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[ftm-breeding]

I just want some stranger to figure out that I have a pussy, that I’m one of those cunt boys. I want them to follow me to the bathroom at some bar or nightclub. There’s nobody else there and I’m going into the stall, but before I can lock it, he slams his way in and pins me against the wall, locking the stall behind him. I’m surprised and he starts telling me that he knew I was a girl while undoing his pants. He starts groping me and I’m getting wetter. He rips my pants away from my hips and down my legs, then turns me around to face the toilet. He grabs my pussy from behind, grabbing it roughly, feeling how wet I am. He leans down in my ear and tells me that I’m fucking soaked like a whore. He takes his cock and shoves it into my pussy hard and fast. It hurts and I’m crying. Begging this man to stop and let me go. He grabs my hair at the back of my head and pulls my head back, while taking his other hand and covering my mouth. He tells me that my hole is so tight and wet for Daddy’s cock. He’s ramming into me harder and faster. “Be a good girl and let Daddy cum in you, you little slut!” My cry is muffled by his hand, I try to tell him not to cum in me. I cum on his cock instead, moaning and squeezing him inside me. “Good girl, cum on Daddy’s cock while he breeds you, you dirty little slut!” He cums deep inside me, and then pulls out. He tucks himself back into his pants and does them up. He slaps my ass and tells me what a good whore I am. He opens the stall door, there’s a lineup of guys waiting to fuck me. “She’s all yours fellas!”

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Fakeboy story time! This one's a long one, so I'm sure some of you dumber, hornier fakeboys will have to read it in multiple sittings.

Kai had always known that they were nonbinary, ever since they were young. People had always tried putting them in dresses, or getting them into makeup, but it had never felt right. Though, to be fair, typical masculine things had never felt right either. They just didn't feel like they were drawn towards either of those. And though they didn't have a word for it for the longest time, when they first heard about enby people, they knew that's where they belonged.

Going off to college was great for them. Kai had become part of a community of plenty of other trans people, learning about the culture and understanding that gender wasn't some binary thing based on genitals, but something on a spectrum that couldn't be encapsulated with just the simple terms that they had learned growing up. As Kai educated themselves, they grew more and more into a leadership role. Eventually, they even became the president of a group on campus dedicated to spreading the trans rights movement, focused on educating people and allowing themselves to liberate themselves from the restrictions of their genders, just like Kai had been, years ago. They spoke at events, handed out pamphlets, and spent long nights staying up with their trans friends, being a shoulder to cry on as they would start their journey into transitioning.

Of course, Kai also got up to some fun activities on their own, outside of these movements. As a young, sexually liberated enby, they were always looking for some ways to have fun with others and in private. Though they considered themselves a lesbian, and had plenty nice encounters with girls on campus, they had a lot more fun spending some late nights in their dorm room, masturbating to porn online. Some of it was more tame, some of it was more kinky, but it was always uplifting to women and enbies, showing the ways that their bodies could be used to empower themselves, sharing pleasure with the world. Kai loved it, getting deeper and deeper down these rabbit holes, until one day discovering a forum of people that used remotely controlled toys to connect with others around the world, allowing them to control vibrators and choose when to give pleasure out. Kai rushed off to the store, getting one, and logging back into the forum for some fun. They had a lot of fun with girls around the world, even some from different countries, until one day having an interesting encounter with an anonymous account from the site.

"Hey, you interested in some fun?" Was the message they'd received. Kai looked at the account it came from, but it was mostly blank, just saying that it was from a man who was about their age.

"Hi, sorry, I'm usually only into girls and enbies. Hope you have fun with someone else!" They replied, trying to let him down easy. They were about to set their phone down when they got another message.

"Haha, really? I mean, it all happens through a vibrator, and my account doesn't even have a face on it. You could pretend I'm anyone." Kai considered it for a moment. They were really horny after all, and they hadn't gotten any other requests. They decided to indulge, sticking their vibrator into their pants until it was positioned snuggly on their clit.

"Fine, let's get this going, oh mystery man." They smirked slightly, knowing that it would be fun regardless.

"See, there's a good toy." He replied. Kai felt the vibrator turn on, feeling like it was at max strength, causing an involuntary gasp to come out of their mouth. After taking a moment to collect themselves, they replied.

"Wow, going full force off the bat? Don't you know how to properly tease an enby?"

"Oh I know how to. Just giving you a taste of it, so you'll know what you're missing when I do this." And suddenly, the vibrations disappeared completely.

"Hey hey hey! I didn't mean take it away completely!" Kai sent quickly, wanting the pleasure back immediately.

"Then I guess you shouldn't have been so bratty. Apologize, and you can have it back." Kai rolled his eyes and sent a message back.

"Ugh, fine. I'm sorry." Kai waited for a second, but nothing happened. They checked their phone.

"Now, is that any way to apologize to the guy controlling your cunt? Have some manners." They read. Kai wanted to roll their eyes again, but actually felt something stirring inside them at reading that. They decided to take it seriously.

"Okay, I'm really sorry sir. It won't happen again." They replied. Immediately, the vibrator flipped back on, but only to about half strength. It wasn't perfect, but Kai wasn't going to risk losing it again by talking back.

"There we go, that's better. You look so cute in your profile pic. You shouldn't put such a bratty scowl on it." Kai shuddered with a bit more pleasure. They'd forgotten they'd posted a pic of themselves on there. Whoever this man was, he could see exactly what the toy he was playing with looked like.

"Oh come on, you get to see me, but I don't get to see you?" Kai responded, relishing the small amount of pleasure in their pussy. After a few moments a new message popped up, not text, but a picture of the mystery man's cock.

"You like what you see? I might not post my face on here, but I'd argue this is better." Kai stared at the pic for a moment in shock. It was a sizable cock, bigger than any of the toys they'd used in the past. Right after he sent the pic, the man turned the vibrator up, sending more pleasure into Kai's hole.

"Hey! That's not fair, asking if I like something, then turning the vibe up. Now I basically have to say yes..." Kai moaned slightly again. Though they'd only ever been fucked with straps before, they had to admit, the cock did look enticing.

"The only part of that message I choose to acknowledge is the "Yes". But I think we both already knew that was the answer, didn't we? :)" Kai chuckled to themselves. This guy was smug, but he wasn't wrong. This was already the most turned on they'd been while using this site, and the night had barely started.

"Yeah, you're right, okay... sir? Please, give me some more pleasure. I'll even say more nice things for you, like "sir". Kai responded, partially doing it to get more pleasure, but partially because it felt so good to be submissive. They hadn't talked to someone with this level of dominance in quite a while.

"Mmm, I do like hearing the title, but I think there's some other things you can say to earn more vibrations. Some more fun things... Some things you might not want to say..." Kai looked at their phone with a hint of apprehension, but upon feeling the vibrations drop once more, they responded.

"Like what, sir?" They replied quickly, hoping to get the vibrator turned back up as soon as possible.

