venus

22 | bi

[rottingbedframe]

i'm gonna fuck this knot into you. the cock itself already gives you enough of a stretch that you're arching your back and drooling like a good little slut. then i push harder and you almost try to squirm away instinctively, but i hold onto your pretty hips and make sure you take it. as i keep pushing, breath-takingly slow, the stretch starts to burn and your legs tremble. you mewl in protest, but your thighs are soaking wet so i know that you just want more. i reach the widest part of my knot and i pause, pulling your ass cheeks apart to admire how your pussy looks stretched so obscenely around it. your hips start to buck slightly—even through the pain, you can't help but subconsciously keep trying to fuck yourself on it. i let you indulge for a few seconds, watching your taut skin roll back and forth against my knot, leaving a wet trail wherever it touches. eventually, i can't wait any longer and i sink it fully into you, making you moan and drop your head to the bed as your cunt swallows the knot whole. i sit in it, enjoying the warm tightness and rocking back slightly against your entrance. from inside, my knot makes your pussy bulge, and it keeps sucking me back in, desperate to stay plugged up. but that's not my plan.

once i'm ready, i start pulling my knot out again and you start to whine, but your legs keep sliding farther and farther apart for me and your pussy is pulsing pathetically around my cock. i keep pulling and pulling until i'm at the widest part again and your toes curl at the feeling as i tease you there again, holding your pussy as open as possible for me. you moan something incoherent that sounds like it could be, "please," but you're way past talking at this point. slowly, i pull the knot out of you, and despite the considerable girth of my cock, you find yourself almost feeling empty, like you're missing something. i watch your pussy twitch against my cock, squeezing itself again and again in a desperate attempt to feel the stretch again. i knead your ass cheeks in my hands and fuck you shallowly for a few more seconds, allowing your cock-drunk mind to start catching up with your pussy.

but one single pump isn't enough. i can't hold back any more. i grab ahold of your hips again for stability and start pounding my knot into your pussy mercilessly, making you squeal and clench even tighter around me in surprise. with each pump, there's a slight stutter, a moment of give as your pussy stretches out to its widest point. but i keep punching that fat knot into you, over and over and over again until your pussy is no longer too tight for a smooth ride. you haven't stopped moaning or blubbering, eyes rolled back and tongue hanging out like the braindead whore you are.

once i'm satisfied, i pull apart your ass cheeks again and slowly pull the knot then my cock out, your pussy spasming and seizing after the brutal fucking. once it's empty, the gape is beautiful, clenching desperately on nothing; even after i've broken your pussy, it's begging for more.

[amberlightly]

You step into the changing booth, the velvet curtain swishing shut behind you. The air is cool on your skin as you slip out of your clothes. The consultant, an older woman with a confident smile, handed you a set of black lace lingerie. It feels delicate and expensive in your hands. You’re just fastening the bra when the curtain parts slightly. She steps inside without asking, the space suddenly feeling much smaller. Her eyes scan your body, professional and appraising.

Let me help you, she says, her voice low. The straps are all wrong. Her fingers are cool as they brush your shoulders, adjusting the straps. She turns you gently to face the mirror. See how this lifts you? she murmurs, her hands cupping you through the lace, shaping you. Her thumb grazes your nipple, and you feel it tighten instantly. A flush creeps up your neck. She kneels down to adjust the garter belt, her fingers skimming the inside of your thigh as she clips the stockings. Then her hands are on the waistband of the panties, tugging them higher, tighter. She looks up at you, her gaze holding yours in the mirror. Perfect, she says. It fits you like it was made just for you. You can’t look away from your own reflection, or from her knowing smile.

She brings you another set, this one a deep crimson with sheer panels. Her fingers brush against your side as she helps you into it, lingering a little too long. The lace feels like a whisper against your skin. She turns you again, her hands smoothing over your hips, her thumbs pressing into the dip of your waist. You can feel the heat rising in your cheeks, a telltale warmth spreading lower. Next is a pale blue chemise, silky and loose. She stands behind you, her arms reaching around to adjust the front, her hands deliberately grazing the sides of your breasts. Her breath is warm on your neck.

