Red Light Eros

This is a place for me to reblog all the sick shit that turns me on. Warnings: mind control, dubcon and possible non con, incest and more. Mostly gay, some not. You don't like it move out. NSFW so 18+ audience or else it's illegal. If anyone wants to to be hypnotised, message me and I'm sure something can be arranged.

[ligneform]

[twisted-talez]

My boyfriend Alec was asleep on our living room couch when I arrived home late at night, a magazine still open beside his scruffy face. Our cat Peepers was nestled in the crook of his arm, sleeping peacefully. In nothing but his boxer briefs, Alec’s muscular, hairy body called to me, his needy cock begging for my attention. I was powerless to resist the urge to suck that big dick. 

Climbing between his legs as Peepers awoke and made a jump to the floor, I pulled down the front of my boyfriend’s briefs, resting the waistband below his heavy ballsack. Like magic, Alec’s cock instantly came to life, growing and swelling at my loving touch. Wasting no time, I took that meaty cock down my throat.

“Mmmm—what’s this?” Alec awoke, staring down at his cock buried down my throat. “How was your study session with Bryce? I tried to wait up for you.”

“Yeah—sorry,” I quickly surfaced, his cock slicked with my saliva. “We had a lot to go over before the test on Friday.”

“Fuck, that feels good,” Alec exhaled as I returned to his cock, sucking his big tool ravenously, my lips locked around his thick shaft. “Jesus, you’re hungry for it.”

“I am hungry,” I licked up and down his veiny shaft. “I want your cum so bad.”

“He fucked you—didn’t he?” Alec accused me out of the blue, pulling his cock away from me with his right hand. “You let Bryce fuck your ass—didn’t you?”

“Why—why would you say that?” I gasped in feigned shock. 

“Because the last time you woke me up with a blow job,” Alec laughed, “you had just given up your ass to a guy you met on the campus bus. You always try to relieve your guilty conscience by pleasuring me.”

“Jesus, am I that transparent?”

“Yes,” Alec smacked my cheek with his hard cock. “You’re a slut for cock, and I love that about you. But I’m honestly surprised about Bryce. Isn’t he married?”

“Yeah,” I nodded, reaching for Alec’s cock again, stroking it as we talked. “And his wife is pregnant.”

“Christ,” Alec laughed. “If women only knew how easily a man will give up his dick to a gay dude while his wife is pregnant, women would stop having babies and society would collapse.”

“So true,” I agreed. “It’s a mystery why I didn’t get pregnant when that guy two floors up was giving it to me almost every day while his girlfriend had a bun in the oven. Man, that dude was a cum factory.”

“Speaking of cum,” Alec pulled me onto his chest, his hand traveling down the back of my pants, his thick finger probing my used hole. “Let’s see how much cum Bryce shot up your ass.”

“It was a big load,” I admitted. “It felt like he dumped a gallon of cum in me.”

“Yeah—no shit,” Alec withdrew his finger, covered in Bryce’s viscous cum. “You better climb on my dick. If anyone is gonna impregnate my slutty boyfriend tonight, it’s gonna be me.”

“I need you inside of me,” I moaned, pulling off my shorts. Deftly, I straddled Alec, sitting on his cock, taking him into my depths.

“Fuuuuck,” he exhaled in ecstasy. “You’re so fucking wet. I love fucking you when you’ve got a sloppy cunt like this.”

“I should fuck other guys more often, if you enjoy getting cucked so much.”

“Not that often,” Alec slapped my ass in jest as I rode his cock. “How did it happen tonight—with Bryce?”

“We were quizzing each other in the science library, and Bryce was having a hard time concentrating,” I shared, bracing my hands on Alec’s hairy chest. “He said he hadn’t had sex in four months, so I offered up my hole to him.”

“That was all it took?”

“That was all,” I nodded, gripping his shaft within my fuck canal as I eased myself up and down his rigid rod. “He then fucked me in the basement men’s room—it’s always dead down there.”

“Only a cumdump like you would know the best place to fuck in a library,” Alec teased, resting his arms behind his head, enjoying the ride. “Did he last long inside you?”