"Admit that I turn you on more than any girl ever has." He replied.

Kai stared at their phone for a moment. This guy wasn't serious, right? They responded.

"Oh come on. That's not even true, I've been with plenty of girls. You're good, but you're not better than literally all of them." After sending this, the vibrations in Kai's hole disappeared completely. They frantically messaged again.

"Wait wait wait, turn it back up!"

"Not until I hear what I want to hear." He responded. Kai looked down at their leaking, needy hole, then looked back at their keyboard before typing out the next message.

"Alright, fine. You're... better than any girl I've been with... I'll say it, even if I don't believe it." Kai immediately felt the vibrator turn back up to full power, sending another involuntary moan out of their mouth.

"There we go, that wasn't so hard, now was it? And don't worry, by the end of this, that statement will be true. Trust me." Kai was starting to get annoyed at this guy's smug attitude, but had to admit. It felt a little good to say such dirty things. They'd always been attracted to people with vaginas, so saying that a man was better than them felt like something of a taboo. A good taboo. After a minute or so of relishing in the pleasure, Kai felt the vibrator slowly starting to decrease in power. They messaged back once more.

"Wait! Why are you turning it down??"

"You earned a minute for saying that. You earn more if you say more. That seems fair, doesn't it." Kai didn't feel like holding back anymore.

"Very fair, yes sir! Just give me more..."

"There we go, much better. I'll tell you what. I'll give you five minutes if you admit that you feel like more of a girl than a man."

Kai looked at this message, confused. They replied quickly, trying to get through this before the vibrator turned off completely.

"What do you mean? I'm an enby. I'm not a man or a girl."

"Yeah, but if you had to pick one, you'd say you're closer to a girl, wouldn't you?" Kai stared at this, thinking about it for a moment. Though they were an enby, they had to admit, they were more feminine than anything. This was just an admittance of that, more than anything.

"Fine, I admit. I'm closer to a girl than a man." Kai responded, feeling another wave of pleasure hit them as the vibrator turned back on. For some reason, this wave felt even more intense than the last.

"See, you're so easy to convince. And you have to say, it feels good to admit that you're a girl, doesn't it?" He replied.

"Hey, I didn't say that. I said I'm closer to a girl than a man. I'm still nonbinary." Kai replied. Though, reading "You're a girl" did send a strange twinge down their body.

"Sure, sure. I'm sure you're not thinking about how you're secretly just a slutty girl. I'm sure it doesn't turn you on to think about admitting that to me, a man, someone you're not even supposed to be turned on by in the first place." Reading that, Kai moaned again. They didn't even fully understand their own feelings at this point, yet it seemed like this man was speaking their thoughts before they could even think them.

"Fuck, how did you know what I was thinking? Also, still not fair! I'm only turned on by that stuff because you're pleasuring my hole when I was thinking about it." Kai responded, denying the allegations as best as possible.

"Maybe, but why were you thinking those things in the first place? Maybe those thoughts are more true than you realize..." Kai read this, getting even more turned on, feeling like they were getting closer and closer to an orgasm. At this point, they didn't care if it was true or not, they just needed to get pushed over that edge.

"Fine, maybe you're right, just please make me cum sir! I'll be a good little enby, or a good girl, just for tonight if you let me!" They responded, knowing that they were closing in on the end of their five minutes.

"Mmm, I don't know about that..." He responded. Kai felt a wave of despair as the pleasure started to fade from their pussy. "But I'll tell you what. If you can think of the most vile, humiliating, pathetic thing that you can admit to me, and promise me that you'll consider actually believing it, I'll let you cum..."

Kai was desperate at this point, so they gave in almost immediately. "I'm a girl. I'm a girl for you and I want to serve your wishes, sir!"

"That's not nearly enough..." He responded. Kai felt the pleasure disappearing even more. They continued, getting more desperate as the orgasm started to seem unreachable.

"Okay, um... I'll never be a man, or an enby! I'll always be a girl! A straight girl a cis girl, who thinks men like you are superior!" Kai held out hope, but the pleasure continued to disappear.

"Not quite enough... I need even more than that, pretty girl..." Kai was on the verge of tears at this point, desperate to cum. So desperate, that she decided to give in, and let out her deepest, darkest, most real thoughts and fears.

"I'll never be an enby because it's all bullshit! None of us are nonbinary, we're all just attention seeking sluts that need men like you to fuck us! Please sir, I'm just a desperate, slutty girl that needs your cock in me to fix me. Please please cum in me so I can cum, knowing that I'm serving my true purpose as girl, please a cis, straight man's cock! That's all that any of us trans whores want!" Right as she sent it, Kai felt a warm wave of pleasure flow into her cunt. Strangely enough, the pleasure hit her before the vibrator even turned on, though it did turn back on in the end, launching her over the edge and giving her the best orgasm of her life. She came, moaning like a girl, barely able to see as the next message came into her phone. She sat there for minutes, trying to get over the massive shocks of pleasure that kept flowing through her body. Eventually, she managed to regain her composure, panting with her tongue out, and picked up her phone. The next message she read made her heart skip a beat, and the needy, aching feeling in her cunt return.

"Good girl, cumming for me. Your moans sounded beautiful, but you're being a bit loud. I'm in the room above you. Come on up and see how a real man treats a girl, little Miss. "Trans Rights Club" President.

She'd never felt fear like she did at that moment. And she had never felt as horny as she did, walking to the stairs, and heading up into his room.

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Sometimes I have to lock up after work on my own in the dark and I imagine being grabbed form behind and pushed back through the door. I'm face down on the ground as the stranger is tying my hands behind my back. I try to scream but he's already ripped my panties off and stuffed them in my mouth.

I hear a zipper and then feel him thrust hard into my needy little hole. I surely can't be wet? I shouldn't be enjoying this. He starts to pound into me and I can't help myself as I begin to meet his thrusts, moaning around my underwear as I approach my peak. I don't want to cum from this but I can't help it, its coming and I can't stop it. He feels me pulse and flutter around his cock as he keeps pounding me. I hear him laugh in my ear as he mutters 'enjoying this, huh? I knew you would. You're nothing but a little whore.'

I cum around him, screaming out my release through my panties as I gush all over the floor and his legs. He thrusts into me a few more times before he releases his load inside me. I'm a quivering, trembling mess when he pulls out. I try to roll over onto my back to see my assailant but he presses his boot between my shoulder blades. I hear several zippers open.

'Where do you think you're going? We're nowhere near done with you.'

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My Roommate

It’s a typical Friday night, I’d made plans to go to a new club opening with some friends after work and I’m getting ready to leave.

Dressed in a short, skintight dress and heels, I’m just about to head out when I hear the front door open and see my roommate walk into our living room. His eyes sweep over me and I think I see his jaw twitch before he raises an eyebrow at me, “Going out?”

