#fantasy boyfriend

[popcornforone]

ONE WEEK WITH DAVE YORK

CHAPTER TWO TUESDAY

Late Breakfast

Yep it’s time for Chapter two of your week with Dave York. Thanks for all the likes & shares with chapter one. It’s always appreciated.

Chapter One Monday

Synopsis: With the girls staying at Dave’s parents you have a lie in, which turns into more than just an extra snooze, & therefore a very late breakfast to be enjoyed.

WARNINGS: all warnings for this are on the main page however… DONOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18! DAVE YORK COMES WITH HIS OWN WARNING! Morning & Oral sex, mention of period sex but doesn’t actually happen, controlling & slight Dom Dave, fantasy’s being played out, mention of facials, spying & invading privacy, lack of trust, throat fucking, swearing, tasting, food involved. Masturbation, Mention of past incidents & injuries. I think that’s everything let me know if I’ve missed anything out.

Thanks for reading peoples, all feedback is always welcome. See you next Saturday for Wednesday

You panic when you turn over on Tuesday morning & the time reads 7:30am. “Fuck” you shout & go to move out of your bed. But that’s when Daves hand grasps you thigh. “It’s Tuesday you’re fine” he moans & the grasp & words make you shudder. Dave never has sex with you in his & Carols master bedroom. He always slips into yours quietly, while his cock does the same, slipping inside you, as he muffles your moans. A firm hand over your mouth or burying your head into the pillow does wonders for silencing. But he always finishes, lets you fall asleep & then heads back to his bed & wife. But no this morning you’ve woken up to this gloriously naked beautiful man, scars on show, & already hard. “My parents sweetheart, remember” he yawns & wraps his arm around you waist, pulling you back to bed. That’s when you remember that your pasta last night turned into a bit of lady & the tramp & he fucked you from behind while doing the washing up & then took you upstairs, to ravage you into your bed. No muffling last night. You screamed his name to the empty house so it bounce through all the room.

You lie down next to him & sigh “morning Mr York, did you have a busy night?” “Yes did, & I do believe I hit the target” & as always the first kiss you receive from him is soft. But that doesn’t mean the rest of him is. His hands are already on your hips & approaching your sex ready for another round this morning. “Ooooh this is a sight I always like to see” he coos after his lips part yours & he lifts his body to linger over you, lining up for a quick entry. “Please, please make me realise I’m awake, & this isn’t just my usual morning dream” & then your face turns red from embarrassment & your startled. You never fully touch yourself in the morning to the point of orgasm, but you always tease a little, & you always think it’s Dave nudging against you, teasing. & you’ve just confessed that to the man who’s hard & ready to take control of your body. “Really?” He says, looking smug & ready to get you to beg for him “tell me what “i” would usually do as you feel yourself, tell me sweetheart, & I might live up to that fantasy” his eyes are dilated & his tip is leaking. He’s straddling you, stroking his length ready to do whatever your mouth now says.

“Well first of all I massage my breasts above my top in large ooh god” & his hands do exactly what you would do, flicking at your nipples “I mean do you want me to put a…” “god no!” He exclaims, “if I had no kids or wife, you’d clean & run this house naked & let me clean you every time you got dirty, which would be on the hour” & you moan at his touch “keep talking girl,” he grunts “Dave please” you rock your hips & take his hand from your breasts & trial it down your body as to where yours would go if he weren’t here “yessss” as your entwined hands reach your sex & you let go “one finger or two ?” & he raises an eyebrows “two but I think we’re past that point….. oh Dave” & his thumb slides across your clit & he throbs his penis through your folds slowly. “How far do you go sweetheart” he frowns his eyes closing as he adjusts to your tightness. “Far enough to make me think it’s you fingaasassasssss” he rocks slowly inside you, your walls being dragged by his every movement, his thumb still teasing your clit. You shut your eyes moaning “oh yes Dave” every few rocks. This is sensual. This is not the Dave York you usually get. You get the assassin, the man who needs a blow off, the man who needs to let out frustration, but here your are getting the Dave that you believe Carol gets when he sleeps with her.

You open your eyes for a moment & realise his aren’t shut either & that he’s looking at every single movement your body is making as he feels you against him. It’s like he’s analysing data, it’s just that data is your naked body, being controlled by his. He catches your eyes & smirks, “just admiring” he says “don’t often get the time to look at how beautiful all of you is, fuckkkkk” your hips interrupted him as they have picked up the rocking & your clamping around his cock …”thought you said you didn’t get that far” he moans “your inside me Dave, I’m always ooooh baby…” & he picks up his pace, it’s no longer as slow & seductive “… cum, youre always going to cum. Your cunt is too insatiable to not” & you bring his head down & passionately take his lips with yours. He’s completely flush against you, all his weight bearing down is heavy but feeling across those broad shoulder(being careful to avoid that knife mark from 6 weeks ago which is still sore) bares down makes you squeeze him more & makes him pulse harder.

It feels like nothing you’ve ever experienced with Dave before. No more words are said just heavy breathing & moaning & looking into each others eyes, before you both cum. Your bodies are sweaty messes & he just giggles & laughs when it’s over. “Surely that’s better than your fingers” he whipspers into your ears as he lies down next to you, still inside you “yes baby it is, but your not here usually in the morning or it’s far too early” & you snuggle into his chest as he wraps his arms around you. You feel like a half an hour doze will set you up for the rest of the day. It’s at this exact moment he realised that he had slept in your bed, as he yawns, his eyes a little heavy too. Why did he do that, he’s a married man, you are his house keeper & nanny & fuck toy. & then he hears you snore, sound asleep again, caressing his chest. After a few minutes of lying in bliss, listening to you sleep in amongst the rest of the silent house, he slides his penis out of you, cleans the both of you up & throws the duvet back on top of you. He heads to your dresser & finds the hidden keyboard & screen, typing in his master override. The cctv of your bedroom that you believe you only have access too, he downloads to his personal secure server, ready to analysis later, much like he had just done your body.

