stupid dog !!!

24 | perverted faggot | +18 | owned

[soreholes]

hiii !! welcome to my casual little porn blog, pls cum in and get comfy !!!!

im twenty four years old and i use he/they pronouns 🫶 im bisexual verse n switch !!!

i mainly just reblog stuff that i like including more taboo stuff so be warned !!!!!

this blog is full of: fauxcest | age play | cnc | kidnapping | piss play | misgendering

if that’s not your cup of tea, that’s ok :)

this is an +18 blog !!!! so don’t be weird !!!!!! if you’re a minor go away please and thank you

[poonpolice69-deactivated2024061]

I remember going into church when I was 16ish and knew all these men in their mid 30’s that would hang around me wanted to bend me over every surface in that church and I constantly thought about all of them getting me to stay late there with them and then tying me down to a table and they pound all of their cocks into me until they couldn’t anymore. I would just lay there whining begging them to stop as they effortlessly fuck me senseless squeezing my ass and telling me I belong to them and have to submit to whatever their cocks needs.

[hotforcousin123]

Church was a complicated one. Another one of my mom’s boyfriends threw away all my bras after we got into an argument around the time I started attending. So my first encounter with the volunteer church charity leader was with my sore little nipples sticking out underneath my shirt. He encouraged me to sign up for weekend volunteer work, he was very friendly and accommodating.

A few weeks after our first meeting, he approached me in the kitchen as I was cleaning up some pots and pans from the breakfast we made for the veterans in our town. I still had no bras, but I was wearing a sweater. My nipples really hurt from chafing against my shirt, so they got swollen up even more than normal. I also had a wet cunt and erect clitpenis from the constant nipple stimulation.

I was making a face about my sore nipples when he saw me. “Is everything ok?”

“Oh! Hi, yeah, I’m okay. I’m just feeling sore,” I said, focusing intently on scrubbing a pot.

“Sore? Where? Maybe I can help.”

“Oh, no, don’t worry about it, I’ll be okay!” I faked a smile. My small tits bounced inside my shirt as I scrubbed a little harder, dragging my nipples across the scratchy fabric. I made another face and tried to grit my teeth through it.

“Please, let me help. I think I know what’s bothering you, and I have just the thing for it.” He reached over and took the pot out of my hand and placed it back into the sink. “It won’t take long, promise!”

I figured I’ll just lie about what was bothering me. So I followed him back to the office where he went into his desk and pulled out a big tub of something called Albolene.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“It’s a lotion,” he said. “It’s great for chafing. And, between you and me, I know you’re probably chafed pretty bad under your shirt.”

“o-oh. Well, just a little bit, it’s really not a big deal,” I stuttered, feeling my face get hot. I squirmed a bit.

“I’ll tell you what, try it out and if it doesn’t work, we’ll drop it. I don’t want you to suffer though if there’s a solution,” he said. He walked over to me with the jug, opening the lid.

“Oh, uh..do you want me to go to the bathroom or something?”

“Oh no, you can apply it here,” he said.

My face got hotter. “But I’ll have to take my shirt off!”

“I can hold your shirt off of your body so you can apply the lotion to your nipples. They must be really sore and tender right now,” he said hoarsely. I became aware that I had limited options on the outcome of this encounter, so I grit my teeth and reached into the jug and scooped a bit of the Albolene onto my fingers. He put the jug down and took the hem of my shirt, pulling it out in front of me.

“Okay, now you can put your hand under your shirt to coat your nipples with the lotion,” he said slowly. I avoided looking at him as I reached up under my shirt and applied the first smear of the Albolene. It was cold and I let out a small gasp.

“Make sure you rub it in so it protects your nipple,” he added. I used my other hand to transfer the rest of the lotion to my other protruding little nipple, and started rubbing it in. It didn’t really soothe anything, but my nipple rubbing was making my clit jump.

