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Hello there! I'm a late-20s yr old asexual and autistic who likes to write stories involving monsters. You can find me on other socials under @monstersflashlight, too. Highly recommend Bluesky and Insta because I give book recs, and post weird shit on (and cat pics). Back-up account is @whiskis and main account (if someone is interested) is @angela-feelstoomuch. Header by @kn1ghtmonster
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hey can i request a story where reader comes across a newborn gnoll and discovers it has an appetite for something other then flesh ;)
Request2: I think people are sleeping on gnolls. They've got the ferocity thing of werewolves, a pack structure that encourages sharing, they're matriarchal so there's lots of wlw/femdom potential, and the females have a pseudo-penis they can use for penetration!
A/N: I wrote this to be f/f but when I re-read it I realized it could also be gn, so here. Enjoy!
Hunger for you
Gnolls x gn!reader || heat (implied), oral sex, rough sex
When you first saw her, you were on your way to the grocery store and she was wiping tables at the local restaurant. Your eyes met for half a second, and in that tiny slip of time, something inside of you snapped. And by the looks of it, she also felt it.
She stared at you intensely. For so long that you could feel her eyes burning holes in your back while you walked away, confused by the sudden emotions brewing inside of you. Your hole was clenching, you felt hot all over, and your arousal was shimmering at low for the rest of your trip to the shop.
When you walked back, she was resting her back on the brick wall outside the restaurant, her big body looking incredibly imposing. And once again, when your eyes met, your body warmed to the point that your clothes felt suffocating. You tried to rush, your steps further and further apart, faster and faster until you were almost running. You were so focused on getting home that you barely registered a voice calling your name. How did she know your name? You couldnât care about that, you needed to get into your house so you could get some kind of relief to your growing arousal. What was wrong with you?
The second you opened your door, a big paw appeared next to your head, pushing it open and helping you inside. You were panting, literally panting, and your hole was clenching painfully over nothing. The only word that left your mouth was a soft plea, and she acted in seconds.
Your clothes flew through the air, her words explaining how you were going through something called a heat, but your brain was too scattered to focus on her words. You stared at her paws groping your body, focusing on the way her long tongue was exploring your neck and moaning your name. You could barely think straight on a normal day, but right now, with a strong gnoll in front of you shredding her clothes? You were done for.
Your vocabulary reduced to âpleaseâ and âhurryâ, and her claws methodically talking all the clothes off your body before they found your hole. She cursed so loud it rang in your ears, and you rolled your hips, asking for more and more. You were still in the middle of your living room, but who cared when you were so fucking horny you felt like burning.
The gnoll in front of you helped you to your back, the cold tiles feeling incredible against your overheated skin. Her voice got reduced to a husky growl against your neck, and you were desperate for more, curling your legs around her middle and letting out a gasp when you felt her pseudo-penis rubbing your hypersensitive hole.
Luckily for you, she seemed as desperate as you, so it didnât take long for her to be right where you wanted her most. Her pseudo-penis at your entrance, her long tongue against your neck, and her hands gripping your hips so tightly you knew those were going to bruise. Your brain melted into pleasure at the mere thought of being marked by her.
Youâd never needed anything with such intensity before. And you were ready, even if you werenât sure for what. She could do whatever she wanted to you, and youâd be thankful. âThis is going to be rough,â she whispered against your skin and you nodded frantically. Wanting it. Needing it.
After that, everything felt like a blur of bodies, pseudo-penis, and you were feeling better than you ever had. Your bodies dance to a tune never heard before while she fucked into you like her life depended on it. Yours surely did.
Between her âI didnât know humans could be so delightfulâ and âyour hole belongs to me, nowâ, you couldnât catch a breath. Her filthy words and even filthier movements in and out of your hole were like kryptonite to your fried nerves. You wanted it all. You needed it all. Your whole universe was focused on the point where she was fucking into you.
