#thick thighs and circumcised

[kasdeya519]

100 NSFW Questions Ask Me!

Here’s 100 NSFW questions we’ve come up with. Send in some numbers and you get your answer.

1. First kiss?

2. First time masturbating?

3. First sex toy?

4. First kink tried?

5. First time doing oral?

6. First time having sex?

Turn Ons

7. Biggest turn on?

8. Biggest turn off?

9. Quickest way to get horny?

10. Weirdest thing that ever turned you on?

11. What’s the most attractive part of the body?

12. Top 3 places to be touched?

13. Ultimate fantasy?

14. Do you like the idea of a three or moresome?

15. Do you send nudes? Do you like receiving them?

Preferences

16. How much kissing do you like during sex?

17. Sex or masturbation?

18. Spit or swallow?

19. Cut or uncut dicks?

20. Rough or sensual sex?

21. Oldest person you’d sleep with?

22. Loud or quiet partners?

23. How much foreplay do you like?

24. How much teasing do you like?

25. What is too big for you to take?

26. Do you do hookups or only sleep with a partner?

Location

27. Favourite place to have sex?

28. Would you have sex in public?

29. Last place you had sex?

30. Where would you most like to have sex?

31. Do you like spontaneous sex, or do you need to be in the mood?

32. Could you go through with a hookup at a strangers house?

Kinks

33. What’s your biggest kink?

34. What’s your limit?

35. Are you okay with name calling in bed?

36. Would you do any BDSM?

37. Do you prefer to tie somebody up or be tied up?

38. Favourite type of bondage?

39. Do you like orgasm denial/forced orgasm?

40. Do you like overstimulation?

41. Do you like having pain involved?

42. Do you like biting/being bitten?

43. Have you ever been made to/made somebody beg for it?

44. Do you have any strange or extreme kinks?

45. Have any roleplaying preferences?

46. Send a kink with this number. Do you have that kink?

Masturbation

47. Do you own sex toys? How many?

48. Favourite Sex Toy?

49. What do you masturbate to?

50. How often do you masturbate?

51. How often do you use sex toys to masturbate?

52. Do you masturbate with penetration?

53. Do you go for multiple rounds or settle at one or no orgasms?

Oral

54. Do you enjoy giving oral?

55. Do you prefer giving or receiving oral?

56. What makes you orgasm the fastest when receiving oral?

57. Do you have a preferred technique for giving oral?

58. Can you deepthroat?

For people with dicks… (you can answer these when you send an ask)

60. How long and how thick is it?

61. Do you do anal? Top or bottom?

62. Are you circumcised?

63. Do you like your balls being played with?

64. Do you enjoy prostate stimulation? Ever came from it?

65. Where do you like to finish?

For people with vaginas…

66. Do you like playing with your clit?

67. How do you prefer to do it?

68. What’s your breast size?

69. How often do you go braless?

70. Do you finger yourself?

71. How familiar are you with your g-spot?

72. Do you squirt?

Sex

73. Favourite position?

74. How often do you do unprotected sex?

75. How loud are you in bed?

76. Do you enjoy having nipples played with?

77. Do you like/dislike/love/hate cum?

78. How good are you at dirty talk?

79. Do you get sleepy after an orgasm?

Other

80. Do you like wearing/seeing people in lingerie?

81. Do you masturbate or have sex with clothes on?

82. What’s your favourite style of underwear?

83. Are stockings/thigh highs a turn on?

84. Ever had somebody say no to a kink you suggested trying?

85. Do you trim, shave or leave pubic hair untouched? How do you prefer partners?

86. How many orgasms can you have in a day?

87. How many other people know your dick/bra size?

88. What do you wear to bed?

89. Do you eat ass? Do you like having your ass eaten?

90. Try to describe how orgasm feels for you.

91. Have you ever been to a strip club? How was it? If not, would you?

Fun questions!

92. Do you name your genitalia?

93. What would be your stripper name?

94. Any funny sex stories?

95. What food if any would you use during sex?

96. Would you give somebody a sex toy as a gift?

97. What’s the weirdest porn you’ve ever seen?

98. Do you often get horny in public?

99. Ever used something that isn’t made for sex in the bedroom?

100. Have you ever walked in on somebody or been walked in on?

#send me asks #h3ntai #hent4i #onlyf@nz #waifu #ask me shit #anon ask #ask away! #ask meme #your waifu #sexy waifu #hentei #ask me stuff #call me a good girl #mommy? sorry. mommy? sorry. mommy? #questions #tcg #100 questions

[maturemenoftvandfilms]

The Senator From Texas

Featuring Sen. Ted Cruz

I was now ready to start my plan of seducing the senator from Texas, Ted Cruz, an arrogant, married, hard-drinking former corporate attorney and political commentator. A so-called real “man’s man” who rarely passes up an opportunity to grandstand, to troll the left or deliver right-wing talking points. He’s also my boss, thirty plus years my senior and one of those family men I suspect with a hidden side that his bleach blonde wife and daughters know nothing about. A side that needs to be exposed. That’s where I come in, the trusted aide who can’t keep his eyes off the ever-present VPL in his trousers and who’ll give him the dirty sex his wife won’t/can’t.

Anyway, because some news about his re-election campaign came up that couldn't wait til morning, Ted was at my apartment. He still had on his suit, minus the tie slacks he had on earlier today. And of course he was still wearing his black ostrich “arguing boots.”

After a few minutes going over some paperwork, Ted noticed what I had playing on my laptop nearby. Some straight porn on mute with no plot, just fucking. I wanted the movie to get right to the point quickly. Ted was trying to ignore it, but obviously liked the movie and I noticed he was getting hard. I casually put my hand on his leg and he did not resist as moved down to Joe's crotch.

"What are you doing?" Ted asked as I slowly massaged his dick through his pants which was nice and hard from watching the movie.

"Just relax Ted. I'm not going to hurt you. Feels good doesn't it?"

"Yes but…" The senator's words were choked off by a lump in his throat.

I could tell he didn't know what to make of the situation as I unzipped his pants and took out his stiff cock.

"You like it, don't you Ted?" He didn't reply as he was too busy enjoying me jerking him off.

Making him stand up, I began to slowly lick the lightly dripping dick.

"Oh god, that's good."

I slowly undressed the senator. First, completely removing his pants and underwear. Of course I keeped his boots on. Then moving up, I removed his jacket. God! It was wonderful. I felt a surge of pure power flash through my body as I pulled his shirt off exposing his broad chest and belly. I smiled at his nipples. They were tiny like most straight men's. I found it amusing that his short thick circumcised dick was still rock hard.

"Damn you smell nice." I said as I bent down and took the beautiful head of his dick in my mouth.

He tried not to moan, but my cock sucking skills were too much for him. I deep throated his old cock and he let out a loud, deep moan, the first of many. I tongued the old man's dick shaft until he started moaning continuously.

Fearing that I was going to make him cum, I stopped and placed a wet kiss on Ted's lips. He started to pull away, but I grabbed him behind the head, held him and forced my tongue into the senator's resistant mouth. Slowly, in spite of himself, he started to respond. Weakly at first, but then as I emptied my soul into the kiss he response became almost passionate.

"Let's go to my bedroom.” I told him when I finally pulled my tongue out of his mouth.

As we broke our embrace, Ted was nervous and almost hyperventilating as I pointed him to my bedroom while I stared at his gorgeous body, almost overcome with lust. His ass cheeks were firm and melon shaped, inviting that I slapped his ass as he went past. As I stripped naked, I found it amusing that his short thick circumcised dick was rock hard as he sat down on the edge of bed waiting for me.

Pushing him back onto the bed, parted the senator's legs and started to suck his cock. He started moaning as I tongued and sucked his thick little dick. His moans were music to my ears. I wanted to make Ted scream and beg for more. He wanted him to come back for more again and again as I started licking his balls to see what he liked best. From there I lightly licked between his thighs as a teaser. Ted was squirming now and clutching the bed sheets to keep from screaming out loud.

“Oh, God! That was wonderful,” The senator said, when I stopped and lifted Ted's legs so I could get fully at his ass.

Pushing my mouth against the rose bud of his asshole, I forced my tongue inside his tight old asshole, he practically squealed with pleasure. He started arching his back and bucking when I began to twist and turn my tongue deep inside his asshole. And damn me if he wasn't reaching down and stroking my head as his dick jerked uncontrollably. I knew I was well on my way to completely subjugating the senator as it wouldn't be long before he was my sex slave. Now I thought it was time to completely win Ted over.

"Fuck me Ted. Fuck me just like you fuck your wife." I said as I crawled on the bed onto my stomach without waiting for him to respond.

Ted looked at me for a long moment as I could almost see the gears in his head, debating if he should take things further. But I guess he was being so worked up and the sight of my ass caused him to continue, pausing for a moment to pull a tube of KY from the nightstand. I tensely watched as Ted applied the lubricate to his cock with the expectation of getting fucked exciting me.

