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dadgonedeku · 4 years ago

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𝙰𝚃𝙻𝙰 𝙲𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜/𝚘!

☯︎︎ - 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜: 𝙰𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚂𝚘𝚔𝚔𝚊, ��𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊, 𝚃𝚘𝚙𝚑, 𝚉𝚞𝚔𝚘, & 𝚂𝚞𝚔𝚒

☯︎︎ - 𝚂𝙵𝚆 & 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙽𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚕!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

☯︎︎ - 𝙷𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐!!

-𝔸𝕒𝕟𝕘-

💨~ OOOOOO he loves to cuddle with you!!! 🥺

💨~ It makes him feel so soft and safe and loved!!

💨~ He likes spooning and hugging you to his chest! It’s the best feeling in the world to him whenever he gets to hold you and let go of all the stress and pain for a while.

💨~ Bonus points if you fall asleep on him and he gets an excuse to cuddle you longer! He totally cries the first time you fall asleep too, his heart just melts.

💨~ He’ll play with your hands and your hair if you’d let him, he’d also run small circles into your back and kissy your forehead. 🥺

💨~ Cuddling with him is the BEST! He never ceases to make you feel safe and loved every time!

-𝕊𝕠𝕜𝕜��-

🗡~ Sokka is one for privacy, intimacy, and relaxation, so cuddling is a go to for the two of you whenever there’s time for it.

🗡~ He’d be naturally very affectionate with you so cuddling would probably be a nightly occurrence with him.

🗡~ He likes it when he has you on his chest or curled up against his side with his arm around your tummy or shoulders. He wants to be the big spoon, it boosts his ego and makes him feel like he’s keeping you safe. 🥺

🗡~ He matches his breathing with yours and his sleepy voice is just heaven to listen to.

🗡~ He plays with your fingers and sometimes even rubs your shoulders and kisses your hands.

🗡~ Yesssss fall asleep with him he’s sure to cry!!

-𝕋𝕠𝕡𝕙-

🌏~ Toph is not the best at physical affection, but she tries her best for you.

🌏~ She felt kind of awkward the first couple cuddle sessions, but eventually she gets used to it even grows to love it.

🌏~ She craves the feelings of being able to lay back and sit back with you, to be alone and forget all of the worry and cares of the world.

🌏~ She’ll press herself against you or spoon with you, she’s not really one to experiment with positions that much.

🌏~ The two of you always wake up the next morning in each other’s arms. Whenever you cuddle it’s a recipe for sleep and comfort.

🌏~ She loves being with you, and cuddling in private with her results in the best conversations about life & the universe.

-𝕂𝕒𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕒-

🌊~ She loves to cuddle! Especially with you!

🌊~ She’s very affectionate with you, and if your comfy with it she likes to be little spoon and also hold you to her chest.

🌊~ On several occasions she has unintentionally put you to sleep with her godly massages.

🌊~ You make her feel safe and at home, so whenever you two get to cuddle on the road her night automatically gets 110% better.

🌊~ She’s so excited to get to spend some fluffy private happy time with you!! It’s adorable how gushy she gets over you.

🌊~ Somehow ends up on top of you...I can’t rlly explain why.

-ℤ𝕦𝕜𝕠-

🔥~ It takes some persuasion to actually get him to sit down and cuddle sometimes.

🔥~ Ahhh he’s so awkward it’s kinda amusing to watch him fidget or adjust positions sometimes.

🔥~ Asks if you’re comfortable almost too often..like every 15 minutes at least. Pls help him-

🔥~ He loves it though, being able to match his breathing with yours and relax is very therapeutic to him and hopefully you too.

🔥~ Loves to have you safe at his side or on his chest, he wants to feel like he’s protecting you. He also gives you a lot of kissies!! 🥺

🔥~ Whenever he comes to you to ask if you want to cuddle you can’t help but say yes because of how adorable he is abt it-

-𝕊𝕦𝕜𝕚-

🏹~ SUCH A GOOD CUDDLER!!!

🏹~ Will try literally any cuddle position. You wanna be little spoon? Of course she’ll do it for you!! Big spoon? Sure she’ll switch! Wanna be on top of her or hugging her? She’ll do that too!

🏹~ She loves you to the end of TIME so cuddling with you is her heaven.

🏹~ She feels so secure and loves the feeling of vulnerability whenever she gets to be intimate with you like this.

🏹~ Totally kisses you and plays with your hair or your hands.

🏹~ She always falls asleep, every time.

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vveissesfleisch · 7 years ago

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BRUH. THAT NEGAN AND MAGGIE FIC HAS ME SO FUCKED UP. I actually didn’t think I was going to like it going in but b.r.u.h. “There was something incredibly sweet about that fuck” HELL YEAH. You go vengeful Mags!! I feel like the show always portrays her as wanting to get revenge on Negan, or any of the saviors really but there’s never a lot of follow through. This is what the people need.

Oh yesssss, I am SO GLAD that you enjoyed!! That fic is one of my personal favorites, I *so* wish the show writers would harness the full measure of Maggie’s badassery, that Old Testament vengeance, so I decided to harness it myself! I absolutely loved writing that fic and it always makes me feel like a godking when people love it. Thank you for the lovely words and the accompanying ego boost, you’re a fucking star.

#fuck yes #thanks for the love #negan x maggie #my fanfic #anon asks #ask lex

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welovekpopscenarios · 7 years ago

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Desire (Minhyuk x Reader)

Admin: Candi Request: “A smutty scenario with MONSTA X's Minhyuk please (; - anon” Fandom: Monsta X Member/reader: Minhyuk x Reader Genre/warning(s): smut, alcohol, masturbation Words: 3.1k Authors note: Y E S QUEEN, Minhyuk smut was a dream request for me. I know he’s all happy and all about that sunshine life but I honestly feel like he’d be so kinky in bed. Members said he’s the most perverted out of all of them so yesssss. Minhyuk snatched me so hard. Mimi and I have a problem where we can’t pick a bias from Monsta X so we just say all of them are our biases lmao.

