Black And White By Pinkflowers2003 Featuring A Black And White Purse

PSA: Please teach your partner how to choke properly if you’re into that kind of thing.

The point of choking is not to crush the oesophagus, but rather to put light pressure on the carotid arteries to stop oxygen circulation to the brain. So tops, please create a V shape with your hands, which allows the fleshy part of the palm to rest against the oesophagus without causing any obstruction to the windpipe, and press down on the arteries. It’s not about stopping your bottom from breathing completely, but making them lightheaded.

This is very, very important!

Also, please don’t attempt any choking whilst under the influence because your better judgement may be impaired and you can cause some serious damage.

Choking is serious business, if you’re going to engage in it, please be sure to practise it properly and in a safe manner!

So desperate, just let me hump your thigh and beg you to fuck me. let me be pathetic for you…

I would like to experience something I usually like to call "continued misfortune".

I want someone to use me in public to satisfy themselves and then abandon me, naked and too fucked out to move, for any random passerby to use me just as I'm starting to be able to get back up. I want people to watch me be made into a toy for people to get themselves off, no matter their gender, and instead of calling for help, they'll just continue to use me like I deserve.

I wanna leave a nice and big trail of cum that any monster can follow into the woods, so just as I think the delicious humiliation and the staring and whispering, all the giggling and the hands running over my body and plunging fingers into me stop, something big knocks me down and holds me against the ground so hard I can't move and I get all scratched up, like the used and abandoned toy I was made to be.

And while I'm barely capable of stringing even two words together to beg, whether to stop or to be ruined completely, my breath will be stolen by a huge cock or tentacles.

I want to be used by the Monster and pushed close to insanity, too fucked silly and blissful to realize what's going on anymore, so I can only scream and drool as I'm taken on th experience of a lifetime.

I'll wake up feeling sticky and gross, all covered in cum from men, women and monsters, and feeling something thump into me, tucked nice and tight in my belly, and when my hands go down to investigate, is when the pleasure hits me, as a new monster uses me in my sleep to carry it's spawn. The orgasm that wakes me all the way up would be so deliciously sudden that it would have me screaming praises to my current lover, toes curling as I scramble to grab anything my hands can reach while I'm shaking so badly my limbs become useless.

I'll be left alone for a while, after that, so I can check myself, and realize I'm carrying so many eggs, of so many different kinds, that I can barely walk at all. Every step makes the eggs twitch inside me, and they press against spots that I never knew could feel good, so even as I'm stumbling out of the forest, I have my fingers in me, looking like all slutty as I try to walk home swollen with eggs, sticky with cum, and playing with myself without noticing it.

Just as I'm getting home, someone will bend me over a parked car and fuck my throat, and then leave me there to experience another round of strangers using me for their pleasure, telling how stupid I am, for letting the monsters use me as a brood mother, how pretty I look being made to take their lust and have to hold on for dear life as I'm fucked through countless orgasms, until it feels like I won't be able to cum anymore, and then they draw another orgasm out of me.

I'll have to stumble home with cum and eggs falling out of me, until my new babies catch up to me as they escape their eggs, and I'm swarmed by the little monsters who want to either clean up Mommy, or use Mommy like I've been used until now.

Maybe I get to keep a certain monstrosity in myself, so I have to go around getting bent over any random bench or parked car and fucked by strangers and neighbors, like I also need to eat.

And instead of going tow Kirk as usual, i get to wear the tiniest skirts and mesh tops that barely cover anything, so I can get to my new post as the communal slut. I could be bouncing on a nice dick one moment, and the next I'm crawling under a desk to eat a pretty pussy that I'm being ordered to please. Maybe, if I'm good enough, I get to fuck someone, instead of always being the one getting fucked. I could break in the new sluts, get them all nice and pretty, and then go around ensuring they know what it feels like to be used no matter what you say you want. The rest of the office get to watch as I make their make up run with tears, and they beg for more, to be left used and marked up with bites and bruises from my hands holding them in place. And when I'm done, I'm pushed under the nearest skirt, so I can put my tongue to work, like the slut I should've always been.