“You got a tight hole.” Ted told me as he rubbed some of the KY onto my asshole.

“Please take it easy with me.” I faux begged as Ted slowly mounted me.

I could tell he was suprised at how easily he slip in before he fucked in and out of my tube. Slowly at first but the tightness of my tube soon got to him and he stabbed his cock in and out of me at a furious pace.

"Damn, Ted that's good. I never felt anything so good. Keep going. Keep going." I said to feed the senator's ego.

I wanted him to think he was really good, although he was indeed better than most. I was trying his best to pump up Ted's ego, even though I was really enjoying the fucking that Ted was giving me.

"Let me up on my hands and knees so you can fuck me doggy style. My dick is rubbing against the bed. I might cum in this position." I said as I eased up to a position on my hands and knees as Ted continued to fuck my ass. Still slowly at first.

He pulled out till the head almost slipped out then thrust it smoothly back in, each entry into me made me catch my breath and made my chest tight. His rhythm began to pick up speed and he grunted with pleasure. I gasped out loud with each thrust into me as his grip tightened.

"Damn, your ass is tight and hot. I think I'm gonna cum. I can't hold back." Ted said, thrusting fully into me, digging his fingers into my hips and grunted holding himself deep in me.

He began spraying my insides with his hot cum.

"Yes… Give it to me. Give me your load. Damn, that's good!" I screamed as Ted blew his load up his ass.

As he lay on top of me and we started to relax, I was thinking now he was going to go into a big guilt trip. Not Ted Cruz, he seemed to want more. He seemed to want to extend our lovemaking and see what would happen next. Meanwhile, I was going over in my mind how I was going to hook Ted on fucking and sucking. I had already convinced him that he was the best fucker in town, now the next part was to get him in bed and fuck the cum out of him. Once that happened without him getting scared off he would then belong to me.

#ted cruz #The Senator From Texas #fan fiction #politician #americian politician

[rfxiii]

Smut with the North Yankton Trio-

(TW: smut and drug usage)

My first real attempt with anything spicy, so sorry if it sucks!✌️

Michael Townley:

Rough and slow. Hands gripping firm enough to leave fingertip shaped bruises on your hips and thighs.

Doggy style. Gives him full control to grab your hips and set whatever pace he wants as he takes out all of his pent up aggression on you.

He’ll leave handprints on your ass from how hard he’ll slap. If you’re not into such rough treatment, you can tell him and he won’t. But if you’re ok with it, expect to walk away with bruises.

Always has to be in control. He wants to be on top or behind you, using you exactly how he pleases.

That being said, he needs someone to take control from him. It’ll be a lot of him acting like he’s not into it, or like he’s just giving in to get you to shut up about it. But if you can manage to let him allow you to dominate him and get on top he’s going to be a mess. Sometimes, the best thing for a control freak is to totally give up control.

He’ll be fairly quiet the first couple of times- but once he gets more comfortable he lets out loud, rough, almost animalistic grunts and growls.

Not a big fan of you biting him or leaving behind hickies. It messes with his image. But he loves when you leave scratch marks down his back. It means he’s done a good job and it shows by the red streaks clawed down his skin.

He’ll trim down there, but don’t expect much more than not being faced with a full bush. It’s not bad though. His hair is dark and coarse but pretty tame and uniform.

He’s a little above average length, probably around six and half inches when he’s hard. But he’s girthy as hell to the point of it being almost intimidating. He’s also circumcised.

He’s good with his fingers, like, crazy good. His hands are rough and calloused, and his fingers are long and thick so he can hit every spot inside you.

He’s also really good with his tongue and mouth. He’s very generous with giving head, but he acts like it’s all just for you and that he’s doing it like a chore- despite the fact that he’ll stay between your thighs forever, and get hard as a rock just from going down on you.

Aftercare with Michael is fairly decent. He’ll get you water, make sure you’re ok, he won’t go so far as to make you a bath or help you clean up, but he will at least toss you a towel or something.

He’ll stay up for a little bit after- probably smoke a cigarette or two, or pour himself a whiskey. May even put on a movie and let you cuddle up to him; will stroke your hair or gently rub your back while he watches the screen.

Trevor Philips:

Insatiable. You could just get done and he’ll be on you again and gearing up for another round.

His pace depends on how he’s feeling at the time, and can change in the blink of an eye, just like his tremulous moods. Fast and rough, slow and deep, soft and sensual; you’ll probably get it all in one session with him.

He is loud! Holds no sound back, no matter how odd, pitchy, or desperate it is. If you have neighbors they can absolutely hear him shouting your name, sobbing about how good he feels, praising you, and begging for more. But the best sounds he makes are the soft whimpers and desperate little whines he’ll let out right against your ear.

Sweats a lot, even if you’re going at a slow pace. He’ll drool too when he really gets lost in the moment. It’s honestly not as gross as it sounds, and watching his tongue hang out past his lips and drool trail down his chin is genuinely really hot in the moment.

Grabby hands. He is going to touch every bit of you he can. His rough, scarred, tattooed hands are going to grip and grope all across your skin, his short, jagged nails are going to bite into flesh, and fingerprint shaped bruises are going to be left in his wake.

Bite marks, hickies, scratch marks- on you or him, he loves it. It’s like you’re marking and claiming each other as your own, and to have everyone know your his drives him wild.

He’s into so pretty freaky shit, and some pretty gross shit, and some pretty dangerous shit too. But, while he may be disappointed that you don’t share his kinks or want to adventure, he won’t pressure you into doing anything you’re honestly uncomfortable with. But, if you don’t want to do something simply because you’re too embarrassed or afraid to let loose around him, Trevor won’t relent until you try it at least once.

Will fuck you anywhere. Outside, in his latest stolen vehicle, in a bathroom at the bar, in a dark corner of the bar with people around, on the floor, at the cinema. He’ll fuck you in line at the grocery store; the man does not care. You belong to him, and if he wants you, it’s everyone else’s problem for being uncomfortable about it- they don’t have to watch.

Switch! He doesn’t care if you take control or he does. He loves being dominated and pushed around. But he also loves the desperate look in your eyes and the pleading words you utter for him when he’s in control.

As far as size goes, he’s not very big- and he’s honest about that. Maybe about five inches when he’s hard. He’s got a fairly good girth though, and he’s uncircumcised.

He’s got a full bush- like big, untrimmed, 70’s porn star, bush. He’s not gonna cut it, or shave it, or even maintain it. Sorry.

He’s surprisingly good with aftercare- not in the traditional sense, but in his own, Trevor kind of way. He’ll make sure you’re ok, offer you a cigarette or ask if you want to get high. He’ll pass you a bottle of alcohol he had sitting on the floor so you two can get drunk while he holds you, still naked, and he chatters about how good you felt and what he’s planning to do to you next. If you need a little extra time to recover, he’ll grab snacks or order food for you two to share.

He can go for several rounds without any break, but when he finally crashes he falls asleep almost instantly, sometimes still inside you or on top of you.

Brad Snider:

Possessive, touchy, slow and deep sex for the most part. He wants to be able to spend as long as he can touching you. You’re his and he almost needs to convince himself of that with every touch.

Like Trevor, he’s also a switch. When you first get together he’s dominant as hell, almost like he has to prove himself to you. But after you’ve been together for a while, he’s fine with laying back and letting you do whatever you want to him.

Not big on biting and hickies himself, but if you leave him covered in scratches with bruising marks on his throat he’s more than proud to walk around sporting proof that you did that.

Could spend hours with his face between your thighs. It’s just as much for you as it is for him.

He’s a big, tall, strong guy; and he knows it. So, he will be careful with you, unless you don’t want him to be. He’ll happily get rough with you, but he’ll never push you so far you actually get hurt.

Normally ties his hair up when you’re having sex, but if you take it down or ask him not to put it up, he likes it when you pull it- especially when he’s going down on you and you use it to pull him in closer.

Aside from getting a bit rough, he’s fairly vanilla. He likes to keep anything sexual within the privacy of your place or his. But he’s not opposed to experimenting with anything you’d want to try.

Sometimes he’ll come home after a score, or all coked up after a night out with Trevor, and sex will be totally different. He’s fast and rough. He’ll call you degrading little pet names, and overstimulate you until you feel like you’ll either cry or explode while he fucks you on every surface of the house. He’ll apologize the next morning the first time it happens, but if you’re into it he’s more than happy to do it again.

He keeps himself trimmed pretty short but it’s not a whole lot of shaving or effort- just enough to make sure there's not a whole lot in the way.

He’s built like his body type- big and thick. He’s probably close to seven-ish inches when hard with the equivalent girth. He’s aware that he’s fairly large, so he’ll definitely be careful with you the first time until you grow more accustomed to taking him. He’s circumcised.

His aftercare is mid- he’ll offer you food or water, give you something to clean off with, but after that he’s going to want to hold you and go to sleep. It’s nice being wrapped up in his arms with your head on his chest afterwards though.