“Yes, that’s really good. Rub it into your nipples,” he uttered. I tried to rub more obviously, slipping my fingers over my small breasts and massaging my nipples. “Yes, just like that.”

I looked down at the hem of my shirt and saw that he was holding it right over his crotch.

“I think I’m done,” I whispered, pulling my hands out from under my shirt and down at my sides. He didn’t let go of the hem.

“I think I should take a look to be sure you don’t need anymore,” he said. Then he reached up under my shirt with one hand and grabbed my left nipple between his fingers. I cried out.

“Oh, no, you definitely need to apply more,” he said, pulling and yanking on my swollen, angry nipple. “Take off your shirt so I can do this for you.”

I don’t know why I did. I knew what would happen.

He had a boner, straining against his slacks as he played with my nipples. “Oh my goodness. They’re so red and irritated,” he observed. He pulled and pinched them, making me squirm. I became aware of the wet spot in my panties and I hated it. “Such little swollen nipples,” he sighed. Then he reached down and grabbed his cock from outside his pants.

“You know, I have some chafing too. Sometimes my penis gets hard, and pokes out just like this,” he said. He ran his hand along his shaft. “It can be very painful also. I use the Albolene to take care of my chafing.”

I wasn’t sure what to say or do, getting my nipple fondled as he stroked himself. He stepped closer to me and finally took his hand away. My nipples were puffy and red and shiny from the lotion.

“Now, my penis got hard because I saw your nipples,” he said sternly. “It put Lust in me, and that is not okay.” He started unzipping his pants.

“The only penance you can do for this is to help me get rid of the Lust.”

His big, drippy cock bobbed out in front of me, veiny and hard. He reached over to the Albolene and scooped out some of the lotion and began to slather his cock in it. The wet popping, squishing noises of his stroke made me embarrassed, but I couldn’t look away.

“Help me, please. You are only one that can help me release this sin from my body.”

“o-okay,” i said.

“Sit right here in the chair,” he gestured with his other hand. I did so, facing him, and becoming aware of the cool air around my moistened little nipples keeping them hard and painful.

“Wonderful, now then,” he stepped closer until his cock was touching my breast. His head slid around on my skin, as he guided it over my flesh. “oh yes,” he moaned. He started masturbating against my breast.

“Your little pink nipples got me so hard,” he half whispered, half grunted. “You planted the sin of Lust inside me the first time you came here. Flaunting your little titties like a whore.” His strokes increased in speed, becoming more noisy and humiliatingly loud as his cockhead squished against my nipple. “Ugh they’re so hard and swollen!”

My pussypenis was hard and swollen too. I couldn’t help but squirm in my seat. Trying to covertly jerk my needy clitpenis was not going to happen. He started jumping his cock against my breast, pulling his body close to mine and jerking his hips back and forth. “Such little delicate nipples stimulated and erect!” He grunted. I felt my panties moisten more.

He pulled away suddenly and resumed hand-pumping his penis at me. His cock was shiny and dripping precum all over my chest now. “It makes my cock so hard looking at your pretty little nipples poking out like that. It’s so bad. I shouldn’t be staring at your nipples. But I can’t help it, they’re so swollen and pink,” he groaned. “I want to put them in my mouth and SUCK them. I want to swirl my tongue around your little nubs!”

Suddenly, he knelt down, put his arm around my torso, and pulled my nipple into his mouth. He moaned, eyes rolling. I made a noise of protest - it hurt but it was making my clitcock pulse. “Oh God yes,” he drooled, “I’m tonguing your nipples. Your nipples taste so nice in my mouth. Does it feel good?” He sucked hard, rubbing my sore nipple with his slimy tongue. I moaned. He brought his other hand up from jacking off and started playing with my other nipple. I was squirming more obviously now, it hurt to feel them being sucked and pinched and rolled between his fingers. My hips started bucking in the chair.

“You’re aroused now, I can tell by your perverse body that you’re horny. You’re getting turned on from watching me fondle your little nipples,” he said. He brought his hand down and pressed into my crotch. “Are you getting wet from this?”