You eventually stir at 10am, feeling satisfied & also knowing full well before you lay your hand on the pillow that Dave won’t be there. He will be on a conference call already or be out jogging. You leap in the shower quickly, today was more making appointments & play dates for the kids & seeing if you have time to work on your art portfolio. The Yorks had been kind enough to give you the second garage to paint & draw & create in. Often you’d thought about getting Dave to come in & observe or be the muse but you thought that might be a step too far with your art. As long as you are clean & sensibly dressed to get the girls from school later that’s fine. Skinny jeans & a nice mint green t-shirt go on as you go down stairs. Once again no sight of Dave in the lounge, study or kitchen but you see he’s left you pancake mix, & coffee ready to be brewed. You smile & start making them & realise there’s enough mix for 2 so you send him a message.

*where-ever you are breakfast will be ready in by 10:45am 😊 & you put on your rock music playlist which you know is not suitable for the kids as you jump about getting cutlery & flipping those little circles of breakfast delight. It’s as you go to the bin that he’s leaning against the door frame in his running gear all sweaty, which startled you. “Seriously Dave” you gasp “I’m not a target, you don’t need to sneak up on me” “you are always my target” he scowls at you still leaning & chugging back a bottle of cold water. Every bead of sweat you really want to lick up & tell him how sweet & salty he is.

“How far did you run?” You ask trying not to be distracted by your arousal, as you pour his coffee into his mug & place it on the breakfast bar. “The standard 5k” he says & he puts down his water bottle & grasps the coffee mug sitting on the bar stool. The breakfast mugs aren’t small, but his hands always seem to eclipse them. So large & sturdy, grasping at them with long fingers. It always makes you think about when he has you around the throat when he grasps them. He notices you staring a little longer and that you are licking your lips, so he slurps a lot more than usual, to make you feel even more than just what those hands do. “5k that’s good, anything interesting happening out there today” you’ve not stepped outside the house yet, & probably won’t until you go to pick the girls up at 3:30. You slide his 4 pancakes onto his plate & the 3 onto yours, then place them in front of your two spots. “No nothing out of the ordinary at all. Thank you” he says & as you slide onto your bar stool to start eating, he slides his hand onto your thigh. It’s not a tight grip but it’s one that could lead to more if the mood was right.

These aren’t the best pancakes you’ve made but they aren’t the worst either. You’ve got about two mouthfuls left when he finishes his & checks his phone. He glimpses up at you, at the exact moment some maple syrup trickles from the side of your mouth. Its instantaneous as he moves off his stool towards you & licks it up, before moving his lips to yours to taste the breakfast again. He licks the roof of your mouth to get every inch of flavour from you, while holding your head in place. As you break he stares back at you in shook at what he’s just done. He didn’t even think twice & his tongue was lapping at your tonsils, that could have been an embracing situation. What if the girls & carol had been here. But he quickly puts that out of his mind when he sees the loving little smirk on your face. “So a big appetite today then?” You joke taking the next two mouthfuls of your breakfast & gulping down the coffee. “Oooh girl you have no idea” he says, snatching your plate away to put in the sink & then brushing down the surface. He’s back next to you in a flash almost knocking over his bar stool before he lifts you up onto the island. “Dave let me at least finish my mouthful” you muster through your food. He then lifts himself to straddle you but then screams “ouch the fuck”. The kitchen island has got these low hanging lights. Perfect for setting the mood of a dinner party or looking at exactly what you’re cooking & cutting, but not good for mounting your nanny to thrust into their glistening cunt. Yours is already dripping for him, it’s been aroused from the moment he startled you. You laugh as he lowers himself back down & rubs his head. Unfortunately Dave is now not in a good mood & your little giggle is going to be met with consequences.

“You mouth is not aloud to giggle until I say it can sweetheart” he commands . Oooh fuck you think, you’re extremely turned on & scared right now. Dave uses this voice when you hear an operation has gone wrong & it was the voice he used when he told you to hide on the day they came to take him out when he was fucking you at your apartment. “Yes mr York” you whisper & he puts his hands on your hips while you are still lying across the island. “You said yesterday I should watch your mouth” he grunts as he slides you off the island & back to your feet, he presses against you hard, so you can feel his groin pulsing against you. “I think it’s time we checked it’s still up to scratch” & he takes his large powerful hands from your hips, spins you around, so his back is now facing the island, & pushes you to the floor on your knees. From his pocket he produces a hair tie for you. “You know the position girl” & as you tie your hair up he takes off his t-shirt, wiping any left over sweat away from him & you pull down his trousers, which he had been in commando while he ran. He stands before your complete naked, glistening, the most perfect specimen of a man, even with the scars & bruises. He takes his hand to his harden length & proceeds to to start stroking it, while your slide off your top & trousers while still kneeling before him. His cock is at your eyes line as it leaks precum. He admires as he strokes himself, your underwear & your body. It’s not the slimmest or prettiest but it always turns him on & he wishes you showed off your curves a little more so the world could see how good you looked under those plane clothes. You bow your head trying desperately to not lick your lips, do puppy dog eyes at him or touch yourself. You know he likes to make you wait before you engulf him & he loves the thrill of making it all the more sweeter, when you eventually do. He will command you to start & once he does that will be it. You rock silently, hands on thighs. He is loving the fact that he can be completely dominating, & control you with all of about 5 words. Hed never get away with standing in his kitchen completely naked with anyone else, not even his wife, but you will do anything to attend his needs. It was a small clean up operation with some red wine which lead to your first sexual encounter together & your willingness to go the extra mile.

