zephyr

they/them, 18

[heart-tipped-tail]

mm, i need to be fucked in a room full of people. i want to be sat between someone’s legs while they finger my cunt, everyone from friends to strangers watching. soon, i’m stretched out around a cock or a strap. folks are taking pictures, reaching out to touch me, waiting for their turns. and i’m just so eager to satisfy each and every one of them.

[notsafeforhumans]

tw non-consensual groping, free use

Imagine exploring a cave—you’re already deep, about to turn around and find your way back when your flashlight starts flickering. And then, it’s pitch-black. You try not to panic, feel your way out, hands searching for a wall, something that can guide you back. Confident you’ve made out a familiar corner, you take a bold step forward, and immediately find out it’s the wrong one. The fall is short but nonetheless painful. You lose consciousness—and wake up to a curious sight. Little imps, maybe reaching up to your waist, scurry around. They have red skin, elf-like ears, a lean build—wear nothing but loincloths. They’ve put up little lanterns, lighting up the bottom of what seems to be a chasm. In the darkness above you, you can’t make out anything. There’s no way you’ll get out of here on your own.

“Hey, you—“ You pull yourself up and grab one of the imps by his wrist, “Can you help me get out?”

He makes a hissing noise and goes about his way. Walks up to the others who seem to have a lively discussion about something. From out of nowhere comes a little claw, cupping your breast. You shriek, and scramble away. Another imp gets even bolder and grabs your thigh, inching closer to your crotch until you swat his hand away.

Right, you think. You have about fifteen horny imps in front of you. And you’ve got something they want.

“Let’s make a deal,” you say, and start undressing, “I help you—you help me. Alright?”

You’re not even fully naked when you’re jumped by a horde of imps. The bold one pulls your panties to the side, holds his loincloth out of the way and lines up his huge red cock with your entrance. When he pushes inside, a moan escapes you—and your mouth gets stuffed with another cock. They are brutes—fuck into you like there’s no tomorrow, like it’s been so long since they last found their release. While two of them chase their high, the others grope your breasts, rub their dicks on your body until you’re covered in pre-cum.

Then, a third one goes for your ass. It’s a lot. You haven’t taken this much cock before. And it’s good. You’re on your side, an imp fucking your ass, another between your legs slamming into your pussy, a third one making you gag on his cock. You’re whining, letting out cries of pleasure—grateful that there’s no one else around to witness this—and soon enough, you’re desperate to come. Suddenly, your leg gets yanked up by a fourth imp. Impatiently, he crouches down between the two others, rips your panties, and starts working his cock into your pussy. The chasm is filled with wet sounds and their vicious pounding, getting faster and faster. You haven’t been fucked so good in your entire life. And when you finally come—come hard enough to make the cave walls shake—three other imps are already standing in line.

Leaving this cave doesn’t seem that urgent after all.

[dervampireprince]

where’s the royalty kink stuff that’s between a prince and a king of another kingdom? i’ve seen prince x knight (which i love), prince x thief, prince x prince, but consider: prince x king (from a different kingdom)

a king is visiting the kingdom to find a bride that will help keep peace between the nations. at the last kingdom. the king and queen are waiting with their sons and daughters, the princesses are lined up in their finest dresses, blushing or disinterested. time has been organised for the visiting king to spend with each of them to get to know them and see if they like each other, but each day the king’s gaze always wanders to one of their brothers in particular. each time the prince flushes and looks away, which only makes the king stare more. he corners the prince whenever he can, converses with him, convinces him to go out riding with him. he asks the prince if he might join him for a nightcap. blushing and eyes darting the prince worries if they will be seen, but accepts. the wine is forgotten about when the prince’s hands are clawing in the furs around the king’s shoulders as strong hands hold him in the king’s lap before picking him up and depositing him on the bed. the king is soft and coaxing with the virgin prince, telling him he doesn’t have to take his cock right away, but the prince is curious and eager. even after prepping him, the king stretches the prince out, hushing, stroking his sides, as his thrusts become rougher and his gentle voice never stops telling the prince how well he’s taking him, how warm and tight and perfect he is, how pretty he looks with his hair spilled around him, with tears pricking the corner of his eyes, with his lips flush and swollen. the king holds the prince through the night, knowing he has found his betrothed.