I didn’t mean to, but I humped against his hand. My pussypenis throbbed excitedly as I felt my need heighten. “Ah, you are horny. This was your plan all along, to make me hard for these nipples and make me commit sin. Satan is strong with you,” he growled.

He stood again, pointing his big cockhead right at my face. I looked up, confused. “I won’t let you convince me to sin,” he said. “Open your mouth and receive the sacrament.”

I did open my mouth to protest, but he stuffed his man meat right inside. He had both of his hands on my face. “Oh yes, sweet Lord. Please bless this lamb of your flock,” he uttered, pushing more of his dick into my mouth and starting down my throat. My jaw could barely open far enough, and I started to choke. He withdrew only slightly, and then pressed again. Saliva stated dribbling out of the sides of my mouth and down my chin.

“Yes, take my cock. Take it all, you slut, and be cleansed,” he moaned, picking up the pace, beginning to mouthfuck me. He held my head harder in place and shoved his cockhead deeper into my throat. I couldn’t breathe.

“Such a tight…little…throat..!” He grunted. He pulled his cock out of my mouth for just long enough for me to catch a breath, before plunging it back in, effectively turning my mouth into his cocksleeve. And again, he squeezed more of him into my throat until his pubic hair was up my nose. He held it there for a beat, grunting as he felt my body struggling to get away. He then withdrew again, I took a big gasping breath. He slapped his slimy cock on my face before stuffing it back in.

My pussylips were squishing around in my panties now, his violent throatrape jerking my body around and rubbing my bloated cuntcock inside my pants. I was humiliated to feel my erection pulse as he choked me with his rapecock.

Suddenly he jerked forward, plunging his penis again into my narrow throathole, and I felt it pulsing and twitching as he dumped his cum directly into my esophagus. He grabbed my head hard and fucked a few more thrusts into my throat before finally schlicking his cummed cock from inside my mouth. I coughed, wiping the spit and tears off my face, catching my breath. He stood over me, his dick not getting soft.

I stared at his cock. Despite being throatfucked, my brain could only focus on my hard clitpenis. He grinned. “You got wet from that,” he said. “You slut. Defiled so thoroughly and your body got aroused.”

“I-I…” I tried. But I couldn’t get anything out.

“Stand up, and bend over the desk, now.”

I reluctantly did so.

“Now, pull your pants down.”

“What?!”

“If your little pussy is wet, I have to save you from the Lust.”

I froze, but before I could make up my mind, he came over and did it for me. I felt a web of sticky slime pull away from my cunt as my panties came down.

“Good Lord in heaven,” he said. “You have a gigantic clitoris. And it looks like your hole is exceptionally wet. Of course you’re bound to sin. Especially with a clitoris like that.”

He knelt down and stuck his mouth right on my pussy, sucking on my clitcock. I grunted, bucking my hips. He made embarrassing slurping noises as he fellated my girlboner. He pulled away and slipped two big fingers into my cunthole, making me gasp, and then went back to sucking me off. I was humping my girldick in his mouth while he fingerraped my creamy little fuckhole. I felt his tongue massaging my clitpenis and making my cunthole ooze more slime.

I was going to cum really hard. I felt him shove another finger inside and deeply fuck my cumhole. His palm massaged my peehole and I started to buck my hips wildly. He held me in place and slurped and suckled my bulbous girlclit and tickled my peehole while he fingerraped my fucksleeve cunt.

Before I could stop, I started squirting into his mouth. I heard him open his mouth, still licking my boner, catching my cumsquirt. He massaged my pink pussyflesh, hitting my urethra and triggering a gush of hot piss to pour into his mouth. He slurped it all up with his swirling tongue.

Standing up, he placed both hands on my naked cheeks and spread them open. I had barely recovered from being cummed when I felt his hot, slimy rod against my asshole.

“No, wait…!” I tried.