He looks down at you & goes to the base of his shaft “okay that’s enough waiting comeance..” before he can through rest of his sentence that he usually does in this situation, your licking at his tip, the saliver trailing from him to your lips. So eager to taste every remnants of Dave York. Every drop of precum upto that moment has been a delicious waste & he gasps “oooh sweetheart & you thought ooooh crap” you reach behind him & squeeze his arse “I had an appetite, god you oooooooh” as your mouth locks around him & you make the first sucking notions pulling yourself into him. You don’t care if he’s gonna face fuck you rough, if your in control or if he’s going to give you a facial at the end of this which will spill onto your breasts, you want his cock as far down your throat as possible. You want to look messy & you want him to wish that he could have your mouth, arsehole & cunt every single time, because that’s what you always think of the second you see him every morning. “Oooh yes girl take it all” & he plants a hand in the island to steady himself as the other goes to the back of your head to encourage your bobbing motion, before he starts to thrust his hips in a minute.

He is pulsing down your throat & you are sure he is getting longer, harder & girthier than before. Filling up all the available space as you hollow out around him. Your first gag makes him stop trusting & he moves a piece of hair that’s trailed across your face & you do you sexy eyes at him glancing up thorough your flickering eyelashes. “However sweetheart, she’s not gonna walk in on us, you’ve got timmmmmeeeeeee” time is drawn-out as he moans because he’s fully inside your mouth & down the back of your throat. “No oh nooo ooohhhh” words are already failing him “no gag reflex that time” & you smirk slightly & return to commence your bobbing sucking & stroking. He feels so good as his Hips keep rolling towards your head. You leisurely slurp around him, tears starting to gather in your eyes, this feeling & taste of him, you are sure when you get up eventually from the floor, you will have left your own pool of arousal. You are now flush against him, a hand flat against the kitchen cupboards for balance, the other moving between this shaft, thigh & balls which you occasionally tease. When you move towards him as his hips reach your face, you can feel the hair on his base prick your face. He’s not clean shaven down there but he always makes sure it’s not over grown. He likes it when you tug in it some times, much like he likes you keeping a small amount around yours. However he has recently booked you up waxing appointments within your own time, with the professional knowing in advanced as to what he wants left down there when you go to see them. Still controlling you even then.

Tears stream down your face now, gagging every couple of thrusts. Eyes stinging & glaring up at him as he moans your name. His hands clinging onto the island for all its worth, hips rolling in a figure of 8, rhythmic & hypnotising. You dont care that your knees hurt or that you look a mess, he is making noises so explicit that if it wasn’t for the house being sound proofed, the whole town would know that Dave York was having sex, & fucking the tonsils out of the back of his employees throat. “God you’re so good, god you treat me right, oh fuck, so close” his eyes are shut as he cry’s this. You are clenched around nothing, dripping at turning him on so much. & then you realise you are now actually in control. He’s lost, knowing he’s about to explode at any second. But what would he like to see after his initial let go on his come down. You go for the deliciously dripped look as he’s previously called it. Your mouth slides all the way down his length, to the base & so his tip slides into your throat. Your tongue then does a loop around him & you slowly edge back licking the bottom of his shaft & you know when the spills coming. & on cue at the half way point, your lips fully engulf with the lick onto his cock, & he does one last throb & thrust & screams “fuck me” as he spills into your mouth lashings of cum. Salty, sticky but all Dave & ever so delicious, it coats your mouth, you will taste of him for days, long after she’s back home at the weekend. You continue to slurp suck & attend, knowing he will still be hard as his hips still rock desperate to taste all of him. Your lips part slightly at one point to let some of him spill onto your breasts, a treat for after his come down. You can see his eyes are still shut as his thrust become shallower & you feel less liquid sliding down your throat. Why does his cum always taste so good.

His eyes open once you have let go of his slightly softening penis with a loud pop & you say “ delicious as ever mr York” before returning to you rocking on your knees, the floor is now soaked from you. He looks down at you in that position, your face a mess, hair all over the place, despite being tied up & drops of his cum across all sorts of parts of you. “Oooh sweetheart, you know how to look after me” & he slides down to his knees from the island, finally letting go of it, leaning in for a kiss. & then he sees the splattering of his seed across your breasts. “naughty girl” he moans eyes intoxicated. His rough hands unclasp your bra & once your chest is exposed he attends to licking every drop of his cum off you. “Dave, oooh fuck Dave” you echo, as your hands trials across his chest as his lips explore you once again. He slides a finger into your knickers “well I will have to deal with this later”He sighs “your so wet but I’m afraid i may have gone to far there, give me an hour or so & we can complete this.” He says as his lips engulf yours once more & his hand move to your neck, before it slide down your shoulders & the two of you sit on the kitchen floor in a post oral sex haze.

Eventually you let him go & stand up, which he seems confused at. As you stand up however your knickers don’t & your slide off the soaked material to expose the rest of yourself to him. His eyes widen with anticipation. “Oooh girl, laters going to be so much fun. I’m going to make your scream my name so many times” & he goes to plant a kiss on your mound, but instead you wave your sodden knickers in his face. He catches them & you can see his cock twitch a little. “ to remind you of that promise” & his lips part. You’ve never actively given him your undies before he’s always just taken them, but this pair here he is never going to give back to you. “I’m going to go take a Bath, then I’ll come & clean this up before picking up the girls” you say & you wiggle your hips & arse as you walk away. “Bath?” He asks exquisitely, he knows you don’t have one in your bathroom. “Yes I’m going to use the family bathroom bath & no your not joining me” he had previously joined you for a bath & made most of the water spill out of it 3 weeks ago when you were on your period, which you were both concerned about which had been late, finally arrived & he wanted to help you through as much of the pain as possible. You leave him kneeling naked on the kitchen floor holding your knickers moaning “oh fuck me, she’s a tease”

It 3:20 as you put your coat on to get the girls. Since leaving Dave in the kitchen, you’ve said all of about 10 words to each other. Mostly coffee, can you print this, foods on the table. He’s been busy sorting out whatever is going down on Friday & checking security features on the house & you’ve cleaned your bathroom, changed all the sheets & done prep for dinner tonight. You knock on his office door & poke your head round as he looks at something intently on him laptop before closing it & returning to gaze & look at you up & down. “Should be back here with the girls by 4:30 unless you need me to get you anything Mr York” you ask. Despite making each other scream from pleasure, you’re always professional to each other until lust gets involved. “Nope can’t think of anything but thank you” he nods & you go to leave, but in a flash he’s out of his chair & his hand is around yours before his lips crash against yours. You allow his tongue to explore for as long as possible before your both go to break at the same time. He smiles a happy smile & his eyes dance, something that rarely happen “you okay” you ask “yea I am actually,” he pauses “youre the only person who ever asks me that you know” & he rubs his chin. Why is he having feelings for you right now, it’s just sex, it’s just sex he says inside his head. “I’m a caring soul that’s why” you reply & kiss the back of his hand “& I know that if your not okay I should be worried in all sorts of respect” “ahhh that is true” he smirks & waves you off on your way out of his office.

