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health ed class where im the shy girl at the back who blushes, embarrassed when the teacher announces we're doing sex ed in class today.
the first thing he asks for is a volunteer
i normally get picked on for these sorts of things - y'know - given im the one at the back of the class that always tucks her head into her book whenever she's noticed... i do my usual interested-in-book act and hope to go unnoticed.
it fails once again.
against my volunteering-want, i pick myself up - cheeks darkening as I feel the class' attention turn to me as my chair scrapes the floor, my heels dragging as i stand at the front and look across the classroom - seeing how many judgemental pairs of eyes stare at me - today's subject.
"Now that we have someone who has kindly volunteered - will you hop up onto the desk-"
I leaned back and let myself pull my bodyweight up so that I sat with my legs extending from the teacher's desk on the front
"-And pull your skirt up."
the words took a second to resonate before my eyebrows flew up in shock. "S-sorry?"
"Show the class your pussy," he said as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. "we're in a health class and you volunteering yourself - your body - so go on, show the class your pussy."
My throat dries and closes, face draining of colour and yet heating up simultaneously, legs crossing over each other defensively whilst my body seemingly freezes at the overwhelmingness of it all.
I can't talk - my throat hoarse from the shock of it all - and instead the best i can do is shake my head erratically, not willing to oblige. was he joking? was this some example of how if you don't wanna show your body to everyone you shouldn't send pictures?
what sick thing what going on?!
it wasn't a joke though - and seemingly bad was turning to worse at the teacher frowned. "well, you've already volunteered yourself, and if you don't comply with what i tell you to do then there will be consequences, miss."
my body remained frozen in place from the shock of it all. and looking across the classroom, all the other students seemed perfectly okay with what was going on - as if there were some universe where this was normal! And if not neutral to it - some of the body even seemed to have their interests piqued by the idea, leant forwards in their desks as though trying to get closer to the action.
the teacher noticed my lack of movement and took matters into his own hands.
"Jones! Up!"
I looked across the room as my bully - the one that antagonized me for all things stupid and trivial - stood up and came to the front of the class.
"I'm going to lift her skirt up and hold her body to keep her still - i want you to hold her thighs open and pull her panties off."
this time the words clicked faster, and I pushed myself off of my arms to get off of the table and not let myself get undressed in front of the whole class - yet my teacher was faster. his arm wrapped around my body and pulled my back into his chest, his other forearm grasping at the hem of my skirt before yanking it upwards and revealing the upper skin of my thighs and the baby pink panties i'd chosen this morning - things that I hadn't expected nor wanted the class to see
"get-off- mE!" i wriggled under the teacher's hold and yet couldn't escape his grasp - and looking across the class with teary eyes, noone cared to make eye contact with me or help - instead they all made eye contact with the baby pink between my legs, uncaring for the yelps that left my mouth
the only one that looked me in the eyes was Jones. My bully, who hadn't shown kindness since I'd first joined. please, Jones... I'd whispered with a wavering tone to him - holding eye contact as he leaned down, his hands falling on either of my thighs... before he gripped them - hard - and prised them open to give everyone a better view of the pair of panties. and with both his hands occupied, his head fell between my legs as a scream left my mouth, his teeth clenching around the material to pull it away from my pussy and expose the raw flesh that evoked some scattered gasps and wows across the classroom.
"Terry, take my place holding her - everyone gather round-"
My body was grasped by a different set of arms, blubbers falling from my lips as the teacher came to my side and the class left their seats to come closer to my bare pussy - eyes fixated on the exposed mound
"This is what a real pussy looks like - this up here-"
he touched my clit and made my whole body jerk, a cry mixing ang mingling with a moan and making something of a wailing noise that seemed to make someone's trousers tighter
"that is the clitoris. the place that had the most nerves and it a pleasure point on the female anatomy. This set of lips is the labia majora - the other lips - and these inner ones are the labia minora"
i felt utterly degraded feeling him pinch either set of lips, shaking them with his words to emphasise what he said using my body - a trail of dampness following his fingers as he pulled away from my pussy
"and most importantly - this here is the vagina - the hole from which women have periods and babies from - but most importantly - the place which you put cocks, fingers and toys into to pleasure a woman."
"everyone, you may now touch and feel the demonstration."
my whole body jerked as various prods and motions were conceded on my pussy - Jones' hold firm around my thighs and stopping my from squirming or wriggling myself away from all the touch that made tears leak from my eyes
"can i finger her, sir?"