She tells you how the color compliments your skin, her voice a low hum. You can feel yourself getting wet, the silk clinging to you in a way that feels incredibly revealing. Each touch is a new spark, and you’re starting to tremble under her careful, deliberate attention.

She doesn't ask, she simply does it. Her hands come up to cup your breasts through the lace, her palms warm and firm. Your breath catches in your throat as she begins to slowly knead and adjust, her thumbs circling your nipples until they’re hard peaks against the fabric. She watches your face in the mirror, a small, knowing smile on her lips as she continues to caress you. The touch is intimate, possessive, and it sends a jolt of pure heat straight to your core. You can feel yourself getting impossibly wet, your body responding shamelessly to her expert hands.

Her hands drift lower, smoothing over your hips. Her fingers hook into the waistband of the delicate lace panties. Let me just adjust this for you, she murmurs, her voice husky. She tugs the fabric, settling it more snugly against your skin. Then her palm presses flat against your mound, a firm, deliberate pressure that makes you gasp. She can feel the heat and dampness through the lace. She begins to stroke you slowly, her hand cupping your entire pussy, her fingers applying a gentle, rhythmic pressure right over your clit.

The friction of the lace against your sensitive flesh is maddening. You can’t suppress a soft moan, your hips twitching forward into her touch. She watches your reactions in the mirror, her eyes dark with intent. You’re so responsive, she whispers, her fingers circling slowly, expertly. So wet for me already.

Her fingers don't hesitate. She hooks a finger under the lace and pulls your panties aside, exposing you completely to the cool air of the booth. You see it all in the mirror—your flushed skin, her intense gaze, your glistening cunt. Then her fingers are on you, sliding through your slick folds with a confident, possessive touch. You let out a shaky moan as one finger, then two, slip inside you with ease. She pumps them slowly, curling them just right, and your head falls back against her shoulder.

That's it, she whispers, her other hand still cupping your breast. Let me feel how much you like this. You're so tight, so warm. Her fingers move deeper, spreading you open, and you can't stop your hips from rocking back onto her hand. Every thrust sends a fresh wave of pleasure through you, your body arching against her as she fingers you right there in the changing room.

Her other hand stays on your breast, kneading and pinching your nipple through the lace as her fingers continue to thrust in and out of you. The dual sensations are overwhelming; your whole body is trembling, caught between her hands. You can hear the wet sounds of her fingers moving inside you, and your moans are getting louder, more desperate. She speeds up her rhythm, her palm grinding against your clit with every push. You’re so close, your muscles clenching around her fingers.

That’s it, come for me, she commands softly in your ear. Your vision blurs as the orgasm crashes over you, a sharp, shuddering release that makes you cry out. You feel your cunt pulse around her fingers, your slickness coating her hand as she works you through it until you’re weak and boneless against her.

[werebearbait]

tugs on your sleeve. breeding? breeding this morning? please? breeding? breeding today? this morning? breeding? bre

[sunniedaze00]

i deserve to be woken up with hands on my tits in the middle of the night every night i think

[cnc-pet]

Getting fucked with a knotted dildo… they keep pulling just the knot out and ramming it back in… each time they do, my mind goes completely blank for increasingly long intervals… leaving me a drooling, mindless mess with a knot stretching my entrance and the rest of the toy making my tummy bulge…

[femaletomaletohole-deactivated2]

i want to pump my pussy so bad...imagine seeing it swollen up like an animal in heat all huge and red and soggy hanging between my legs wet and jiggling. even better if i was forced to be naked in some public place restrained somehow and anyone who wanted could come feel it and pull on the folds and stick their fingers inside. i would feel so disgusting and humiliated i think i would start crying

