#devouredher

[angelsofsmalld3ath]

ariana + gunner // @devouredher cont. from here

despite dating her older sister, gunner rarely talked to ariana. their conversations have been pleasant enough, but it wasn't enough to bond a relationship over. he and his friends were forced to come to this musical festival by their girlfriends. gunner had lost her sister and her friends some time ago in the huge crowd, and was planning on looking for them when he bumped into ariana. it didn't take long for him to notice her drugged up state. "oh, you don't like it?" he mocked her as his hand reached out to grip her blonde locks, pulling it back towards his direction. "your dripping cunt says otherwise, sweetheart." he gripped her thighs as his hips continued to snap forward, drilling into her. "why don't you give the little whore some more alcohol. maybe that'll make her even wetter." his friends laughed as one forced his drink into her mouth.

ariana had been looking for her sister, ariana and her sister had came in different groups but ariana’s friends had long since gotten separated from each other, so she decided to go find her sister, she was glad when she saw gunner and his friends doing what she assumed was looking for her sister she had decided to go over to him, it wasn’t like the two were close by anymean’s, but the older man was a safe and familiar face. “no gunner i don’t like it!” she protested. she whined out as she grabbed her hair and jerked her head back, tears streaming down her face. ariana shook her head closing her mouth, one of his friends holding and squeezing her jaw to get her to open her mouth so the drink could be forced into her mouth.

ariana’s face scrunched up at the burn of the liquid on her tongue, ariana rarely drank and the strong drink caused her to clench in discomfort around the older man, she swallowed the liquid, grateful when the cup was pulled away from her face. “you all are asshole’s.” ariana whined as she listened to his friend’s laughed and degraded her.

[feelswrvng]

closed starter for @devouredher

based on this

naveed had not forgiven avery for her attempt to flee. even after several weeks of her attempting to redeem herself for even considering the escape, he still found new ways to punish her for ever entertaining the thought. mine, he'd told her. you're mine. mine. mine. even now, as he clung to the bars at each of her side, drilling into her time and time again, he made sure she understood the message. "if you wanted it rough, you just needed to ask," he panted, refusing to let up, to pause, to give her a break. he'd been fucking her for hours. or so it felt. though he knew he'd begun after lunch and, despite being underground where it was always dark, his watch had gone off twice, recalling dinner time. "is that why you pissed me off?" he continued to question. "maybe you miss how rough i was in the early days. maybe this is the only way you can cum." and she had. several time. she couldn't help herself. he'd conditioned her for this. "i'm almost impressed, love, at how you just keep 'em coming." his lips curled into a vicious grin, skin smacking against skin as he delved his cock deeper into her. "there we go," he hummed, enjoying the new angle, the new depth, even as her body tried to push him out. "are you cumming?" he questioned, hand colliding with her already reddened ass. "avery, did i tell you to cum? you should know better by now than to just cum whenever that fucking greedy pussy of yours wants to, shouldn't you? or are you just that much of a cockslut you can't help yourself?" rather than await her reply, he pulled her cock out, watching as her pussy clenched around nothing. "such a fucking brat. that's fine," he decided, pulling out the wand vibrator and pressing it to her clit. "if you wanna cum like a whore, i'll make you cum until you beg me to stop." and then he would just keep going, regardless of how worn out or sensitive or overstimulated she felt.

[bitemescftly]

& @devouredher // plotted

She hissed in pain as the man's hand wrapped a little bit too tightly around her upper frame and yanked her into the room alongside him, causing the brunette to loose her steps and nearly stumble. She glared up at the man, though her green eyes seemed to be doing next to no damage to the indifferent man. He did not stop, did not cease his firm hold on her until they reached what looked like an empty room - or maybe it was just too dark for her to see all the details of it. "What the hell is happening?" Anna murmured under her breath, looking around wildly - as much as her guard would allow - trying to come up with a route of escape, to do something. ANYTHING. "Where is my father?" The brunette asked, not really expecting an answer but knowing she has to buy herself some time to think of a plan "Where am I?"