a prince from a fallen and ruined kingdom seeking refuge at a neighboring kingdom they’ve always had a rocky relationship with. the king smirks at the princeling and says he can stay in his palace for a price. at first he has the prince eat with him. then has clothes he wants the prince to wear set out. thin, light fabrics in pale blues and whites, gold and silver chains around his neck and waist and arms, pins for his hair, rouge for his cheeks, powder for his eyes. the prince has brought few clothes with him and picks from what feels the least humiliating to wear, until he notices how the king stares at him, how his eyes feast on him when the prince wears these clothes. he thinks he can turn this humiliation back onto the king if he plays into it, wears the most revealing clothes he can to distract the king. maybe he’d embarrass himself and lose track of his thoughts during important meetings, maybe he’d be so seduced that the prince could wrap him around his finger. though the king knew what games the prince was playing. he’d start putting his hands on the prince more, on his neck, on his hips, moving him around. the prince’s confidence seemed to disappear as the king made more and more advances. he wasn’t sure when he was reacting and responding to the touches on purpose as an act… or when he was naturally responding to them for real. by the time he’s let the king dress him in nothing but chains and jewels and he’s warming his cock while the king reads through important documents and when he’s bouncing on the king’s cock afterwards as a reward for keeping so still, he’s forgotten he was ever trying to act.

a prince and a king from waring kingdoms who end up stranded together, perhaps left for dead, and have to work together to get back to safety. the king mocks the prince for his brashness, for still having so much to learn, and the prince spits back at the king for being stuck in his ways, for being stubborn and lazy. they continue to fight, even as they bandage each other’s wounds and have to draw close together in front of the fires they build. when they wash in the stream the prince thinks he’s being sneaky when he glances at the king, scared body half submerged in water, but the king knows he’s being watched. eventually when their soldiers find them, the king has already fucked the prince on the dirt in front of their campfire with it’s flames dancing in the prince’s eyes, in a field during an argument as he pushed the prince’s face into the dirt and grass and pinned him there, against the bed of the river after holding the prince’s head underwater until he was spluttering around his cock. if the soldiers noticing the flush on the prince’s and king’s cheeks before they’ve even started arguing again, they don’t say anything. perhaps the prince asks his father to appoint him to be in charge of handling the peace treaty between the kingdoms so he can have an excuse to keep visiting the other king.

or something like that, i don’t know

[this is about and for trans mlm, dni if you are adding wlw takes in the tags or as additions to this post]

[pr3ttypunisher]

you crying. squirming. telling me it’s too much. hands pushing weakly at my wrist. hips twisting trying to get away from the vibrator and chasing it at the same time.

me just tilting my head. looking at you.

“too much?” wiping your cheek with my thumb. fingers still moving inside you. vibrator still pressed right where it is. “baby.”

you nodding frantically. more tears coming. “please.. it’s too much i can’t—”

“you can’t.” repeating it softly. curling my fingers. feeling you clench hard around them despite yourself. “but you’re still taking my fingers so well.” pressing the vibrator a little firmer. watching your hips lift toward it before you can stop them. “and you’re still so wet, sweetheart.” pulling my fingers back slightly. showing you. “look.”

you hiding your face.

“no no.” catching your chin. turning you back. “look, baby. look how wet you are.” letting you see. “does that look like too much to you?”

you sobbing softly. “i don’t know…i don’t know it’s—”

“it’s confusing.” finishing it for you. sympathetic. gentle. sliding my fingers back in. deep. feeling you gasp through the crying. “your body pulling in two directions at once. wanting more and trying to run at the same time.” thumb finding your clit alongside the vibrator now. watching your whole body jolt. “that’s so hard for you, isn’t it.”

you nodding weakly. fresh tears sliding down your face.

“poor baby.” wiping each one as it falls. attentive. tender. fingers curling steady and deep. vibrator still pressed against you. “your body just doesn’t know what it wants.”

