Minotaur bull cocks who press the flat head against your hole and feel the resistance, and then try to push their hips a little harder to urge it in
And then after they relent and finger you a while to loosen you up, their cock head gets angry and red and drippy with anticipation. How dare they not be able to just immediately mount you like they would a heifer?
That's the price to pay with a pretty little thing like you with the tightest grip any Minotaur could imagine
They try again with that big fat flat piece, pressing it against your entrance, and waiting... waiting...waiting....waiti-POP! Immediately your grip has them twitching and nearly bucking in. It's addicting. They push slowly for both your sakes, because they don't want to explode right away, and they don't want to ruin your wet fuck hole, at least not like that.
Bottoming out takes a full minute of deep breathing and shaking from both of you, and the Minotaur pleads for you to relax before his cock just breaks off.
Just then, you smile tiredly up at them, and gently squeeze down your walls around them, and watch this huge burly minotaur lover nearly crumble. Turns out this is you relaxed,
And you just made them cum for the first of many times tonight.
The issue with living somewhere cold is that nagas don't like it.
Make no mistake: nagas are not technically cold blooded. They are capable of regulating their body temperature, at least to some degree. Otherwise, living only a few miles south of Canada would be completely impossible for your boyfriend.
They're just not that good at it.
Take a naga. Any naga, because this is a species-wide trait. Place them in any location lower than sixty degrees Fahrenheit. And watch them immediately start attempting to either gather blankets or wrap themselves around the nearest source of warmth. Having an office job with a naga means gaining an understanding of where, exactly, every heating vent in the building is by simply observing where all the nagas are attempting to put their desks.
You've also figured out where the heatings vents in your apartment are, because your partner has moved your bed directly under one and promptly vanished under the covers.
"It's not even that cold out," you tell him.
The lump on the bed shifts slightly. None of him his visible, but there is a tiny opening near the front of the mound. He calls it a 'breathing hole.'
"It's freezing. If I go out there, I'll die."
Aversion to cold is a species-wide trait. Whining about it is unique to your partner.
"You won't die," you say. "It's like. Fifty-six degrees. You're only in danger once it's below freezing."
He emerges enough that you can see his face. "You're a freak. How are you even comfortable like that?"
You're wearing shorts and a T-shirt. "I'm going for a run."
He shoves himself out of the covers in an enormous heave. "What? You're leaving?"
"I told you, I want to take up running. You can come with."
He shakes his head. You shrug. You weren't expecting him to come. You turn to head out of the house and-
"Ack!"
Movement is hard when there's a four hundred pound snake man hanging off your shoulders. Actually, even standing is hard. You sag helplessly to the ground. Curse his massive, muscular tail.
"What are you doing? Stop!"
"I'll freeze to death if you leave me." The tail contracts and he starts dragging you back to the bed. "My beloved is abandoning me to the elements."
"You will not freeze, the house is perfectly warm." Struggling is no use. He drags you under the covers and starts coiling around you.
"I won't freeze now," he says happily, burying his face into the crook of your neck. Admittedly, his nose is like a chip of ice.
"You have a heated blanket under here, you were never going to freeze."
"You're better," he sighs, then succumbs back to sleep. You sigh. It's technically warm enough that he doesn't need to brumate, but he gets sleepy more often and more intensely during cold seasons.
And, admittedly, it is very warm and cozy under here.
After a long day, your slime girl roommate and you are too tired to do anything more than splay out on the bed. It was a hot one today though, and both of you cant get comfy. Thats when the slime gets an idea.
She says she can hold just enough shape to form a bed of her own and you can lay on top, claiming having a wider surface will cool her down and allow you to cool down on top of her. This doesn’t seem like a bad idea.
You climb on top and try not to lose your balance. It feels like a jiggly water bed who is giggling at your every touch. After inching your way to the center, you finally collapse, sprawled out on top of her. You both sigh at the cooling effect and how comfortable it is.
Closing your eyes, you feel like you’re drifting through space, supported by your roommate’s gel. That is, until the cool slime starts creeping over you. She’s subtle at first, brushing your legs and sides. Quickly, she moves more obvious in intent, rubbing your thighs and fondling your breasts.
In seconds you’re just as hot and blushing as you were before climbing into this situation. However, the soft moans escaping your lips show just how in love you are being bound in slime.
