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nominorsplease · 6 months ago

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[I know I said vote on one or the other but I kind of figured I could just do both...]

“This is so fucking wrong,” as I line my cock up against my best friend’s impossibly tight pussy. “We shouldn’t be doing this,” as I push in and make out with her. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, you’re so pretty. I know this is bad but… we need this, don’t we?” as I nibble her neck, my cock slamming deep inside her. In and out, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through me.

“Just let me do the work, babe,” I say, knowing she can’t hear me. “Just focus on my words and listen. Can you do that for me, my love?”

It’s so hot and I’m thrusting so hard. Veins coil around my limbs like snakes. Throbbing and pulsing. Her throat’s so fucking small in my hand. I press against her clit with my other hand, teasing it, touching it, fucking playing with it as I pound into her harder. Fuck, this is nasty. I’ve known her since we were kids.

“FUCK, what a perfect little slut you look like. Be a good fucking girl and tell me how much you love it.” Whimpers. Moans. And then screams as I slam into her harder and faster. “Use your fucking words, baby. Go on. Tell me. Tell me or I’ll make you cum all over your best friend’s fucking cock.”

I pick up instantly, my lips planting kisses from her perfect, jiggling tits to her slender neck, littering my path with bites. “Take it, sweetheart. I can’t believe what a fucking perv you are for wanting to cum all over your bestie’s cock.” I fuck her harder, forcing her screams into low, animalistic growling. Sounds I never thought would come from her mouth.

I can’t hear a single coherent word from her mouth as her legs wrap around me and my heavy cock splits her in two. Fuck, I’ve reduced my best friend into… this. My perfect fuckdoll. My depraved little slut. “Cum for me. Cum so fucking hard for me and I promise I’ll do this for you all day, everyday. Everyone else already thinks we’re fucking so we might as well. SHIT, YOU’RE SO FUCKING HOT—OH FUCK—.” My words turn into loud moans as I buckle inside her, our filthy, pervy sounds filling the room.

I feel the walls of her pussy tighten on my cock. She’s putty in my hands. I can feel her melt and shake all at once as her tightness makes me lose my strength entirely. I collapse fully, chest on chest, lips on lips, hands groping, wandering, pulling, and flood her pristine pussy with sticky, sloppy cum.

We lay there, desperately gasping for air, but I really don’t want to let go of her. Not now. Not ever.

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nominorsplease · 6 months ago

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[Does anyone else ever feel like they missed out on the whole school/university romance experience?]

C/W: Freeuse, Public

If I had a girlfriend in university, I would rile her up with slow, firm touches and quiet, disgusting words whispered into her ear. I’d drag her around and sit us both at the back of our lecture hall. She’d try so hard to focus on our lecturer but my wandering hands would trace her perfect skin. My fingers would trace her thighs and then her waist, and finally, slipping under her top, I’d grope her soft tits. She’d bite her lip, trying not to moan as I pinch and pull on her tits, shooting me angry glares.

I wouldn’t bother. I’d pull out my cock to her quiet shock and start stroking it in front of her. I’d shift closer to her, my hands becoming rougher on her body. I’d drag her free hand to my cock and help her jack me off, up and down, again and again in that lecture hall. With her pen still scribbling away, I just know I’d need to give her some encouragement. A slight push. I’d reach down, strong, veiny hands parting her soft thighs with ease. She’d feel my fingers tease her panty-clad pussy. She’d feel me pull them aside and plunge myself inside her. I’d smirk watching her bend down and fighting to suppress a moan.

Her pen would stop scribbling away, and the hand jerking off my cock would speed up as I’d finger fuck her tight twat. Quiet little moans would leave her mouth, making her blush slightly with each sound. She’d sit up and look at me, disgusting passion burning in her eyes. I’d lose it.

I’d use her hair as a handle and push her onto my cock, fucking her mouth for a few seconds before spewing thick strands of cum between her pretty little lips. I’d hold her then, making sure she gets every last drop down her throat. I’d let her up and pat down her hair, smoothing it out while she continues to write down notes, dazed and buzzing. I’d wipe off a drop off my cum from her lips and push it between her lips with a finger, before returning to edge her needy, soaking pussy until the end of the lecture. I’d be so tempted to buy her a dildo to sit on the next time we go to a lecture together.

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nominorsplease · 6 months ago

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Surprise, I brought friends.

You show up at your dom’s house in your usual attire for a night of fun, but when you walk in you instantly know tonight is going to be much different than what you’re used to. All eyes are on you as you walk in to a room with three guys sitting like they’d been waiting for you. Your dom’s hand is on your lower back guiding you in gently.

“We’re having a little Barbeque, forgot to tell you.”

His tone is flat, giving nothing away but you know better. Feeling unsure of the situation you follow him to the kitchen and give him the *what the fuck* gaze as he nonchalantly chops veggies for the grill.

“I told a couple of my friends what a goddess you are when you’re on your knees and they wouldn’t believe that you were that good, so I told them to come see.”

His hand gently strokes your cheek and his thumb trails across your bottom lip and you suck it into your mouth knowing whatever his plans are you’ll go along with it.

"You're not gonna let me down, are you?"