I smile brightly, grabbing my clutch and sliding past him to grab the door handle he’d just let go of. “Don’t wait up!” I cheerfully say as I spin out the door.

I catch him murmur something under his breath but I’m too far gone to notice. I spend the next few hours dancing, drinking, and partying with friends before I finally make my way back home, still a little tipsy and high on a wild night.

I stumble into the apartment, kicking my heels off as I step through the door. I’d been expecting darkness but instead, the lights are on and my roommate is sitting in the armchair in the living room, facing the door. I smile at him and walk into our kitchen to grab a glass of water.

“What are you still doing up?” My words are mostly clear but I can still feel the fuzziness in my head from all the alcohol I’d consumed tonight.

“I was waiting for you,” his voice is flat, with none of the friendly inflection I’m used to. “Hm?” I stare at him in confusion as I bring the glass to my lips, drawing thirstily from it.

I watch as he rises from his seat, walking towards me with purpose. I stare as he approaches, my lack of shoes making our already significant height difference even more pronounced as I tilt my head back to maintain eye contact as he draws closer.

“Did you get tired of prancing around in that outfit like a slut?” His words cut through me, dousing me like ice cold water. I’m slack-jawed for a moment as I stare over the rim of my water glass.

“What?” My voice trembles as my alcohol-addled brain comprehends what he just said. His eyes narrow into an anger-filled glare that makes me shrink and take a step back. He doesn’t stop advancing and my legs carry me backwards instinctively, only stopping when I feel my back hit the kitchen counter.

His voice is dark and biting when he speaks again, “Did you like it when all those men at the club gave you their attention while you whored yourself out? Did that make your cunt wet?”

My heart stutters in fear as I take in how angry he looks and how close he is to me. “I- I don’t know what you mean…” my voice is small and seems to be swallowed up by the room.

“Don’t play dumb. I know how whores like you act,” he sneers and he towers over me, caging me as he plucks the glass from my frozen fingers and sets it down.

“Desperate little whore who lives for the attention and validation that you get from men. That’s what you are. All you want is for someone to own you and possess you and treat you like the worthless piece of pussy you are.” His voice ends in a harsh hiss as he bends down to hold my gaze.

I can feel my heartbeat echoing in my ears and despite the fear, the alcohol, and the indignation that wells up inside of me, I feel my body clench in response to his words.

His hands settle on my waist, his fingers spanning across my back as his thumbs dig into my hips harshly. I whimper softly at the pinch of pain but I feel my pussy throb.

“And I’m tired of watching you run around like a bitch in heat,” he spits the last few words at me before he leans down and captures my lips in a punishing, bruising kiss. I whine into his mouth as I feel his tongue dominate mine, my hands coming up to rest on his chest briefly before my brain catches up to my body and I push away from him.

“What the fuck?” It’s anger now that fills my body and mind, “You have no right to treat me like that or say that about me! What I do is my business, not yours!”

He glares down at me, “It is my fucking business when you’re doing it all under my roof. And I have every right because I’m about to own every part of you.”

I splutter in disbelief, “Who the hell do you think you are, you freak? I don’t fucking belong-“ His hand cracks across my face as he backhands me.

I cry out as my head snaps to the side, my cheek immediately flaring in pain and fear settles into my stomach.

“Don’t fucking disrespect me.” His voice is ice as he stares me down. My eyes fill with tears but I blink them away furiously. My arm comes up to retaliate but before I can, his hand snatches my wrist and in one smooth movement, he pulls me around, pining my arm behind my back while pushing me down against the kitchen counter.

I struggle fruitlessly against him and expletives spew out of my mouth. I hear the sound of his hand cracking against my ass before I even feel it.

The force jolts my entire body and the sharp burn of pain makes me cry out. I twist and try to squirm away from him but he lands several more blows against me, each one drawing a cry from my lips as my thin dress does nothing to dampen the force of his blows.

“You’re fucking mine.” Every word is punctuated with a hit. I feel the tears spill over my lashes as the pain and panic bombards me.

“No, please stop, please let me go!” My voice is desperate and small as he overwhelms my every sense.

“Shut the fuck up,” his tone is cold yet heated with anger and possession as he grabs the bottom of my dress and wrenches it upwards, bunching it around my hips.

He lets out a mocking laugh, “You fucking whore, you didn’t even wear panties out.” I close my eyes as if that would block out what’s happening. He lands a few more harsh slaps to my bare skin, making me whine and cry out again.

I feel his fingers against my core and feel my heart stop. “Fuck, you worthless little cunt, you’re dripping,” his voice is gravelly as his fingers slide against me, collecting the slick that betrays me.

“Being punished like a whore really does turn you on huh?” He laughs with derision. “No, no please stop!” My voice shakes and I feel shame heating my cheeks simultaneous to the desire that heats my blood.

“Don’t lie to me, whore, I can feel how badly you want this.” He slams two fingers into my dripping pussy as he snarls his words into my ear. A strangled moan erupts out of my mouth as I shudder from the pleasure. His fingers don’t stop as they piston into me, the sound of my wetness filling the room with my cries.

“I’m going to give you exactly what you deserve,” his words barely reach me as the beating of my heart roars in my ears.

He curls his fingers inside of me, making my breath stutter as I feel my orgasm fast approaching. His fingers brush against my clit and I let out a broken wail as pleasure washes over me and I come undone on his fingers, splayed out on our kitchen counter.

“Fucking whore,” he growls in my ear as he works me through the orgasm, making me shake and writhe.

I gasp breathlessly as my body comes down from the high and he pulls his hand away from me. He grabs me and spins me around swiftly, the move making my head dizzy as I look into his eyes. He doesn’t even look winded while I know I’m flushed and panting like a bitch in heat.

Before I can get my bearings, his arm shoots out and his fingers wrap around my throat. I let out a strangled whine as he tightens his grip before pulling me out of the kitchen, toward his room.

I stumble slightly, my legs trembling from the orgasm that shook me. He yanks me by my throat before effortlessly tossing me onto the bed. The movement stuns me but I’d be lying if I said his show of strength didn’t make my core clench a little. I stare up at him as he pulls his shirt over his head and drops his pants, revealing his long, hard cock. The harsh movement makes it bounce slightly against the hard lines of his stomach and I let out of small whimper as I take in his size.

He smirks as he catches my eye, “I’m going to make sure you never want another man after tonight.” I shake my head in response, too overwhelmed to formulate a response.

He’s on me a second later, grabbing my arms to lock them above my head in his hand as his body covers mine. His lips attach to my neck and I moan softly when I feel his teeth scrap my skin, sending shivers down my spine.

I feel him mouth me harshly, in a way that I know will leave a deep bruise to show the world who owns me. I whimper softly and squirm against him, unsure if I should arch into him or away from him, not that he’s giving me much space to do either.

He pulls away slightly to run a free hand down my body, ghosting over my skin like I’m something precious he doesn’t want to break. But his next movement dispels that notion when he roughly spreads my legs and lands a stinging slap against my dripping pussy. A cry escapes from my lips as my body jolts sharply.

