want daddy to put it in you” he said pointing the camera back at me.

I bit my lip, as I arched my back in anticipation my ass lifting from the couch.

I looked into the camera. “Put it in me.”

[lilangelbud]

I could hear the laughter before I even stepped into the living room. Dad’s friends were over again, their voices booming, glasses clinking, the smell of whiskey and cigars thick in the air. I should’ve known something was off when Dad called me downstairs, his tone too casual, too dismissive. But I’d been naive, thinking it was just another one of their poker nights.

“Come sit with us, sweetheart,” Dad said, his voice dripping with a false warmth that made my stomach twist.

I hesitated at the edge of the room, my eyes darting between the three men sprawled across the couch and armchairs. They were all looking at me now, their smirks predatory, their eyes raking over my body like I was something to be devoured.

“Relax,” one of them chuckled, his voice rough and slurred. “We’re just having a little fun.”

Before I could process what was happening, one of them— the one who’d always made my skin crawl with his leering stares—stood up and grabbed my arm. His grip was bruising, his breath hot and sour as it hit my face.

“Daddy!” I cried out, my voice shrill with panic. But Dad just leaned back in his chair, his eyes cold, his lips curling into a smirk.

“Don’t worry, honey,” he said, his voice low and almost amused. “They’re just going to show you a good time.”

One of them yanked me onto the couch, his other hand already sliding up my thigh. I tried to push him away, but he was too strong, his weight pressing me down into the cushions.

“Please,” I whimpered, tears already streaming down my face. “Please, stop!”

But they just laughed, their voices blending into a cacophony of cruelty. One of them handed dad a joint, and before I could react, he was forcing it between my lips.

“Take a hit,” he growled. “You’re too tense.”

I choked on the smoke, my vision blurring as the drug took hold. My body felt heavy, numb, like I was trapped in a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.

“There you go,” he murmured, his voice a sickening purr as his hand slipped under my dress. “Just relax.”

I tried to push him away again, but my arms felt like lead, my movements sluggish and weak.

“Look at her,” one of them sneered, his voice dripping with mockery. “She said she’d never fuck us, and now she’s soaking wet.”

My cheeks burned with shame as I realized they were right. Despite the terror clawing at my chest, my body was betraying me, my panties growing damp as his fingers pressed against me.

“Daddy,” I sobbed, my voice breaking. “Please, make them stop!”

But Dad just watched, his expression unreadable.

“Be a good girl,” he said, his voice cold and final. “You’re not going anywhere.”

Their hands were rough as they yanked my panties down, my dress bunched up around my waist. I could feel the cool air on my bare skin, the weight of their stares on me as they undressed me like I was nothing more than an object.

“Look at her,” voice thick with lust. “She’s fucking perfect.”

He didn’t waste any time. He pushed my legs apart, his cock pressing against my entrance. I screamed as he thrust into me, the pain sharp and unbearable.

“Please,” I begged, my voice cracking. “Please, it hurts!”

But they just laughed, their voices echoing in my ears as he pounded into me, his hips slamming against mine with a brutal rhythm.

“Daddy,” I cried again, my voice choked with tears. “Please, make him stop!”

But Dad just lit a cigar, his eyes glinting. “You’ll be fine,” he said, his voice calm, almost soothing. “Just take it.”

They didn’t let up, the thrusts growing harder, more erratic. I could feel my body breaking apart, my sobs turning into incoherent whimpers.

“She’s so tight,” he groaned, his voice strained. “Fuck, I’m not going to last.”

“Don’t pull out,” Dad said, his voice cutting through the haze of pain and panic. “Knock her up.”

My heart stopped.

“No,” I gasped, my voice barely a whisper. “Please, no!”

But it was too late. His body stiffened, and I felt him release inside me, his cum filling me in deep, pulsing spurts.

“There you go,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. “You’re going to be a good little mommy now.”

I could feel the tears streaming down my face as he pulled out, my body trembling with shock and disgust.

But they weren’t done.

“My turn,” one of the others said, his voice eager as he pushed me onto my stomach, my bare ass and pussy exposed.

“Please,” I sobbed, my voice weak and broken. “I can’t take anymore!”

But they just laughed, their hands gripping my hips as he slid into me again.

“You’ll take it,” he growled, his voice filled with cruel satisfaction. “You’re going to take every last drop.”

I could feel my mind slipping away, the pain and pleasure blurring together into a haze of sensation.

