poor-mans-fl3shlight

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god im so fucking desperate to be in a group setting, only to suddenly find myself the free-use toy of everyone there😭 coworkers or friends or maybe strangers?🥺someone should track me down and use my needy holes💖

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“Where’sass the party at?” The girl is slurring her words. A few hours ago she was drunk, now she’s something far past that. The group of men address her politely. “You’re looking for the warehouse over there.” Pointing directly behind her at the loud rave not twenty metres away.

She wobbles in place. “Cnan you help me find it?” The men laugh, and oblige her. One of them lifts her up onto his shoulder. Her short little black dress rides up, revealing more of her fishnet stockings. Pantyless, her bare pussy and pink buttplug are easily visible. “Wheeee!- :3” she giggles as the man carries her into the warehouse.

Heart-pounding music floods through her, and she’s dazed by the flashing lights. Through her blurred vision she can barely make out the mess of bodies writhing and groping each other. The helpful man sets her down and points her towards the crowd. “Looksh like fun!” She mumbles excitedly. He plants a firm smack on her ass, sending her stumbling into the chaos.

Falling into the arms of one of the dancers, she starts to push her body against him immediately. “You look like my daddy!” He laughs as they grind against each other. She rolls her hips, trying to rub herself against his leg, but something is in the way. The girl looks down to see the man’s hand planted firmly on her pussy, two fingers laced through the fishnet stockings and deep in her cunt.

“You act like my daddy, too!” She tries to kiss the stranger. His second hand grabs her by the neck and pushes her back. She moans and presses her clit into the palm of his hand. A third hand reaches into her dress, groping her breast. A fourth slides two fingers into her mouth. Her already drunk speech now incoherent. Someone spits into her mouth. A fifth hand adds more fingers to her sloppy cunt.

She closes her eyes and enjoys the attention. Dozing off in a drunken horny stupor, she comes back for a second. She looks around for the older man who caught her, but can’t see through the crowd. Looking back, a new man has gripped onto her hips, fucking her little pussy. “You’ren’t my daddy :(“ the girl whines.

Daddy or not, her hole is filled with his cum. He pulls put his cock and lifts up her petite body. The man offers her to another dancer, who forces his cock into her freshly used pussy. She wraps her arms and legs around him. “I loooove this song!” She bounces on his dick, nowhere close to the rhythm of the house music. The girl fades out again.

A few couches make a lounge area on the dancefloor. She wakes to a mouthful of cum, spread open over an armrest. The girl asks the man buried deep in her cunt: “Did I sucksh your cock?” Confused and disoriented, the cum drools out of her mouth onto her already-cum-stained black dress.

Another girl climbs onto the couch and sits on her face. She fingers herself and rubs her pussy against the tongue of the drunk slut. The creampies she’s collected pour into her mouth and all over her face. She hops off, leaving the cum slut to swallow the loads for her. Gulping, she looks to the man who is using her, but he’s finished and is walking away. Another one takes his place. Again, the girl blacks out.

Now she’s sucking cock, her cheek stretched by the head of his dick while he slaps her awake. Feeling a strong vibration deep inside of her, the girl finds herself being used by a gorgeous woman with a strap-on. She rambles once the cock is taken out of her mouth. “You’rsho beutiful.” A man positions himself behind the woman, roughly pressing into her ass. The woman fucks the young girl harder, moaning from the anal sex and vibrations from the strap-on “I thinksh I’m bisexual. Girls arr so pretty.” The cock that was in her mouth covers her face in cum.

She’s in the midst of an orgasm. My first from a woman! She gasps, enjoying the new feeling. Opening her eyes, she finds a man fucking her to completion. “Awwhh… Have you seen my friend?” He ignores her, pulling her hips in close to fuck her as deeply as he can.

Stockings ripped to shreds, someone is fucking her anally. The girl is too tired to look at him, instead grasping onto his strong arms wrapped around her tummy. “Whersh my buttplug? It’s my favrite!” Somebody comes to stuff his cock into the cum dump. “Can you help me find my plug?” He finishes and leaves, the next man takes his spot. “Whersh my plug? It’s pink!” The man in her ass starts pumping faster.