Your thighs begin to tremble and you can feel the stickiness building beneath the slutty lingerie under your dress with anticipation. It wasn't planned, only ever joked about. As he fires up the grill you’re set to making sure everyone’s got drinks and that there is a steady supply of blunts in rotation. You can hardly eat, the nerves of the situation are causing you to squirm around on the couch while everyone else eats and watches the game on the tv.

After plates have been cleared up another round of drinks and blunts starts, you’re sitting next to your dom with your hand on his thigh and you realize that he is unzipping his zipper and pulling out his cock. Nobody seems to be paying attention and you look at him as he guides your eager mouth to his cock. You watch it begins to grow hard in anticipation of your lips and you can’t help but smile knowing how bad he wants to show you off.

“Go on goddess, do your thing.”

You look around and take a deep breath, slowly you wrap your lips round his cock and start to lick and suck the exact way you know he likes. It isn’t long till he’s moaning with his hands on your hair, you’ve moved from the couch to your favorite spot between his knees on the floor. You’re moaning watching his reaction as your talented mouth works his cock. You could cum watching his face while you worship him. His hand cups your chin and pulls your mouth off him and you continue to stroke his cock with your hand.

“You gonna show my guests a good time?”

You look around and realize two out of the three guys in the room have now also taken out their cocks and have been watching you worship your dom with your mouth. Shyly you crawl over to the couch where one of them is sitting and look up at him, slowly you lick his balls and up to the head of his cock taking him in your mouth.

“Holy fuck, her mouth really is magic.”

Listening to the praise and compliments the two guys are swapping, talking about how amazing your mouth is, makes you even more eager to please. You crawl over to the third guy and repeat the process watching as his eyes roll back when your tongue swirls around the throbbing head of his cock. You spend the next half hour crawling around on the floor between then tree men while his other friend sits back and watches. Every one of them praising you and your pretty little mouth. So eager to please, licking and sucking like each cock like the gift that it was.

At some point you feel your panties being pulled to the side, looking back you see your dom on his knees behind you watching you suck his friend’s cock with a proud grin. He slides his dick deep inside you making you gasp while his friend is in your throat, you feel him pounding into you deep and hard making you lose yourself as you almost instantly cum from the built up need. His best friend’s cock still hungrily pounding into your throat. He growls in your ear.

“I told you when I met you, I’d turn you into a little slut.”

You spend the rest of the night getting passed between the three men in varying combinations all while the guy in the corner watches. At one point each one of them takes a turn with you in the room one on one, your dom going last. He’s gentle at first, asking if you had fun, kissing and praising you. Telling you what a good girl you’ve been while he kisses and licks your sensitive pussy. Then to remind you who that pussy belongs to he fucks you out of your mind, hard and fast pounding in all positions. Tossing you around like you’re nothing he uses you exactly as he needs, his primal growls driving you feral. You claw at his skin, sink your teeth into his flesh, you cum wildly on his cock over and over again. You’re already a brainless mess from the last few hours of pure sexual debauchery, but by the time he’s close to finishing you’re face down in a puddle of drool and have no idea how long he’s been pounding into you. Pulling you onto your knees you greedily suck every last drop of your reward from his cock before he lets you rest.

You lay there on soaked sheets wondering how many sticky loads have coated you this evening, how many you’ve swallowed; your whole body is tingling, you lost count of the number of orgasms you had. As you’re drifting off you can hear the men in the hall talking about how amazing tonight was, their compliments about your performance floating through your head as you fall asleep.

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nominorsplease · 6 months ago

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“Come over.” The two-word message was all she needed. Hopping out of bed, she slips on a long pair of socks and her running shoes. The girl grabs her coat from the hanger and drapes it over her shoulders. Tightening the jacket belt around her nude body, she walks out into the night. Within a few minutes of the text, she’s standing in the packed train. Stranger’s bodies press up against her. She grasps the lapel of her jacket, wrapping it tightly around her body as if an invisible hand might pull it open and reveal her.

She’s still new to this; letting people have sex with her whenever they want, coming over to near-stranger’s houses, indulging in their kinks. Ever since she began her journey, each day had brought new experiences. The girl recalls one of her favorites; a man watching her have sex with his wife. She remembers one of her most challenging, filming a porn with two men and posting it online. The girl thinks about that flood of attention, reading those comments with their mixed praise and degradation. Her memories make her wet.

Arriving at her stop, she walks quickly out of the station and down the street. She had been to this house once before. Its occupant is a casual acquaintance who had only recently learned of her sexual proclivities. She reaches the front door and freezes. Multiple voices talking loudly inside. The girl is too nervous to knock on the door. It swings open, and she’s faced by a man on his way outside for a smoke. He takes the unlit cigarette from his lips and greets her warmly. “You’re not going to stand outside all night, are you? Come in, come in!”

Peering inside the house while stepping cautiously inside, she surveys the scene. At least a dozen people, instruments and beer bottles strewn around the living room. A jam that had progressed into a small party. Her host spots her at the entrance and comes to welcome her. He plants a kiss on her lips while he undoes her jacket belt. “You made it here quickly. Did you run? Your face is flushed.” The jacket slips off her shoulders and is hung neatly in the closet.

