#tw cock

[envy-stims]

penis typo stimboard

[cosmicstarlatte]

alaksldlgksk imagine making out with your monster bf for the first time and they get a little too excited and accidently choke you with their tongue down your throat 🥹 they're freaking out and apologizing and you're all

"no pls do that again"

[thescaryhyperfem]

HAS ANYONE ALSO SEEN AN AD THAT LOOKS LIKE THIS???

YOUTUBE JUST SHOWED ME AN AD OF MEN CARRYING A BIG PENIS STATUE. WHAT THE FUCK I JUST WANT TO WATCH FLAMINGO

[g00dgirlprincess-2]

What's a woman gotta do to get stalked, kidnapped and bred around here?

[xofemeraldstars]

9-1-1 -> 2x16 ❝ bobby begins again ❞

[yanderestarangel]

I was watching the story mode again, in English now because I had only seen the dub in Portuguese.... And watching this man, with me being in the fertile period...

HEAR ME OUT.... PLEASE-

I want this man to get me pregnant.

I want this man to fuck me every day without stopping. At home, in the room, on the ceiling, on the floor, on the street, on top of a bus.

I just want to feel his dick inside me so hard that I can't even think, all my problems thrown out the window while I could only moan his name and feel him breed in my pussy again.

I need to serve this man.

I need to give him the best head he's ever received in his life, and leave him seeing stars.

I need this man whining and making me whine at the same time.

If Bi Han has fifteen fans I'm one of them,

if Bi Han has three fans I'm among the three,

if Bi Han has only one fan that's me,

and if Bi Han has no fans I'll be dead.

[konigsblog]

pup!reader w/ an oral fixation - soap mactavish

cw: pup!reader, pup play, collars, ownership, slight power dynamic, praise, oral fixation, hybrids.

you're such an obedient dog; following all orders so well and pleasuring your owner eagerly. you're his perfect dog, gazing down at you with lustful eyes, drooling all over yourself because you want something stuffed deep down your throat, desperate for something thick stuffed into your slick mouth, to have your soft lips wrapped around something.

perhaps it's an oral fixation – i mean, you're constantly chewing at your dog toys and his gloved hand, it wouldn't surprise johnny if you had an oral fixation. in fact, johnny takes advantage of it, instead. he'll push his fingers down your puppy mouth, watching you drool and suck at his thick, gloved fingers, panting and heaving while he pumps them down your throat, preparing you to take something longer and thicker than his fingers.

johnny keeps a firm grip on your collar, holding it tightly while he eases his fat, hard cock down your tight throat. naive, you didn't think about how your throat would be aching, strained and painful. poor puppy, just keep sucking owner johnny's cock gently and don't think about a thing, drooling all around him while he plays with your doggy ears, your eyes obediently and eagerly looking up into his, excited and ready to take him even deeper. :(

[zorosdimples]

the first time yuuji pisses inside you is an accident. he’s overzealous, fucking you nearly to the point of passing out, overstimulating himself in the process. what he thought would be a fresh load is actually a steady stream of hot, golden liquid—immediately followed by his cum. the feeling of release, of warm, sticky wetness is addictive; and his orgasm after is the most intense he has ever experienced. he can’t help put make this a routine.

[poppy-metal]

nonconning fawn!art…….. getting him on his hands and knees, pulling his little fawn tail while you stroke his dick and ask why he’s hard if he says he doesn’t want it… why he looks like a scared little deer in the headlights… he shouldn’t have been in the woods alone looking so cute, little fawn should know better, doesn’t he use his stupid little brain?