She’s lying on the floor, a few dancers slowly wiggling around her. The girl can barely move. A woman plays with her pussy, fingers easily slipping in from all the cum. Even in her limp state, the young girl ekes out another orgasm. “Yur my bestfriend.” She doesn’t know if the woman heard her.

The little girl is lying on her bathroom floor, obliterated and oblivious to how she got home. Someone is on top of her, though the girl is so fucked up she isn’t even sure what hole he’s using. Daylight is coming in through the windows. “Are you my daddy?” He doesn’t respond. She’s not sure she said it out loud. He leaves, and the apartment is empty.

The young girl curls up next to the toilet, and falls asleep.

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I need to be groped by men so badly

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free use is hot, using them throughout the day slowly grabbing them from time to time and shoving my cock in any hole i want, "doesn't matter if you're on a call or if you're cooking or reading a book, just take it everytime baby that's what sextoys are for anyway." gradually filling them up over and over again and watching them turn into a sticky pathetic mess. just to touch themselves to me sleeping because i've corrupted them so much into the perfect sexdoll.

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thinking about being a server at a restaurant where all the servers are naked for service. i figure if the customers have to keep their clothes on, what’s the worst that could happen? it’s probably a “you can look but not touch” situation and that’s perfectly fine with me. so when my tits are groped and my ass is slapped on my way by tables in the first few hours of dinner service, it catches me a little off guard, but not in a completely bad way. as the night goes on, though, customers get bolder, sticking their fingers in my cunt, making me stutter while i’m reading specials or dropping off drinks, laughing as with each pass across the floor i get wetter and wetter.

finally, a customer finished with their meal decides they need some dessert, and imagine my surprise when their party holds me to the table, spreading my legs so they can take turns eating me out for dessert. they give me strict instructions not to cum, but finally i can’t resist, and the Man who’s paying at the table pulls me over his lap to punish me.

i wake up in bed the next morning, disgusted by what happened, and against my better judgement decide to go back in for a second shift, promising myself to set better boundaries this time. as soon as i take a sip of the water from the server station, though, wetness starts dripping down my legs, and the events of yesterday stop feeling so embarrassing, and start feeling more arousing.

i’m ready to serve.

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health ed class where im the shy girl at the back who blushes, embarrassed when the teacher announces we're doing sex ed in class today.

the first thing he asks for is a volunteer

i normally get picked on for these sorts of things - y'know - given im the one at the back of the class that always tucks her head into her book whenever she's noticed... i do my usual interested-in-book act and hope to go unnoticed.

it fails once again.

against my volunteering-want, i pick myself up - cheeks darkening as I feel the class' attention turn to me as my chair scrapes the floor, my heels dragging as i stand at the front and look across the classroom - seeing how many judgemental pairs of eyes stare at me - today's subject.

"Now that we have someone who has kindly volunteered - will you hop up onto the desk-"

I leaned back and let myself pull my bodyweight up so that I sat with my legs extending from the teacher's desk on the front

"-And pull your skirt up."

the words took a second to resonate before my eyebrows flew up in shock. "S-sorry?"

"Show the class your pussy," he said as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. "we're in a health class and you volunteering yourself - your body - so go on, show the class your pussy."

My throat dries and closes, face draining of colour and yet heating up simultaneously, legs crossing over each other defensively whilst my body seemingly freezes at the overwhelmingness of it all.

I can't talk - my throat hoarse from the shock of it all - and instead the best i can do is shake my head erratically, not willing to oblige. was he joking? was this some example of how if you don't wanna show your body to everyone you shouldn't send pictures?

what sick thing what going on?!

it wasn't a joke though - and seemingly bad was turning to worse at the teacher frowned. "well, you've already volunteered yourself, and if you don't comply with what i tell you to do then there will be consequences, miss."

my body remained frozen in place from the shock of it all. and looking across the classroom, all the other students seemed perfectly okay with what was going on - as if there were some universe where this was normal! And if not neutral to it - some of the body even seemed to have their interests piqued by the idea, leant forwards in their desks as though trying to get closer to the action.

the teacher noticed my lack of movement and took matters into his own hands.

