#nsft cw //

[sn4pping]

With    one    hand,    Keyla    supported    herself    on    the    mattress    below    her.    Passionately,    she    moved    her    lips    against    his,    biting    down    his    bottom    lip    gently    and    tugging    on    his.    High-pitched    moans    fell    from    her    lips,    her    hot,    wet    walls    clenched    around    his    cock,    her    body    quivered.    ❝Fuck.    Daddy....yes...yes    right    there!”

Those words from Keyla made an effect on Edmund for sure as he started to make her jump up and down on his cock as he could feel her legs getting loosened around his legs but he didn't care as his grip around her is firm as he kissed her with more passion and his thrust gets deeper with each time. "Yes babygirl I'm gonna do that"

[hierophililamb]

✧House of Worship✧

Tags/CW: religion, sacrilege, blasphemy, dubcon, internal genitalia, FxM, reader has internal genitalia, non-explicitly gendered reader, ‘cunt’ used

Your mind runs dizzy with unrealised guilt—seeking forgiveness for your life's many sins. Where else would you turn but the one place you have yet to try?

My first work on this blog! Please feel free to leave (constructive) criticisms. Full work under the read more:

I come to the church on a cold, dark evening. I’d never set foot in a place of worship until now, my mind racing with that incessant, desperate need for forgiveness. I push the heavy doors open, the warm space a stark contrast to the blustering winds outside.

I take a seat in the pews, somewhere towards the back. I haven’t earned a spot at the front… My eyes dart around the space—uncertain and ever-incredulous. I know I have no business being here, but I can’t bring myself to leave.

The sound of approaching footsteps alert me to his presence. I look up, my gaze darting over his black robes, his white collar, and eventually up to his face…that perfect face…

He asks if I need help, and I say I’m not sure. I’m not sure of much of anything at all. I tell him it’s my first time in a church, and he grins a sly smirk, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly. He motions to a door off the side of the sanctuary, and I follow just a few paces behind. We enter the vestry, and he gestures to the desk, encouraging me to take a seat.

Maybe we talk for a bit. Maybe I tell him about all that ails me. It isn’t long before he’s speaking of atonement and repentance—words I had no knowledge of. I ask him what they mean, and he takes my trembling hand in his. Within minutes, he has me on my knees learning to pray. He recites a line, and I repeat it back to him—on and on until I have them etched into my memory.

“Now,” he murmurs, coming behind me and looming over me, setting a possessive hand on my shoulder, “Say the whole thing.”

I start, reciting what I remember. At my first bluster, he takes me by the hair, pushing me forward until my face is pressed against the scratchy fibres of the carpet. He pulls my hips up…up…up… until they’re high in the air, my skirt doing little to cover the soft curve of my ass.

“Again.” he demands.

And again I begin reciting the prayer, barely making it through the first few lines before I once again stutter. The sharp smack of his hand against my ass makes me cry out, my eyes clenching shut. I grit my teeth, my mind racing.

“F-Father, I’m not sure—” Smack!

“You will not speak until you can recite the Lord’s Prayer by heart. Every time you mess up, you’ll be spanked, and you’ll start again. Now, from the top.”

I start, my voice unsteady as my fingers grasp at the carpet. My nails dig into the old, matted carpet. “O-our Father…who art in Heaven… H-Hallowed be thy name… T-til’ kingdom come…thy will be done… In… I-In Heaven—” Smack!

“Again.” 

Over and over, I repeat the prayer. By my eighth attempt, I’ve managed to get through the prayer, but the priest is far from finished. I feel a heavy hand grip at the hem of my skirt before it lifts over my ass, exposing the damp stain on my panties beneath.

“Oh… And what is this, my child…?” The priest muses, his hand tracing over the ever-growing dark spot. I shiver under his touch, my body instinctively arching against it. “My poor little lamb… All those meddlesome thoughts keeping you from reaching salvation…”

As he continues to stroke my sensitive slit over my panties, I feel myself coming undone. With every light touch, my body shudders in response, eliciting a series of whimpering moans. 

“Please… please, Father…” I beg, though I’m not sure what I’m begging for. Salvation? Relief? Atonement?

“That’s it, little lamb. Beg your Father for forgiveness. This is your penitence.” He lowers himself to his knees, undoing his robes as he takes my hips in his hands. He takes the hem of my panties, pulling them down to my knees and savouring the sight of my dripping, swollen cunt.

“Father… forgive me…” The words leave my lips like a prayer, soft and shaking.

“Start from the top, little lamb.”

