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Sixth Voice, by Bela, is yet another Lancer third party supplement that adds multiple new licenses and alt-frames for the big four.
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Not Loving Back Anymore 🔞 (BONUS)
What happens when you realize you have another cuntboy who loves your true-self so end up with him and manage to ignore your bratty first love?
Top!male reader, threesome(not really), SMUT, nsfw cuntboys characters, breasts sucking, eating pussy out, multiple climax.
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You shove Eddie harder, fingers twisting deep in his sloppy asshole until he yelps, but you don't let up on pounding James's tight jiggling ass, your cock stretching his plump cheeks with every brutal snap. Eddie's jealous whines grate on you, his needy eyes flicking between your thrusting hips and James' blissed-out face. 'Enough, slut,' you growl, yanking your fingers out with a wet pop, slick dripping from his gaped hole. "Get the fuck out before I make you watch me breed him all night." He sobs, cunt clenching on nothing, but you grab his arm and haul him toward the door, naked and trembling. 'No! Please! You loved me, right?I love you now!" he begs, but you shove him into the hall and throw his clothes at him, "Too late, I don't love you anymore. we're nothing now. WE. ARE. DONE." slamming the door on his pathetic cries. Lock clicks, and peace hits—James panting on the bed, his perfect body flushed and spent, cum leaking from his fucked-out holes.
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You don't know how things ended up but you are now dropped to your knees before him, eyes locked on his dripping cum-filled cunt, your seed mixed with his juices glistening on those plump pussy lips. He's sitting naked on the edge of the bed, legs parted just enough to tease, heavy milky breasts heaving with each breath. Glancing up at him with mock adoration, you rub your cheek against his thick thigh, feeling the soft jiggle and warmth. "Why the hell did you touch him when you're fucking me?!" James pouts, voice laced with that shy jealousy, but his cunt twitches visibly, more slick oozing out.
"I didn't mean to... please don't be mad, darling~" you murmur, nuzzling closer, inhaling the musky scent of sex and milk. Your tongue flicks out, tracing the edge of his swollen folds, tasting the salty mix of your cum and his arousal. James huffs, trying to play stern, "I'm still mad and don't expect me to be all calm bac—ngh!" His words cut off in a sharp gasp as you grip his thighs, spreading them wider, and dive in, tongue plunging into his cum-stuffed pussy. You lap eagerly, slurping the creamy mess, sucking your own load back out while your nose grinds against his throbbing clit.
"Mmh... sure. Then I won't stop eating out your pussy until you're not mad anymore," you mumble against his slick heat, vibrations making him buck. He moans loudly, hand flying to cover his mouth, muffling the desperate sounds as his walls flutter around your probing tongue. 'Ah! S-Stop it, you idiot! F-Fine! I'm not mad anymore. Stop before I—Nghhh!' His grip tightens in your hair, yanking you closer as his body convulses, cunt gushing fresh cum into your mouth. You drink it all, swallowing greedily, tongue swirling to scoop every drop before pulling back slightly, licking your lips with a smirk. "Really? Then, what's my prize?"
"Prize?" His face turns beet red as he know what you want, eyes darting away as he bites his lip, thighs quivering. He spreads his legs wider, the motion deliberate and shy, then cups his heavy breasts, lifting them like an offering, milk beading at the stiff nipples. "You could... s-suck my tits while you fuck me." The words tumble out in a whisper, bold but blushing, his juicy cunt clenching visibly at the thought.
You rise fast, cock throbbing hard again, and push him back onto the bed, positioning between his spread thighs. "Good boy," you grunt, lining up your thick dick at his dripping entrance and slamming in balls-deep in one thrust. His pussy swallows you whole, walls still spasming from his orgasm, milking your shaft like a vice. You lean down, mouth latching onto one perfect milky breast, sucking hard on the nipple, drawing out sweet milk that floods your tongue. He arches, crying out, 'A-AHH! Slow down, idiot! Be gentl- Nghh! I JUST CUM TWICE! AHH!'
But you don't slow—hips pistoning relentlessly, cock pounding his plump cunt with raw hunger, balls slapping his jiggling ass. Your teeth graze the sensitive bud, biting down possessively, making him scream as milk squirts into your mouth. You switch to the other breast, sucking and biting harder, hands pinning his wrists above his head to dominate every inch. His body writhes under you, pussy squirting slick around your thrusting cock, orgasms ripping through him one after another—first from the brutal fucks, then from the possessive assault on his tits. "Fuck... too much... cumming again!" he wails, walls clamping down, but you keep railing him, grunting as his heat pulls you deeper.
You feel your own release building, but hold off, savoring how he breaks—shy James turning into a desperate, submissive mess, begging incoherently between moans. "Ngh! Please... yours... Ah! -ha! bite harder..." His heavy breasts bounce with each slam, milk leaking down his sides, mixing with sweat and cum. Finally, you can't hold it, roaring as you flood his pussy again, hot ropes painting his insides while your mouth claims another bite on his nipple, drawing out his fourth climax. He trembles violently, cunt overflowing, but you stay buried, grinding slow now, whispering taunts about how Eddie could never make you cum like this.
As his breaths even out, you pull back slightly, cock still twitching inside him, eyes meeting his flushed gaze. The door rattles faintly—Eddie probably lurking outside—but you ignore it, focusing on James's shy smile, the way his thighs lock around you, silently begging for more rounds. Tension simmers, knowing Eddie's jealousy will explode soon, but for now, this perfect cunt is all yours to ruin further.
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If you voted third party I’m going to kill you. Fuck your conscience, you would let millions of women and lgbt people die in order to stay on your high horse. Well guess what? Your hands are already covered in blood and there will be more is trump wins
Edit: if you think I’m actually going to commit mass murder you’re a fucking moron. Look up at emotion called anger. So much for this being the ‘kill yourself’ website
Edit: shut up about the numbers. I posted this as votes were still being counted. I can’t see into the future. My point still stands. If you didn’t vote for Harris, you are dead to me
A Third Party (3P)
What is it?
When people talk about a third party (also known as a 3P) in regards to manifestation, they’re referring to a situation (typically involving an SP) where someone (the third party) is posing as a road block. For instance, your romantic interest is already dating someone else, or your boss is promoting someone else for the job you want. That person — or possibly multiple people — getting in the way is the 3P.
How does it get there?
That 3P is there because it’s something you expected to be there and subconsciously manifested. For instance, if you think the man you like is a total hottie and tell yourself, “oh he’d never date me. He only dates hot blond girls,” then that 3P can develop.
Can I make them go away?
Of course you can! It can be as serious as someone being married, someone already being in the position you want, etc. It doesn’t matter. A 3P can be easily taken away without doing anything insane or hurtful (no cheating, no homewrecking, no anger, no disrespect involved). Why? Because everyone is you pushed out.
Affirm things like, “[that person] wants me and only me” and “my boss picked me for that promotion. I got it. No one else did.” Have that confidence that you already have what you wanted and don’t react to what’s going on.
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