And when your orgasm approached, it was like a collision of galaxies creating an expansive wave that threw your own thoughts out of your brain. You screamed, or maybe you didnât. You moaned, or maybe you remained silent. Your body was not your own when the only thing you could feel was blinding pleasure while your body shook under hers. She continued fucking you through it, and by the time you came back into your senses, she was roaring over you, her head thrown back and her claws pinching your sides when she came undone on top of you.
She fell to the side not to crush you under her weight. A vague memory of what they said about gnolls filtered through your incoherent thoughts. They ate their sex partners. They finished with them and then they ate them. She was breathing hard next to you, but his fangs looked incredibly big in the low light of your living room. A spark of fear ignited inside of you, and she looked to the side, her eyes fixated on your face. She arched an eyebrow, a clear question left in the air between you.
After a beat of silence you couldnât hold yourself back. âIs that- They say-â You voice was breathless, trying to explain to her why your heartbeat was going crazy. âAre you going to eat me now?â You finally let out, too fucked out to be really scared, but the spark of fear still shimmering inside of you.
âIâm definitely hungry for some flesh,â she growled next to your ear, and you let out an undignified squeal when her rough paws found your hips and she lowered her face until she was close to your neck. She nibbled at the tendon there, sending mixed signals of fear and desire through your body. âIâm going to devour you,â she lets out in a low tone that is nothing but sexy.
In a movement so fast you barely caught it with your human eyes, she was between your legs, and his way too long tongue was pushing into your hole. The scream that left your mouth was so loud you were pretty sure your neighbors were going to call the police. But the heat of her tongue was so good inside of you that you didnât care if you ended up in prison for noise complaints. Fuck it.
Her voice is exactly the same as he remembers it, âhello, son.â
Glyxx is staring. He knows heâs staring. But he canât truly believe what his eyes are seeing. Thereâs no way. She was dead. There was no other choice but for her to be dead. The idea that she wasnât⌠That opens so many other questions that he has no time to ask. But sheâs staring back at him. His mom is staring back at him. The mom he believed death more than 180 years ago.
But sheâs there. Right in front of him. And he could have had a million reactions, but his gut feeling is utter betrayal. The drakonian in front of him has been alive for these past 180 years, and heâs just finding that out. All the years he spent suffering, struggling to even have something to bring to his mouth. All those sleepless nights, all those moments where he was so angry he couldnât control his inner fire, and almost sent him to prison three times. All of those happened⌠and she was still alive.
He doesnât even flinch when he lets out his next words. âIâm not your son. Not anymore. That kid died the day he was put on a ship and sent to another planet.â
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Imagine being surrounded by a dragon's horde. He left a while ago, and you got tired of waiting, so you decided to explore. The first thing you checked were the windows, which opened to a field filled with flowers and the most amazing views of the mountains you've ever seen. You aren't sure where you are, but you know there's nobody else around. It should fill you with dread, maybe you should be scared, but right now you can only feel the anger boiling inside of you because he not only kidnapped you, but he ran away before you could scream at him because of it.
You continue exploring, finding room after room of fine paintings and the most beautiful dresses and jewelry you've ever seen. Every place you look at, there's something ancient and probably expensive to look at. You are mesmerized, but the anger keeps boiling over all other feelings.
Movement behind you startles out of your spiral. You turn around to see a scared-looking dragon who is tentatively stepping into the room you are in.
The dragon appears in front of you, carrying at least twelve grocery bags that he unceremoniously drops in front of you. A few ice cream containers fall from the bags, and you stare at them. Then at him. Then back at the ice cream. He doesn't offer any explanation.
"What is this?" You ask him, more confused than anything else. He left hours ago, he dropped you into this castle and ignored your existence, and all of sudden he's back and dropping a bunch of ice cream in front of you.
"Ice cream. You- You said you wanted your ice cream... So i went and got you some. I didn't know which one was your favorite, so I picked one of each. I hope that's okay. Yes. Okay. Ice cream," he stutters through his little speech, and you hate how adorable you find that.
