#swollen testicle

[nancykhemchandani]

Testicular Pain: Causes, Treatment & When to See a Doctor

Worried about testicular pain? Learn about common causes, treatment options, and when to see a doctor. Get expert advice for fast relief and peace of mind.

[velourmobius]

Fully tamed

mdni. 18+ content

resumé: f!reader helps sylus find out a new kink..or more. c:

tags: dirty talking, blowjob, mentions of good girl and good boy, soft cbt (is that even a thing?), cowgirl, choking (erotic asphyxiation), mentions of spit and anal play, sylus may or may not have a pain kink

pairing: sylus x reader

word count: 1.4 words

a/n.: this was written during my work shift yesterday. i was fed ideas and had to deliver so this isn’t proofread. first sylus fic on here! 😏

Sylus’s grip on your hair was firm and gentle, just like him. Your hands were splayed on his thighs, muscles rippling under his skin while he moved your head on his cock. Your knees were sore, but it didn’t matter when it came to pleasing your boyfriend. From the moment you felt his hardon pressing up against your backside at the ball you attended together, you knew you’d end up in this exact position for the third time this week.

“You’re doing so good for me, kitten. Come on, take more into your pretty little mouth.” He punctuated his words, pushing your head down until your lips were wrapped around the base of his thick length. Your nostrils were tickled by the trimmed dark silver hair on his navel. “Good girl.” He purred, rolling his hips into your mouth while you tighten your grip on his thigh. You let one of your hands slide up his thighs, then between his legs where you gripped his balls, rolling them in your hands while he slowly dragged your head up.

Sylus loved seeing his cock glistening, covered in a perfect mix of his precum and your saliva. “You look ravishing like this, sweetie. In your rightful place.” He praised, pushing you back down on his length and establishing a rhythm. There’s nothing you loved more than when he would be greedy like this, using you to fulfill his own selfish desires while you squirmed and begged to be filled up to the brim with him.

His controlled expressions were a thing of the past; his cheeks reddened by his arousal, lips swollen from all the kissing and biting while he breathed harshly. His eyes though, carefully watched your every movement. His ruby eyes were filled with lust and adoration, fortunate that his beloved had come back to his embrace. “Fuck.” He rasped, tucking his bottom lip between his teeth. Sylus closed his eyes, feeling the pleasure coiling up in his abdomen and leaking salty precum into your mouth.

A dark look passed in your eyes, the hand that fondled his balls tightening up around them while you kept your eyes fixed on his face. His eyes threatened to pop out of his skull, hips jolting at the pain from your harsh squeeze. “Kitten.” He growled, with no real anger behind it. Furthermore, you could feel that he’d gotten harder from this. To test your theory, you squeezed them again and watched with wide eyes as Sylus threw his head back, a low moan spilling out of his lips. This time though, you were sure he loved it.

His breathing had quickened up, growing more shallow with every passing moment. Hearing no protest from him, you continued to squeeze and fondle his testicles while you felt his grip on your hair tightening up. “Aah, kitten. Keep going, my love.” Sylus moaned, eyes squeezed shut. His thighs were trembling, muscles straining while he tried to keep himself at bay. Not guiding your head anymore, you bobbed it up and down with a satisfied hum.

The taste and smell of him was enough to get all the hair on your body to stand up, his musk and cologne making you dizzy with him. You rubbed your plush thighs together, looking for some friction for your neglected pussy after you soaked through your panties. With a harsh tug that made you wince, Sylus pulled you off his throbbing erection and crushed his lips against yours. He shoved his tongue into your mouth, tasting himself on it with a satisfied hum.

He helped you straddle his lap, pushing your panties to the side before pressing his leaking head against your clenching hole. “ Good girl.” He said, tight grip on your hips as he pulled you down on him. Moans escaped both of your mouths, your wetness allowing for his cock to sink into you smoothly until you could feel the tip pressing up against your cervix. The fluttering and pulsing of your wet hole around his shaft made his signature smug smirk curl his lips, pressing a kiss against your head.

“You’re so good for me, sweetheart. I just pushed in and you’re already cumming for me? How eager.” Sylus teased, barely giving you time to recover from your orgasm that was still wrecking you and already bouncing you on his lap. Your hand gripped his broad shoulders, your stiletto nails digging into his skin. “Ahh..Haah, fuck, Sylus.” You cried out, riding him slowly. Each time you sunk, you could feel himself press against that spot that made you see stars.

“What is it, my love? Use your words, kitten.” Sylus cooed, pressing a kiss on your forehead. “F-feels good...” It didn’t take much for you to become a babbling mess, saying his name like it was a prayer while you fucked yourself on his cock. Sylus let you do as you pleased, his breathing ragged. He watched you attentively, drinking in the sight of you coming undone on his cock. Your pussy clenched down hard around him, making his breath stutter as he felt the rhythmic pulsing around him again while you let out a broken moan.

“You’re so good for me, sweetie. Did that feel nice? Do you love cumming like this around my cock?” Sylus mewled, petting your head while you bit down on his shoulder. He didn’t give you time to answer, tilting his hips in a different angle and making you rock against him. Both your moans filled his living room, your hips continuing on doing the work as he peppered your face with his loving kisses. His hands were everywhere, his caresses making your body shudder with excitement.

Your mind was hazy, pleasure overwhelming your senses. His cock was constantly pressing against your sweet spot, rendering you barely able to put a sentence together or give any small retort to Sylus’s teasing. “You’re so good for me, fucking yourself on me even though you can barely talk. How pathetic.” His smirk was irritating yet so attractive. All you wanted was to wipe that smug smirk off his face.

Rotating your hips in circles earned you a series of curses and low groans from Sylus. Gazing into the abyss of his eyes, your hands slid from his shoulders to his neck. Your slender fingers wrapped around his neck, squeezing the area while you continued to grind on him. You noticed something unfamiliar, something weak flickering in his eyes before it vanished.

Stilling yourself, you felt his cock throb inside of you. He never pushed your hand off and his breathing quickened up. Tentatively, you pressed harder against his neck and listened to his breathing hitch as you slowly fucked yourself on his shaft once more, keeping your grip tight on him. Sylus’s mouth dropped open, eyebrows knitted together while his face gradually turned redder. Maybe you’d regret your words but in that moment, you just had to let him know what you had in mind.

“Should’ve known. The leader of Onychinus loves getting choked, huh? You’re so perfect like this, Sylus. I wonder how else I can get you to be such a good boy for me?” You moaned into his ear, biting on his earlobe and feeling his grip on you get tighter, fingers digging into your soft skin. He let out a pitiful choked off moan at your words, his forehead pressed against your shoulder. His mind was growing more hazy by the second, truly rendered unable to banter with you like he loved to do so.

“Should I choke you more often? Or maybe you’d want me to slap you?” You gasped, your breathing growing more shaky as you felt yourself rocketing toward climax again. “I could spit on you, yeah, that’d be so fucking hot. Or maybe, just maybe, you want me to push a finger or two in your tight hole.” You gasped, squeezing harder around his neck.

Sylus let out an absolutely guttural moan, pulling you impossibly closer to him while his body shuddered. “Please..” His raspy voice uttered, the carnal desire for this reflected in his eyes. To see your usual dominant lover be reduced to this made you pause your grinding, grinning at him while you felt him swell inside of you. “You’re such a good boy, Sylus.” You whispered, pressing a kiss on his ear.

Loosening your grip on his neck, he took a deep breath while he held you tightly as he let out a series of soft whines and absolutely sexy moans for your ears only. His cock pulsed inside of you, his release filling you up in powerful spurts and that was all it took for you to snap. You gushed, screaming his name and cumming hard while Sylus tightly held you, flush against him.

You both trembled together, very slowly coming from down your high.It took several minutes before neither of you were able to talk, your fingerprints starting to appear on his throat. Your fingers raked over the skin of his back, a rumble growing in Sylus’s throat.

“Sweetie.” Sylus’s voice sounded wrecked, something you hadn’t heard from him ever. “You better not back away from your suggestions.” He growled, snapping his hips upward and knocking the wind out of you, making you see stars. ”Now, be a good girl and take your punishment for talking to me this way.”

[holybibly]

Unholy thoughts of the day, my sugar bunnies: Angel Seonghwa tastes the forbidden fruit of sin.

Or you corrupt your gorgeous angel boyfriend with slow and deep fucking.

Looking at Seonghwa right now, you could really believe he was a real angel.

Lying beneath you in a snow-white, feathery cloud of whipped sheets and the softest of pillows, he looked absolutely ethereal. His head was thrown back in pleasure, and his chiselled jaw was tense, which made the veins in his beautiful, long neck swell seductively, alluring you to run your tongue over them and taste the sweet, ambrosial flavour of his heated, golden skin, covered in a thin, iridescent veil of sweat. You felt yourself so powerful as you watched how this heavenly in every possible way creature was falling apart for you, pathetically whimpering and relentlessly moaning.

"Seonghwa...' You exhale in awe, digging your sharp, long nails into the Hwa's resilient, soft pecs before running your hands down his sexual, lithe body, leaving furious, scarlet streaks behind you that clearly state that Seonghwa is yours alone. "You make me feel so good." You gently roll your hips as you fuck him slowly and deeply. With each movement, your swollen, aroused clit makes contact with the smooth, flat bottom of his belly. Seonghwa's elegant, large hands shyly cradle the juicy, plush flesh of your thighs, herewith slightly trembling from the overload of sensations he's feeling as you continue your leisurely ride on his beautiful, velvety cock.