You know they never really talk about how the genital compatibility is with height differences that are bigger than a certain amount IE monsters and humans but I was just thinking about it and honestly it would be so funny if the one monster you fuck has like the equivalent of a micropenis for his / her species. And therefore that's why you guys are just barely compatible on the shaft to hole ratio
Ok i’ve thought about this too but in a sexy way 😭Big monster who really likes you but is so so nervous about having sex with you because to his kind he is small and he feels inadequate, but to his surprise you’re relieved and excited when you see him naked? He thinks you’re just flattering him when you say it’s perfect until he sees how you writhe and moan from him inside you
A magic monster dildo. It gains power as you use it until eventually it can take its full form. In the middle of using it, suddenly it becomes an actual monster and starts fucking you.
The little out of the way oddities shop was a little rundown, but you'd been through this kind of place before. They always had that specific smell, depending on what was stocked it could be musty, a faint formaldehyde or even a perfume smell. But every one of them had it. This one had something even more odd, a heavy odour that was musty with a hint of petrichor. It was actually somewhat pleasant, and you wondered about the source. Eventually as you perused the random assortment of bones the shopkeeper popped out of the back.
"Hello there! I thought I heard the door. Are you looking for something specific or just browsing?" The stout older lady asked you with a smile.
"Oh, just looking for the odds and ends I'd like to add to my collection." You told her with a smile of your own, then pointed at a particular bone, "Is this a baculum?"
The lady perked up, "Why yes it is! Raccoon to be precise."
You two chatted about bones for a small while until she let you wander more, retreating once again to the back. You were looking at some small fertility figures when the lady came back out with a medium sized box, setting it on the counter beside you.
"Now it isn't everyone I show this to, but I thought it might interest you!" she said as she opened it, the dark wood lined with a deep green silk cushion. In the middle was a rather odd shaped phallus made from a deep grey transparent glass, the base complete with a rather generous pair of testicles. It was thick and textured with veins, and a slight S curve along the length making the end tipped upwards. The tip was obscured by a foreskin, the thickness making you wonder just what the shape would be.
Your mind started to wander to if it would be like a man's mushroom head, a flared horse cock, or a dog's conical tip. You snapped back as she kept talking.
"The last seller, an older lady come her from Germany, said she'd gotten it at an estate sale from a wealthy bloke whose wife had mysteriously disappeared some years before his death. This was one of the random things that had been in her wardrobe when it got sold off. She said only a truly curious person should have it, whatever that might have meant." She chuckled, and you smiled at her as she continued, "I suppose you're the first person to bring it to mind, what with the baculum bones and all. Would you consider adding it to your collection?"
"I... suppose it's piqued my interest. Did she ever say what it was made from?" You asked, staring at the impressively detailed odd cock.
"She said she thought it was crystal when she first got it, but I'd reckon this is some kind of coloured glass. Anyways, I'll tuck this at the register and let you browse more and mull this one over. Call me when you need me!" She breezed off, leaving you staring at the figurines without really looking at them.
Looking around you found the items that you wanted, bringing them to the register. When you rung out to decided why not, a random weird dick wasn't the weirdest thing in your house. It would get a really good laugh from some of your friends too.
Soon you were on your way home, everything tucked neatly in your passenger seat. You kept thinking about the cock, and as you unpacked things to your collection you left the wooden box for last.
Bringing it to your bed, you sat down and opened it, taking out what you essentially thought of as an old fashioned dildo. An expensive old fashioned dildo, this level of detail in glass would not have been cheap. You looked it over, your fingers rubbing along the smooth surface.
It wasn't quite as thick as your wrist, but it was as long as your forearm, and you weren't a small person. Tracing over the veins, you kept finding your mind wandering to just where it would hit you thrusting in and out. You decided after a quick clean it wouldn't hurt to try it out. Your weekend just started and you had no plans, a rare thing indeed. Time to enjoy yourself.
Once both you and the dildo were cleaned, you took your time with your fingers and your imagination to make yourself ready to take in the hard cock of some beast, you finally positioned the cock's head to push into your now wet pussy. As it slid into you slowly you moaned, the filling feeling unlike the other dildos you had. You were so close to cumming before it was fully inside of you, slowly pushing it in and out as it stretched your pussy delectably.
