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Some kinks I might be writing/posting about (will get updated as I write more):
Free use
Cnc
Cockwarming
Degrading/Praising
Spanking
Age difference (between adults)
Daddy/Mommy kink
Public humiliation
Somnophilia
Bondage
Cunnilingus
Cream pie
Anal
Tit play
Hucow
I'm quite inexperienced so bear with me
What I WON'T be writing
Scat
Anything with minors
Hardcore Dom/Sub
Anything involving high amounts of pain
Hardcore Sadist/Masochist
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Dirty little prey
Little Slut stuck in a wall (Part 1 of 3)
Little Slut stuck in a wall (yet again) (Part 2 of 3)
What happens when you and your two guy friends play strip Mario Kart?
CW: afab anatomy with feminine clothing, threesome, pet names (darling), strip game, teasing, grinding, cockwarming, making out, tit play, head, praise, degradation (slut),
You, Alex and Jason are all messing around at Jason's place, hanging out.
They're both tall, dark haired men who could lift you easily. They've done so before just to tease you.
You guys are playing Mario Kart on Jason's new Switch when Alex has the (in his opinion) brilliant idea to make the whole thing more fun by adding consequences for the loser.
"What if whoever's in last place out of the three of us has to take one piece of clothing off?"
Jason thinks of the idea as wonderful while you just shrug. You're used to their perverted antics.
All of you are wearing four peaces of clothing in total so it's fair enough.
In reality, this was purely a plan for them to finally see what you're hiding beneath those baggy clothes you always wear. Both have been after your attention for some time now but you're dense.
But their plan seems to have backfired. Because now they're sitting on each side of you, both only in their boxers while you've only lost your pair of pants so far. You're still wearing your oversized baggy shirt, bra and panties.
Somehow the two of them were constantly rivaling to not be last while you've been comfortably driving ahead of them in first place.
The fact your thighs distracted them when you lost your pants doesn't make it better for them.
Alex looses yet again by a difference of one in game place, dramatically holding his head in his hands whole Jason laughs at him.
"Come on man, your boxers gotta go. This was your idea in the first place."
Jason puts his hands up defensively when Alex shoots him a halfhearted glare. But he does play by rules when he stands up and tugs them down, kicking them off.
You can't help but stare for a second before quickly looking back to the screen, red creeping across your face. Next to you Jason whistles but doesn't say a word.
Alex sits back down next to you, not even noticing your flushing face over his own embarrassment.
All this caused you to kind of fall off your game, Alex passing you next round. But out of you three you were still second. Means Jason too lost his boxers, groaning, equally embarrassed as Alex moments before.
You're now sandwiched between two very attractive men who literally have their cocks out.
But despite everything you manage to hold second place. Somehow.
Jason was last.
He looks over to you and Alex, a smirk plastered across Alex face.
Jason raises an eyebrow.
"What are you smirking at? I already lost all my clothes."
"Exactly." Alex smirk just widens "Means you now have to fullfil a dare."
"What?! That was never part of this game!"
"It is now."
Rolling his eyes Jason accepts the sudden new addition to the rules.
"Fine. What do I have to do?"
Alex looks at you, causing you to freeze.
"Have our little darling over here on your lap and sit the next round out."
Your mouth drops open, about to protest but Jason is already lifting you and sitting you right on his bare lap, your back to his chest.
"That's not a punishment or dare, that's a reward." He says.
You can feel him bury his face in your hair.
The whole situation throws you off hard but you still manage to pass Alex in the next race. Jason isn't even paying attention to the screen, his arms wrapped around your waist, his face in your hair.
You're shuffling and fidgeting in his lap, causing him to groan slightly. He's doing his best to control himself.
Your focus on the game is broken when you feel him get hard below you, his bare cock pressing right against your panties. His breath is fast, his arms around you tight.
"Stop moving... little tease..."
That small shift of attention towards him causes Alex to pass you and win the current race.
Staring at the screen in shock you look over to Alex, who's grinning.
"Your turn to lose some clothing. What will it be, hm?"
You hesitantly reach for your baggy shirt but Alex stops you.
"I think...you should lose those panties first."