WOOF WOOOF WOOOF fawn!arts pretty pink uncut cock <33333 he's so frightened but you think he likes the fear, why else would he tread is territory where you reside? why is his little cock hard and unsheathing from his fuzzy foreskin if he didn't want you to pounce on him?

hhhh his whole body trembling as you lean over his back - feel him twitch and dribble into your palm when your tits press against him. you hum - wondering "are the little fawn girls not to your likin', boy?" dragging your hand up and down his stiff length, using your fingers to circle his dripping tip, massage the crown making him cry out helplessly. "you wanted pussy from someone mean. hmmm?"

you feel his answering spurt of precum against your fingers, even as tears slip down his reddened cheeks and he shakes his head - "n - nooooo. no I'm sorry! let me go - p -please -" but he can't even make it sound convincing, poor thing.

makes you want to bully him even more. turning him on his back in the grass and trying not to mount him right then - shaking like a leaf under you with wide doe eyes his fingers twitching and curling in the blades of grass. if he was truly fearful to the point of wanting to flee - he'd used the antlers on his head to try and spear you - his only defense - but he hasn't tried once to buck up and hurt you. you grin, your teeth showing.

"let you go?" you drag the tip of your finger up his pink dick - tracing the prominent vein spiderwebbing up the side with your nail. all the way to his dark pink tip. he looks so juicy and creamy at there. leaking fluid steadily from his slit. your mouth fills with saliva. "but I'm so hungry."

arts eyes widen. he starts babbling pleas when you wrap a warm fist around his thick base and lower begin to lower your head - "no please don't! oh, don't! y - you can't - " again aside from his trembling and shaky words he makes no move to truly get away - his cock jerking madly in your hand, drooling like a faucet. you sink your lips around him and look up just in time to see his pretty blue eyes cross as you sheath him in your warm wet mouth. sinking steadily down to overwhelm him with the sensation.

"ahhhh - ! o - ohhhh - oh god - oh -" he turns his face into the grass, tears leaking from his lashes as you start to bob up and down. stimulating his stiff cock. his perfectly round pink balls twitch and draw tight - covered in soft white fur - you feel them brush softly against your chin and hum. lave your tongue up the underside of his rigidness, feeling every individual vien there. you pull back and cup his soft sweet sack, drool dripping from your grinning mouth, full of sharp teeth.

"these will do nicely." you tell him, reveling in his pleasured gasp when you squeeze him. "you're gonna empty these inside me, little fawn. deep inside my tight carnivorous cunt - m'gonna eat you right up -"

art begins to cry. you'd feel bad if his dick wasn't jumping and leaking in your hand at the mere mention of being inside your pussy.

[luvrgreyy]

THE AMERICAN DREAM

leon kennedy x f!reader

word count: 2.4k summary: living the picture perfect marriage with leon. masterlist | taglist | ko-fi

18+ MDNI. DEAD DOVE. typical american marriage, mentions of abuse, throwing up, drugging/use of drugs, gaslighting, leon being mean and condescending — he’s very ooc in this one, non-con, basically somnophilia, unprotected sex, p in v, choking, slapping, spanking, spitting, fingering(vaginal and mouth), degrading language.

a/n: 100 FOLLOWER SPECIAL !! thank you so much everyone <3 sorry if the writing on this ones a little sloppy, this one’s mostly self indulgent and i was half asleep when making this so i didn’t really know what i was writing down. anyways, hope you guys enjoy this, love you all xx.

you loved your husband. your relationship was everything you’ve ever wanted. a nice house in a beautiful suburb — white picket fence and all — a doting husband, and an idyllic life that seemed straight out of a hollywood movie. each day was laced with domestic bliss.

everything was perfect, living the dream with the perfect husband. you don't even remember the fact that he took you away from your family. or that he was systematically drugging you, slipping small doses of amnesiacs into your food and drink to keep your memory fuzzy and prevent you from remembering the fact that he was basically abusing and raping you on a daily basis. the drug kept you docile and unquestioning.

sometimes, you have nightmares about it, though you can’t really remember anything, and you think they’re just things your brain like to make up.

you woke up with a start, your hands clenched tightly into fists in the bed sheets as your breath came in sharp and fast. the room was quiet, except for the soft ticking of the clock. it’s the same nightmare, the same thing that leaves you feeling disoriented and unsettled, but you can't recall the details.

you felt your husband shift behind you, his warm body pressing against yours. "mm, baby," his groggy voice rumbled sleepily, his hands slipping around your waist to pull you closer against him, a touch meant to be soothing. his chin rested against your shoulder, his lips trailing languidly across the nape of your neck. “you okay?”