“You’re so wet,” he taunted, his thrusts growing harder. “You’re loving this, aren’t you?”

“No,” I whimpered, my voice barely audible. “Please, stop.”

But they just laughed, their voices cruel and merciless as they used my body for their pleasure, my cries and sobs nothing more than background noise.

“Look at her,” Dad said, his voice filled with glee. “She’s cumming again.”

I could feel it, the orgasm tearing through me despite the shame and disgust clawing at my chest.

“You’re nothing but a slut,” they sneered, their voices blending together as they continued to use me. “You’ll always be our little whore.”

My body gave out, my mind slipping away as they continued to take turns, their cruel words and degrading insults the last thing I heard before everything went black.

[mascpuppyboy]

It's summer, and I'm at the beach. I came with my friends but they're all scared of the deep water so I've waded out much farther than them. The water is almost up to my tits. I'm having fun just being out here, bobbing up and down with the waves.

Something bumps into me and I stumble, almost going under the water, but a pair of strong hands grabs my waist and keeps me from falling. "Whoa there, sorry for bumping into you".

I turn around to see I'm in the arms of a tall man, who looks like he could have ten, twenty years on me. My back is pressed against his bare chest. I blush. "It's no problem", I say, "thanks for catching me". I try to move forward but his hands tighten slightly. "Um," I laugh nervously, "you can let go of me now."

He doesn't say anything. One of his hands snakes around my waist until he's holding me in place with his whole arm, and the other one slides down my belly, underneath the water.

"What are you doing!?" I try to tear myself away but his grip is too strong.

"Shhh." He whispers in my ear. "Do you want everyone to know what we're doing?"

His hand slides into my bikini bottoms and I whimper as he fondles my pussy. He strokes my lips back and forth, just rubbing me with his big, calloused hand.

"Stop," I whisper. This time he doesn't respond. He dips his middle finger in between my lips and teases around my opening. He trails his finger up, stopping just short of my clit, and drags it back down. Then he does it again. And again. Each time he stops torturously close to my clit, only to stop at the last second. With each pass heat builds in my cunt, and shame rises up in my throat.

Then finally, without warning, he touches my clit. I hold back a gasp as he begins to rub it in circles. By now I'm fighting to keep my hips still. His hands are skilled, and my pussy is starting to throb with pleasure. He chuckles lowly. "You like that baby? You like it when I rub your little clitty?". I can only whimper in response.

His hand starts getting faster. I barely notice his other hand leaving my waist until suddenly two fingers slip inside me, and I have to stop myself from crying out. He strokes the inside of my pussy and immediately finds a spot that makes me clench down around his fingers. He keeps rubbing that spot with laser precision, working my clit hard and fast, and soon my knees go weak as I cum hard.

"There you go baby," he says in a mockingly sweet tone, "your first rapegasm. Wasn't that nice?" I squeeze my eyes shut. It didn't mean anything. It's just a biological response, it doesn't mean I liked getting raped.

His hands slip out of my swimsuit and for a second I think he's going to leave me alone. But then he hooks one finger around the crotch and pulls it to the side, exposing my cunt under the water. "Don't worry sweetheart. You'll enjoy this too".

Something blunt presses against my opening and I only have a moment to process before he shoves his cock into my pussy. My jaw falls open. I've never been stretched like this before. Sure I have toys at home, but none of them are as big as this stranger's cock, filling me up like nothing else ever had. Then he starts moving, and my mind goes blank.

He fucks me in short, fast strokes, keeping his cock buried as deep in me as he can. He keeps hitting something deep inside that I distantly think is my cervix, but that can't be right. I've always read that it hurt to hit your cervix, but this feels... good. Tears run down my face as the thought hits me. It feels good. His cock battering my poor little cervix is making me see stars. I find myself bucking back into him, unable to stop my hips from seeking more pleasure. Then his hand finds my clit again, starts rubbing it furiously, and I'm gone. My pussy spasms around his cock, pleasure coursing through me. If we weren't underwater I'd be sure I squirted.

He grunts and stills inside me, and his cock pulses as he cums right up against my cervix. I whimper pathetically as I realize what that means for me. I'm not on birth control. Never have been.

After he's emptied his balls inside of me he pulls his softening cock out of my pussy, and politely repositions my bikini bottoms. He gives me a light peck on the cheek and whispers, "you're welcome baby". Then wades back to shore.

