When sheâs fucking me so hard, gripping my waist, burying herself so deep inside my pussy, and tells me how sheâs going to cum inside me until Iâm leaking out >>>>>>>
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When sheâs fucking me so hard, gripping my waist, burying herself so deep inside my pussy, and tells me how sheâs going to cum inside me until Iâm leaking out >>>>>>>
Tracing my finger across their spine as I slowly fill up their hole- my seed leaking as my hips jerk and thrust harder into the pretty mess beneath me, soft whimpers escaping their mouth as I lean in- pushing myself further inside. "There, there, precious... I'm not done yet."
need to âthatâs it baby. take it. fucking take it. god, it fits so fucking well. you feel that baby? iâm so fucking deep inside right now you. you feel incredibleâ into their neck
Love the genre of sadism thatâs basically just extreme âcuteness agressionâ. âI love you so much that I get the overwhelming primal urge to violently manhandle and wound you, like some delicate prey thing that I need to rip open and savour the taste of.â
âi wanna convince you we donât need a condom and then lock my ankles around you when you try to pull out and make you cum inside me instead. hot and creamy and pulsing, wet pussy clenching repeatedly. youâre groaning and bracing yourself on your tensed forearms, trying not to drop all of your weight on me in this position so suddenly even through your orgasm. my nails in the back of your neck pulling you as close to me as i can before i slide those fingers into your hair and tell you that youâre fucking mine. i deserve this. grabbing your jaw with my free hand and sweeping my thumb over your lower lip. fast breathing, warm breathâ you nod with a satisfying degree of eagerness. enough that i treat you with a kiss. slow, deep. throbbing inside me again and giving me exactly what i want. every last drop
dick from a girl thats trying to chew through her muzzle to get at your neck
you invest in a stronger metal muzzle (smart), the frustration makes for great sex but it is a little unnerving feeling the cold bars pressed against your jugular all the time and hearing her teeth going chomp chomp chomp chomp chomp
I desperately want to be wrestled to the ground, and have a collar forced around my neck and to be violently muzzled while pinned down by a girl, struggling against her every step of the way.
I need her to punch me as hard as she can in the stomach, urgently
tags. soft dom! reader, bottom male character. riding, praise kink.
thinking about teaching a pillow princess how to ride.Â
âi c-canât do it,â he hiccups, holding back a sob, shaking his head as he lifts his hips the best he can on quivery knees, hands poised tightly on your shoulders. you can tell heâs trying, but he canât even make it all the way to the tip, knees buckling halfway and plummeting back onto your cock as he gargles, loud. âf-feels weird. âs too much, baby, i c-canât.âÂ
heâs all slicked up, glide easy, but youâre big and girthy and heâs never had someone stretch him out this way before. he wants to be good for you, but itâs so hard.Â
âyou can,â you murmur, guiding his hips forward in a slow, sensual arch, âdonât bounce, ah-ah, not like that. riding is all about the rolling, sweetheart.âÂ
he chokes out a soft mewl as he gives an experimental roll forwards, the bulbous head of your cock massaging his stomach walls, making him want to clench. he inches forward, and the right angle sends sparkles floating past his eyes as he gives in the urge to roll them back. âo-oh. that feels reaally good.âÂ
âfeels that good, mm?â you whisper, peppering gentle kisses on his neck as a small reward, making him squirm and giggle in his haze of pleasure. ânow try pushing your hips downwards a little when you roll forward. can you do that for me?âÂ
ây-yeah,â he swallows, obediently pressing his hips against yours snugly every time he grinds forward, the tip of his leaking cock bumping into your abdomen with every circular motion, whimpers bubbling out of parted lips. heâs never felt pleasure this good. heâs panting, no longer trying to pace himself, making little bunny jerks forward as he chases after the addictive feeling of a hard cock moving deep inside him. âoh, hn, ah, s-so good, b-baby.âÂ
âyeah, thatâs it, gorgeous,â you murmur, giving his hips and thighs an encouraging squeeze now and then, and he whines lightly in response, âyouâre an absolute natural, love. m-made for riding cock. told you you could do it.âÂ
âi amm?â he slurs, lidded eyes unable to focus, little breaths pushed out with every jolt while he continues to ride you like heâs been doing it for years, letting out lewd wails whenever you hit his spot just a little too good. âg-gonna, hngh, ride this dick foreva.âÂ
âgood boy,â you mutter fondly, âiâll keep you here forever, then. keep going, iâm about to cum.âÂ
masterlist!
tags. dom top! reader, sub male character. sadistic!reader, naĂŻve!character. dacryphilia, yandere/possessive behaviour, rough sex, ownership, objectification, praise kink.