“please—” barely a word. hands gripping my wrist. not pulling. just holding on.

“please what, sweetheart.” curling harder. feeling you clench. “please stop?” pulling the vibrator away.

your hips chasing it immediately.

“or please don’t stop?” pressing it back. watching your whole face crumple with fresh tears. “see. that’s what i thought.”

you sobbing properly now. not from pain. just from too much. from being so overstimulated your body doesn’t know how to hold it all. crying. desperate. still so wet and pliant for me.

“so which one do i listen to?” asked so softly. tilting my head. thumb circling your clit slow. fingers pumping steady. “your words or your body?”

you shaking your head. can’t answer.

“that’s okay.” pressing a kiss to your wet cheek. tasting salt. “i’ll decide for you.” settling in. getting comfortable. “i’m going to listen to your body, baby. i think that’s the right call.”

you making a broken desperate sound.

“shh.” stroking your hair back from your wet face. kissing your forehead affectionately. “you’re doing so well. such a good girl. crying and still taking it so perfectly.” curling deep. feeling you arch. “your body knows exactly what it wants. even if you don’t.“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

[hellmonstercock]

thinking about being a lil younger and driving out of state alone for the first time and my car breaks down at a rest stop and a helpful older man helps me call a tow service and offers to wait with me and then “helpfully” pins me in a stall in the bathroom and pops my cherry even though i keep telling him it hurts and i don’t want to

he leaves and of course the towing company never comes, he didn’t call them. The next trucker i ask for help ends up raping me in the back seat of my car. Next i get fucked on the pavement by a man who comes so much inside me that it practically pours out, and pushes it all back inside. They’re all so much larger and stronger than me that its like they don’t even notice me begging for them to stop, or at least to pleaee not cum inside me

[baby1luv]

in the mood to be tied down and force fucked against my will by a group of mean people. i want to be stripped naked and my legs forced open and hear them all laugh and mock me when they see how drippy my pussy is. i want to struggle against my ropes, beg and plead through a gag for them to just let me go, i want to cry as they run their hands all over my body, pinching and toying with my over sensitive nipples and reaching between my legs to spread and fondle my soft pussy folds. i want two of them to suck my nipples while a third bends down and begins to eat me out while I’m screaming behind my gag because it feels too good, it’s far too intimate an act when I’m being forced by strangers. i want them to suck on my clit while they fingerfuck my pussy until i cum shamefully on their face. i want cocks and straps in every hole, i want to feel full and violated and trapped as I’m fucked senseless while being completely unable to move, unable to stop them or do anything to protect my private parts. i want them slowly stretching my tight little holes and ignoring my cries and pleas that it hurts, that they’re too big, and I’m too full. i want them to make me cum over and over, torturing my clit while they pound into me so I’m forced to squirt on every dick that’s raping me, and then have then fuck me through the overstimulation. i want them to cum on my face, my tits, my mound, deep in my ass so they can watch it drip out of me and the next person can use it as lube as they line up their cock with my abused asshole. i want them to manhandle me into every new humiliating position they want me in, i want them to bring out toys and use them on every hole that isn’t currently being raped. i want them to leave me there when they’re done, tied and covered in cum until they decide they’re ready to use me again.

[hornybingo]

hey, puppy, you’re sittin’ there on the bed, leash tied tight to the headboard, and your owner’s got you right where he wants you. he’s straddling your lap, his hands gripping your shoulders, and he’s making out with you hard—tongue pushing into your mouth, teeth biting at your lip, makin’ you whine and squirm under him, panting from how desperate you are to hump him. “c’mon, where’s my good boy?” he growls against your ear, grindin’ his clothed hips down just enough to make you ache. “i need my good boy inside me so bad, pup. don’t you wanna make me feel good?”

you’re losing it, tugging at the leash, body trembling with how bad you need him. but he’s still fully dressed, smirking as he keeps pushing you to the edge, not giving you what you want. “not yet,” he whispers, bitin' at your neck, making you whimper. “gotta earn it, don’t ya?” finally, somethin’ snaps. you yank hard, the leash giving way, and before he can tease again, you’ve got him pinned under you. he gasps, eyes wide, smirk quickly wiped out of his face as you tear at his clothes, mounting him with every bit of pent-up need.