"Jones! Up!"

I looked across the room as my bully - the one that antagonized me for all things stupid and trivial - stood up and came to the front of the class.

"I'm going to lift her skirt up and hold her body to keep her still - i want you to hold her thighs open and pull her panties off."

this time the words clicked faster, and I pushed myself off of my arms to get off of the table and not let myself get undressed in front of the whole class - yet my teacher was faster. his arm wrapped around my body and pulled my back into his chest, his other forearm grasping at the hem of my skirt before yanking it upwards and revealing the upper skin of my thighs and the baby pink panties i'd chosen this morning - things that I hadn't expected nor wanted the class to see

"get-off- mE!" i wriggled under the teacher's hold and yet couldn't escape his grasp - and looking across the class with teary eyes, noone cared to make eye contact with me or help - instead they all made eye contact with the baby pink between my legs, uncaring for the yelps that left my mouth

the only one that looked me in the eyes was Jones. My bully, who hadn't shown kindness since I'd first joined. please, Jones... I'd whispered with a wavering tone to him - holding eye contact as he leaned down, his hands falling on either of my thighs... before he gripped them - hard - and prised them open to give everyone a better view of the pair of panties. and with both his hands occupied, his head fell between my legs as a scream left my mouth, his teeth clenching around the material to pull it away from my pussy and expose the raw flesh that evoked some scattered gasps and wows across the classroom.

"Terry, take my place holding her - everyone gather round-"

My body was grasped by a different set of arms, blubbers falling from my lips as the teacher came to my side and the class left their seats to come closer to my bare pussy - eyes fixated on the exposed mound

"This is what a real pussy looks like - this up here-"

he touched my clit and made my whole body jerk, a cry mixing ang mingling with a moan and making something of a wailing noise that seemed to make someone's trousers tighter

"that is the clitoris. the place that had the most nerves and it a pleasure point on the female anatomy. This set of lips is the labia majora - the other lips - and these inner ones are the labia minora"

i felt utterly degraded feeling him pinch either set of lips, shaking them with his words to emphasise what he said using my body - a trail of dampness following his fingers as he pulled away from my pussy

"and most importantly - this here is the vagina - the hole from which women have periods and babies from - but most importantly - the place which you put cocks, fingers and toys into to pleasure a woman."

"everyone, you may now touch and feel the demonstration."

my whole body jerked as various prods and motions were conceded on my pussy - Jones' hold firm around my thighs and stopping my from squirming or wriggling myself away from all the touch that made tears leak from my eyes

"can i finger her, sir?"

"absolutely, how else would you learn?"

a scream leaves my mouth as a pair of foreign fingers breaches my pussy, twisting and almost patting my inner walls curiously, before pulling away with a trail connecting his fingers to my pussy - fluid dripping between his fingers as the separated the two that had been inside my pussy

"okay, so, our first assignment will be to see how a pussy reacts when stimulated with pleasure"

everyone is given a chance to make me cum.

initially i scream and writhe on the desk whilst I'm instead pinned down, and have my pussy violated with fingers what scissor my walls and prod a sensitive spot until my juices spread over my shaky legs. then it's a tongue that breaches my hole with flicks and thrusts. they gain confidence though - and it's not long before a cock is inserted into my pussy and leaves stains of white over my pussy when he finishes.

my throat becomes so raw i cant speak - my mind a broken scramble and my pussy is so spent and broken that it doesn't even contract in horror anymore. it's completely passive as the orifice is breached over and over until...