“Fuck, you’re dripping, you whore,” he growls before landing several more stinging slaps, hitting my clit with each one, the brutal pain combining with pleasure to make my head spin.

“Look at your puffy little pussy, swollen clit all sensitive huh?” He purrs softly into my ear as he harshly lands another sharp slap. I moan brokenly, trembling against him, my eyes fluttering shut.

I feel him shift above me and my eyes fly open when I feel his cock line up against my center. My gaze catches his and I watch as his lips curl into a cruel smile before his hips slam into place. My mouth opens in a wordless scream as his cock fills me and he sets a ruthless pace.

I arch my back against him, staring up at him with unfocused eyes as the pleasure mounts inside of me. His fingers are like bands around my wrist, keeping me pinned to the bed as he fucks me into the mattress.

“You’re fucking mine, you whore. I’m going to breed you and own every part of you. That’s what you need, huh? You need to be owned and controlled because that’s all stupid sluts like you want.” His voice is harsh, deep with possession and finality. I cry out and whine as my vision goes white and my body clenches for another time, my orgasm slamming into me with no mercy.

“Yes, yes, yes, I’m yours!” My voice is shrill and desperate as he unrelentingly forces my body into submission to him. His low groan fills my ears as I feel his thrusts stutter. “I’m going to mark you as mine inside and out,” he snarls as he throws his head back and slams into me one final time. I arch into him and feel his cock throb inside of me as he cums, filling me and claiming me as his.

His body collapses on me, pressing me into the bed under his warm weight. His hands release my wrists and I bring my arms up to wrap around his shoulders and pull him closer.

I giggle softly and let my lips brush against his ear, “Took you long enough to take what belongs to you.” He laughs with breathless incredulity in my ear. “Fuck, you’re amazing.”

[ftm-breeding]

A story about pretending to be asleep while a stranger assaults you (ﾟωﾟ；) By anon’s request for a dubcon/noncon scenario!

It’s about 2800 words. Please let me know what worked for you so that I can write more c:

Stay Still

After a long night of dancing and teasing and having fun, I’d drunk too much at my friend’s birthday party. The crowd was clearing out, leaving behind empty cups and bottles and all kinds of trash, but even though I hadn’t had more than two or three drinks I was still too tipsy to drive, so she gave me directions upstairs to one of the guest bedrooms.

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♡ The Late-night Date ♡

After getting out of the shower, i grabbed a bowl of ice cream off the kitchen counter and went into my bedroom. I couldn't quite remember when i had made it, it seemed pretty fresh so maybe it was right before hopping into the shower. I also specifically remembered closing my window and my curtains before taking a shower but maybe i was just too tired today. The cool breeze from outside was kinda nice against my naked body so i left them open until i had finished my ice cream. I was on the second floor anyways so my neighbors wouldnt be seeing me and my roommate was passed out in the livingroom after he had been playing his game all day. I laid down in my bed, feeling more tired than usual, and eventually passed out. I groggily woke up later on to a cold draft, and though i couldnt focus my vision, i could see light from the streetlamps shining through my window and i couldve sworn i had closed the window again, but my body felt paralyzed and i couldnt do anything about it. I shrugged it off and stared at the wall, until i drifted off into sleep again.

That was until i heard the plant by my window drop and shatter. I heard a mans voice mumbling to himself and my heartbeat sped up. 'No, no, no.. this cant be happening.. a break in, right now?? I cant even reach for my gun! I hope my roomie comes in to help!' Though i knew he was a heavy sleeper and i could hear him snoring from here. I could hear the intruder cleaning up my plant and shutting the window before his footsteps came closer to me, stopping right next to my side. I kept my eyes shut in hopes he would leave me alone. 'God.. what does he want? Take anything, just please dont hurt me!!' He leaned over me and snapped in my ear, i could feel his hot breath on my face as he began speaking. "You know.. you're so beautiful." He tucked my hair behind my ear and caressed my face as i internally panicked. "I have waited so long for this moment. It looks like the drugs finally worked this time, youre out like a light. I mean, you practically licked the bowl clean." He moved the blankets off of me and started caressing my body, starting with my neck and moving down to my thighs, moving me around and touching every part of me. "Wow.. ive been watching you for so long but.. up close youre even more beautiful, and your skin is so much softer than i have ever imagined. Every stretch mark, every scar, every bruise.. all so cute on you. And god damn, ive always loved this tummy of yours." I assume he got naked because when he laid down next to me i could feel his skin against mine. 'Why.. why is this happening to me..?' He took my hand and wrapped it around his already hard cock, making my unconscious body stroke it. "Fuck.. your hands are soft too, i bet you give good hand jobs when youre awake. Hell, i just know everything about you is perfect. I hope you can feel how hard you make me just from looking at you.. its like this all the time, even when im just following you down the street."

He then spread my legs and slipped a finger inside of me, leaving my hand to feel him throbbing. "Shit.. youre wet..? Are you.. feeling this?" He slipped another finger in, causing me to groan while my grip around his cock tightened. This caused his cock to jump in my hand out of excitement. "Oh great..! ." He continued fingering me as he positioned us into missionary, making out with me in the process. Eventually i opened my eyes and tried my best to wake up my paralyzed body, starting with trying to move a toe, a finger, even my tongue, but to no avail. After a while he replaced his fingers with his cock, not taking any time to slide it almost all the way in. It stretched me out so much it hurt, causing me to groan more. "Gosh.. it doesnt even fit you.. but.. do you like it..? I hope you do.. its all for you. Ive masturbated to the thought of you for so long.. and now.. this is finally happening." He huffed and put his hands around my throat, giving it a good squeeze. 'No.. please stop.. i dont.. i dont want to like this.. please.. this is wrong.' He thrusted into me at least twice before quickly pulling out and cumming onto my stomache. "F-Fuck.. im so sorry.. this isnt normal for me.. im just really excited..! I dont want to get you pregnant yet though.. so ill be sure to pull out!" He rubbed the tip of his cock on my clit before inserting it again and continuing to fuck my limp body. I began breathing heavily as his grip around my throat tightened while he sped up his pace. I heard my roommate start to walk around but the intruder still fucked my pussy. It mustve been time for him to work because i heard his alarm going off as well, and he usually comes in to check on me beforehand. 'Great! He can help me! Please, please, help me..' The intruder fucked into me harder, making the headboard hit the wall. 'Yes, yes! Make noise! Have my roomie come check on me!!' I could feel his cock throbbing as if he was about to cum but as my door cracked open slightly, he didnt stop, in fact he pounded as hard as he could into me, almost as if the adrenaline of almost being caught was a turn on for him. "Hey, Lovebirds! Im off to work, i don't wanna bother yall too much, just thought i would let you know! Have funnnn!" He said in a singy voice while shutting the door back. 'Nononononono.. why.. why.. WHY.' I could hear the intruder chuckle while he pulled out and came on me again. "Wont you look at that.. hes such a gentleman, respecting our privacy.. now we have the whole house to ourselves!" Tears began rolling down my cheeks while i stared out the window, feeling my body being constantly thrusted into and came on, until daylight started shining through. For the hours he fucked me, i couldnt believe how it all happened. I couldnt believe my roommate left like that, i couldnt believe someone could do this to someone, and i couldnt believe i kind of liked it. He had a cock that felt nice stretching out my pussy. Ive always said i wanted to meet a guy that was obsessed with me and would fuck me until morning. I was so disappointed in myself for being such a whore for a man i didnt know shit about. He laid beside me with a towel, cleaning my cum-soaked body. "You were amazing, Bunny.. i would love to have another date like this with you." At this point my brain was dumbed, my pussy was raw, and i was dehydrated, i felt drained. The drugs wore off a long time ago, but i still couldnt move due to the condition my body was in. He opened my phone, putting his number in, and then leaving a kiss on my head before walking out of the house. And i just laid there, motionless, thinking i may just call him back.