And at the end of the day, I'll go back to that forest, and scream myself stupid as I get myself swollen with eggs and Monster cum again, stumbling back out all bitten and scratched, bruised by hands and tentacles. I'll sleep in my own home less, and more in any stranger's bed, as they get me as their sloppy little slut for the night.

It won't ever stop. It's not like I have a choice. I'm a good little slut, and everyone already knows I'm free for the taking whenever, so why should I try to make them stop? :)

Holy shit! This is... you got pretty much everything in here. This is wild! Thank you so much for taking the time out of your busy schedule of being used and abused to write up this sexy fucking novella for us!

Feeling how tiny and weak you are underneath him with every thrust

Cockwarming, but you're already full of cum, and now just holding daddy's cock in you until it's ready for round two, but also plugging all the cum inside your pussy where it belongs.

By FDASuarez

“Nothing has ever hurt me more than loving you.”

-Day 511

Her type. The group of girls giggle and talk about what they like. “Oof, tall guys make me melt.” Says one, twirling her hair. “I love a woman with piercings.” Says another dreamily. “Blue eyes. Send help.” Says the third, kicking her feet. “What about you?” The group asks. The shy girl stares out the window, avoiding the question. “I… uh… I… don’t have a type?” Her friends roll their eyes.

The bouncer checks her license thoroughly. She’s used to it. He hands it back suspiciously. “Okay, go ahead.” The group takes over a booth in the busy bar. A few rounds of drinks as they laugh and tell stories. As the designated driver, she sips on her soda. Her eyes scan the crowd, barely paying attention to the anecdotes.

She makes a solo trip to the bar to refill her glass. Standing in line, the man behind her strikes up a conversation. “Hello, can I buy you a drink?” Primed to refuse, the girl turns to look at him and freezes. “eep!” She squeaks. The man is at least two decades older than her, fit and well dressed. Inches away in the crowded space, she babbles incoherently.

“…is that a yes…?” His tone is gentle and calm. The girl awkwardly points at her empty glass. “…uh, soda… just…” She trails off. “Okay, even better.” The man chuckles as they approach the bar. He orders for her, collecting two beverages. Handing her the free drink, the older man tries to carry on their conversation. At a loss for words, she laughs at everything he says. Her eyes keep darting to her friends, terrified they might interrupt.

“I don’t want to keep you too long…” The man reads her nervous disposition. “…can I give you my number?” Her jaw drops. “I… would that be inappropriate…?” Pangs of fear as her friend makes eye contact with her from across the room. Only seconds to make her decision. “Yes! Here, take it…” She snatches his phone from his hands and types in her phone number. A hasty check to make sure she put it in correctly, and she scurries back to her table.

“Ohmygod, was that old guy hitting on you?” One of her friends asks. “Ew, He’s like forty at least.” The girl leaps to his defence. “No! He was just being nice! We were just chatting in line.” The group doesn’t believe it. “I bet he was trying to fuck you. You’re like half his age, what a creep.” She takes an awkward sip of her soda. “…you really think so…?”

The night gets sloppy. She herds her friends into the tiny car and makes sure they all get home safe. At the first stop, one of the drunk girls loses her keys in the cushions and takes forever to fish them out. The girl checks her phone. A text from him. Nice meeting you tonight. Her heart jumps. I hope I didn’t make you too nervous. She hides her screen as she types her reply. Not at all! I thought you were really kind.

“Who’re you texting?” One of the passengers slurs. “Just an email.” She lies. Are you home? Almost, just dropping off my friends. The keys are found. Will you tell me when you are? Yes! Thanks for checking in <3. Another stop, another friend deposited. The girl checks her phone compulsively. Finally, her car is empty. She parks at her house and goes inside.

Home safe! She stares at her screen until he replies. Glad to hear it. She chews on her lip. A quick decision. She taps her reply and tosses the phone on her bed as if it bit her. The girl paces around her room. When it buzzes, the girl pounces on it. Below her home address is his response. You’re pretty close. I can be there in fifteen minutes. She giggles to herself. Great~ see you soon <3

He knocks at her door. She cracks it and peers past him as if her friends would be waiting on the street, judging her. “Uhm, hi.” An awkward greeting. “Hello, miss.” A confident greeting. The girl lets him in. Panic fills her body as he gives her a gentle hug. “I… uhm, I don’t usually do this… I just, uh…”

The older man closes the door behind himself. Turning back, the girl is on her knees. Panic, shame, and embarrassment fill her eyes as she undoes his belt. Irrationally terrified that he’ll run away, or someone will walk in and make fun of their age gap, the girl seizes her opportunity. Wrapping her lips around his soft cock, she starts to suck.