#gta v #gta 5 #grand theft auto v #grand theft auto 5 #trevor philips #michael townley #brad snider

[sadhours]

down bad - 1

camboy!billy x virgin!steve

roommates/modern au

read on ao3

18+ minors dni

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12:33 on the bottom right of Steve’s laptop— daunting and he keeps glancing down at it which fucks up the rhythm of his strokes and it’s more annoying than the asshole sending coins and asking the model to shove it deeper down her throat. Steve watches as the drool drips from the corners of her mouth around the hot pink dildo and how she widens her eyes to stare into the camera. He’s been at this for ten fucking minutes and the more he watches, the softer his dick is getting. He makes a perturbed face at his laptop screen as the woman gags loudly, ripping his headphones out and tapping the back button. Thirty icons of various women appear, all doing things that just aren’t getting Steve where he needs to be. Pornhub would be a safer bet but Steve likes the personal aspect of the live shows and sometimes they read his comments out loud and say thanks, which for whatever reason, makes him feel all flustered.

He’s about to give up entirely on blowing a load before bed but the hyperlink Men at the top of the website piques his interest and the shame he feels due to the curiosity is weirdly arousing. He chews on his bottom lip before adjusting his glasses, hovering the cursor over the link. A second later he’s scanning his eyes over the options, all kinds of men with different body shapes and Steve’s face feels hot, tongue heavy and swollen in his mouth. It feels dirty in the best way. Out of all the top models, one isn’t showing his face and something about the anonymity is safe for Steve.

Sunshine69 is live!

Steve clicks the icon and squeezes his hardening dick in his hand. This guy is muscular but not like super cut, Steve thinks maybe he would like to squeeze his pecs, they look nice. He’s sitting in a desk chair, stroking himself lazily as he types on his computer. In the chat box, he’s saying hello to Steve. It immediately makes Steve’s cock fill out which maybe is a little silly but hey, it works for him.

Sunshine69: hi, @ KingSteve99 thanks for joining <3

Steve feels too shy to say anything back but he donates 3 coins and bites his lip, starting to stroke himself along with the stranger. Watching this guy is doing things to Steve, he can’t remember the last time he was this goddamn turned on, maybe when he was a teenager. But Jesus Christ, this guy is hot and Steve hasn’t even seen his face. His fucking tits are hypnotizing, Steve feels kind of similar to the first time he’d looked at porn when he was young. And like, yeah, Steve’s seen naked men plenty of times. He kind of has to when he watches porn, they’re just there but Steve never looked like he’s looking now. The dude clearly works out, probably watches what he eats. It’s admirable, Steve’s never really tried but he knows it’s gotta be hard to get a body like that. Which brings Steve’s eyes to his thighs, they’re thick and they keep flexing like the guys trying not to cum but he’s close. His cock is… well, it’s made for this business. It’s thick, long and circumcised; blonde pubes neatly trimmed. Steve doesn’t think he’s seen a prettier cock, but again, it’s not like he was ever looking before. Before he can start to panic about what exactly this means for him, Sunshine69 is cupping his balls and rolling them in his palm so Steve does the same because he feels like he should, like this guy is making some kind of how-to video. It works, he focuses on the dudes hands, watching them intently until Steve’s balls tighten and he’s coming into the tissues he quickly grabbed. The guy cums, splattering all over his stomach and hand but he keeps going, using the fluid to aide in his strokes. Steve’s head feels fuzzy as his breathing starts to regulate and then his stomach starts to hurt with shame at what he’s just gotten off to.

Steve’s not homophobic, his best friend is a lesbian so how could he be? Well, Robin would tell him he still could totally be homophobic even if they’re friends. But Steve doesn’t dislike gay people, he’d gone his whole life not really caring about people’s sexualities and well… okay maybe he did freak out when Robin came out to him but not because she was gay but because Steve liked her and when he finally realized it and got the guts to tell her, she informed him that they bat for the same team. And now Steve’s looking down at the crumpled tissue in his hand and realizing he might play for the opposite team too. Can you even do that? Maybe the dumb baseball analogy isn’t a good one. Because as confused as he is, he did just get off to a man jerking off and last night he got off to a woman using one of those tentacle looking dildos. So you can play on both teams, ‘cause he is.

As Steve’s looking back to the screen to close it out, the guy turns his body a bit and Steve’s eyes fall onto a familiar tattoo on the guys bicep. Oh, fuck. No. No. Absolutely not. It can’t be… can it? He quickly exits the browser and slams his laptop shut. There’s no way he just watched his roommate jerk off. Oh, god, Steve liked it too. How is he gonna look him in the eye now? They don’t really like hang out much as it is but Christ, they live together they cross paths often. What’s Steve gonna do when he has to piss and Billy’s cooking in the kitchen? He’s always thought it was weird their bathroom was attached to the small kitchen but now he’s just pissed off at whoever the fuck designed the house.

Steve takes a deep breath. No, it couldn’t be Billy. It’s definitely just a guy who somehow has the same tattoo. There’s got to be more than one person with that dumb smoking skull on their bicep.

He gets the urge to pee and he sighs, shoving his laptop from his lap and stands up. He pulls his pajama pants up and opens his bedroom door. The house is dark. They both have class early in the morning. As he walks down through their tiny living room, he stares at Billy’s closed door. He can see the light leaking from the bottom of the wood and he presses his ear against the door, trying to hear something. Proof that Billy’s doing anything other than jacking off on camera for twenty horny people. And for Steve, apparently.

He hears his voice, “Goodnight, don’t stay up too late.

Billy giggles, all flirty and suggestive and it makes Steve’s stomach tighten. He hurries away from the door and rushes into their kitchen, then to the bathroom. He flicks the light on and shuts the door, turning to look at himself in the mirror. His hair stands all different ways, he still hasn’t learned how to tame it since he started growing it out. For a second, he wonders if Billy would be into Steve watching him. Hell, he was getting off in front of a pretty big number of people. Steve’s only jerked off in front of like two of his girlfriends before, he can’t imagine twenty people watching him do it. He’s not even sure he’d be able to.

With a sigh, he pushes his pajama pants low enough to get his dick out so he can pee. His eyes meet his reflection again and he stares hard, trying to figure out what the hell is going on with him. When he glances back down, he’s fucking missed the bowl and pissed on the top of the rim.

“Shit,” he shakes a few times and tucks himself back in his pants, grabbing toilet paper to clean up the mess.

He tosses the piss soaked paper in the bowl and flushes, turning to wash his hands and then pulls off his glasses so he can splash cold water on his face. It’s no big deal, he tells himself. He wasn’t doing anything wrong. He didn’t even know it was Billy so it’s not like he’s some weird creep. It was by total coincidence that out of the thirty men on the front page, he was most drawn to Billy’s tits. Not his fault. It’s Billy’s fault for having such a great chest.

When he finally opens the door, Billy’s walking into the kitchen— shirtless. Steve averts his eyes as quickly as possible. Billy nods to him, so casually as he slips beside him and into the bathroom. Steve walks over to the sink, reaching into the cupboard for a cup and turns the tap on. He hears Billy sneeze and his dick twitches. At a fucking sneeze. For fucks sake. What the hell is wrong with him? A sneeze? He gulps down his water, drops the cup in the sink and quickly makes his way back to his room. He doesn’t get a blink of sleep. He tosses and turns, the images of Billy flooding his mind. And if he jerks off one more time then that’s his business.

Billy’s already awake when Steve finally crawls out of bed and goes to the bathroom. His roommate is leaning against the counter, eating a piece of toast while he scrolls on his phone. His long curls are pulled up in a lazy bun and he’s only wearing his briefs. Damn him. Steve’s running on no sleep, he can’t deal with this shit right now.

He quickly shuts the bathroom door behind him and looks at the mirror. He looks as terrible as he feels. His hair looks greasier than it did last night and all the tossing and turning made it even more wild. The bags under his eyes are dark and heavy. Maybe he should skip class. He could probably sleep if Billy’s not in the house. He hears his dads voice in his head, droning on about if he’s gonna pay his tuition he expects Steve to fucking show up. Steve barely got into university anyhow, he can’t really afford to skip any more classes. Brushing his teeth, he leans against the door and watches his reflection. He can hear Billy cackling about something, probably some dumb meme on Twitter. Steve’s suddenly reminded about one time Billy had shoved his phone at him, laughing so hard he couldn’t even explain himself and Steve looked down to see some porn blooper. It was bizarre, Steve didn’t really get what was so funny about it or why the hell Billy thought it was appropriate to show him. He feels kind of guilty at the thought, Billy just thought it was so funny he wanted Steve to see it. And now as he’s brushing his teeth, he’s desperate to know what the hell Billy’s twitter feed looks like. Steve’s is so boring he rarely opens the app at all.

Steve gets his hands wet after he brushes his teeth and tries to get his hair to look a little less like a birds nest. It’s as good as he’s gonna get, he laid in bed too long so he doesn’t have time to shower. When he opens the door, Billy’s still standing there and staring down at his phone with a grin plastered on his face.