"absolutely, how else would you learn?"
a scream leaves my mouth as a pair of foreign fingers breaches my pussy, twisting and almost patting my inner walls curiously, before pulling away with a trail connecting his fingers to my pussy - fluid dripping between his fingers as the separated the two that had been inside my pussy
"okay, so, our first assignment will be to see how a pussy reacts when stimulated with pleasure"
everyone is given a chance to make me cum.
initially i scream and writhe on the desk whilst I'm instead pinned down, and have my pussy violated with fingers what scissor my walls and prod a sensitive spot until my juices spread over my shaky legs. then it's a tongue that breaches my hole with flicks and thrusts. they gain confidence though - and it's not long before a cock is inserted into my pussy and leaves stains of white over my pussy when he finishes.
my throat becomes so raw i cant speak - my mind a broken scramble and my pussy is so spent and broken that it doesn't even contract in horror anymore. it's completely passive as the orifice is breached over and over until...
"okay, that's good - now, as we still have a bit more time before class finishes... let's have some fun - everyone - find something in your bag or in the classroom to shove in her pussy to see how she reacts."
my mind is still scrambled - yet someone props a book beneath my head so that i can at least see all of the objects that are pushed into my hole - the pupils' cum acting as lubrication that allows the random objects to enter my pussy
a whiteboard pen, markers and other various stationary items enter first - testing the waters before someone tries to push a water bottle up there - then a chair leg that two people need to hold to effectively spear me with the metal rod
"good job today," the teacher bends to say into my ear as the students thank him and leave the classroom whilst im still starfished, energy dead on the desk. "clean yourself up and go the principal's office once you've done that. apparently he could hear all the racket in here and wanted a private meeting with you"
Detailed rape threat
I'd love to come into your bedroom at night while you sleep. Softly caressing your body with my fingers before smelling and kissing your neck. Slowly groping your tits as my hands travel further down. Carefully spreading your legs apart, pulling your panties to the side and take in the scent of your sweet little pussy. You're still sleeping. You have no idea of what's happening.
I get drunk on your scent and can't help but to have a taste. You taste so good and I simply can't stop tasting you. You start to move and to make faint noises but you're still asleep. I can't take it anymore. Completely possessed by your taste I remove your panties aggressively, take my cock out of my pants and simply force it inside you.
You wake up feeling your tight little pussy suddenly stretching around me. You want to scream but my hand is over your mouth. You try to fight me but I easily overpower you. You're laying in your own bed being raped by a man you don't even know. I have you pinned in place. There's nothing you can do.
"This is all your fault. You deserve this. And deep down I know you want this."
I tell you as I keep thrusting into you aggressively, seeing the tears run down your pretty little face as you accept your fate. I spit on your face and proceed to spread my saliva all over it before slapping it.
"Mmm, so much prettier. You look like a proper slut now. Let's see if you can cum like one too."
I start to rape you even harder and decide to remove my hand from your mouth.
"You're such a disgusting little thing. I know you're enjoying this. You don't have to deny it anymore. I can feel how wet you are for me."
You can't help but moan in both pleasure and pain as you feel me so deep inside you like no man ever was before. Your moans get louder and your eyes start to roll to the back of your head as you start to cum like you never did in your life.
"You're so fucking pathetic. I thought you didn't want this. And here you are cumming all over your rapist's cock! You're such a disgusting little rapetoy."
You feel way too good for me to stop so I keep using you while you lay under me whimpering incoherently.
"God, I'm so fucking close... You feel so fucking good... I'm going to breed you like a proper whore!"
My moans and grunts get louder and suddenly you feel your pussy overflowing with my warm cum...
"Such a good girl."
I kiss you on your lips, take my cock back into my pants and walk towards the door.
"Keep your door unlocked. I'll see you again tomorrow."
Thinking about showing everyone what a whore you are.
Hanging out with friends, everyone is having a good time, you're sitting next to me on the couch. I turn to the group and say, "hey, watch this." I look you in the eyes and tell you to spread.
Obediently, you open your legs for the whole party to see, smiling so prettily at me. Just the way I trained you. Everyone's laughing, but you're so drunk, you don't really understand why.
I reach a hand between your legs, rubbing so sweetly, and say to everyone else, "come on, come feel how wet she is!"
So our friends gather around, chuckling and teasing as they all lean in to feel you for themselves. I rest one hand on top of your head - you're doing so well for me.