I don't remember my most recent dream (legit feel like its on the tip of my tongue but I got nada)
But I do remember the "ending" of the one before that, which what happened was I made french toaster sticks and they burned in the microwave. đ
Made me so sad that I had to buy french toaster sticks and redeem my dream self (they were yummy)
Also, don't know if this can count as gossip (maybe more a vent) but I wanna put something a little more than a burnt yummy dream.
I play L&Ds, which has a feature is you can play a crane game with him to get a plushie (or up to 5 if you get one on every turn, which has never happened to me)
There is this one plush that is a black unicorn I've been very badly wanting. Purely cause when I came across it last month, I grabbed it once and then couldn't touch it again cause the little fucker was in the corner.
The other night I came across it again (its a rarer plush), Sylus tried getting a different plush the first two turns, asked which one I wanted and tried to get it on the third, then let me try my shitty hand the last two turns. Which no I did not get it, it was once again hiding in the corner. I swear that fucking plush hates me. I swear it does.
I'm tempted to spend in game money to try to actually get it but there's a lot of drama going on with the company rn and most of the fans are boycotting (not spending money, not logging in, even uninstalling)
I don't have the heart to uninstall and can't get myself to not log in to at least say hi and give him kisses and headpats ("kisses" best I can do anyway. I kiss my finger and then tap his face with that finger)
My support with the fandom comes in the form of reblogging information I find to try to help keep people updated and not spending money on the game.
Here be my one and only, a gif of chibi dragon him chasing his tail (I thought it too damn adorable not to include), and some fluffy baby tax.
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Request: the sweet minotaur jerking off to his imagination of fucking the reader once he gets home
A/N: This is part 2 of this one story. You donât need to read that one but it would be better if you do. Enjoy!
From dinner to alleyway fucking (part 2)
Minotaur (POV) || dirty talk, degradation (on himself), public sex, (accidental) exhibitionism, vouyerism
Heâs walking home, so tired after a crushing day at work, when he sees you running down the street. Heâs almost obscured by the shadows, and heâs pretty sure you donât see him. He watches you run into the alleyway, his heartbeat going a mile per minute, the possibility that you are being followed, and he has to intervene too big for him to rest.
He follows you from afar, and when he sees the big gargoyle landing next to you, heâs ready to charge in his direction. His horns wonât be able to do much against his stone skin, but he can definitely try. Heâs not about to let a gargoyle take advantage of a cute and hot human.
But thatâs not what happens, heâs far away that you donât see him, but close enough that he can hear the conversation. âShh, itâs me, kitten,â the big gargoyle says while he crowds you against the wall.
You clearly know the gargoyle, and by the way your bodies are pressed together⌠You know each other very well. Oh. Oh! It takes him a minute to realize heâs the one being weird here.
âOh, but it is, kitten. You are so scared, such a sweet little lamb running away from the big bad gargoyle chasing you downâŚâ Heâs getting dizzy hearing the gargoyleâs dirty talk. His dick has never been so hard. âYou smell so much better now⌠All scared and horny. My kitten is always ready to play, isnât she?â
You are trembling in the gargoyleâs arms, your whole body shivering while the adrenaline crashes, but he can smell your arousal from where heâs still hidden around the corner. He can smell his arousal, too. Itâs intoxicating. The mix of you and the gargoyle is making him as hard as a rock. Harder than the gargoyle right there. He feels shitty, he feels like a creep, but he canât look away from you two.
And then the gargoyle starts to touch you, and he feels his eyes glued to the image. This feels better than porn, the mortification of him being a creep in this situation is only making him harder. Heâs going to hell for this, but good goddess, he canât look away.
And the gargoyle keeps talking, much to his demise. âYou go out looking this delicious and no underwear on? Itâs like you were wanting to be chased by a monster,â the way he growls the last phrase is enough to make his balls tingle.
âIâm- Iâm sorry,â you stutter, sounding incredibly cute and adorable, which only makes him feel worse⌠and hornier. âItâs laundry day,â you continue. âI- I didnât- Fuck. I didnât have clean underwear.â Heâs losing his mind at the idea of your pretty human pussy. He reaches up to rub the base of his horns, sparks of desire and pleasure shooting down his spine and right towards his dick.