“Steve,” he says, turning his phone and shows him the meme he might’ve been laughing about. It’s a SpongeBob meme about being hungover and Steve offers a small chuckle.

“Nice,” he says and sidesteps him to grab a mug so he can have some coffee.

“Yeah,” Billy snorts, “I feel like that every time.”

Steve hums, waiting for the Keurig to dispense his coffee. He left his phone in his room and he’s regretting it, he’s got nothing to occupy his hands or his eyes so he stares down at the coffee machine. Billy turns around and opens the cupboard above Steve’s hand so he can grab himself a mug and Steve can’t help but smell his armpit, it’s in his fucking face. It’s musky and gross but not gross at all, gross in the sexiest way and Steve turns his face quickly so he doesn’t start getting a boner or shove his face in it. What the hell is wrong with him? Never in his life has he been attracted to a man and he’s been living with this fucker for six months and not once did he get this feeling. Has it been hiding inside of him? Would he have dropped to his knees if Billy pulled his dick out the day he moved in? Steve’s starting to regret making that post about the room for rent. He should’ve just begged Robin to move in harder.

“So hey, I’m inviting some people over tonight if that’s cool,” Billy says, waiting for Steve to sweeten his coffee before he’s taking his place in front of the Keurig.

“Yeah, that’s cool,” Steve replies and takes a gulp of his coffee, the liquid burns going down his throat and his eyes water from the heat but he fucking does it again just he doesn’t have to say anything else.

Billy turns around and rests his ass against the counter, “You should invite that girl you’re always hanging out with. Or any friends.”

“Robin,” Steve says with an eye roll, Billy’s only met her a hundred times. As for friends… she’s the only one. Besides a rowdy group of high school kids he used to babysit but he imagines that would be a bad move. They’d be stoked to go to a ‘college party’ but that’s irresponsible and well, Steve doesn’t want them to see he’s actually kind of a loser. He was actually planning on staying in and playing his PlayStation tonight. Hanging out with Billy’s friends would probably be good for him as awkward as he feels doing so.

“Yeah, her,” Billy says and turns to grab his coffee, “And don’t hide in your room. Human interaction is good for ya, Stevie.”

“I have human interaction,” Steve defends, “all the time.”

“Reddit threads and fucking Xbox live don’t count,” Billy quips.

“PlayStation.”

“What?” Billy looks at him confused.

“PlayStation. I don’t have an Xbox,” Steve says.

Billy’s face scrunches up like Steve’s just said the dumbest thing on the planet, “Whatever.”

;;;

The smoothie shop is busy when Steve gets there after class. Robin is running around behind the counter, all three blenders firing as she bounces between the register and line. He’s late but only by ten minutes. Robin’s clearly pissed off by the look she shoots his way. It’s his lack of sleep. He’s been running on empty all day.

“Hey,” he offers as he tosses on his apron and takes over the register, clocking in.

She ignores him, bumping his shoulder with her own as she calls out the order she just finished up. It’s no use trying again so Steve gets to work. Taking orders, helping Robin make them and finally when it’s calmed down and they start to clean up she talks to him.

“Why the hell were you late?”

Steve sighs, “I got like zero sleep.”

“Let me guess, video games?” Robin groans, wiping up the counter.

“Uh… no, actually,” Steve starts, toying with the pocket of his apron. “I think I figured out how Billy makes his half of the rent.”

Robin turns her head curiously, “How?”

This is tricky because Steve wants to tell her more than anything but he’s embarrassed about how he stumbled upon this juicy fact. They’re close but not close enough to share what kind of porn they watch. Plus, Steve’s gonna have to admit he was curious enough to look at the male performers on the site. He’s apparently mulling it over too long because Robin tosses the wet rag at him.

“Well? Tell me!”

Steve reaches down to grab the washcloth and drops it in the dirty bucket, “You can’t judge.”

“Does he sell drugs or something?” Robin lifts an eyebrow. And it’s fair enough, Steve pondered that before with the amount of money he had and Billy’s fondness of cannabis.

“Not exactly,” Steve mumbles, “I meant like, don’t judge me. For how I found out.”

“Are you snooping through his things?” Robin asks excitedly, “Ugh, I’m dying to know. Come on!”

Steve blurts it out, “He’s a cam model.”

Robin’s eyes widen, eyebrows flying up her forehead while her jaw drops, “No way. Did you walk in?”

“No,” Steve flushes, “I uh… found him… ya know, on the website.”

“You… you watch dudes?” Robin smirks before she laughs, “Huh.”

Steve groans, “Not usually. I just got curious and well, there he was.”

“Did you watch it?” Robin asks, curiously.

Steve nods, eyes glancing towards the door and praying that a customer will walk in to put an end to his confession. God’s obviously not listening so Steve has to continue, “Yeah. I uh, didn’t realize it was him until after I…”

“Oh, gross, Steve,” Robin winces, “I didn’t need that detail.”

“How do you think I’m feeling? I fucking ran into him in the kitchen after. I didn’t know it was him and then, well, I saw his tattoo,” Steve mumbles out, scratching the side of his neck.

“Got a crush on him now?” Robin teases, wiggling her eyebrows.

Steve groans, covering his eyes with his hands as he admits, “I almost shoved my face in his armpit this morning. I’m freaking out. I couldn’t sleep, I’ve never like… liked a guy before.”

“Ew!” Robin exclaims, mimicking gagging after and then schools her face back to normal, “You didn’t think he was attractive before?”

Steve shrugs, “I mean, I noticed he was good looking but I didn’t… God, I don’t know what’s happening.”

Robin laughs again, “I gotta say, I didn’t expect that from you. Kind of a bit of a stereotype, you being on a cam site, I mean.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Steve furrows his brows, knowing there’s an insult in there but he can’t quite pick it up.

“Virgin. Reddit. Video games,” Robin shrugs, “Too scared to talk to women in real life, so you pay ones online to talk to ya.”

“I hate you,” Steve rolls his eyes.

Robin giggles, shoving his shoulder, “I’m your only friend.”

“Yeah, speaking of that… Billy’s throwing like a little kickback at the house tonight, asked me to invite you,” he mumbles, walking over to the sink full of dishes.

“Oh, this’ll be an interesting evening,” Robin cackles.

#harringrove #billy x steve #harringrove fanfiction #harringrove fic #lemon #kind of #they’re jacking off

[ciaossu-imagines]

Could I get some NSFW headcanon for dazai , chuya and ranpo please 🙏 💋💋

( lov u 😘)

Of course you can, my lovely anon! I love you too and hope you’re having a great day, that you’ve eaten and slept well! Thanks so much for the request and I hope you’ll enjoy the headcanons!

Dazai

Okay, but please sit on this man’s face. He wants you too; he needs you too. He lives for this, honestly. And while he’s skilled with his words, his tongue definitely has other uses as he’s more than capable of turning a partner into a quivering, orgasmic mess with just his tongue alone, though he never leaves it at just that, using his mouth and his fingers and any toys that are handy. He could honestly be very happy just eating his partner out for quite a while, at least until their knees are weak and their thighs are shaking.

Dazai does dirty talk like nobody else. He’s always had the gift of gab and honeyed words drip off his tongue without shame in even the most innocent of circumstances. Is it any surprise that during foreplay and penetrative sex, he’s equally vocal and complimentary? Other than dirty talk, which can be either praise, orders, or degrading, depending on what his partner prefers or is in the mood for, Dazai is actual pretty silent when it comes to noises he’ll make during sex, other than a slightly raspy, almost muffled half gasp, half groan he makes just as he’s cumming.

He’s very much into toys. He finds them fun to play with, both for himself and his partner. There are so many varieties out there that it would be a shame not to explore. However, for masturbating by himself, he doesn’t really incorporate toys, preferring to explore that world with his partner.

Chuuya

I really feel like this man is pretty above average when it comes to his penis. And the fact that he’s really slim and small in his body stature makes it look even bigger. It’s a really solid, above-average seven inches in length (and don’t let some of the Tumblr headcanons fool you; that is definitely big), but it’s pretty girthy as well, nice and fat. There’s not a lot going on for thick veining and he’s circumcised. It’s thick and he gets really shaky when being given hand jobs or blowjobs. His cock tends to twitch a lot during those times, and it slightly embarrasses him.

He’s a vocal lover. He probably initially tries to be quieter and not make a lot of noise early on in the sexual relationship, worried it might put his lover off or seem unmanly if he was to let loose vocally. As he gets more and more comfortable though and doesn’t worry as much about his partner’s reaction, he gets increasingly vocal, starting with sounds. Gasps, moans, grunts…then comes the vocal encouragement. He’s definitely more than willing to let his partner know how good they feel, how tight and warm and perfect they feel around him, or how they should keep using their tongue just like that because fuck, baby, it feels so good.

Chuuya is not into PDA. It’s a huge turn-off for him if his partner is into risky or public sex or exhibitionism of any kind. Other than that, he’s willing to at least try most kinks, if only to see what his partner enjoys so much about it.