"okay, that's good - now, as we still have a bit more time before class finishes... let's have some fun - everyone - find something in your bag or in the classroom to shove in her pussy to see how she reacts."

my mind is still scrambled - yet someone props a book beneath my head so that i can at least see all of the objects that are pushed into my hole - the pupils' cum acting as lubrication that allows the random objects to enter my pussy

a whiteboard pen, markers and other various stationary items enter first - testing the waters before someone tries to push a water bottle up there - then a chair leg that two people need to hold to effectively spear me with the metal rod

"good job today," the teacher bends to say into my ear as the students thank him and leave the classroom whilst im still starfished, energy dead on the desk. "clean yourself up and go the principal's office once you've done that. apparently he could hear all the racket in here and wanted a private meeting with you"

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new law to be passed: the freeuse act.

any girls in public are subject to being grabbed, groped and used wherever and whenever!

now that girl that wears cute low cut tops n short skirts that have you wondering what she looks like beneath is subject to your mercy - feel free to rip her top off and pull her skirt to the floor without facing any charges - fuck her in public guilt-free, because whether she begs, cries or pleads leave her alone, now it's your right to ignore her wishes!

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POV it's your turn to host game night with all your boys so they come around to our place and you get the TV on whilst i get beers for all your friends before everyone gets between tipsy-drunk on their beverage

we start with drunk jenga where i lose and the best punishment that all your male friends can come up with in their drunken fervour is to each spank my ass once

my thighs are clenched tight around pussy which begins pulsing with ancticipation as I'm bent over onto your lap with my ass in the air, recieving a slap from each of your mates that gets more confident by member - the last on going as far as to lift my skirt and expose the thin lacy thong that doesn't cover much, as his hand leaves a red print over my delicate skin

then the next game is snakes and ladders - but instead of choosing to fall down the snake - it's decided that the men can get their cocks out, and I can take off an item of clothing for each time i land on a snake.

it feels almost suspicious how every dice roll seems to lead me to a snake - and how by the end of a short, fifteen minute game, the men end it early, just when i take off my skirt and wear nothing but my lacy bra and sheer panties...

and they move onto twister.

but in this version of twister, they decide that I am the subject - the only one to play... And someone spins for me for each turn, and then have a minute to fuck me in x position to try and make me cum.

I wanted to protest and look to you to tell them no, but the rowdy, drunken men put the mat out and had made the decision before i could protest - spinning the hand so that it was "left hand on red"

I got onto my knees to put my hand there - not wanting to bend over and leave my posterior vulnerable to the men that had no regard for how i felt about the crude game, yet as my knees hit the floor and hand attached onto the mat, I heard metal clinking for just a moment before there was a cock pressed into my behind, penetrating my hole and making a gasp exit my throat as someone pushed their cock into my pussy, slipping in all too easily and snapping their hips against mine rabidly

"so fucken wet, such a good pussy - you hearin' that?"

my cheeks were red with shame that despite my lack of want to be in this situation, my pussy was dripping with slick, wet with subconsious want to be fucked by all these men, in front of all these men.

"that's time. next spin... left foot on blue."

They each fucked me. one by one as i moved my body into different positions and had they come between my legs whilst i cried at the force they hammered themselves into me, simply using me as a vessel to chase their own pleasure.

i didn't cum, but they did - many of them did - shooting them cum into me and laughing as it dribbled back out of my pussy.

they guffawed and took great pleasure when i had to split my legs open from one side of the mat to the other and a fat glob of hot white cum spilled from my pussy and onto the mat, my cheeks burning red as i felt my pussy throbbing at how much i enjoyed the humiliation.

round after round - some chose to use fingers instead, not wanting to get their cocks leaked on my other men's seed - some used a vibrator instead, pressing the vibrating head against my clit and watching as my body shook with overstimulated pleasure, my pussy clenching and opening sporadically and making more cum gush from the creamy white hole, showing what a mess you'd made of my body

at the end of the night when the men zip their pants up and leave, you turn to me and ask whether we could host games night again sometime

despite how broken my body is and how tears stain my cheeks from how much i cried...

i cant help but nod that yes i want that to happen again.