The hot, wet tenderness of your cunt is driving him crazy, his heavy testicles tightening in anticipation of the sweet release, and his thick, massive length throbbing and copiously oozing with pre-cum, making it easy for you to slide on his stupidly huge cock. Your quivering walls hold him inside you like a luxurious, silken vise, sweetly stimulating him and making him arch his back and roll his eyes in a pleasure as sharp as broken glass.

Before you and Seonghwa finally got into bed to have hot, kinky, and so incredibly sinful sex, you had spent weeks slowly corrupting his innocent, angelic mind. You had made him crave your touch, your sweet smell, and your intoxicating taste, all of you. You wanted Seonghwa to think only of you, you, you, and you alone.

You wanted to see how this gentle and shy angel would turn into a real insatiable, depraved slut, how she would give in to her carnal desires and instincts.

And you got your way because after the first time you fucked him so well that his mouth was drooling and his body felt soft and boneless, Hwa came back to you every night for more, and even if you weren't in the mood to spread your legs for him at first, Seonghwa wasn't ashamed to beg you until you let him push his heavenly beautiful, almost godlike face into your pussy or fuck you between your thighs. He was ready to do anything to have a taste of you.

"You are all mine. Aren't you my pretty boy? My beautiful, gorgeous, perfect angel, and all of it just for me to ruin.' You purr sultrily, and Seonghwa lets out a loud, stifled moan of pure ecstasy. He shyly turns his face away so you can't see how red his cheeks are and how a small trickle of saliva has leaked from the corner of his parted, gorgeous lips—all swollen from kissing and fuckable. All of the lights in your bedroom begin to flicker violently, the energy in the room practically vibrating, letting you know just how much your praise and compliments have turned him on.

Leaning forward, you shift all your weight onto him as you press your soft, big tits against his bare chest.

"Just look at you, baby...' You begin to whisper in his ear in a gentle voice. Your moist, plush lips touch his soft, sensitive skin with each letter of your words. "You give yourselves to me like a pretty little whore. Where has all your holiness gone to, my little angel, hm? Are you ready to fall for me even more, Hwa?"

Seonghwa lets out another moan, this time even louder and more lewd. His grip on your hips gets tighter as he weakly pushes his hips up to get more of your sweet, mucus-dripping pussy and penetrate you as deep as he can. And if he was concentrating more at this point, and his mind wasn't in a thick haze of lust, he could see the outline of his thick cock bulging against your belly.

'Yes, yes. I'm always ready for you." Stuttering, he sobbed as he continued to thrust into you, his testicles slapping against your plump, juicy buttocks each time his cock entered you full length until the swollen head, dripping with pre-cum, kissed your cervix. "I will always sin for you."

His words sent signals straight to your heated, hungry pussy, and you clenched around him, making Hwa sob sweetly and shake her head from side to side. Long, soft strands of his hair stuck to his sweat-soaked face, and his mouth was open with heavy, intermittent breathing as he tried to cope with the onslaught of pleasure that was washing over his body like a tidal wave. In short, Hwa felt himself absolutely fucked.

You pushed yourself away from him again and returned to your previous position where you were sitting on top of him. You run your nails from his sharp clavicles and down his chest with renewed passion, leaving even more marks on his skin. The whimpering sound he made was high and needy.

"Look at that, my love...' You say, in admiration of the blossoming welts on his skin. "You're so beautiful like this with all these scratches and hickeys, like a real work of art." You move your hips around in an experimental way, testing a new angle of penetration, which makes the swollen, thick head of his cock right up against your sweetest, most sensitive spot.

The warm head rubs relentlessly against your J-spot, and this pleasantly painful, incessant stimulation makes your whole body tremble and moan in such an unbelievably lewd and dirty way that you could even compete with the most highly paid and elite whore of them all.

To Seonghwa, on the other hand, you sound like a heavenly symphony that he could listen to over and over again, better than any song that an angel could sing. Your moans of pleasure make Hwa even more defiant and self-confident in his actions, his hands sliding from your hips to your soft, plush arse, and he squeezes your buttocks with such a force that you know it will leave bruises.

You could feel the room shaking even more from all the angelic energy Seonghwa was now radiating. The paintings on the walls were shaking so much they were in danger of falling. You knew he was close by, the glow shining through his soft, sun-kissed skin as his cock started rhythmically pulsing and twitching inside you.

"You're going to come, baby, aren't you? Are you going to fill my pussy with your angelic sperm until it starts to leak out of me and my hole is all swollen and red?'

'Mmm, yeah...' Seonghwa removes one of her hands from your arse and instead wraps it around the back of your head and pulls you to him for a dirty, drooling, soul-capturing kiss. "I'm going to flood you with my cum until you can't stand it anymore..." He moans against your lips and licks your mouth in a feverish manner.

His whole body trembles as his orgasm rushes through him like a blistering tsunami. Seonghwa wriggles himself out on the bed one last time, deep and rough, thrusting his hips upwards, hitting you right in the cervix and sending you over the edge. Your eyes roll back as you moan pornographically into his mouth, and Hwa swallows this sound greedily before taking advantage of the moment and thrusting his long, soft tongue between your open lips.

As your juices squirt out of your pussy, soaking his entire lower body and running down his testicles and buttocks, all the light bulbs explode, leaving the two of you giggling and panting in the absolute pitch-black darkness after your orgasm.

[bandgie]

Hidden Kinks - SKZ (Ot8)

BANGCHAN! | DISCIPLINE

(def). - discipline is a form of roleplay where certain acts are framed as "corrective" or as "punishment." 

It's not often that Channie likes to be hurt, but if the mood is set and you mix some pleasure with pain? He's there. Chan likes to be good and he is, but there are times he'll be a little bad and won't listen just to see your eyes turn predatory. Tell him he's not being a good boy, that he could be better, and deprive him from what he really needs. You may not even touch him, but just clicking your tongue condescendingly and dragging a whip/your nails down his skin makes his eyes roll and cock leak after care? needed and a lot of it

LEEKNOW! | IMPACT PLAY

(def). - sex that involves the use of hands, paddles, whips, flogs, or crops on a partner's meatiest, or most nerve-dense, parts. 

Complete control. Complete trust. Minho loves being rough with you and how much you're willing to give him. Wooden paddles for your ass and silicone ones for your swollen cunt. The wet smacking, the yelps, your begging for mercy...he thinks he might have something wrong in his head with how much he loves it. He likes bondage too, but because he wants you to struggle in it. To see your body tighten and fight against the restraints when his heavy hand comes down on your face. He's sweet with it strangely, kissing your saliva-slicked lips and soothing over your red marks. after care? obviously! he has ointment too :)

CHANGBIN! | CHASTITY

(def). - to prevent the wearer from engaging in certain types of sexual activity without the permission of the dominant.

Lock him up! That thick cock looks so good in a cage and looks even better when his balls are swollen. This kink pours into daily life if he chooses to wear it to work. But it best when you two are kissing, tongues sweeping deliciously into each others mouth naked. He's so shy, covering his leaking cage with his strong thighs, but all it takes is you opening his knee to see it all. It's twitching in the restraint, begging for any type of friction, but all Changbin gets is your soft tongue. Sometimes, you'll suck on his sack just to see him cry. He pouts so cutely. You think you'll never open the cage again. aftercare? A MUST. changbin experiences subdrop so you need to cater to him even days after.

HYUNJIN! | AMAUROPHILIA

(def). - kink or sexual preference in which an individual is aroused by or attracted to the experience of reduced visibility or blindness, either for themselves or their partner.

It's just super sexy, he doesn't care who wears the blindfold. If it's him, he loves the excitement that pools in his stomach. He tends to drool from anticipation and he'll feel your gentle fingers swipe the salvia and stick it back into his mouth. Not knowing what you're going to do when you're going to do it is so exhilarating. He's on edge, yelping at every touch and caress. Cums a lot this way. When you wear it, he's always touching you. Using one hand to stroke a dildo with lube while the other plays with your folds. He likes seeing you shake your head helplessly. Loves hearing you ask what he's doing he'll just giggle and say "you'll find out." It's all so cute and loving with him. In the end, he always takes off the blindfold and kisses you sweetly. aftercare? always with hyun, no question about it

HAN! | COCK & BALL TORTURE

(def). - a fetish marked by the desire to have pain inflicted on your own penis or testicles.

This may also involve a chastity cage, but he wants to feel you hurting him. Your hands, specifically. Flick the underside of his cock one too many times. Squeeze his tip until his voice turns high-pitched and whiny. If you're feeling extra mean, you'll have him on his knees humping your feet, crying out when you press down too hard. Always a good boy. He might have a potty mouth, but he always listens to you. Han wants to see his cock red, wants to see it throbbing from pain and overstimulation. If you have one of those wands that shoot electricity, even better. Put that on his balls while sucking/licking his tip and he'll be shedding tears in no time. aftercare? yeah. just gentle pecks to his cock to help him come down and a final one to his mouth.

FELIX! | GROUP SEX

(def.) - any sexual act involving more than two partners.

His dream, honestly. He wants to feel hands on his body. Wants to be pushed forward to choke on a cock and then pushed back to bounce on another. Felix doesn't have a preference for gender, he just wants sex that feels like he's being devoured. Maybe you're sitting on his face while he's being fucked. Or maybe he's keeping your legs open, his chest to your back, while someone fucks you. He loves the sweaty bodies, the never ending cum and slick. When one person finishes, another one steps in to take their place. If Felix finishes too soon, he likes turning over and watching them fuck you. Your breasts bounce, your chest heaves, and your face is flushed. Your poor pussy must be so swollen, your mouth so abused, but those hazy eyes want nothing more than utter bliss just like him. aftercare? mostly between you two! it's so sweet. Felix also likes kissing the guests goodbye when they leave.