in which you slow it down . . . and make it bouncy.Â
the sweat makes it hard to grip onto your bare shoulders, your skin hot and sticky under his touch, but he needs the leverage if heâs going to survive this. he cries out, loud and needy, the iron clasp you have on his waist making it impossible to escape the storm of pleasure that forces its way in with every single thrust.Â
âmy beautiful, sweet boy. taking me so well.â youâre kissing every inch of his face, purple hickeys blooming all over his neck, carelessly pressing bruises into his battered body and marking him up like territory. âyou were made for me, pretty doll. donât you see? you were made so i could fit inside you.âÂ
and there you go again, purring honey into his ear, low-spoken words stained with heat and sin. he doesnât know what youâre saying, he doesnât care what. just knows youâre using him like heâs some sort of human-sized fleshlight, sturdy palms pushing and pulling at him like heâs a piece of dough, like this is a fucking pottery class youâre attending and not sex. he sobs loudly, tears dribbling down his cheeks in big fat globs and youâre not even giving him time to catch his breath before heâs being lifted again.Â
one thing heâs learnt is that the emptiness never lasts long. he doesnât even dare breathe. only whispers the numbers under his breath like youâve told him to. one . . . two . . . and three.Â
and just as promised, your cock slides into him like a bull charging into a ring, penetrating him like it belongs inside; finally nestled in his sloppy, ruined hole like you have the right to call him home. it almost hurts when the tender meat of his ass bounces hard on the front of your thighs, and you only laugh when he cries harder.Â
he sniffles and whines out âyou meanie!â before burying his face into your chest, but itâs hardly a protest. after all, youâre the only one that can take care of his body like this, and youâre the only one who ever will.
to repay you for your kindness, heâll gladly take on any punishment you give him. just like the good, sweet boy you tell him he is.Â
masterlist!
tags. dom top! reader, sub male character. sadistic!reader, naĂŻve!character. dacryphilia, yandere/possessive behaviour, rough sex, ownership, objectification, praise kink.
in which you slow it down . . . and make it bouncy.Â
the sweat makes it hard to grip onto your bare shoulders, your skin hot and sticky under his touch, but he needs the leverage if heâs going to survive this. he cries out, loud and needy, the iron clasp you have on his waist making it impossible to escape the storm of pleasure that forces its way in with every single thrust.Â
âmy beautiful, sweet boy. taking me so well.â youâre kissing every inch of his face, purple hickeys blooming all over his neck, carelessly pressing bruises into his battered body and marking him up like territory. âyou were made for me, pretty doll. donât you see? you were made so i could fit inside you.âÂ
and there you go again, purring honey into his ear, low-spoken words stained with heat and sin. he doesnât know what youâre saying, he doesnât care what. just knows youâre using him like heâs some sort of human-sized fleshlight, sturdy palms pushing and pulling at him like heâs a piece of dough, like this is a fucking pottery class youâre attending and not sex. he sobs loudly, tears dribbling down his cheeks in big fat globs and youâre not even giving him time to catch his breath before heâs being lifted again.Â
one thing heâs learnt is that the emptiness never lasts long. he doesnât even dare breathe. only whispers the numbers under his breath like youâve told him to. one . . . two . . . and three.Â
and just as promised, your cock slides into him like a bull charging into a ring, penetrating him like it belongs inside; finally nestled in his sloppy, ruined hole like you have the right to call him home. it almost hurts when the tender meat of his ass bounces hard on the front of your thighs, and you only laugh when he cries harder.Â
he sniffles and whines out âyou meanie!â before burying his face into your chest, but itâs hardly a protest. after all, youâre the only one that can take care of his body like this, and youâre the only one who ever will.
to repay you for your kindness, heâll gladly take on any punishment you give him. just like the good, sweet boy you tell him he is.Â
masterlist!
tentacle monster that HAS to come in you since everytime you two have sex the need to breed overwhelms all of their senses vs you, the human partner, who knows that they shouldn't cum inside you for multiple reasons but every single time you hear their growls as they reach climax, they wrap their other tentacles around your thighs so hard that you can't even attempt to wiggle your way out, they press your legs together and cum inside you all of they want, and that makes you so horny that all thoughts fly out of the window until you're just lying there with your hole fully stuffed
When sheâs fucking me so hard, gripping my waist, burying herself so deep inside my pussy, and tells me how sheâs going to cum inside me until Iâm leaking out >>>>>>>
God, he's adorable I need to fuck him like a Fleshlight, breed him like a boy like him is meant to be bred
So unbelievably hard at the thought of a cute boy bending over for me, laying on his stomach with his ass up. Watching him squirm as i drag my nails down his back, his shoulders tensing and relaxing as my palms slide further down ... rubbing the head of my cock against his pretty hole and slowly pushing it in ... hearing all those pretty whimpers and moans he makes, -his voice trembling as I fill him up-, turning to sobs as i slam my cock into him ... his ass full and red from my grip, breeding him over and over until my cum is dripping out of that little hole
grinding into his cunt with my knot, hearing him stutter out a soft "more", so i put his knees over my shoulders and pound into him like its the last thing ill do. my hips jerking violently while he lets out soft "ah ah ah"s. feeling his hole convulse around me, watching his dick throb as he cums. cumming inside him and letting him feel the heat travel up his stomach. pulling out and hearing a pop while all my nut spills out of his pretty little pussy.
hearing âaahhh fuck.. yessss just like that princess keep going youâre doing so wellâ from between his thighs đ”âđ«đ”âđ«đ« đ«