Suddenly naked, the other houseguests glance over to the newcomer. She feels their eyes burn into her. The man takes her by the hand and leads her to the circle of worn couches where most of the party sits talking. Embarrassed by her nudity, she desperately tries to avoid their gaze. She is almost relieved when, instead of introducing her, the man sits her down on the couch next to him and takes out his cock. Lightly grabbing her hair, he brings her mouth to his lap. The girl wraps her lips around her host’s dick and starts to suck and rub his shaft.

Nobody can talk to me if I’m giving head. It’s like they’re not even here. She tries her best to calm her anxiety. A woman’s voice breaks her illusion. “I assume that’s the girl you mentioned earlier?” The young girl closes her eyes, and old trick to avoid being seen. It doesn’t work so well. “What a slut.” The woman says dismissively. Spit runs down his cock, lubricating her fingers. The conversation carries on without her.

Still gagging on the man’s girth, she listens to the crowd chatter. Music, old punk bands, police reform. When she’s satisfied that the topics have strayed far enough from the sex act she’s openly performing, she bravely opens her eyes to look at the rest of the group. Some couples, a few single men. She freezes again as her eyes connect with one of them. The whole group is older than her, by five or ten years, but he’s at least double her age. He looks strangely familiar, but she can’t quite place it. She stares into his eyes while she bobs her head.

Her heart skips a beat as her host gropes her exposed bum and addresses the group. “Does anybody else want a turn? I don’t want to keep her to myself.” He talks to someone who she can’t see, behind the couch. “Do you want to use her?” The stranger responds, incredulously. “Uh, no thanks, I’m straight like a circle.” The group laughs. “Oh yeah. It’s hard to think right now, she’s a good cocksucker. Anybody else?”

“I would if my girlfriend wasn’t right here.�� One of the men jokes. His partner speaks up, the same woman who called her a slut earlier. “Oh, it’s fine. It’s not cheating if it’s just some whore. I don’t have any trouble with you using a sex toy, do I? Go ahead.” He stands up and positions himself behind the girl. He guides his cock into her soaking wet pussy. As she feels him stretch her out, she buries her head into the host’s lap, and buries his cock in her throat. The two men use her while they carry on their conversation.

After a while, the man she’s blowing stops talking. Focused on her, he starts to roughly fuck her face. His eyes unfocused while her drool runs down her hands and his balls. He arches his back and moans. At the last moment, he pulls her head back. She strokes his slippery cock quickly, letting ribbons of his cum splatter all over her face. It feels amazing, for both of them. Getting soaked in cum makes her insanely horny, and the pace of the man fucking her helps her build towards an orgasm.

The woman interjects, talking to her boyfriend while the young girl’s pussy tightens around his taken cock. “How’s it’s little fuckhole, hun? Are you enjoying using it?” Her objectification brings the girl even closer to cumming. The man starts to groan. If he finishes inside of me, I’m going to cum with him. She hopes and prays. The host speaks up again. “You have to try her mouth, trust me. That slut can suck dick.” The man fucking her slows down. “Okay, I’ll try it out.” The girl screams inwardly. She almost cries as he pulls his cock out of her needy pussy moments before her orgasm.

Again, his partner interrupts. “That’s not how you talk to it.” She jumps off the adjacent couch and walks confidently over to the trembling girl. Her feminine hands grip her by the neck. “Get on your fucking knees, you little bitch. On the ground. Now.” She obeys, crawling to the floor as fast as she can. “Open your slutty mouth. Stick your tongue out. You know how to beg, right? Beg for him to use you.” The girl’s mouth opens, and pink tongue emerges from her cum-covered face. The woman spits on her. The girl speaks her first words since she arrived. “Please fuck my slutty mouth. Please use me, sir, please.”

He obliges, shoving his cock into her willing hole. His girlfriend still grips her neck, pushing her head forward and the dick deep down her throat. She spits on her face again as her boyfriend facefucks her. She can taste the mixture on her lips: cum – hers and his, saliva – with a faint hint of beer. She wants to rub her clit but is intimidated by what the older woman might do to her if she did. “Fuck, she is pretty good at this.” He growls as the facefucking grows more intense. The woman corrects him. “It, hun. It’s pretty good. Careful, talking like that will just go to it’s head.” He’s only half aware of what she’s saying, absorbed in the slut gagging on his cock.

The woman lets go of her neck, so her man can force her at his own pace. Standing up, the woman starts to talk to the host. “Can you give me it’s number? I know some guys who will absolutely break her, I want to send it to them.” Her boyfriend starts to cum in the girl’s mouth. It’s too much for her, drooling down her chin and covering her breasts and stomach. She gulps down what she can, trying to catch her breath. “Got it, thanks!” The woman chimes, showing the used girl her phone. The contact card he sent doesn’t have her name, it just reads slut.