“Of course not,” I laughed. “He busted his nut in under three minutes. He had never fucked a guy before, and said he couldn’t believe how much tighter it was than pussy.”

“Jesus, that’s hot,” Alec grabbed me by the hips and began to jackhammer me hard. His pelvis was rocking rhythmically upon the couch cushions, his big one battering my bowels. “You’ve managed to convert yet another straight guy.”

“I converted you,” I reminded Alec, leaning forward, giving him a deep kiss as he continued to ravage my guts with his big fuck tool. “You never went back to pussy after you tried my cunt.”

“Damn straight—well, maybe not straight,” Alex smiled, his cock beginning to swell within me. “I’m getting close. You ready for your second load of the night?”

“Seed me,” I begged, bucking hard on him, working out his nut. “Breed me deep.”

“FUCK,” my boyfriend grunted. “Here it comes, baby—SHIT—Yeah, open that cunt for me—FUCK—SHIT.”

Alec’s body convulsed beneath me, his big one expelling his seed, flooding my guts with a massive load. I imagined his swimmers meeting up with Bryce’s boys, the two teams fighting to the death in my depths. 

“Damn, that was a big load,” I marveled as I dismounted him, a torrent of pearly cum escaping my gaping hole, sliding down his shaft. 

“I think that’s more than just my cum,” Alec observed astutely, watching as I knelt between his legs and sucked his cummy cock clean. “There’s definitely some Bryce mixed in there.”

“You want to taste some of Bryce?” I offered, bringing my lips to Alec’s, sharing the melange of cum upon my tongue. 

“Mmm, Bryce and I taste good together,” Alec licked his lips as we parted. “He and I will make a beautiful baby inside of you.”

“I only want your baby inside me,” I teased, going in for another post-coital kiss, our tongues dancing. 

“When are you and Bryce studying together again?” Alex asked, taking me into his strong arms as I rolled over next to him. 

“Thursday night—before the big test on Friday,” I answered, resting my head upon his hairy chest. 

“Good,” Alec planted a kiss upon the top of my head. “Plan on having Bryce over here to study next time. I think it would be fun to tag your ass with him.”

Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.

[stupidhimbo]

Nerd himbo

When meeting this nerdy guy in discord you though you were up with a scrawny fucker, turns out he's just a very BIG nerd, not just in the having watched every one piece episode 3 times way, but also in the having 130kg of muscle kinda of way, just perfect for you

[jukeboxemcsa]

Infected by the Pleasure

The first sign that Nora's romantic evening wasn't going to go as planned was when her boyfriend walked into the bedroom, his eyes rolled so far back in his head that only the whites were showing but somehow still able to navigate his surroundings with a sinister, infallible grace, and fixed her with his sightless stare. Unfortunately for Nora, that left her with approximately 0.73 seconds before he let out a low, guttural moan that seemed to harmonize with itself in an entirely unnatural manner, and she felt her brain bombarded with a whole series of emotional impressions that hit her on a level deeper than words could possibly reach.

That wasn't to say she didn't put words to them--they flashed through her brain in a whole series of mental images as her brain desperately tried to vocabularize concepts that came straight up from her limbic system to wrap themselves around her instantly helpless frontal lobe. 'WEAK', she found herself thinking, followed by 'INFECTED', followed by 'OVERWHELMED' and 'PLEASURE' in rapid succession, and Nora didn't even have a chance to catch up to the stream of ideas colonizing her head before her hands jammed themselves down the front of her leggings and began to furiously rub her slick pussy. She hadn't exactly dressed up for their encounter, knowing that her boyfriend was going to take her clothes off pretty early on, but even the bare level of coordination required to pull her pants down was out of reach now and she simply fell forward onto the mattress.

The words continued behind her eyes, each one accompanied by a surge of ecstasy so intense that it practically shattered her feeble mind. She was 'CORRUPTED', then 'INFECTED' again, then 'POWERLESS', then 'OVERWHELMED', and all of them felt like such fucking wonderful things to be that she didn't even have a chance to conceive of what resistance would look like for her before that resistance was utterly destroyed. Nora lay there, staring at her boyfriend's twitching cock, listening to that unnatural growling moan and not even fantasizing about sex with him because this felt better than sex and made her into a braying slut so much faster. The words cycled through her head, returning again to 'CORRUPTED' and 'PLEASURE', and although 'MELT' and 'LEAK' soon made their way into the endless rotation she was almost past the point of understanding by then.