[dreamgrlevl]

closed starter for @devouredher (ft. donnie & anton)

"hey, you mind passing me the salt?" anton asked, looking at the shaker as it sat on the other side of the table from the woman. smirking he leaned back in his chair at the dinner table to look on the other side of her to where donnie sat with a barely concealed grin on his lips. having his best friend over for the dinner party was simple and innocent enough, of course the other guests had no idea about the massive dildo that he currently had his step mother sitting on. the males watched as she carefully moved to grab the condiment, eyes drifting down to how the toy, slick with her arousal, nearly slid entirely out of her only to be pushed right back in when she sat back down.

"oh dang, sorry could you grab the pepper for me too?" donnie asked, purposefully waiting until she had just sat herself back down to ask her to grab it.

[cinematic-timing]

@devouredher

DISOBEDIENCE (2017) dir. Sebastián Lelio

[thebestorworstofit]

@devouredher from here with beta bc tumblr is a whore he swayed on his feet a bit as he nursed the last bit of beer he was able to find during the party. most of the people have either left or have gone to sleep-- dr.unk from the night they had. he walked over a few people sleeping on the ground before he reached the edge of the couch where they were sleeping. snoring lightly to indicate they were in asleep. or so he thought. he stared down at them, pressing the opening of the bottle on his lips to down the rest of his beer before placing it on the side table next to him. the na.sty thoughts going through his head would get him in trouble if he ever voiced it out loud, or acted on it. but the buzz he was feeling from his beer was clouding his judgement. not that he never thought about touching them before while he was sober. he’s been known to be a leering cre.ep. the cre.epy uncle. theo cu.pped himself through his sweatpants as he reached down inside their pants. there was no harm of touching them to get himself off.

gia was never much of a drinker, a lightweight at best who usually ended up doing some inappropriate flirting of some sort, acting a bit too outlandish for her sober self to face, and falling asleep before a majority of those around her. tonight was no different as the alcohol in her system had her laid out on the couch rather than tucked away in bed, the party around her barely even phazing how peacefully she remained entirely passed out. she would have never known the party had wound itself down, who else had fallen asleep, nor would she have even dreamt up the idea that those warm tingles buzzing up and down her inner thighs were the cause of her uncle's hand finding it's way beneath the band of her leggings, her body only stirring in positive response to the new sensation. the curiousity that raged through the sleeping young woman was all to clear, even in her mostly delusional state - her legs not so much as twitching to clasp together, almost begging to be touched.

[thedcvilherself]

he warned her about the outfit she has chosen to wear to the festival. that men would get an idea about what kind of girl she was if she goes through with wearing that outfit. and while he was aware that most girls have worn worst at music festivals, he didn't want his baby sister becoming like those sluts. so when he saw her disobey against what she was told, gunner figured he would teach her a lesson. "see what happened, gwen. you should have listened to me." he grunts but he doubts she even understand what was happening. not with how intoxicated she was. "should have listened to your brother." he gripped her waist tighter as he pounded her from behind. with his free hand, he licked the pad of his fingertips before snaking its way underneath her to rub at her clit.

her lips are drawn down into a pout, eyes watering as if she might cry simply due to the disappointment in her brother's tone. she had always been a handful, always a task to manage and yet in that instant, she's pliable both body and mind to everything gunner needs. "i'm sorry." and it's clear by her tone that the words are genuine, even if only because they were inspired by the substances overwhelming her system. "please don't be mad, gunner. i don't like when you're mad at me." her eyelids flutter with his touch, gaze falling away from him as her head drops to rest against one of the arms keeping her in position, whining softly. "that feels so good." there should be correlation, between her brother being nearby and pleasure flooding her insides but there's not, the two both existing but somehow not mutually exclusive in her mind. "my pussy feels so good."