Behind you Jason let's out a strangled whine, holding you even tighter as you stare at Alex in disbelief.
You swallow, you can't deny the whole thing is turning you on. Incredibly so.
Shuffling out of your panties you squirm even more in Jason's lap, causing him to rub directly against your bare folds now.
Alex presses the controller back into Jason's hands, who almost drops it.
"You're back on the game, my guy."
Jason let's out a pitiful sound, panting at this point, but he takes the controller, barely looking up from your hair over your shoulder.
To no ones surprise he loses the next race, completely distracted by the feeling of his cock rubbing between your slick folds. You unconsciously grinding against him isn't helping his situation either.
You're both a complete mess.
The evil grin on Alex's features has you both shivering from what's to come.
"You lost again..." He starts, "so you're getting another dare."
"Please man, I'm already struggling here..."
But it seems his pleading falls on deaf ears.
"If our little darling here is up for it...slide inside but don't you dare move or thrust."
Alex is looking right at your flushed face, waiting for you to either give your okay or refuse.
After a moment of contemplation you slowly nod, pressing your count right against Jason's dick, who sputters behind you.
He can't take it anymore.
Jason grabs your hips, burying his cock inside your tight, hot pussy.
"Fuck...so fucking wet..."
Leaning against you, it's taking everything within him to not start thrusting and bouncing you on his cock.
The controllers are long forgotten now.
Alex moves in front of you, grabbing your face with one hand and tilting it up.
He's enjoying the sight of your pleasure filed face for a moment before crashing his lips onto yours. It feels like he wants to devour you, which might not be far from the truth at all.
His kiss is passionate, hungry.
His unoccupied hand runs down over your front, stopping to give one your tits a squeeze before rubbing his fingers against your clit.
The needy gasp you let out gives him a chance to deepen the kiss even more, ravishing your mouth with his tongue.
You clench around Jason, who's still not moving inside of you, having you warm his cock.
Jason runs his hands towards your front, squeezing your tits through your shirt before starting to play and pinch your nipples through it, occasionally tugging on them.
Alex finally releases your lips, a string of saliva connecting yours to his.
He stands up, tugging your face forward a bit with his hands until his own now hard dick was in front of your face. Without him saying anything you know what he wants.
Shyly you lick at the tip before taking it into your warm mouth, sucking and dragging your tongue across the slit.
He runs his hand into your hair, leaning his head back slightly, sighing.
"That's a good little darling...keep going."
That's the encouragement you need, taking whatever you can fit of his length into your throat, stroking and pumping the rest with your hand.
Jason is obviously not a fan of Alex getting to feel good when he's stuck trying to hold onto his last shred of sanity. He starts biting and sucking on your neck, still playing with your tits and nipples but now also starting to thrust into you.
You're a mess between the two, sucking off Alex and being filled by Jason at the same time.
Jason's hands wander to your hips, starting to bounce you up and down in rhythm with his thrusts. He's reaching so so deep into you, hitting all the right spots.
Your eyes are teary from pleasure, drool running down the side of your mouth.
Alex is surprisingly the first one to cum, shooting his load down your throat after you started deepthroating him, gagging on his cock a little.
After coming down from his high panting and making very sure you swallowed it all he kneels back in front of you, pulling your baggy shirt up and off.
He's basically salivating, getting rid of your bra too. This is the first time both of them have seen you this bare and they're absolutely fascinated. They're looking at you like you're the most gorgeous being in the universe, and to them you are. Honestly if Alex didn't just came like a minute ago he'd immediately be hard again.
Leaning in he starts sucking and nipping at one of your nipples, fondling the other one while simultaneously rubbing your clit.
You're not even trying to hold in your moans anymore.
"Look at you...who would have thought you'd be acting like such a slut for us..."
He says before diving back in to suck on your tits.
It doesn't take long for your climax to absolutely crash over you, pussy clenching around Jason. It causes him to finally fall off the edge too, cumming deep inside of you. How he held on this long is a miracle.
Jason is shaking and occasional whimpering, holding onto your hips tightly.
Both you and Jason are catching your breath while Alex just chuckles.
"I think we should do this more often..."
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Author's note: this is a lot more soft than what I usually write...