“Why don’t you give her – I mean, it - a try?” The boyfriend suggests. “Are you kidding me?” Her reply is indignant. “That pathetic thing isn’t good enough for me. Some of us have standards.” The crowd laughs at her degrading comments. The host looks down at the girl. “Well, if everybody’s done, you can go.” The older man speaks up. “I’ll take a turn…”

Thank God. Maybe I’ll get the chance to cum. The older man directs her to sit on the couch and spread her legs. Kneeling upright, he pushes his cock into her. The rest of the group leaves them to their business, only occasionally looking over at her cum soaked body. The older man fucks her enthusiastically, but gently. He smiles at her while he enjoys her pussy. Her mind churns – that smile is so familiar, but she can’t quite place it. I’ve met him before, but where? Does it matter? His kind demeanor and steady strokes into her needy pussy will be enough for her to finally cum.

He looks at the cum-covered girl and fucks her faster and deeper, his breathing growing sharper. It feels so good, he’s so hot, he’s way too old for me, he looks so happy, where did I meet him, it feels so good. Her mind is spinning as she slowly starts to work back to her orgasm. Suddenly he gasps, pounding deep into her little cunt. She feels him fill her pussy up with his cum, too soon for her to get the finish she so desperately craves. “Sorry.” He laughs, referencing their short session. “I got excited. I’ve been wanting to do that for a while.” She looks at him shyly. “It’s okay. Whatever makes you feel good.”

He pulls his pants back up. The girl meekly tries to interject in the ongoing conversation. “If anyone… uh… wants to… um… I’m free now, so….” The group ignores her pleading. “I think we’re all done with you. You can leave now.” The host brings the girl her coat. She puts it on slowly, covering up the cum all over her pussy, thighs, and body. The mess on her face is still obvious. The older man puts on his jacket as well. “It’s getting late. I’m not thirty anymore. It’s time for me to head home.” The host shakes his hand. “You’re not forty anymore, either. Good to see you again.” They both laugh. The older man turns to the girl. “I’ll drive you home. It’s late. You could get in trouble going on the train looking like that.” The woman scoffs and rolls her eyes at his simple kindness.

In the car, they sit quietly. She stares out the window, glancing over at him occasionally, still unsure of where she had seen him before. He catches her eye and smiles back. “You had a big night, I’m sure you’re tired.” She nods. “If you’d like to go home and rest, I completely understand. But if you’d like to come back to mine, you can take a shower, I’ll make you a snack, we can cuddle in bed - you know, some aftercare?” She looks a little confused.

“You know you can just tell me to do that, right?”

“I know. But I wanted to give you the choice.”

“That sounds really nice, thank you.”

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nominorsplease · 6 months ago

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It was the day before the St. Patrick's party, my husband and his brother were taking me to an Irish festival for a sort of pre-celebration. I had to sit in between them because we had no other seats in my brother-in-law's pickup. The three of us were smushed thigh to thigh as we set out for an hour of traveling, i couldnt stop thinking about how i was squished between these two handsome men. As my husband drove us down the bumpy road he set his hand on my thigh, running it up my skirt. My face ran red as i thought about his brother being right next to me. I grabbed his hand to stop him and laughed nervously. He snatched his hand back from mine then shoved it down my panties without warning, rubbing on my clit. My face got hotter as i tried pushing him away but it was no use, a soft moan escaped my lips and i now felt his brother's eyes hungerly watching us. My husband's fingers slid down to my pussy, shoving them in and out with ease because of my wetness.

He pulled over to a dirt road, finding a clearing between some of the trees before parking the truck. He made me turn around, shoving my face into his brother's crotch while he continued fingering my hole. I felt his brother's cock getting hard against my cheek through his pants and he quickly pulled it out, groaning from the relief.. it was much bigger than my husband's, bigger than my own head. I stared up at him in awe, moaning from my husband's fingers. "Ah.. Daddy.. may i.. help your brother?" I asked desperately as my cunt tightened around his fingers. He chuckled and allowed me to wrap my lips around the glorious cock presented to me, only to make fun of me for it. "I told you she was a disgusting slut.. we didnt have to do much to make her want it." His brother groaned as i bobbed my head, wetting his entire length from his tip to his base with my saliva. "Yeah.. and she sure knows how to take a big dick.." i sent vibrations down his shaft as i moaned from feeling my husband's cock rubbing against my pussy before he pushed it in, making sure i took the entire length just like my mouth did his brother's. The three of us moaned and groaned as my pussy was fucked by my husband and my mouth was fucked by my brother in law. They both soon shot a load into me, filling my holes with their sweet cum. My instinct was to spit it out and just as i was about to my husband stopped me. "No, swallow it, like a good slut." I nodded and let the load slip down my throat to my stomach, opening my mouth for them to see and instantly recieving a good girl from the both of them.

The three of us fixed ourselves before heading back onto the road to the festival. I was still feeling the heat in my cheeks from the experience, knowing my husband's cum was dripping onto my panties as i got out of the truck and my stomach was full of his brother's cum. We walked around together, me clutching onto my husband's arm the entire time. While walking i noticed a vendor that had a cute kilt for sale, it was green which was perfect for the St. Patrick's party and it was really short which was perfect for my sluttiness. I had ran over to the vendor and began talking to them about the skirt. My brother in law came up behind me and handed the vendor the money. "I think youd look really nice in that skirt.. you should get it, on my behalf." He smirked and gave a slick look to his brother who also smirked. I lit up with joy as i was handed the mini kilt and pranced around like a little kid, excited to wear it the next day.