You shuddered as you finally buried it to the hilt, gasping with pleasure as you slide it out halfway and bury it back inside you. You started stroking your clit and fucking yourself with the dildo, enjoying the feeling of its curved and veins inside you.
You kept getting vague pictures of a large grey humanoid creature in your head as you plunged the dildo into you over again, like it was the one fucking you. This kept going as you started crying out, at last burying it inside you and arching off the bed. You squirted and tears came to your eyes, collapsing back onto the bed.
"Holy shit. I should have put a towel down." You remarked to yourself, laying there in surprise on your bed.
---
You eventually got enough energy to get up and clean up everything. After some food and some TV you found yourself back at your bed, thinking about the dildo again. It sat on your bedside table, as you looked at it you remembered the amazing orgasm you got the last time and wanted more.
Grabbing the dildo you decided it might be fun to ride it. Putting a towel down, you didn't really have to do much to make yourself ready, already wet with the memory from earlier. You lowered yourself on it, throwing your head back as you sank down. The filling feeling was just as good as the first time, and soon you were riding it full force.
Again images came to your mind, a little sharper as large grey hands held your hips, urging you to sink their cock deeper inside you, and you obliged. Slamming down on the cock you felt your need burst and your chest fell forwards, one hand moving the dildo in and out of you while the over arm prevented you from face planting into the bed.
You shuddered and squirted again, not quite ready to let this end you fucked yourself with the dildo a little more. Riding the last of your orgasm and pulling out the dildo you gave one last squirt, moaning into the bed.
Finally you stopped shaking so bad, slowly collapsing onto your side. With some embarrassment you realized you had drooled during that orgasm. Using the towel you wiped yourself as best as you could and crawled under the sheets, putting the dildo onto the bedside table and falling asleep.
---
You woke up in the middle of the night, super horny after some hazy dreams with the grey creature and you fucking each other. You didn't even think as you grabbed the dildo and flipped onto your hands and knees, sinking your chest down. You moaned as you lubed up the head of the dildo with your wet pussy, slowly pushing it in. You didn't fully put it in, teasing yourself with only pushing it do far before sliding it until just the head was still inside, then slowly pushing it in just a bit further. As you did this you noticed it was nice and warm and almost felt like it was throbbing inside you. As it finally filled you all the way you let out a very loud "oh god yes, fuck me" and arched your back.
The next thing you knew two hands grabbed yours, bringing them behind your back. "What the-" you started as you were surprised, only to be cut off as one of the large hands held your arms in back behind your back and forced your face into the bed. Suddenly the dildo didn't quite feel like a dildo, it was definitely throbbing. You moaned as it slowly pulled out of you, a deep sound of pleasure coming from behind you. You gasp as it pushed back inside, the angle different and hitting you in all the right ways.
You couldn't stop your moaning as you started to get slowly fucked, a second hand on your hip holding you still. You were getting a slow burn, enjoying the way it felt building inside you. On the next pull back the cock was pulled out of you, and you made a sound of protest. When your arms were released you rolled onto your back, meaning to see what the devil had happened.
A large grey humanoid creature just as you had dreamed was already crawling on top of you, deep red eyes fixed on you. There was a pair of black curling rams horns coming from a thick head of black wavy hair, with goat-like ears and a nose and mouth between a human's and a goat's snout. The deep red eyes locked into yours as their large hands found your body.
With a gentle touch you were pushed down onto your back, a knee sliding between your legs to part them. You looked down to see a cock, the same shape as your dildo but definitely flesh, very erect between their legs.
Had you not taken the very same shape three times in the past twelve hours you would have been wary of this fitting.
A hand slipped under your leg and lifted it around the creature's hip, and their head broke your view of the cock that you wanted so badly as a mouth started playing with your nipple.
You moaned and instinctively put your arms around them, one hand burying in their hair on the back of their head and the other sliding down their back. You felt more than you heard the deep throaty sound come from them as you touched them, and found yourself enjoying whatever this was immensely.
Both your nipples were given thorough attention, but you wanted to feel that cock inside of you again. With the hand on the back of their head you slowly tightened your grip on their hair, bringing them up to look at you. Reaching your hand down, you found their cock and grasped it firmly, stroking it back and forth while biting your lip. This was apparently a universal enough signal and you got a growl from them. Shifting back to their knee between your legs you found yourself staring at the cock. Finally taking your hand and stroking it from the tip back you find your answer to what precisely was under the foreskin.