[ghostlydoggie]

sweetiepie dom bf that visits me at work over my break and brings me food and coffee.. 🥺♥️🫶 sweetiepie dom bf that asks for a thank you kiss, but when I lean over and brace a hand on his thigh, he’s clearly wearing his harness and strap….. mmsweetiepie dom bf that fucks me in the back seat of his car with a hand over my mouth so the other ppl in the parking lot don’t hear me !! 🤭💞💞 and sends me back to work with dirty boxers so I’m forced to finish the day wet and throbbing- a constant reminder of what a whore I am for him ♥️♥️♥️

[otherworldly-tresses]

[bowsersthotsv3]

Ok, finally had some time to focus and work on what the anon inspired the other day. This isn’t complete and there will be a part two with the rest of the story, but here’s the first half.

For kink warning, this is very much a rape play scene. I know that isn’t for everyone, so move along if that bothers you. For the rest of you twisted girls that enjoy that scene, here ya go.

Following the sounds of your cursing and grunts, I walk through the usually dead silent library wearily. Rounding some book cases, I sweep my flashlight across the plexiglass display’s, showcasing the most values books the library owns and borrowed.

What I see, confuses me so much that I pause and gape at the spectacle. I understand what I see before me, but it’s so completely bizarre and unexpected, that I don’t know how to process it.

Your bare soft creamy ass cheeks reflect the light back at me. Your thong, wedged deeply between your cheeks, is hiked up along with your skirt. You could be practically naked from the waist to ankles and nothing would change much.

When my flashlight stops on you, you stop as well. Trying to look back at me, from inside the display, you are blinded by the light and can only turn away. Your effort to free yourself increases and you struggle hard, pushing and kicking at the display and floor; trying to find more leverage to force yourself free.

All you do is pull your thong and skirt up higher somehow. The shimmering fabric pulling tight along your labia. Furious and humiliated, you push hard and swear as you try with all your might to break out. All you accomplish is wearing yourself out though.

Cursing again, you stop and try to look about for anything to help you, but there isn’t anything you can do. You are completely stuck and you need help. My help.

Watching you gives me time to compose myself and asses what is happening and I quickly guess you are a thief after some of the libraries most prized books. Some of them do go for a hundred grand I was told, so it wouldn’t be a bad score. Yet, I can’t figure out why the hell a burglar thought it was a good idea to wear a skirt and thong to a heist?!

Protocol says I shouldn’t approach you. I am to call the police and back away, unless I am in danger. The absurd situation though, provides me a singular opportunity. As you wiggle and squirm, my eyes take in your soft jiggling ass and my body reacts naturally.

Working nights isn’t easy. It doesn’t give you much time to meet people or have a social life. I haven’t been with a woman in a very long time and you have such a perfect ass.

Licking my lips, I step closer slowly. My dick slowly fills with blood and I reach down to gently grope it through my trousers. As I approach, you redouble your efforts and scream to break free. You just wear yourself out even more.

Glancing up at the cameras, I know they aren’t working. When I first heard the strange sounds, the first thing I did was check the security cameras. I looked at this area specifically because of the books and saw nothing strange, which means you did something to them. Which means they aren’t recording you. Or me.

“What do I have here?” I ask softly as I step closer. My cock now fully hard and aching in its confines.

You try to look back at me, but again I blind you with the light. You can’t see a thing, but you feel me. My large hand slides across your soft bare ass and I squeeze it firmly. My thick fingers digging into your soft meat deep. Your flesh swells out between my knuckles and I smile wickedly.

“Fu-“ I start to groan softly, but your foot shoots out and kicks me in the shin hard.

Stepping back, I curse and drop my flashlight before rubbing my shin furiously. You scream desperately for help, but no one can hear you. Besides me.

Stepping back to you, I watch wearily for your feet and one of them does kick out at me. Like a mule, your leg raised up, then snaps back hard. Except the kick is blind. You miss me completely and I catch your foot and hold it tight.