Your whole body is suffused with warmth, now. From the booze and weed, sure, but there's another warmth, isn't there, building inside you. You barely even notice as I help you out of your clothes, but you certainly notice when my cock slaps down on your tummy.
"Hey, wait," you laugh, and as your mouth opens fingers find their way inside. They're not mine. You aren't sure whose they are. There's a raw attitude building in the room, and more and more hands are on you every second, more lips, more probing fingers.
With a jolt, you feel me push inside. You've never quite gotten used to my size, and it feels so fucking good as I stretch you out inside, pressing in every direction, and you can't help but moan with my strong, deep strokes.
Another cock is by your mouth, pushing at your lips, then another. Someone grabs your wrist and puts your hand on their cock, and someone is riding your other hand, now. I press down on your tummy as I fuck you, and hands caress your hips, your moans obstructed by the cocks in your mouth. You're such a good girl that you try to focus through the pleasure to stroke what's in your hands. People are laughing, aren't you proud to be the heart of the party?
Abruptly, the cock in your hand spasms, and you feel the hot, sticky cum shoot onto your bare tummy. Your breath catches in your throat, and with three quick, perfect strokes inside you, you cum, cum for me, writhing beneath the hands and attention of all your friends, and as you contract around me I can't help it either. You hear me moan something, indistinct over the noise of the party, over the noise of your exhibition of lust, and you feel it shoot deep inside you, spraying your womb, dripping out as I continue to thrust into you.
I pull out, slapping your aching cunt, watching you flinch. You're begging now, you need more, don't you? I half pull, half carry you over to the coffee table, and push you down on one side.
I lift one leg up, and as I force your tight little ass to spread for my thick, veiny cock, I grab your hair and pull your head back. You feel pressure as someone else, you don't even know who and I won't let you see, slides their cock inside you, my cum still dripping out. Their cock isn't nearly as thick, but it's long, long, long. You gasp as our friend pushes your cervix up into you, fucking you quick and deep as I impale you on my cock.
You start crying, hands covering you again, kisses on your neck, your shoulder blades, your spine, your fingers, and you cum again, intoxicated by the attention, losing yourself in the hedonism of it all...
After you don't know how long, you feel me pull out. You're not even sure if I came or not, but the space is filled soon enough. As you feel the warm wetness of a tongue caress between your legs, you overhear me on the phone.
"Yeah, man, get over here. Bring everyone. Oh, don't bring any condoms. You're not gonna believe this..."
thereâs something so hot about the fact that iâm literally designed to take cock.
like my pussy exists so a man can fuck me until he cums inside me. it doesnât matter what i think, what matters is that it gets wet and loose enough for someone to shove their dick in.
i especially love that i donât get to consent to getting pregnant. thereâs no active choice to be made. if he cums inside, my body essentially decides what happens â if he knocks me up or not.
itâs so⌠ahhhh . it makes me wet.
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The last thing I remember is a van pulling up to the sidewalk and two men grabbing me. I vaguely recall a syringe going into my arm and the pain of an injection but thatâs all that I can remember of when I wake up. Iâm in a dark room, tied to a chair, and gagged. There are several other girls in the room as well, all tied and gagged just like I am. The fear is palpable as we look between ourselves. Some are crying and most of us are squirming and struggling to no avail.
Suddenly, the door to the room weâre in swings open and several men walk in. No one says a word as the men go towards the girl closest to the door and pick her up, chair included. They leave with her, just as suddenly as they arrived, leaving the rest of us in stunned silence.
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Imagine we were on the same crowded train, I have you pushed against the glass door groping you, forcing my hand up your skirt, pressing my cock into your tiny little skirt, your hear my sick quiet moans, as you stay super still thinking this can't be happening frozen in shock being molested in public like this, slowly pushing harder into you, your body starts to betray you as I glide my cock under your skirt " shh if you make any noise people will hear you and know what a dirty slut you are" I whisper into your ear while I circle my cock around your ripe delicate little cunt, rubbing my cock up and down your exposed wet little slit, feeling me penetrate you as you fall forward slightly, you need to stay quiet people squished up all around you, you shake and vibrate as I slowly slide in and out of you, just some muffled moans while you bite down hard on your lip as I thrust hard keeping you pinned up against the glass, fonlding your tits while my cock expands pulses and then explodes in you, keeping it plugged in you for a few seconds before I pull out leaving a trail of cum leaking out of you" well this is my stop, thank you" as I leave the train and you never see me again
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âSooo⌠what are everyoneâs kinks?â It was that time of the night. The group of friends had started to drink a few hours ago, and the witching hour of sharing drunken secrets had begun. The shy young girl sitting quietly at the kitchen island takes a sip from her glass, trying to hide and evade the open question. With her are two couples, friends sheâs had for a while, and an older man who she had just met tonight.