The tip was almost like a man's but a little more bulbous, and you moaned a bit as you remembered the slow burn from earlier. You guided the tip to your pussy, moaning as they pushed the tip in. Their hand came to your clit and started stroking, the other grabbing the bend of your knee and opening you up more to them. Between the quickening pace on your clit and the way they moved the tip of their cock just inside you, you wanted more.
You wanted to be fucked, and you didn't want it to be gentle. Looking into their eyes you heard yourself say, "Please fuck me. I need you to come inside me."
It was like a dam broke inside them, and their hand left your clit and grabbed your other leg. With both of them now your knees were pushed towards your chest, and now you were at their mercy. Bracing themselves on your bed you cried out as they pushed inside you with force.
They tipped their head back and closed their eyes, deep in your pussy and throbbing. You whimpered, wiggling beneath them. When they opened their eyes they pulled out and pushed inside your again, watching as you moan.
This continued with them picking up the pace until finally you were being properly fucked. You cried out and made sure they knew exactly when they did it just right, not wanting this to end.
As you were getting close they leaned back, hands on your legs to make sure they stayed open. They started fucking you and you cried out louder, grabbing the sheets as their cock slid in and out. They hit you just the right way with every stroke and you wanted more, hips moving to meet theirs, trying to bury their cock inside you even deeper. You were lost in the ecstasy, this creature filling you and fucking you and you started to orgasm.
You didn't start squirting until a few orgasms in, but they didn't stop burying their cock inside you, taking all your pleasure in and making you shudder under their intense stare.
You watched as they tilted their head back, grabbing your waist and jarring you with their next few strokes, bringing on another crashing orgasm as you felt their cock twitch and pulse inside you. You were being filled with cum and it made you orgasm harder, crying out "yes please fill me".
They groaned at your words, hips bucking a few more times against use as they bent forwards and laid their head on your chest, one hand on your hip and the other behind your head. You wrapped your legs around their hips and arms around their shoulders. You held onto them as you felt their body shudder as their cock kept pumping you full of cum. You kept holding them as you felt the last shudder of their entire body, and their cock stopped twitching. Still they stayed like this, and you didn't really mind.
You must have dozed off, because you woke up to no one with you in the bed. When you sat up you felt the dildo inside you. You slowly pulled it out and gush of cum came with it, followed by a steady drip. You looked at the dildo, the cum, the dildo and the cum again.
"You better come fuck me again, we're not done until I can't walk." You said, pouting at the dildo. It warmed and throbbed in your hand, making you smile and stroke it lovingly.
Monster under my bed who stuffs me full of his tentacles every night while I sleep, and breeds me full of his cum. I always wake up refreshed and soaking down there, thinking it’s just a very good wet dream…but it never is.
Yeah yeah, everybody loves being bend over and used over and over by an orc, so do i! But it came to my head that orcs would probably find shaving absolutely ridiculous. (As they definitely do with many other things humans do)
Being married to an orc who has been through wars and more wars to no end, having scars in basically every part of his body, known for being absolutely merciless with his opponents, and he ends up being a complete sweetheart to you.
Is he like.. twice your size? Nah, he's bigger actually, and yet, he's always controlling his strength so he doesn't hurt you. Making sure he isn't applying too much pressure on your body so he doesn't break you in half.
Your Orc husband finds it strange when he finds you shaving. He's so confused, especially when you say "body hair is unhygienic"—isn't it there naturally to protect your skin or something?? Why are you removing your natural defense???
I imagine him pointing at your intimate parts and asking "Where's the hair??" all confused during sex cause he expected a bush like the one he has.
Even after you explain that most humans don't like their mates with body hair he's still confused, 1 because he ain't no fucking human, and 2 because he's basically a walking forest. Dude has WAY more hair than you, and you actually think he'd mind you having the same? Oh spare him the hypocrisy.
Dude would probably throw all your razors away insisting you don't need them and they're just a waste of money. He has seem the pink razors on the store, okay? He finds it an absurd that pink makes the price of stuff go up.
Honestly, if you want something pink, he just buys the same thing in another color and either paints it or manages to dye it pink.
origamiaround
stormborns
kianamaiart
blakekathryn