He watches to make sure the car pulls away & off down the road before he returns to his laptop. Dave had been discussing Fridays job with people earlier, but now he is down loading all your bedroom & bathroom cctv footage from the last two weeks, up to your breakfast replacement sex this morning onto his server. Your knickers from yesterday & today he takes out & frees his length, ready to watch you touch yourself multiple times, so he can see what new little kinks turn the two of you on. He spills into the material 5mins before the car pulls into the drive. Cleaned up & looking like a normal work from home dad he greets the girls who excitedly tell him about their last couple of days, while you go & start getting things ready to do home work & then cook dinner. Yea to the rest of the world Dave seeing his daughters is normal father like behaviour, but you know the second you’ve both put the girls to bed tonight, he’s finding you to make sure you cum while his tongue is at least 3 inches inside your cunt.

Chapter Three

[specshroom]

Some rather unlucky investments have landed you in a tad of debt. However, you have know of a way to get out of it that requires very little work on your part.

The "Pussy Portal" company are always hiring after all.

All you have to do is have a portal directly connected to your pussy that any paying customer can use at any time. What could go wrong?

Just realized u didn't actually say it had to be monsterfucking specifically but I made it that anyway lmao.

At least you thought it was going to be very little work on your part.

But now you're not so sure as you sit on the train ride home trying to act like there isn't a monster cock reaching deep in your cunt.

You curse yourself for not reading the terms and conditions of the contract properly. You thought they were just being hyperbolic when they said "Prime Pussy Anywhere, Anytime!" Surely they would have down times right?

No. There are no down times unless you call in a sick day of which you only have few. You shoulda known that pay was too good to be true.

At least whoever's using your portal seems to only be cockwarming themselves for the time being, although that could change at any moment. Every jerk of the train makes you tense up as you try and act as nonchalant as possible. The cock sits so snug and warm inside you, it twitches every time you tense around it.

On the customer app your portal is advertised as specifically "Human pussy" so you like imagining the kinds of monsters who would pick that out specifically. You haven't figured out what monster this one might be, it's rather thick and hot with a very generous amount of precum.

When you get to your stop the train jerks more than you expected and you have to subtly cover your mouth and grab the railing to avoid making a sound. Your customer definitely felt you clench down in panic as their cock jumps in excitement.

They start grinding down slowly on the portal, their cock thrusting shallowly. You speed walk straight for the train station bathrooms and lock yourself inside a stall. Close call but you made it and just in time for their shallow thrusts to turn into full pumps into your slick pussy.

You lean your back on the wall of the stall as your cunt is now being thoroughly pounded by this stranger. You have to crouch to your knees as your orgasm builds up, rubbing your clit with one hand while the other covers your mouth.

Just as you're about to tip over the edge you feel something bigger at the base of the shaft bump against your pussy with each hard thrust. You gasp in realization but it's too late as the monster thrusts their knot past your entrance and you cum hard with a silent scream, spasming and shaking against the bathroom stall.

Their cum fills you to the brim, kept inside by their inflamed knot. They don't stop cumming for several minutes but when they do it takes you several more to compose yourself enough to step out of the bathroom on wobbly legs.

You make the slow and embarrassing walk home while the monster's knot sits snuggly inside your pussy, keeping all that warm cum inside you.

The knot inside you doesn't deflate fully until you're already home and making dinner. You have to grip the counter, shivering slightly as your customer pulls out and goes on with their day having been properly satisfied. The thought makes you feel a strange sense of pride. Just then your phone beeps with a notification from the Portal companies app.

The customer left a tip!

How nice! They also left a review on your page,

"10/10. Best stress relief. Would fuck again."

[rs-hawk]

Your Siren Boyfriend eventually tricking you into the water after weeks of just chatting to you on the docks. He never sings or tries to convince you to come in. He sits in the water, his arms propping him up on the low dock so you two can talk. His eyes dark as a trench, and you can’t help but worry about all the light on the surface hurting him. Even at night, it’s still brighter than where he’s from.

The night you bring him sunglasses is when he knows you’re going to be his mate. He feigns confusion and asks how to put them on. You giggle and lean forward, setting them on his face. He takes that moment to grab your wrists, yanking you into the salt water. You barely manage to catch a breath before hitting the water, not that it matters because as soon as he kisses you, you suddenly can breathe.

You want to be angry at him, but he looks so happy. He starts clicking and chirping, something he hasn’t done in a few weeks since he realized you can’t understand him. It must be like when you gets excited and revert to your mother tongue.

His shark teeth gently nip at you neck as he tugs at your clothes, encouraging you to slip out of your swimsuit. You know that you shouldn’t. This isn’t right. But you can’t help yourself. The feeling of your Siren slipping inside of you makes you whimper. He pushes you against the shifting sand of the ocean floor, slamming into you roughly. You can’t help the moans and sounds that escape your mouth. Thank God you can breathe under water now because there’s no way you could have contained yourself.

When he’s done, he eases back, burying his face between your trembling legs. His fat tongue encourages you to finish, and you do rather quickly. Once he’s satisfied, his kisses make their way back up to your lips.

“You’ll stay with me, won’t you?”

