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cemetaryg1rl · 1 year ago
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minors DNI. if you think you know me, dni.
BLOCK THE "DDDNE" TAG IF YOU'RE TRIGGERED BY AGE PLAY + AGE PLAY FAUXCEST. IT EXCLUSIVELY TALKS ABOUT CONSENTING ADULTS PRETENDING.
ftm fagdyke. 19. primarily t4t, will talk to cisqueers though. everything you see here is purely fantasy. pfp is not me.
kinks & things youll see here: fauxcest, puppy/kitty play, intox, (only with other trans people) orientation&gender play. probably more.
hard limits: scat, pregnancy, diapers, super young age play. you can follow if you're into this stuff, just don't talk to me directly about it. next is not an uncomfortable limit, just not interested, but i dont talk about receiving anal.
dont interact: minors, raceplay, lgbt+ exclusionist, people who interact with minors
i use words people would consider feminine for my anatomy.
the tag "💉🩸" is for a person/idea of a person. someone hypothetical into the same shit as me. come be the real "💉🩸" for me ;3
don't send pics unprompted. i dont send pics atm
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barleyo · 5 months ago
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678-999-8212.
Real Dad! Leon Kennedy X F! Reader (smut)
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A/N: part two for my last fic!! ermmmm once again ily if you know the title's reference :3 this is a short addition too but idk i don't think part one required a super long part two! please read the tags, leon is mean in this one :c
Part One: here
Tags: incest (daddy-daughter), age gap (21-50s), degradation, choking, hate-sex, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, non-con, striking/smacking of the face, alcohol mention
Wordcount: 1k
Leon had never driven this fast before. To hell with every red light in his way, he needed to get home. Foot sat firmly on the gas pedal, inching further and faster the more he thought about the series of events that led him here. 
His daughter was an absolute slut. How many men had you 'entertained' like that before? How many filthy calls had you made to men who were possibly even older than himself? More than that— how had he fallen into your trap? 
He made a silent promise to himself to put the bottle down, seeing as it left him in that situation. A promise that was an empty one, but it offered him solace in the moment as he pulled into his driveway. 
Leon's feet struggled against the pavement. He was still unbearably drunk and dizzy, now with added anger and unfounded horniness. He felt gross, disgusted by the erection popping in his slacks, but he couldn't help it. He was fathering a damn siren, and god did you know what you were doing. Your sickening voice, overly sweet moans, and your slick and noisy cunt that cried for him over the phone. It was all too much.
"You fucking slut!"
Leon had never been a rough dad. He wasn't a yeller, not one for heavy discipline. After his unfortunate discovery about you, though? He was quick to slam the front door shut and run up the stairs, feet clashing against each step with a violent speed. 
Whatever you had been watching on your television was quickly shut off when you heard his tone. You scampered under your blankets and feigned sleep. You had zero clue what he was on about, but you knew it would turn ugly just by the sheer anger in his voice. He couldn't yell at a sleeping beauty like you, could he? 
Yes, obviously he could and would. Stubborn old man.
"I know you aren't asleep," Leon spat, ripping the covers off of you. You stayed still, breath pausing in your chest. "Don't act innocent, brat."
Fine, so there was no escaping this. Damn it, what was this all about?
You begrudgingly relented and opened your eyes. Arms crossed defensively over your chest, an equal mix of fear and discomfort on your face as you scanned over your dad. 
You took in everything about him. His eyebrows were drawn together. His jaw was clenched tight enough that you thought it could pop at any minute. Fists balled up at his sides. Eyes dark. Dick hard— oh. Oh?
"You wanna tell me what you were doing earlier? Any specific calls y'made?" 
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"Say it."
You had never heard your father speak so roughly, and anything close to the tone he used was never directed towards you. You were his sweet girl, daddy's baby forever. Now, though, each slam of his hips into yours made you feel like a cheap whore. 
"It's not true," you said. "I'm not a slut! I'm not, I promise."
You felt his large hand's grip over your neck tighten. Tears were threatening to spill, to run down your red, stinging cheek where the mark of his hand was freshly placed. You held it in. Daddy told you not to cry, that you had no right to. 
"Was just a mistake. I'm sorry!"
"Yeah, real convincing." Leon sneered down at you. It stung more than the unrelenting thrusts, more than the way his palm met your cheek. He never looked at you like that, like you were nothing. You wanted it to stop. "I didn't raise you to be a whore. You think you're fuckin' grown, huh? Showing off for whoever rings you up like some call-center bitch?"
You wanted to kick and cry, but the words stopped in your chest. Shameful wails sprouted from you. It was all true, every word he said.
"I just wanted attention," you were finally able to make out, despite the ever firmness of his hand around your throat. "I'm sorry, I'll never do it again. Promise."
Deep down, Leon felt awful for treating you like this. He tried to reason with himself. You needed to learn. How could you learn from a 'mistake,' as you called it, without a proper punishment? He was doing the right thing. He was sure of it. He couldn't have a whore-daughter, at least not such a shameless one. 
"Yeah? How's it feel now? You're getting all the attention you want now. Not enough for you, greedy bitch?"