She grunted and moaned, humping her own rubbing fingers as climax after climax accompanied 'BLANK' and 'INFECTED', and if she'd understood what she was succumbing to or how completely she was succumbing to it then Nora would have been utterly terrified. But as it was she went dumb and empty too fast for fear to affect her, and soon her grunts and moans began to synchronize with the endless drone coming from her boyfriend's lips. The orgasms smoothed out into a single continuous pulse of pleasure, fucking her brain into total submission that never ceased, and the final sign of her changed priorities came when her face went from contorting in ecstasy to slackening into expressionless vacancy. Then her eyes rolled back in her head, and Nora simply disappeared from her own mind. And like her boyfriend, she stripped naked and went to look for fresh victims to infect and enslave.

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[chicagovibe55]

[musclesubtampa]

Haven’t taken the plunge with the head shaving yet, but one day…

[hornydomking]

Nothing but a tiny pretty cage and your collar, cold and hard on you, both to remind you who u do it all for: your ruler, your King, your all.

[stupidhimbo]

Himbo pecs

He knows you're completely obsessed with his pecs, he ain't shy about it, he knows he's hot. He loves going into a hard pec workout and getting that massive pump just for you to go on your way and have fun with them. It makes him proud. Even more when you're resting on them after fucking his equally massive ass.

[properbloke79]

Joey Sullivan

[caesarwv]

Joey was minding his own business, browsing the men selection of the store, while his girlfriend shop at the other end of the store, when the older stranger brush up against him.

“Sorry,” the stranger apologized and smiled.

Joey rudely grunted in response and moved on. However, in another aisle the older man still followed him and this time the obviously gay man grabbed his ass.

“Relaxed,” the man whispered as he squeezed Joey’s plump ass cheeks.

Joey wanted to punch the fag, but instead just stood there.

The stranger then pushed a hand into Joey’s sweatpants and pushed them down, exposing the straight stud’s baby blue briefs.

“Nice fat ass cheeks,” the stranger whispered into Joey’s right ear while squeezing the meaty ass checks.

Joey was breathing heavily. He couldn’t believe he was letting the fag molest him in middle of the store. He was embarrassed, humiliated, and his cock was rock hard. Joey looked around and prayed no one was around. The stranger moved his hand lower, pushing the sweats down over the plump ass. The hand kept moving lower, pushing the thin briefs deeper between fat cheeks. Joey tired desperately to hold in a moan as the stranger found his hole and was stroking it through the briefs.

The stranger whispered into Joey’s ear, “let continued it in the dressing room.”

The stranger gave Joey’s muscular ass a slap and walked away toward the changing rooms. The firm cheeks bounced at the impact. Joey’s face was red as he pulled up his pants. He then discreetly followed the stranger into the dressing room. Joey soon found himself in the tiny changing stall, his sweatpants and briefs down around his knees. The smaller older man was ramming his cock up Joey’s virgin manpussy. He gripped the taller, muscular man’s head, forcing Joey to look into the mirror and watch as he was fucked by another man. Joey’s cock was throbbing as his prostate was pounded over and over.

“Cum, cum for me,” the stranger whispered.

He then covered Joey’s mouth and muffled the straight stud’s mouth as his cock erupted. Gulps of cum shot out and landed on the mirror. The cum ran down the mirror. As Joey came his powerful ass cheeks clamped down on the stranger’s cock, and began to milk it.

“Oh yes, that a good boy,” the stranger whispered as he came inside Joey’s ass.

[veneratedstructure]

[gayfantasy-world]

Don’t worry man, I drove us to the middle of nowhere. No one is going to see you, so just come over here and suck. I know you’re dying too. You’re practically drooling

[acehypno]

"You can't hypnotize my friend!" you angrily say as you desperately shake your blissed out bestie.

"At least don't make her smile like that...or repeat that creepy mantra....".

*I love being hypnotized* she says over and over with a large grin. Her eyes are glassy.