SEUNGMIN! | PETPLAY

(def). - a form of roleplay where humans take on the persona of non-human animals or their handlers.

He's weirded out by his own kink, but you're so good at making him feel safe. He wants to wear the leash and follow you around on his knees. It takes a while to get into this headspace, to act like a dog, but with you taking the lead and encouraging Seungmin makes it easier. He likes some humiliation too. Tell him things like "does my puppy want to hump?" or "what game does my puppy want to play?" He doesn't answer with words, but with whines, barks, and yips. Sometimes you'll plug his ass with a tail, other times your strap on, but Seungmin does just fine without it too. If he comes too early or disobeys, you call him a "bad boy" or say "I thought my puppy could listen" and though he isn't wearing ears, your swear you see them go down. aftercare? yesss it takes a while for him to come out of his headspace and he may feel embarrassed when he does. needs lots of reassurance (and treats)

JEONGIN! | OBJECTIFICATION

(def). - the act of treating a person solely as an object of sexual desire (a sex object). Broadly means treating a person as a commodity or an object without regard to their personality or dignity.

He just doesn't want to have sex with you, he wants to use you. Complete domination to the point that you're almost not there for you own pleasure (but you always cum anyways). Jeongin chokes you, slaps you, twists and turns you into so many different positions like you're a doll. The fact that you listen so good, obey so well, is also a massive factor in his pleasure. He fucks your cunt so hard you can feel it in your throat. Fucks your mouth so deep you have to plead with him using your eyes to be gentle. Jeongin can lasts for hours if you let him. He absolutely loves the way you squeal when he pinches your clit while rutting into you. You leak so much, cry so prettily. And if you're a really good doll, he'll invite his friends to play with you too. aftercare? obviously & immediately. kisses and holds you close for hours. thanking you and telling you how grateful he is

I think Seungmin's was my fav to write lol

[2-dsimp]

I want to tie up Temothy and ride him until his balls are empty, maybe tease him by edging him a little bit here and there

『Featuring how to prep up your yandere bull hybrid for a rodeo』

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Cw: NSFW 🔞, Fem reader! Titjob, blowjob m! Receive, praise, overstimulation, Temothy being a messy stud, copious amounts of precum,

PSA Reminder: Before you get to riding your Assistant Temothy you must first go through the precaution of pregaming your bull for maximum performance✨

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"Fuck y-yes…You're driving me i-insane with how p-pretty you look s-struggling to fit my cockhead inside that t-tiny mouth of yours b-buttercup!”

Temothy whimpered under the sensation of your lips barely wrapped around the leaking head of his penis. The feel of your tongue sliding along the underside of his oozing bulbous tip. Caused the bull hybrid’s hips to jerk erratically against your tits of which you sandwiched his monstrous cock around.

And he was tearing up from the softness enveloping his pulsating length. Barely refraining from tossing his head back and groaning since he’d much rather fuck into your breasts. While looking down at you in a teary sinful manner to spout bold filthy praises as opposed to how timid he usually is around you.

"Y-you're sucha sweet cowgirl…. Always takin care of your Bull~ Makin sure t-that my h-heavy balls are e-emptied out of all the precum I’ve got backed up in my s-system first. before milkin me of every drop of my thick bull cum!"

Without warning the Bull Hybrid rocked his meaty dick forward sharply pushing past your mouth. So that his cockslit rubbed against your small pilant tongue. Coating it in rivets of sticky fluids, the amount he was spurting inside of your mouth damned near made your cheeks puff up like a chipmunk.

His breath hitched into a low pleased moo from the sight of his precious darling boss. Before he begrudgingly pulled his hips back from your plush lips not wanting to drown you in his spend. And instead opted to shower you in a translucent spray of his thick congealed pregame.

“Mmh—Shit I’m so sorry darlin, f-fer makin such a big mess in your office b-but you like having your gorgeous s-skin covered in my m-milk right? My little heifer?"

Temothy apologized unevenly, sniffling from how fucking overstimulated he was from the revelation. That his throbbing shaft was actively covering you, his boss, in his creamy pre-spunk. The Assistant’s heart hammered loudly within his heaving chest in a rambunctious rhythm. As shaky pants escaped his lips, while he stared unblinkingly at your body.

Getting painted all over in ropes of glistening pre-ejaculate. His swollen testicles twitching violently as his every nerve ending release seemed amplified by ten fold. With every splatter of his seminal fluid against your breasts, face, thighs, and hair. Leaving you utterly dripping from the sheer backlog he possessed.

[ppssession]

Change and have fun

Handsome male model Cha is eating a delicious cake received from a lovely follower.

The sweet taste of the cake makes him happy and enjoy the delicious taste he gets.

At that time, he recalled a memory from 13 years ago (Cha is now 26 years old).

13 years ago, Cha was an ordinary young man with a boring life. His face was ordinary and his works were not very outstanding in the eyes of others.

The only fun part about him is that he often lives on social media as a handsome guy, an avatar he seamlessly created using AI.

His image as a handsome man on social media makes him happy, sometimes he feels like he wants to become like the handsome man he created.

One day, he had to be alone when his parents had to work abroad for several years, leaving him alone in his life. Cha felt very lonely because of the society he encountered and the status he had on social media. Cha could only hope that one day he would become the handsome guy he created from AI on social media.

One morning, Cha woke up with a lot of symptoms like never before. He spent the whole day feeling strange pains. That evening, while Cha was standing in front of the screen, playing with his social media as a handsome guy, he felt like he wanted to be a handsome guy again. But suddenly, his body started to change. His arms suddenly became strangely muscular.

At that moment, he was shocked, but before he could stop himself, he felt that this was his chance, he quickly recalled the image of the handsome young man he had created, his figure suddenly changed even more.

His once thin body became more muscular, his chest became more prominent, and his six-pack gradually appeared on his stomach. His legs that were once as dry as wood became bigger. His once ordinary face changed into the face he wanted, becoming the handsome face he had created.

When the process was over, Cha had transformed into the handsome guy in the social network he had created. He went into the bathroom and took off all his clothes. He was shocked to find that he had transformed into the handsome guy he had created with AI.

Cha slowly used his new hands to stroke his different parts exploratively. His beautiful fingers stroked his sculpted body, his handsome face that he was sure would make anyone who saw it fall in love with, his hot neck, his chest that felt hard every time he touched it, his strong six-pack.

He stumbled and fell slowly as his fingers touched his erect nipples, causing his penis to slowly become erect, his hand slowly moved to the core of his body, tingling as the strong hands slowly worshipped it passionately. The swollen head of his cock twitched as it was touched, he wanted more, he wanted more emotion.

Suddenly his dick grew bigger and bigger as he wanted.

The action made him feel even better than before. His voice was moaning in the bathroom lustfully. For a moment, he felt like he wanted more. Suddenly, his moans sounded more manly, causing Cha to almost go crazy when he heard his own moans.

Soon, the rhythm of the tea became erratic, his hard and heavy testicles twitched, his cock trembled and released a large amount of warm white semen, filling the bathroom floor.

After the hot activity, Cha lay back, breathing heavily as a huge wave of happiness came, smiling at the good opportunity in his life.

After Cha changed his body into a hottie for a special reason, he asked his parents to let him play homeschool at home so that his grades would be better, which was not a problem. His parents allowed him on the condition that in addition to his grades being better, he had to go to school in his final year, which was not a problem at all.

In the final year of study, everyone had almost forgotten about Cha's existence. However, everyone was shocked when they met Cha in the final year, and no one knew that this Cha was the same Cha as the bland young man back then.

At that time, 13 years later, Cha was taking pictures handsomely. He was most satisfied with his current life, but what he liked most was that he could transform into a handsome man. “You should see the faces of my parents when they see me for the first time in years and know that I have become a handsome man, hahaha.”

I don't have much to excuse because I'm sooooo busy. It's strange that I should be free at the end of the year. I will definitely start updating the short stories after this, so please stay tuned.

[myownwholewildworld]

pretty nails — a javier peña oneshot

main masterlist | ao3 pairing: javier peña x f!reader. summary: javi pays for your manicure 😏 a/n: look, we all know pedro is obsessed with nails, but so is javier fucking peña. so there's that, that's the whole plot lmao i just needed to flush this idea out of my system so i could live my life in peace. comments and reblogs appreciated. enjoy! x warnings: 18+, mdni. handjob. oral (m! receiving). implied face-sitting/oral (f! receiving). no use of y/n. no description of reader. w/c: 964 (a small drabble to get us in the xmas spirit) divider by @\saradika-graphics

“Show ‘em to me again, encanto (dear),” Javi’s voice was charged with huskiness, rumbling in his chest thickly.

You giggled, rolling your eyes at him. This man was a menace to all your senses, but you had absolutely no complaints.

Javier had insisted on accompanying you to the manicure appointment. He sat with you the whole time, helping you decide the theme and the design. You both agreed that a Christmas set was most fitting with the holiday season fast approaching — a base of red with touches of white and an obscene number of charms decorated your coffin nails. Javi had really gone wild with the choices, way more excited than you were.

And this was why. As much as it was his gift to you, it was also to himself.

You curled your fingers around his hard erection, your pretty nails sparkling under the dimmed light of his bedroom. The velvety skin underneath your touch was burning with desire, and so were you.