It’s been exactly one month since your heart has been ripped out of your chest. One month filled with tears, pain, sleepless nights and trying to get over what happened. You found out your ex has been cheating on you and you’d never suspect him of it, he was always so caring and sweet. It was so hard to believe he’d hurt you so bad, you had plans for the future with him but those plans crumbled away as you walked in on him cheating on you, in your own bed.

You weren’t over it but you felt tired of constantly sulking and feeling sorry for yourself. Your days were spent in your room, locked away from the real world, your curtains were always shut and you didn’t let anyone visit, even though your best friend always came over to make sure you were eating. As much as you didn’t want to feel like that anymore, it was impossible not to.

One afternoon you woke up at 1pm, your joints in pain from not moving enough, your stomach swelling up from the lack of food. You were at your lowest and you didn’t feel like you’d ever get better but, your best friend was the light of your life, she had enough of coming over every day making sure you’re still alive. She came over and told you exactly how she was feeling, it opened your eyes and you asked her for help. Her eyes filled with hope, she knew she could help you and was willing to do anything for you to start feeling better.

“In order to get over someone you need to get under someone.” She says with an innocent smile on her face.

“Baby steps please, baby steps.” You plead.

“Alright, but we’re going out tonight, it’s time you get some alcohol in you and move your body a bit, if you’re still capable. You spent so much time in this bed I’m pretty sure your joints are locked for good.” She laughed

You got out of the bed and crawled into the kitchen to make yourself coffee. You wrapped your sweater paws around the cup and sipped the gods gift, the taste hitting all of your taste buds, you sigh out in relief. Your friend noticed you’re definitely looking for a change so she decided to leave you to yourself. She told you to be ready for 7pm. You spent the rest of the day hoovering and dusting your house because it was greatly neglected for the past month. You opened all of the curtains and let the sunshine hit your apartment as well as your body. You felt a little bit better, cleaning your apartment and letting in light back into your life made you more optimistic. It was a while since you groomed yourself so it was best to take a nice long shower in order to prepare for the night out.

The shower was so refreshing, it felt like you were washing away some of the evidence that your ex’s fingers ever lingered on your body. The thought of him touching you while he was with someone else made you sick and the shower helped to erase that feeling even though it was present for the past month. When you got out of the shower you took a deep breath and smiled, it was a genuine smile. You felt free of his presence, after spending so many nights thinking about him, you were glad you’d spend the night thinking of no one else but yourself.

It was a while since you did your makeup and dressed nice so you gave yourself more time to get ready, you needed to get back into a swing of things so it was smart of you to give yourself more time. You sat at your bed and took out the bag full of makeup, all the objects seemed so foreign, you didn’t know where to start. You put on some music to get in the mood and gave it a shot.

7pm arrived rather quickly but you were ready on time. Your best friend walked up to your apartment to make sure you weren’t going to flake out on her. She stepped into the living room and her jaw dropped at the sight of you, it was like she was staring at a completely different person. Your makeup made your eyes look smoldering, the maroons and browns complimented your eyes so much. The outfit made quite the impression as well, a tight black short skirt, loose white top with rips in it that was quite sheer and you could clearly see the laced black bra underneath, a cropped leather jacket and comfy white converse, you were never a fan of heels.

“Are you ready to go?” You say confidently as you look at your friend’s reaction that’s clearly boosting your ego. You didn’t only look like a new person, you also felt like a new person. Both of you got into the cab that was waiting downstairs and decided it was best to go to the loudest and most popular club in town. Once you arrived at your destination you felt defeated when you saw the line, there was no way you were going to get in.

“Screw this. I have a plan.” You wanted to get in this club and you were going to get what you want. You get out of the cab, hold your chin high and your friend follows your lead. All the eyes were on you, you felt like everyone wanted to know who you were even though you were just an average person trying to have fun after having your heart broken.

“They think we’re important.” Your friend whispers as you make it to the VIP line. The security doesn’t even question you, they open the red velvet rope for the both of you and you tried to remain as calm as possible until you were inside. Before you made in through the door your eyes met a guy that was standing in line to get into the club, his eyes locked on you, he was tall and lean, blonde hair and the prettiest facial structure you’ve ever seen.

“I can’t believe this worked?!” Your friend screams from excitement. You sigh out from relief, that was one of the most nerve wracking experiences, the embarrassment would have been immense if it didn’t work. You headed straight to the bar to start off your night right. You and your friend decided it was a good idea to do shots of tequila and after the 4th shot you didn’t think that idea was so good after all. You took a break from the bar and dragged your friend to the dancefloor. The DJ was prodigious, he had the whole crowd jumping and singing along. As you were dancing and laughing with your friend you felt like someone was looking at you but being in a club with a few hundred people that was expected, you felt a little bit out of place since your bed was your only company for the last month.

It was time to drink a bit more, still going hard and doing shots, it was the best way to get drunk fast and you wanted to let loose, you wanted your mind to run blank. You felt a hand come in contact with your waist, you jumped and you turned around and your eyes met the perfectly sculpted guy that was outside. Your face was a centimeter away from his and he rested his hands on the bar table behind you, leaning in closer to you and making you lean back in result.

“You might want to take it slow sweetheart.” He says. Your eyebrows furrow at his remark.

“You might want to mind your business.” As beautiful as he was you weren’t going to let him talk to you that way.

“Have it your way then, maybe I’ll buy you a drink?” He suggests. You warm up to him because who doesn’t like getting free drink?

“Fine, don’t buy me a cocktail, I prefer to just drink pure alcohol.”