The day of the party i got dressed with my new green skirt, wearing a pair of black tights underneath, my black doc martins, and a black crop top. Obviously i wore my usual green beads and other accessories, but i was really feeling myself! I showed up to the party with my husband's fingers intertwined with mine. Standing around the kitchen island, passing out green colored deserts and beverages, i noticed a familiar face walk in and my cheeks flushed as i remembered the night before. Shakily handing my brother in law a drink as he walked over to me, groping my ass before anyone was able to see. "You wore the skirt.. good." He chuckled, both him and his brother hungerly looking down at me. I felt so small as i was once again squished between these two handsome tall glasses of water, only difference being a bigger, more public, area. We partied all night, drinking and dancing like irish folk do, both men keeping close to me.

Once it hit two in the morning all the old folk had left, the young folk had drank too much and passed out, and all that were left were too inebriated to comprehend basic motor skills. My brother in law pulled me into the guest bathroom, making me get on my knees as he pulled out his cock. "Ive missed those pretty lips.." he groaned, stroking himself while he stared down at me. We were both pretty tipsy, but i missed his cock in my throat. He grabbed my chin and forced my mouth onto him, i immediately opened wide and allowed him to guide my head at his own pace. He fucked into my mouth fast and deep, repeatedly hitting the back of my throat regardless of my gagging. "Fuck.. i can see why my brother married you.. youre such a willing fuck toy.." he moaned, watching his entire cock thrusting in and out of my mouth while tears flowed from my eyes. I slipped my hand into my tights and underwear, playing with my clit while he pleasured himself with my mouth. We moaned together, both feeling euphoric from the alcohol.

Just then my husband walked in, quickly closing the door behind him. I quickly pulled away out of embarrassment but he protested. "No keep going, you filthy whore.. you look too pretty with your lips wrapped around my brother's dick to be stopping.. but i want your attention too." He pulled out his own cock and began stroking himself, getting closer to the both of us. I nodded, taking a cock in each hand. "Yes sir, ill be sure to pleasure you both." I wrapped my lips around my husband's cock while i stroked his brother's at the same time. I got it all wet with my saliva before switching back and giving his brother some attention, now stroking my husband while i sucked on my brother in law. I stared up at both of them while i switched back and forth, trying to get them close to cumming. "How about this.. whoever cums first gets to fuck her while the other has to watch." My husband's brother said inbetween moans. My cheeks heated up at this notion while i continued bobbing my head and stroking their cocks. My husband laughed and shook his hand, agreeing to this sick game. "Done deal! Im sure ill win.. she is my wife after all, she'll make sure i cum first." Although i was thinking about it as i pleasured them, ive had my husbands cock in me for years.. itd be nice to try something bigger. I began sucking my husband off to give the illusion i wanted him to cum first, only licking on my brother in laws tip every once in a while though i used my hand to stroke him so well he wouldnt be able to hold back. I felt the both of them began to throb so i quickly switched over to my husband's brother, making sure to suck hard enough he'd cum in my mouth. My husband came right after him, letting out a loud groan as he realized he had lost just as i planned.

I played it off as i stood up and bent over the bathroom counter, looking back at my husband. "Im sorry, Daddy.. i really tried.." i pouted, looking at him with puppy dog eyes. His brother eagerly ripped through my tights and slid my panties to the side, revealing my soaked pussy. His cock was already wet from my saliva so he easily slid himself entirely inside of me, moaning as he did so. "Ah, fuck dude.. your girl's pussy is soo fucking nice.. and shes taking my dick like a fucking champ." I groaned and flinched at the sized difference, watching the both of them through the mirror in front of us. My husband started stroking himself at the same pace his brother was fucking me. It started off slow but suddenly he began pulling my hair and slamming himself into me, making loud slapping sounds with his thighs against my ass. He pulled my head up to him. "I know you made me cum first on purpose.. dirty fucking whore. You mustve really wanted my cock.. dont worry, i wont tell my brother. I wanted you too." He whispered in my ear before bending me back down over the counter. I tightened around him as he said this, my face heated up as well. I knew he was right and i was just glad my husband didnt know. My husband moved me so i was facing him while his brother still fucked into me. Continuing to stroke his cock, he came all over my face as i desperately tried to get some of it in my mouth. "Youre so fucking disgusting.. i love it.." he whispered as he shoved his cock in my mouth, making me clean it off. His brother pulled out soon after, cumming all over my tights and brand new skirt. I turned around to clean him off as well, my clothes being cleaned off by my husband at the same time. All three of us got cleaned up and left the bathroom, a few drunkards watching us leaving together. We could care less, we had fun and they were probably too drunk to remember tomorrow.

(Another request.. im sorry if this one is a bit wonky sometimes, i dont do threesomes 😅 either way, i hope the client likes it.. as well as my fans of course hehe~♡)

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nominorsplease · 6 months ago

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“Sooo… what are everyone’s kinks?” It was that time of the night. The group of friends had started to drink a few hours ago, and the witching hour of sharing drunken secrets had begun. The shy young girl sitting quietly at the kitchen island takes a sip from her glass, trying to hide and evade the open question. With her are two couples, friends she’s had for a while, and an older man who she had just met tonight.