[finnfrei]

I’m totally normal about these two (no)

[weremonsterteeth]

Werewolf boyfriend who just has to have his knot in you every day.

He starts ripping through your clothes as soon as you walk through the door because he's so ready to be inside you. He just had you bent over the bathroom sink this morning and made you late for work, but he's biting off your panties and lapping at your cunt like he's needed you for weeks.

Loves how wet you get with every little grunt and growl he lets out as you're riding him until the fur around his navel and thighs is soaked with you. One huge, clawed hand has a tight grip around your middle to keep you from squirming while he fucks his knot up into you.

If you're feeling tired he's giving you the most pathetic puppy eyes and no he doesn't even feel embarrassed about begging because fuck he just needs to have you squeezing around his cock while he breeds you please please please...

Wants you flat on your tummy for your comfort and so he can press you deeper into the mattress every time he sinks into you. He has both your hands wrapped completely in one of his and pinned above your head when he pushes his knot in so slowly, almost cumming again from the way you're whimpering and crying into the sheets.

[monstersholygrail]

In a Free Use City, there are two ways you can get promoted. You can put in the hard work by taking on extra responsibilities, going longer hours, and putting in the initiative. Or… you can sleep your way to the top. In a Free Use City, sleeping your way to the top isn’t frowned upon but instead highly encouraged. Especially by your bosses.

While everyone tries to sleep their way to the top, you’d be surprised to know that most people get promoted through hard work. Because… In a Free Use City, sleeping your way to the top is actually harder to achieve than putting in the work of the job.

When you decide to sleep your way to the top, you are heavily surveyed and judged based on your ability and skill of fucking and pleasing your bosses. The committee that makes the decision all must be pleased with your individual performances.

Even lost in the throes of pleasure, they remain focused on how well your pretty lips looked wrapped around their thick cocks, how deep you can take them down your throat, how much you can hallow your cheeks and swirl your tongue around their lengths. They count how long they can deep throat you and the amount of time it takes before your tears are dripping down to their heavy balls. Some count more tears as a positive while others consider it a negative.

The next part of the evaluation has them slowly moving down to your holes. They evaluate how turned on you got just from sucking them off. Similarly, some wanna see you leaking buckets while others wanna prep you themselves. They dip their fingers inside of you, teasing you just right. Analyzing how tight you are and how tight you can clench around them.

But they don’t take the time to stretch you. No, that would be cheating on the evaluation form. They need to know how well you can naturally take their fat cocks down your tight core. Some of them give you more points the more you arch and writhe as your body accommodates their girth while others remove points for not just taking it like a good whore.

As they finally properly fuck you, their analytical gaze never wavers. Evaluating your stamina and how quick you bring them to the brink of an orgasm. They have you ride them so they can see your entire body as you bounce on their cocks. So that they can see how deep they’re taking you, their cocks creating a nice pretty bulge in your belly with each brutal thrust. Even the way you cum around their cocks is evaluated and processed in the promotion consideration.

Very few workers meet all the requirements and surpass the points needed to fuck their way to the top. But you don’t care about the odds, you don’t even care all that much about the promotion. You just really wanna fuck all your bosses.

And you end up being the highest scored employee in the history of their company… Congratulations, you’ve just been promoted.

[ekbelsher]

I was supposed to be doing real work today and instead this happened. She's going to climb him like a tree

[specshroom]

Love knots. Love the idea of knotting. Like oh nooooooo, ig we HAVE to cockwarm and cuddle in each others warm embrace with your cock buried deep inside me. Ugh that sucksssss :((

[yandere-writer-momo]

Thinking about a Yandere vampire. Specifically, the beautiful kind that shape-shift into giant, humanoid bat creatures. The hopeless romantic vampire who cannot forget his human lover when he was once human…

Yandere Vampire who was oh so thrilled when you knocked at his door and shivered on his steps. What a scrumptious morsel you were! So soft and tender looking… he couldn’t wait to eat you. Your tears fell as you babbled about how you were thrown off your horse that was spooked by a pack of wolves and you ran towards his manor in hopes of safety. You were simply out looking for your lover. You were lucky to escape those damned werewolves! Those mangy mutts always laid their paws on most of the prey around here… which made you all the more scrumptious.

Yandere Vampire who invited you into his humble abode and ushered you into his living room to warm up at the fire. You couldn’t help but feel suspicious of his overly friendly smile and his incessant touching. Why did he dress up like he was from the Victorian era? And his accent was so thick… was he Romanian perhaps?

Yandere Vampire who gives you a fresh set of clothes and tells you that he has a spare room in the west end of the manor. You’re very grateful to him and even give him a soft smile that caused his chest to stir. When was the last time he’s had pleasant company? He couldn’t remember since it’s been so many years since a meal came to him…

Yandere Vampire who found himself sitting beside you as you asked him about his life. He was flattered that you showed interest in him. He didn’t find himself that interesting of an individual since he’s spent a millennium alone. Yet you seemed so happy to hear about his hobbies and book collection. The way your eyes sparkled and your cheeks flushed made him miss the days he was once human… but he could not let your human innocence enrapture his lonely heart. He must feast on you. It’s the way of living after all. No matter how strikingly similar your appearance was to the love his life.

Yandere Vampire who begins to feel more hesitant when you laugh and smile. Your mannerisms were so similar to a lover he had when he was human… it couldn’t be, right? There was no way they had returned to him… he was a monster now.

Yandere Vampire who sneaks into your room when you’re fast asleep. You were completely oblivious to the way his cold hands roamed your body as he dragged his fangs across your delicate neck. He’d make your death quick and painless… yet he couldn’t help but want to check to see if you really may be a reincarnation of his lover. What if you were? Would you be able to love him again?

Yandere Vampire who choked back a sob when he found a birthmark on your skin that was the same as his dead lovers. They were back to him… at long last, he wouldn’t be alone!