âI think you are lying. I think you like to go out without underwear. It makes your pussy wet to think someone could catch a glimpse because you are a dirty, dirty kitten.â
Heâs never been into dirty talk, but he could be convinced if itâs the gargoyle talking to him like that. The idea of the big gargoyle crowding him against the wall and telling him how much of a pervert he is. How dirty for looking at them right now⌠He has to bite down on his lower lip not to moan out loud.
âAll fiery and bratty until I get my hand on your pussy. Itâs like you have a remote control, the second I push the right buttonsâŚâ
He would pay for the gargoyle to touch his buttons right now. To touch his dick. To shove him to the ground and feed him his stone cock until he canât think anymore.
He cups his dick over his pants, feeling filthy and unable to stop. The gargoyleâs voice is still low and arousing, and he wants to cry out in pleasure with the little friction he gets. âOh, but you like it, donât you? You like that Iâm finger-fucking this pretty pussy in the open. You love the idea that somebody could walk by and see your being my good little kitten.â You moan, and his knees buckle. He has to support himself on the wall not to fall. âOf course you like it. You are such a nasty girl. And tell you what? Because you were slutty enough to not wear underwear⌠Iâm going to fuck you right here. Thatâs what you wanted, isnât it? You wanted to be fucked like the filthy kitten you are.â
The gargoyleâs words carry across the space, and he grinds his teeth together, his dick twitching so hard he can feel the buttons of his pants against his shaft. Heâs leaking so much, thereâs a huge dark spot at the front. He needs to release the tension. He opens his pants and grabs his dick, trying to ignore the little voice in his head calling him bad names. But who is he trying to lie to? The little voice makes his dick harder.
And when he pulls down your top and exposes your pretty boobs to the air⌠He has to open his pants before he loses his dick because of the pressure of his pants against it. Embarrassment boils in his veins, but he canât look away. You look so good, and the gargoyle is touching you. Heâs still talking⌠And heâs losing his mind.
A hand on his horn, another one on his dick⌠And heâs so ready to come already. But he wants to see this happening. He wants to see how you look when the gargoyle fucks you against the wall. Right there. In the middle of the city. In a dark alleyway. While he looks like the pervert he is.
Feeling dirty and filthy makes his knees weak while he continues to stare like a creep while you two go at it in front of him. You are bouncing on his stone dick, and heâs grunting, mumbling nonsense that he canât hear anymore. The ringing in his ears is too loud, his dick too hard⌠Heâs so close. He can finish before you realize heâs there, he only needs to finish and⌠They turn in your direction.
âHeâs going to jerk off thinking of your sweet pussy and pretty tits, kitten⌠Bad luck for him that this is only mine.â He can barely see what the gargoyle is doing to you, but you throw your head back to moan and he snaps out of it. He puts his dick back inside his pants and runs across the street, running from his own perversion⌠and releasing his dick halfway through the little walk.
The second heâs hidden in the shadows, his hand is back inside his pants, jerking himself fast and hard, his whole body flushed, heat licking all his cells while he remembers everything he just saw. The huge gargoyle looks good enough to eat. You pressed against the brick wall. No panties. No bra. Looking absolutely debauched and ready to be fucked. Right there. For anybody to see. For him to see.
Added to his embarrassment for being such a pervert, he canât stop rubbing his dick. The piercing at his tip makes him whimper as he continues jerking furiously. His knees are weak under him. He doesnât know what you guys are doing right now, but the images in his head are enough to send him over the edge. Thereâs so much of it, he canât control it.
He doesnât even have time to point towards the wall, his dick exploding right over the crotch of his pants, soiling his underwear in the process. His heart is going so fast, his mortification making his dick twitch one last time before he releases it. Itâs a whole mess. His hand is covered, his pants and underwear completely ruined⌠And he keeps staring across the street, to the alleyway where heâs sure you two are still fucking.
He wants to go look. He wants it more than anything. But he leans against the wall instead, his knees weak after the orgasm. He tucks himself in his pants with a grimace, the wetness there a reminder of his perversion.