“I noticed.”

The tension between the two of you was obvious, you were both sarcastic towards each other but still interested in one another. You both took the shots that the guy purchased and continued to bicker. “I’m Minhyuk by the way, I don’t think we mentioned our names.”

“I’m Y/N. I was a bit too busy having my drink to mention my name.” You had such a big mouth on you tonight, it was definitely the mix of alcohol and the fact that you were in no mood for anyone’s shit tonight, you weren’t looking for anything. Minhyuk smirked and quickly downed another shot. You knew he was definitely interested and it made you feel authoritative. You grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the dancefloor. You quickly wrapped your arms around his neck and started swaying your hips to the beat of the music. He placed his hands on your hips to feel them move in time with the music. You moved your body closer to his leaving barely any space between you.

Everything felt as if it was a movie, your sole attention was on Minhyuk and your body was in sync with his, both of you grinding against each other. You knew where this was heading but you gave in to your desires, if you were going to have fun tonight you knew that you’d have to take Minhyuk home to fulfil that appetite. You slowly lift your eyes that were peeking through your hair and bite your lip, his hands move from your hips to your ass and he squeezes. He pulls you in and you feel his member press against you. It was the perfect time to make a move so you grab his jaw and pull him towards your lips, once they clashed you felt alleviation.

You both push and pull at each other, his hands travelling all over your body. Everything felt so sensual, you were making out in the middle of people but no one cared because that’s what you do in clubs these days, you look to fill that empty void in your heart.

“Let’s go back to mine.” You suggest.

“I thought you’d never ask.” He bites your lip.

You make your way through the raving crowd, the bodies of many strangers brushing against you but all you could focus on was Minhyuk, all you could think of was Minhyuk and all that was on your mind was what was going to happen in your house. He’s holding tightly onto your hand, gets into the first cab he sees and pulls you in. You tell the driver where to go and the next few minutes were the most frustrating minutes of your life. Minhyuk’s hand was travelling up your thigh, his breath heavy and you could spot the growing erection in his pants. You were both so hungry, you couldn’t wait to satisfy your needs. His hand was right between your legs, his fingers brushing up against your panties making you wet. You try your best to stay quiet.

“Is she alright?” The driver asks Minhyuk.

“She had one too many drinks.” He answers for you as you can’t find the right words at that moment. All that was going through your mind was the thought of Minhyuk filling you up.

You get to your place and you walk towards the elevator as calmly as you can. Once the door of the elevator closes Minhyuk pins you against the wall, placing his leg betweens yours, opening you up for him. His arm was pressing into your throat and the other hand was between your legs, making its way under your skirt, moving the material of your panties to the side to reveal your slit, his finger pressed into your clit making you moan out loud. He quickly let go of you once the door opened. You hurried to your door and tried to get the key to go in but your hands were so shaky. He grabbed your hips and turned you around, his hand at the back of your neck grabbing your hair, his soft lips on yours. You finally get the door to open and you throw your jacket and your shoes off, he follows your lead and does the same.

You jump onto him wrapping your legs around his waist. He’s resting you against the wall while staring at you, you stare back as you feel your breasts and bite your lip, you throw your eyes in the direction of the bedroom and he takes you there. You get off him and tell him to get on the bed, he does as you say.

“I want to watch you masturbate.” You say and his eyes widen. He slides down his pants and his boxers, his erection was impressive. He grabs his manhood and starts to stroke it as you watch. The sight of him touching himself while you watch was so erotic you could get off on just watching him do that. Your core was tight, you closed your legs as tightly as possible to create friction to ease some of your frustration. He continued to masturbate and kept eye contact while quiet moans escaped his mouth. You started to slowly take off your clothes while he watched.

You made your way to the bed and you sat at the bottom of the bed slowly crawling towards Minhyuk.

“Don’t stop, I still want you to pleasure yourself.” You order Minhyuk. You sit on his thighs, your hand making its way to your slit. You started rubbing yourself, your clit was already so swollen and your juices were soaking both you and Minhyuk. You leaned down and licked the top of his dick while he was holding it steady, you teased for a bit by licking all the way up his shaft and the tip. Minhyuk got impatient and forced your head down onto his dick making you take him all in.

You swatted his hand away and started using your own to pump him. You licked the top where the precum gathered, you licked it up and down while watching his reactions.

“If you don’t stop I’m going to cum Y/N.” You didn’t want him to cum yet so you stopped at once. You let him have a break so you went to kiss him, your tongue making its way into his mouth, exploring every inch of his mouth, his tongue wrapping around yours. Once you pull away he quickly bites your lip and you sit on his lap, his member perfectly placed in between your slit. You start to rock your hips, rubbing yourself against his dick, he moans your name at your actions.

Finally, you grab his dick and slowly place yourself on top of it, you position it at your entrance and start slowly sitting down making him stretch you open. You go slow to adjust to his size, you’re both moaning while you’re taking him all in. He’s finally all the way up you and you start to sway your hips, slowly at first but you pick up the pace quite quickly. He sits up and his mouth meets your nipple while his other hand is squeezing the other. He was biting and licking it making you so much more sensitive to his touch.

“You’re so good baby girl.” He encourages you and you whine to his words. His hands migrate to your back, fingers caressing your spine. You throw your head back from the pleasure, moaning his name. He takes you in and throws you on the bed so he can be in charge now. He puts two fingers in your mouth and makes you suck on them while he picks up his pace and starts ramming his cock in you harder and harder. His hands travelling all over your body, touching your neck, your breasts, your stomach and your hips.

“You look so good.” Minhyuk gives you praise and he gets tougher. He starts biting you more, he licks up your neck to your jaw, planting a kiss on your opened mouth.

“Minhyuk you feel so good inside me.” You moan while his hand made its way to your throat lightly pressing down.