I begin to recite my prayers as he lines himself up against my core, teasing my slick opening with the tip of his aching cock. “That’s it…” he coos, “once again…”

I do as he asks, sharply inhaling as he pushes into me. “F-fuck!”

“Ah-ah… Watch your language. This is a house of worship.” He punctuates his phrase with a hard thrust, bottoming out against my cervix. Christ looks down on me from his cross behind the altar and I wonder if what they say about his pity is true. The priest presses into me slowly, like the angel Gabriel feeding his spear into the mouth of a serpent. Each motion causes my body to lock up and submit. “Let’s try this again. From the beginning.”

My breath is  shallow as I feel God’s servant stretching me out. The holy man pulls himself out of me, keeping my lips spread wide. Exposed in this place of worship, he inspects my pulsing hole for the sins that hide within me. I am nothing but a vessel of penitence. He descends down into my body again, this time, with more speed and vigour. I could not bring myself to recite the holy words he demanded.

“Please Father, have mercy on my body.” “No mercy for the wicked. Confess and repent.” I felt him begin to swell as I soaked his cock in the warm wet velvet of my lust. 

He stirred my insides up, as though his body was trying to force the devil out of every crevasse. It was then when my mind went into a trance while the world around me dissolved. The words slipped out as though some spirit within took hold of  my tongue.

“Again.” he demanded as he grabbed the scruff of my neck, pulling me up to face the crucifix. I recited the prayer again, with less hesitation. “Again.” Three times he commanded my voice, and three times I obeyed. I felt my retribution coming in the form of his swelling shaft.

“Father forgive me.” I whimpered.

“Do you want to feel the grace of God, child?” His breath too became shallow.

“Please Father, I need it!”

“You want to feel his love filling you up?” His swelling stretched me to the brink.

“Father.” I could say nothing else before the Lord’s servant forced warm ropes of his blessing into my sinful slit. His forgiveness spilled out of me and down my thigh, pure and white like the wings of an angel.

[twelve-thousand-pizzas]

There is no greater post nut regret than the kind you get after nutting to the thought of the most concerning ass frightening ass creepypasta character and then just laying there and fully realizing what you’ve done. Yeah.

[shiutsu]

2 extremes of aro ocs I have:

the aroace one(s) are completely repulsed/ avoidant/ignorant by sex & activities alike

& the alloaros are always horny.

[loubella77]

Free OF with pay per post nudity

DMs open for clients with cashapp/venmo/Google play/some gift cards.

[omenfailure]

Morgott moans when you kiss him. Send tweet

[kiigan]

just imagining the horrific buzzkill of itachi doing oral, pausing, and then coughing up blood like 'no it's okay that happens when my blood pressure rises'

...omg this should NOT be funny! 😂

It would definitely not stop Itachi, he's committed enough. And have you seen how pretty he looked in the battle with Sasuke when he was literally dying? Bonus points if his partner is into bloodplay, even!

[sn4pping]

Damon    was    probably    the    only    person    in    the    world    who    was    lucky    enough    to    see    this    side    of    her.    On    the    outside,    Cassie    tried    to    keep    up    the    facade    of    a    normal    woman.    But    she    loved    inflicting    pain    and    listening    to    her    victims    beg    for    their    lives.    Then    again,    she    loved    feeling    pain    way    too    much.    It    made    her    feel    alive,    something    no    one    else    could    possibly    understand.    She    glanced    over    her    shoulder    at    Damon.    "Yes.    Yes,    I    need    it,    please,"    she    gasped    desperately,    not    expecting    him    to    comply    so    quickly.    But    the    hard,    painful    slaps    on    her    bare    bottom    felt    like    heaven.    Sharp,    stinging    pain    coursed    through    her    entire    body    as    she    jerked    forward    a    little.    Each    slap    made    her    moan    louder    and    louder.    Her    skin    ached    and    flushed    a    bright    red.    "Fuck,    yes,    sir."    She    gasped,    looking    over    her    shoulder    out    of    the    corners    of    her    eyes    as    he    grabbed    her    hair.    Both    of    her    hands    curled    around    the    sheets    beneath    her.    The    pain    that    followed    was    far    worse    than    the    spanking.    Cassie    arched    her    back,    closed    her    eyes,    and    sucked    in    a    hard    breath.    The    ring    of    muscles    quivered    and    clenched,    trying    to    adjust    to    his    thick    girth    being    forced    inside    her.    It    felt    intense    and    strange.    There    was    pain,    but    she    loved    it.    "Fuck!!!    You're    so    big!    So    fucking    big."