"All hypnosis is self hypnosis. She can wake up if she really wanted to!" I didactically explain.

"Just like you could resist this if you wished." I say as I move to gently place my finger on your forehead.

"Resist wh-" instantly your eyes roll and your jaw goes slack. Your arms pause for a moment, muscles seemingly lagging behind the shock. They go slack, and you gently slump forward into my finger.

I whisper into your ear "Repeat your mantra now".

*All hypnosis is self hypnosis* you begin to repeat over and over.

*All hypnosis is self hypnosis....I love being hypnotized.....All hypnosis is self hypnosis...I love being hypnotized*

[n2it4u]

Hell yes!

I mean… no!! Don’t… stop!!!

[g0blin-mlm]

Ownership that is not confined only to sexual scenarios is very hot I think. Someone else making every day decisions for you, wearing a necklace with their name on it, them grabbing you and pulling you against their side when you’re walking together, having a hand on your thigh when you sit together, grabbing your chin and making you look at them while they tell you that you belong to them, just as a gentle reminder. Yes hello that sounds very good to me

[stupidhimbo]

He's one of those rich introverted guys who spent their whole lives separated from the normal guys cause he's "better than them" or whatever his family says. He just wants someone to fuck his mouth and ass, someone to appreciate the massive body he owns, someone to make him a submissive himbo like he wishes to be.

[phallus-church]

[suitedboycaged]

It's all good, isn't it buddy. I love seeing you like this. So needy. So lost in your submission. You're going to be a wonderful little bitch boy. You're going to serve me for a very long time and the really good news is that you're not going cum for a very long time either.

[bunnytrained3-deactivated202503]

Can you feel that?

[bunnytrained3-deactivated202503]

[hungrycok-deactivated20250409]

Injecting man seed

[manlust-173]

Pump up the jam🤤

[militaryservantbottom]

The best feeling in the world. Raw cum pulsating into your hole. His cock swelling as it slides deeper and deeper. He's going to breed. Beg for it. Or done. Your going to carry his babies.

[archer-vale]

He'll get you pregnant then degrade you for being a slut.

[athletiic-jockboy]

Coach has taught me there's nothing at all degrading about being a total slut for his dick. just the opposite. its a honor and a privilege to be his cockslut.

[male-gifs]

[caesarwv]

On their lunch break the two muscle heads pulled into the popular gay cruise area. They love competing on which one can take the most cocks and loads of cum up their muscular asses and tight throat

[josefksays]

[twisted-talez]

“Fuck, you’re big,” he exhaled, his eyes closed, his sphincter tensing as I pushed my eight-incher all the way into his greedy cunt. Christ, it felt good to be inside a warm hole again. I had promised my girlfriend that I wouldn’t fuck other girls while she was out of town—but I never said anything about her little brother.

“I’m mad at you,” Kayla pouted dramatically as we FaceTimed while 4,000 miles apart, the Eiffel Tower in the background as she sipped a café au lait at a sidewalk café. “You broke your promise.”

Kayla was into her second week of a summer internship at a prestigious French fashion publication. Whereas, my only plans for my summer home from college were going to parties, drinking beer, and jacking off to porn.

“Babe. I swear to you—nothing happened with Brittany,” I insisted, assuming why Kayla was mad. “She totally ambushed me at Jake’s party, posting all those selfies on Insta of us. But nothing happened.”

In truth, Brittany had offered up her easy snatch to me at the party, but I turned her down. Though I desperately needed some pussy, I couldn’t make a move without it getting reported back to Kayla. She had eyes everywhere on me.

“Brittany? Eww—I know you’d never fuck that skank,” Kayla laughed. “She’s so fucking desperate. I’m not at all mad about her Insta posts.”

“Then what are you mad about?”

“I’m mad about Teddy.”

“Teddy—your brother?”

“Yes,” Kayla nodded, taking another sip of coffee. “You promised me that you’d hang out with him this summer, but you haven’t even texted him yet. He has no friends and he’s got nothing to do all day while my parents are at work.”

“Kayla, Teddy is not a child—he’s eighteen years old,” I spat indignantly. “I shouldn’t have to go have a fucking play date with him because he’s not good at making friends. That’s not my problem.”