“My name sounds so nice coming out of your mouth.” His touch feels rougher, his pounding gets tougher. You feel yourself unravel on him, your wetness soaking him, you’re practically dripping for him. You walls start to clench and you grab the sheets as you cum. Your moans and whines send Minhyuk over the edge, he quickly pulls out and cums on top of your stomach.

Minhyuk grabbed a towel and helped you clean yourself. He started getting dressed to leave you be.

“It’s quite late, I don’t mind if you’d want to stay the night. We did just fuck so sleeping together is not going to be awkward.” You say shyly. His face light up and he thanked you. He asked if he could grab a shower and you gave him his own towel. You stayed in bed while he freshened up.

Once the two of you were in bed you stayed there for hours talking about your life, getting to know each other.

Unknown number : I miss you

Your stomach clenches and you feel sick, you knew exactly who that message was from. Minhyuk noticed your mood change and asked what’s wrong. You explained everything to him and he took your phone, he took a picture of the both of you in bed with big smiles on your faces and sent it to him.

“I don’t think he’ll bother you anymore.” He smiles at you and kisses your cheek while turning around to sleep. You suddenly felt a warmth come over your body. You put your phone away and cuddled into Minhyuk and you both slept like that for the whole night.

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mcmangachan-blog · 6 years ago

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random fanfiction P.3

"I knew that Michelle suspected what was going on, but I didn't care. At least, not as much as you might expect. But as soon as I saw him I knew I couldn't deny myself anymore. Then I saw how big his dick was and I didn't regret my decision at all," I said, one hand clutching the top of Alex's head as I continued to hump as his sucking mouth. "As soon as I knelt down and opened the front of his pants the throbbing length of his erection sprang free like the figure in a jack-in-the-box. A wonderful, big headed, white snake was jutting out from his crotch that made my mouth water just as much as it added to the blazing heat that filled my pussy. "I suspected that Darius had a big dick, but it was bigger than I imagined. Some people say that white guys have little pricks, but I guarantee that Darius doesn't have that problem. His cock is bigger than yours. That thing is a monster. It's a couple of inches longer than yours and, if that ain't enough, it's twice as thick as yours," I said, my heart pounding and fiery tingles of decadent prurient pleasure swirling within my cunt as his tongue continued to scoop the thick, frothy combination of masculine and feminine secretions from me. "And when I saw it I didn't have to be told to suck it. The pulsing head of it was crimson from the blood flow and a silvery slime began to leak from the opening at its tip. I wanted to taste it so badly that I didn't hesitate to lean forward and take it into my mouth." I told him that I enjoyed sucking that white cock and had taken some time doing it, working us both into a frenzy before Darius pushed me back. I described how we tore off each other's clothes and barely took time to put a condom on his prick before we fucked. "It was right at the beginning of our first fuck that I realized how right your mother had been about just how similar we are. When we talked, she told me about how she had become a white cock slut at the moment she first felt a white cock begin to enter her pussy. She said that she came so hard that she knew right then and there that she would never get enough of white dick. The same thing happened to me. I came so hard and so much during that first fuck that by the time it was over I knew I would always crave a big white dick inside me," I said. I obscenely rotated my hips, fucking my cummy slit at my husband's face and loving how nasty a whore I was being. "Ohhhhh. And feeling your tongue right now is icing on the cake." I told him about how at the end of our climaxes I had taken the condom we'd used from Darius' prick and was impressed by how much cum he'd shot. When I held the distended rubber it was like holding a bloated water balloon. 'Of course, seeing that much cum shot from a man made me wonder what it would feel like to have him shoot inside me, but that wasn't why we stopped using the condoms," I said. I paused so that he would pay real close attention to what I said next. "We stopped using birth control because he said he wanted to knock me up and send me home to you carrying a white baby inside me. I let him inside me bare because I wanted that too." I told him that at the time Darius said it we were in the middle of our second hot and glorious session of sex and I was having multiple orgasms, one after another, as he pounded his white monster cock into me. "Yeah, I knew a hot little nigger bitch like you would be a wild black animal with a white cock inside you. You might try to deny it, but you are meant to be fucked by white men," Darius had growled in my ear. He was fucking me hard, in the doggy position, squeezing my mahogany colored breasts in the strong grip of his white fingers while slamming that big dick into me when he said it. And I was loving it. The rough, powerful way he was taking me didn't display any caring or loving emotion, just a desire to use me as he wished for his sexual pleasure. "By the time I'm through with you, you're gonna know just how much of a nigger slut you are and you'll be begging for white cock like an insatiable black whore is supposed to." By then, I was so deeply immersed in the orgasmic rapture of being fucked by him that I didn't even contemplate trying to dispute anything he said. In fact, I found myself agreeing with everything he said. Not that he didn't know it. By the way, I was humping my pussy at his dick there was no way he couldn't tell I was addicted to white meat. "Yeah. You love white cock, don't you?" He asked, shoving his prick into me hard and deep. He wasn't being gentle at all. He was digging his huge member deep, pounding it into me forcefully as if trying to conquer my pussy. And with every thrust, he was succeeding. "Yesss! I looooovvve it!" I moaned. "What do you love? Tell me you love white meat," he said. "Say it, bitch. Say you love white cock." "I love it. I love white cock," I moaned. I was fucking back at him as hard as he was fucking into me. I was so into the ecstasy of the moment that I didn't think about the words, they just flowed from my lips. "I love white cock. I love white cock." "Yeah. That's it. Now you sound like a proper nigger bitch," he grunted. "You sound like the slutty little black piece of ass I know you are but are you feeling it? Are you feeling like a nigger bitch? I don't think you are. I think you're trying to hold onto the self-image you had when we began this. You're not that girl anymore. Look at yourself, bitch. You're completely naked, on your elbows and knees like a black dog in heat, with a white man behind you. You've got a big, white cock in your hot nigger cunt and you're loving it. I am