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Reblog if you Want Gross Asks/DMs From your Followers in your Inbox

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TW - intox, somno, cnc, forced breeding

We're talking on a video call like we usually do in the evenings. I'm smoking a bowl to help wind down for the night. When I finish, you suggest I might want to do another. I've been really stressed out lately, it'd be helpful to have a little more, you tell me. I have been stressed lately, why not? I fill another bowl half way, but you convince me to make it another full one. After I'm done the second bowl, you can see how faded I am. I tell you that the weed is hitting me really hard and I think I'm gonna go lie down. You wish me well and say goodnight. I stumble through the house in a stoned haze, eventually making it into bed. I drowsily strip myself of my clothes before rolling over and falling asleep. I'm too deep in slumber to hear the door unlock. I gave you a spare key for emergencies, after all. You creep into my bedroom and see my naked body sprawled across the bed. You quietly take off your clothes and climb on top of me. Kissing your way down my back while running your hands all over my limp body. Feeling up my ass and tits and then finally, my pussy. I let out soft moans in my sleep. As you rub my clit and fondle my ass, I start to become wet. You then line yourself up with my slick entrance and ram your entire cock inside me. I wake with a scream, a concoction of panic and pleasure. As you begin violently thrusting, I try to get my bearings. My head is so dizzy and my body is so heavy. I let out a feeble scream as I try to resist, but it's no use. My body is far to weak and I can't put up a fight. I am pinned in place by the weight of your body on top of me. I have no idea who is inside me, but I can't seem to focus on anything but how good it feels. You lean down on top of me and begin grabbing at my breast. You pinch my nipple and I can't help but let out a moan. You chuckle softly between grunts, you know a filthy whore like me likes being used. Your thrusts are so hard and deep that it doesn't take long for me to cum on your cock. You continue to fuck me for what feels like hours. I am so out of it that I have no concept of time. I eventually let myself drown in the pleasure. It doesn't matter who is fucking me, the only thing that matters is how good it feels. After you've lost track of how many times you've made me to cum, you feel yourself get close. Your thrusts become faster and faster. You pull my hips hard against you, forcing your cock as deep into my pussy as possible. With a loud grunt, you let your load out inside me. You pull out and let my hips go, causing me to slump onto the bed. You watch as your seed seeps out of my throughly used pussy. You then put your clothes back on and leave, locking the door behind you. I lay in the wet patch knowing I should feel mortified, but instead I feel euphoric. Having my rapists seed pouring from my violated pussy turns me on all the more. It's not long before the exhaustion and intoxication lull me back into a deep sleep. I sleep well knowing my only purpose is to be a good cocksleeve. It doesn't matter if I'm conscious or not.

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I want to get groped in public, I want random strangers to come up to me and grope me, humilate me for tempting them to touch me, i want them to teach me a lesson for dressing skimpy in public and trying to be a r@pe bait

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♡ The Sleep Over ♡

At a sleepover with my friend, smoking, drinking, hanging out.. laughing at each other's silliness until i get so high and drunk im practically unconscious. I didn't know my friend has had a crush on me for a long time, and they know i have a boyfriend, but we're still close.. so close they began slowly stripping my limp body of every article of clothing, being careful not to startle me. They spread my legs open and lightly play with my pussy, almost tickling it. It was already wet from the cold air hitting it but the sensation from being high and touched made it wetter. There was no reaction from me so they continued, soon putting their mouth on my silky slit. It caused me to groan and move around slightly, my face wrinkling in the process, however they didn't back down because they just loved the taste of me so much. Licking every last bit of my juices up and ignoring my groans, they decided they had enough. The growing pain against their zipper was just too much for them to handle. They flipped me onto my stomach and raised my hips to meet theirs while holding their cock steady against my pussy. As they pushed the tip in, they leaned over to my ear and quietly whispered, "im so.. so sorry for whats about to happen. Please.. dont hate me. I love you, so much." And with that, they began pleasuring themselves with my knocked out body and recording this act for their own pleasure later. My groaning turned to light moans as i began groggily waking up from the pleasure i was receiving. I tried to look back at him, but my head was so heavy and my vision was all blurry.. i forgot where i was, what i was doing, didnt know what was going on but it felt so good. "Mm.. Daddyy..", i moaned softly, lightly pushing my hips back into his thinking it was my boyfriend. He felt a little bigger but i wasnt worried at all, my brain was just too clouded. I wanted more of this feeling, every thrust and every moan he gave out spiraled me deeper into euphoria. "Fuck.. your pussy feels so good.. So sticky.. creamy.. tight.. warm.. i dont want to stop.. i cant..", he whispered to himself. He was so deep in the moment he hadnt noticed i was awake, and i had recognized the voice. It startled me to know my bestfriend of all people would do something like this to me. However i had no energy in me, the euphoria mixed with being all storts of drugged out, i just couldn't fight back. I hated the feeling, i hated he would do this, i hated every second of him shoving his cock in and out of me.. but i loved it, i loved it all. I loved the minutes, maybe even hours, that he fucked my limp body.. i couldnt tell how long he did it, i just know it was to the point he couldnt hold out much longer and he let loose his entire load inside of me. The next day i pretended nothing even happened, and i continued to sleepover with him.

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♡Send me r@pe threats♡

Listen I've been craving and fantasizing about them for some time now daddies! I just keep rubbing myself to the thought of someone wanting to do such icky things to mee 😩😩

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Looking to get absolutely railed in public 👀👀

DM me daddy?

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After six months of leaving your window unlocked, someone finally took the bait.

You frequent some dark corners of the internet. When tumblr wasn't enough to get you wet anymore you turned to reddit, and when that stopped working you moved to 4chan. These days the sites you cum to don't even have names, their URLs are just strings of random letters and numbers. It was in one of these places that you saw the symbol.