[emotionlcss]

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[swcctcrbittcr]

she's losing her will to fight against him, overstimulated by the trap she laid herself. how was she supposed to know her future father in law would come home? that he would enter her room without knocking and find her filming? only a moan leaves her lips as he walks around, the sheets under her drenched as the dildo continues to pound her sensitive pussy. he licked her off his fingers and she couldn't help but moan, head thrown back in pleasure. "please..." she begs, unsure of what she's begging for again. for him to leave her alone? for him not to tell? or for him to cross that line? deacon pulls his cock out and talia is at a loss for words. he's huge, larger than his son. not that his son couldn't satisfy talia...just not very often. she looks at him with pleading eyes, feels his tip brush across her lips and automatically opens them, moaning as she takes his cock down her throat, suddenly feeling the need to prove herself. to show that this was worth it for the both of them. her neck stretches, eager to force him completely down her throat.

he could only laugh bitterly at her words. as if she had any room to give him any demands. not when she was tied up and he could freely roam around the room. "i'm not paying for shit. considering i'm gonna be footing the bill of your wedding, i think i can have a free show, don't you think?" his hand drifted down along the hardness beginning to form in his pants. not caring to hide his desire for her. he figured they were past that point. completely crossed that line in their relationship. the older man watched with amazement at the fountain she became as she watched herself be fucked with the machine. some of her juices getting on him but he didn't dare to step back. no, in fact he gathered some of the juices that splattered on him and tasted her on his tongue. he kept his dark, lusted eyes on her as he groaned at her taste. "so fucking good." he unzipped his cock, taking a hold of the heavy, massive cock in his hand as he walked around the bed near her head. "don't worry, i can keep your secret. i'll be your father in law soon after all." he grinned as he forced the large tip of his cock along her plump lips.

[dreamgrlevl]

closed starter for @devouredher ft. maxine

this is not how the blonde thought her night would go. hanging out with friends is something that should be fun, and it had been right up until the point one of them suggested that maxine go try to buy the group some beer. they know she's just days shy of her twenty first birthday, but they insisted regardless. that's how she's ended up here, locked in the convivence store manager's office with the offending six pack of beer sitting on the man's desk just taunting her. she sniffles, eyes still red from crying earlier. it's not until the door swings open and two officers appear in the door way that she can feel a fresh wave of stinging tears behind her eyes. it just has to be them, deacon and kingston, two of her father's best friend's. they're practically like uncle's to her with how close they are to her father, and that just makes her panic even more. she barely gets a chance to plead her case before she's hauled into the back of their car, the case of beer tossed into the seat next to her before the men are taking up the front two seats and driving away. maxine can feel the tears streaming, and she can't help but cut the tense silence. "please don't tell my parents. i-i didn't even want to buy the beer, but my friends kept pressuring me and i didn't want to make them mad. please i promise i won't do anything like this ever again if you just don't tell my parents." the blonde begs from the backseat, very aware that said 'friends' had ditched her at the first sign of trouble, leaving her in this mess.

[crookedkingdcms]

@devouredher​ | continued from here

logan was well aware how sick his ultimatum was considering she was his daughter. but the older man had grown tired of her constant disobedience. no matter what he does, she continues to push his buttons more and more. the two just weren’t getting along. he had enough of it. clearly, her mother had not raised her to be the responsible adult she should be. a part of him blames himself. he had been away most of her young life, deployed overseas. he was trying to make a life for all of them. to make sure her spoiled ass was taken care of. now he knew she needed a different kind of parenting. one of such extremes if she was gonna continue being this way. “i didn’t say to put them back.” he placed the box he had been holding down next to the counter before he took a step closer to her. “i said, get up here and fuck this bottle.” he let his gaze look back at the bottle then back at her. “maybe that’ll teach you not to steal from your own father’s store.” 

         it wasn’t as if they’d had much of a relationship over the course of her life — he was gone, she had moved out when she went to college and was still out on her own now that she was in grad school, and barely ever saw him. logan was her father in name, but certainly not in practice. even if lennox considered him to have zero authority over her — as both an adult and someone he hadn’t helped raise —, it was impossible to deny that the man was intimidating and scary as hell. which was why she would find herself doing precisely as he said in moments like this. disobeying seemed far more petrifying, even if obeying meant possible public humiliation. “jesus christ,” she curses under her breath, quickly unscrewing the bottle he did not tell her to put back and taking a long swig from it. after, she pushes the bottle into logan’s chest on her way past him, moving toward the counter. she unbuttons her jeans along the way, pushing them down along with her underwear and stepping out of them. “because making me pay for them was too reasonable, huh?” lennox asks as she hops up onto the counter, shifting onto her knees. she doesn’t even bother glancing around the store to see if anyone is there. her hand wraps around the bottle to position it before slowly lowering herself down, pushing the glass into her. the entire time, her eyes are locked on her dad, trying to quirk a defiant eyebrow even with the intrusion. “this prove your point?” she asks, slowly rolling her hips downward.