“another nightmare?” he murmured lowly, sensing your unease.

"i— i'm gonna throw up,”

a slight pause and then leon sprung into action. he immediately rolled over and gently pulled you into his arms, cradling you against his chest while he carried you towards the bathroom.

“it’s alright, sweetheart. let it all out,” he soothed, his voice a soft, comforting murmur as he cradled you closely. he leaned you over the toilet, holding your hair back as you wretched and retched.

he held you close to him, gently massaging your back with one hand, stroking your spine soothingly with his fingers, all while using his other hand to hold your hair back.

“i’ve got you,” he whispered softly, pressing gentle kisses on the crown of your head, his arms holding you firmly yet gently as you hunched over the toilet. his free hand reaches over to grab a clean towel and wiping away any remnants of vomit from your lips.

after a few moments, your body slumped and you gasped for breath, leaning against him for support. he continued to hold you gently, running his fingers softly over your clammy skin.

"tea?" you looked up at him with hazy eyes, still feeling queasy. the room was spinning and your stomach churned at the mere thought of food. but the idea of drinking something soothing sounded nice.

"yes... please,"

he ushers you into the kitchen, fetching a tea bag and a cup from the cabinet and pouring in some boiling water from the kettle. he sets the cup on the table and takes a seat across from you.

“here,” he hands you a steaming mug of tea, his large hand brushing against yours for just a moment. you take a sip and it tastes strange — slightly bitter and with a weird aftertaste. but it does seem to ease the churning in your stomach.

he sighs in relief as you take another sip of your tea, not noticing the small pill dissolved in the cup.

“there we go, sweetheart. i know you've been feeling a bit under the weather lately. that’ll help you relax and feel better in no time,”

he smiles warmly, pretending to care about your wellbeing, when in reality he's just trying to keep you sedated so you don't realize what a hellish existence you're living.

you blinked slowly, the warm tea feeling good as it slid down your throat. the room was still spinning a bit, but you felt yourself starting to relax. leon watched you carefully, relieved that the nausea seemed to be subsiding.

“feel dizzy,” you mumble slowly.

he reached across the table to pat your hand gently. "there, there sweetheart. why don’t i take you back to bed so you can rest? you’re clearly exhausted,"

without waiting for a response, he helps you to your feet and steers you towards the bedroom. you stumble and sway on unsteady legs, unable to resist as he guides you. once you're on the bed, he covers you with a blanket and tucks you in snugly.

"oh, my poor baby.. i’ll join you in a few minutes, just gonna wash up the dishes in the kitchen."

you can barely keep your eyes open as the drug pulls you under. your last thought is wondering why you feel so tired all the time, before slipping into a deep, medicated slumber. you snuggle deeper into the blankets, your eyelids growing heavier by the second. leon lingers by the bedside, watching you with a mixture of amusement and anticipation.

soon, your breathing evens out and your body goes limp, succumbing to the drug's effects. leon smiles, satisfied. he knows he has a window of opportunity before you wake up again. without wasting any time, he quietly slips up your nightgown, exposing your tender flesh to his hungry eyes and eager touch. his hands roam freely over your body, groping and squeezing as he pleases. he reaches up and cups one breast with each hand, weighing them appreciatively.

he leans down and starts planting wet kisses across your neck and chest, staying close so you don't stir.

then he's on top of you, shoving his pants down and mounting you roughly.

your moans and protests are muffled by your sleep-addled state as he ravages you mercilessly, using his big, strong hands to hold you down and shut you up.