Jerking and pulling against me, you try to break free, but my grip is too strong. Even your desperate wild fear doesn’t give you enough strength to shake me off. Then you feel cold steel wrap around your ankle before ratcheting close. The sharp metallic clicks make you pause again as you realize I just cuffed your ankle.

Panicked, you kick out with your other leg, just as I expected. Grabbing that foot and pulling on the cuffs hard, I hold your ankles together before locking your other ankle as well.

Stepping back, I let go of your feet and watch you kick your cuffed feet and scream even louder. Picking up my flashlight, I shine it on you again with an evil smile.

“You’ll want to behave now,” I say casually, “you are trapped and in a very vulnerable position. Theres a whole lot I can do to you right now kitten.” My own joke making me smile even more.

“Fuck you!” You scream and kick out with both feet, but miss me completely.

“Oh I’m going to.” I say before stepping forward and raising my foot up high.

Aiming for between your legs, I step down hard. My foot goes right down onto the cuffs and presses them down to the floor hard. Both your feet snap down to the floor as the hard metal digs into your ankles making you cry out in pain. With my weight on the cuffs and chain, both legs are pinned to the ground.

Of course you struggle even more to break free. Of course you accomplish nothing besides making me laugh.

Standing so close to you now, my aching bulge rubs along your bare ass and upper thighs. Feeling it makes you tense and go silent. I rock my hips back and forth so I drag the full length of my clothed cock across your ass.

“Do-don’t fucking touch me!” You cry out, but your tone is much softer than it was before. I can hear your fear in it. That makes my cock throb as I grab your hip and press my aching erection into you.

“Oh, I’m gonna do a lot more than touch you, kitten.” I smirk as my fingers slide along your curves.

“I-I swear to god I’ll fucking-“ You cry out in pain as I slap your ass hard, cutting you off.

“You’ll do nothing,” I laugh as I dig my fingers into your soft ass hard, “except cry and beg.”

“Don’t!” You say softly, your voice trembling. “Please!” You add in a whisper.

The light suddenly goes away from you and at crazy angles, leaving you mostly in darkness. Then you feel something smooth, hard and warm slide along your ass and you tense.

“Now I’m gonna move my foot. You might think that’ll be your chance and you’ll do something stupid like try and kick me,” I grope your ass again before sliding my thick fingers to the stretched thong digging into your cunt, “but if you try that,” I slide the back of the flashlight along your ass down to just above my fingers, where your ass hole is,” I will fuck your ass with this flashlight. I will ram it in as hard as I can and bury it inside you. And then I’ll still fuck your cunt. Do you understand kitten?”

I can hear your quick panicked breathing and I can feel you trembling against me. You are so afraid right now and that makes my cock throb even harder. I can feel my precum soaking my boxers I want to fuck you so badly. But you didn’t answer me.

I slap your ass hard enough it makes my hand sting and you cry out. “Understand cunt?!” I shout and in the large silent room my voice seems even louder as it echoes through the library.

“Yes.” You whimper while pressing your face into the bottom of the display case and close your eyes.

“Good girl kitten.” I praise softly as my fingers hook under your thong and roughly pull it aside, exposing your bare cunt and ass hole.

“I’m gonna take my time and enjoy this kitten.” my words tremble with eagerness as I move my foot off the cuffs so I have a foot on either side of yours now. “Behave and you might even enjoy it as well.”

You hear my zipper slowly come down as tears roll down your cheeks. I shift back and forth behind you as I maneuver my cock to pull it free, then you feel it. Hot, hard, thick and long. My cock lays across your soft ass and you sob.

[theassninja]

[e-bae]

(via TumbleOn)

[bowsersthotsv3]

You don’t know him. He doesn’t know you. He didn’t ask for your consent. He just saw you bent over, looking at the snacks on the lower shelf and grabbed your ass.

Your heart pounded and you stopped breathing, but your cunt clenched and soaked immediately. His hand slid across your soft ass and you felt his finger tips gently trace the folds of your pussy. Still you didn’t stop him. Still you didn’t cry out. You just stayed there, letting this complete stranger fondle you.