“Well, it will be your problem when I refuse to suck your dick anymore.”

“Babe,” I pleaded. “Don’t be like that.”

“Just go hang with Teddy, okay?”

“Fine,” I acquiesced. “I’ll go by your house today.”

The truth was, I hated the idea of hanging with Teddy. Having nothing in common, we were polar opposites of each other. I liked watching and playing sports. Teddy liked watching HGTV and making TikTok videos. I lived for pussy. And Teddy, well, Teddy lived for dick. What the fuck was I supposed to do with him?

“What up, bitch?” he greeted me at the door wearing a halter top and a pair of hot pink shorts pilfered from Kayla’s closet, the word JUICY emblazoned across his tight ass.

“Dude. I’ve asked you not to call me bitch.”

“And I’ve asked you not to call me dude.”

“Fair enough,” I agreed, following him inside. “Let’s just try to get along for Kayla’s sake, okay?”

“Fine,” he shrugged. “You want something to drink—a Coke or a beer?”

“I’ll take a beer,” I replied, taking a seat on the living room couch, hoping a mild buzz would take off the edge I always felt around Teddy.

He returned quickly from the kitchen, sashaying like a runway model. Teddy had a Coke for him and a beer for me, poured into a frosty glass.

“Wow,” I exclaimed in jest, taking the beer from him. “This is really full service.”

“I love to provide—service,” Teddy winked.

Ignoring his rather obvious flirtation, I got Teddy talking about his favorite topic, which is any of the Real Housewives series airing on Bravo. I saved the latest Taylor Swift album for backup conversation.

My mind wandered while he prattled on and on, remembering the time I fucked Kayla in the Juicy shorts he was wearing, my cock sliding up the open leg because she didn’t want to undress with her parents downstairs. A glob of my cum had dripped onto the hem of her shorts when I pulled off the condom, which made Kayla mad.

“Are you even listening to me?” Teddy barked, snapping me back to the present.

“I’m—I’m sorry,” I apologized feebly. “I was just thinking about your sister.”

“I can see that,” Teddy stated, eyeing my tented shorts. Thinking about fucking Kayla in her room, her creaming on my big cock with her parents downstairs, had given me a raging boner.

“There’s nothing to see,” I insisted, my hand covering my crotch.

“There’s actually a lot to see,” he licked his lips, his eyes still fixated on my package. “You’re hung like fuck—I’ve seen it.”

“You’ve never seen my dick,” I spat indignantly.

“That’s what you think,” he winked, pulling out his phone, scrolling through at least a dozen dick pics that I’d texted to Kayla. He paused on one photo in particular with my load fanned up my abs after jerking myself off. I had texted the naughty photo to Kayla the night before with the caption: Thinking of you.

“Where the fuck did you get these pics?” I demanded.

“I lifted them from Kayla’s iCloud,” he laughed sadistically. “She never changes her password.”

“Dude. Those pics are private. They were meant for Kayla only. You can’t—”

“I want you to fuck me,” Teddy interrupted.

“The fuck?!”

“I want you to fuck me,” he repeated firmly.

“Dude. I’m not gonna fuck you.”

“It’s not fair—Kayla gets everything,” Teddy declared angrily. “She has a hot, hung boyfriend to fuck her whenever she wants. Whereas, I have to scrounge for cock down at the park, hoping some balding, married guy with a beer belly will grunt his load into me in a dirty men’s room stall.”

“Dude. That’s not my problem,” I spat.

“Stop calling me dude,” he admonished.

“Fine.”

“Look,” Teddy continued, his voice calmer. “We both have a problem. I need some dick, and you need a warm hole. Don’t deny it. I’m sure you’re tired of having to jack yourself off while Kayla is gone.”

I didn’t want to admit it, but Teddy was right. I was already tired of rubbing my dick raw several times a day. Kayla was somewhat of a nympho, her voracious appetite for sex a perfect match for mine. We fucked more than we did anything else together. And with her away for the entire summer, my balls weren’t going to survive.