Ranpo

Okay, but have you heard of the term pillow princess? Well, Ranpo is definitely a pillow prince. He really does love taking it easy, laying back and letting his partner do most of the work. He wants to be pampered sexually and made to feel so good.

Ranpo has a long refractory period, but he makes up for it in other ways. Once he’s been made to cum, he actually really enjoys the half-pain, half incredibly, indescribably amazing feeling of being overstimulated. If they’re having penetrative sex, he’ll stay hard during that overstimulation period and fully encourages his partner to just use him after he’s cum in them. He wants to experience that feeling while watching his partner’s body and face as they focus solely on their own pleasure and on getting off. He especially likes demanding that they look at him right as they’re cumming. He does think it’s only fair, this arrangement – he expects to be made to cum, so it’s only fair for his partner to use him to get off as well.

Ranpo won’t have much, if any, sexual experience. He’s very green going into his first sexual relationship but he more than makes up for lost time, having an incredibly high libido once he does experience sex. A day without sex will be an incredibly bad day in his opinion and it’s enough to make him almost unbearable to be around because of his crankiness if he goes more than a couple days without the chance to have his cock somewhere inside his partner.

#bungou stray dogs headcanons #spicy headcanons #headcanons #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #ranpo edogawa

[dddomenstarstwst1]

Hello! Do you mind doing B, V, and X for the Savanaclaw boys? Please and thank you!

Hey, thanks for requesting!

B, V and X (ft.savanaclaw)

leona kingscholar

B — Body Part

° His: leona's favorite body part of his is... his body, his torso to be precise. He is a well-built guy, and those magift practices do have a good effect on leona. He doesn't show his body often, but when leona gets naked you can see his muscles very clearly

° His partner: leona can't live without your thighs, he often sleeps on them and likes how good it feels. If you start getting insecure about your thighs, leona will give you a nasty look and tell you he loves them just the way they are, before laying on them and falling asleep

V — Volume

° generally not a loud guy, leona only grunts and groans quietly. Sometimes he does it on purpose, just to rile you up and make some action, so if you ever apply even a bit of strength on him, the lion might moan out loud, but you gotta work for it

X — X-Ray

° 6.5 inches (16.5 cm) when erect, leona's dick is on the thinner side, has a bit of a curve upwards and not circumcised. His pubic hair are kept trimmed, but sometimes leona lets it grow, because he's lazy. The most sensitive part is his slit, and when teased enough there's a hell of a ton of pre-cum

jack howl

B — Body Part

° His: jack is a bit conflicted between his arms and his legs, both pairs of limbs are extremely mascular and jack is proud on how well they're build. Tho he leans to his arms more, because he likes to carry you in them and it warms his heart seeing your lit-up eyes when you look at them

° His partner: he tells you it's the eyes, but it's actually your ass. Please, forgive him, but jack steals glances at your butt, he "accidentally" brushes his fingers on your ass and, of course, he "accidentally" grinds in it too

V — Volume

° jack growls a lot, like all the time, and while having sex his growls don't disappear. There's always that rumble in his throat, that with time will transform into a deep "grr". Jack also whines a lot, when edged for hours he doesn't process anything and just whines for you to let him cum

X — X-Ray

° solid 7 inches (17.8 cm), a really thick dick, curved a little to the left, jack is circumcised down there. His pubic hair is always trimmed and held in great condition. The most sensitive part of jack's dick is his tip, all of it, so focusing your attention on it makes jack go crazy and grants him a strong orgasm

ruggie bucchi

B — Body Part

° His: ruggie is proud of his strong and fast legs, growing in poverty he had to be quick to get food for himself, so his legs gained a lot of muscles to handle long runs. Ruggie often uses them to his advantage, stealing people's lunches and belongings

° His partner: your smile, that he just craves to see each day, ruggie loves to see and make you smile. As a very busy boy, he doesn't get to spend much time with you, so ruggie has grown to love even those little moments when you give him sweet smile of yours that makes him swoon

V — Volume

° ruggie makes a lot of noises in bed: he moans, whimpers, whines, lets out soft pants. He also talks a lot, mostly something teasing to turn you on even more. Sometimes ruggie can become a little too loud, so you either have to gag him or shove his face into the pillow

X — X-Ray

° 4.5 inches (11.4 cm), ruggie is small and thin, curved upwards just a tiny bit, not circumcised. Ruggie's pubic hair is mostly shaved, leaving only a small amount, it's also really soft. The most sensitive part of his dick is the frenulum, he really likes it when you tease the skin there, it makes ruggie squirmy

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland hcs #twst hcs #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader #jack howl #jack howl x reader #ruggie bucchi #ruggie bucchi x reader

[cptsadist]

NSFW ALPHABET FOR TRANCE BABIEE

Obviously gonna be NSFW so read with caution, and tell me who you wanna see next for this!

A = Aftercare: If it's just a one night stand, Trance isn't gonna care about aftercare and he isn't gonna expect to receive any. He'll worry about himself, then probably want to go to bed or part ways. If he's drunk, he'll probably worry about clean up in the morning.

B = Body part: Trance's favorite part on his partner is their legs; thighs, ass, all of it. He'll pay extra attention to these areas, smacking, squeezing, digging his nails into them, etc.

C = Cum: Trance isn't afraid to swallow, he doesn't mind the taste of cum. Just try not to get any in his hair.

D = Dirty Secret: He occasionally wears panties and lingerie, they make him feel sexy.

E = Experience: Trance is VERY experienced and he doesn't mind taking the lead, especially if his partner isn't experienced.

F = Favourite Position: If he's on top, he likes to be on his knees while his partner is on their back and he likes to push their knees towards their chest so he can go deeper. If he's on bottom, he likes to be bent over and pinned down by his neck.

G = Goofy: If something funny happens, he'll definitely giggle. He prefers when things aren't so tense or serious.

H = Hair: He keeps his hair down there pretty trimmed and neat. It's black and thick.

I = Intimacy: If it's just a quick fuck, he'll have no emotional connection with it and that's fine. But he'll be extra attentive if there are feelings involved and make sure his partner feels amazing.

J = Jack Off: Trance has a very high sex drive and doesn't always like going out, so he masturbates very often. He also has many toys he likes to use on himself.

K = Kink: Degradation, rough, biting, choking, scratching, praise, being pegged, overstimulation, etc

L = Location: Anywhere the mood hits him, though if in public he'll want to be somewhere out of the public eye like a bathroom. Usually he likes to do it in his bedroom, his bed is massive.

M = Motivation: Trance usually just gets horny out of nowhere. He also uses sex as a distraction when he's down, so there's that.

N = NO: HEAVILY against ageplay, being restrained, and religious type of roleplay. All of these are due to his personal trauma

O = Oral: Trance absolutely loves oral. He'll give you the best head because he really knows how to work his tongue, and you better please him too and swallow it all.

P = Pace: He can go at any pace and can switch between paces in one session.

Q = Quickie: He really doesn't mind quickies, but he would rather go all night if he can.

R = Risk: It really depends on what his partner wants to experiment with.

S = Stamina: He can go all night, baby.

T = Toy: Trance has an extensive collection and he would gladly use them on his partner and himself.

U = Unfair: He is a total brat, so he'll tease and push your buttons, but it's all in good fun.

V = Volume: Trance is a very loud moan, and he can practically start screaming sometimes. Rest in peace Egon because Trance's sounds can be heard throughout the whole house.

W = Wild Card: Trance is actually very careful with his partners and will check to make sure they dont seem to have anything since he sleeps with so many people.

X = X-Ray: Trance is pretty average in size, circumcised, and is a bit thick in width.

Y = Yearning: VERY high. He's pretty much ready to go at any given time.

Z = ZZZ: If he's drunk, pretty much immediately. If not, he'll probably give himself time to calm down then go to bed.

#trance #siren from hell #captainsadist #gamedev #murder ocs #murder sim #murder oc #siren from hell vn

[booleanean]

Day 12 - Hyperanatomy - Parasites - Farm Hand

"Motherfucker!"

Frederik stared down the front of his underpants, held away from his body with a thumb, at the tick that had bitten him not even an inch above the base of his penis. Ticks were a common enough occurrence on the farm, but this was ridiculous.

He leaned back against the tree he was using for shade for his afternoon break, and pushed his pants down far enough to expose the first inch or so of his shaft. He was glad he kept his pubic hair shaved, otherwise he might not have spotted it so quickly.

Extracting it with the tick removal tool he used on the dogs, then putting a splash of moonshine on it from his flask, he squished the little shit between his two thumbnails. The rapidly evaporating alcohol felt cold on his balls. It smelled earthy and vaguely like the corn he used to brew it.

The bite throbbed a little. They usually didn't. Frederik took a swig of the moonshine, enjoying the heat as it spread through his stomach and the familiar burn in his throat. Figuring he'd earned a break for that very unfortunate placement, so he tipped his straw hat forward, made a half-assed effort to pull up his pants, and settled in for a nap.