“l-lee—leon,” you manage to mumble.

leon silences you by reaching down and forcing two fingers into your mouth, thrusting them between your lips.

"shh, ‘ts okay baby," he hums into your ear, giving your cunt a light slap that makes you yelp around his fingers. "such a good girl, taking it so well," he praises you with a growl as he works your mouth open with his fingers, stretching your jaw wide for his invasion. your protests are swallowed by your own gag reflex as he fucks your face with no regard for your well-being.

your mind is hazy and you can't seem to rouse yourself enough to push him away. he's just too strong, too overpowering. you're at his mercy, helpless to resist as he takes what he wants.

his fingers finally slip free from your mouth, coated in saliva. he uses that same hand to roughly spread your legs further apart, pleased with how easily he’s able to violate you in your vulnerable state.

he flips you upright and pulls your hips back, exposing your pussy to the air. he runs a finger along your slit, feeling how wet he's made you.

"look at you, getting all worked up over nothing," he chuckles darkly, spreading your lips and poking his big finger into your entrance.

“so wet f’me,” he coos, sliding his finger inside you and starts to pump it, scissoring it to stretch you. you moan and wriggle against him, still only semi-conscious.

leon ignores your attempts at protest, too focused on his own pleasure. his hips start rocking, his hard cock rubbing against your thighs as he uses you like a doll. “fucking slut, getting off to this," he growls, giving your clit a harsh pinch that makes you whine. his words are thick with insincerity, a mocking edge to his voice as he uses the pet name he knows you love. in reality, he despises you and views you as nothing more than an object to use at his leisure.

you try to push him away with your sleepy hands, clawing and flailing your arms, but he pins them to the mattress easily. he's too strong, and you're too weak from the drugs coursing through your system.

“be good and stay still," he growls, smashing his mouth down on yours to muffle any screams that might escape. his tongue probes aggressively at your lips, seeking entry. you cry out as he thrusts his thick cock into your resistance, splitting you open and making you scream. his hips start pounding into you with renewed vigor, bouncing off your ass as he breeds you hard and fast. the bed creaks and shifts with each brutal thrust.

"so fucking tight," he groans, starting to piston his hips, using your throat for leverage.

he grunts and growls as he ruts into you like a beast, your body sloppily pressed against his. your head is forced to bob up and down on his cock as he thrusts, drool streaming down your chin. your muffled whimpers and protests are lost around his shaft. “look at that, you take my cock so well baby," his filthy words are punctuated by sharp smacks to your ass and thighs, keeping you off-balance and unable to fully rouse. he's relentless, using your mouth and body for his own sick satisfaction.

your struggles weaken further as the air gets cut off from your lungs. he pauses to spit in your face, the slick substance mingling with your tears and drool. “what’s the matter sweetheart? can’t breathe?" he taunts, smacking your face. "just relax, you can take it." he punctuates his words with a sharp smack to your inner thigh, making you gasp and squirm beneath him.

the bed frame creaks ominously with each powerful thrust, threatening to give way and spill you both to the floor. his hands are everywhere, gripping your hips, pulling your hair, slapping your ass. he's completely lost in his own pleasure, using you as a means to an end. you try to squirm away from him, but it's futile. he's too strong, and you're too drowsy. he simply reaches up and clamps a hand over your mouth, muffling any cries for help.

"quit fucking squirming," he growls. but somehow, he’s lying. he wants you to fight back, to struggle and make it harder for him. it's more exciting that way. your throat burns as he continues to use it as leverage, twisting your head with every brutal thrust. tears stream down your cheeks, your eyes squeezed shut in fear and pain.

saliva and juices run down your thighs as he slams into you without mercy. your mind is fuzzy and disconnected, unable to fully process the assault on your body. all you can do is endure, a ragdoll for leon to use and abuse as he sees fit.