Thankfully for you, he released you from the chokehold he had you in. He internally winced at the already forming bruise he left. His hands found your lower stomach and he pushed down. Hard. 
"There you go. Feel every bit of my cock."
God, he was so mean. His head knocked into your cervix roughly, no regard for your pleasure. It hurt, but the friction of his girthy cock dragging against your abused walls helped a little. 
Small flutters of pleasure peaked through the rough treatment, making it semi-worth it. Maybe if you came, if you focused real hard on getting over the edge, then maybe you could forget his awful words.
He wasn't nearly that nice, though. He kept grumbling under his breath, spitting out vile insults about you. Even as his voice cracked, he couldn't help but let his hips stutter forwards into you, whispering the harshest things. 
With a final, especially rough thrust, he came. He didn't bother to pull out, he didn't even try. Rather, he burrowed further into your sore walls and marked you with his seed, claiming you like the territory you were. 
As you tried to pull away, feeling utterly used and unsatisfied, you felt his strong arms yank you back. 
"Where do you think you're going?" 
His face softened a little. Good, at least he wasn't scowling at you any more. 
"We aren't done...?"
"Not even close." He pushed your legs back, resting them over his shoulders. "Whores don't get breaks. We aren't done until I'm good and fucking satisfied."
He leaned down, dipping his head so he could spit. He watched the dribble of saliva coat your hole. 
"If you aren't gonna be my good girl anymore, the least you could do is put out."
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cosmiceres · 22 days ago
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Big brother dressing me up as his pretty little doll, keeping me nice and pretty for him to use whenever he wants <3 don’t need to think because big brother says pretty little dolly’s have no reason to hnggggggffg
Dress me up and make me cockwarm you, big bro
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quietsophie · 10 days ago
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"Please stop. Don't. Oh god. Oh god please. I'm sorry. Don't do this. Don't push. No please. Don't keep pushing. You're too big. Don't put it in. I can't take it.
"Oh God. Oh Jesus. Oh God save me. God please don't let Daddy r4p3 me. God please. Stop him please. Stop! Stop!! Oh God please. God please make my Daddy pull out!
"Oh my God. Daddy you're too deep. Please don't keep pushing Daddy. So deep. Oh fuck. You're so deep. No no no, I'm... Please don't make me cum Daddy."
"Oh God. Please don't Daddy. Oh fuck, please no. Don't make me cum on you Daddy. Oh God oh God oh..."
"I'm sorry. It's way too much. Daddy's cock is so big. I didn't mean to cum all over you. I'm so sorry. I couldn't stop it. Please don't hurt me"
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forwhomthebaeltolls · 18 days ago
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So I'm gay and queer all the way through but I loooove the idea of being young and having a few toxic views. I don't hate gay people but I'm not gay and I think its totally gross! When my big brother comes out as bi id probably tease him about it all the time
God, I want him to get tired of it one day and invite me to hang out with him and smoke some weed. He baits me into getting suuuper high and then just starts pulling my pants off. I'd try and stop him but I'm so fucking high that all I can really do is ask him to stop. I wanna see my big brother on his knees for me, his hand on my cock encouraging it to get hard.
“Stop touching me I'm not a fag!” “no? Then why are you getting hard?” I can't help it; his hands feel so good and my mind is so fuzzy. I look away as he starts stroking me but when I feel his mouth on me I can't help the way my breath hitches. His mouth feels like heaven and I'm trying so so hard not to moan. I'm getting breathless but as I start getting close he pulls away “Wouldn't cumming from getting your dick sucked by a guy make you a fag? I should stop right? Since you're not a fag.”
I let out a breath of frustration at him pulling away more than his words “Fuck, bro, please?” I'm so high and hard my pride is gone. He starts stroking my cock lazily “Sure! Once you admit you're a fag,”my hips are bucking into his hand, but he won't speed up. All I can think about is getting my brothers mouth back on my cock “ok fine! I'm a faggot. You happ-” my words die on my tongue as he takes me in his mouth again. My hands are tangled in his hair as I start rutting into his mouth desperately. “Ffffuck…cumming” I choke out before shooting ropes in his mouth
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sadisticyouko · 3 months ago
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omg I know I don’t need any more wips but I just thought of stepcest with yandere kurama PLEEEAASE I would get canceled SO fast but it’d be so dirty and wrong and I just love it 😭😭💕
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cemetaryg1rl · 1 year ago
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ohhhh my fauxcest kink is going crazy tonight. fantasizing out loud a bit under the cut
im high and listening to my favorite album.. just thinking about having a bad older brother or sister. or sibling. whatever words. giggling, thinking about getting high with my big sibling and making out with them. they don't know it's my first kiss, they just think im unpracticed, and they don't know how into hot it makes me until im in their lap, whining into their mouth, grinding my clit against their cock. it's hard to get enough friction, there's too many layers between us, but i'm soooo sensitive, such a needy boy, im convinced i can get off like this if i try hard enough... my sibling notices though and stops kissing me, smiles at how i whine and try to get their lips back on mine, and calls me out for how horny just a little kissing got me. how wrong this is, how disgusting i am for letting my sibling get me high and kiss me and for how wet this must be getting me.. im a gross little brother for them! i want them to pull their cock out and push my shorts and panties aside, push their dick in my wet pussy and laugh at how quick i am to take it all and start grinding again.. ohhh i want my sibling to fuck me hard when my high starts to peak and make me go until i can't anymore.. take your little brother's virginity and cum in its pussy, please!