Lubricated by my spit and Albolene, he plunged his rapecock into my rearhole. I cried out, feeling his penis fill up my tight passage. My cunt began oozing, and my clit perked up again to a painful, perverted erection.

He started rapefucking my asshole. He was grunting as he aggressively buried his cock inside of me. It was such a sloppy, wet fuck.

“Your little ass is incredible,” he moaned. “I can’t believe how tight it is! Oh God, I’m going to fill your little hole right up with my cum. Oh fuck. Fuck I’m going to be addicted to this little hole. Massaging my cock…fuck! You little slut, you’re going to make me cum..in your tight little hole! Fuck..!”

I felt his cock bulge and twitch inside me as he spewed his second load deep inside of my raperear. He pulled out his penis, and held my cheeks open to watch his cum dribble out of me and down my legs.

“I think that will do for now,” he said, his demeanor switching back to one of a patient advisor. “I believe this is enough to cleanse you of your sin here. I will drive you home once you get dressed.”

I pulled my clothes on and wiped my face more. My boner was hard and my cunt was juicy and horny. I felt so guilty getting aroused while I was r4p3d and m0lested. I grabbed at my hard clitty and rubbed it a few times before taking my bag and walking out to his car.

I got into the passenger’s seat of his car and he began driving. But he wasn’t going toward my house. I looked at him, confused. He said, “don’t worry, I will drive you home. But I want a second opinion about your sins.”

[holyfaunlet]

I NEED THIS !!!

[mistakesjmakes]

it’s been happening for days now. it’s always the same. you wake up dizzy and whining and slick between your legs, either coming down from the high of an orgasm you don’t really remember, or building up to one you end up giving yourself with desperate, clumsy fingers before you’re even fully awake.

and every time, you make the same realization. the big comfy tshirt you wore to bed is pushed up to bare your tits to the cold air, and the panties you were wearing when you fell asleep are crumpled on the floor at the foot of your bed.

every day for nearly a week. and every day when you finally wake to full consciousness, you climb out of bed, toss the (shockingly dry, but you must have kicked them off before the good stuff) undies in your hamper, and hurry to get dressed for the day. you try not to think about it because you can’t really remember the details of your dreams.

there are flashes, of course. mostly words, hushed whispers or deep guttural groans. “christ, baby girl, do you know how fucking greedy this cunt gets when you’re asleep? do you know how slick and tight it is, clenching down on my fingers like you think i’m gonna leave you wanting. maybe i will. i love when your eyes get teary for me even in your sleep. all closed eyes and glittering cheeks and desperate, sleepy little whines. fuck, sweetheart, you look so goddamn good like this.”

even remembering it has your cheeks flushing as you busy yourself with brushing your teeth, your hair, getting ready for work as usual. there’s still sticky heat between your legs, a new wave of slickness conjured by your memory of his words, but there’s nothing you can do about that right now.

you put it out of your head as you make your way through the day, but that doesn’t stop the thoughts from nagging at you. your body is still desperate for more even while your mind is able to get you to focus on mundane task after mundane task. you’re filing papers as you’re trying to remember more of what he said to you. you’re eating your desk salad when the flash of dark hair and dangerous eyes hits you. you’re driving home when you remember the awful, mortifying sounds of his slick fingers inside you, the way those noises continued, somehow louder than your whines, louder than his words.

it’s when you’re home again, snuggled up in your bed, ready to open your laptop to play your comfort show when you finally notice that there’s something wrong. the screen doesn’t wake up to show you where you left off watching last night.

the screen wakes up to a frame of you, sleeping in your bed, surrounded by the soft grays and blues of a winter sunrise peeking through your window. and when you start to play the video, everything makes both more and less sense. the blankets aren’t tangled at the bottom of your bed like they were when you woke up. no, they’ve been folded down neatly, baring your feet, your thighs, your— your panties are already missing in the video.

