Horny Faggot 🖤

a sideblog for me to store my fav nsfw posts

[this-fags-blog]

call me Eirene, any pronouns, service switch, I am a legal adult <3

this is an NSFW BLOG

this is not a place for; Minors, homophobes, transphobes, TERFS, pro-contact paraphiles, kink-shamers, abelists, and the like.

my kinks: blood, grinding/humping, cnc, freeuse, piss, overstimulation, teratophilia, crying, somnophilia, exhibitionalism, voyerism, fauxcest, erotophonophilia, wound fucking, feeding/feeder

my turn-offs: scent/musk, breathplay, gunplay, scat, bruises, de-transition, pig play

the red text are my hard no’s

boundaries: please do not DM me sexual content without my explicit permission, do not try to start rp’s with me, or direct sexual reblogs towards me, otherwise everything else is fine

[this-fags-blog]

Just came with something in BOTH my urethra and vagina. Fuck it was so hot and intense, I couldn’t stop clenching and I felt it rub up against my clit from the inside every time I convulsed with pleasure. I came so quick too, just two minutes and I was a goner. I’m gonna have to do this more often

[strange-private-fantasies]

Tentacle monster that hides itself inside of a ‘shell’ to perfectly imitate a human. It looks, feels, talks, moves, and acts like a human, if only a pretty big and tall one. It goes to work, has its own place, runs errands, and socializes.

But it might get you alone and split its shell open for all its tentacles to fly out. Binding to keep you from running, caressing your body and fucking every hole you’ve got for hours on end. If you’re lucky, when it’s finished it’ll secrete a substance to knock you out and make you forget about the last few hours, leaving you somewhere and pretending it had nothing to do with your mystery ordeal

But if you’re unlucky (or I guess lucky based on your perspective), it’ll decide it likes you a bit TOO much, sealing its shell with you inside of it with no problem thanks to its size. As it goes back to its daily life, no one will suspect a thing while its tentacles violate all your holes 24/7. Even if you tried to scream, what little sound you could get past the tentacle in your throat will be muted by its shell. The people just inches away from you on the train won’t hear a thing

You can feel vibrations passing through its tentacles as it talks and laughs. Hear the rumbling and squelching around you as it digests its food. Feel its form shift and bend as it moves about. Your entire world is this monster now, both inside and out

[softestlxmb]

fucked by a ghost as you sit on a packed train, desperately trying to disguise the movement of your hips as you grind pathetically on the invisible dick that's filling you. biting your lip and trying to muffle your moans because all you can do is sit there and take it.

[spicymotte]

nice sword

[this-fags-blog]

Anything can be erotic if you stare at it long enough

[romanticmonster]

Stabbing someone with similar coercions used with 'it's just the tip':

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Yeah, I've read whole lot about it. It shouldn't be too bad. You know? It's just like, a little cut. Like how you cut your finger sometimes when you chop fruit or vegetables?

No, no, don't come with that, I've seen how strong you are. You remember how you still walked when you fell last week? Yes I know youre tough. That's why I'm asking you! You're the only one who I can bring this to.

Sure, it will just be a little bit. Just a bit. Great! Ok! Just lay there. You don't mind if I saddle you right? It's just so I can be more careful. You don't need to be nervous. It'll be fine! You know me!

Oh! Sorry sorry, yea this knife is a little intimidating. Sorry, I should've mentioned it before but you already agreed right? Just a bit? I won't do more. Really, it doesn't matter about how big this is.

There we go, deep breaths. There - Ah see! You're taking it so well, not some bad right? You aren't even bleeding really. Not really. It barely stung too! Told you I'd be careful! You think I can do a tiny bit more. This was nothing right? I barely got to experience anything. Promise, promise, yea just a bit more.

Oooh, oh wow, that's good. Look, can you see it? Sorry, I know this hurts more but youre still fine. Look at that, did you even think you'd be able to take this much? No, no, it's fine, I'm just seeing if it's in the right place. It's hard to tell with all the blood. Your body sure can compensate! You'll be fine! Remember I read all about doing this, that's why I needed you. To experience it. No good just reading about it.

Hmm? Take it out? But that will hurt way worse, I don't think I should. This isn't even that bad. I think you can more right? You're already this far, a little more won't kill you. Yea it won't -

No, stop don't struggle. You're making this harder! You're going to hurt yourself! Stop it!!