[softcorekissing]

Want my master to tell me we are going on a fun trip, that he has to blindfold me because it’s a surprise. Traveling blindfolded and any of my questions answered with “you’ll see when we get there.” Squirming with anticipation, being led for what feels like forever. I’m finally allowed to take my blindfold off. I take it off to reveal I’m standing at the front of a bus, men and women looking thoroughly amused by me. I look at my dom in confusion before they command “take off all your clothes” I look around, my cheeks immediately flushed, this bus full of people looking at me expectantly. Looking at my dom pleadingly before he nods at me, letting me know I don’t have another choice. I can feel my blush trailing down to my chest, I must be so red right now. I begin to disrobe. Taking my shirt and pants off, looking back to my dom before he rolls his eyes and says “take the rest off too” my hands are shaking as I unclip my bra and slide my panties down my legs, people on the bus whistle and cheer, only adding to my embarrassment. My dom grabs my arm, whispering in my ear “it’s going to be a long drive, darling” leading me by arm to the first row of seats he presents me to two women sitting there. “Aren’t you cute,” the first one chuckles, groping my tits, my eyes widen in surprise. She holds my tits in her hands, playing with them, while the other woman sitting next to her grips my ass so hard I feel my pussy lips spread. Thankful that there’s nobody behind me to see it. The first woman, rolls my nipples between her fingers and I feel my pussy promptly responding to her touch. I try to take a deep breath before she gets a firm grasp on both my nipples and tugs, hard. I gasp as she pulls me down, bending at the waist as she levers me using my nipples, I’m going to be dripping down my leg by the end of this interaction. She turns to my dom, handing her phone over. “Get a picture for me” she says with a grin before she and the woman beside her each suck my tits in their mouths, I feel both mouths sucking and biting on my sensitive nipples relentlessly. Tugging them with their teeth and sucking them until they’re harder than they’ve ever been. I can’t stop the moan I let loose, my face flushing with embarrassment. One of them laughs before announcing “she likes it rough” and letting me go. I know my pussy is puffy and dripping already. My dom leads me to the next row of seats, a man and a woman both, they both look at me like they’re starving, I feel chills run down my spine before the man pulls me over his lap telling me to spread my legs, I obey quickly. Knowing anyone within eyesight can see my dripping pussy, they both begin to spank me, I jolt in shock. The swift stinging blows to my ass make my legs shake, feeling how hot the skin feels as they laugh at me, spanking me over and over. “I think that naughty pussy of yours could use a spanking too” the woman says. I’ve never been spanked on my pussy before I look up, about to plead for my pussy to be spared before I feel his hands holding my legs open as she begins to slap my pussy. I can’t control the yelp that escapes my mouth. She grabs my face looking into my eyes “If you can’t stay quiet, I’m going to need you to thank me for each of these” she says. Dropping my face she delivers another slap to my pussy. “Thank you” i whimper out, it stings and I don’t want to shamefully admit it feels so good. She delivers another swift spanking to my swollen pussy. “Thank you” I can barely keep from moaning as she keeps slapping, harder and harder. She turns to the man next to her, “spread those slutty pussy lips for me” I feel his fingers spread my dripping folds. I don’t even have time to be embarrassed before I feel a slap straight to my clit. I squeal at the stinging straight to my most sensitive part. “You must have forgotten to thank me” I fumble to apologize before she says “thank me for spanking your slutty pussy every time” I don’t think I could possibly be more embarrassed, I had no idea this would happen to me. She quickly slaps me right on