I somehow managed to break my favorite vibrator within a year of having it... But honestly I don't know what I expected when I consider how many times and how long I've often used it
That little mf is expensive but worth it. So I got the exact same one again
CW: AFAB anatomy and feminine clothing but no gendered names, free use, boss and employee relationship, age difference between adults, power imbalance, degrading (slut, whore, bitch), fingering, slight spanking, cockwarming, semi public, slight tit play, dildo
You've been working in an office and manage to get stuck in a cabinet at the mercy of your boss
You've been working at this office for some months now. It's incredibly boring but it helps you afford your lifestyle.
Unbeknownst to you everyone already views you as a slut. You in your short tight pencil skirts and basically see through blouse. You never wear a bra either so all a coworker had to do is "accidentally" spill their drink on you and your tits are visible to everyone.
Today you're the last one in the office, everyone has gone home early but you wanted to finish some work before heading into the weekend.
You go to grab a pen but knock your glass over and spill your water across your table. Nothing got damaged but you need to clean it up.
The paper towels that are usually in the employee kitchen are out. Of course. The refills are at the very back of a lower cabinet.
You bend down and crawl into the cabinet, squeezing through the tight space, retrieving them. However... You can't crawl back out. You're stuck.
You try to wriggle out, your skirt riding up even more from your movement but you're stuck tight. So here you are now, ass out and panties probably visible. In an office you assumed to be empty.
Until you hear footsteps. Heavy footsteps. You know this has to be your boss, everyone else is gone already and it can't be the cleaning crew either.
You're embarrassed, silently hoping he won't walk into the kitchen and see you like this but of course luck isn't on your side.
You hear the door open and close, his footsteps coming closer before they stop behind you. The silence is... awkward. You can tell he's a little speechless at the sight in front of him.
You shift, skirt riding even up more. It seems to snap him out of whatever trance he was in just staring at your ass.
You're about to ashamedly ask for his help when you feel his palm gently start running across your asscheek, bunching up your skirt all the way.
"What a slut, getting stuck, being helpless but being so wet already."
You flush red in your face, not that he could see it. The entire situation indeed had your thoughts going wild with scenarios causing your panties to absolutely be soaked through, clinging to your clit and pussy.
Before you can stammer out excuses you feel him running the tips of his fingers through your clothed folds, feeling the damp fabric and circling your clit. He presses them against your clothed entrance, making you shiver.
Something about your boss caressing you like this is just getting you even more rilled up.
He kneels down behind you and gently kneads both your asscheeks with his hands before he pulls on your panties a bit, causing the fabric to tighten and slightly slip between your lower lips, rubbing right against your sensitive bud.
He keeps doing this for a while slackening and tightening the fabric periodically, causing it to constantly rub against your bundle of nerves in such a delicious way that it causes your thighs to shake.
He can hear you panting in the cabinet.
When he's had enough playing with you like this he rips off your panties, discarding the fabric in a nearby trashcan.
You're too dazed to even complain, not like you'd want to.
He pushes two fingers into you, scissoring your walls apart and bullying that sweet spot of pleasure once he finds it.
He keeps doing this until he can tell you're about to cum, listening to your panting and feeling you tighten. When he pulls his fingers out you can't help but be disappointed, whining pathetically until you hear the sound of his belt unbuckling.
Before you know it he's pushing his dick right inside of you. He's huge but he stuffs you so good you can't help but be drooling all over your chest. The button on your blouse that has been holding on for dear life since you started working here has also popped open, leaving your tits exposed to yourself.
He's pounding into you, speeding up as he chases his own release, aiming into your sweet spot repeatedly. It doesn't take long for you to cum all over his thick cock after all that stimulation beforehand.
Feeling you clench around him sends him over as well. He keeps fucking into you through his own climax, slowly pulling out and watching his load drip out of you before helping you get unstuck.
You thought it was over after that but you're absolutely mistaken. He pulls your disheveled form into his personal office and sits you right back on his dick.
"Ride me, whore." He commands and you immediately comply.
He watches you bounce, one hand on your hip helping and guiding you, the other on one of your tits, kneading, pinching and tugging at your nipple.
You're and absolutely mesmerizing sight to him.