he doesn’t face the camera directly, but it wouldn’t help even if he did, since he’s masked. you can see that same dark hair from the flash of memory earlier, but other than that, he’s dressed in black. black pants, black tshirt, black surgical mask, covering his mouth and nose but leaving those eyes bare.

and you settle in to watch, horror and arousal twisting into this vicious, needy thing in you chest, the pit of your stomach.

he does exactly what you remember him doing in the dream. flattening his hands on your inner thighs to get you to push them apart, trailing his fingers over your messy, wet cunt, laughing softly as he pulls his fingers away and holds them up to the camera. “so fucking wet, sweetheart, like you’ve been waiting for me to come back.” it’s the only time he’s acknowledged the camera, a direct statement to you, the you that’s watching now, not the you that’s shifting groggily on the bed.

and then he turns back to your sleeping body, slipping his fingers inside you and letting out a harsh little moan when it makes you whimper. you should be worrying about much more important things, like who this man is and how he got into your house, but instead, the only thing you can think of is the abject humiliation of watching your body surrender to him so easily. it’s only moments before you’re watching yourself start to moan, start to try to grind your hips in uncoordinated, sleepy little motions, start to try to ride his hand in earnest. it’s only another handful of moments before his voice starts again, soft and cajoling. “that’s it, sleepy girl, are you gonna come? gonna come on my fingers when you don’t even know who i am? gonna show me how badly this sweet little cunt misses me when i’m not here to do this to you? go on, baby, show me.”

and like your hazy unconscious mind actually hears and understands him, you can see the moment your body starts the tremble, the sharp little yell you let out when it hits, and his voice again, all encouraging, like he’s doing nothing wrong. “there we go, honey, that’s it. that’s it, baby, keep going. let it all out for me. i know, i know, i know.”

and as your body starts to settle, your sleepy little whines hushing down to nothing, he briskly makes his way around your room, putting your laptop back where it goes but leaving the camera recording, twisting the blankets around your feet. he stops for a moment and pulls two nearly identical scraps of fabric from his pocket. the panties you went to sleep wearing, but one pair still has the tags on them. he rips the tag off, slides it and the other pair back into his pocket, then scrunches up the new pair in his hand before tossing it on the floor, right where you found them this morning.

he gives an infuriatingly casual wave to the camera before he walks out the door. you look at the time on the recording and see that it’s about five minutes before your alarm goes off. then the video ends.

and you’re absolutely horrified. you’re not safe. your home is unsafe, your room is unsafe, your own body is unsafe. you jump out of bed, hurriedly checking all your doors and windows, double checking that they’re all locked and secured.

you lay in bed for several minutes, trembling with fear and dread and something you don’t want to name.

before you fall asleep, you take your panties off and throw them across the room into the laundry hamper. you leave the laptop on.

[forcefem-cuntboy]

waking up restrained, confused, cunt feeling pleasantly full as something thrusts in and out. looking down and seeing the terrifying reality im in- tits bouncing as my friend pounds my pussy. I didn't even know they knew i was trans, but judging from the pink lacy lingerie ive been forced into- this was planned

cant do anything but moan as they fuck my pussy full, telling me how theyre going to help me become a pretty wife, like i was meant to be. they've been waiting for an opportunity since they saw me changing months ago, thinking of all the ways they could fuck me open and make me theirs.

i try to push them off, to break free of the restraints, but it just pushes me further on their thick cock. their balls tense up as they cum deep in my unprotected womb, babbling about making me a mommy ~

[lameassslut]

Dad who will teach me anatomy.

Dad who will slap my clit if I call it anything else but a clit. Not to be malicious, he just wants his boy to know what he has. And what he doesn't.

He would slip his cock up and down my folds, to show me exactly what I lack, the head would slowly prod at my entrance, showing me what I do have. And all while pointing everything out.

My pink soft labia, my leaky hole, my sensitive large clitty. Rubbing it so I produce even more slick. Telling me how it's a natural response and how I'm preparing to take a cock inside... 😵‍💫😵‍💫

[lvenderlovely]

Imagine cockwarming someone and they just fill you with their piss, not pulling out after. You would just be there aching and full of their piss. I would love for someone to fill me up with their hot piss and just act like nothing happened.