the clit with no mercy. I can barely get out the words “thank you for spanking my slutty pussy” before she does it again. I hear people around me laughing at me. She does it another dozen times, I’m humiliated. I know I’m so close to cumming. From her slapping my pussy, I want to cry and cum at the same time. If she does it one more time I won’t be able to stop myself, my dom pulls me up, I want to cry now from the sexual frustration of being so close to the edge. I’m led around and every row of people gets to touch me, play with me, but I’m always pulled away just before I can cum. I’m brought back to the front of the bus. “She’ll bring you your snacks and drinks now,” my dom says laughing. I hear cheers, I can hardly think with the throbbing between my legs. My dom picks up a tray, I assume I’ll be carrying it around the bus. “Arms up” im confused but I do as I’m told. He clips nipple clamps to my nipples that have been roughly played with and are already throbbing. They squeeze my nipples so tightly, I yelp. I hear many laughs. My dom pinches the other nipple before attaching the second clamp. And then pinching the clamps to make sure they’re nice and tight. I feel my clit swelling. He begins clipping the chain from my nipple clamps to the tray I thought I’d be carrying. I whimper as the added weight of the tray tugs down my nipples. Two water bottles are set on the tray and I let out a moan of both the stinging pain and delicious pleasure it gives me. “What a whore you are” I hear someone sitting close to me. I flush from embarrassment but I think I could cum just from these nipple clamps. A couple bags of snacks are added to my tray before I have to walk around offering things from my tray, my nipples are throbbing. I approach a man sitting to offer him anything from my tray, he puts one finger on it and pushes down. I gasp at the added pressure to my sensitive nipples. Crossing my legs. He laughs at me before roughly slapping my ass. I approach the next row. The woman sitting there looks at me “what a pretty pair of tits you have” she smirks, before flicking the tips of my nipples, I let out a moan, giving up on hiding how much I’m enjoying this. I walk to the next row, the man sitting at the end grabs a snack off my tray before tossing it over my shoulder to the ground. “I dropped it, looks like you’re going to have to pick it up” I fumble, embarrassed, turning, trying to decide how to pick it up. “Just bend over and pick it up” he says, I can hear the smirk in his voice. I bend over, none of the weight of the tray sitting on my stomach anymore just pulling on my nipples, it stings so much. I hear “don’t stand up just yet” i whimper loudly, the full weight of the tray pulling my nipples. I feel cold metal running between my pussy lips, goosebumps erupt all over my body. Gathering moisture from my dripping pussy, I feel the cold metal pressed to my tight asshole and begins pushing inside. I moan loudly, partially from surprise. It keeps getting wider, this is stretching so much. Before I can step away it’s all the way inside me, I feel the weight of the large plug stretching me. “You can stand up now” he chuckles. I can feel myself walking funny and people laughing at me. The next row of people play with my plug while slapping my pussy, reminding me not to drop anything from my tray. I can’t stop moaning and whimpering. At the end my dom removes the the tray, I could cry from the feeling. One of the men pulls his cock out “if you can suck me off, we’ll let you cum” so they’d been deliberately edging me. I was so ready to cum I’d do anything at this point. I bend at the waist, taking his cock in my mouth, doing my best, gagging as I take it down my throat, licking at the tip. While I do this I feel a dozen set of hands on me, I hear my muffled whimper around his cock. Before they start sucking my tits roughly. Someone’s fingers enter my dripping pussy, pumping in and out of me. The man thrusts into my mouth cumming down my throat, someone rubs my clit roughly. I can’t stop myself, seeing white, so many hands on me.

[titty-kitty-cat]

A fun fact about me is that it feels really good to cum inside me

[analwhhoore]

my therapist said i need my pussy ate from the back

[eggedbellies]

"wait wait wait I can't take it" but it's about the cumshot. begging them to pull out as you realise just how much is starting to pump into you. but its too late. that knot is tying you. you're taking every drop, and if you can't walk after, well... thats the risk you took.

[eggedbellies]

"wait wait wait I can't take it" but it's about the cumshot. begging them to pull out as you realise just how much is starting to pump into you. but its too late. that knot is tying you. you're taking every drop, and if you can't walk after, well... thats the risk you took.