Compared to a younger man, it takes him a minute or two more to get hard. She gets to enjoy feeling him grow in her mouth for a bit longer. His fingers stroke her cheek as she gives him head in the entrance of her home. I hope he likes it. His cock twitches when her tongue runs underneath his shaft. “Ah – good little girl…” She gets wet like a good little girl does.

“Let’s get comfortable.” The man suggests. They strip each other as they work their way through the house. In the kitchen, he pulls down her soaked panties and buries his face between her thighs. “Oh gawsh… you… do that…?” A muffled chuckle as he licks her cunt. “Of course, sweetheart. Your pussy tastes amazing.” He fingers her as she squirms. “I love that, thank you…”

The girl’s stomach drops when he sees her room. Pink and girly and covered in stuffies. “I think it’s cute…” She tries to justify her décor. “I think it’s very cute, too.” He holds her hand, walking the girl to the bed. “You don’t think it’s dumb…?” She spreads her legs, looking for his approval. “You’re a young lady, there’s nothing wrong with having a cute bedroom.” The girl shudders as he licks her pussy again.

“Is this okay?” Naked in her pink sheets, he rubs his cock against her wet hole. She panics. “What, do you mean because I’m too young for you?” The older man kisses her forehead. “I meant the way I’m touching you.” The head of his dick makes circles around her clit. She whimpers, embarrassed again. “…yeah, sorry…” He runs his fingers through her hair.

“Nothing wrong with fucking an older guy, sweetie…” The girl stares up into the faint laugh lines around his eyes. “…just a little hookup…” Her face lights up in a bright smile. “Yeah… You’re right...” She reaches down and touches his cock. “…Just a little hookup…” Guiding him inside her, they feel each other’s warmth. “Oh, yes. God, you’re tight.”

The girl giggles, then gasps as he thrusts inside her. “Mmhm! Tight and wet for you, mister…” Her hands press against his muscled chest. “Might have to be a little rough with me to make it fit.” She bites her lip, still shy. The girl shudders when he growls and forces his cock all the way inside. “Don’t worry kiddo, I’ll make it work.” A shared moan. Kiddo. She presses her lips into his.

He’s strong and firm and cautious and powerful. The experienced man keeps a steady pace, letting her enjoy every thrust. He takes breaks to lick her pussy. He rubs her clit and hugs her close. When he needs her to move, she feels him gently lift her and set her down in just the right spot. The man spanks her with just enough force to make it sting. He chokes her with just enough pressure to make her cum.

She’s soft and pliable and sweet and sexy. The young lady is encouraging and brave, begging and asking for more. She sucks his cock and drools spit onto her pussy. The girl takes his hands and puts them everywhere. Full of youthful energy, she’ll ride his cock for as long as it takes. She lets him use her like a sex toy until he cums inside.

A text from her friend in the morning. Did I forget my jacket at yours? She responds instantaneously. No. I’ll look for it later. I’m busy, don’t come over. The older man laughs at her brash response, reading over her shoulder. They sit in front of her mirror, the girl in his lap, his cock in her pussy. He finishes putting in her pigtails as she grinds on his dick.

“There you go, princess.” The braids start to bounce as her hips drop against his. “Ah! Thank you, daddy… do I look pretty?” He admires the naked girl’s reflection. “You look perfect.” She grins shamelessly, increasing her pace. Worn hands stroke her back. “…Will you hold onto them while you fuck me, daddy…?”

“i have a high sex drive too”- yeah? do you ever get periods of time where you feel dizzy with desire like a bitch in heat and feel like you need to be pounded into like a stupid cocksleeve and filled to the brim with hot cum or you might actually die? actually feel feverish if you don’t have your pussy ruined and your face covered in cum? the kind of arousal where you can barely think anymore— all your mind tells you is to get some cock buried deep inside of you? i do. :/