Peering past the glass, she looks at the newcomer. Heâs playing with a coin, rolling it across his knuckles. It falls into the palm of his hand, and she watches it disappear into his firm grip. She admires his toned forearms while he makes a small circle with his wrist. The fist opens. The coin is gone. Confused, she glances up to his face. Heâs already looking at her - watching while he performed his trick. He smiles and winks, and she quickly averts her eyes.
âThis guy is crazy good at guessing peopleâs kinks. Heâs like a psychic for freaky sex stuff.â Her friend gestures at the near stranger. âCome on, show them.â
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Give me your unhinged tonight. I hope to feel dirty reading it
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Letâs hear all your Deep and dark fantasies worthless whores.
THE PARTY (WARNING: VERY ROUGH STYLE PLAY, TRIGGER WARNING)
The party was out of control. At a house, a friend of friend. Open french doors leading out to a pool and a slate covered back yard. white walls and beige carpet. A throng of people everywhere, drunk and handsy. People were pressed against the walls, making out, grinding together to the music. The sounds of laughter and splashing could be heard over the music.
You were sitting on the leather couch, legs crossed, your tight black dress riding up your ample thighs. The neckline was low, plunging, showing off your deep cleavage. Smooth soft skin, red lipstick and mascara. Lifting a bottle of champagne to your lips and drinking deep. Warmth spreading all through you.
There was a man sitting next to you, talking to you, putting his hand on your thigh. His finger gently massaging your flesh through the material, the tips of his fingers just over the hem of your dress, touching your bare legs. Your pussy twitched at his touch, the alcohol already making you tingle. You looked over and saw a couple making out against nearby wall. His hands all over her body.
You bit your lower lip as you watched. The manâs fingers closed around your chin and brought your mouth to his, his lips on your strawberry mouth. He bit your lower lip as his hand gripped your thigh. As he kissed your neck your head swam with alcohol and lust. His strong hands pulled your thighs apart, your skirt riding up, his hand finding the front of your panties and pressing down on your clit. You moaned out loud and he bit your collar bone, his other hand in your hair, gripping it tight.
His fingers pulled your panties to one side and slid into your slick pussy. His fingers pushed in and out of you, his mouth on your cleavage. He roughly pulled the front of your dress down, off your tits. He pulled a strap of your bra down and freed your breast, taking it in his mouth, sucking your hard nipple as his fingers sped up inside you. You were getting close, your body bucking against his digits, the shivers running along your spine.
Before you could cum you opened your eyes and remembered where you were. The party was still raging, but a few people were gathered around you, watching you being fingered. Mostly guys, but also a few women. All of the guys were sporting large bulges in their jeans, and slow smiles on their faces. One of the guys was rubbing himself through his pants. Their eyes on you pushed the pleasure to the next level and you started to shake.
âThatâs it. Cum, you little slut,â said one of the men.
You fell over the edge and started to orgasm, your eyes open, watching them watching you. The man pulled his fingers out of your dripping pussy and pushed you onto your knees. He stood over you and took out his thick hard cock. You knelt there in a daze until he slapped you across the face.
âSuck it, whore,â he ordered.
You took his cock in your mouth and he pulled your hair, forcing his cock into your throat, fucking your full lipped mouth. One of the men watching unzipped the back of your dress as you fought to take all the manâs cock down your throat, tugged your dress down to your ample hips and then ripped your bra from your body, freeing your breasts.
Your pussy was clenching as the man pulled you off his cock and onto your feet by your hair, slapping your face a few times to bring you back to reality. The group of men around you now had their cocks out, openly stroking them over you, leering at your breasts. Most of the party had stopped at this point, standing around watching you being used. Cheering and jeering at you.
âFuck that slut!â
âGet her naked.â
âFucking whore!â
The man pulled down your skirt and your panties, revealing your round ass and perfect pussy to everyone there. Then he put you on the coffee table, on your hands and knees and got behind you. You felt the throbbing head of his cock entering your tight little pussy, pushing deep into you. Filling you up as the men gathered around you, stroking their cocks. Your tits bounced as the man hammered into you, pushing deep into your pussy. Then men started to feel you, to touch your body. So many hands were on you, pulling your nipples caressing your flesh.