Yandere Vampire who leaves your room in a hurry in a cloud of black smoke. The vampire rushes to his room so he can stand on his balcony. His pale hands grab the metal rails as his body sprouts white fur and white bat wings spring from his back. He needed to feast but he wouldn’t feast on you. No, never you… his beloved.

Yandere Vampire who raids a nearby village and savagely feasts. He needed to build up his strength so he’d be able to turn you into a vampire as well! He couldn’t lose you again… not when he finally had you in his possession once more. He wondered if you’d remember him if he showed you all the portraits he had painted of you over the years.

Yandere Vampire who began to fantasize of all the ways he’d make love to you. Of how he’d litter your body with bite marks and bruises so you’d always have his ownership on you. Gods it made him breathless imagining being with you in this monstrous form. He wondered if yours would be more beautiful than his… he could hardly contain his excitement!

If only he was aware that you had a lover already who was his sworn enemy… a werewolf.

[rs-hawk]

Going INSANE thinking about this post by @curiousmons :

So here we go!!

Your Centaur Boyfriend being embarrassed when he explains he’s never cum before because he can’t reach “down there”. You’re stunned and ask why he hasn’t told you before. You tell him you’d have at least given him a handjob before now so he could get some release! He sheepishly tells you that he almost didn’t tell you at all because he’s worried he won’t last long and he doesn’t want to disappoint you.

After a soft heart to heart session, you explain that even if he doesn’t last long, at least you’ll be doing it together so it’ll be wonderful. The kissing starts off slow and soft with him stooping down and you on your tiptoes. Then him pulling off your shirt, and you eagerly finishing undressing yourself when he hesitates. He eases you onto your back on the soft (but itchy, not that you’d tell him) hay he made into a bed for you. His front legs are tucked under him as he goes back to kissing you, pumping his fingers in and out of you slowly.

Despite never having been with anyone before, he knows that his massive cock would hurt you if you’re not prepped, which is another reason you two had waited for so long. Now you could easily take his fingers, and you were already soaking wet for him. His cock is so hard that he’s already leaking precum and it’s almost painful. He wants to be inside of you so badly.

“Please,” you whisper, breaking the kiss to look up at him.

He bites his lip before nodding slightly. He stands back up and you adjust, pushing yourself into doggy style so it’s easier for him to push into you. You have to help guide him a bit since you have to be so far under him, but as soon as the tip of his cock is pushed inside of you, he starts going crazy.

He jerks his hips towards you, nearly impaling you with his massive cock in one thrust. You yelp, not expecting that sudden and deep of a movement, but you don’t pull away.

“I’m sorry baby. You feel so good. I’m sorry,” he groans as he continues to slam in and out of you, driving you into the floor.

His cock slams deep inside of you, stretching you out in the most delicious way. He bullies your cervix in a way you never thought possible, his hot and slick precum already coating your womb. You whimper, trying to find something to hold onto. When you start to squirm, he uses his front hooves to keep you in place, setting them lightly on you, of course not his full weight, just so he can continue to cram himself into you.

Once he’s close, his thrusting becomes more sporadic. He thrusts roughly and sloppily, almost pulling out in his haste to push back inside of you. You can feel him throbbing and pulsing inside of you, every thick inch of that cock stretching you out even more as he already was.

“You’re so good baby. So tight. So wet,” he whines, picking up the pace even more.

“Keep going,” is all you can manage to get out between the rough assaults on your body.

He complies until he crams himself as deeply as he can inside of you, pumping you full of hot, thick ropes of cum. You can feel it filling you, extending your stomach and spilling out onto your thighs and the floor under you even as he’s still deep inside of you.

His front legs tremble before he buckles them, pulling them off of you so he can support himself on them. You can hear his deep breathing and panting as he recovers, his cock still throbbing inside of you.

“That was amazing baby,” you sigh, almost dreamily, before you try to wiggle out from under him.

However, he’s already rutting into you, grinding his hips against yours with his cock still buried inside of you. “Just one more baby. Please please let me do it just one more time.”

[acomaflove]

Azriel: *sneezes and shadows come out of his nose*

Rhysand:

Amren:

Morrigan:

Cassian:

Feyre:

Nesta: ………So we are all just going to ignore that?

Cassian: Oh my bad; bless you, Azriel.

Nesta: THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT

[weremonsterteeth]

Werewolf boyfriend breeding you in your sleep.

The scent of your arousal coaxes him awake, blinking into consciousness with his snout resting atop your head as he softly squeezes your body which his arms have encaged against his. He noses your hair, breathing in deeply.

So fucking good.

You always smell great to him, but something about this is new. His hold around you tightens, pressing you closer to his chest. He doesn’t know when his hips began rutting slightly upwards into you, grinding his bare cock against your ass as it swells from its sheath. His hand seems to move with its own will, trailing down your body until he feels your wetness coating his digits and clinging to his fur. A sleepy, appreciative sigh leaves your parted lips at the contact.

How are you already this wet, little love?

His chest begins to rise and fall heavily, fanning warm huffs of air over your sleeping face. You look so peaceful. Free of this world, your mind was elsewhere and your body was left here with him. His to protect and to care for. His. Before he can think better of it, he’s slipping a finger into you, whimpering at the way your soft warmth takes him in.

You recently confessed your long-held fantasy about a scenario similar to the one currently playing out in your bed. He had asked for a bit of time to get used to the idea and you agreed excitedly, leaning in to tell him he can let you know when he’s ready by having you wake up covered in his cum. He’d sensed your sexual frustration building over the days.

Truthfully, he feels a bit embarrassed by what this is doing to him. Having you pliant and vulnerable to use as he pleases. He always makes sure to be careful with you, putting your pleasure before his own. He knows what it means for you to be with him and he isn’t sure how he would feel if you saw him like this: helplessly driven on by your scent, lapping the juices from his finger with a low growl before sinking it slowly back into your dripping cunt.