treating you like a whore, like the only thing you're good for is to receive white meat and white cum, and you're loving it. You know you're a nigger slut, so stop clinging to that other bitch and let her go. Let her go and free yourself completely to the pleasure you desire and deserve. "That's what you truly want, isn't it?" I didn't have to think hard about it in order to know the answer to that question. It was all I had been thinking about for the past several weeks. However, despite the time I'd taken to resolve the matter in my mind, I think I knew where I was heading all along. The delay was more of an attempt to find someone who would talk me out of it. But with my husband seeing what was happening and encouraging me, my mother-in-law expressing her awareness of what I wanted, and the glorious sensations coursing through my body as Darius dug his steel hard prick deep into my pussy, I could answer the question easily. At that instant, for a brief moment, I thought about how my giving in to my desires would change my life. I thought about what my children, my parents, my friends, and my neighbors would think when they found out that I enjoyed fucking white men. But thinking of them knowing didn't arouse the slightest sense of guilt or shame within me. Instead, the idea of them knowing added to my pleasure in an exhibitionistic manner as if their awareness of my true sexual nature was a fuel that would add to the intensity of the fire burning between my legs. "Yesssss!" I hissed between clenched teeth. The extreme pleasure that was flowing through every cell of my body was driving me crazy. "That's what I want!" "Then say it, Erica. Say you are a nigger bitch. Free that hot pussied black whore inside you and proclaim that you are the white cock cumdump you were always meant to be," Darius growled in my ear. "I'm a nigger bitch. I'm a nasty nigger whore who loves white cock. Ohhhhh shhhiiiiiittt! I'm cumming again Darius. Oh! Oh! Yesssss, you're fucking my hot, black pussy hard and deep with your big, white cock and I love it. Take it, baby. Take my nigger cunt and make it yours," I said. The words poured out of me in a flood as I released all of my inhibitions and gave myself completely over to my most intimate cravings. "Oh yeah, baby, fuck my cunt hard and deep and fill it with your cum." Darius laughed harshly in my ear. "Is that what you really want, slut? Do you really want me to shoot inside you?" "Yes," I answered. At that moment my pussy was in complete control of my thoughts, and what my pussy wanted, along with the big white cock fucking it, was to be filled with a big load of hot, potent spunk. "Are you on the pill?" "No," I responded in a gasping voice. I looked back over my shoulder at him. "I'm not on any type of birth control. Not only that, but I'm at the beginning of my fertile cycle. If you cum in me there's a good chance that you'll knock me up. Why? Does the idea of it frighten you? I thought you said the idea of impregnating a nigger whore was an ego boost to a white man. Well, I want to give you all of me, right here and right now." Darius slammed his cock into me hard and held it hilted in the heat of my drooling black snatch, the huge knob pressed tight to the portal of my cervix. He looked at me seriously, knowingly. "Say it. Tell me what you want," he said. "Go ahead, bitch. Say it out loud and make it real." I didn't flinch or look away from him. Gazing straight into his bright blue eyes I said the words I knew he was expecting to hear. "I want to be white-owned. I want to fuck white cock. Not just now, but always. Actually, I want to fuck white cock every day. Two, maybe three times a day. I want to be a real nigger whore in every sense of the word. And I'm sure that, with all of the fucking I will be doing, as I am very fertile, I will wind up with a white man's baby growing in my belly sometime soon," I said. I rolled my hips lasciviously to send a burst of pleasure through the both of us. "Do you know why most women get pregnant during, or shortly after, their first fuck. It's not because they don't know about birth control or forget to use it. It's because, for a lot of women, the chance of being impregnated adds to their pleasure. I'm like that. I hate rubbers and when a man fucks me the idea that I might get pregnant both frightens me and increases my pleasure." "How about your husband? How would he feel about you always returning home with a white man's cum in your pussy?" Darius asked. "I thought you said you wanted me to wear the condom because you didn't think he could handle it if you came home pregnant." "I did say that." "And now?" "And now I am going to give him what he really wants. He wants a woman like his mother. A beautiful black hotwife that loves white cock. I talked to his mother and what she said about me is so true. I was born to be a complete nigger bitch, and I don't want to limit it. That means that I will be fucking white men from now on, and when I do I won't be using any protection except when the man wants to." "And if you get pregnant?" "I'll have the baby. And, thinking about it, as I want to have a big family, I'm sure I'll have several children by white men," I replied. "But I want you to be the first white man to knock me up. And that's what you want too, isn't it? Wouldn't you just love to fuck a baby into my nigger cunt and send me home to my husband?" Darius withdrew his pulsing prick from my pussy with an obscene slurp before turning me and lowering me onto my back. He looked at me with eyes filled with both humor and fire. The heat in his eyes was the expression his desire to keep fucking the young black wife lying on the carpeted floor of his office, and the humor was resultant of his knowledge of how totally he had conquered me with his big, white dick. Before that moment, in a time that I felt was like a previous life, having him look at me as if I was a conquest would have inflamed me to anger. But at that moment, having Darius look at me like that evoked feelings of submissiveness and fucklust within me that exceeded anything I'd ever experienced. "Tell me what you want. Say it all, right here and now," Darius demanded in a voice that was more like an animalistic growl than human speech. Reaching down he grasped one of my tits and squeezed it harshly, sending a pulse of pain and pleasure shooting through my chest. "Say it." I didn't hesitate for even the slightest instance to consider my words. They just poured out of me as if they had been waiting there all along for such a moment to be released. "I want to be a total nigger slut and I want to be completely whorish about it. I want to fuck white men and I don't care who knows it. I want white men to do the nastiest things to me. I want to be treated like shit. I want them to spit on me. To piss on me. I want them to use me like the worthless nigger cumdump I am." "Okay. Show me how much of a cumdump you are," Darius said. He looked down at his condom covered cock and I knew exactly what he was saying. Maybe he thought I was just saying things that would make his pleasure more intense when I said I wanted him to cum inside me and knock me up. He soon found that