[bedchcms]

eden hadn't seen him come in –– instead been distracted by the sound of the buzzer, mentally preparing for the rush that was about to hit the doors. the problem was, they often ended up far too busy to deal with the swarms of people as they arrived. servicing each and every customer was quite the task after ten o'clock. smoothing down the front of her short, form fitting uniform, the brunette approached her first booth of the night.

"a-asher?" she was shocked to see him sat there –– this was certainly a first, but one that she had no choice but to oblige. this was her job after all. "of course." dainty fingers reached for the buttons of her uniform, carefully unbuttoning low enough that she was able to reveal her heavy tits, covered with a barely-there bra. "how's that?" she asked, with a level of uncertainty, "would you like to hear the specials?"

he had been waiting in his car for quite some time now. his eyes shifting every so often to check the clock on his dashboard. some people have walked past him, giving him a weird look with how long he has been here, but he paid them no mind. not when he was about to finally get what he's always wanted. asher's head turned as he saw the time changed. ten o'clock. a sinister grin grew on his lips.

he was quick to find her section, sliding into the booth and waiting for her to come to his table. when she finally arrived, he could barely contain his excitement. "hi sis!" his head tilting to the side as he looked at her. "don't you look cute in your little uniform..." his eyes drifting along her body. "well i haven't had a chance to look at the menu yet but i think i'll start with you taking your breasts out while i skim the menu, ya?"

[bitemescftly]

& @devouredher // semi plotted.

Her hand lifted to touch her forehead as a strong spinning and falling sensation suddenly wrapped around her mind. Anna frowned, stopping in mid-step to be able to concentrate all of her might on the surprising need to sit down - the booming bass of the music all around her no longer defeaning to her ears, her senses shutting down one after another without a real cause or order. She was left confused, lightheaded and more than a little bit out of it as she reached the nearest wall to lean against it when her knees decided to become too weak to support her. Anna tried to make a mental calculation of how many drinks she had and if the last one was anything stronger - the answer was no. The brunette had barely had three drinks and the third one was the very same as the previous two, a cuba libre. It just did not make sense. The whole evening had been nice enough, except for a little bit of a creepy encounter with a rather handsome man a few hours back. She came with her friends to dance and have some fun, not to flirt - so she politely told him no, but could still feel his gaze on her from time to time wherever she went. Anna groaned softly as hands touched her shoulder, attempting to shake off whoever tried to steady her "I-I'm fine, just need a moment."

[lustfulheart]

@devouredher​ | Bella + road trip vibes

“Thank you guys so much for stopping to pick me up!” She’s said thank you at least twice before, but as she set her things down in the back corner of the van and found herself a seat, she couldn’t help but say it once more for good measure. She didn’t know what she would have done if it hadn’t been for them! There hadn’t been another car for miles it felt like and Bella had no other options than to keep walking. She smiled from one man to the next with an innocent air of appreciativeness to her and her nose scrunched with the action. “Where are you guys headed again?”

[thedcvilherself]

she never thought much about her father’s over protectiveness. it never bothered her that he disliked every boy she brought home to meet the family. to her, that was just her father acting like her father. in a way, she secretly liked knowing that he thought she was too good for anyone to consider her their girlfriend. in the eyes of others, he was simply being a typical girl dad. she was an only child so it made sense for him to act in that way. now, she was seeing everything in a different light. the harsh grip on her waist, no doubt leaving a bruising mark that she would proudly show off in the next few days. evidence of what has transpired today. a secret only between the two of them. “always daddy. i always want to be the best for you.” she voiced in a desperate tone. a rush of air flowed through her throat as he released his hold on her neck. a squeal left her lips as he lifted her with ease and placed her down on the wooden benches. she’s never been happier for an empty sauna room. though, she doubts that either of them cared if they had an audience at this point. brown eyes looked up at her father. eager to have him close once again. she craved for his touch as always. nia placed each foot on the surface of the bench, making sure to keep her legs as wide as she could. wanted to show him just how sopping wet she was for him. “i want your cock inside me daddy. please. i need to feel you deep inside me.” she reached down in between her legs. slim fingers pushing her pussy lips apart. “do you like my pretty pussy, daddy?”

