what made me cum

This blog is for recording the thoughts that made me cum. Needless to say I and the blog are 18+

[what-made-me-come]

Gonna start a series detailing what scenario or idea pushed me over the edge every time I cum. Mostly for my own entertainment and posterity.

This is going to get extremly fucked up. The only thing I can promise won't be included is scat. I'm going to try to tag but enter at your own risk.

Tags so far:

#denial

#group

#pain kink

#sadism

#masochism

#bottom position

#top position

#dominant

#submissive

#caged

#body mod kink

#cw noncon

#cw gore

#snvff k!nk

#real life play

#birth or pregnancy

#throating

#dumbification

#detransition kink

#breeding (as in creampies)

#age difference

#hole stretching

#anal

#restrained

#stomach bulge

#women involved

#ftm nsft

#cis man nsft

#fauxest

#stranger kink

[what-made-me-come]

Fucking my cat mutual while he calls me daddy

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Silver mutual looking up at me like I'm their God and drinking my piss like it's divine nectar

[what-made-me-come]

Having raw breeding sex with my cat mutual. He's not on T but telling him that he's gonna get on it soon enough so he should be protected, fully intending to get him knocked up

[bl00dy-wolf]

would be so so fun to corrupt a guy into being autonecro. would want a guy whos curious, but scared of the idea. doesnt like thinking about it because the idea of being dead is terrifying. some guys just dont care since theyll be dead anyway and wont feel it. apathy seems more difficult to work with. fear though, that i can definitely use.

i corrupted myself into being a necro, so i think that would help. id talk to him, calm and kindly, about what freaks him out so badly. if hes not actually going to die, just in fantasy, what gets him so anxious? from there i can prod and ask more questions to see if theres any attraction underneath that they cant feel because of the fear. how far does his masochism go? how gory do things in his head get? is he also into free use and somno? sooo many things to ask. not all at once of course, wouldnt want it to be too obvious what im doing. taking it too fast would probably scare him off and build up mental walls i dont want. the questions also plant little seeds in their mind, and seeds need time to grow.

i wonder how long it would take. obviously different amounts of time for different people but still.

[urbrotherlover]

They’re both of high status. They have reputations to uphold, appearances to keep. And it’d be easier for the youngest, if his older brother wasn’t always trying to make a fool of him. He trips him when they walk into a room together, pinches him during times of silence. Everybody talks about the youngest, the clumsy little thing with a loud mouth. He’s knocked down so easily, and yet he doesn’t back down ever.

It’s why he insists he can spar with his brother and the other boys in training. His brother knocks him down over and over, his face scuffed with dirt and knees bleeding.

“Come on brother. This is just sad. How are you supposed to protect us if you can’t even protect yourself?”

He still gets up on shakey legs, his brothers friends laughing at him. He lunges, only to be knocked down onto his face again.

“You’re a horrible man. Maybe you should be a lady in waiting instead. You’re only the spare, nobody would bat an eye if I made you my bitch instead.”

His brothers words are always cruel, what makes his blood run cold is when his brother pins him, his hard cock now pressed against his ass. He kicks his legs out, squirms violently trying to get away. Nobody will help him. The heir, his older brother, gets away with everything. Get whatever he wants. And as his hips roll and grind into his ass it’s clear what he wants is his little brothers virginity.

“Stop it! I’ll kill you! I’ll fucking kill you!”

“You can’t even get me off you. How are you going to kill me huh? Fucking face it, you’re nothing. If I want to turn you into a whore that’s my right.”

[what-made-me-come]

This post, no caveats or buts

[what-made-me-come]

Breaking in a new s with my fellow k, fucking their throat as my buddies fill their cunt and beer bottle fills their asshole

[smack4smack]

dad and son get drunk together, dad has to go piss, tells son to come with him- son is confused, dad asks son to get on his knees-

“i want you to try something for daddy, please, ive really wanted to do this with you, i think about it a lot, just get on your knees and open your mouth,”

son obliges confused, he thinks dad wants a blowjob, but-

dad takes his cock out, aims it at his son, pisses directly in his mouth, son brings his mouth closer and bats his pretty eyelashes at daddy,

he takes his cock out and strokes it as he looks at daddy, now covered in his piss, swallows what remains in his mouth like he hasn’t had a drink in weeks,

“i want you to do that again daddy,” he says desperately- daddy’s baby may be grown but he never grew out of that word, he’s never been dad, or father- “aim it at my face, please daddy, like I’m just some nasty cheap faggot”-

daddy aims right for his face, right in the center- pisses on his face, aims down his body, “you want to be daddy’s little faggot urinal?” aims at his cock that’s fucking his own hand- baby boy pumps his cock, now wet with daddy’s piss, leaning in to put daddy’s cock in his mouth,

daddy instructs him to get on his hands and knees and stick his ass up, pulls his pants and underwear off- he has something better than a blowjob, much, much better.

he spits on his baby’s pretty smooth hole, spits on his fingers, shoves them both inside- pretty boy rolls his eyes back; it hurts, it hurts but he knows daddy would never want to hurt him, not on purpose, he only ever wants to steer him in the right direction- he moans and cries out for daddy, who soothes him, rubs his back, “I know baby I know, but it will be worth it, I promise,”

daddy finger fucks his hole until it’s just opened up enough, asks his angel to spread it open so daddy can see it good, spits on it a few more times-