was not the case. Again I didn't hesitate. I swiftly reached down with both hands and began to roll the condom down from the length of his cock. However, when I reached the center of that massive slab of masculine flesh I stopped then began to roll it back into place. When the ring at the end was once again secure at the base of his throbbing cock I left it there and slowly slid my hands down the glorious length of him. "So you're still questioning yourself?" Darius inquired. I didn't say anything in response to that question. I just looked up at him and smiled. He had asked me to show him and I meant to do just that. When my dark fingers reached the very end of his perfect white prick, I took the reservoir of the condom between my fingers and stretched it out a bit then pierced it with a fingernail. After that, I tore the latex contraceptive so that his entire cock was free and the shredded rubber hung uselessly from the ring that remained at the base of his cock. I continued to smile as I moved up so that I could kiss the now bared tip of his dick and taste the precum that leaked from its opening. "Oh. You really are a nasty and devious little nigger bitch, aren't you?" Darius laughed. "So what's your plan? You going to tell him that the condom split?" "Wow. It's almost like you are in my head. We've only known each other for a few months but it's as if you know more about me than I do. You knew that I wanted to fuck white cock and that once I did I would be hooked. Now you're telling me why I split the condom instead of taking it off of you." I suddenly had a thought. "Tell me what I'm thinking now?" Darius grinned evilly. "That's easy. You've just changed your mind about trying to deceive your husband by telling him the condom broke. You are going to tell him exactly what you did and let him know that you did it because you wanted me to cum in you," he replied. "You're right again. And I'm going to let him know that I won't be using condoms anymore." Darius laughed. "If you want to be a really nasty nigger bitch you should have him eat my cum out of your pussy as you tell him about having sex with me. Then, after you've cum several times on his tongue and he's ready to fuck you, tell him you don't fuck black men anymore. Tell him that your pussy is 'WHITE COCK ONLY' and the only cum that will be entering your whorish nigger cunt from now on will be a white man's cum, then tell him you're tired and he should jerk off if he wants to cum." "You're mean," I said. "And you love it," he retorted knowingly. He mounted me, positioning himself between my spread mahogany thighs. "Now be the nasty little nigger whore you are and guide my cock where a white man's cock is supposed to be." I did as I was told. Gliding the bulbous head of his cock through my wet slit, I centered it at the opening of my dark-haired twat and he rammed into me hard, slamming his prick into me to the hilt. "Yessss!" I wailed as he began to ram his massive shaft into my depths again and again. There was some pain and there was pleasure and I loved it all. "Fuck me like that, Darius. Fuck my hot black pussy hard and deep. Take that pussy, stud. Oh, oh, oh! I love it. I love white cock. I'm such a nigger whore for white cock. I'm such a nigger whore. I'm a nigger whore. I'm a nigger whore. I'm a..." We both came quickly and I begged him for his seed as he held himself lodged deep inside my cunt. The head of his prick was nestled tightly against the opening of my cervix as we strained against one another, and splash after splash of steaming hot sperm laden spunk shot from it to fill my blissful snatch and cum hungry uterus. It was perfect. And we spent the rest of the day repeating the performance. During the telling of what had occurred, with Alex having his dark face between the smooth warmth of my inner thighs, his tongue flashing over my clit and digging deep into my snatch to collect the cum Darius had deposited there, I came time and time again. While I have always loved having Alex eat me out, having him do so while knowing I was full of a white man's cum was the most obscenely arousing thing I had ever experienced. By the time I came down from my last climax of the day I was already planning to make it a regular occurrence. I also took Darius' advice that evening and Informed Alex that, from now on my pussy would be exclusively a white cock only playground. It was surprising how easily he accepted it. But then I thought about the conversation I'd had with his mother and I realized that she really did know her son. When, nine months later, I gave birth to a blond-haired little girl who looked just like Darius, no one was surprised. By then it was well known that I was a nigger slut who loved fucking white guys. In fact, my neighbors became aware of it the very next day when, late in the afternoon after I had just completed taking a shower, without any forewarning, Darius stopped by the house. Alex opened the door and Darius pushed past him as if he didn't exist, I stood wearing only a towel and he walked up to me, took me in his arms, and kissed me deeply. Using one hand, because he held something in the other, he pulled the towel from me so that I stood completely naked. He was treating me like he owned me, right in front of my husband, and I loved it. As Alex stood staring in shock, still holding the door wide open and allowing anyone who happened to pass by see us, I pushed my nude body tightly to Darius and kissed him back as my pussy became a smoldering black cauldron of lust. "Come on, let's go fuck. I need that big, white cock of yours in me right now," I said when our lips parted. Taking him by the hand, I drew him up the stairs behind me and led him to the master bedroom. Darius fucked me three times while Alex remained downstairs and watched the kids. Afterward we showered and he said he wanted to take me out. As I was preparing to get dressed he told me that he wanted me to wear my tightest pair of jeans and a tee-shirt. That's when he handed me the bag he had been carrying when he entered the house and told me to pick one of the tee-shirts within it. There were five black tee-shirts there, all of them emblazoned with different slogans. One said: "NIGGER BITCH." Another said: "I (HEART) WHITE COCK." That one was really cute and had a black heart on it with a white dick pierced through it like an arrow. The next said: "WHITE COCK ONLY NIGGER SLUT." The fourth one said: "WHITE OWNED." And the last one said: "WHITE BRED." When I walked out of the house wearing the shirt that said WHITE COCK ONLY NIGGER SLUT I felt a little embarrassed, but what overwhelmed that embarrassment was the sensation flowing through my cunt. My pussy was on fire. And, after a while, with everyone seeing me with Darius while wearing that shirt and knowing he was fucking me, the embarrassment disappeared and I knew I was exactly who I wanted to be. "Hey, bitch. Is everything all right? What the fuck are you looking at?" Marcus asked, moving up behind me. He grabbed me by my hair and roughly pulled my head back so that he could see over my shoulder. He gazed down at where Alex was playing with his sister. "Ain't that so fuckin' cute."