The only identifying feature of the original poster was an off-putting avatar image of Sonic the Hedgehog's gaping asshole. The post was a single photo of the symbol, written in thick marker on a scrap of looseleaf paper. Below it, the text read: place this symbol in your window to let passersby know it's unlocked, and you're ready to be taken advantage of.

You came when you saw that symbol. (You had been touching yourself for hours at that point, but still, the symbol is what pushed you over the edge.) You saved a screenshot of the symbol, and in the nights that followed you touched yourself to it again and again, daring yourself to do it, imagining the things strangers could do to you in your sleep. When your better judgement finally caved to that insatiable need, you touched yourself again. You sat there for an hour, edging and watching that symbol in the window, until your mind felt slow and stupid with fantasies.

You did that a few more times in the following nights. But the after a week the fantasies alone weren't doing it for you anymore, and you were increasingly realizing something that probably should have been obvious from the beginning: most people aren't into the same disgusting shit you're into. The people in those ugly little corners of the web lived all over the world. What were the odds one of them would just walk past your first-floor apartment one day?

So you forgot about it. Mostly. You left it there, of course, but the more time went by the less you believed anything would ever come of it. You turned to other places to make you cum. Lately you've been getting off on posting pictures of yourself, letting strangers describe the ways they'd like to use and abuse you.

And then this morning you found three polaroid pictures placed neatly on your kitchen table.

All three pictures are of you, naked and asleep in bed. You started sleeping naked ages ago, at the advice of a tumblr post detailing how to be more of a slut. You're glad you did now, because the feeling you get looking at these pictures is like nothing you've ever felt before. It's electric, a vibration in your brain and the pit of your stomach that makes your legs wobble and your knees press together. The first picture is of your body, undisturbed, sleeping on your stomach with your ass in the air. The second is a view from the foot of your bed, your pussy pressed against the sheets and your legs open. The third is of your face, an unfamiliar hand brushing back your hair and an unfamiliar cock resting on your cheek.

Before you can even think you're falling to your knees, masturbating desperately and furiously to those pictures. When you cum it's labored, almost painful, your breath catching in your chest, your moans short and agonized. You manage to stand long enough to take the pictures to your bed, where you're able to scrape together the self-control to edge for about five minutes before you cum for a second time.

The one you can't tear yourself away from his that cock on your face. The knowledge that someone was that close to you without your knowing. Touching you. Pleasuring himself to you. When you cum for the third time, it's to the thought that he didn't rape you, as far as you can tell. That means he intends to come back.

That night you feel like a kid waiting for Santa Clause to come. You toss and turn, too excited to sleep, but terrified that he won't follow through with it if he can tell you're awake. You close your eyes and stay as still as possible. If you can't be asleep, the best you can do is appear asleep.

You wake to sunlight streaming through your window, a little surprised to realize you fell asleep at all. You can feel immediately that something is different; you've been violated, you can feel it in your clit and in your cunt. You hurry to the kitchen and find three new polaroids. The first is a close up of your pussy, already swollen and wet. The second is taken from the same angle, but this time there's a hand in frame, three fingers pushed inside you, stretching you out. The third sends a thrill up your spine. In this picture, a man with a Halloween mask pulled up to his forehead has his head buried between your legs. His face isn't visible from this angle, but it's clear he's eating you out. What really excites you, though, is the out-of-focus smudge in the corner of the shot: you're certain it's the edge of someone's finger. There was a second person in the room with you last night, holding the camera. You wonder if he was there the night before too. You wonder if anyone else has been in your room without you knowing.

When you've cum twice, you're able to think clearly enough to wonder how you managed to sleep through all this. This isn't a cock brushing your face; this is penetration, stretching, clitoral stimulation. That isn't the kind of stuff you sleep through, is it? You get off for a while imagining you really are just that much of a whore, that you can have three fingers inside you and barely notice a thing, but then you spot the cylinder in the corner of the third picture. It's a metal canister, like an oxygen tank, connected at the top to the kind of plastic mask designed to cover your mouth and nose. They drugged you. That's why you didn't wake up. They put you into a deeper sleep so they could do what they wanted with you. Your clit is getting sore at this point, but when you come to this realization you can't help but cum one more time.

In your dreams that night someone is holding you down, kissing you, shoving his tongue down your throat. You're afraid and excited and wet, and you want to scream for help but you can't remember how to speak. Someone is saying something, but the words don't mean anything to you, and the relentless sucking on your clit is making it hard to focus on anything else. You want to moan, to arch your back, to press your legs shut, but your body isn't your own. Maybe you cum. Maybe you don't. It's hard to tell.

You come to slowly, blearily. You become aware of your surroundings one thing at a time, and out of order; first you notice the wetness, then the soreness, then the sunlight behind your closed eyelids. You stretch and rub the sleep out of your eyes, but your hands come away with more than the usual eye grit on them. With a jolt you realize your face is painted with cum, and looking down you can tell that it isn't just your face. There's cum on your tits, on your stomach, even your thighs and feet, and a hand between your legs confirms its inside you too. Hands shaking, you scoop it off your thighs and stomach, trying to get as much as you can into your pussy, fingering it deeper and deeper. You must have really taken a pounding last night, because your pussy is sore and your groin feels bruised, but the feeling of that cum inside you is worth every ounce of pain. You put a few pillows under your ass, trying to keep your hips elevated, keep it from spilling out for as long as possible. You imagine it taking root in your womb, changing your body, making your breasts and belly swell with motherhood. You imagine men you've never seen coming into you home while you're asleep and hungrily drinking your milk, squeezing and sucking so you wake up with your nipples sore. You wish one of them was here to fuck the cum deeper inside you, but you make do with your fingers. This time when you cum it's different. It isn't like the first orgasm of the day. It feels like maybe the fifth time you've cum in the last few hours; barely pleasure at all, just spine-tingling, mind-numbing sensation. Is it possible to cum in your sleep? It feels like it shouldn't be allowed, but you're having trouble thinking straight...

You need to stop touching yourself. You're sore and trembly and weirdly exhausted for someone who just woke up, but you can't stop thinking about those strangers in your bedroom, the cocks that must have been in your cunt and your asshole and your mouth. Your clit throbs, begging your fingers for just one more release. You make a compromise with yourself. You put on some panties to keep too much cum from leaking out, and you go to the kitchen to look at the pictures. But there are no polaroids on the kitchen table. Just a cheap plastic USB drive with your name in permanent marker on the side.

It shouldn't be a surprise that they know your name. They've been in your house, they can obviously find your name on your mail or your computer or your driver's license. But seeing it there in unfamiliar handwriting, one more tiny violation of privacy, makes your clit throb again, as if to remind you of its presence.