Peering past the glass, she looks at the newcomer. He’s playing with a coin, rolling it across his knuckles. It falls into the palm of his hand, and she watches it disappear into his firm grip. She admires his toned forearms while he makes a small circle with his wrist. The fist opens. The coin is gone. Confused, she glances up to his face. He’s already looking at her - watching while he performed his trick. He smiles and winks, and she quickly averts her eyes.

“This guy is crazy good at guessing people’s kinks. He’s like a psychic for freaky sex stuff.” Her friend gestures at the near stranger. “Come on, show them.”

“Well, I know you’re into somnophilia - sex with people who are asleep, or near it.” The group burst into laughter. His partner chimes in: “It’s true! He’s better than an alarm clock!”

The man chooses the partner as his next target. “Consensual non-consent. But on the softer side.” More uproarious laughter from the group. She smacks her partner on his shoulder, “Oh my god, did you tell him?!” Defensive, he responds “No, I didn’t, I swear! The man’s just a fucking wizard!”

Next, he turns his attention to the other couple. He hesitates, looking back and forth between the two. “BDSM, both of you. Specifically restraints. And you’re both switchy.” The couple is shocked and entertained. “That’s… oddly specific… and very correct…”

The crowd is laughing, gasping for air. Everybody except the shy girl. She tries to make herself as small as possible, as if the man will somehow miss her if she stays perfectly still. She’s painfully aware of her braless chest and her earlier decision to wear a thin sundress. Her heart drops as her friends insist the man read her next. “You’ve known us for a while, but can you do it on someone you just met?”

“She’s such an innocent girl, what’s her kink? Holding hands? Kissing with tongue?” Her friends tease her relentlessly, invigorated by the conversation and the booze. There’s no way he can know. She prays. It’s just a trick, he doesn’t know. Her body stiffens as if for impact. She looks into his stormy eyes, as if pleading please don’t tell them.

“Free use.”

Her head spins and she blushes deeply, heart pounding like a terrified little animal. She can barely hear her friends loudly chattering around her. “No way.” “I could see it.” “Is he right?” One friend asks: “What’s free use?”

The man puts down his soda water and steps around the island, closer the the quiet girl. He explains softly. “Free use is when somebody wants to let people have sex with them whenever they want. She wants to be groped, or touched, or fucked; completely on the whims of the other person.” He’s so close to her now, almost standing behind her. “Sort of like a sex toy, used for pleasure. She has no boundaries.”

As he speaks his hand rises up to her chest and cups her small breasts. Completely unfazed by the public nature of this act, he gropes her supple body through the soft fabric. Her friends are all laughing, incredulous that she wouldn’t immediately pull away from his invasive touch. “You’re going to let this guy feel you up? You met him a few hours ago! Are you really that much of a slut?”

Slut. That word hits her hard. She’s frozen in place now. Excitement fueled by curiosity buzzes throughout the room, except for the man touching her. He is perfectly calm and nonchalant, as if what he was doing to her was the most normal thing in the world. “But is she really free use?” The voyeurs ask.

The man takes his hands off her chest and steps behind her. “I’ll prove it. What kind of underwear do you think a free use girl would wear?” They guess wildly: Crotchless? Something with lace? A red thong? “No, a free use slut like her wouldn’t wear anything at all.” He lifts up her dress, a grand reveal of her bare pussy. Cleanly shaven that morning (just in case) and soaking wet from the man’s attention.

Her mind fizzles. Did he make my panties disappear? She stands there, exposed in front of five people, trying to get her thoughts straight. She has a moment of composure and remembers No, I took them off in the bathroom earlier, after they introduced me to him. Magic isn’t real.

Wordlessly, his hand moves to her crotch and he puts two fingers in her needy pussy. She’s stunned by his boldness, and that she’s able to take the fingers so easily. The two couples are talking amid themselves. “It’s always the quiet ones.” “I knew it all along.” “Ah, I still think she would tap out at some point, that’s not really free use.” His hands fuck her while they talk.

After a few minutes, he takes his hand away and puts it on her back. He pushes her forward, bending her over the island. They’re still talking, drunkenly arguing about the finer points and the criteria of the kink. The older man has no interest in such discussions. The clink of his belt, a button, a zipper.

In one smooth movement he takes out his hard cock and pushes his full length into her cunt. She interrupts the conversation with a high pitched moan. All eyes are back on her now. He starts to fuck her.

“Okay, well, fair enough. I think that qualifies.” The man’s thighs smack into her petite ass with each thrust. “So much for being the innocent one.” The man’s hands return to her sensitive nipples. “I can’t believe she’s such a slut.” He fucks her harder.

Slut. That word again. She holds onto it like a prize. Years of longing for that title. Nobody could dispute it now. She was a dirty little slut, getting her needy pussy fucked by an older man while everyone is watching.

The man continues to talk with her friends as he uses her. He shares a bit about the nuances of the kink. “Some girls are for personal use. Like property. They have a dom who takes care of them. One person who uses them whenever they feel like it. A personal fucktoy.” He continues, speaking with absolute authority. “Other girls are for anybody to use. Whoever wants to fuck her, can. Like a public service.” His cock still pumping into her. “Do you know which one you are, darling?”