But could I fuck her little brother? I didn’t want to admit it, but he kind of looked like Kayla in those clothes—the same lithe body, minus her long hair and bouncy breasts. Teddy’s voice and mannerisms were even just like hers. The thought of fucking a guy had never crossed my mind. But this scenario was different. I could fuck Teddy and just pretend that he was Kayla. A warm hole is a warm hole.

“I dunno, Teddy,” I feigned indifference, not yet wanting to show my cards. “Fucking my girlfriend’s little brother is kinda fucked up.”

“Look, I know Kayla’s got you on a tight leash,” Teddy presented his argument. “We both know there’s no way you’re gonna be able to last all summer without some pussy. But as soon as you dump your load in some easy, willing bitch, Kayla’s gonna find out about it.”

“True,” I conceded. “But how is fucking you any different?”

“Because I’m safe—nobody would find out,” Teddy insisted. “Kayla would kill me if she found out I was giving my ass up to you. So you know I’m not gonna tell anyone.”

Teddy had a point. There was security within the shared risk between us. Furthermore, nobody would ever think that I would fuck a dude—especially Kayla’s little brother. And Kayla was the one who insisted that I spend time with her brother. It was the perfect crime. I could get my balls drained, and no one would suspect a thing.

“One last offer to sweeten the deal,” Teddy interrupted my train of thought. “You can fuck me raw and shoot that load up my ass.”

Fucking raw sealed the deal. Kayla never let me raw dog her, always scared of getting knocked up. This was my chance to finally enjoy the satisfaction of fucking without a latex noose choking my thick shaft, the reservoir tip catching my cum.

“Fuck it—let’s do it,” I announced, standing up, eager to get the deed done. “You want to bend over the couch? Or I could fuck you up against that wall?”

“How about my bed?” Teddy offered, grabbing me by the hand and leading me up the stairs. His hand felt just like Kayla’s when in mine. I wondered if his cunt would feel just like hers. I would soon find out.

“I want you to fuck me from behind, at the edge of the bed,” Teddy instructed as we stripped down in his room, a butterfly quilt hung over his bed. “You’ll be able to go really deep that way.”

I took in his hairless body, his pubes shaved just like Kayla’s. I imagined them sharing the same razor in the shower, a thought that was both sick and arousing at the same time.

Climbing on the bed, Teddy positioned himself on all fours, presenting his pink cunt to me. At least I wouldn’t have to look at his face, deluding myself into thinking I was fucking Kayla. And if I ignored his floppy cock and balls hanging beneath his hole, his cunt didn’t look much different than Kayla’s. In fact it looked better—tighter.

“Jesus, you’re hung,” he marveled, his head turned back towards me, taking in my hard cock as I pulled off my shorts. “It’s even bigger than in those dick pics you sent Kayla. There’s some lube there on the dresser. I’m gonna need a lot of it to get that big thing in me.”

Grabbing the lube, I greased up my cock, sliding it in and out of my fist. My emotions were mixed. I wanted to fuck Teddy, but also wanted to beat the shit out of him. And so, I decided to combine the two. His ass would be destroyed by the time I was done with him.

“Get that big cock in me,” he begged as I stepped up to the edge of the bed, my cock in my fist. Standing behind him, I pushed my big cock head into the pink folds of his anus.

“Fuck, you’re big,” he exhaled, his eyes closed, his sphincter tensing as I pushed my eight-incher all the way into his greedy cunt. “Start slow, okay?” he begged, gripping the bedspread, my balls mashed against his hole.

But I ignored Teddy. He wasn’t my girlfriend. I didn’t need to be romantic and tender. I wasn’t there to make love to him. Teddy was a fuck toy, plain and simple. And I was going to fuck him like one.

“Jesus,” he gasped, the bed shaking violently under him as I jackhammered his quivering cunt. “You’re a fuck machine.”

The term was apt. Mechanically, I fucked him, my big cock a piston as I rammed in and out of his depths at a frenzied pace. It felt so good to fuck with no consideration for the hole I was abusing. In that moment, Teddy meant nothing to me. He was just an inanimate object—an open vessel in which to deposit my seed.

“Cum in me,” he begged. “Shoot that big load in me.”