Before he could really drift off to sleep, his cock started to hurt. Yanking his pants down, he watched in horror as his penis and balls visibly swelled in size. The sight paralyzed him, freezing him in place. His mind raced. He'd heard of tick bites causing erections that lasted for days until finally your dick fell off or something, but had always dismissed that as something that happened to people far away. Here on the ranch, the worst that ever happened from a tick bite was a mild infection, not really that much worse than a mosquito bite.

Besides, all the stories he'd heard were of normal erections. His cock wasn't hard, he was too panicked for that, but it was already twice the size of his normal erection. It lay heavy against his thigh. His balls, also easily twice their original size, sagged until they rested on the ground. At the same time, the skin on his cock was changing, darkening in patches, turning bright pink in others. He watched in horror as the head of his cock seemed to grow flush with the shaft. His circumcision scar receded up the shaft, then faded and rippled. The head was flattening too, changing shape. A ring of skin formed around the base, hairless, thick and leathery.

A sense of dread enveloped him as he recognized what his cock was turning into. He'd been around enough horses to recognize the medial ring forming, see how the sheath was bunching up, and recognize the shape of the head even flaccid. It hurt like a motherfucker still, but he couldn't pull his eyes away, let alone move. Part of him was desperately praying to any god he could even remotely believe in that he wasn't turning into a horse entirely, or even that this was just a weird nightmare. Maybe someone spiked his moonshine with something hallucinogenic?

When the pain spread to his lower abdomen and anus, he really started to panic. He scrabbled to expose more of his skin, felt around his tailbone to see if he was sprouting something there, but everything remained smooth and human. The changing skin had marched up into where his pubic hair would grow, but had halted at the top of his pelvis a while ago, blending smoothly back into his own human skin.

The pain started to subside a little when his cock reached his knee. It lay in the grass between his legs, soft and wrinkly, about as extended as a horse's would be when pissing. The sight was surreal and horrifying, but with the pain now gone his panic started to subside. Looking at his watch, the entire ordeal from bite to now had taken about twenty minutes, the last ten of which had been agony. He wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and gingerly touched his cock.

He could still feel the touch just as well as he had on his own cock. Or his previous cock? The human version of his cock? That was a relief at least, he'd been worried he wouldn't be able to feel anything. The situation should be freaking him out way more than it was, but the big swig of moonshine he'd had just before this all happened was starting to buzz pleasantly around his mind.

Frederik watched in astonishment as his cock retracted into the sheath. Where the heck was it all going? Maybe that had been the pain in his abdomen, his internals shifting about to accommodate… At least with it retracted, he might have a chance to pull his pants back on.

Fitting his balls, almost the size of coconuts now, back into his jeans was a struggle. At least they were proper loose fitting ones, skinny jeans had no place on a working farm. He texted his boss that he had to go home early for personal reasons, receiving just a thumbs-up emoji. Jack didn't give a shit most of the time, luckily. He knew the work would get done. Good boss.

"You're home early, everything okay?" His wife Loretta was putting her breakfast plate in the dishwasher as he walked into the kitchen. She was wearing a robe and her hair was still damp from her shower. She worked as a nurse and was on a night shift rotation right now.

Seeing her formed a lump in his throat and a knot in his stomach.

"I uh… Can we talk?"

"Did you get fired?"

He shook his head. "I got bit by a tick and something happened."

"Do we need to go to the ER?"

"Just listen for a sec, okay?"

Loretta pulled out her chair and sat opposite Fred, her hands folded in front of her.

"So this tick, right? It bit me right above the cock."

Loretta's suppressed smirk hurt a little, but then most male genital distress made her laugh out loud. She'd almost pissed herself laughing when he caught a football to the nuts last year.

"I took it out, but like… I got this intense pain in my cock and balls and — this is going to sound fake, but I swear to god it's real — they started changing."

"Your balls started changing, and you're not in the ER."

"I was freaking the fuck out but I couldn't move… and then well—"

Loretta got up and walked around the table, hauling him to his feet. Her robe hung open a little, giving him an enticing flash of her breasts and shock of dark pubic hair. She roughly undid his belt, button, and zipper, and yanked his pants down around his ankles.

"Hey!"

Loretta ignored his protests, and pulled his boxers down as well, then burst out laughing.

"Oh my god, you ass, you actually had me worried! Did Jack put you up to this? Where'd you get a horse sheath prosthetic?! How much did this thing cost!" She poked at it with a fingernail. "Feels pretty lifelike."

"Hey, that hurts!"

"Stop joking around, Freddy. You got me good, now take it off."

"It's not a prosthetic! I told you, the tick—"

Loretta started pulling at the skin of his sheath, trying to pull it off. It hurt, but at the same time the sight of his wife messing with his cock was doing things to him as well. He felt a stirring inside of him, and slowly his cock began to swell.

"Holy shit, this is impressive work." Loretta knelt down properly instead of just crouching, examining it closer.

She examined the edge smooth blending of the different skin where his horse cock merged with his human stomach, trying to smudge makeup with a saliva-wetted thumb, or find where the prosthetic was glued on. She hefted one of his balls, and dropped it again when the skin retracted in response to the touch.

"Wait, you're not joking? Jesus Christ, Fred." Loretta never took the Lord's name in vain. "What the fuck."

She took his slowly swelling cock in one hand, hefting its already formidable weight. Her hand on his still mostly flaccid member felt good, better than it had on his own cock. Despite his heart and body not being designed to handle a tool of this absolute heft, it grew in strong spurts. Before long, it was too big for Loretta to fit in one hand, so she wrapped a second hand around it. It was already bigger than at the farm, not really grown since then, just more erect.

"Does it— does it hurt?"

Fred shook his head. "It hurt like a bitch when it was changing, but now it just feels like a part of me." He explained what happened in more detail, and how it had felt.

She stroked it a little more firmly as he spoke.

"Mmm, that feels good actually."

Despite it being his own flesh, there was something incredibly lewd and taboo about seeing his wife of fifteen years stroking what looked exactly like a horse's cock. It was fully erect now, pulsing in time with his heartbeat.

Loretta was transfixed by his transformed member. Her look of wonder went a long way to making him feel less like a freak show. She tentatively licked the very tip, the touch sending a shock of pleasure up the long shaft. Loretta was totally absorbed in his cock, stroking the entire length with both hands as her tongue played around the extra sensitive head. The impossibility of it fitting in her mouth was oddly enticing. He loved blowjobs, but the sight of massive cock covering Loretta's entire face made up for the lack.

"Bedroom?" he asked tentatively.

Loretta got up, holding on to his cock with one hand and pulled him to the other room, using it as a leash. In the bedroom, she let her robe drop and let herself fall backwards onto the mattress. He climbed up, straddling her with his balls resting on her lower abdomen. His cock extended before him, between her breasts and all the way to her chin.

"Oh god, it's so big." Loretta's voice was filled with a combination of lust and dread.

She stroked the length again, then squeezed it between her breasts. They were large enough to cover the shaft easily.

"Oh god, Loretta, that feels so fucking good."

She craned her neck, licking the tip. Fred closed his eyes and moaned. This felt like absolute heaven. He loved fucking her tits, and this just let him feel more of them wrapped around him. The added blowjob, or as near as was possible with his cock gigantic as it was, was driving him closer and closer to orgasm.

"God, I wish I could take all of it in my cunt. You think that tick would transform me too? God damn, I love how big it is. Maybe if we get some toys, I can work my way up… I've seen some videos. Would you like that? Helping me stretch my cunt so you can fit inside me? I've always wondered what horse cock would feel like, and now— I want you so badly, Freddy. Those balls must contain a gallon of cum, I need it so badly."

"Oh fuck," Fred moaned. Loretta's dirty talk always got him going, but now… She wanted to take all of him, every inch, every foot. He felt his orgasm approach, felt it would be a big one. The head of his cock flared wide, easily twice as wide as the rest of the shaft. "Get ready."

"Oh yes, cum for me Freddy, cover me. I want it on my face, on my tits. Hose me down with that monster."

"FUUUUUCK!" Fred bellowed.

The first shot hit Loretta straight in the face. It was so voluminous that it splattered all over, covering the pillows, bed sheet, and her tits. Fred could feel the second shot build and pulled back as fast as he could, the feeling of his cock sliding between her cum slick tits overwhelmingly good. The second shot was just as violent, splashing out from between her breasts and onto her neck.

Loretta spluttered and moaned through it, arching her back, which pressed her stomach against his twitching balls. The next few shots weren't quite as violent, but the volume was overwhelming still. It got everywhere. Loretta was soaked from sternum up, and it was soaking into the sheets.

Fred felt light headed, and felt a powerful thirst building. Loretta was running her hands up and down her body, gathering up his massive load of cum and spreading it even further. Her hips were writhing.

"Oh god, there's so much, fuck yes." He could hear how turned on she was, her voice thick with it.

He sat back, catching his breath. He burned to go get something to drink, felt faint, but instead he watched as his wife took his cum and tasted it. His cock deflated, retracting quickly, his body unable to spare the fluid to keep it erect right now.