THEY  WERE  PUSHING  BEYOND  THEIR boundaries,  going  past  the  limits  of  their  usual  roughness.  perhaps,  this  was  the  real  cassie,  delighted  to  hurt  and  get  hurt.  he  looked  down  and  met  her  gaze  briefly,  seeing  the  lust  and  desire  in  her  eyes.  an  amused  smirk  curled  his  lips.  ❝we  can  make  it  painful.  is  that  what  you  want,  you  masochistic  whore?❞  he  noticed  how  she  pressed  her  throat  against  the  blade,  seeking  that  pain.  she  was  clearly  excited  at  the  prospect  of  this  being  painful.  he  was  more  than  happy  to  grant  her  her  twisted  wish.  he  let  go  of  the  knife  and  placed  it  on  the  side  when  she  turned  on  her  knees  and  lowered  her  body.  following  her  request  to  slap  her,  he  delivered  harsh  spanks  after  spanks  against  her  ass  cheeks.  he  stopped  at  the  seventh  hit,  her  skin  turning  red.  gathering  her  blonde  locks  into  a  ponytail,  he  pulled  her  hair  and  mounted  her  from  behind,  slipping  his  cock  into  her  ass  without  warning  and  invading  her  tight  hole.

[chiott]

i think i'm ovulating so someone best come put a baby in me before i commit a heinous crime

[switch-puppygirl]

the best part of riding my love and facing him is watching his smile fade away and his face gets red and his breath get heavy and then he grabs my hips firmly and help me move up and down and and

[pinkopaqued]

kurt.......... unfortunately a man of every kink

[kurthorton-moving]

i am once again thinking ab kurt getting fisted thank you

[lunarisdog]

Lovelock, do you truly want me ?

 Warlock doesn't understand the necessity in Micah asking it this . Sharp growl leaves it only desiring so much more of xyr beloved sun , its thick cock aching deep in xyr tight heat . Saliva strings drip over Micah's chest , xyr hips held in claws that pierce through fragile vessel skin . Crescent marked ⅋ teeth bitten all over the body with star freckles ⅋ old scars , a multi reminder given from here on bed at night to the world ⅋ the universe that Micah is MINE / MINE / MINE ─ Warlock attempts to pull Micah closer even as its hips are firm pressed against xem . It pushes its weight on xem ⅋ Its claws flex , clawing , grabbing , MINEMINEM ─ ❝ Yes , yes , yes , ❞ a hushed promise given from the horrible moon , heavy with a painful knowing that these words will never be enough to answer xyr question . Time passes more in deeper burning ⅋ Warlock is beginning to understand now : Micah wants it to worship xem as the stars above shines and the nearby sea sings . Warlock snaps its hips into fucking Micah now , its teeth ⅋ claws creating more vivid memories beneath xyr flushed skin , all raging out of endless life ⅋ light ⅋ love ─ I want to build a home in your ribcage for me to stay , I want to split your heart in half so I can cherish the remain , I want to devour you whole for you can be safe with me , I want us to bleed for our bloods to intertwine , I want to be your own life ⅋ death , I want to be your lover ⅋ executioner , I want you as my sun while I am your moon ─ ❝ I want you , Micah , I love you , ❞ Warlock growls louder ⅋ fucks xem with more strength , its hand gently on xyr pelvis that keeps its seeds so well for it . A whimper escapes the monster , held in starlight , ❝ I love you forever . ❞

[omenfailure]

Checking r/EldenRing is always such a bad idea, everyone there is suffering from some cerebral oxygen deficit. People are still going at the pedo-incest Mohg shit.

I get that would be the average, normie perception of Mohg. But please, there is more nuance to him and morals in the Lands Between are vastly different from ours. These people will moan at him kidnapping Miquella for the sole reason to sodomize him. Very telling of their character.

[kupieluv]

Do guys fantasize about just eating a girl out or what?

[charlie69]

Edmund's hands wrapped around her waist and made sure she stayed firm on her hands as his cock had been stretching her out. "Yes baby just like that, moan for daddy...I'm gonna stretch that pretty pussy of yours" he whispered as he captured her lips once again. "You like that don't you?"

Those words from Keyla made an effect on Edmund for sure as he started to make her jump up and down on his cock as he could feel her legs getting loosened around his legs but he didn't care as his grip around her is firm as he kissed her with more passion and his thrust gets deeper with each time. "Yes babygirl I'm gonna do that"