It takes him a couple more seconds to realize his wallet is not in his pocket. In his rush to run out of there when the couple saw him, he fumbled with his pants, dropping his identification and money right in the street.
He looks across the road, where the gargoyle looks to either side before focusing on the little brown square on the ground. Fuck. His wallet. The smirk that breaks on the gargoyleâs face is nothing but predatory, and he canât do anything but shiver. Looking at them like a pervert once more, across the street, his pants still soiled after his embarrassing releaseâŚ
He hides further in the alleyway, obscuring his presence, but somehow, the gargoyle looks straight at him. He breathes rapidly, trying to convince himself that thereâs no way the big gargoyle can see him from across the street, but the back of his head is tingling either way.
Much to his mortification, his dick twitches again inside his pants. He can feel the heat on his face, the lava pooling in his lower abdomen. The moan that escapes his mouth is pathetic, and the gargoyleâs smirk grows even bigger. You appear behind him, cuddling to his side and looking disheveled.
He curls his arm and wing over your body, showing you his lost wallet and nodding once at whatever you respond. Fuck⌠What is going to happen now? They know him. Are they going to report him for being a pervert?
Hi all! I opened a Patreon and here's some info on the different tiers and what each one include + their price. Any doubt don't hesitat to ask me thru ask box or DM. :) This doesn't mean you won't be able to commission through ko-fi anymore, that will still be an option for those of you who want longer pieces or can't indulge on Patreon but want a one time commission kinda thing.
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Everything already mentioned.
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Tier 3 - Monster fucker - 10$/month
Everything already mentioned.
One writing commission (1-3k story) every two months. So that's one the first month, one the third month and so on. Also, if you want to commission more, you'll get a discount for being part of this tier.
NSFW Art of my OCs. Uncensored version of the ones at the tier before.
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Everything already mentioned.
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Everything already mentioned.
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I need to do my nails later today, which means I need to choose a color. Options are: dark blue, grey with douchrome silver or a third secret option I'll unlock when I open the nailpolish drawer.
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One more month, we're back with a special themed-week over Patreon. Join to read FOUR! stories next week with exhibitionism kink as the main kink explored. All of the stories will be original and very, very spicy! I tried to include four different kind of couples, and I think they turned out pretty good!
EXHIBITIONISM-KINK WEEK STARTS NEXT WEEK!
So, I highly recommend you to check it out, for only 6$/month you can get A TON of exclusive stories, and for 10$/month you get a commission!
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Exhibitionism week 1. The park: When your minotaur boyfriend suggested a run through the park, being fucked behind the bushes wasnât exactly what you were expecting, but you arenât about to deny him when you want it, too.
Exhibitionism week 2. The cinema: Your orc boyfriend loves a little too much to get handy in the darkness, no matter where you are. But why would you say anything when you are enjoying yourself?
Exhibitionism week 3. The botanical garden: Who could have guessed that going to visit the botanical garden would end with you tied to a tree and fucked by a dryad? Not that you are complaining either way...
Exhibitionism week 4. The window: Visiting your werewolf boyfriend at the office is always fun, especially when he decides you donât smell enough like him so he has to fuck you. Right there, right now, in front of the huge windows⌠and with people watching right across the street.
Request: Would a threesome (transwoman, nb and nb fem) with sub dom dynamics [like the banter you had for a your You can take it fic] with some consensual intoxication and if thats okay topic wise? Monsterwise I'm open, slight pref towards demon and or naga type deal? If any of that is no good, no worries I can also provide more flesh out ideas if helpful.
Three dicks are better than two
Transfem!demon x nb!naga x nb fem!reader || sharing is caring, (light) dom/sub dynamics, dirty talk, oral sex, double peen, double penetration || tw: drugs (mentioned)
Laying down on your bed after a night out is always great, especially when your partners loom over you. Your body is pliant and soft under their hands, after a bit of magic in your drink earlier, you can feel everything a thousand times more. Itâs like they turned something on inside of your body, making you feel like you were about to cum with every little caress.
But at the same time⌠itâs not enough.