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slut school!

teach us how to suck dick using dildos and condition us to have our pussies wet and slick when he give head and pleasure a man. have us crave the feeling of a real cock in our throat by teaching us that in pleasuring a man, that is where we will receive true gratification.

make us practice holding onto our orgasm and testing us on how long we can hold out before cumming and out bodies shuddering to a stop

punish us when we don't meet your expectations by abusing my sensitive clit with a vibrator strapped to it whilst you hammer my pussy for hours and grunt between thrusts about how i need to take my homework seriously, and how no man will ever give me their cock if i dont satisfy them before cumming myself

give us penpals, in the third year - where we are assigned a man that we need to please for a week - and at the end of the week, we're all put in a whorehouse specifically for our penpals, with our legs chained in position so that our holes are presented to them, and they can take it in turns to use all the different holes on display

make it expected for a girl to walk into class with cum dripping down her leg

make it our purpose to set our fake plastic cock on our seat before we sit down for class

make it our ambition to be called to the front of the class and forcefucked in front of all the other girls

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Uni professor that makes me come earlier n sit on a specific chair every lecture? Every lecture there's a new toy on it which i need to stuff into my pussy and endure over the course of the lecture?

front row seat, legs crossed over one another as everyone walks in and says hi and gets to their chosen seat. And once they're all sat down, im expected to open my legs up so that the prof can see my stuffed pussy beneath the desk whilst he lectures - teeth flashing with the sadistic smirk he wears each time that he looks over and sees me with eyes squeezed shut, doing my best not to make any noise

Sometimes when he feels particularly cruel, he'll call me out by name and say pay attention. In extreme cases of cruelty, he'll ask me to answer his questions and listen to me stutter to jog my brain and look past the pleasure to answer his questions.

The toys vary each week - one time it was a thick dildo, another time a bullet vibe to shove up my cunt. One time it was a butt plug of which the professor could control the vibrations of from his phone.

Of course, I then also need to wait until the end of the lesson before i can leave. Otherwise, everyone would see me get up with strings of my own cum extending from the chair to my sopping pussy as I get up.

No, instead I wait for everyone else to leave.

Then the professor can tell me to turn around and touch my toes so that my skirt flips and he can observe my pussy, stuffed with whatever odd object he'd decided to use on me that week.

Then what? Well, maybe I'll get fucked in the lecture room - at the very front - so that it feels like everyone's watching me. Or, maybe he'll tell me to suck his cock because he's tired to lecturing with a boner from watching me on the front row. Alternately, he might even tell me to go sit on his desk at the front and myself off for him using the toy, before making me lick all the slick that drips from my pussy off of the desk with my tongue

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When you rape me, make sure I’m aware of it. Give me a drug that paralyses me, not one that makes me pass out. Make me completely unable to resist while you violate my body. Make me feel it when you put your tip against my pussylips, when you push it in, so I feel the warm probing and then how it forces its way past my opening and inside. Make me feel it stretch me out as I’m moulded to your shape. Make me feel every thrust as you shove in balls deep and your cockhead prods my cervix, make me feel it deep in my belly, make the feeling of being speared on your dick so visceral and all-consuming that it’s all I can focus on. And make it so when you cum inside me I can feel your dick pulse as your seed flows through your shaft and into my womb. Let me lay there, still paralysed, with your semen inside me, so all I can think of is how I’m going to get pregnant, picturing how each sperm is swimming into my uterus and fertilising me.

Let me understand how utterly you’ve claimed me. Let me remember what your dick felt like. Let me feel you when you rape and inseminate me.

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I wish I lived in a world where public free use was just normal and there were no problems with it.

I LOVE the idea that you could wear like a specific collar or bracelet or anklet or something that would signify that you're ready and willing to be dragged into an alley way and used like a human fleshlight, sybian, or just a cum rag. Walking around town my clothes torn and covered in bodily fluids with smudged body writing peaking out of the holes in what's left of my clothes. Degrading remarks, humiliating statements of what people have made me cum doing, a few sharpies along a necklace that is locked around my neck. I want to be able to walk about a city with no regard to my own safety hoping all kinds of disgusting perverts grab me by the neck and fuck me until I am a shaking mess that you could tell with just a passing glance has seen more use that day than most people have in several years.