Your left hand sprawled across his lower tummy, showing him the art on your nails as your thumb stroked his happy trail. Your digits lazily worked his throbbing shaft, the head glistening with precum although you had only barely started. A white pearl topped his glans, inviting and seducing.

“Encanto, se ven tan bonitas alrededor de mi polla, (they look so beautiful around my cock),” Javi rasped, his dick pulsing on your hand.

Tittering again, you gave him a shy nod.

“Bet they do, you’ve got good taste,” you agreed, pumping him slowly.

Leaning down, your tongue darted out quickly and licked the precum off his cockhead, eager to swallow him whole. Pressing a kiss to the tip of his dick, you glanced up at him for permission.

He tutted at you.

“Not yet, cariño (darling). Put ‘em to work a bit more for me, please,” his low tone bubbled up his throat with need.

You obliged, your left hand joining your right around his cock. You jerked him off unhurriedly, petting the swollen balls underneath with your plump lips from time to time. His hips bucked up into the warmth of your tight fist, his heartbeat pulsing through the thick vein on the underside of his dick.

Javi groaned, lustful chocolate eyes looking down at your nails. His lips curled into a wicked smile and his thumb drew an invisible line under your chin.

“Are you salivating already, hm?”

You shook your head yes, doe-eyed and plush lips pressed into a fine line.

“Go ahead then, encanto,” he spurred you on.

With no time to waste, almost drooling now, you lapped the underside of his throbbing cock, then sealed your mouth around the plumpness of his tip, suckling on him. You moaned around his thudding girth, hollowing your cheeks to push your head further down his length, until his coarse hairs were tickling the tip of your nose.

Javi groaned like a mad man, revelling in the wet warmth of your mouth. His hand caressed the back of your head, enticing but not forcing. You bobbed on his lap, his dick sinking further down your throat — your mouth was full of him, precum and spit gathering on the corners, overflowing.

His musky, woody scent drove you wild, and you could only swallow him, gently squeezing his balls with your fingers, rubbing them delicately the way you knew he loved.

Your clit was now twitching, begging to be paid attention in your slick seam. In an attempt to soothe the ever-growing need between your thighs, one of your hands moved away from Javi’s testicles to slither it down between your body and the bedsheets. But the moment you did, Javi’s thick fingers wrapped around your wrist.

“Nuh-uh, encanto. You’re gonna hurt her with those pretty nails. Sigue chupando y te daré tu recompensa (keep on sucking and I’ll reward you),” he promised, almost choking on his own words.

That was everything you needed to unleash. Sloppily, you devoured his cock — licking, lapping, suckling, tapping it on your tongue whenever you needed a breather. Every time you went down, Javi met you mid-way with a gentle thrust, grunting between gritted teeth and a painfully clenched jaw. One hand stroked the base of his cock, the other cradled his full, aching balls.

Then he finally dissolved in your mouth, ropes of thick white filling you up as you suckled on his flushed, angry tip. You kept on draining him, milking him dry, until he had no more cum to feed you. Then you gulped down all of it.

Unsealing your lips, you looked up at him and batted your eyelashes exaggeratedly, almost innocently. Javi moaned at the sight, swiping the trickle of cum on the corner of your mouth to feed it back to you. You sucked his thumb clean, the pad pressing down on your tongue.

“Gonna need to have your nails done at all times for me, babe,” he husked. “And I’ll need to go with you every single time, make sure you aren’t holding back on anything. I don’t care how much they cost.”

You climbed up his body to trap his mouth with yours. Javi’s hands fell on either side of your hips, grabbing the flesh eagerly as you humped his hairy upper thigh, looking for relief.

You whimpered, frustrated. You were drenched, leaking on his thigh, your clit crying for attention now.

“Whatever you want, Javi, pero me prometiste… (but you promised me…),” you trailed off, biting down your bottom lip as you kept on rubbing against his skin.

Javi chuckled, grazing your chin with his bare teeth as he sank further down the bed until he was completely horizontal under you.

“Lo prometido es deuda (a promise is a promise), encanto. Come sit on my face.”

[topowl]

With a final powerful thrust you begin to cum, your huge balls producing a torrent of cum that fills the fleshlight beneath you.

“That's a good boy,” they smile from beside you, giving your oversized testicles a squeeze, making you whimper.

They push your hips forward, sinking you back into the fleshlight dripping with your cum. “They're not empty yet, puppy, keep going,” they say with a knowing smile.

It had been very easy for them to slip it into your evening tea. A small powder with great effects. It increases the size and virility of the loads of those who consume it, but at a cost.

The taker finds themselves with an empty head and inflated balls.

But you don't seem to mind as you mindlessly fuck the toy under the gaze of your partner. you've already cum half a dozen times, yet you don't feel any relief from the heavy full feeling in your balls as you try to empty them. All you can do is whimper and desperately fuck into anything to try and get relief.

“Good boy,” they coo as another orgasm washes over you and seed floods from your tip. You whimper as the fleshlight falls away, bloated with seed torn open and useless, your erection tight and vigorous despite the numerous orgasms.

“this won't do,” they sigh, looking at the destroyed toy and at your needy gaze.

“Just this once, ok pet?” They say, wrapping their arms around your neck and pulling you a top them.

“No need to hold back, you were such a good boy. empty these inside me” they whisper as they squeeze your balls, this time drawing a soft moan.

Your engorged cock slides right in as they throw their head back with a moan and you set a vigorous needy pace, chasing relief you've yet to find. You slam in and out with abandon, treating their hole no different than the toy mere moments ago.

In no time at all you’re cumming again, this time burying yourself deep inside your partner as your cum fills them. It rushes forth in such quantity that it squirts out of their hole despite your cock still inside.

They moan as more cum fills them than ever before. your seed soaks their walls, making them slicker than ever.

“There we go, is that better, pet?” their question is left unanswered as your hips begin to move again. Your hands find their waist as you grab it to leverage yourself deeper, the cum dripping from their cunt with every thrust. They begin to moan as you flip them to their stomach, stretching them fully and deeply as you mount them.

They find themselves moaning into the sheets, your thrusts deeper and more powerful than before. Your balls, heavy and huge, slapping against their sensitive dick and the swollen lips of their cunt as they can't help but cum around your cock, their uncontrollable twitching bringing about another torrent of cum that their cunt milks from you as it splatters down their thighs.

Their relief is short lived as the brutal pace starts again. They reach under themselves to cup the source of the problem, finding them no smaller and no less heavy as their pet continues to pound their sensitive hole.

“This might take a while,” they moan already shuddering, biting a pillow in resignation.

[holybibly]

𝔅𝔦𝔤 𝔇𝔦𝔠𝔨 𝔉𝔞𝔫 ℭ𝔩𝔲𝔟 | Seonghwa x reader

♡ 𝔓𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤: Big dick energy boyfriend Seonghwa x Reader ♡ 𝔖𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: Love sucks, true love swallows. Or you let Seonghwa fuck your face. ♡ 𝔊𝔢𝔫𝔯𝔢 / 𝔄𝔲 / 𝔗𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔢: Smut, Established Relationship ♡ ℜ𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤: 18+ / 21+ / MDNI ♡ 𝔚𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱: 2.1k ♡ 𝔚𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: Big dick energy boyfriend Seonghwa, sub!reader, face fucking, deepthroating, blow job, come eating, pet names, power play, dirty talk, lots of sperm/saliva, rough oral sex, praise kink, wet and dirty, plot what plot/porn without plot, explicit sexual content, explicit language, and more. ♡ 𝔫𝔢𝔱: @cultofdionysusnet @k-vanity ♡ 𝔄|𝔑: Something that was supposed to be a little unholy hour, but it's too good not to give it more attention. ♡ ℌ𝔬𝔩𝔶 𝔅𝔦𝔟𝔩𝔶 𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 - check for more ♡ 𝔖𝔢𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔥𝔴𝔞 𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 ♡ - Seonghwa's personal temple ♡ ℌ𝔬𝔩𝔶 𝔅𝔲𝔫𝔫𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔗𝔞𝔤 𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 at the end of the post. 𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖗𝖊𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖉

Your mouth fills with saliva at the sight of Seonghwa's big, hard cock right in front of your face. His elegant hand languidly strokes its beautiful, velvety length, smearing over it the viscous, sticky pre-cum that oozes copiously from the reddened, swollen head. Hwa looks down at you with a dirty, smug smirk on his lavish, fuckable lips, on which droplets of your sweet goo are still glistening after you squirted into his mouth a few minutes earlier. And now you're returning the favour, kneeling in front of him and literally poking your face into his stupidly huge cock and heavy, tight testicles full of warm, thick sperm.

He lightly pats the head of his cock against your mouth, giving you a little, tantalising hint of his taste. Your tongue instinctively sticks out, hoping to get more of it, and you give a kittenish lick to the wet, densely pre-cum-coated tip.

"Oh, Angel, someone is impatient, aren't you? So eager to get my cock deep down into your pretty, tight little throat, my gorgeous?' Seonghwa purrs and begins to slowly push his pretty cock into the inviting wetness of your mouth. Your lips stretch around the massive, wiry girth in the most suggestive way possible, the soft, pink petals of your flesh rubbing pleasantly against the swollen veins of his cock as Hwa slides deeper and deeper into your throat. 'Oh fuck, angel baby. Your mouth was made for sucking my cock. You are my pretty little cocksucker." Seonghwa lingeringly moans as you pull in your cheeks, as you try to stroke every millimetre of his silky, throbbing length with your tongue.