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5,000 question survey series–part thirty-one

2901. have you ever written a letter to: a friend: yeah a lover: kinda a celebrity: Yes. congress/house/reps: No. the president/leader of your country: no 2902. Why are cigarette companies allowed to manufacture and sell cigarettes when they are so unhealthy and dangerous? They are getting rich on the deaths of the people you love who smoke. probably the same reason companies can sell alcohol. 2903. Do you chat with people in an elevator? sometimes. 2904. What’s your favorite Jack Nicholson movie? The Departed...I think. 2905. Who should play the part of Superman? don’t care

2906. Do you like when your friends and your mate’s friends hang out? sure? 2907. Doritos or Cheetos? doritos 2910. Do you brush your teeth three times a day? no 2911. Should I stop making questions with multiple parts and just count each actual question as a question? don’t care... 2912. What gives you ego a boost? people complimenting my singing 2913. What knocks your ego down? people being mean. 2914. Live and let live or live and let die? Live and let live...i guess 2915. What do you think of Damien Hirst’s art piece Mother and Child, which is half a cow in formaldehyde? - 2916. Why is it that 70 percent of Americans do not want to go to war with Iraq and yet we are going to war with Iraq anyway? people the government is awful

Is this democracy? dunno 2917. Imagine you have two choices of what life you can live: One: You are provided with meals, medicine, clothes and shelter. You are always with your family. You can lie in the sun and smoke, drink, play, cook, etc.. There will be certain rules you must follow such as no killing, no hurting others, no leaving the commune you were born in, no stealing, no tv, no newspapers and no books. OR Two: You are turned loose in the world with nothing. You start out cold and hungry. You may stay cold and hungry forever but you also have the opportunity to try and make a life for yourself. This will take a lot of hard work and there is no guarantee you will ever live comfortably. Which life do you choose? Why? they both sound like it’d kill myself in either one. 2918. Why is there no ‘Mr. America’ pageant? who cares?

Should there be? idgaf

What qualities would YOU look for in a Mr. America if such a contest were to exist (like miss america he would have to be a role model)? - 2919. If something offends you do you feel that it has no right to exist? no? 2920. Why do advertisers seem to believe that guys will buy any product that a hot girl in a bikini is sitting next too? i don’t think that’s really want they think 2921. What would you do if your mom had a fight with a male acquaintance, and you heard an answering machine message he left her cursing at her, calling her names and being very disrespectful? I’d kick the mother fuckers ass 2922. What do you represent? ask others. 2923. What message does ___ send when given as a birthday present? flowers: it’s thoughtful

slippers: you know me well

candles: i like them.

diamond necklace: diamonds are a girls best frienddd

gift certificate: THANK YOU

cash: THANK YOU

books: you know what my heart says 2924. Have you ever completed a paint by number? maybe?

If yes of what?/ -

2925. How long has it been since you colored in a coloring book? oh gosh.....YEARS 2926. What have you been caught doing? many things? 2927. Does temptation make you do what you love? no? 2928. Do you have any gadgets in the house that you don’t know how to use? What? no 2929. Do you read the instructions to things or skip them? depends 2930. Will you ever reach your full potential? probably not 2931. Who is your biggest fan? My mom 2932. Who do you take care of? Matt. myself, my cat

Who takes care of you? my mom; matt, myself. 2933. Do you think that lawyers should only argue cases when they feel like the client is in the right? lawyers can do what they want?

If you were a lawyer would you argue cases when you felt like your client was completely wrong? no 2934. Is it sexy in here or is it just me? -_- 2935. You are giving out your phone number to a HOTTIE by writing it on a napkin. Do you write a little note or draw a picture too? If yes, what? i wouldn’t do that. 2936. Can you fold paper into anything (a hat, a swan, a boat, etc)? What? no 2937. How can a girl get a guy-she-is-dating’s mom to like her better? don’t be a cunt? 2938. What is one theory about life or anything that you came up with that no one else has? nothing... 2939. Do you like answering questions about:

your life? sure

your taste? yes

tv? yes

music? yesssss

art? naw.

politics? no.

life? sure

religion? yeah

issues? no

sex? depends

loved ones? yes

favorites? yes

objects? sure....?

math? no

philosophy? sure

hypothetical situations? Sure.

things that require lots of thought? not really. 2940. The mortuary science department is having a bake sale. Does this strike you as funny? i dunno if i would eat there 2941. What would you think of a new reality tv game show where real life criminals on death row competed in life threatening tasks for the prize of a reduced sentence? that’s fucked up/

Did you know that they are considering making this a show? i feel like that’s a lie

Would you watch it? probably... 2942. What was the last song you looked up the words to? dunno 2943. What Saturday morning cartoons do you like? - 2944. If anything’s possible, then is it possible that nothing’s possible? sure 2944. What does the T in T-Shirt really mean? fuck if i know 2945. Would you alter your routine if there was a sniper in your area? probably not 2946. Is castration a good punishment for extreme or repeat sexual offenders? let it happen. 2947. If you are a girl have you ever experienced penis envy? yeah. i wanna pee where ever i want

If you are a guy would you still want to live if you had to be castrated? id probably miss my penis 2948. Imagine you are teaching a class of sixth graders. A the start of the year you tell them, “If you come away with class and have learned only ONE THING, I hope that you learned….(finish the sentence) you’re not alone 2949. If you were being interviewed for a job in a clothing store how would you sell yourself to the prospective employers? i wouldn’t because i don’t care about fashion 2950. How do you stop pop up ads? ad blocker

2951. You are alone. You take a bus to the mall. The stop is right in the mall parking lot. You window-shop. You don’t buy anything. You want to get back on the bus to go home when you realize you have lost all your money. You have no cell phone. All the payphones are jammed with gum. You can not get it out. How do you get the $1.50 you need to get on the bus and get home??? i’d probably find a phone in the mall and call someone for help.