One of the other cocks slid along your cheek and you opened your mouth to accept it. You sucked on that strangerâs cock as the man fucked you harder, slapping your ass. The crowd jeered as he spanked you, raining insults down on you. Your pussy dribbled down your thighs. The cock in your mouth was withdrawn and another replaced it. Hands held onto your torso and breasts so you could use your hands to stroke more cocks. Your mouth was used by so many men, you lost count of all the cocks that dipped into your mouth. Maybe it was eight? Nine?
The man inside you grunted and gripped your ass, his cock swelled up inside you. He pulled out and shot a thick load of cum all over your ass. The crowd clapped. A random member of the crowd poured beer over you to wash away his load. A few of the men in front of you peeled off and went behind you. Their hands gripped your thighs and pulled you down onto the table, laying there on your side. One cock slid easily into your juicy pussy, filling you up. The other cock nudged against your tight little anus. You gasped and someone shoved a cock into your perfect warm wet mouth.
You moaned low and hard as that thick cock speared your tight ass. The other cock fucking you fast and hard in your twitching cunny. As soon as the cock was all the way inside your ass, up to the hilt, you came. Your scream muffled by the mouthful of cum that emptied into your mouth, itâs owner gripping your hair. You panicked a little but managed to swallow it all. You only had time for one heaving breath before the next cock was in your mouth.
They fucked you like that for what felt like hours. The cock in your ass swelled up so large before it came, you felt like it was going to rip you in two. Your mind drifted away on wave after wave of pleasure, as cock after cock used your holes. Your belly filling up with their cum. Your pussy and ass fucked raw and ragged as people laughed and clapped along.
When you couldnât take anymore, and you fell exhausted onto the coffee table, they flipped you onto your back and tied you down to it. They dropped some magic markers on your stomach and went back to partying. Every now and then someone would walk over and pick up a pen, write something on your naked body about what a filthy slut you were. Play with your raw pussy or tweak your nipple, feed you some more booze.
You woke up the next morning like that, tied to the table, covered in writing and warm cum. All insults about what a whore you were, about how much you love cum and cock. Your body radiating with a delicious, raw pain. A man was standing over you, jerking his cock. You tried to speak but couldnât find your voice. He got down low over your face and groaned as he shot a thick load over your face, covering you in his cum. Then he undid your restraints and you went to the bathroom to clean up.
Before you got in the shower you noticed across your forehead, in bold capital letters someone had written:
SLUT
hnnng imagine being at a concert in a short little skirt and theres a guy pressed against ur back. u feel his cock hard and twitching against ur ass and u try to get away, but the crowd is packed so densely u cant move. u try and yell for help and get peopleâs attention, but the musician and crowd are so loud no one really notices. a few do, but just watch as this man pulls ur panties aside and shoves his cock all the way in and starts raping u.
u squirm and try to get away but his hold on ur hips is too strong, his cock ramming in and out of ur pussy. heâs buried all the way inside u, rocking and rutting his cock roughly into u when he starts to play with ur clit. u let out an embarrassed whimper bc by now ur dripping all over his fat cock. he fills u up deep with his cum and pulls out, leaving freshly raped and leaking cum for the rest of the concert.
Here it is, almost a year later, option B.
CW: anonymous sex, drunk sex, questionable consent.
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Spending a weekend letting strangers use my holes seemed like a great idea if it meant being able to pay my tuition. During sophomore year I had started stripping at a nearby club after all my scholarship applications had been rejected and I couldnât afford my tuition, let alone food or rent. I had decided there wasnât a lot I wouldnât do for money. Now that I was here, however, I found I couldnât calm my nerves.
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Two weeks ago one of the girls in my sorority had gotten a new job she couldnât stop bragging about. She said she was a âPleasure Assistantâ at the Tom Cat Nightclubâwhich was a suspicious as hell job description, but nobody could deny the money she was raking in. We were all crazy curious. At first she deflected when asked about what the job actually entailed, but after a few tequila shots she spilledâher new night gig was being a human flesh light. She said there was a back room where the club provided services way beyond what we thought it did.
I canât lie, at first I was a little freaked. I mean, what kind of job even was that, being nothing but a hole for men to fuck? Surely it was illegal?