"Mmmm... yes...' You hum muffledly in response to this.

You begin to bob your head up and down, sliding your mouth sweetly along the hot, slippery length from pre-cum. Your tongue swirls around the lower part of his erection, tickling the sensitive spot at the base with the soft pointed tip of your tongue, causing Seonghwa's cock to twitch in your mouth, spurting another load of viscous fluid down your throat.

The protruding, thick veins on his cock rubbed lightly against your teeth, increasing the sexual stimulation and adding a little risk. It was a bit rough, a bit sharp, and Hwa was fucking in love with it.

"Come on, angel, I know you can do better than that. Is this how you are supposed to suck off your beloved boyfriend after he has fucked you so good with his tongue and made you squirt in his mouth, eh?' Seonghwa's voice was hoarse and rough around the edges, and it sent a signal of excitement straight into your cunt, causing your little hole to clench around nothing.

For a moment he pulls his cock out of the moist heat of your mouth, causing you to let out a groan of frustration. But it is quickly replaced by a sweet sobbing of pleasure as he slaps his heavy, silky length against your cheeks and ajar in anticipation mouth. Your drool, mixed with his pre-cum, stains the heated, flushed skin of your sweet, plush cheeks; the view of the long, viscous threads of your shared fluids reaching from your lips to the head of his cock makes Seonghwa even more horny—he loves to make a mess, especially on your pretty face.

After all, what could be more attractive and sexier than the well-fucked, doll-like face of his baby angel, completely covered in his creamy, pearly sperm?

Seonghwa lazily strokes his cock in front of you a few times while he massages his testicles with his other hand, and you almost start to drool at how sinful and fascinating it looks. You've always loved watching Hwa jerk off and caress himself.

There was something forbidden and super erotic about watching your gorgeous, divinely handsome boyfriend fall apart from his own touch, shamelessly playing with his stupidly big cock, his heavy testicles, and even his smooth, tight hole. And you knew he loved it just as much as you did; Seonghwa loved being a slut for you and getting all the compliments and praise while he put on a hot sex show just for you to see.

But it seems that tonight Hwa has been thirsting for a different kind of show, one with you in the starring role and his big, thick cock deep in your throat. He stops caressing himself and instead wraps the palms of his beautiful, graceful hands around your pretty face. His fingers gently stroke your wet, flushed cheeks, and such a sweet caress almost takes you by surprise.

But it doesn't last long, just a moment, before his thumbs slip into your mouth, pressing hard against the sides of your cheeks and opening your mouth in the most lewd and vulgar way, making it impossible for you to close.

"That's what you want, Angel, isn't it? You want to take my cock in your starving mouth and suck it until I come down your throat? Face it, my little baby angel, you're just dying to get drunk on my sperm." He said. You let out a loud, lustful moan at his words as you watch his beautiful, thick cock twitch with excitement in front of your face, and your tongue fully comes out of your mouth as you see a thick, glistening drop of his pre-cum flowing out from the little slit at the head of his cock.

Hell, you could never resist your desire to get his cock in your mouth, and how could you when it looks like a real delicacy, and you don't know if your compulsive oral fixation is affecting you like that, or if it's just Hwa and his big dick energy, but if you could, you'd suck him like a fucking pacifier. And the thought makes your needy cunt clench in anticipation. Your little hole spurts out a fresh load of mucus, making your tender, quivering folds even stickier and wetter than before.

"Mmm, look at you, baby angel, you look like a real slut right now. I love it." Seonghwa pulls your face closer to his velvety, throbbing length, practically burying your face in his cock and testicles. His hips tense visibly as he pushes forward, rubbing the head against your soft, pink tongue until it's covered in a thick layer of his pre-cum. You can't close your mouth to swallow the viscous, bittersweet liquid and savour its taste, and it makes you let out a loud sob of frustration. Long strands of your drool begin to drip from the corners of your open mouth and run down your chin. "Oh, angel, so eager to get my cock that you've started to drool, eh? You seem impatient to suck my big fat dick and get drunk on my sperm, because that's what it looks like."

You desperately try to nod your head in agreement, which makes Hwa let out a grim, smug laugh before he pushes his cock into your pretty little mouth, only to pull it out immediately and teasingly slapping the swollen, oozing head on your tongue.

"Do you like my cock, my little slutty angel, do you?" All you can do is let out a pitiful sob in response as Seonghwa thrusts his length into your mouth once more, deeper this time, so that his cock slams into the back of your throat.

You gag on it, the slippery, hot walls of your throat tightening around his massive cock, pressing against the sensitive, throbbing veins that stretch seductively along its massive, silky length. The sensation causes Seonghwa to let out a loud moan, throwing his head back and rolling his eyes in pleasure.

His thumbs are still holding your mouth open, completely oblivious to the fact that you're practically choking on his cock as he continues to push it deep down your throat. With every thrust of his strong hips, his tight, sperm-filled testicles slap against your chin, and his thick, drool-slick head slams into the back of your throat.

You desperately try to breathe through your nose, trying to control your breathing and take deep breaths, but the rough, relentless pace of Seonghwa's movements makes it incredibly difficult. Your pitiful sobs and gasping moans send intense vibrations of pure pleasure along Hwa's cock, sending goosebumps up his skin and making his cock flow for you even more than before.

Seonghwa's muscular thighs continue to thrust mercilessly into you, forcing his cock deep into your throat, and your eyes begin to water from such rough, yet incredibly sexy treatment. There was something so hot about him fucking you like a slut, using you as a toy for his pleasure.

Your hands move up to rest on his plump, juicy buttocks, digging your fingers lightly into the fleshy flesh in a desperate attempt to slow down his strong thrusts and give you time to adjust to his enormous size and thickness. But Seonghwa doesn't stop. He pulls his thumbs out of your mouth and tangles his fingers in your long, silky hair instead to direct your head the way he wants.

"You look so fucking gorgeous right now, baby angel. My pretty little cock sleeve." Seonghwa's fingers dig into the skin of your scalp as he roughly clenches your hair in his fist. He uses it as leverage to move your beautiful, fuckable mouth along his big, thick length. "You like it when I fuck you in the face, don't you? Such a slut for me.".

Your breathless, sweet moans vibrate along the length of his cock as you let your handsome boyfriend manipulate you, guiding your head as he pleases and forcing you to swallow his cock so deep until Seonghwa can see the outline of his cock on your neck.

You try to keep up with him, trying to run your tongue along his velvety length, rubbing the swollen veins and tickling the base of his cock in the most sensitive place, near his testicles. But the speed at which he's fucking you in your mouth makes it impossible for you to do anything other than sit there and be a beautiful sex toy for Seonghwa to enjoy, obediently receiving what he gives you.

"Fuck, angel, I'm going to come. I'm going to make you drunk with my sperm, baby angel." Seonghwa growls deeply. The husky, rough sound of his voice sends tingles across your skin and makes your sweet little hole quiver. Your swollen clit pulsates with the desire to be caressed, preferably by Hwa's long, skilful tongue. He fucks you aggressively in the face, pulling your hair and sinking his teeth into the lush, plush flesh of his lower lip to muffle the endless, filthy curses that fly from his lips. The rhythm of his thrusts became erratic, slowing and then becoming more violent, hinting to you about his approaching orgasm. 'F-f-fuck...' Seonghwa pushes into your mouth one last time, thrusting his cock deep into your throat until his balls are pressed tightly against your chin. The hot, slippery walls of your throat quiver around Hwa's thick, velvety length as he starts pouring his thick, milky cum down your throat.

"That's it, swallow, baby, every last fucking drop." Seonghwa holds your head in place, not letting you pull away as you continue to choke on his big cock, swallowing relentlessly around it, trying to swallow all of his cum that keeps pouring down your throat in a copious warm stream. But there's too much of it for you, so some of the sticky, bittersweet liquid spills out of your mouth along with your drool, running down your chin and dripping down on your boobs.

When Hwa finally pulls his cock out of your mouth, you immediately close your mouth, trying to relieve some of the tension that has built up in your jaw from the force and roughness with which Seonghwa fucked you. He wraps his fingers around your chin and tilts your head up so he can see your tear- and drool-soaked face and your glassy, unfocused eyes.

"Show me, angel." Hwa says to you, and you obediently open your mouth and stick out your tongue for him, showing Seonghwa that you've swallowed all his cum. He purrs approvingly, leans closer to you, and spits on your pretty pink tongue, watching the thick drop of his saliva dripping down into your throat. "As beautiful as ever, baby angel."

❣ ℌ𝔬𝔩𝔶 𝔅𝔲𝔫𝔫𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔗𝔞𝔤 𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 ❣ Part I @tiny-apocalypse @captain-joongz @alicedawitchbish @woohwababes @wlv-asteria @wisejudgedragonhairdo @mingisprincesss @lavishloving @teagietots @spooo00oky @sousydive @hwapou @bunnliix @softwsan @mjyungi @fantasy2wonderland @noirsfantasy @cassies-cookies @renaholicss @luffypants @hyukssunflower @watermelon2319 @peachygiku @bunnyxoxodarling @stolasisyourparent @soranosnowbunny @certifiedmoa @sanglix @slvtiny @hopefulrascalstatesmantoad @hecateslittlewitchling @xxawl @pastellbunno @starlletsblog @seonghwasstar @hwanring @vtyb23 @pearltinyy @minjaeum @chasevixx @bomi-ja @onedumbho3 @sanglix @cursedeastern @itza-meee @pinkies-things @atinism @mxnsxngie @nenefix-on @therealcuppicake @annafeebou @sharksandminhos @@lixies-pixieboy @@vampzity @0rangemilk @yellow-foxxing @claimmeyourprincess

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[pillow-anime-talk]

Hi, congrats on reaching 4000 Followers.💐. May I request Prompt 50 + Qin Shi Huang (RoR) and a shy reader with she/her prns, please?