2952. How long would it take you to organize your bedroom? it’s organized fine 2953. Make up a nickname for your bedroom: no 2954. What comes after:

“I’ve got a love-a-lee bunch of coconuts (diddly dee) There they are a-standing in a row. Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head…”

whelp i dunno 2955. Where ARE the wild things? in the forests and jungles 2956. You get a six cd changer for the car, only problem is that you know that once you put in six cd’s you can NEVER take them out. Which 6 cd’s do you put in?

a mix of BMTH, AA, and Flyleaf probably. 2957. Let’s play Jeapordy. (Do-Do-Do-Do-Do-Do-Dooooo-) I’ll give some answers..you give the questions. Ready? Begin. The answer is: Purple

Yellow What is lemons?

Candle Pepsi Peace Lisa Cotton Flag 42 i don’t understand

2958. Pick a letter. A

List some great words starting with that letter: apples; angels; antiques 2959. Is eight days a week enough to show you care? there arent 8 days in a week? 2960. Have you told your parents you love them today? my mom 2961. What is the difference between a number two pencil and any other kind of pencil? dunno 2962. Have you ever cross-dressed? No. 2963. Are we living in a world without end? it’ll end at some point 2964. What do you think of that couple that was just on the news who kidnapped a 16 year old girl for a week and forced her to be their sex slave? they can rot 2965. Wanna watch a movie about a cheerleading competition? naw 2966. Are you singing in the rain? naw 2967. Should the sopranos actors have been allowed to march in the St Patrick’s Day parade? sure? 2968. Is oral sex. anal sex or regular sex more intimate? all of them are... 2969. Is it time to switch to Decaf? noooooo 2970. Why is it that the truth hurts? who knows 2971. How do you feel about: ticketmaster? i like them

scalpers? LAME 2972. What are you guilty of? a lot of things. 2973. Have you ever done any of the following in order to catch a buzz or get high? sniffed glue: No.

sniffed magic markers: No.

ate paste: No.

drank Nyquil, Robitussen or any other Over-the-counter drug: no

'huffed’ (inhaled or sniffed) any kind of fabric softner, cooking spray or other household product: yeah

whip-its: Nope. 2974. What gives you inner strength? music 2975. ::eyes you suspiciously::Where have all the COOKIES gone? my belly. 2976. What is a good gift for someone you don’t like so that it SEEMS to be nice but really 'gets’ them somehow? i wouldn’t buy a gift for someone i don’t like 2977. If you don’t like the service at a restaurant would you skip the tip? no

Why or why not? because it’s rude. 2978. Apples or peaches or pumpkin pie? none 2979. What Race/nationality was Jesus? Middle Eastern 2980. What was one evening you’ll never forget? being proposed to

2981. Name 13 ways to look at a blackbird: no 2982. Trick or Treat? TREAT 2983. If you had money to burn, what 'toy’ would you spend your money on (think monopoly game with real money, luxory boat, a train layout that takes up a house, etc.)? Ouija board. 2984. Are you having trouble with aol 8.0? LOL

Or if you don’t have aol…have you ever been to a podiatrist? no

2985. If you could write your own ten commandments, what would they be? 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

same as God’s

2986. When people lose weight, where does it go? the abyss 2987. Your mate/partner/wife or husband/longterm boy or girlfriend/etc. has SOMEHOW gotten his or her FAVORITE celebrity’s attention. Your sweetie has always thought this celeb was so sexy and now the celeb kinda fancies your sweety as well(although the celeb is not interested enough to stick around for more than one night). Your sweetie wants to have a one night stand with the celeb. Knowing that this is your sweeties one and only chance to bang (or even hang out with) a celebrity (ESPECIALLY their FAVORITE celebrity) you would say: i don’t even know. 2988. Have you ever seen an Ed Wood film? probably?

if yes, what one(s) and what did you think? don’t feel like going to IMDB

If no, aren’t you curious to see a movie by the person known as the worst director of all time? lolol well now yes 2989. What kind of bread do you like to eat (white, rye, potatoe, grain, whole wheat, etc)? doesn’t matter 2990. Are you emotionally articulate? sure.. 2991. Does everything happen for a reason? not sure 2992. Do you take a piece of those you have loved and carry it around forever? maybe?

If yes, than aren’t they still with you even when you are gone? i suppose so 2993. Is it true that the child is worth ten of the parent? ill go with yes 2994. Can you think of a door that has closed in your life? yeah

Can you think of a window that has opened? sure 2995. What does this mean to you: 'Necessity is the mother of invention’? don’t know

Do you believe that necessity is also the mother of: courage? sure

survival skills? sure

independence? sure 2996. What helps you to get over a Major heartache? don’t know. 2997. Can you depend completely upon yourself? yes

have you ever tried? yes 2998. How can you tell the difference between the end of one part of your life and the beautiful beginning of the next part? sure 2999. Have you ever read an stories by Kate Chopin? No. If not, I suggest that you do. thanks 3000. Do you often make the best discoveries when you really weren’t looking for anything (or anyone)? maybe?

#me #survey

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