"atta girl," he hisses. "take it, baby." he punctuates his words with another sharp smack to the ass, the sting adding to your growing pile of discomfort.

you can only moan and mewl in response, too far gone to resist. your body is numb, your mind foggy and detached.

you try to nod, too weak to do anything but comply. he loosens his grip on your throat and moves his hand back to your hip, pulling you against him roughly. his cock throbs inside you, swelling up further as he gets close to coming.

"fuck, gonna cum," he warns, his hips redoubling their pace. you moan helplessly as he breeds you hard and fast, the bed creaking and shifting under you. he slaps your ass hard twice, the sound echoing in the room. he groans, coming with a loud grunt. your body is wracked with shudders as he fills you with his cum, your cunt clamping down on his shaft to milk him for every drop.

when he finally pulls out, you're left gasping and sputtering, drool dripping down your face. you lie there in stunned silence afterwards, sprawled beneath him in a puddle of your own fluids. leon collapses on top of you, pinning you to the bed as his chest heaves with exertion.

you're still drifting in and out of consciousness when leon rolls off of you and onto his side, facing away from you. your mind is a fog, struggling to process the events that just transpired. a small sob escapes your lips as you try to make sense of the pain, confusion, and shame that's flooding through you.

after what felt like an eternity, leon reaches over and pulls you into his side, pressing your body close to his. you can feel his warmth, his heartbeat, away his arms are uncomfortably resting atop your skin.

slowly but surely, the fog in your mind starts to clear. you become aware of the dull ache in your throat, the soreness of between your legs, and the disgust you feel for yourself.

fresh tears spring to your eyes as the reality of your situation comes crashing down on you.

"shh, calm down baby," he whispers, stroking your hair soothingly. but his touch is cold and clammy, sending shivers down your spine.

your body feels heavy and numb, your mind hazy and disconnected. slowly, your eyes flutter open. the room is blurry, the edges fuzzy. you try to move, but your limbs feel like lead. leon's face swims into view, his features distorted. "you had a bad dream," he murmurs, his voice sounding distant.

"just another nightmare, sweetheart. it’s okay, i'm here." his words are slurred, his face wobbly. you try to focus, but it's impossible. your vision starts to tunnel, fading to black. the last thing you hear is leon's gentle humming, lulling you back to sleep.

when you wake again, you'll have no memory of the nightmare, no recollection of the way he violated and degraded you. the drug will ensure that. all you'll know is that you slept fitfully and woke up feeling unwell.

tags: @crowleyco @arcane5019

[seraphdreams]

No cause Choso is stepbro coded 🤤

he is !

he’s so sweet stepbro that checks up on you late at night when you’re supposed to be sleeping but you’re wide awake due to the nimble fingers stuffed in your achy cunt . . . you’ve been wanting to get off for a while now, rutting those same lithe digits into your hole for the past thirty minutes, but your fingers just don’t reach those places that choso’s do — he’d be so willing to help you out when you ask too, why wouldn’t he? you’re his cute little sister after all n he’s a great big bro !! his thick fingers, nails painted an inky black, pumping in and out of your greedy hole while he kisses you nice n sloppy, letting his tongue lav around yours in a way that has your breath bitching n mind spinning, taking in your sweet moans . . . he knows it’s wrong but he can’t stop himself from giving you what you want, what you need. for now he’ll keep it on the low, he’ll convince you that this is just what big brothers do . . .

[gojoest]

pregnancy freak satoru not letting you lift a finger let alone carry stuff, be it your purse even, bc you are with his child now and you are to sit back and let him take care of everything. the way he is so overprotective is very endearing really but gets a bit out of hand at some point when he offers to hand feed you during mealtimes so you don’t have to bother with the utensils. you want to teach him a lesson, hoping he’d read the room and stop treating you like you’re on your deathbed—you refuse to hold his cock, saying it’s too heavy. but instead you give him a boner and an ego boost. now he holds it for you whenever you suck him off….