# tags: scenario; current relationship; romance; smut; ragnarok time; shy!reader; nsfw

warnings: mention of sexual acitivities, semi-public sex, oral sex (male receives), sloppy, praise kink, pet names (i quess)

includes: female reader ft. qin shi huang {ror}

author’s note: thank you so much, anonnie! hope u enjoy it!

50. “S-Stop. Someone is looking at us.”

There is just over half an hour left until the fight between the Great Emperor of China and the King of the Underworld. While Hades was still in his realm and eating his favorite meal to ease the mounting pressure caused by the death of his brother and the words of other gods, Qin Shi Huang smiled and tangled his all fingers in the soft hair of a precious smiling woman who sucked his massive cock with the greatest grace and commitment, glancing up from time to time.

You were in one of the public bathrooms on the eighth floor of a huge building where fierce fights between people and gods of different religions took place; the time has also come for another – seventh in a row – battle, but you didn’t want to let your lover go to the duel without prior preparation and words of support.

“…Y/N, I’ll be late.” He said in a half whisper, half groan, then tightened his fingers on your soft hair one more time; now and again he touched your sweaty neck, cheeks, chin or collarbones, but most of all he focused on your sweet blushes, joyful eyes full of light and mischief and a smile that was hidden most of the time by a wet and swollen cock. “My beloved Queen…”

“Zheng, I’m sure I can handle it. Don’t worry.” You said with another smirk, more visible this time, and then closed your both eyes kissing the tip of his dick.

You had a special bond with the First Emperor of Qin; for over hundreds of years you were bound not only by crazy friendship and drinking alcohol in the nooks and crannies of the huge palace, but above all you were his secret mistress who awakened in him all the pleasures of the body and mind too. You were longtime lovers who, even after death, met in quiet places, avoiding curious glances and dangerous questions.

You sucked harder on the wet manhood, squeezing the swollen balls. With the greatest pleasure you bruised your knees, almost crying with delight at the sight of a powerful man who seemed so fragile and defenseless in your small hands.

“Good boy, I love doing this. Of course with you, my one and only King.” You whispered, moving away from the cock, then bit the dark-haired man on the patch of skin in the middle of his right thigh. Your left hand was still massaging testicles, and your right hand was clenching the fabric of his white pants that fell to the knees. The robe made of the highest quality material and fabrics gently touched your body from time to time, and you only sighed at the sweetness filling your mouth.

You were about to get up to kiss your beloved who won a long time ago your whole heart and mind on the lips, and also complete your little act of love in the traditional way, but your plans were thwarted by voices coming from behind the door to toilet. With a smile, you put his hard cock in your mouth again, and the man only frowned. The little thrill was something extremely exciting and interesting for you.

“S-Stop. Someone is looking at us.” He whispered in your direction, almost choking on the saliva in his own mouth, and you shrugged slightly, giggling and causing another dose of pleasure to the young-looking Emperor’s body. “Y/N, they see our clothes on the floor and your bare legs…”

“It’s okay, Zheng. No one would dare to interrupt us, would they? My Emperor…?” You smiled again, then sucked even harder on the tip of the precum-wet cock, almost moaning from the taste and warmth that filled your throat every few seconds.

[amnevitahwritesstuff]

Feyre gets her foursome. 

Fandom: A Court of Thorns and Roses

Pairing: Feyre/Rhysand/Cassian/Azriel

Rating: Explicit

Triggers: Polyamory

Chapters: One-Shot

Length: 1,462 words

Read on AO3 or below the cut.

[For my bestie @starfall-spirit. Please accept this gift of pure and utter filth. 😘]

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It shouldn’t be so easy, the four of them together. 

But it is. 

They are like long lost puzzle pieces, finally locked together to complete a tableau of slick skin and writhing bodies.  

“Hold her,” Rhys says to Cassian. 

And his general, ever the loyal, obedient soldier, acquiesced. He held Feyre up, back against chest, and presented her to her mate like an offering. A spoil of war laid at the feet of a conqueror. 

He kisses her. Sweetly. Teasingly. One hand in her hair and the other teasing the curls further below. 

“Look at you,” he said to her with a pleased smile. “So slippery.” 

His touch is sure and possessive as his fingers find where she’s softest. He pulled them back, glistening, and offered them up to Cassian like the rarest of treats. 

“Doesn’t she taste divine?” Rhys asked conversationally as Cassian sucked on his fingers, eyes hot and wanting. 

“Like dessert,” he agreed when he finished and turned to kiss Feyre’s neck. 

She shivered and moaned as gooseflesh rippled across her skin and Cassian’s lips skated teasingly over her cheek and up to her mouth as it tilted towards him. His kiss was so unlike those of his brothers. He is gentle with her. Sweet. Loving. 

Rhys was always passionate. Playful. Forceful even. As if at any moment she could be snatched away from him. 

And Azriel…Azriel kissed her like a worshipper. Like she was his goddess and he her loyal and devoted supplicant. A knight bowing before his queen. 

But Cassian…he kissed her the way one would a lover who had just woken up. Languidly. As if they had all the time in the world. 

He hummed at the taste of her, licking into her mouth with a pleased sound before suddenly letting out a grunt of surprise. She didn’t need to look down to know that Rhys had shifted his fingers from circling her clitoris to brushing up against his general’s balls. 

“Don’t you two make such a pretty picture,” her mate murmured casually, as if he weren’t weighing his lover’s testicles like a farmer checking the virility of his livestock. 

Cassian huffed against her cheek like a bull. 

“But you know what would be even prettier?” Rhys continued. Feyre felt him reach down then and grasp Cassian’s heavy cock—nestled so happily between the cheeks of her ass—and guide it towards where it would be even happier. “If you fucked my mate. If you made her scream. Can you do that for me?”

Neither of them spoke—only grunting in approval—but that seemed to be all the confirmation the High Lord needed. 

He smiled at them. The sort of smile that spoke of wickedness and a dark sort of delight. Then she felt him notch his general’s cock into place at the mouth of her cunt and—

The stretch was indescribable. A pleasure-pain that stole her breath and curled her toes and it was so much oh gods—

Fingers gripped her hair and pulled her head back so she was trapped in the violet gaze of her mate. He kissed her sweetly. His other hand returning to her clitoris to rub and make her breath stutter—a stark contrast to the organ tunneling its way inside of her, making room for itself. 

“You can take it,” Rhys cooed encouragingly. “You’re my perfect strong girl.” 

Pleasure lanced its way down her spine. Between his words and the attention he was paying to the swollen little pearl between her legs, she felt some space inside her give and then Cassian’s grunt of satisfaction told her that he was finally fully seated inside of her. 

And then she was just…held there. Speared on Cassian’s great big cock and made to wiggle and writhe and pant as Rhys and Cassian both locked her in place. 

This was the part Rhys liked best, she knew. Teasing them. Toying with them. Watching them all work themselves into an incoherent lather until they were mindless with want. 

“Azriel,” Rhys called to his spymaster who had been watching this all from his place at the end of the bed. “Don’t they look so nice like this?”

Feyre watched Azriel’s throat bob. Eyes hot. Wings twitching. 

“Yes.” 

Rhys clicked his tongue chidingly. 

“But you’re so far away. How can you see them properly from all the way over there?” 

Azriel knew this game. Knew exactly what Rhys was after. But he crawled forward anyway. 

He loved this game too, after all. 

“Oh look at you,” Rhys said. “You’re all worked up.”

And he was. His cock was painfully hard and already weeping, pointed straight up at the objects of his lust like an angry red arrow. 

“I’ll make you feel better,” the High Lord promised. 

And then he was pulling the other male into a fierce, burning kiss that made Cassian moan as Feyre’s cunt contracted. 

It was not an easy kiss, the way it so often was for the rest of them. There was always a sort of coiled tension between the High Lord and his spymaster. A battle of wills and personalities. They were so different…but also far too alike for them not to be at odds. 

Especially in the bedroom. 

“Beg.” Azriel demanded as he pulled Rhys back with a vicious tug at the roots of his hair. 

Rhys grinned haughtily. He was never one to give up control. Unless it was to his mate. Though of course Azriel was much the same. They all were when it came to their dear, sweet High Lady. 

“Would you like that Az?” The High Lord asked, white teeth flashing in a predator’s smile. “To see your High Lord beg?”

“You always did like to talk.” 

“Perhaps you’d rather I do something else with my mouth?”

Azriel didn’t bother agreeing. Simply shoved Rhys’s face down, knowing he’d get the message. 

The High Lord chuckled, nuzzling against the other male’s thigh. 

“Does it need a kiss?” He asked the weeping red cock as he mouthed along the thin skin where thigh met groin. Azriel hissed as he sucked a mark there. 

But then, much to his frustration, Rhys turned away to cast his other lovers a sly serpent’s smile. 

“How very rude of me. I didn’t even offer you a taste.”

Feyre felt her heart leap at the same time that her cunt throbbed. 

“Would you like that my Darling? Do you want to taste Azriel’s cock?”

She did. She did want that. 

Feyre whined. 

“Of course you do. Because you’re such a good girl aren’t you?”

Rhys petted her hair back softly before hauling Azriel forward like a sacrificial offering. 