Not wanting to wake you, he watches your expression with half-lidded eyes as he pushes another digit into your entrance, carefully stretching you. Your brows turn up and your mouth falls slack, blissed out from whatever you’re dreaming while both his fingers curl up into you. He takes his time, completely hypnotized by the sight of you opening up just for him, taking everything he gives, loving the feeling of your wetness soaking into his fur. Your cunt squeezes around his fingers so sweetly. You nearly send him into an early rut when you start grinding your clit against his palm, easy breaths becoming labored as you unconsciously fuck yourself on his hand.

He can’t help it. He presses every bit of himself to you that he can, lining his dick up at your entrance. He needs more of you, needs to feel you, needs to be closer.

He slowly enters you with his length — inch by tortuous inch — until the knot near the base of his shaft nestles against you.

He tells himself he isn’t going to fuck you like this. It would be too selfish of him. He wants to be so good for you. He wants to see your eyes rolling when he's pounding into that spot that makes your speech slur, wants to tell you how perfect your pussy feels choking his knot and milking him for everything he's worth when he finally lets himself enter you completely.

You stir slightly, hips rolling in languid circles as you sigh contentedly and adjust your position. Just a few small movements have him gripping at the bedsheets and hoping you won't be too upset about having to replace them for a second time this month.

You're moving again, shifting back into him and securing your heat even more tightly against his knot. The friction elicits a loud groan from your lover.

Oh. Fuck.

Even like this, you’re acting so needy for him. Nose trailing up the back of your neck, held flush to the skin, breathing in your overwhelming scent again and again. It’s far too much. He grasps your hips and presses himself into you with a snarl.

Oh god. You smell like his fucking mate. It can't be his rut, the timing is way off. It's you.

Weeks worth of sex spent training you to take his full length and the stretch of his knot, cumming in you over and over to prepare your womb for his pups. As predicted, his little human took some time to adjust to the anatomy of their werewolf partner. However, he wasn’t expecting to be woken in the night by your empty cunt begging to be filled by him.

He has to hold himself back from fucking you awake when you start whining softly at his knot nudging your entrance, growling lowly as your wetness begins to cover the bulge at his base. All resolve dissipates with the realization that you crave him the same way he craves you. You were ready to be bred. To be his.

One arm encircles your middle, cradling you against his chest while the other keeps its  grip on your hip for leverage as he ruts into you. Your soft moans of pleasure intensify as he fucks you in a hurried rhythm.

You start to wake, surrounded by soft fur and dripping over your boyfriend’s cock. He knows he’s getting close when he feels himself throbbing inside of you as you curl your fingers into his fur and say his name with a sleepy, blissful sigh.

You’re so ready to be bred by him. He feels it in the way you clench around his cock, hears it when his knot bullies your entrance with every thrust - smacking and sucking against your wetness.

“Need to breed you. Just need to breed you.” 

He feels your cunt squeeze his cock in response. He cums hard with a brutal thrust, losing himself a bit as he empties his seed into you. A wide tongue leaves several drooling kisses over your cheek as the two of you share the post-sex warmth.

He looks down at his cum starting to spill out of you and whimpers pathetically, rubbing his muzzle along your jaw as you take careful, shaky breaths. You turn your worried gaze over your shoulder, searching for clues as to his distress. He thrusts into you once with a bit of force, panting as his knot pummels into you and rests halfway buried in your cunt.

“Please, I can’t. I-I mean — Fuck, baby I have to make sure it takes.”

Your cries are muffled as he presses you into the pillows and begins lapping at the back of your neck. “My love. My mate,” he pants out between licks, the feeling of his tongue soothing you through the sensation of being stuffed so much fuller than you ever thought you could take. He pulls your ass flush with his body as he forces his knot inside.

“Have to give you my pups. Make you so full.”

He bites down on the back of your neck and holds you there in his teeth as he empties more cum into you, fucking it deep. He needs to pound his cum into you until you’re pregnant, not stopping until he smells the change in your body and every bit of you reeks of him.

He has you cumming hard on his knot, still moving his hips back and forth desperately trying to keep fucking into you despite the snug fit of his knot filling you. His teeth leave your neck, but he doesn’t let up in his movements. He can feel you melting right back into honeyed pleasure when you come down and he wants to keep you right here, fuck you through orgasm after fo taking his cum so well. 

“Such a good little mate.”

Neither of you plan on returning to your dreams anytime soon. And you both agree your mate isn’t stopping even if hours of being bred do end up putting you back to sleep.

[sky-high-standards]

Yandere dragon x knight reader

Warning!!!: mild smut capturing

Just a twist on the yandere knight x dragon reader my single pringles~💜

Yandere dragon~ Who's the most feared dragon in all the land and has destroyed many Kingdoms with his wrath.

Yandere dragon~ Who, like any other dragon, collected precious and beautiful things and kingdoms would normally offer treasures in return for mercy and that's exactly what your kingdom did.

Yandere dragon~ Who soon got bored and displeased with the treasures offered and decided to take the princess instead and you had to rescue her since you're the most honored knight in the kingdom.

Yandere dragon~ Who was amused to see you demanding he release the princess. It was cute to see a tiny little knight facing the most feared dragon and he decided to toy with you for a bit before devouring you.

Yandere dragon~ Who was quite impressed with your skills but easily wore you out and was about to burn you to a crisp when suddenly your helmet fell off.

Yandere dragon~ Who is temporarily stunned by you. You were astonishing the most beautiful treasure he's ever come across.

Yandere dragon~ Who watches you ride away on your stead while he's distracted to safety his deep amber eyes lingering on your form.

Yandere dragon~ Who flies to your kingdom and makes s deal with the king, the princess in return you.

Yandere dragon~ Who grins at how the king immediate agreed and the villagers quickly give you to him and have you tied up so pretty like a gift on Christmas morning.

Yandere dragon~ Who shows you his human form in order to scare you a little less and in hopes it'll be easier for you to take him as your mate since he knows how captivating he is in that form.

Yandere dragon~ Who treats you like glass humans do tend to be quite fragile after all and he could never harm his little treasure.