I want to be a public free use toy so so so bad. I don't want to be capable of counting the amount of people I've gotten off in a given day wearing whatever collar would dignify that I'm just a fuck puppet for all amd whatever is left of my clothes after they've been ripped off, torn, cut, and stolen.

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having a group of guy friends who double as fuck buddies 🤭

we all casually hang out until one of them gets horny and pulls down my pants in front of the rest of them and starts fucking me like it’s the most normal thing in the world… because it is for us

playing mario kart all together and the winner of each race gets to fuck my face however they want, until it’s my turn and i demolish them all in mario kart so they have to take turns eating my boycunt😵‍💫

maybe on halloween they decide to play a cute prank on me, which leads to 5 tall, strong, athletic boys in ghostface masks pounding into me as i scream and try to run away, one of them holding a knife to my throat to get me to obey 🫠

being their little puppy!!!! curled up on a dog bed as they all play with my hair and chuckle at how cute i am!!! all of them deciding that they’ll protect me no matter what the cost, because the only people who get to use and abuse me are them !!!

just thoughts on some fun friends who use me for my full potential

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passenger prince but it's just me getting fucked in the backseat by you and all of our friends on road trips to take your minds off of how long the drive is taking

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Being trained to such cock against your will but not forcefully.

Imagine being locked in a room. It’s comfortable, couch, chairs, carpet, even a plush bed. There’s everything you would want to keep yourself entertained with and despite there being no windows the light fluctuates in rhythm to fit the time of day. The only ominous feature (besides being locked there) is the big heavy metal door with a small panel for food deliveries and a circular panel which has yet to be opened.

Oh, and the dildo attached to one of the walls.

The dildo is, you have surmised, one of those hollowed out ones that can eject fluids. Disgusting, you muttered to yourself the first time you saw it. There’s even some clear liquid dripping from it. Thankfully the carpet absorb the droplets and it makes no sound.

However, after the first day or so you can’t help but eye it. You have gotten food, good food even, but no water. Your mouth is parched and after much debate you spent a few painstakingly slow hours collecting droplets from the dildo in a cup. For the first time in 24 hours you have a glass of water. And once the cup is empty you must have more. Shy and stubborn you lick at the dildo, might as well cut out the middle man, and after a couple of licks a click sounds and water starts flowing out. Surprised you barely think before latching on, your lips around the tip as you greedily drink down the water.

It continues like that for about a week. A little song-and-dance of licking at the dildo until it starts ejaculating precious water. And you get used to it.

Then, one day, it doesn’t work. You lick and lick and lick, but nothing happens. Perhaps it’s run out? Whoever put you in here is done playing? Or maybe you are not trying hard enough?

The last thought hits a couple of hours after the thirst and seems too logical to not try. So you take the tip in your mouth, just the first few centimetres and you almost cry with joy when the water starts flowing.

Sucking the tip works for about a week before the dildo is dry again. But this time you know what to do.

So you take a little more.

And when that stops working… You take a little more.

Two months is all it took but now you’re deep throating the dildo, slobbering and licking and sucking to keep the water flowing.

And you are so used to the motions that when the round panel in the door slides down and a cock appears you happily attend to that too.

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Poor little boy got held down and impregnated by a man last night. In the middle of the street, cock pressed right up to his cervix, pouring his hot load directly into the boy’s womb. The man held him there as he cried and begged for him to pull out, but the man was determined to make sure none of his seed could escape such a pretty boy’s womb. He ached to claim the boy’s eggs with his sperm

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pocket pussy portals so you can go through your day doing whatever strikes your fancy but at any time, at multiple times, during the day you feel yourself getting slowly stretched open and fucked by who knows who or what. the people on the other side of the portal encircling your cunt keeping a plug in you so you walk through getting increasingly stuffed with more and more hot cum, only allowed to release it when everyones done so you can watch it pour out of you all over your legs.