The sight of your naga partner touching your demon girlfriend in front of you only adds fire to your already burning desire, and the way they look down at you like youâre about to be completely destroyed by dick⌠You want it.
You might say that last part out loud. âWhat do you want, honey? Do you want my dick?â Your demon girlfriend asks, her voice soft while her hand continues to fuck into your pussy with two thick fingers.
You moan, unable to respond while she continues her attack to your senses. Sheâs been playing with you since you got into the car, and you feel like you want to explode.
Your naga partner seems amused next to her, kissing her neck and winking at you over her shoulder. âYou want that? You want all of us?â
You know what theyâre asking, they want to know if you can take three cocks at once. You know thatâs what theyâre going for⌠And you⌠You want that, you really want that.
âI- I-â You try, but your demon girlfriend chooses that moment to curl her fingers and rub over your G-spot until youâre shivering, your back arching while they chuckle at your pathetic self. Your voice cuts with a guttural moan that would make you embarrassed in other circumstances.
Your demon girlfriend is slowly jerking herself off with her tail curled around her dick, and your mouth is salivating just thinking about having her.
âYou always get so needy when you get your pussy touched, I wonder how long would it take for you to start rutting your pretty hole against my hand. Do you want to cum, honey?â You nod frantically, your eyes unfocused while your partners both play with you like youâre their personal toy.
âTheyâre too needy to ask for what they want, letâs just give it to them and use their body like our personal fucktoy,â your naga partner states. You moan at their words. That mouth.
Your demon girlfriend laughs, her movements more controlled now, pushing her fingers the right way to get you insanely horny without helping you over the edge. âIâll ask again: do you want it, honey? Do you want all of us?â Her words have no meaning in your pleasure-drunk state.
âOf course they want it, look at them. Theyâre already leaking just thinking about being full of cocks. Theyâre such a pretty toy for us, always asking to be filled to the brim.â You moan, eyes fluttering from the pleasure at your naga partnerâs words. They have the best dirty talk out there, and every time they choose to use it against you⌠youâre lost.
âYouâre being too nice to them,â your demon girlfriend complains, rubbing your clit with her thumb, too lightly to give you what you truly crave.
Your naga partner just chuckles, their hands pinching your nipples almost to the point of pain. âNo. I like when they get blurry eyed and start drooling. Youâre just mad because I get both their holes and you only get their mouth.â
You have enough of their bickering, your body too keyed up, your need for them too great. âCan you- Fuck. Can you both just stop arguing and fuck me already?â You let out in the neediest tone you can muster.
They both look at you, their smirks mirroring as they grunt: âSay please.â
You donât even have to think about it: âPlease.â
âShould we?â Your naga partner asks your demon girlfriend with an even bigger smirk and a hint of mischief on their eyes.
âOkaaaaayâŚâ She tries to sound annoyed, but you can see her girl cock twitching between her legs. Yummy.
She climbs your body until sheâs sitting on your chest, her big thighs at either side of your torso, looking juicy and strong, and making you whine with need to get her closer.
She seems to catch on to your need, because she thrusts her hips forward until her leaking clit is pressing against your lips. You open immediately, your tongue lapping at the precum on the tip. She moans above you, and your eyes meet. Seeing her on top of you, looking like a true goddess is like a vision, and you canât do anything but to grab onto her hips and pull her forward until you can really suck on her dick.
Your naga partner is doing their own thing, pushing their upper dick into your pliant hole while they play with your asshole. The stretch is almost too much already, but you know you can take them. Youâve taken both of their dicks more than once. You love to take both of their dicks.
And right now, with their lubed fingers stretching your back hole and their upper dick thrusting into you like a piston⌠You donât even care if you could take them or not. You canât think properly. You donât even remember how human bodies work when theyâre opening you up so beautifully.
Your girlfriend thrusts into your welcoming mouth with shallow thrust, not wanting to overwhelm you. Her hands are in your hair, and sheâs controlling every tiny movement so you donât do her dirty and go for her full dick. Sheâs always so caring, even in these situations.
