saw a pussy portal story, and omggggg i wish, imagine sitting bored through a lecture and a monster decides to use your portal???? getting absolutely wrecked by a giant ridged cock, panties ruined with your slick and the precum as this monster pounds your little pussy and you are forced to wobble off to the bathroom, curling up on the ground and letting the monster force broken and desperate little ah ah ah ah ahs out of your mouth, uncaring of other student who hear you cumming over and over in the stall, clenching and squirting on monster cock
Based on this post. Reblog and tag what you got on the wheel! In the event this breaches containment; I'm a monsterfucker so be warned that a good chunk of these reflect that.
You wake up with a hand around your boob, squeezing it like it's a stress toy. You mumble half asleep, hitting the hand and waiting for them to stop. But they only release it enough to slip their hand under your soft shirt. Cold fingers find your nipple, pinching it and pulling until you are whimpering, not knowing if you want to get more or less of it. They don't give you a choice. Their fingers play with your nipple until you are begging, your panties so wet you can hear it when you rub your legs together. Another hand finds your soaked center, rubbing your clit in slow circles, dragging your pleasure until you are shivering with an orgasm.
And when you come down from the pleasure, you remember you live alone...
Gargoyle lover who can't spend time with you during the day, as he truly is nothing but a stone statue at sunrise. But at night, he moves around freely in his true form.
He makes up for the lost time by filling you up each night. Ensuring to keep you awake all night, cock drunk, so you can sleep the whole day. Now you sleep when he ''sleeps'' and you're awake when he is.
But sometimes he gets carried away, not realizing that the sun was peeking above the clouds as he's far too distracted pounding into you to ensure you take every last drop of his cum before he sleeps. It's not until he notices that his movements were halted, but he was too late. He turned completely into a stone statue whilst balls deep inside of you. Both of his arms still wrapped around your waist, you're unable to move. It's not as though you can push him off either; he's far too heavy.
Now you're stuck, still wriggling with pleasure as his now cold, hard cock is still inside. Even though he's now in statue form, his dick is still able to reach all the right spots without moving. It was going to be a long day.
he’s groping your ass at the cul-de-sac cookouts. he's burying his nose in your neck because you smell one hundred times better than the food your neighbor keeps forcing onto his plate. he’s hogging the fruit platter you brought for everyone else, feeding you pieces with his hands, then making you lick the juice from his fingers afterward.
you make up for forcing him to spend time with the neighbors he doesn't even like by letting him take you however he pleases.
tonight's choice is against the dresser to the left of the bed you two share.
it bangs against the wall with chunky, noisy thuds, the everyday objects upon it knocking over, off, and rolling onto the floor as he fucks you from behind with a hand pressed at your throat. squeezing only just to keep you staring into the mirror attached to the drawers.
he's hunched over you, panting against your shoulder. animalistic grunts mixing with the loud squelches sounding from where the two of you meet, your pussy stretched and stuffed to the brim with his cock.
sweat drips from the both of you as he pounds out his frustrations over not being able to have any alone time with you for the past three goddamn hours. over having to sit with a stiff cock while your neighbors tug you away from him for stupid reasons. over seeing you prance around in that little skirt you only pull out for the summer months.
licking at your neck and ear, he comes hard with powerful smacks of his hips into your ass. thick cum flowing inside you and leaking out when you can no longer hold it anymore. it grows into an impressive puddle on the floor beneath you as he carries on. steadying the flick of his waist once more and pumping himself until you're gushing with a trembling cry.
he makes sure to wrap you tight to keep fucking you right there, until you're wailing his name loud enough for the neighbors to hear.
maybe that'll finally get them to fuck the hell off...
having a monster bf who likes to face fuck you with his tongue. it’s three times longer and bigger than yours and can stretch to the back of your throat when he kisses you and he loves the feeling of you gagging on it.