His hand runs from your hip to your ass, giving it a squeeze before he lands a harsh slap on it.
"Starting Monday you're not going to wear any more panties. You'll always be stuffed, doesn't matter if it's with my cock, some dildo or your coworkers dick. This pussy will always be stretched out, do you understand, bitch?"
Another slap. You nod frantically, still bouncing as he shoots another load into you.
"Good little slut." He says as he keeps you in his lap as he turns to his computer.
You're stuck cockwarming him as he works well into the evening, rubbing at your clit and playing with your tits like you're just a toy, slapping your ass if you dare try to move for friction.
He forces several orgasms out of you like this before sending you on your way into the weekend.
When you come in on Monday you're wearing no panties and have a huge fake cock stuffed inside of you, like you were told. Your personal office door has a new sign saying "free use office slut".
Before you can even get started you're summoned to your bosses office, all your coworkers staring at you as you make your way there.
He's incredibly pleased seeing you doing as you're told, being stuffed with that dildo.
Without wasting any time he fucks you against the window, tits pressed against it. If anyone looked up they'd be in for quite a sight.
After dumping his load he takes you outside and into a car, both of you sitting in the backseat as the driver takes off.
He lights a cigarette before pulling you close and pushing your face into his crotch, making you suck him off as he fingers your poor pussy again.
"Try to be quiet or everyone will hear what a whore you are." He says as he rolls down the window slightly, blowing the smoke of his cigarette out.
Seems your job just got a lot more interesting.
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Authors Note: This might be my longest story yet. I don't know why I have a thing for being stuck somewhere and just getting the absolute hell used out of me but hey
I can't stop thinking about being sat on someone's lap and being milked for their morning coffee. Just them tugging and pinching at my nipples until they're satisfied with the amount of milk
CW: stalker, aphrodisiacs, lingerie, dildo, gifts from your stalker, masturbation, no actually intercourse, watching on cameras, AFAB anatomy
You have a stalker who send you very naughty gifts, so why not try them out.
You're being stalked. And you're fully aware of it. There's this guy who's somehow everywhere you go, at the bus stop, at your workplace, even in the park.
You were creeped out at first, trying to get the police involved but of course they were useless, saying they can't do anything about it until something actually happens.
But now...you kind of relish in the attention.
You don't know that he's hidden cameras everywhere in your house. Your bedroom, your kitchen even your bathroom. You don't know that he's stolen your pretty little panties, fisting his cock with them every time he watches you shower on those cams. He even hid all your bras so you had to go out without one on once so he can stare at your tits bouncing, watching your nipples peek through the fabric of your top. You felt crazy when they suddenly returned into your drawer the next day.
He's leaving all kinds of gifts at your door. Your favorite flowers, your favorite chocolate...and he's recently got more daring. Today he send you another package. You open it while still standing on your porch and are greeted with lingerie, a dildo that's an exact replica of his own cock and some...special chocolate.
You stare at the package, quickly taking it inside with a blush on your face.
Taking the dildo out you give it a squeeze, your face reddening even more. Looking at the lingerie you debate with yourself for a second before deciding to try it on. Grabbing it you head into your bedroom before stripping your current clothing and underwear off. Standing naked in your room you pull the skimpy clothing on and...it fits like a glove.
You look into the mirror and you have to say, look ravishing. You're just a little concerned how he got your exact measurements. Little do you know that he made sure to cum onto those lacy little panties you're wearing before sending them to you.
You decide to eat a piece of the chocolate he sent you before laying down, still wearing the lingerie. It doesn't take long until you start feel very hot and bothered, wetness starting to soak your panties.
He watches with great interest as you writher and squirm until you have enough, starting to feel yourself up.
You pinch your own nipples through the flimsy and lacy bra, shuddering at how sensitive you are. Kneading and playing with your tits with one hand you reach the other down into your panties, rubbing your clit before sinking in two fingers. You're a trembling mess, all because of the aphrodisiacs he snuck into that chocolate.
You don't think you've ever been this wet in your life, feeling like an animal in heat you can hear the squelching of your fingers pumping in and out of your pussy at rapid speed.