“Come along now, your High Lady wants your cock.” 

It took no urging at all to get Azriel to shuffle forward and guide his aching cock into his High Lady’s open mouth. Wide and wanting. 

He never could say no to Feyre. 

“Fuck,” he shivered. 

“That’s it,” Rhys cooed softly. “Take the whole thing. Like I know you can.” 

His flesh is burning hot against her tongue. A slow, unrelenting push to the back of her throat. She feels feverish. Full. Overwhelmed. A cock in her cunt and another in her throat. She hears a voice cooing softly in her ear as another grunted and groaned and yet another hissed for her to ‘hold still’. 

Feyre had never been a very religious person. The few human temples of her youth had held no interest for her and she still felt a certain distance towards the temples of the fae who worshipped the Mother. 

But here? Here she thought perhaps she almost understood religion. Here she had a purpose. Here she was made whole. 

There was a strange sort of rhythm between the four of them. A push and pull as Cassian fucked her cunt and Azriel fucked her mouth and all the while Rhys drove them all into a hot, slippery frenzy. 

Cassian was the first to come. A choked roar. Fingers dug deep into the meat of her hips. That was all it took to push her over the edge into that pulsing, shivering pleasure she loved so much. A few more shoves of his cock between her lips and she felt, rather than tasted, the hot spurt of cum down the back of her throat. 

They all collapsed in a heap after that. Too exhausted and blissed out to possibly move for more. 

Perhaps in another half hour…

“Look at you all,” Rhys chided softly with a cluck of his tongue. “What a mess you’ve made.” 

“You’re rather bossy for someone who did none of the work,” Feyre teased tiredly. “Maybe you should be the one to clean us up?” 

Rhys grinned. 

“As my High Lady commands.”

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[mamablackshuck]

The Devil’s Brood Mare pt. 1

The goat man stepped into the clearing where five women had been dancing naked in the woods. Moonlight highlighted his black fur and massive curling horns, and the sheen of sweat on the womens’ skin as they stepped aside nervously watching him approach their circle. He sniffed the air as he moved closer, honing in on a scent.

“One amongst thy number is fertile.” Barely audible, he turned to face one of them.

“Wouldst thou like to live deliciously?” he said softly.

She stared wide-eyed at the creature before her. Head and feet of a goat, torso and limbs of a man though furred black like the rest of him. Her eyes dropped and caught his pulsing manhood raised, already glistening with pre-cum. Testicles, bigger than the largest apples she’d ever seen, hung swollen and heavy beneath it; skin stretched to the point where it shone. So large, she could cup one with both hands and she still would not be able to close her hands around it. Breath heaving, she could feel the slickness between her legs seeping out already. She shifted and it oozed onto her thigh. Heart racing, she slowly, her gaze returned to the creature’s face.

“Lay back then,” he commanded in that same quiet voice.

She lowered herself to the grass. Still soft, not yet burned by the heat of summer, but dry and comfortable. She could feel the stunned gazes of her coven sisters watching. They had not expected a response to their summons, but here he was, perhaps called more by her apparent scent than their dancing and offerings.

She felt his cock touch the swollen, wet lips between her thighs, it’s girth spreading them slowly, stretching her and forcing her open in a way she only could describe as delicious. She gasped and writhed in response. As he reentered her with each achingly slow thrust, she could’ve sworn his cock became ever so slightly larger. Her breath came heavy as he milked her cunt of her creamy juices, causing more and more of it to leak out and flow between her ass cheeks. She could hear herself moaning out loud now, delirious from need. His girth stretching her past her limits, each thrust slow and unrelenting, its bulk gradually showing its course of travel through the skin of her belly, filling her. Through the din of desire, she could hear his own breath becoming long and deep. It was almost time.

He pushed himself into her hard.

Her belly filled with heat.

Thrust.

More hot fluid flooded into her.

Thrust.

She could feel herself swelling.

Thrust.

So much.

Thrust.

What had she done?

Thrust.

Deeper and deeper he filled her.

Thrust.

She felt herself clench around him. It felt almost foreign as her cunt throbbed around his massive cock. She could feel its girth rubbing the bones of her pelvis, he had become so large. Her body betrayed her, selfishly milking him and forcing her to take in more of his hot seed. Crying out, the desire raging through her conflicted with the realization of what had just transpired. She bucked and cried under him, unable to come down from her throes of pleasure, overstimulated from his cock still filling her, stretching her thin, his seed flooding her creating a new, soft mound on her belly. A soft, triumphant smile spread on his lips. He kept his weight on her thrashing form still clenching him, watching as pleasure and lust broke her. This one was even more delightful than the last. Locking himself into her sweet, slick hole, letting her milk every last drop until at last he was spent. Another innocent was now his.

[This concludes part 1 of my fanfic inspired by The VVitch! If you enjoyed it, give it a like and follow me to catch part 2!]

[trtyutr]

Hey man, couldn't resist messaging. My ideal guy knocking me up is some burly hairy builder. Strong, tattooed, always musky in his work gear. Always a turn on haha 😈

(Careful what you wish for) You met on the street when you were walking home. He was a massive hulk, big bellied beast. A carpet of hair covers the tattoos, which you later learned covered all of him from the neck down. He was a bull, pregnant from a random hook-up. He caught you staring, so he started flirting with you, asked you out. You started dating after that. He doesn't take you out on dates often but spends a lot of time with you. He gets off the site after you get home from work, and your place is closer to the site than his is. He shows up every week night, and a bull has needs. He fucks you still in covered in the work grime and in uniform the second he walks in the door. After that, he showers, changes into fresh clothes, and comes out to fuck you again. You two have dinner after that, and then he rides your dick. You two have been in that routine for months, and you knew what you were getting into when you started dating a fertile, pregnant bull, but what happened was more than you imagined. First was the bloat, and the pregnancy test. You're having three dozen of his kids. Your belly swelled in weeks and didn't stop. The real changes happened after he gave birth. Your dick and balls started growing, begging you to knock him up again, which you did. Then your chest started filling out, and that was fine, his was already swollen with milk, but yours didn't stop, and to join them three more rows of milk bloated pecs popped up. Now as you waddle home, your shirt does little to hide your eight mammaries, their large nipples, or your eight-month baby bump holding 37 larges kids. Your pants strain against your constantly hard four-foot-long cock and your beach ball testicles. As you walk by the still under construction building, your man is waiting for you, pregnant with fifty of your kids. He smiles at the sight of you, and offers a quick fuck on site.

[bjornkram]

House: The patient has a head ache and a swollen testicle at the same time which would point to robofloxicity but she doesn't have a toothache which rules out the obvious answer. We need to find out what can account for the lack of toothache in the patient before her balls swell up so large that they'll be a featured balloon at the next Macy's day parade.

Chase: it could be encephalitis

Foreman: she's obviously on drugs

Cameron: it could still be rebofloxicity theres the possibility that a gormpinictal growth on the testicle has made it so she can't feel her teeth.

House: wrong, did you all actually graduate from med school or are we going to have some confessions to make. No the obvious answer is that she bumped her head on a pole and is lying about it. Now why would someone bump into a pole and try to hide it? Well I'll give you a hint and it starts with p and ends with empogison's disease. Her brain rattled around in her skull a little too much after the bonk and damaged her memory. She's not lying she forgot. Administer 500 mcs of wembinzin and start her on an himictalin. Schedule a O.R. for 4, we're going to drill into her brain to see if the pempogison's is being caused by an underlying clot.

Foreman: If it's not pempogison's the wimbinzin will make her heart explode.

House: And if it does we'll know if I'm wrong or not

Willson: Cancel the surgery, we've got a problem, her liver just metastasized into her stomach. She's going into full badrienal shock. Also I'm cheating on my wife again.

[matildaofthegreenfields]

7. Dating Boys

In 6th grade, Ali started dating a boy named Scott, so I dated his brother Bobby just so we could be together. Bobby was a year older than us and didn’t seem to mind, and I didn’t care that I was not that attracted to Bobby. He was tall and lanky with blond hair and fair skin that was sprinkled with some freckles. What he lacked in appeal he more than made up for in manners and charm. He was very kind, held the door for me wherever we went, and he spoke well above his grade level. But what really mattered was that Ali and I got to be together by dating brothers. The four of us would go to school dances, to the local pizza shop, we did everything together. Scott and Bobby lived in a row house a few blocks over from the complex of apartments Ali and I lived in.

After school the four of us would go over to Scott and Bobby’s as their parents were not yet home from work and, as long as Ali and I were gone by 4 o’clock, no one would get in trouble. Most of the time, we would go down into their basement and sit on the couch and make out. Eventually, that led to touching and exploring, first over our clothes and then underneath. At one point, it became very apparent that Bobby was more than a little excited, as he had a considerable bulge underneath he jeans. The more I played with it, the more it grew, and I could feel his shaft getting hard as it went up and off to one side of his jeans. Naturally, I started to unzip his jeans, and as I did, he recoiled from me and said, “what are you doing?” I became immediately resentful at him pulling back and questioning me. So I said, “what the hell do you think I am doing?”. I noticed Ali and Scott stopped kissing and were watching us. Bobby said, “not in front of my brother, ok?” and he got up and took my hand and led me upstairs. It really hadn’t crossed my mind that he did not want to undress in front of his brother, but it made sense. I was an only child. I never had any problems with nudity in front of others. Later in life, even public nudity was fine, but perhaps that was just me, and not everyone shared my comfort with my own body?