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missperfectlyfinewrites · 1 year ago
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open: to any muse 21+ possible connections: husband/wife, child (step/full), friend of a friend, former pageant colleague, current pageant student, friend of a family member, family member of a friend, boyfriend/girlfriend of one of her kids, etc. muse: elena mendes / late forties / retired pageant queen & model, current pageant coach & mom / switch - flirty, momma bear, protective, sweet. plot: elena is comforting your muse about something, but their focus is..on her boobs..obviously. she decides thats one way to comfort them..happy to discuss.
"Sweetheart, what's the matter?
Elena set her cup of coffee down onto the counter, head tilting as she took in their appearance. They seemed unsettled, almost upset, which bothered Elena. She never liked to see people upset, her momma bear personality kicking into action.
She rounded the counter, a little oblivious to the ways her breasts bounced in her red blouse, giving them a sympathetic smile. "You know you can talk to me at any time, right? I'm a great listener."
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libraryofdesire · 1 year ago
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🌻 open to: females. 🌻 connection: young wife/girlfriend, daughter, step daughter, sister in law. 🌻 muse: theodore "theo" edwards. 55-60. dominant. heterosexual. retired cop. protective & controlling.
"and what time do you call this?"
the placement of theodore's armchair in the front room is a strategic one. good view of the television, but also near the front door, allowing him to hear every squeak of the floor board or jingle of keys at the front door. if she thought she was being subtle, she wasn't. he'd agreed to let her go out if she came back by curfew. he had thought he'd be reasonable, treat her to a night with her friends because she had behaved lately. that had clearly been a mistake, as eleven pm had come and gone. he could have predicted this, really, give the girl an inch and she'll take a mile but was it so wrong that he wanted to have some faith in his girl? apparently so.
he lifted the remote, lowering the volume of the sitcom that was blaring in the background, eyes not leaving her, scanning the outfit that she had insisted on wearing, as his fingers remained curled tightly around his whiskey glass.
"don't ignore me, young lady."
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quietsophie · 22 days ago
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Tell me the fantasy you're ashamed to admit baby girl. I want to use it against you 😈
idk if it's what ur expecting but lately I like thinking about a man who fucks me in front of his own father and lets his dad coach him through the best ways to fuck me deep so I'll get pregnant. honestly getting shared between a guy and his dad in general is so hot
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trashogram · 11 months ago
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This blogger has Daddy Issues. I’m warning the ppl that just followed so if you don’t like it, now you know.
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prettyboykatsuki · 1 year ago
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I don't kink shame people bc I'm a freak too but a piss kink... 😟 yeah I'm judging you full on
thats crazy cause i wanna make megumi piss his pants in a public place and fuck him about it
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brettdoesdiscourse · 1 year ago
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I love when takes have 0 nuance. (sarcasm)
Incest can be a kink. Anything can be a kink. The answer to the question of, "is incest a kink?" is not yes or no. It's sometimes, it's maybe, it's it can be, it's it depends.
It's not a good idea to treat things like this as black and white because it's not a black and white issue.
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satellites-halo · 10 months ago
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For the love of god if ur into/try to justify actual real incest IRL please block me and stop putting that shit on my feed for the last time oh my god 😭
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missperfectlyfinewrites · 1 year ago
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open to: any muse 21+, taboo & toxic encouraged for this plot. possible connections: relative (step/full), relative of a friend, friend of a relative, etc. muse: lacey andrews (more commonly known as lacey lane in the industry) / early twenties / adult entertainment stair / submissive / sweet , fun and sexy! lacey is rather well known in the industry and doesn't see any shame in her career plot: on a family summer vacation, she's stumbled across somebody watching one of her videos..who really shouldn't be looking at it. maybe they wanted to be caught? happy to discuss.
Lacey paused in the doorway, looking a little surprised. When she'd heard noises down the hallway, she had assumed that she was certainly catching them in the act of something, but didn't expect to see her face and body plastered across the screen. Lacey knew she was probably watched on the computer screen of thousands but catching them in the act, well that was something she would have never expected.
"So, is this how we spend summer break?" Lacey took a few steps into the room, white sundress swinging around her thighs, head tilted to the side.
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haikish · 3 months ago
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She said it holding my hand
I love you the most
More than all my lost lovers
Moreso than your dad
Yet they chose each other first
She said it cupping my cheek
More than my own two parents
Before you, there was no one
I love you the most
As if I was something new
She said it gazing at me
She said with slow breath
I will always love you most
Her cheeks reddening
I asked just what that meant
Her eyes shot downward
She coughed, "platonically."
She let go of my hand then
She never picked it back up
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