She had asked herself that question alone in her room a million times. Hearing it spoken aloud was uncanny. She doesn’t have an answer for him. Up until tonight, everything was theory. Now she had been thrust into practical experience, and her cum- and liquor- drunk brain can barely parse the question. She mumbles incoherently:

“Uh? Use me?“

“Use your words, slut. Tell everyone what kind of cum dump you are.”

“I… uh… use me?”

“Ah, she’s too dumb from getting fucked to answer. It doesn’t matter to me anyways.”

He lifts up her dress further. Past her stomach, exposing her chest, it wraps around her head and is pulled off. Discarded on the table next to the bottle, she is now completely naked. Everyone else is still clothed, even the man using her pussy. He pulls her torso up close to him to show off her sexy body to the people watching. His powerful thrusts pound into her g spot. One hand teases her clit, the other reaches up to her neck. He squeezes tight around her throat, arm pressed into her sternum. The firm grip lets him fuck her as hard as he wants.

The rough sex overwhelms her young body. Her mind has gone completely blank. There could be nobody watching her or a thousand, it wouldn’t matter. All that matters is the truth of her pussy finally being used the way she always knew it needed. The man pushes her back onto the island. He manhandles her, swinging her legs up so she is facing him, gripping onto her thighs. He keeps fucking her.

She looks down to see his cock pounding her. Another moment of clarity and she realizes everyone else can see it too. Everyone can see him using my pussy. Taking his thick cock all the way inside of me. Obediently getting fucked like a good girl. She exercises her new freedom by rubbing furiously at her clit. This is what a slut does. She takes cock whenever and wherever. She rubs herself so everyone can see she enjoys being a whore. That’s what a slut does. That’s what I’m doing.

The older man smiles at the slutty little girl wrapped around his cock. He has such a nice smile. I’m so lucky to get used by him. He’s so fucking hot. She leans forward and wraps her arms around his shoulders. Hanging off him, he can fuck her even harder. She kisses him, and is relieved when he kisses her back. They play with each other’s tongues and enjoy the moment.

He’s building to climax. He pushes her back down onto the island so everyone can see. Gripping her neck, he squeezes so hard she almost passes out - but he releases for just a moment to keep her conscious. This is repeated. She has to stay awake, so she can see everyone watching her.

He starts to cum. “Breed… me…” She whispers. She can barely speak as he chokes her, but she forces the words through her lips. He has to know what she’s good for. Everybody has to know. He breaks his stoic character and moans as her pussy is stuffed with his cock and cum. The feeling is too much for her. She follows close behind him, cumming along with the stranger.

Afterwards, the three couples sit around the island and finish their drinks. Still naked, her dress is abandoned on the counter. It would just get in the way, and besides she has nothing to hide. As the quiet girl sits in his lap and listens to them talk, she’s struck by an unusual feeling of normalcy. She hasn’t done anything wrong, nobody is surprised or hurt or even thinks anything of it. Why would they? She’s a slut. What else would you expect?

She feels his cock twitch again, and she offers herself up: “Do you want to use me again? Or maybe I can suck your cock, sir?” The group laughs at her proud, open suggestions. Not quite the quiet, shy girl she was just an hour ago. The older man smiles and rubs her back.

“It’s getting late, sweetheart, and I shouldn’t overstay my welcome. But don’t worry, I’ll bring you home with me.”

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nominorsplease · 6 months ago

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you're still streaming!

about how streamer childe forgot to shut down his cam before enjoying his time with you... on a pretty naughty way

warnings: kinda smut (?), all the viewers of Childe's channel are +18, exhibitionism, dirty talk (?), praising, filming (?), idk i just got this idea while in heat i'm sorry, the streaming platform works how i want it to work don't blame my little pc knowledge pls, we imagine childe's community is super safe an everything gets deleted and no one saves clips most savage ones just jerk off, some uses of pretty princess.

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"And thanks to WhitedHaired for those subs!" Childe's hands are still quick on the controller as you keep observing him from behind. Your shared bed is a strategical point to be on, since his tall silhouette and the big chair he got last month cover you sitting on your bed side. You're reading a book, his grateful words and the way he talks with the chat constantly making you smile and give a look to your boyfriend.

Childe decided to try luck on that world after being a huge fan of the biggest streamer of all Liyue for months. He was even able to make a gameplay with Zhongli, even when his calm energy doesn't match your boyfriend's chaotic one. He got a lot of subs quickly, and he had a lot of good welcoming and love, so you're happy as well!

You've played some games with him without showing your face, because you don't really like all those comments of "look how he kisses her while playing, because she's so bad she need reassurance" and some others. Even when most of your boyfriend's supporters are nice people, there's a huge amount of them who want him all for themselves. And it shows today, when he asks you a question and you answer from behind him, making the wave of negative comments grow out of nowhere.

Usually, Childe has a couple moderators on his chat to avoid this type of things, but today he gave them a free day, saying that today's gameplay was age restricted because of the violent videogame content, and he really thought adult viewers would be pretty respectful, but he was wrong.