Yandere dragon~ Who breeds you as soon as you warm up to him and makes sure to be extra gentle with you if he's just a little too rough he'll be sure to break you.

Yandere dragon~ Who covers you in jewels and rubies as a way to show you're his you didn't seem to like the love bites, but he still gives you some on occasion.

No one will ever harm you or our family my treasure…I'll make sure of it~

[blueberryxbloom]

♥︎ 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐞, 𝐃𝐨𝐯𝐞 ♥︎

[Bird-hybridbfxreader]

|Smut warning|

Read at your own risk since idk what other warnings beside smut to put.

Your boyfriend is a renowned bird-hybrid singer whose voice is unmatched. His voice has left many listeners awestruck worldwide and has been described as heavenly.

You always praise him and tell him that listening to him singing is like hearing an angel sing, but he remains humble and downplays his amazing abilities whenever he hears your compliments.

While also reassuring you of your own singing talent, telling you that you're the one that sounds like an angel as he thrusts deep inside you, making you feel like you're in heaven.

As he held firmly onto your waist, his lips gently trailed kisses along your shoulder.

"Mmm..you sing like an angel,"he murmured breathlessly. He continued to thrust deep inside you slowly with a steady rhythm, drawing out moans and gasps from you. "Your voice is heavenly and intoxicating. I want to hear more of your sweet melodies, my beautiful dove."

He thrusted harder and faster, driving you to moan louder with pleaure. "I know you can sing louder than that, dove," he said as his hand reached out to fondled your breast. "Sing louder for me. I can feel you getting closer to hitting that high note. Let your beautiful voice soar for me."

Each of his words and thrusts made you raise your voice, filling the room with your gasps and moans, a sweet melody that he loved and only he could hear.

"Mmm..that it", he encouraged, his voice filled with pleaure and adoration. "Let me hear how beautiful you can sing... Let it all out, dove".

Your hands grip the sheets, your knees trembled, and your body arched as you cried out his name, finally reaching your climax. He loved your voice, the feeling of you cumming around his massive cock, and the sight of you on all four while he fuck you from the back but wished he could see your beautiful face as he floated your inside with his cum.

As your face fell into the nears pillow, the last thing you heard was his gentle voice.

"You sang beautifully, my beautiful dove,"he said, his voice filled with tenderness and love. "I love you more than anything." With those words echoing in your mind, you drifted into dreamland.

Author ramble

I was listening to Brooklyn Baby,Religion, Tulsa Jesus Freak, Freak, A&W, Radio,... ect all by thee queen, Lana del Rey while writing this.

[deunmiu-dessie]

werewolf!ex-boyfriend who you've been out of a relationship for the last couple of months. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who can't get over you, who doesn't want to get over you. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who becomes dangerously obsessed with you, because you belong to him, he's already laid his claim on you. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who stalks you all over town. werewolf!ex-boyfriend thinking of ways to win you back. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who becomes desperate when you move on to someone else. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who follows you home from work one night. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who drags you into an empty alleyway, covering your mouth. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who whimpers and pleads, humping against your thigh. "just the tip, that's it. you don't mind, right?" ˙◠˙

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[monstersflashlight]

Okay , so, I have this request, it's sounds weird, but pls hear me out, werehusband who loves breast milk?, he purposely gets her pregnant, stealing her birth control pills and throwing them away, replacing them with aphrodisiac pills instead, then that night, when they passionate love, he keeps saying stuff like "I'm gonna your belly swell and round with my pups" and similar stuff like that, and it's no surprise when a month later she's pregnant, and in the middle of her pregnancy, her breasts grows large obvi, and they start producing milk, and werehusband just go feral, sucking on her breasts and slurping every last drop of her breast milk? Hope this request doesn't cross your boundaries! Tyy! ❣️

Hi anon! I like your idea, but I'm not the one for pregnancy and I don't really like the part about messing with ppl ability to choose over their own body. So I'm gonna pass on that part. For now I offer you short txt with non-pregnancy induced milking and some hucow fantasy. Hope you like it!

When you thought your werewolf husband was pretty vanilla on the sex department you were a bit disappointed. You thought werewolves would be more fun to play with, he got you off incredibly well... But it was bland. Just normal sex with a big husband. Which was fine, but you needed more, wanted more. But you couldn't ask, your husband was just vanilla. Or that's what you thought.

He loved your boobs, he loved them so much he was constantly groping them and pinching your nipples and sucking on them... If you were alone at home, chances were he was pulling up your shirt and sucking on your nipples. He did it all the time, and you didn't complain because he seemed to like it and it got you going. But after a few weeks your boobs started to feel heavy and weird. You thought it was because your period was approaching, but when you touched them under the spray of the shower, little drops of white liquid came out. You got scared and went to the doctor without alerting your husband. When the doctor informed you that you were milking everything clicked into place. He did it on purpose. He wanted you to produce milk. He wanted to suck your tits until they were big and heavy and you were leaking milk from your sore nipples. And you found that so fucking hot. The idea of feeding him your milk, of him being all over you because he wanted to drink your sweet nectar... Your pussy tingled thinking about it.

When you got home, he wasn't there, your boobs felt heavy and uncomfortable and so tender you wanted to cry. But when he got home? It was like a switch inside his brain turned on. He smelled the air and looked at you, baring his fangs and launching at you. He pushed you to the ground and ripped your shirt, sucking on your left breast like he was desperate, grunting and groaning, telling you how good it was as he changed between your boobs. You were seeing stars, you didn't know it could feel so good, so intense. Each pull of his mouth against your sensitive nipples was replicated on your pussy, your clit tingling. He made you cum just sucking your milk out, and when you were panting, he ripped a hole in your pants and pushed into you in one hard thrust. He fucked you ferally, grinding against your clit and making you scream. He knotted you for the first time, talking about how much he wanted to make you big with his pups. And when he emptied himself inside of you and got to pull out, he told you how hot you looked leaking milk from your breast and cum from your pussy, his perfect little human cow. His hucow.