When even that is not enough you grab the dildo frustrated and sit up. You suction it in your floor before you start hovering above it. It's huge... But you pull the panties aside and slowly sink down on it. It stretches you out so good it doesn't take long before you're bouncing on it. Up and down. He can't pull his eyes away from the sight.
Your tits bouncing with you, basically falling out of the flimsy fabric while you aggressively play with them, your fucked out blissed face, drool dripping down onto your chest.
He's fisting his own cock, watching you ride it's lookalike, timing his pumps with your speed.
It doesn't take long for you to crash over the edge, squirting all over the fake dick and floor. His jaw drops as he shoots his own cum onto his screen from the sight alone.
Panting you come to a halt, legs sore but still seated on the dildo. You look up, right into the camera with a slight smirk, knowing damn well he was watching.
Pulling everything back into place you stand up on wobbly legs, making sure the dildo stays inside and get dressed, heading out.
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I wrote this in a tired horny daze and I don't really like how it turned out but oh well
You sit on Santa's lap in the mall and it seems you're going to get more than you wish for
Author's note: Happy Holidays everyone
You're in the mall, doing some last minute shopping because you somehow completely forgot to get one of your relatives a gift. How stupid!
At least you're wearing something cozy, a warm pullover with a plated skirt and warm black tights and boots.
It's so crowded, people rushing in and out of stores. But at least there's no children here that get dragged around in the mess of it all. That would be your last straw, having to listen to children begging and screaming.
You spot one of those mall Santas, he's obviously bored, having nothing to do and just watching people run back and forth. No children to make happy.
His eyes land on you and you can see his expression change, even under that huge beard of his. Something... lustful. It makes you shiver, even in the stuffy warmth of the mall and makes warmth pool in your panties.
He motions for you to come over and, for a reason even unknown to you, you oblige, slowly fighting your way through the crowd towards him.
He smirks, lifting you by your waist onto his lap the moment you're close enough. You don't know if you should be impressed that he can just lift and manhandle you like that without breaking a sweat or if you should be flustered.
"My, hello there." He says with a chuckle, staring at your red face. You're sputtering, not being able to get a word out.
Your back is pressed against his chest and you can feel a certain hardness against your ass, making you shift against it. He groans, grabbing your hips to stop you.
"You're being naughty." He whispers into your ear. You look around but everyone is in such a rush and in their own world they don't seem to notice you.
"How about I make you warm me as a little punishment, hm?"
One of his hands sneaks under your skirt, rubbing your clit through your tights and panties.
"Oh, you're already wet, I can feel it even through your clothing. Like a slut." His degrading makes you even more soaked.
He keeps rubbing you before tearing your tights and pulling your panties aside, pushing two of his big fingers into your pussy. You have to bite your tongue to not let out a shocked moan in the middle of the mall.
"Shhh... You don't want people to find out, do you? Let people see how much of a whore you're being, sitting on an old man's lap like this?"
He whispers again, his breath brushing against your neck in combination with his fingers inside you making you shake and let out a shivering breath.
His fingers thrust into you, making you tremble until he eventually pulls them out, deeming you ready. He replaces them with his thick cock instead, making you almost choke on your breath.
And he keeps you still. For you don't know how long, idly rubbing at your clit under your skirt.
You're panting, your eyes flying across the crowd in fear anyone notices what you're doing but no one even looks your way. Eventually the crowd slowly dies down, slowly completely fading out.
Once everyone is gone, having finished their last minute shopping, he immediately starts bouncing you on his dick.
You're so sensitive, finally getting stimulation that you start bouncing yourself after a few seconds.
It doesn't take long until you squirt around his cock, shaking, clenching. He follows, shooting his cum into you.
He keeps you still on his cock for a few minutes before pulling you off and pulling your panties back over your cunt.
He delivers a single hard smack to your ass before setting you back on your feet.
"Look at your face, fucked stupid." He laughs at you.
He steadies you before smirking at you, squeezing and groping your tits before handing you a slip with his number and leaving you alone, going to change out of the now ruined Santa suit.
All the stores are closed now, so it seems like you're not going to get that last minute gift after all.
You slowly make your way home, tights ripped, cum dripping out of your used pussy into your panties.