The voice of your elementary school librarian echoes in your head as you retrieve your laptop and return to bed. It is profoundly stupid, she reminds you, to plug an unfamiliar drive into your computer. There's no telling what kind of malware it could contain, and that kind of access could allow hackers to take complete control of your computer. But you've already done the most profoundly stupid thing. You've done it repeatedly, in fact, and you're in deep enough now that there may not be any going back. The drive contains a single folder, also with your name on it. The folder is full of pictures and videos, hundreds of them, from different cameras and different perspectives, every angle you could possibly want from the events of last night. Men in rubber masks, too many to count, taking turns raping your lifeless body. Stuffing their cocks down your throat and laughing as you choke reflexively. Squeezing your tits, pinching and biting your nipples. Playing with your pussy, intermittently fucking it and trying to shove ever-larger objects inside it. There's a closeup video of your face as one of the men ejaculates onto it. Another of your pussy as a cock pulls out, allowing a fat glob of cum to collect just at the entrance of your unresponsive hole. The last file in the folder is a .txt file, containing a single line of text: a string of numbers and letters that you recognize.

Right there on the first page of your favorite site is a picture of you, asleep and drenched in cum. Below it is your home address, and a short note:

Found this tasty slut by accident at the above address, just noticed the rapeme in her window and figured I'd come back that night. Good pussy, and she must like what we did to her because she hasn't taken it down yet. Stop by if you're in town; we like a limp body, but I bet she'd put up a nice fight if you'd rather forgo sedatives. Just make sure to gag her lol. don't want the neighbors complaining and ruining our fun. and remember to leave her a souvenir! She especially likes polaroids ; )

By the time you've finished reading you're in a daze. Your eyes can't seem to focus on anything. Your mind can't form a coherent thought. Your clit is no longer asking for your attention; it now demands it. As you begin to pull the panties back down, you notice something: the light next to your laptop camera is on.

You place the laptop on the bed between your legs, and begin stuffing the panties into your cunt.

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Tw: somno, cnc, fauxest, misgendering. Don’t like it, keep scrolling.

I couldn’t believe it when I found the video on tumblr. That was definitely my ass getting fucked hard on my phone screen. The caption? “Watch me fuck her ass”

Misgendering me while whoever this is fucks me while I sleep. I couldn’t help but slip a hand down my shorts and play with my throbbing tdick.

I wandered who it was until 5 minutes into the video. “That’s is baby girl, take daddy’s cock nice and deep.”

My own step father was filming himself fuck me. I wanted to be mad, but watching myself get fucked like that was so hot.

I came as he filled my ass with his cum and I watched it dripping out.

“I thought you might like that video.”

I looked up to see my father standing inside my room, door closing behind him. He had his hard cock in his hand.

“Yes, but you misgendered me.” I pouted.

“Didn’t want my three thousand followers to know you were trans. How about we make another video.”

“That’s wrong, daddy…” I told him.

“Why don’t you look at the comments.”

I did. All the comments were begging for more. They wanted him to fill my tight little pussy and wake me up and make me suck his cock and all other sorts of things.

I blushed. “They want more. We better give them what they want.” He said as he crossed the room and climbed onto my bed.

He pulled off my shorts and pushed my legs apart as he settled between my thighs. He aimed his phone camera at my boypussy. “Here we go baby girl. Do you want it?”

I whimpered, “yes, daddy.”

“That’s a good girl. I’m gonna make you moan like a little whore for everyone.”

With that, he plunged into my soaking wet pussy and started fucking me hard. I cried out for him, making all sorts of noises as he fucked me like a pathetic little bitch for him to breed.

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I could have sworn I locked the door to the bathroom but I was in such a rush I must have forgot, this stranger must have been too. Not only did he not knock but he didn't even realize I was in here until he already had his cock out and started pissing in the direction of the toilet. He probably would have gotten most of it in the bowl if it weren't for the fact that I was sitting on it.

The stranger groaned with his eyes closed and head tilted back some. After a moment I think he realized the sound he was hearing wasn't of him pissing into the toilet. Mid stream, we locked eyes and I turned bright red as his quickly darted down to my pussy. I had finished pissing myself but you wouldn't know with how soaked in piss the front of my shirt and bush was.

He licked his lips as he smirked, aiming to piss directly on my cunt. "So what, did you go into the wrong fucking toilet or something?" I didn't know what to say but just shook my head. I didn't know how to tell this man I was like him when the difference between us was starting me right in my face.

His stream slowly died down as he laughed at me. "No? Well, you did leave the door unlocked. Did you plan for this to happen, slut?" I shook my head again as I started to stammer something out, immediately cut off by the shock of his hand rubbing my pussy. "Don't lie to me, of course you did. Your cunt is soaked wet."

I started to tear up as my voice cracked. "N-no!! That's your piss!" But I was unconvincing as a whorish moan split through my lips as he forced two fingers into my cunt.

"Can't just be my piss when you moan like that." The squelching sounds of him finger fucking my cunt echoed in the small gas station bathroom, only interrupted by my uncontrollable moaning.

He was right, I was totally turned on by this stranger catching me and pissing all over me. So much so that soon I was squirting on his fingers as I blushed and let out an extra feminine moan. He just laughed and smacked my cunt while I made a mess all over with my cum, each time making me cry out and only prolonging my orgasm.

"I bet you wanted this to happen, you dirty little slut." He forced his wet fingers into my mouth and yanked me to my feet by my hair with his other hand. "Keep those legs spread as far as you can, bitch." He bent me over the sink, my pants still down at my ankles. Once I was in position he spanked both my ass cheeks at the same time, making me actually cry while I moaned and held onto the sink for balance while my pussy gushed.

"I wonder how many times you've done this before." This time he smacked each of my ass cheeks separately but harder this time while I kept sobbing. After several swats to each cheek he forced he bulbous head past my pussy lips. I screamed and he covered my mouth. "Apparently not enough for me to slide in easy. That's ok. It'll feel better for me this way anyway."

I squeezed the sink white knuckled and screamed into his hand while I sobbed and he forced his thick but thankfully average length cock into my bare cunt. He was right, not only had I not done this enough for his girthy cock but before now the only other thing that had ever gone in my cunt was his fingers. I was always too dysphoric and nervous to put anything in my cunt but I had been thinking about it for a while. Never did I think this would be how I finally got it.

I stopped screaming after a while and just quietly sobbed as he gripped my hair. "Oh come on bitch, you like it. You've been cumming all over the place until now." He was pounding into my raw cunt as wet slapping sounds echoed in the small concrete room. And he wasn't wrong, even though I was crying my pain was slowly starting to subside to pleasure and my sobbing once again became moaning.

He spanked me in approval and laughed. "Good girl, that's more like it." He then leaned down and started leaving dark purple marks all over my neck as his hands reached up my piss soaked shirt and under my binder to play with my tits. "Such a good girl for me, Catlynn." He pinched my nipples hard and pulled down on them as I cried out again. "Sorry, you just look so much like my dyke daughter."