"Oh fuck, it tastes so good. Different than before."

Her cum slick fingers slid down and into herself, then circled her clit. She loved to play with his cum, usually getting herself off rubbing her clit and using it as lube, but there was an animalistic passion about her now that was a huge turn-on.

"Sorry love, I'm so thirsty. I need water."

"Yes, hydrate, I'll be fine. Oh fuck it feels so good." Loretta was rubbing herself faster and faster as Fred stumbled into the bathroom. He drank straight from the tap, gulping down in minutes more than he'd ever drank in a day. He felt himself stabilize almost immediately, his balance returning. Loretta cried out in the next room as she came. He drank another half dozen huge mouthfuls and went back to the bedroom.

His wife lay panting on soaked sheets. He was glad they had a cover on the mattress, he could see his cum pooling around her. Loretta squirted occasionally, so they just kept a water proof liner on all the time. He grabbed a couple of towels from the back of the bathroom door and helped her soak some of the cum up, then laid down next to her. They both desperately needed a shower.

"Holy crap, Freddy."

"Right?"

"I can't wait to take you inside." She hummed contentedly and rubbed herself idly.

"So you're not upset?"

"No, no, I love it." Her free hand rested on his thigh.

"Are you satisfied for now, or would you like me to go down on you?"

"Fingers first."

Frederik gathered himself, shifting his weight. He kissed her, tasting an unfamiliar but not bad taste on her lips. Was this what horse cum tasted like?

"Oh, that's beginning to sting a little." Loretta said.

Fred moved, sitting between her legs. Her pubic hair blocked some of the view, but it was thin enough on her labia that he could see the color of the skin shift as it had with him.

"Uh, honey… I think this might be contagious."

Her labia were swelling visibly, lengthening and getting wrinkly.

"Oh, that's a bad cramp." Loretta winced and held a hand on her abdomen.

"We should go to the hospital."

"And show everyone I work with my new horse cunt? No way, buster. You were fine, I'll be fine too. Besides, I meant it when I wanted that thing inside of me, maybe now— This really smarts, huh?"

"Are you sure? Maybe doctor Hillard—"

"Scott is a quack, I wouldn't trust him to prescribe aspirin. Besides, you said this took twenty minutes, it'll be done by the time we get halfway there."

"Do you need a Tylenol or something?"

Loretta shook her head. "Just be here with me, it's no worse than a bad period."

"Hot water bottle then?"

"Just shut up and cuddle."

They lay together as Loretta calmly described what she was feeling. Her pain crawled up her abdomen and stomach, organs shifting and lengthening. They used her phone's selfie camera to watch what was happening. Her labia grew leathery and smooth, the sparse hair falling out. The skin darkened and her clit grew to the size of the head of his former penis even as it drew deeper inside, more protected. Her anus changed too, the ring growing more defined and larger, pushing her cheeks apart a little.

Curious, they looked at Fred's anus, which had changed too. He hadn't even thought to look. Loretta teased him that maybe this wasn't a horse cock but a donkey's, which would make him a real ass just as she always thought.

The line where her darkened and changed skin ended was lower on her, down well below her waist and just barely above the start of her new labia, slightly higher up her abdomen than the original had been.

"The pain is fading," Loretta said about half an hour later.

"This really doesn't bother you, huh?"

Loretta shook her head. "I've fantasized about horse cock before. One of those impossible, unobtainable fantasies, but still one of my favorites. I'd never with a real horse of course, it's immoral not to mention incredibly dangerous. But if you've got one—" She squeezed his hand. "It's not like I'm sleeping with anyone else, right?"

Fred felt touched, despite the incredible weirdness of the moment. This entire day had been bizarre beyond words, but at least now it was weird with his favorite person. Her calm acceptance of all of this made him feel much more okay as well, letting go of an anxiety and weird shame he hadn't realized he was holding on to.

"I love you," Fred said.

"I love you too." Loretta's tone was flat, a simple statement of bone-deep fact that no impassioned declaration could match for intensity.

"So that's about as bad as period pains are? And then for days instead of just half an hour?"

"Mm-hmm. Usually a little less bad, but I've had worse too."

"Fuck, I'm so sorry."

"Eh, I'm used to it."

He kissed the top of her head as she laid curled up against him.

"You mentioned something about fingers earlier?" She used the whispering tone reserved for the bedroom. "I'm eager to take this new set of kit for a spin."

"I should wash my hands, I just got back from the farm."

He got up, stripped off the last of his clothes, washed his hands, then on a silly whim washed his arm up past the elbow. Back in the bedroom, Loretta had spread some towels for them to lay on.

Watching her walk around, there wasn't really anything different about her. Shadow and pubic chair hid the changes to her anatomy well, where he might have to start wearing baggier pants. What was he going to tell work tomorrow?

The thought fled his mind as Loretta lay back on the bed and spread her legs wide. His eyes locked on her cunt, he walked forward like a man possessed, crawling between her legs. He buried his face between her legs, his tongue parting her new, firmer lips. She tasted amazing, the same but different, stronger. Pushing his tongue deeper, he licked bottom to top, finishing at her clit. He circled the much bigger bundle of nerve endings, and she moaned in response.

"Ho shit, that's intense!"

Fred could just hum in response, licking and sucking to his heart's content.

"Fingers, please—"

He slid two fingers inside, then at her urging three, then his entire hand. Loretta was soaking wet, and easily accommodated his hand.

"Deeper, yes. Just keep going."

Fred felt his cock stir at the sight of his hand entirely inside his wife. He pushed a little deeper, not wanting to hurt her, then pulled back slowly. She had other ideas though, and grabbed his arm as close to the elbow as she could reach and pulled it all the way inside.

"Keep going deeper, yes, fuck, oh god."

Half his lower arm was inside of her now, and he just kept sliding deeper. He almost got to his elbow when he bottomed out.

At her direction, Fred started to move back and forth, faster and faster. Her reaction was intense. Loretta grunted and groaned, urged him on as he fisted her deeper than any unmodified human could ever hope to achieve. Feeling her muscles contract around his entire arm was wild, the heat of her body intense.

"Oh god, I'm going to— yes, yes, yes, YES, FREDDY YES DON'T STOP!"

Her scream of ecstasy was ear splitting in their small bedroom. He kept moving his arm, punching into her deep then pulling almost all the way back. She shuddered through a second, smaller orgasm before she pushed his hand back and out of her, then pulled him up.

He was fully erect again, twitching in the air. She guided him in. The sensation of being enveloped went on and on as he sank into her, inch after inch, foot after foot. His cock reached up past his own sternum, surely it much reach as far inside of Loretta as well? To his great astonishment, he managed to fit every single inch of him inside of his wife, his pelvis pressed against her as she wrapped her legs around him.

"Fuck me, baby."

He started with short strokes, but soon went faster, deeper, longer. He pushed up on his hands and knees to get a better angle, Loretta letting her legs fall to her side again. Then he pushed up on his toes and moved his entire body. The motion must look comical, and he was suddenly glad they didn't have any mirrors in the bedroom, but finally he managed a full stroke. The sensation was amazing, pulling back with wanton abandon then slamming back inside until his balls slammed against her ass and the bed.

Loretta grabbed at his arms, lost in the raw power of the sensations she must be experiencing. Fred's grasp on sanity was flimsy at best, only the instinctual necessity to keep moving keeping him present. His wife's cries of pleasure urged him on, faster, harder. Thought fled, condensing the world down to the simple necessity of motion and bringing the other and the self pleasure.

With an almighty roar, Fred buried himself as deep as he would go, slamming into Loretta. The force of his orgasm, uncharacteristically close to his last, overwhelmed him and he collapsed on top of her as his cock twitched, leaving another massive load inside of his love.

"Yes, inside, inside, all of it inside," Loretta whispered as she clung to him, holding him tight to her again with her legs.

He kissed her through the last shuddering breaths of orgasm, feeling her shiver each time he twitched inside of her. They lay together long after, his cock staying hard enough to stay inside for a long time. At least his stamina wasn't horse-like, they were usually done after three thrusts and back to eating grass before their semen was done leaking out of their partner.

When it was finally time to pull out, the normal cum towel they kept by the bed wasn't even remotely enough. It rushed out of Loretta overwhelming the towel and flowing around onto the extra towels on the bed.

"Holy moly Fred, we're going to have to start having sex over the toilet at this rate. Or install a drain on the bed."

Fred grinned. "Shower sex could be nice. Or just outside in the barn."

Loretta mimed throwing something at him, but had a massive grin on her face.

"Come on, you ass, get in the shower. I'll join you as soon as I throw this mess in the washer."

#krakentober #kinktober #ns/fw #transformation #partial transformation #animal genitalia on humans #hyperanatomy #hypercum #cumplay #original smut #original fiction

[thatguywiththefaceog]

Wendy’s Lincoln Log

Been inspired by the wonderful trans Wendy smut @noblesnook been writing, so decided to write mine own wendick story as it were. 