"You all better shut up or else you'll obligate me to ban each one of you individually."

The chat stayed quiet for a long while, and you knew Childe disabled the alarms to avoid you hearing all those shitty stuff while he bans some viewers, keeping the good chat and the jokes with the others. There's just ten minutes of stream left.

Faster than you thought, Childe is saying goodbye to them all. "Thanks for today's streaming, hope you guys had fun! I'll see you all tomorrow at 17:00 as usual!" Childe makes the next steps on an automatic way: closes the streaming window and, without even looking at the monitor twice, takes his headphones away and shuts off the monitor, already looking at you.

"I'm sorry for all that, baby. I tried my best to ban all of them." he walks lazily towards the bed. He doesn't know all his followers, the ones that stayed on the stream even knowing he shut down the laptop, are getting a free face reveal of the cute partner of their favorite streamer. Once he arrives, he kisses you in the most sweet way, both hands cupping your cheeks as his large body kneels on the bed, demanding more.

Some of the viewers try to warn him and most of them leave the stream, confused, but knowing he forgot to shut down everything and that they aren't invited to see that.

Even when Xiao, his friend, reminded him that every single modification you do during stream - as silence alerts, as he did.- needs a double confirmation. If you forgot to do that confirmation mid-show, the program will, of course, ask you to save the changes before closing it. The pop-up reminding Childe to save the configuration about the alarms is popping on his laptop. By shutting down just the monitor, he didn't shut the entire PC, so the webcam, with an imperceptible white light, keeps streaming the images behind his desk and directly to his bed. Even when the chair is sometimes covering both of you, the way he pushes your body against the bed is clearly seen by the couple viewers that are still inside. His mouth leaves a trail of kisses from your mouth to your jaw, down your neck and clavicle while he lifts your t-shirt enough to kiss your ribs.

"Didn't you had to watch Xiao's stream...?" you ask in low tone as your hands run through his hair, capturing orange locks as his head reaches your belly button.

"Mmh." it's the only thing that escapes his mouth before his long and delicate fingers reach your pants' waist, little by little taking them away while he licks his lips, impatient for the meal under them. Your legs shake by themselves and you can't help but put his head closer. You want him to undress you now.

"Wow, wow, so impatient." he teases, a little smile on his lips as his tongue plays with the fabric of your panties, soft black lace directly on his mouth. "I bet you can't even articulate a word now." His lips are now against the fabric, pressing a kiss as you cover your mouth with your hands. Even when you're used to this, it's true that Childe knocks you out every time he does it, every time he plays with your anticipation, tensing and loosening your pleasure as if it was a band. Making you reach the higher points still dressed to give you the hardest of endings against his bare tongue. "You thought I wouldn't notice, right?" he says, jokingly, as he takes air and passes his tongue again, hands sneaking up to take yours away from your mouth, as his fingers search yours, tangling them on your stomach, not letting you cover your moans again. "That I wouldn't notice how needy you were. You looked at that clock as if you were threatening him to pass hours faster." he murmurs as now his teeth give soft bites on your inner thighs, letting you rest from all the direct stimulation, making your skin shiver in pleasure. "You even went to the bathroom, I wonder why? It was too little time to masturbate, darling. I wondered what you were doing until I noticed something. You phone was with you." His lips are again against your panties, now soaked, as he goes with his little theatre play. "And, then, I remembered how much my pretty princess likes to take pics for me!" your cheeks are red. Totally red. He knows you too well. You did went to take some pics. You could tease him while streaming, just a little revenge on every single picture or video he sent you while you were working. But you decided to keep your composure and wait until he was done. "I would ask you to see them, but, we can save them for another necessity moment..." he takes your panties away with his teeth, sliding so sweetly down your legs. Once he has them out, hanging from his teeth, he gets closer to your mouth again, crawling on the bed, letting the panties fall to a side before putting his face close to yours. "... and you could show me live what you have under all those clothes, hm?"

Behind the screen, some of the spectators left - not a lot. - felt as if they were watching the best romantic film out there. Between all of them, Xiao's emoji popped. With a sigh and a cringing sound, he leaves as fast as he entered.

With Childe opening your legs and sliding his fingers down your stomach, free hand unbuckling his belt on the most hot way possible, his phone rings. He was about to ignore it, but you passed it to him.

"It's Xiao, maybe it's important." He growled as he sat in bed, doing you the same, covering your exposed body with the nearest blanket.

"What do you want?" he asked Xiao, a little anger on his voice. He was about to have probably the best sex session of the week with his gorgeous girlfriend.

"To tell you to please turn down your onlyfans stream."

The room gets silent. You're freezing and Childe doesn't know even how to act. Xiao hangs with a sigh.

Childe get's up running, making sure your body is still covered as he puts his belt back on, turning on the monitor. There, the goddam message to save the configurations makes the stream keep going, even when just some people is still in it. Childe sits in front of the computer again and takes his headphones. He takes air.

"I'm sorry for what just happened. It wasn't intentional and I'm really sorry this happened." his tone turns now a little more dark. "But, if I see a single clip, a single picture, a single meme about her... then be sure I won't be sorry for my actions."

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