I stay in the water for a while, staring into space and trying to process what just happened. In the end I just rejoin my friends and finish my beach day. I don't see the man again; he must have left after he was done with me. We play around in the sand, get ice cream as the sun sets, and eventually say our goodbyes and head home.

And the moment I'm alone in my room, I shove my hand down my pants and try to pretend it's his.

[eroreverie]

It Started With a Hairbrush 2

I watched him point the camera at my pussy, with a large grin on his face as he chucked, his cock in the other hand teasing at my hole.

“Oh yeah…” he said with satisfaction, as he pushed his cock back and forth over my pussy, between my lips, pushing it into the wetness, slipping back and forth.

“We’re going to make a real video now…” he chuckled again. “Me fucking that nice tight hole” he said as his hand left his cock and he used his fingers from one hand to spread my pussy, holding the camera closer to my cunt, showing off my tight hole, that i could feel squeezing as it ached for something inside it.

“mmm fuck…look at that” he groaned, and then let his fingers slip from spreading me, and slid two fingers back inside me. Grinning as I moaned.

“Hear that? That’s the sound of your girlfriend being a good little slut for her daddy…” he said and started to finger me faster. “Damn your pussy is so fucking tight.” he said and I could feel my cunt squeezing his fingers, tightening around them, the sound of my pussy getting finger fucked filled the room.

His fingers slipped out and then his hand was back on his cock, and he pushed the head of his cock against my hole, as he raised the camera, to get a view a full view, holding it up to make sure the camera could catch the very second he would enter me, as well as the reaction of my face.

I rolled my hips upwards, my pussy begging for it now, letting him know I was ready. I bit my lip, I didn’t want to verbally beg for it, i was still ashamed, and my mind was screaming at me to stop him , but I was so wet, so horny, and his dick was there, and it was ready, and so big. I rolled my hips again.

“Look at her, squirming like a little slut, craving her step daddys big dick” he chuckled again, and spanked his cock on my pussy, hitting my clit with it.  He laughed as I moaned and squirmed more. My hand reaching down to rub my pussy, he smiled down at me.

“Rub that horny little cunt.” he said as he jerked his cock watching me rub my pussy, my fingers moving over my clit. I moaned looking at him.

“Look at the camera…” he said and my eyes shifted to the front lens of the phone.  “Tell the camera what you want….tell your boyfriend what you want daddy to do to you”

“ I want you to fuck me” I said almost inaudibly.

“Louder” he said.

“I want you to fuck me!” i said louder, and grinned.

“Tell the camera…tell your boyfriend..” he said.

I looked in the camera, hating myself as I writhed with my hand rubbing my pussy, my fingers slipping down and one curling up into my pussy.

“I want my step dad to fuck me.”  I said. I moaned. “I want his dick inside me.” I moaned fingering myself deeper looking at the camera.

I watched him snarl slightly as he exhaled and slapped my hand away from my pussy and pushed the head of his cock against my pussy.

I’d expected more teasing, but instead screamed out as he thrust himself forward and into me, every inch.  I felt him rip into me, the thickness of his cock felt like it was tearing me open as he stretched my cunt out for himself as he dove into me. A loud groan coming from him.

“Holy shit, that’s tight…” he groaned and pulled out, and again, slammed himself into me, I screamed out again.

“Ow!” I yelled out, my mouth falling open again , and I winced as he pulled out, bracing myself for the next thrust. Whimpering.

“Hold on tight…” he grinned. Sliding himself out and leaning over to the coffee table, and propping the phone up, switching to the lens view to the selfie view, as he set it up against a candle on the table , facing us, making sure the camera showed me on my back, legs spread for him, waiting to take more violent thrusts from him.

He moved back and looked down.

“Lift that fucking shirt up, show me those tits.”  he demanded, as he pushed the head of his cock inside of me, and thrust into me again. I moaned out loudly as I pulled up my shirt.

“Take it off” he growled, grinning as he watched my tits bounce as he thrust into me, watching me struggle to pull my shirt up and over my head, as he fucked me. I got it off and tossed it over the side of the couch and watched him put one hand on the back of the couch leaning down, the other hand above my head on the arm of the couch.

His hips were raising and lowering, and he drilled me, pumping his hips and cock into me. His hand moving from the back of the couch , to quickly pull down on the cups of my bra, letting my tits fall out one at a time.

“Mmmmmm” he said laying eyes on them, his other hands leaving the back of the couch as he pushed himself back up , and pushed his hands over my tits, grabbing them as he fucked me.