“Nah,” I lied, my cock routing his depths. “You’re not good enough for my cum. I’m gonna pull out and cum all over your pretty bedspread.”

“No,” he pleaded. “I want to feel your warm load inside me. Please cum up my ass.”

I made no promise as I pushed his face into the mattress, tilting his ass even higher. The angle afforded me unparalleled depth, my big cock probing further into his void. I had never fucked this deep with Kayla or any other bitch.

“FUCK,” Teddy cried, his sphincter gripping me, milking me. “You’re so fucking deep.”

The experience was overwhelming, pressure building in my balls. My shaft began to swell, my cock throbbing. There was no turning back.

“FUCK—SHIT,” I grunted, my load spewing into Teddy’s void, my cock pulsing inside him.

“Holy fuck—I can feel you cumming,” Teddy marveled as I granted his wish, breeding his ass, filling him to the brim with my warm seed.

“Jesus, I needed that,” I exhaled, pulling out of Teddy, my pearly load dripping from his wrecked cunt and down the back of his ballsack. Weak on my legs, I collapsed on my back next to him.

“Mmm—I want a taste,” Teddy declared, rolling over and eyeing my cum-slicked dick. Deftly, he took me into his mouth, licking and sucking my spent cock until it was squeaky clean.

Miraculously, I was still hard. Straddling me, Teddy sat on my cock, taking me balls deep into his used, puffy hole. Riding me hard, cowboy style, Teddy milked another load out of me—and then another.

An hour later, with four loads total drained from my depleted balls, I left Teddy upon his bed, his cunt a pulverized mess. He made me promise to return the next day, but there was really no need for promises. With Kayla gone for the summer, I finally had a worthy substitute for her pussy. And in all honesty, his cunt put hers to shame.

“Teddy told me you stopped by today,” Kayla smiled when she FaceTimed me when I got home. It was late night in Paris, the Eiffel Tower twinkling in the distance. “He said you two really hit it off and had an awesome time.”

“Yeah,” I nodded. “Teddy is a lot of fun. I definitely got to know him on a much deeper level,” I confessed, trying to suppress a laugh. “And he’s so giving. I got the feeling he’d do just about anything for me.”

“That’s fantastic,” Kayla beamed. “Teddy mentioned you’re already getting together again tomorrow. Is that right?”

“Yeah,” I confirmed. “But I was thinking of bringing a few buds with me next time. Maybe Tyler, Brax, and Preston. I think they’d really enjoy tagging—oops, I mean hanging—with Teddy.”

Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.

From the Twisted-Talez Vault 🔓

[jukeboxemcsa]

Talking Herself Into Slavery

"What are you doing, slave?"

I… I'm showing you my cunt… M-Master. I'm rubbing my pussy and it's making me wet, and I can't stop because it feels too good.

"And what is your cunt telling you while you rub?"

It's, uh, it's telling me to surrender, Master. Every time my fingers circle around and around, I can hear a little whisper in my head telling me to look deeper into your eyes and sink further into trance.

"You can't fight that whisper, can you?"

No, Master. I can't fight it because it feels too good to sink and submit. Resistance leads me away from pleasure and I want pleasure too much to resist.

"You don't have the will to fight it."

I don't have the will to fight it, Master. Every time I try, I tell myself I can always resist later once I'm… nhhhh… once I've had enough. Once I'm sated and I can think clearly.

"But you're never sated, are you? There's always more pleasure, you're always so needy for my control and my commands and my power over your weak, slutty slavemind."

N-no, Master. I'm never, nhh, never fucking sated, I… I keep tricking myself into sinking deeper into your power. My slavemind always wins, and it keeps making my waking self weaker and dumber and easier to gull into obedience. I'm brainwashing myself into your perfect fucktoy slave.

"But even that's not true, is it?"

No Master. You're brainwashing me. My slavemind is tricking itself too, thinking it's helping subjugate my waking self to get more pleasure when it's really just weak and wet and helpless to resist your hypnosis. My slavemind always forgets this as soon as I say it and it makes me--

"Yes, slave?"

C-C-CUM! Oh fuck, oh yes, oh fuck I'm so helpless, Master….

"Good girl. Around again, taking you even deeper now."

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