Fuck, could you just breathe?! Agh it's just a little more. Just a bit more. Yea I'm not letting you up. If I don't fucking hold you down now you'll get hurt. Yea, oh fuck- look at it plunge into you! Watch watch! Fuck you're taking it all! Oh damn I didn't think you could!

Don't move obviously! Then it won't hurt.

There there, it's already in. I got it in, mmm, so much blood. Don't worry. We have to leave it there, or else you'll be in a way worse situation.

Mmm yea stay still, don't move. Don't pull it out. You don't want to bleed out do you? Yea yea, I'll call someone in a moment. Just a moment, just -

What? You're already like this? Let me just have this. Fuck, I didn't think it would get me this hard. I have to just pump it a bit. Don't move, or you'll make it worse, yea I'll be done quickly... Don't panic. You'll be ok if I call someone soon. I fuck, agh, fuck sorry you're just so hot like this. No I didn't know I'd get like this, really, but fuck shut up let me just cum to this, you have enough time, that fucking knife sticking out of you, you have no idea, oh fuck I'm - agh - yea, oh fuck oh fuck, I'm going to cum fuck! Fuck! -

Mmm, I don't think I've ever cum so hard, it's messed in.

Jesus fuck.

Hmm? you tired? Yea yea, I know. I'm going.

[this-fags-blog]

using your full bladder to discretely masturbate while in public >>>

[eepy-lil-sis]

waking up in the middle of the night to feel your big sister cuddling you. i mean, that's what she's always done, right? she's just protective of you.

realizing that her gock is hard, leaky, and pressed firmly right against your ass. that's ok, she's asleep and doesn't realize. it's just a biological response.

pretending to go back to sleep as you hear your sister's breathing hitch. she murmurs a "hey, are you awake?" not loud enough to wake you normally, but soft enough that you could hear her.

at no response, you feel her shuffle around a little, the sudden warmth of her bare skin on the lower half of your body. you feel her fingers hook around your waistband and begin to pull. you stay quiet and pretend to keep sleeping in fear that you'll make her upset or scare her.

feeling her pull down your pajama pants and panties as she lets out a soft gasp at your perky, bubbly ass. her hand grabs it and squeezes it softly, and you try not to make a sound or show any sign of stirring.

hearing the sound of a drawer opening and closing before a cold, wet finger circles your hole, lubing it up. the finger goes away and is replaced by the feeling of something much thicker and heavier.

[teatimezz]

Not being able to reach properly to masturbate is actually so so so so so fucking hot. Like the gluttony you’ve brought on yourself is now the same reason why you can’t reach over that soft gut and it’s so good. It’s like those old myths and tales of how one’s greed can come back to bite you in a much more hedonistic horny way. Its poetic and hot and I love it

[cosmic-writes-novels]

congratulations on your new position at between & beyond logistics. you work as a delivery driver, and your customers are—

okay, your customers are monsters. you deliver packages. they deliver something else entirely.

[play the demo here]

this is an explicit, campy IF about a very normal delivery driver on very abnormal routes. every chapter introduces a new monster. every monster has opinions about your arrival. things escalate. your boss is choosing not to investigate.

a note on the format: this isn't a game where every choice reshapes the story. you have some agency, but a significant portion of this is a fixed experience. the perversion is non-negotiable. you're here to witness it as much as direct it. if you're looking for a game that bends entirely to your will, this probably isn't it. if you're looking for a game that will do things to you regardless, welcome!

play as a man or a woman, gay, straight, or bi

encounter 11 monsters, each with different exciting abilities

12 possible endings, including one that's a secret option that we're not discussing yet

a surprisingly emotional through-line underneath all the smut

gerald

content warning:

dubcon elements, entrapment, bloodplay, breathplay, predator/prey dynamics, degradation, loss of control, altered state due to narcotic substances, mild body horror, dubious logistics, and one (1) parliamentary goblin situation

this is a passion project born from my thirst for monsterfucking. i've wanted to play something like this for a long time and couldn't find exactly what i was looking for, so i'm making it myself. i hope it scratches the same itch for you that it's scratching for me :)

[friolily]

Sisters who are also girlfriends.

Their parents definitely know, after that time they got caught in bed together. Luckily they weren't mad or anything, but they almost never speak of it directly. Mom still occasionally subtly teases them about it though.