“now you can REALLY be daddy’s personal urinal,” he says, sticks the tip of his cock inside, which makes his baby yelp in a mix of pain and ecstasy, and pisses one last time, that’s all he has left, pisses inside his little boy’s ass, so tight and warm and hot,

he knows it hurts his boy, but he can’t help himself- he forcefully grabs his shoulders, slams himself further and further inside, empties the rest of his bladder out- stays put so his baby can feel his piss plugged inside of him, it feels so warm, so naughty,

“daddy,” he moans, squirming on his cock, “tell me how filthy and disgusting and trashy I am,”

with no self control left, daddy fucks his piss inside his poor baby’s swollen hole, grabs a fistfull of his hair so hard baby’s head rolls back,

“i can’t believe i have such a disgusting slut for a son, so fucking nasty and values himself so little he begs his own father to piss on him,” -he slaps him open handed on the cheek, “that’s all you were born for, to be daddy’s faggot, daddy’s little fuckhole, daddy’s fucking urinal,”

baby boy’s legs are weak, he’s completely spent, piss and snot all over his face- he cries out weekly and dribbles cum onto the floor, ready to pass out-

daddy fucks him harder, harder than he ever has in the past, grunting and choking him- cums deep inside, breeds his boy’s piss filled ass-

he rolls him over, orders him to get up, orders him to lick his cock clean, suck it all off- “I don’t care that it was inside your ass”- orders him to thank him,

pisses on him one last time, all over his now deflated exhausted body, and stumbles off to grab himself another beer.

[what-made-me-come]

This post, with the male sq mutual in mind

[what-made-me-come]

Fucking my mutuals raw to knock them up, fully and openly intending to do so. I have one with an already swollen belly holding the other down while I fuck them. They're unsure if they actually want this, but I'm not slowing down and it's turning them on too much to resist it

[what-made-me-come]

Taking the virginity of a younger girl as an older guy and risking getting her pregnant

[what-made-me-come]

Throat fucking my long time k mutual but not the silver one, the other. Burying myself deep down, almost reaching his chest. His eyes rolled back as I go balls deep

[what-made-me-come]

Casually pissing down the throat of my silver mutual

[what-made-me-come]

My cat boy mutual trapped beneath me, pussy spread open, and the thought that he's not on any kind of birth control as I fuck him raw

[what-made-me-come]

Tying up my cat mutual, gagging and watching the horror dawn on his face as I push into his pussy instead of his ass. Rutting into him as he tries to struggle but fails, and rewarding him with a breeding cream pie

[what-made-me-come]

Knocking my silver mutual up and feeling the baby I put in them kick

[what-made-me-come]

Impregnating my silver mutual

[angst-loch]

One of our graduate students presented a new artifice today. The school is proud to provide ongoing support to recent alumni to help them find their niche before they go found towers of their own, just as long as they’re able to demonstrate new advancements in their fields.

The young man had two of his student assistants haul in the demonstration subject; I vaguely recognized him as a fellow graduate with whom the presenting mage had shared a rivalry. The bound, naked wizard’s hair had been shorn, apparently forcefully based on the shallow lacerations in his stubbly scalp. The presenter explained that while his device- a beetle-shaped gadget with gangly steel limbs- would not be impeded by the subject’s hair, he had removed his victim’s locks to ensure we got a clear view. Meanwhile, the bound wizard was cussing up a storm even as he pleaded with myself and my fellow faculty to intervene.

The presenter uttered a command word, causing the device’s limbs to spring up and forward toward the subject. He released the insectoid object, allowing it to fly through the air. Quickly, it affixed itself to its victim, first wrapping its lowest set of legs around his neck before two more wrenched his mouth open. The presenter explained that while the earlier models had broken his test subjects’ jaws, the newest design would only dislocate those of the most resistant victims. Fortunately, he had retained a command that would still execute this earlier functionality; the threat of having his mandible shattered quieted the captive’s struggles slightly.

Finally, the uppermost set of limbs arced over the victim’s skull in order to hook into his nostrils, pulling his nose into the shape of a porcine snout. To be honest, I wasn’t impressed at this point; it was easy enough to affix a gag to one’s enemies and victims with a simple paralysis curse, if you were so dead set on raping his mouth. However, the presenter ordered his lackeys to remove the subject’s bindings, allowing him to stand on shaky legs. He stood there for a moment, knees buckling, until the presenter pushed his robes aside and fished out his cock. As soon as the presenter rolled back his foreskin, the victim stumbled toward him, seemingly being forced forward by the device wrapping around his skull, which was aglow with ruddy sigils.

While the victim forcefully deepthroated the presenter’s dick, gagging and spitting up on his own naked body in the process, the latter continued to describe the superiority of the design over other binding methods. In addition to humiliating the victim by contorting his face into that of a pig-like whore, the device essentially lobotomizes the target on a temporary basis. With hardly any intellect left to control their body, a low-power mind control hex easily guides the victim into performing whatever lascivious acts seem appropriate.

The presenter welcomed us observers to join the demonstration, making his victim choke himself to death on our cocks while we discussed the funding that would be needed to produce a full-body version of the device.

[what-made-me-come]

This post, having someone choke to death on my cock