In short, yeah it was. But the Tom Cat wasnât really known as a reputable business, even for a rundown night club. Word was it was mafia front (or was it mob?). But despite that I couldnât get the idea of it out of my mind. When I asked her how much she was making, I was sold. I asked her to put me in touch with her boss.
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Now I was here, secured into a contraption my sorority sister called âthe cumdumpâ. It was a false wall with evenly spaced holes and two knee-high pillars on either side. At first I couldnât fathom what it was for, but then my⌠coworkers entered the room and showed me.
I wasnât sure I was a fan of the whole being completely naked and locked in place thing. I took a few shaky breaths. The straps kept me secure against the padded bench I was laying on and the false wall hugged me snugly around my waist, but neither impeded my breathing. There were walls on either side of me, but I could still hear my neighbors moaning and whining. Distantly, I think I heard one screaming. Over it all was the heavy thump of the bass, the club still raging beyond the back room. Every minute I lay there, gripping the bench with my legs spread wide and nothing to distract me, the beat seemed to invade my head.
I wasnât sure how long I waited for something to happen. Not too long I think, but long enough that the first brush of a hand against my hip made me yelp. There was a chuckle, then two firm hands gripped my hips, rubbing at the soft skin there. Whoever was behind me spread my ass cheeks, and just the feel of my sticky pussy lips being peeled apart sent a tremor through my tense body.
They didnât waste any time, and Iâm sure any thought of my comfort never entered their head. I could tell they were drunk by the way they kept losing balance and shuffling their feet, breath heavy and uneven. The tip of their cock pressed past my inner labia and into my unstretched hole with one sloppy thrust and I couldnât help the throaty whine that left me. It almost went unheard over my customerâs loud moan. Another thrust, another moan.
Their cock felt like a fucking battering ram forcing my pussy to stretch around it. I took deep breaths, trying to relax my muscles and ease the tight tension that kept my hands in fists around the edge of the bench. It was hard to breath though, when every too-hard-thrust forced a breathy moan out of my lungs. I was so glad I had the foresight to apply lube.
They stumbled again, pressing a good inch deeper inside my cunt. The angle changed and I heard their body thump against the wall as they likely leaned on it. When they next thrust stars flew across my vision and I moaned as they began to fuck me in earnest. They never pulled too far out, staying deep with short and fast movements. Each time their cock head slammed into my cervix, radiating discomfort and pleasure in equal measures.
The girth of them brought me almost to my breaking point. Their hips slammed into my ass with drunken enthusiasm for my slick hole. Every slide in and out forced my tight tunnel to stretch out more than I was comfortable with and I was (embarrassingly) loud about it, yells and moans leaving me without my choice.
With a gusty sigh I pressed my forehead into the bench and forced my muscles to relax into the rocking motion. As I uncurled my back and let go of the tension in my thighs their cock pressed deeper and deeper into me, rearranging my guts. They grunted and groaned above me, their voice echoing through the wood of the cumdump. As I relaxed I felt breathy moans and whimpers escape my lips, but I was helpless to stop them; my body and brain were solely centered around the cock slamming into my cervix with short, hard movements.
Their humping grew erratic, cock thrusting into me as deeply as possible in short, messy strokes. With a loud moan they gripped my hips and fucked against my cervix for a few short, firework-inducing strokes before cumming inside me.
They let their softening cock sit inside me as they catch their breath, hips still pressed tight to my ass. With the angle the cumpdump forces me into I can feel their thick semen draining into me. Then, with one last moan, they slide out of me with an embarrassingly wet sound. My breath comes shaky and I can feel my thighs trembling even though I didnât cum. Within moments Iâm alone again, waiting.
That wasnât so bad, in all honesty. Fun, in the way that all sex is fun I supposed. I slowly uncurled my fingers from the edge of the bench. Then I feel hands on my hips and a clothed bulge bumping against my dripping pussy. They ground into me, the cold metal of the zipper pressing past my lower lips and giving me a jolt of arousal. With a sigh I relaxed my thighs and waited to go to work.
Shhhh, sweetheart, don't worry. You can't get in any fights if you're tied up nice and tight in your room~
High as a kite and so drunk you can't even struggle, legs splayed wide and tied that way so you can't do anything to stop me from finding out how many fingers I can stuff in your cunt before you're sobbing through the gag in your mouth.
Because your opinions and objections don't matter, sillyâyou're just a toy, an object, a tight wet hole for me to work my fist into because your tears make me fucking hard.
Nothing but a pretty little plaything for me to jerk off with and pump full of cum. Happy Easter <3
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