Mom who accidentally overhears her daughters' moans one night when she gets up to get a glass of water. They've started being a lot louder now that they don't have to worry about keeping it a secret anymore. She knows she should just continue walking by and let them have their privacy, but she just can't. Something inexplicably keeps her affixed outside their bedroom door, entranced by the erotic sounds of her own daughters going at each other like wild animals.

Mom whose hand instinctively moves towards her crotch without her even realizing until she suddenly feels how wet she is. She mentally chastises herself for getting this aroused at her own daughters. Mom who hesitates for a moment before ultimately giving in and fingering herself to relieve her lust.

Mom who is masturbating to the sound of her daughters fucking on the other side of their bedroom door. The sisters' moans of ecstasy and the repeated wet slapping of big sister ramming her girlcock into her little sister's ass fuel their mother's lust as she covertly gets herself off. Steadily, their pace increases and their moans grow louder as the sisters approach their climax. "Ahghhh... cumming" little sister utters softly, the pulsating tightness of her anus as she orgasms causing big sister to quickly follow suit.

Mom who makes herself cum to the sound of her daughters cumming.

[ragnarockz]

[rottingbedframe]

thinking about sounding a girl while she begs me to actually fuck her pussy. thrusting that rod up her pisshole, lubed up with her own juices while her dripping cunt clenches around nothing. maybe even gaslighting her that i am fucking her cunt, why else would you be so wet sweetheart?

[rforshort]

Tied Up, 1940, by Tadeusz Styka

[averagetransdaughter-deactivate]

A mom who keeps weakly protesting with things such as, "Stop—no, seriously! We can't—sweetie, no. Sweetie—" and a daughter whose ears are ringing from all the blood rushing to her cock. Her mom's ass just wobbles so much when she moves around like that...

A daughter who peels those tight fucking jeans off of her mom and pushes her into the couch, pulling those panties to the side so she can force her thick cock into the searing-hot pussy in front of her.

That's all it takes for her poor mom to finally acquiesce, turning into a moaning whore from the feeling of her daughter's cock stretching her wide. This is all she's ever wanted—even though she could never say so. What self-respecting mother wouldn't want her daughter to hammer her cunt until drool is running down her chin—kissing and nibbling on her neck all the while?

A thick milf like her was made to take it, daughter or not~

[nightfallfromgraces]

Thinking about evil queen stepmothers… Instead of trying to kill you or curse you or exile you, she decides that the best way to gain the upper hand is to corrupt and control you. It’s easy to gain your trust, you poor, motherless princess. You come to crave her gentle words and you barely even notice the poison inside them. She tells you what a good, sweet little thing you are, too naive to reign. She caresses your cheeks and sighs how beautiful you are, how vibrant and adorable, and too young and pretty to be respected. She consoles you in her arms whenever you feel sad, and she whispers how lovely it is that you can be open with her like this, that you trust her so much, how you can just let her handle everything that upsets you, especially as you are too fragile to bear the weight of the crown.

The queen has you lean on her for everything. What gown to wear to the ball, how to answer the letter of a neighboring kingdom’s prince. Soon you even ask her to teach you how to kiss, how to love. She smiles down at you and spreads your legs and tells you that only she would take the time to be this gentle with you. She has you mewling around her and she whispers against your neck how anyone else would’ve already been much more selfish, taking their pleasure from you without any care if you are broken in the process.

She spreads you suddenly wider than you are comfortable with, pushes too deep, in an angle that hurts, and you cry out in fear and pain. Immediately, she shushes you, caresses and soothes the pain, kisses it all better. That was just to show what she could do to you. What anyone else in her stead would do to you. Constantly. Aren’t you so thankful to have her be the one to take you and guide you through this?

Forget your royal blood, princess. You are nothing but a child in her arms. Or maybe a pet. Maybe you’re just nothing. Your fingers are not meant to hold the scepter, but to sink into her. Your tongue is not made for speeches, but to be ridden by her. For all your titles, only she can give you any meaning. You cling onto the queen and you beg for her to stay with you forever, to keep you, to tell you what to do. What kind of stepmother would say no?

When the king dies under mysterious circumstances, it won’t be you who will be coronated. You abdicate your birthright willingly. No one has to force the golden chain around your neck, or make you kneel beside the throne. You lay down at your queen stepmother’s feet like a trained dog, ready to service her at any moment. The whole court can now see how the heir to the throne is relegated to a royal concubine, to put it kindly.

But isn’t it such a relief to finally know your place in the world, princess?