[fanfics4all]

Cock Worshiping

Request: Yes / No Kinktober Day 16

Don’t be shy, request things! <3 Have a nice day/night

Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader 

Word count: 790

Warnings: SMUT

Summary: You've noticed your boyfriend, Daryl, has been so stressed lately and you decide to show him how amazing he is.

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I did absolutely everything I could to make sure tonight would be perfect. Daryl needed to relax because he’s been working too hard lately. I waited in the house that we shared in Alexandria. I got dolled up in a little set I found on a run. I spent a lot of time wondering if I should even put it on, but when I looked in the mirror I looked so cute. 

When Daryl finally got home, he smiled at the sight of me lounging on the couch. My eyes met his and I jumped up, rushing to wrap my arms around him. I pressed kisses all over his face, making him laugh a bit. I was always so affectionate with him, even if he was hard on the outside. 

“I’m happy to see ya too, darlin’.” He picked me up and I kissed his lips. 

“I’m happy too!” He carried me into our bedroom, gently placing me on the bed. I knew what he was trying to do, but I wanted this night to be all about him. He slipped down my lacy bra down past my tits, but I stopped him and cupped his cheeks. 

“I have something for you.” I said and he narrowed his eyes. I took his hand and led him back into the living room. On the ground in front of the couch were a few soft cushions. I smirked as I watched his reaction. Candles were scattered around, making the room look a bit more romantic. 

“What’s goin’ on, babe?” He asked, but I hushed him with a kiss. 

I pushed him down on the couch and got down on my knees. He smirked as I slowly began to strip him. I helped him out of his vest and shirt, my hands all over him. I caressed his muscular body, drawing soft groans from him. I kept going and unbuckled his belt. His pants were soon pulled down his hips, exposing the bulge in his boxers. I pulled those off him too, making his cock slap against his abs. 

“You really don’t need to be doin’ all this, babe.” He said, but I could tell he wanted it. 

“I want to.” I said, before grabbing his cock. I slowly started jerking him off, then spit on the head of his cock to lubricate it. 

His head fell against the back of his couch as I picked up my pace. I started licking his tip. He couldn’t even look down at me. I could read his body like a book, it’s how I knew how to make him cum. 

“Babe.” He groaned. His cheeks were so blushed as I began sucking on his head. 

“Fuck, feels fuckin’ good.” He moaned. I looked up at him with wide, adoring eyes. I pressed soft kisses to his shaft, licking and sucking on his veins. He grunted and I smiled at the sound. 

“I love your cock so much, baby.” I moaned, jerking him off again. I leaned down and pressed a kiss to his balls. 

“Fuck!” He groaned, his cock throbbing in my hand. 

“It’s so big and makes me cum so hard.” I said, giving his head another kiss. His grunts turned into moans as I took him deep into my mouth. I repeated this a few times, making him pant as his balls tightened. 

“It’s such a thick cock, makes me almost choke every time I suck it.” 

“Yeah? You love suckin’ my big cock?” He asked. 

“I love it so much.” I moaned. I started deepthroating him, his moans becoming desperate whines. His finger dug into my hair but didn’t do anything more than that. He was ready to cum already. I moved my hand down to cup his balls, massaging them. 

“You have no idea how hard it is to hold it.” He groaned. 

“Good, that’s what I wanted to do. Your cock makes me cum so hard, so you deserve to cum hard too.” I said, jerking him off a little faster this time. I pressed my lips to his balls, sucking and licking again as he fucks my fist. My head moved back to the head of his cock as I massaged his balls again. He started cumming with a low growl. 

“Fuck yes, swallow ever’ last drop!” He groaned. I did everything I could to ride out his pleasure. 

Finally, he returned back to earth and smirked down at me. I was trying to catch my breath, but he wasn’t done with me yet. He pushed my head back down again and chuckled darkly. 

“Show me again.” He said and I whined around his cock. 

“Show me how much you worship my fuckin’ cock.” He said and I moaned.

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