Your silence emboldened him. Quickly he went from a gentle caress, to fingering you. Panties pulled aside, his thick fingers pump in and out of your wet cunt as you grab the shelving to steady yourself. Biting your lip, you try to stifle your moans as your cunt flutters around his thick digits.

Then you’re suddenly empty and instead of feeling relieved it’s over, you feel disappointment. You were getting close, close to cumming on some random mans fingers. But then you feel it. Something hot and hard press to your puffy lips.

Looking back, you see his bare cock. Hard and throbbing for you. Before you can say anything, he sinks into you hard. One forceful thrust and all of him is buried in you. There’s no stopping your half moan of pleasure and half cry of pain as you are forcefully stretched around his girth.

Your sound doesn’t stop him. He just grabs your hips tight, and fucks you. Fast and hard his hips slap into you, over and over. The wet sound of your pussy echoing down the mostly quiet aisle.

Grabbing the shelf harder you moan like the whore you are as you let this stranger use you. Use you like the free use slut you are. Your hole squeezes him hard and he hisses through his teeth. His fingers dig into your soft hips harder as he pulls you back to meet each thrust.

“Let me see her tits!” An excited man says suddenly and you turn to see some other man watching from a few feet away.

His cock is out and it’s hard. His hand strokes it slowly and you see precum dribbling from the fat head to the shaft where his hand smears it with each stroke. In his other hand is his phone and he’s recording you.

You want to tell him to stop, but you only groan and drop your head in shame as you cum on the strangers cock. It isn’t a powerful orgasm, but it still feels so amazing that you don’t realize you were turned and had your clothes pulled aside so your tits are out for all to see.

The man strokes his cock harder and groans as he records your bouncing tits. The stranger holds your arms so you can’t cover yourself while giving him leverage to keep fucking you.

You need to stop before things go too far, but you don’t do anything to stop them. You let the man use your cunt until he presses in as deep as he can and cums. His cock throbbing inside you as rope after rope of hot cum fills you.

The man watching strokes his cock hard and fast and he blasts his load all over your tits and the floor. Then they are done with you.

The man pulls out of you and tucks his cock away as the other ends the recording and puts himself away. You fall to the tile floor, landing in the mans cum as they talk excitedly to each other.

They have already forgotten you as they exchange numbers so the second man can send the video to the first man. When you look up at them, they are already walking away. Laughing and slapping each other on the back as you are left on the cold floor. Some random strangers cum dripping across your tits while another strangers cum drips from your cunt. And you smile.

Getting up, you fix your clothing and make yourself presentable just as another man turns into your aisle. You glance at him and your heart races as you bend over to look at the snacks again. Turning slightly, you angle your ass that’s barely covered in your short skirt towards him. Hoping this new man will be as brave as the last man was.

[delirious-things]

I need a frantic fuck. I need to stumble through a doorway with someone, kissing and nipping at each other however we can while ripping each others clothes off. I need belts fumbled with and shoes kicked off and clothing made just loose enough to get a hand under to touch. I need hours of sexual tension to end with me being pinned up against a wall with someone bottomed out inside of me as they desperately fuck me.

[tired-biscuit]

today i’m thinking about how endearing it is when a man has such an obvious breeding kink but he still tries to fight it for some reason.

like when he’s ceaselessly fucking you, his shoulders tense and back hunched as he keeps slamming his hips into your own without stop for literal ages. you’re clearly overstimulated, perhaps you’ve even clenched around him multiple times and came once or twice, and it makes you sensitive between your legs; makes your entire body sticky and overheated with sweat and arousal.

the entire thing has turned borderline exhausting after so much time of constant fucking has passed. so you stare into his eyes as you beg him to fill you up, as you beg him to finish this already because your legs are nearly shaking as you cling onto him for dear life with the help of your ankles that you keep crossed on the small of his back, just a little above his waist.

he grumbles something about trying as an answer, and fuck, everything is just. so. tender. your pussy feels like it’s being murdered after the amount of stimulation he makes you endure. you start begging him again, the same thing over and over again, and his pupils become huge at the eye contact, at the little pleas that you keep babbling out, at the way you writhe and wiggle underneath him, trying to help him out.

but no matter what, he just can’t cum.

so your hands work on instinct as they reach for the place where you connect. you wrap your fingers around the base of his cock and tug the condom off as soon as he slips out of your abused hole.