[davinawritings]

A New Job

Pairing: Werewolf CEO X Fem Reader

Imagine starting a new job and Werewolf CEO becoming infatuated with you, his new human secretary. It doesn’t help that the sight of you sends the blood rushing straight to his cock, nor does it help that he is only a few days away from his rut. Either way, you seem to be a temptation too great to resist.

By lunch, he has you bent over his desk, whimpers and moans falling from your mouth as you cum again on his thick cock. Your skirt is bunched around your hips, and your inner thighs are wet with your juices. Your boss’s large body presses you tighter against his desk, his nose buried in your neck as he growls in tandem with his harsh thrusts.

You whimper as his massive knot pushes against your slick entrance. You try to shift under him, thinking there’s no way it will fit inside you. The werewolf just presses more of his weight onto you, keeping you firmly in place as he ruts hard against you.

You moan out as he thrusts against your G-spot, your already shaky legs practically turning to jelly. Your moans peak as you start cumming again, only to turn into a broken whimper as he pushes hard against your spasming entrance, baring down until his knot slips inside you.

You cry out even louder as his knot grows even bigger, fully locking him inside your oversensitive pussy before he growls loudly and cums inside you. He cums and cums and cums to the point you can feel your lower stomach swelling slightly.

He leans back and sits in his chair, dragging you with him by his cock still locked firmly in your cunt. You moan from the shifting as you are pulled onto his lap. His clawed hands roam your body as he asks, “What time is my next meeting?”.

It takes you a moment to get your brain functioning correctly before you reply, “It starts in five mi-minutes, Sir”. He gives a low chuckle and says, “Well, my knot isn’t going down for at least another hour. I guess you’ll just need to come to the meeting with me. Show everyone how well you take my knot.”

You can’t deny the thrill that runs through you at his words, your cunt clenching around his still hard cock and making him growl as he strokes a large hand over your slightly swollen lower stomach.

He kisses the side of your head and says, “Let’s get this meeting over with so I can take my new mate home and breed her properly”.

[davinawritings]

Desperate

Imagine Naga boyfriend being so incredibly desperate for you. He has you lying out in front of him on the bed, legs spread wide to accommodate his body. He’s had his face buried in your cunt for almost an hour now.

Orgasm after orgasm gets pulled from your sweat-coated body as he refuses to let up. His forked tongue alternates between fucking your dripping hole and licking your oversensitive clit.

You try to back away from the overstimulation, but he wraps his arms around your thighs and tugs you closer. He’s moaning almost as much as you are, his sounds vibrating against your flesh.

“One more baby. I need you to give me one more”, he says as if he hasn’t been saying that for the last twenty minutes. His yellow eyes watch as your back arches again, thighs trying desperately to close as he keeps them wide open.

You cry out his name in a symphony of whines, moans, and gasps. He doesn’t let up until you’re visibly shaking, pulling back with a final groan.

You lay there panting and trying to catch your breath, eyes opening to find him sitting up on his knees. A light blush covers his cheeks as he looks down. You follow his line of sight to see what has him so flushed.

A gasp escapes your lips as you see his cocks. Both hang heavy between his thighs and are sticky with his own cum. A further glance down at the sheets shows a large puddle of cum where his cocks had previously been pressed to the bed as he devoured you.  

From the amount puddled on the bed, you know he must have cum at least three times, and your pussy clenches at the thought of him cumming just from tasting you. 

Looking back into his slitted eyes, you see the need and desperation still there. You give your naga a sweet smile and spread your legs wider in a wordless invitation, ready to be filled with his cocks. 

[fatchubbylovelies]

wish there was a toy for this + imagine

You know how theres long distance toys where a partner can be on the other side of the world but still control it? like those lovense vibes? (inspired by @bredpun's egg toy posts)

I wish there was a toy that was that for eggs and/or cum  😩. Logistically yeah I know this would be a nightmare and  the person using the toy would have to load the eggs into the ovipositor and would be limited by the number you owned but just imagine if it was possible 

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You’re sitting at your desk, working from home, trying to focus on a spreadsheet while your mind is miles away, tethered to your partner’s office across the city. They know you’ve been useless all morning—they know you can’t even think straight when you're empty, that your brain only starts to click into gear once you're properly filled up. The toy is a  familiar weight deep inside you. Suddenly, the first pulse hits, a deep thrum that makes your breath catch as you squirm in your chair.