Wanna do something naughty on my way home in the train to get me worked up for the evening but I can't think of anything subtle enough that not EVERYONE notices.
I want the subtle thrill of the slight possibility of someone noticing but not for it to be super obvious.
Cw: hucow, free use, milking and lactation (no pregnancy), slight nipple play, posting videos and pictures online, selling yourself out, barn, degrading (slut, whore, cow, stupid, dumb) and humiliation, self humiliation, mention of masturbation and edging, bondage, spanking
After posting yourself online you get what you deserve and get treated like the cow you are in a barn.
You're attractive and you know that. And you use it to your advantage, posting pictures and videos of yourself online, for free. Pictures in very revealing outfits or in nothing at all. Videos of you bouncing on a dildo or getting used by men. And you're quite popular.
You get many requests to do certain things for money, often straight up getting offered money in exchange to fuck you. And you accept it all. It's mostly older men. But you love it. Not like a slut like you is able to hold down an actual job anyways.
One of the features your audience loves is your tits. They're big and soft. So it's no surprise that a video of you in a cow pattern bikini that's way to small to really cover anything blew up. And they demanded more and more, sending you demands with money. But who are you to deny? You were basically made for this.
First they all demanded that you wear an actual cowbell, then it was making you moo, clamping your nipples. After that you were tasked to tease and edge yourself with a vibrator on your clit through your cow patterned panties until you absolutely soak them.
And now someone paid you to let him use you in that exact outfit.
You meet the man in an empty barn, he's obviously a farmer himself. He looks you up and down without shame, smirking to himself.
"My, my. The stupid cow actually showed up."
He steps close to you, towering over you, grabbing your chin and tilting it up so you look straight at him.
"Moo for me, dumb cow." He orders you
Being actually face to face with someone and given such a task is incredibly humiliating. But yet you still stutter out a quiet "Moo".
And as a reward he pinches your already hardened nipples through the thin fabric of your cow print top, earning him a chocked moan from you.
His smirk is predatory, pinching and twisting before grabbing you and dragging you over to an empty stable. He makes you stand in the middle of it before bending you over a pole, tying your wrists behind your back before ripping your bikini top off. The way he treats you has you incredibly aroused and he can tell by your panties getting absolutely soaked.
"How pathetic, you're actually getting off to this like a slut. No wonder you whore yourself out."
He attaches two milking pumps to your tits, the suction has you gasping out and shivering in bliss. It doesn't take long before your udders start lactating, getting milked.
The farmer chuckles behind you, amused by the sight but also turned on, obvious by the tent in his pants.
"You really are just a cow, huh? You were made for this with your big soft breasts."
He slaps your ass hard, making you whine. The feeling of being milked like the cow you are has you absolutely dripping, your panties sticking to your pussy now.
He rubs between your folds over the fabric, teasing your clit before ripping it off as well and freeing his cock. You're left naked with just the pumps on and your cowbell around your neck, which jingles as he slams his dick into your cunt.
You're a moaning mess at this point, everything feels so good you don't want anything else anymore. He's right, you were made for this, you just want to be a milking cow. Never return to your old life.
He fucks into you fast and hard, hitting all the good spots, each thrust making your bell jingle. He takes out his phone, filming the whole thing.
"This will be good content for you. And your only content from now on, cow."
It doesn't take long until he cums inside of you, the feeling combined with the constant suction on your nipples making you squirt. He walks in front of your face, making you lick his cock clean before tucking it away again and stopping the recording.
He uploads it before attaching a leash to your bell and wrapping it to the pole so you stay bent over.
"I'll let my friends use you once I properly train you to be the perfect cow. Maybe I'll let others have a go too if they pay enough."
He shoves a vibrator up your ruined pussy, turning it on before leaving you like that, still getting milked by the pumps.
You're stuck alone in this stable, shivering with pleasure but you can't say you ever want anything else. This is where you're supposed to be. This is your new home.
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Authors note: this has been in my head for a while, scenarios like this have been my go-to when I get off myself. I'm so worked up right now because of this.
Sometimes I wonder if someone has ever jerked off to me. If a stranger has seen me in public and thinks about me at home. And if yes what do they think about during it?
I hope it's about how they want to use my cunt as their own personal fleshlight