He turned his head towards the camera, leaning down slightly to make sure it caught his grin as he lifted his hand from one of my tits smacking it, making me gasp and then moan.

“Her pussy is mine now…” he said looking at the camera. “No more hair brushes for this little slut….” he chuckled and looked back to me.  “not when she has daddys big cock to fill it, right bitch?”

I said nothing and moaned as he looked at me, his hand reaching for my throat, squeezing lightly.

“I said, RIGHT BITCH?” he growled.

I nodded and he grabbed my face, smacking me across my jaw.

“Little slut.” he growled.

His head turned the camera. “She’s a little fucking slut” he growled. “Loves daddys dick.” he grunted and looked back at me. “Tell the camera what nasty slut you are…tell it what it feels like to have daddys dicks inside that tight pussy” he groaned. I turned my head, looking at the camera, feeling him drive his cock hard into me, letting the camera catch my open mouth and loud scream , he’d purposely done it.

“Im a slut. “ I moaned.

“What kind of slut?” he groaned, his dick fucking me faster, my tits bouncing on my chest, groaning as I moaned out, arching my back.

“ A dirty slut” I whined and reached my hands up over my head, grabbing onto the arm of the couch as he started to fuck me hard, and fast, consistently. Keeping his pace, groaning, and me moaning.

“Tell your boyfriend what it feels like , taking daddys dick up in that pussy” he groaned.

“It hurts…” I moaned out, gripping the arm of the couch harder as he thrust deeper into me. I screamed out with a high pitched moan. “it hurts so good” I whined, I could barely take his thrusts, he liked that it hurt me, I could tell.

“Keep talking…keep telling him..” he groaned.

“his dick is so big” I moaned. “it keeps stretching me open…fucking me deeper” I wailed with another high pitch moan as he went even faster, fucking me wildly.  

“he’s gonna make me cum!” i yelled. “ he’s going to make me cum on his dick” i moaned out and turned my head back to my step father, who was focused on me, a serious face, focused on fucking his “dirty slut”, his grin was almost evil proud of himself as I looked up to him, panting telling him “you’re going to make me cum”.

“oh yeah, you dirty bitch…” he groaned with a snarl. “cum all over that dick just like it’s your hairbrush….” he growled. “mmmm you like your new hair brush dont you ..unghh…little..fucking..slut” he said as he continued to bring me closer, and closer.

“show your boyfriend how good daddys dick makes you feel, by cumming all over it like a good girl” he grinned. “cum on daddys dick” he whispered to me, looking into my eyes as he grinned. “do it…show him…” I watched his face snarl as he watched me start to cum, a devils grin on his face as I felt my pussy squeeze, and contract around his cock.

“yeaaaaah, YOU FUCKING SLUT…CUM ON THAT DICK FOR DADDY” he said loudly, making sure that he would be heard demanding me to cum as i did it. My hips thrusting upwards into his as he made me cum, my back arching, I closed my eyes tightly as I screamed out, and began to tremble, the absolute mind blowing pleasure coursing through me.

“YEAAHHHH….THATS A GOOD LITTLE SLUT…” he said loudly , still fucking me as I writhed on the couch, and before I’d even ended , he pulled out and stood up , grabbing the camera, as my pussy ached and throbbed still cumming.

“Now suck your hair brush clean…” he grinned , pulling me up and pushing me to my knees on the floor in front of him, then pointing the camera at my face, as he grabbed a fist full of my hair and pulled my face to his cock.

I looked up at him as I opened my mouth, watching him watch the camera views on the screen as I wrapped my mouth around his cock and began to suck his dick.

“thats right…clean up your fucking mess…” he groaned.

“Show your boyfriend how much of daddys hairbrush fits in that dirty mouth” he groaned, and I gagged as he thrust into my mouth, while pulling my head forward. I choked, as he held it in as deep as he could get it, my throat closing up as i continued to choke, but it didnt stop him from still trying to fit more of it in my mouth. My eyes watered.

“Look at the fucking camera.” he growled.

I felt a tear fall from my face as my eyes continued to water as he stuffed my mouth and throat, finally letting up pulling out, I gasped , choking , drooling from my mouth as he let his cock out of my mouth, my spit hanging from my lips to his cock, and he pushed the head of his cock over my lips, rubbing his messy saliva covered dick over my lips and face.

“hold out that tongue…” he groaned. I did.