Your naga partner on the other hand⌠They donât care. They stretch you just enough not to hurt you badly, but push their lower dick on your stretched back-hole while you let out the most obscene array of sounds around the girl dick in your mouth. They keep going and going, pushing their dick into your ass and pressing the one in your pussy incredibly deep. The stretch always amazes you, your body opening so much for them it was insane.
And then itâs game over for any coherent thought in your brain.
You can feel every inch, every ridge and every textured part of the three dicks inside of you at the moment. Your demon girlfriendâs controlled and shallow thrusts not to choke you, the way your naga partner doesnât care how overwhelming it all is, going for it with rapid hard thrusts⌠Your brain canât process a single thought anymore.
Not that you want to, either. It feels too fucking good to care about anything else. You only want to be a cum-dump for them.
And they take full advantage of it. Of your body. Of your need. Of your willingness to be theirs. Completely.
The orgasm starts like a low shimmer, but explodes into a thousand fireworks behind your closed eyelids. It feels endless, you donât know if you scream or let out a silent plea, you donât know if you whisper their names or just moan until your throat feels raw and your body releases all the tension.
You donât know how much time passes since you explode and they spill everything they have inside of you, maybe a second, maybe hours. Youâre nothing but a fleshlight for them, too worked up by your own pleasure to focus on anything else.
When you come down completely, your demon girlfriend is quietly cleaning you up, your naga partner looking at you with adoration in their eyes. âYou did so good,â they praise. âDidnât they?â They ask your shared girlfriend.
Her voice is loving when she answers: âYeah⌠They definitely did.â
You close your eyes, rejoicing in their praises as sleep claims your overworked body.
When you started dating an arachne, you knew your sex life would change significantly, but nothing could have prepared you for the absolute insanity of it all.
But thatâs probably due to the fact that your girlfriend is a filthy dom who enjoys way too much to tie you down and have her wicked way with you. And well⌠You couldnât complain when it meant you were a pretty toy for her to play with as she wished. You were a bit into her filthy self⌠Or more like a lot. Maybe you were a very filthy lamia, too.
The second your body is suspended in the air, your girlfriend steps back, her smirk big as a villain as she stares at your wriggling tail in the air, your body restrained as she just⌠stares. You squirm in your restrains, but they donât give even a little bit, you are completely at her mercy⌠and thatâs so fucking hot you can feel yourself making a mess already.
Your girlfriend approaches you, her pointy fingernails making a line over your crotch, and the silk opens, revealing your wet slit and hard dick. She rubs her hands over you, making you moan loudly.
She coos at you, calling you pretty names until you are shivering and your cock is leaking. âAww, such a pretty lamia when you are all desperate to be touched. Do you want something, darling? Do you want to come for me? You look so pretty when you are tied like that, though⌠Maybe I just keep you like that all day.â Your tail is thrashing under you, she likes to keep it free so she can watch it move as she turns you into a puddle.
You try to respond, but she chooses that exact time to grab a fistful of your hair and pull your head back, sinking her teeth on your neck to mark you. Her hands are everywhere, having a girlfriend with multiple arms is never as useful as it is when sheâs trying to drive you insane with desire.
Sheâs touching your hair, rubbing her hands over your boobs and rubbing your dick and wet slit until you are begging her for more, which only encourages her further, groping all your sensitive areas at once until you are coming messily.
Your whole body feels oversensitive as she rubs her fingers over your covered breasts, guessing perfectly where your nipples are and torturing them until you are leaking again, just to make you come from nipple-stimulation and move on to play with your pretty dick again.
Itâs too much, but she doesnât seem to care as she keeps playing with you until you have come so many times you couldnât even tell her your name if she asked.
By the time sheâs done with you, your face is a mess of drool and tears and your genitals feel raw in the best way possible as she kisses every part of you sweetly.
âNext time, I think Iâll edge you, my pretty lamiaâŚâ The possessiveness on her tone made you shiver as she cut through the rest of the silk around your body, falling limp against her arms as she kisses your forehead and brings you to bed, completely exhausted.