We sat on their upstairs couch and resumed kissing. I leaned into him as I kissed him and took a second shot at unzipping his jeans, but I was having trouble with the button as they were pretty tight. Once I was in, I could not locate him through his underwear. I told him to stand up, which he did. I got down on my knees and finished undoing his jeans and, still stinging from his recoil in the basement and the trouble I had with his jeans, I roughly tugged them down to his knees. Then I pulled down his underwear, too. I could tell Bobby was a little nervous with how fast we were moving, but I didn’t care. Looking at him, Bobby's penis was completely erect, so much so that it seemed to strain against the limitations of its own skin, as it pointed almost straight up in the air. It was about five inches in length and the skin was a rich cream color with some freckles, just like on his face. The head was noticably swollen and a beautiful shade of soft pink, with a beige band around his shaft, just below the head. Comparatively, his testicles would have seemed more appropriate for a much larger penis. They were as large as a robin's eggs and seemed heavy as the sack strained to hold their weight. I took his erect penis in my hand and gently pulled it down towards me so the external opening at the tip of his head was facing my mouth. I wrapped my fingers around it and began to stroke him back and forth. In a matter of seconds, after only a few strokes, Bobby came all over me! It completely gushed out with such speed and volume that I had no time to react. He came on my face, in my eye, in my mouth, on my hair, and on my sweater. I simply had no time to react before it was all over. I mean, I could have put him into my mouth if I knew he would cum that quickly, but no. He made no sounds or provided any warning. Perhaps he was as surprised as I was? Now, to my credit, a less experienced girl would have screamed and carried on, but I did not. I let go of his shaft, stood up facing him, with my hands out at my side, palms facing him as if to demonstrate what a mess he just made, and said, “I need to use your bathroom. Now.” Bobby began apologizing frantically and tried his best to hide his embarrassment while pulling up his underwear and pants. Ali, hearing the commotion came upstairs and saw me and said,

"what happened?"

"he came on me."

"oh shit, his folks are gonna be home soon."

"I have to wash this off. I can't walk home like this. Bad enough I'm the neighborhood tramp, now I'm the neighborhood cum dumpster as well!"

Bobby quickly said, "The upstairs bathroom has a tub and shower" I reached out my hand for Ali as I had a hard time seeing at this point.

She guided me upstairs. Once in the bathroom she closed the door. Looking at me she laughed and said, "Fuck Tilly, its everywhere". Laughing too, I said, "Yeah, he probably saved it up all week, lucky me"

"What's it taste like?"

Sarcastically I responded, "Vanilla ice cream"

"No really, what does it taste like?"

"Give me a kiss and find out for yourself."

Ali began kissing me on my lips. She licked the cum off of my cheek. She put her lips on my closed eye and ran her tongue over it’s lid. She pulled back and frowned, "Doesn't taste like any ice cream I've ever had before!" We laughed and I kissed her back. Despite the situation, whenever Ali kissed me, I'd close my eyes and see fireworks. Every time.

"It's a hard taste to describe, isn't it?" she said, analytically.

"Raw oysters."

"when did you have raw oysters?"

"A gallery opening for my mom once."

"I've never had them."

Ali got a wash cloth out of the vanity and rinsed it with warm water, "Here, hold still." She wiped the semen off my face, rinsing the wash cloth in the running water. She reached under my sweater and from the outside, dabbed my sweater clean.

"What do we do about your hair?"

"I have to wash it out."

Ali turned on the tub and got the water warm. I leaned my head over the tub and she wet my hair. Then she found some shampoo and put some in my hair and washed it.

"There are these little white clumps I can't get out." She said.

"Just do your best."

“These little guys are really hanging on to your hair.”

“I can finish at home. Just need the big stuff out.”

“I will but its like fucking glue.”

After a few minutes, my hair was relatively semen-free and she towel dried it and put it in a ponytail. She looked at me and nodded her head affirmatively stating, “No one will ever know you got sprayed.” (laughter) “Fuck, you’re sure?” Ali nodded again. I looked in the mirror and though all my makeup was washed off, I definitely looked better than the haphazardly glazed doughnut I saw in the mirror earlier.

We came downstairs and said our hasty goodbyes. Bobby apologized again. I put my hand on his cheek and kissed him on the lips and said, "Don't worry about it, it could happen to anybody." Ali kissed Scott goodbye and then we walked towards the door. Ali turned back and said, "Oh by the way, Bobby, your cum tastes just like vanilla ice cream!" We both laughed and walked out the door, holding hands, and went home. I have no idea what Bobby and Scott talked about after we left, but it was probably really uncomfortable, or maybe they didn’t talk at all.

When Bobby came on me, I was instantly reminded of witnessing the strange affinity some women have for men to ejaculate on them. It always seemed disrespectful to me, like spray painting over the Mona Lisa. You have this beautiful woman who has made herself beautiful for you and this is how you repay her? It seems completly disrespectful and I never understood it and now that it happened to me, I definitely do not understand.

My mom never minded when I was home when she had her parties. It was a regular occurrence and I became used to the noise and would often sleep right through from an early age. One Saturday, I overheard my mom talking to a friend on the phone. It wasn’t Aunt Carmen but whomever it was she assured them that something was going to happen that night and she had prepared everything. Something told me that I needed to see this. My mom tried to get someone to watch me at their house but could not find anyone. She asked me to stay in my room and not come out, but I had different plans. After my mom said good night and tucked me in, I snuck into the broom closet, which opened into the main room and had a louvered door, so I could see everything that went on. An hour after the party started, and many drinks were consumed, my mother placed a plastic tarp on the floor and lowered the lights. I thought for sure there was going to be some type of blood sacrifice, but I was wrong.

Jen, one of my mom's more casual acquaintances, walked out of my mom's bedroom completely naked and knelt on the floor in the middle of the plastic tarp. My mom positioned several spotlights on Jen and grabbed her camera. Jen motioned for three, of the twelve or so men there that night, none of whom were her husband, to come over towards her. The men stepped forward, unzipped their pants, and pulled out their penises. Jen took the penis of the man standing in front of her and placed it in her mouth and began to give him a blowjob; sliding her mouth back and forth along his shaft. He had a large penis and Jen completely consumed it and had her nose up against his abdomen before long. She then grabbed the other two men's penises, one with each hand, and rolled her fingers around their shafts, and mover her hands back and forth. After a few minutes, she would motion for another three men to come forward and reveal themselves, while the others moved out of the way; still stroking themselves to maintain their erections. No one in the room was talking as everyone watched Jen as she performed on every man in the room, including, eventually, her husband, Michael. After a while, a man walked over to Jen, stroking himself, then with a labored grunt and pelvic thrust, came onto her face. Now, some men’s ejaculations shot out multiple times with force, creating a flying stream of opaque fluid, moving through the air towards Jen’s face. Others simply got off one good shot and dripped or sputtered the rest down onto the tarp. After several rounds of ejaculating, most of the men were spent and closed in on her, wiping their penises on her face and in her hair as the last of their cum oozed out.

It not only went on her face, and in her hair, but down her neck

and back, and onto her breasts. Eventually, after the first few shots, she kept her eyes tightly shut and just knelt there and took it. One man ejaculated with such force that it caught Jen by surprise and even flinched a little as it sprayed onto her forehead and eyes. Several men, who came back multiple times, walked up beside her or even behind her with the intent of cumming in her long, strawberry-blond hair. When they were finished, she had long strands of opalescent cum in her hair, frozen in time in the shape it held as it flew towards her and became ensnared, unmoving, in her hair. Jen's head and shoulders were now awash in the semen from all of these men.

When things began to wind down, my mother hung a black backdrop behind Jen and re-positioned the lights. She took her camera and began to take pictures. A veil was placed on her head and photographed as was a nun's habit, a women’s head scarf, and several other hats and head dresses. While the pictures were being taken, several women knelt down and continued to work on the men. One of the men even knelt down and began to service one of the other men.

When it was over, my mom took Jen by the hand and helped her up off of her knees. Several other women came and helped as well. My mom started to lead her back into her bedroom to take a shower, but several women held her back and began to caress her body, rubbing their hands in the mixture and then rubbing it on themselves or licking their fingers. They began to kiss her lips and suck the glaze off of her neck and breasts.

I questioned whether this was even art or some strange incantation. Of course, life is art, and art is life, and one can argue that everything, even the most mundane or ridiculous things in life, is art. Eventually, a wealthy Japanese businessman purchased a large print of one of the photographs and paid a lot of money for it.

Jen came over to visit my mom the next day, and both acted as if nothing had happened. They sat on the couch, drank coffee, smoked cigarettes, and chatted. I walked into the room and said hello to Jen, whom my mom formally introduced me to. I told her I was glad to meet her and commented on her beautiful hair. In the end, bobby's accident was a small incident that I got over quickly. It certainly wasn’t the last time I would have a boy or a man cum on me, though I never put myself into a position like Jen had done with my mom and all those men. Eventually, I even developed a real taste for the sticky stuff, which I will get into later.

©️ 2025 Matilda of the Green Fields

[tinytalkingtina]

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We both know why I'm here at this point 💜

🏴‍☠️💥 Eddierotica + BB

Another successful BB writing session in the books, and more terrible prose for you to enjoy, continuing from here under the cut :D:

His balls weren’t doing much better. They were so swollen and heavy, bouncing around enough to smack his ass with every push from Analhilator-3000. Stuart wasn’t sure how to feel about getting a “good game” slap from his own testicles when he hadn’t even had an orgasm yet.

Make me write (except not I have to catch up on 30 asks send help and also panic)