[strawberrytoddlr]

sucking dad’s dick for extra allowance money

[delusional-ftm]

Literally nothing better than the feeling of a cock sliding inside me, pushing my walls open around it. The sensation of my body just perfectly accommodating it, even if it hurts me at first. The feeling that this is the way it’s supposed to be. That I was made to take dick, made for a man to hold down and shove into. My pussy is perfect for making men cum, it’s designed to feel good for him when his head touches my cervix, designed to make him blow his load inside me.

[wendycopesorange]

lately i've been so obsessed with the idea of daddy teaching me what predators might try & do to me, by doing it to me..

you know, someone might try to touch you like this, but you shouldn't let them ok? now, see how hard daddy is? if someone tries to show you their erection, you should tell me immediately, no one should do that to you. feel how i'm rubbing my cock against your soft pussy baby? if a grown up does that to you, you should fight. you can kick & scratch & yell, it's ok. you won't get in trouble for protecting yourself. if you can't fight, that's ok, you wait & you tell daddy exactly what happened. feel how i'm rubbing my finger against you here? this is your cilt & that feels good doesn't it? a predator might try & rub you to make you feel good so you forget they shouldn't touch you like this. can you feel how wet you're getting? how it's so much easier for daddy to rub himself against you now? if a predator gets you nice & wet, it makes it easier to get a finger inside you, too, just like this. that feels different, hey baby? if someone fingers you, they're probably getting you ready for their cock. now feel how i'm pressing the tip against your little hole? if i wanted to, i could just keep pushing, going alllll the way inside you, baby. someone might try to do that to you, but they shouldn't ok? nobody should touch you like that, you're much too little. now, you see how daddy's cock has stuff coming out of the end? that's sperm & you mustn't let anyone get their sperm in you, ok? you fight them off as hard as you can, ok? oh no baby, what i'm doing is ok, i'm just showing you what to look out for? see?

[THIS IS ROLEPLAY BETWEEN ADULTS. MINORS FUCK OFF]

[xx-fck]

whining that i dont like condoms and i want to feel you raw inside me 🥺 you can just.. pull out? right? yea.. you wont lose control, right at the end, when im kissing you and gripping your shoulders, and i start crying fuckfuck your cock is gonna make me cum- and you feel it pulsing nd squeezing all around you. you wont want to push all the way in, to let my orgasm milk the cum out of your cock, root to tip. balls pumping it all into my womb until my belly is full and leaking 🖤

[wide-eyed-rabbitgirl]

I need to be knocked up so bad I need to be raped pregnant I need cum against my unprotected cervix I need to be pregnant I need to be pregnant I need to be pregnant I need to be pregnant I need to be pregnant fuck fuck fuck

[bunnibf]

impossible breeding is just so so fucking hot to me, like the idea of a huge hulking monster rutting into me over and over unleashing load after hot, heavy load deep in my tight little hole, growling about how it’s going to get me pregnant and how well i’m gonna carry its litter but no matter what it just can’t take… so it has no choice but to keep trying 💖

[firm-hand-soft-heart]

I'd never kick a puppy, but a dog on the other hand...

[soreholes]

no more mommy fauxcest porn bc my therapist said it’s probably making me Worse </3 sorry beloved horny followers

[succinsaccharine]

yeah there IS something really hot about rubbing a girl's clit over their panties. they wanna feel your hands directly on them but the fabric gives such delicious friction.

"shit, you're so wet. your panties are fucking soaked through. is this how you touch yourself when you're alone? over your panties and under the blanket because you're too shy to take them off? because it feels so good with your panties clinging to your cunt and rubbing against your clit?"

[lilstickerbook]

hey do u also get painfully turned on from “my poor baby” or are u normal

[atomicdazemagazine]