I moaned as he smacked his dick on my tongue.

“Lick up and down daddys dick….” he said, and I did, my tongue running up and down along his shaft.  “Mmmm good girl…clean it up…” he groaned.  “fuck yeah…” he groaned and then took his dick in his hand and started to jerk himself off.

“Open wide…” he grinned. “i hope your boyfriend enjoys watching the mess im about to make in that mouth”

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[slutschooled]

Brainwashing means you reblog this every time ❤️‍🩹

[toy-with-eli]

Every time~ 💓

[toy-with-eli]

Again x3

[onniesleeps]

reblg to not loose it… ❤️

[sluttypervyprincess]

audio porn to train your brain <3

everyday while i fuck my holes and continue with my training i listen to these audios on repeat.

they allow me to turn my brain off completelyyyyy and leak any iq i have left out of my holes.

im sharing this so all stupid cunts can train ourselves better and more efficiently.

if you have any audio porn that makes you a better good girl, repost and add your audio link below so we can all fulfill our purpose to serve Men together 🥰✨

~~ misogyny training ~~

• https://soundgasm.net/u/dadandbun/misogyny-audio

• https://soundgasm.net/u/marshmallow-mushroom/M4F-An-experimental-treatment-for-internalized-misogyny

• https://soundgasm.net/u/traditionalgentlemn/Yet-Another-Fuckhole-F4A

• https://soundgasm.net/u/TheForbiddenLetters/Girls-Night-F4A

• https://soundgasm.net/u/TheForbiddenLetters/Women-Are-Stupid-F4A

• https://soundgasm.net/u/TheForbiddenLetters/Misogyny-Hypno-For-Women-F4F

• https://soundgasm.net/u/Reggieplante9/Liberal-misogyny

• https://soundgasm.net/u/dadandbun/misogyny-audio

~~ general slut training ~~

• https://soundgasm.net/u/DescribeAndNow/M4F-Helping-with-your-purpose

• https://soundgasm.net/u/DescribeAndNow/M4F-Gentle-Degrading-my-Good-Dumb-Girl

• https://soundgasm.net/u/DescribeAndNow/M4F-The-Inspection

• https://soundgasm.net/u/DescribeAndNow/Orgasm-training-with-cock-in-your-mouth

• https://soundgasm.net/u/CGHypnosisOnYT/Good-Girls-Get-Reprogrammed

• https://soundgasm.net/u/DescribeAndNow/M4F-Gentle-Degrading-my-Good-Dumb-Girl

~~ dd/lg ~~

• https://soundgasm.net/u/DescribeAndNow/M4F-Daddys-Little-Humper

• https://soundgasm.net/u/DescribeAndNow/M4F-Pacifier-Cock-2

~~ rape encouragement ~~

• https://soundgasm.net/u/DescribeAndNow/M4F-Practice-Telling-Me-No

• https://soundgasm.net/u/DescribeAndNow/M4F-Tell-Me-No-Practice

• https://soundgasm.net/u/DescribeAndNow/M4F-CNC-fantasy-encouragement

• https://soundgasm.net/u/Reggieplante9/Rapeslut

~~ animal training ~~

• https://soundgasm.net/u/DescribeAndNow/M4F-Sweet-Loving-Degrading-Big-Cow-Girl

• https://soundgasm.net/u/DescribeAndNow/M4F-Animal-Training

[notenrightt]

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[biyil2]

😍🥰 so amazing

[sadisticdepravity]

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[ddduhh]

This makes me so wet

[dirtyify2]

Good girl suffers

[fvckmyholes]

Fuckkkk always reboot

[sweetsy-s1ut]

This always manages to make me fucking soaked

[toosensitivekitten-deactivated2]

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another one i’m not sure if i could upload to soundsofpleasure so i do it here (and also i’m too lazy, tbh) 

coercion is another one of my favorite kinks so i just had to make an audio about it. enjoy!

[canadiansir]

I don’t wear condoms.

[paternalstranger]

Admit it - how many of you have gotten knocked up just like this?

[killz0ne3-deactivated20250521]

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Your kidnapper feels your holes for the first time and starts to realise that maybe he doesn't want to let you go after he's done - approx length 5:20

[killz0ne]

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this audio starts out gentle and encouraging but quickly turns aggressive as I ignore your pleas for me to stop and even mock you for them, continuing until I force you to climax at the same time as me, making your body betray itself - approx length 4:10