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dolldefiler · 2 days
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C/W: Gentle somno
“Sweetie, I know you’re tired— FUCK, but I need this. My dick’s fucking throbbing for you. Can you feel it? Can you feel how hard I am for your pretty body?”
“You just looked so fucking hot today. I can’t help it. Shit, your pussy’s so fucking tight. Just lay there and I’ll do all the work.”
“Shh, shh, just go to sleep baby, ugh. Fuck, fuck, fuck, can you hear that? Those are my heavy, cum-filled balls aching to breed to your tired womb.”
“You sound so— AGH— SO fucking pretty when you moan like that, baby. My, my, didn’t someone say they were tired? Are those your hips I feel grinding back against me?”
“Fuck, I’m cumming. I’m cumming inside you, my love. God, that’s so much fucking cum.”
“God, you want to sleep with my cock plugging up the cum inside you? That’s nasty. I love you. Goodnight, baby.”
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Don't get me wrong, I love being called a good girl... but I NEED a man to call me pathetic and laugh at me while I'm cumming on his cock as he r@pes me.. Just degrade me while I'm at my most vulnerable. I think that would fix me honestly
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lovemedaisy · 3 days
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always sleep naked so daddy can have easy access when he comes back from work 🩷
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gutterfuuck · 2 days
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thinkin abt u and ur best friend mark…
cw: somno, pervy mark, drunk reader, mdni
bff!mark who gets touchy when you’re out and about, his hands always finding their way on your shoulder, thigh, neck. of course, he was protecting you! he had to keep you safe from all of the other bad men, it was what best friends were for, right?
bff!mark who forgets to return your pajamas from the night before, hoping that you would eventually forget about them too, so he could continue sniffing at your clothes, his mouth hanging open while he fucks his fist.
bff!mark who apologises for the weird mark that stained the seat of your pajama shorts, swearing up and down that he knew how bad it looked and that he had no idea how it had gotten there. best friends don’t lie to each other, after all.
bff!mark who lets you get just a little bit more tipsy than you should be; helping you swallow down yet another drink even after you had insisted that it was to be your last.
bff!mark who damn near almost has to carry you across campus on his back, your high heels in his hand as not to lose them, he knew that they were your favourite.
bff!mark who holds your door open for you, watching as you stumbled into your home, tripping over nothing, resting on your bed.
bff!mark who doesn’t have a problem with sleeping over in your room for the night, you were his best friend.
bff!mark who starts to strip you naked, trying his best to avert his eyes from your body while he attempted to change your clothes for you, not being able to resist looking at your tits, your nipples pebbling up from the cold air.
bff!mark who’s hands start to roam your barely conscious body, pulling your pants down to your ankles to take you all in. he was just cleaning you up a little, changing you so you’d be clean for bed.
bff!mark who buried his face into your crotch, sniffing you like he had sniffed your clothes, his heart thumping as he debated whether he should taste your cunt, just one lick, one taste and he’ll be done…
bff!mark who has no idea what he’s doing, his tongue flicking against your clit mindlessly. you tasted so sweet to him, making out with your pussy, kissing your little nub lovingly.
bff!mark who is painfully hard, his cock straining against his pants as he palmed his clothed bulge, looking down on your sleeping body, knowing that he was violating you in your own bed, knowing that your roommate could walk in at any time and ruin his fun.
bff!mark who’s hands fully yank your pants past your ankles, leaving you completely nude, eating you up with his eyes.
bff!mark who apologises while he jerks off over your unconscious form, occasionally slowing down to rub his leaking tip all over your lips, guilt slowly slipping away as he lost himself in you,
“sorry… ‘m so sorry..” he says in between heavy breaths, the thought of you waking up in the morning and knowing none the wiser making him throb.
bff!mark who is scrambling to stuff his dick back into his pants as if he had never done anything wrong, searching his blank and flustered brain for an excuse as to why you were naked.
“i thought id clean you up”, “you threw up all over yourself”, “you trust your best friend right, y/n?”
and who are you to judge him?
bff!mark who watches you stand up clumsily, your tits bouncing as you walk over to your messy desk, pulling one of his shirts over your head. he had left it in your room some time ago, and you had been using it as a pajama top.
bff!mark who can’t stop himself from blurting out how good you looked, even with your makeup smudged and your hair in a mess. you smiled back, best friends were supposed to compliment you, no matter how pervy it came off as sometimes.
bff!mark who takes advantage of your drunken, sloppy state, his pockets almost bulging with panties you would never see again and would blame on the community dryer that you swore had eaten up your sweaty t-shirt, the same shirt that mark used as a pillowcase, falling asleep to your smell.
bff!mark who regrets not holding you down, covering your mouth with his hand and just using your body to get himself off, telling you how much he needed this and how much he wanted you.
bff!mark who tucks you into bed, waiting for you to fall back into a deep sleep before he’s fisting his cock with his hand again over you,
“you’re gonna take it- fuckkk, i’m gonna make you take m-me-“
he groans, mumbling to you as if you could hear him,
“g’na shove it in-inside… get you pregnant- hng..”
bff!mark who pumps his cock faster, chasing his approaching orgasm, body tensing up as he shot white ropes onto your sleeping face, hips stuttering as he carried on stroking his length, overstimulating himself to ride out this moment for longer.
bff!mark who pulls out his phone, taking picture after picture of the way his cum glazed your face and leaked down your cheek,
“y/n, i’m so sorry… sorry..”
he whispers sweetly, wiping the mess he made on your face away with the sleeve of his hoodie, planting kisses all over your face.
bff!mark who finds himself in his boxers, sneaking under the covers to sleep beside his best friend, a regular occurrence after you had drank for the night.
bff!mark who whispers goodnight into your unhearing ears, kissing your forehead and pulling you into his arms. you wouldn’t question it in the morning, as usual. you trusted your best friend, even when you woke up with mark��s dick pressed against your ass. it was just morning wood, it wasn’t on purpose. you trusted your best friend.
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asluttyspirit · 2 days
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i think i need to go into orgasm rehab - like my cunt is so used and abused by just playing all day today, all day yesterday and the day before.
i need a clean slate to get all sensitive again
plus my sheets are getting all icky from all my cum
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Leaving my door unlocked and my windows open tonight.. would be such a shame if someone happened to walk past and see me asleep and naked on top of my bed.. I really hope they don't notice my doors unlocked.. I really hope they don't call their friends and take advantage of me
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justtitsicc · 3 days
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Can we see pussy too?
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build-a-doll · 3 days
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i just wanna be tied up & displayed like a pretty little toy. my skin spilling out the tight ropes, people just wandering by, doing what they want with me, wether it be just admire the view or play with the doll, just an object for their entertainment. i want to be relying on the ropes to hold me up but the end of it, too fucked out to even think about standing, just dangling there in the same position like a good little dolly.
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