I immediately came again to the idea of this man fucking me and imagining I was his lesbian daughter he was correcting. That only encouraged him and he started to violently pounding into me as I moaned in overstimulation. Not too much longer he crammed his cock in as deep as he could and came inside me. "Fucking take it you filthy slut dyke." He continued to hump me as he rode out his orgasm and went limp inside me.

Before pulling out he spat on me and spanked once again, leaving me to collapse on the ground as my pussy dripped from his cum. "Next time, lock the door, or at least bother to be in the correct restroom." And he just left me there, his sperm already finding my egg.

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Rapebaiting - long read

So, I’ve read about people going “rapebaiting” for a couple of years now, mostly on Reddit. The idea has always turned me on. Essentially it means putting yourself in vulnerable situations and engagning in risky behavior that might increase your chances of getting raped. I am not going to get into the morals of it in this post, but might address it later. This is simply about what happened. Fair warning, it is pretty long lol.

Anyway, I finally got to a point where I felt ready to do it. So I did. But it wasn’t until my third “try” that it was successful. I went out on a Saturday night (the legal drinking age where I live is 18). But I went out pretty late and on my own, I had a few shots before I left home for liquid courage and as a part of the baiting. Wore a cute but not outright slutty outfit. I got to the bar and ordered a drink and kind of pretended like I was supposed to meet up with my friends and waiting for them. While I was “waiting” some guys talked to me, they were in their late 20s to early 30s and bought me drinks, and I flirted. A lot. I wanted to really get them going and think they very possibly might be going home with me. I would lean in really close, accidentally put my hand on their thigh and so on. When I went to the restroom one of the guys followed me and cornered me in the narrow hallway outside the restrooms, and he kissed me. I kissed back and let his hands run over my body and he pressed my body into his own so that I felt his hard-on. Then I suddenly pulled back and kinda laughed a little and just told him I wasn’t into it. And I could see his eyes almost getting darker and he looked slightly angry, it made me instantly wet.

Went back to the table, it got later, and I got drunker (although I wasn’t as drunk as I acted, but still pretty tipsy). My “friends” never showed, I pretended they were texting me that they drunkenly ended up at a different barwhich is just ten minutes walking distance. Two of the guys said they were thinking about heading there too and volunteered to walk me there. I pretended to hesitate and let myself be coddled into accepting their offer. We got our jackets and left, I acted pretty drunk and still flirty. Wallking there you pass a park, and when we did the guy who had cornered me in the hallway earlier, he said he really had to pee right away, so we walked into the park so that he could runt into the bushes and pee or whatever. While he walked around a tree or something the other guy got closer to me and started kissing me. I kissed him back and we made out a little, which was interrupted by hallway guy coming back. He said something “jokingly” about how I was a little slutty for kissing them both, and asked if I didn’t want to kiss them both at the same time. I acted a little nervous and laughed and said “no, not really, alright are you ready so we can go?”. He grabbed me and pulled me towards him and said “come on, just a little kiss”. At this point I was so excited cause I felt like “omfg it’s happening” but also getting a little nervous for real. I said “okay, one little kiss” and kissed him again, but when I pulled away from the kiss he pulled me back and kissed me harder and deeper. I started pushing him away, but couldn’t quite get him off. His hands found their way inside my shirt, my jacket was already open and he pulled at my breast. I finally got my lips away from his and told him to stop it, that it wasn’t funny. He said “yes, it is, come on, let’s have some fun” and pushed my jacket off me and pulled down my tights and underwear. We were standing pretty close to a picnic table, and he pulled me there and pushed me backwards down on it so that I was laying flat on my back. He stood in between my legs and had his whole upper body weighing down on  mine, kissing my neck and breasts, pulling them out of my bra and biting on my nipples. This went pretty quickly, and I just kind of froze but then I started saying “please, stop, I will kiss you if you want to” and tried to push him off. 

His friends who I had almost forgotten came up next to me and I looked at him and pleaded with him to get his friend to stop. While inside my head I was screaming “continue” pretty much. But the friend just grabbed my arms and pulled them up, holding them down above my head so that I couldn’t keep pushing on the guy standing between my legs. The guy between my legs then proceeded with pulling down my tights instead and pushed my skirt up around my waist. He grabbed one leg and pulled of my shoe and tights and underwear so that my legs weren’t constrained by the tights and underwear anymore. Then he took his fingers and slid his fingers between my lips and laughed and said “the fucking whore is wet”. His friend laughed too. It felt a little humiliating. He pushed his fingers inside me pretty roughly and finger fucked me with a few strokes. He stopped and I could hear him starting to undo his pants, I angled my head down as much as I could and saw him pulling out his cock, which was obviously hard. He put it against my opening and kind of went in just a little with the tip a few times and then he thrust into me completely. I sort of half-screamed and he leaned forward and put his hand on my mouth and started fucking me. He wasn’t huge, but more than enough to fill me up. It hurt a little when he thrust into the bottom of my cunt but it felt so good too. He was laying down on my upper body with his mouth right above my ear and he said, almost whispered, things like what a tight pussy I had and how great it felt to fuck me. That turned me on the most almost I think, not sure why, think it felt good that he was really enjoying using me. After a few minutes he pulled back a little and put up my legs on his shoulders and started fucking me again. A little while later his friend told him to not cum in me before he had gone, so they switched places and turned me over at the same time so that I was bent over the table laying on my stomach instead with my legs down on the ground. Hallway guy sat on the table right in front of my face and made me take his cock in my mouth while his friend started fucking me from beind and holding my arms behind my back. I moaned pretty loudly and I don’t know if they interpreted it as pleasure or pain, but either way they laughed when I did and  he just fucked me harder. I was so close to cumming, if they would have just grazed my clit I probably would have too.

Hallway guy was pushing his cock pretty deep down my throat. Normally I can relax and get it down, but I don’t know if it was because of everything going on but right then I just couldn’t and kept gagging, which he grunted was “so hot” and then he came in my mouth right after. His friend let go of my arms and grabbed my hips and just really  fucked me so hard and fast for a short while until he pushed in really deep and shot his load into my pussy which was throbbing. He pulled out and I just stayed on the table, mindblown. The friend then threw me my jacket and I snapped back to the moment. I felt unsure of what to do and slowly got up and pulled down my skirt and started pulling on and up my tights. Hallway guy came up to me and showed me his phone, he had a few pictures of me where his friend was fucking me. After he (hallway guy) came he had snapped some photos, which I hadn’t noticed at all. My face was clearly visible in it and he said something like “I’ll keep these to myself if you keep this to yourself”. He wasn’t really mean or aggressive about it, just stating how it was. I just nodded and they left quickly. I went home, my pussy ached for like 2-3 days and I have used up an unknown amount of batteries for my vibrator as I can’t stop myself from thinking about it and cumming.

[ftm-breeding]

someone saying they “need” to rape me/molest me or whatever.......like...yes...very hot. tell me how ur sorry, but u just can’t help urself. u just need to fuck my holes.