it’s unreal how she looks in that moment — skin glowing with the damp of her sweat, toned limbs seeming even more pronounced, her most private places on shameless display for him. it takes everything in him to not merely drop his towel and force himself deep into her with reckless abandon, needing to feel her inside’s no matter the cost to her, but her sweet pleas and cooing remind him to take care of his little girl. “i do, baby. daddy likes every inch of you.” he settles on his knees just before her, placing himself between her legs. his large hands drift up the expanse of them, appreciating every inch of her smooth skin, until they’re hitting that beautiful spot. his right hand cupping over her own, forcing both their fingers between the folds with a hum of satisfaction, making sure she could feel herself as clearly as he could. “you know where you belong, don’t you?” it’s why she was here and not out with whatever friends or boys were attempting to garner her attention, she knew where she belonged, knew who she belonged to. “do you touch this pretty pussy, baby?” and even as he forces both of their fingers to glide along the delicious folds, he already knows the answer. what were the chances she didn’t seek out her own satisfaction? that she didn’t touch herself in the safety of her bedroom? it was a question that didn’t need asking but he wanted to hear the words from her lips. “do you sink your fingers into this perfect little cunt?” and as the question leaves him, he does just that, shamelessly sinking two fingers knuckle deep into her tight core. “do you think of daddy when you do it?”

[wantcn]

IT WAS A BAD DECISION BUT ONE the brunette would not take back - as she leaned forward it changed the angle of his cock nestled within her pussy. it reached so deep that it almost hurt, making the woman grit her teeth to stop a painful gasp from escaping her throat when Ben's hips moved without her control. without preparation. without warning. and while he could hide behind her, keep himself in the shadows from his wife's gaze - Anna was the one at the front line. right there across the table from where the older woman stood and talked. Anna tried to focus on her mother's words. she really did. but as Ben grasped at her hips with a possesive and controlling hold to use her better there was no rational thought left within her mind. the younger brunette turned her head to the side as the next thrust sent her onto her tip-toes and leaning more onto the table as if to escape the reach of his cock - to no use and they both knew it. "shit." Anna cursed under her breath, her walls clenching like steel vices around Ben's length and his words only worked to break her quicker. faster. with no hesitation. "shit, daddy." the woman whimpered quietly, legs shaking and no longer able to hold all of her weight as the pleasure washed through her. she sank onto his lap fully, tears welling in her eyes as the entirety of his thick, pulsing cock claimed her tightness. "y-yes, mom, s-sure." Anna added, voice breathless as the question of her mother's rang in the air but what she was agreeing to? she had no clue.

any other woman-- like his wife-- wouldn't have been able to take all of him. with his thick girth at eleven inches. they would struggle to sit fully on his cock. but not his sweet, anna. he has trained her perfectly to take all of him inside her. this wouldn't be the first time the two had nearly gotten caught fucking out in the open and she was forced to sit on his cock while in long conversation with her mother and his wife. after all, one of his wife's favourite past time was to yap away at them. like right now. one question has turned into her going off on a tangent about absolutely nothing neither of them cared about. but as he pretends to be a doting and caring husband he simply nods and act as if he was listening. even as his daughter leaned forward, giving him a peak of his cock still buried deep inside her. all he could do was grip the side of her plump ass as he moved his body on the chair so he was relaxed, slightly back against the chair. this position allowed him to thrusts upwards into her. "that's right. have you picked a movie for us to watch. you know it's your turn, my love." both hands gripped tighter on the sides of her ass, picking her body up slightly as he pulled back, only to slam himself inside. "fucking hell.." he muttered against the back of her head. "so goddamn tight, princess. daddy loves your cunt so much."