“try it now,” you whimper out frantically, easing him back as soon as the protection is tossed to the side. “try to fill me up now.”

“but it’s risky, you know i can’t without the—” he starts, however his voice suddenly fades into uneven panting when you push once more, causing his tip to slip right back inside you.

and the moment he’s back inside, this time completely raw, he starts to pound. pound for real. and surprise, surprise, it only takes him thirty seconds, perhaps a minute tops for his thrusts to turn jerky and for that warm, familiar feeling to overtake him — the same feeling that he’s been chasing for the last twenty minutes or so.

he pulls out the very last second before he becomes undone, letting ropes of milky white drip over your stomach and chest.

so much for not being able to cum.

[stillhereitseems]

Group of men cooing and exclaiming between them, "he's such a good boy!", "yeah he's taking it so well!", "just look at that hole stretch", "fuck I wanna be next", "mm that's a good boy" while they watch another man hold you down and enter you

[stillhereitseems]

Group of men cooing and exclaiming between them, "he's such a good boy!", "yeah he's taking it so well!", "just look at that hole stretch", "fuck I wanna be next", "mm that's a good boy" while they watch another man hold you down and enter you

[sluttywhor3]

imagine living in a free use society. panties are never allowed.

every seating surface had a dildo on it so you would always be full. they would each be of varying sizes. some would fill both your tight holes to prep to be free use. if you wanted someones seat on the train youd have to make them cum in front of everyone beforehand and lick up their cum off the dildo.

imagine your hole being so tight you accidentally rip up a dildo from a seat and people thought you were an eager little whore. they start bending you over and fucking you with the toy because you a slut like you doesnt deserve real cock.

[4passion4beautyworld]

[sexplicitprose]

My tinder date claimed she wanted to be used. Wanted to be filled by as many men as possible, the filthier the situation the better. By the time I finally met her I’d had plenty of time to construct all sorts of devious plans. I met her in the local pub and we had a few drinks and shot the shit. She was a cocky little thing and thought she had my measure. I suggested we go to the nearby park for a play and she winked at me and walked out beckoning me to follow. I kissed her passionately against the swing set and pushed her over the swing, rapidly tying her arms to the metal bar across the top of the set. She squealed in excitement, not knowing yet that we were just barely getting started. I positioned myself behind her and pulled down her underwear. She was already so fucking wet. I yanked her head up by the hair and growled in her ear about how she was going to get exactly what she wanted. I reminded her of her safe word then pushed her head back down and slid my cock deep inside that achingly tight wet pussy. She hissed in pleasure as I worked in and out of her, reveling in every sensation she could offer me. I pulled out and walked in front of her, taking out my phone as I did so. She looked up at me as I hit send on a group message I had ready then kissed her fiercely before pulling away and shoving my cock between those pretty red lips. She took me in her eagerly, moaning at her rough treatment. I began to video with my phone and she really put on a show, doing her best to get me to empty my load on her face. Footsteps came from behind her and a look of panic entered those big brown eyes. I leaned down and whispered “You wanted this remember?” and then focused in a tight zoom on her face as the first cock slammed inside her. The sheer impact sent her into shock and she groaned around my dick till I pulled it out and slapped her face with it. “I’m going to cum!” groaned dick number one and she looked up in terror. Behind the camera I smirked at her “Say the word and he stops,” She hesitated, then took me back into her mouth and sucked and licked me with reckless abandon pushing back on the random cock. He came inside her hard and her eyes rolled back in her head at the sensation of being filled. Surrendering herself to the pleasure, she barely noticed him pull out and random cock number 2 taking his place. I looked down at her and smiled “I’ve got a lot of friends and we’ve got a lot of time,” By the time I untied her she was fucking dripping cum out of every hole she had.