Thump.

The first egg materializes, a slick, heavy displacement. It’s a sudden, needy pressure that makes you moan, your hips bucking against the seat. You can almost see them leaning back in their office chair, eyes dark as they hover their thumb over the "Generate" button, finally giving you the “fullness” you've been aching for.

Thump. Thump.

Two more forced in, and you’re already squirming from the pressure. You’ve been craving this all morning—this heavy, rounded fullness. You reach down, your hand trembling as you cup your lower belly. It’s already starting to firm up, a slight, hard curve pushing against your palm.

Thump-thump-thump.

Your partner slides the delivery to "Rapid." You gasp, your head falling back as the infinite supply floods you. The toy whirs, a high-pitched purr vibrating against your cervix, summoning eggs faster than you can adjust. You’re stretching. You’re growing. Every new arrival is a blunt, pleasurable intrusion, making your internal walls expand until you’re moaning from the sheer volume.

The fabric of your leggings goes sheer as your stomach distends into a heavy, taut lumpy dome. You watch in a daze as your midsection swells, your navel shallowing out until it’s just a memory. You’re huge, your stomach shelfing over your lap, packed so full that the eggs bump against each other internally—a sensation that sends jolts through your spine.

"More," you whisper, your voice thick. "Please, just fill me up. Make me bigger."

As if they heard you, the toy’s vibration kicks. It’s the "Settle and Pack" protocol, vibrating the massive weight to push the eggs together, clearing just enough room for the next wave. Your stomach jumps and ripples, a visible proof of their remote control. You are in ecstasy 

The spreadsheet is a blurred memory. You are visibly distended, a heavy, hard dome pressing against your shirt, packed so tight you can only take shallow breaths. You’re addicted to this overwhelming fullness.

Suddenly, your phone flashes. It’s a video call. You fumble to answer, fingers clumsy. Your partner’s face fills the screen, a playful smirk on their lips as they look down at where your shirt is straining against the crowded clutch. They know exactly how much better you feel now that you’re properly occupied. On the screen, you see their thumb hover, then slide the toggle from Generate to Infuse.

You gasp as the toy shifts to a high-pitched whir. A new sensation hits—a hot, heavy rush. It’s a thick, pressurized flood of fluid, filling every tiny space between the eggs. It feels like pouring concrete into a jar of marbles. The pressure doubles instantly. Your stomach doesn't just grow; it tightens until it feels like a drum skin, your belly letting out an angry, muffled gurgle from the sheer mass.

On the video call, your partner watches your expression fracture.

“Touch yourself for me,” they command, their voice rough. “Show me how big I made you.”

You cave, moaning in a mix of pain and pleasure as you rub your huge, vibrating gut for the camera.

[of-mutts-and-men]

Whining, “stop itttttt,” with something on top of you gripping your hips and cumming for ages while you watch your belly drop trying to take all of its load. Feeling its balls against you endlessly pumping and its whole cock throbbing deep in your tummy. Already well knocked up before it even thinks about pulling out.

[aroaceboytoy]

i can’t tell what’s hotter: watching someone’s cum leak out of you after they breed you, or them plugging you up as soon as they pull out so you can sleep with it inside of you

[myjunoverse]

Thinking about him begging to finish on my stomach because he just thinks I'm so cute and of course I agree, but once he's close he says "sorry, I can't help myself" and starts pushing inside while I struggle to get away, but its too late and he's already finishing inside me while I beg him not to and he soothes me while I whine about it and promises that he won't do it again