This story is rated E for explicit and is for adults only. All characters depicted are over 18. 

Wendy awoke with a throbbing erection. She was sleeping naked, a habit she had since she was seven, she had easy access to her cock. When she started stroking herself, she looked over to her husband. She’d talked Dipper into sleeping nude a few years into dating.  This gave her easy access to him. She slipped her lady meat between Dipper’s thighs and started thrusting. Wendy felt her cock rub against his taint and balls. Christ he felt so good.

Dipper stirred from his sleep. “Hey baby, do you want me to stop?” Wendy asked him while she thrusted.

“Nah, feels good.”

“Actually, I got an idea. Get on your back.”

Dipper rolled over, Wendy hovered over him, lining up her cock with his. While Dipper’s cock wasn’t as big as Wendy’s massive 10 inch dick, he certainly wasn’t small himself at a healthy 7 and a half inches. She placed her cock on top of his and started grinding.

“Oh Wendy!”

“You like that?”

“Ah ha,” Dipper mewled.

Unlike Dipper’s circumcised dick, Wendy had a bit of foreskin. Dipper never stopped loving Wendy, even when he discovered Wendy was transgender. She loved him for that. Her fingers intertwined with his. As they bucked into each other, Wendy laid down on him and kissed Dipper deeply, her tongue meeting his. Her breast smoothed down on his chest.

"Aw shit Dipper I'm close."

"Me-me too," he wheezed out.

Picking up speed, Wendy's fat cock shot out a load and Dipper soon followed suit. The semen was sandwiched between their sweaty bodies.

Wendy let out a deep sigh. "Fuck, I love you."

"I love you too," he muttered.

Wendy got up, her thick bush was a mess of both their cum. Dipper could feel the cum roll down his stomach.

"We should properly shower before we ruin the sheets."

Wendy nodded. “Agreed.” She pulled him up and the two made their way to the shower. Turning the shower on, they waited a minute for it to warm up. Once Dipper made sure that the water was significantly hot, the couple made their way in.

As Dipper washed the jizzed out of his own pubic he looked over at his wife. Her dick still stood fully erect while his had already gone flaccid.

Wendy let out an oop as she felt Dipper begin to stroke her cock. “You still want more?”

He kissed her neck. “You know I do.”

“Which hole?”

“My butt,” Dipper shuttered. Wendy grinned at him.

He put his hands on the wall and stuck his butt out. He felt his wife shove two fingers up his chute. They didn’t have any lube on hand and the water would have washed it off anyhow, so he needed to take Wendy raw. He gritted his teeth as he felt his wife’s thick member probing his back door. Wendy’s hips soon hit his butt.

Dipper felt his dick stiffen with each thrust. Their grunts rose above the sound of the shower. As almost always, it was Dipper who came first. His asshole clenched around Wendy’s log as he shot off, painting the shower door with his seed.  

Wendy continued fucking him, her balls slapping against his. As he squeezed her cock, Wendy fired her own load into his intestines. Once finished, she pulled out and watched her cum pour out of his asshole.

They finished washing each other as their mess flowed into the drain.

#gravity falls #wendip #wendy corduroy #dipper pines #lemon

[nvrcmplt]

Disclaimer:: I am still researching autism in teens, so things may not be accurate just yet. Please feel free to correct me on things or give me better links for the information you’d think would help me out the most. Bon was a feral child, a lot of his symptoms are common with lack of human touch / education  but it’s only been recent that I’ve noticed / ICly things have been making me think of Bon’s actions in the spectrum. I am not sure if it’ll be 100% fixed to Bon; however it feels correct at this moment in time. Thanks for reading.

Bon is now legally an adopted child and existing “human” being. He no longer a John Smith or Questionable Random Child. He is no longer feral, but is learning how to be human all over again. Bon has suppressed / forgotten memories and holes all over his timeline but it’s evident by the research and medical facts they’ve found from Bon’s body and body language, he has been slowly learning and relearning what has happened to him; but safely in the home of a loving family.

Bon is now fully homed, away from the Social Centre he once frequented to now have a family of his very own. @prekliatyvlk​

Bon Skalický :: Legally Changed

Žigmund “Ziggy” Skalický - Adoptive Father.

Anthony Evans - Adoptive Father

Robbie Evans - Adoptive Brother

Artem Vukaxin - Pack Leader and God Father

Renji Vukaxin - Uncle RenRen

Katia Vukaxin Pack Leader and God Mother / Auntie

Alojz Chrobák - Uncle WeeWoo

Cecília Pivovarčová - Auntie WeeWoo

Loni Valadin - Tia / Auntie & God Mother

Shoto Todoroki / Valadin - Big brother figure

medical records have been updated and all injuries treated after Bon was bought in by general public after a Car Accident.

Alica Tesárová and Aapeli Hilja - Assigned Doctors.

mentions of child neglect, molestation, abuse and broken / fractured bones.

bon symptoms ::

Feral Behaviour ::

Crawling effortless on hands and knees/feet.

Growling / Showing teeth as a threat.

Biting / nibbling items that belong to him.

Peeing on the floor / in wilderness moreso than a toilet.

Howling, huffing

Nuzzling

Eating with hands

Sniffing food before eating without hands.

autism signs ::

Behavioural Disturbances

Hype-fixation on one topic / item in his possession.

Lack of understanding social cues.

Learning difficulty.

Lack of eye contact

Sleep Disturbances

Stimming - Hiding in corners under blankets, Clinging to cushions, Rocking in seats / on the floor.

Heavy handed gestures; such as petting the head and shoulder is welcomed, but a light pat makes Bon feel scared and agitated.

High levels of Anxiety in unfamiliar rooms.

Being very uncomfortable with or uninterested in anything unfamiliar. Though open to meet new people, it must be 1 on 1 greetings with someone ‘safe’ already in the room.

Being anxious. Children with autism generally suffer a high ‘baseline’ level of anxiety, though they aren’t always able to communicate this. Anxious feelings can also escalate very quickly if something triggers them.

child abuse markings ::

Cigarette burning on his shoulders / upper back and heels of feet.

Scarring on feet, slashes / gashes. ( Stepped on glass a lot / sharp sticks. )

Lots of small cuts, like from a pen knife, all over his chest, stomach and thighs.

Crescent scarring in fours or fives from sharp fingernails around his throat, on his hips, thigh, upper arms and dick.

Collar scarring around the neck, three fingers thick.

Botched Circumcision / Genital Mutilation.

x-ray findings ( when found in hospital ) ::

Fractured forearm.

Broken three left ribs.

Right skull hairline fracture.

Broken eye socket and nose.

Jawline fracture

Broken / crooked fingers from improper resets.

theorised happenings ::

Excessive abuse from parent / caretaker - female in nature due to genital abuse - someone trusted person.

Sexual abuse - Unknown but signs of forced intercourse / molestation evident.

Physical harm, Mental abuse.

Suppressed memories or forgotten from Head injury - either received via Car accident or tossed in front of car after receiving the blunt force trauma.

High pain threshold from possible Autism gave caretakers more leeway to harm Bon in worse ways or get away with questions if ever raised with CPS.

Anorexia from lack of feeding.

Bought up by family pets / wild animals before / whilst with human parents. Shows a very close natural to animals, canines in particular.

Growls, snarls and howls instead of speech due to animal upbringing / treated as an animal.

triggers recorded since bon’s been adopted ::

Red clothing - tight in nature; will cause Bon to withdraw, cry and scream in his lips/teeth.

The scent of roses / plant itself or an essential oil makes Bon feel sick to the point of vomiting. Plant itself in his presence will be torn apart by his own hands, thrown away - the smell on his hands hastily wipe off, crying all the while.

Soft touches on shoulders, neck, head makes Bon hyperventilate in a sudden anxiety.

Hates the texture of mushy vegetables and will avoid them like the plague.

Night terrors, much worst after a long humid day.

Being in a Bedroom or Bathroom with a Woman alone will trigger Bon; however outside of these rooms he is completely fine.

#« ( Bon ) » HC. #» ǫᴜᴇᴜᴇ #» ɴsғᴡ

[ashleygetsblacked]

Side Dick 1 (Part 2 of 4)

As he shut the bedroom door he bent down to kiss me and I tilted up to meet him. He was a decent kisser and I found that I liked the taste of the whiskey on his breath. I felt his large hands grabbing my shoulders, then slowly working around to my back to pull me closer to him. As we kissed my hands were on his face, then his pecs, then his arms, slowly feeling him all over. I felt his bulge press against me, then suddenly I was being lifted in the air, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waste as he carried me toward the beg, still kissing me as he walked. I was getting really turned on now. I just love being picked up and carried. He set me down gently near the bed and I pulled off my top as he pulled off his shirt. His chest had those cute little curly chest hairs all over his pecs, with tiny nipples and a faint happy trail leading all the way down to his pants. We kissed again as I ran my fingers down his chest, coming to rest on his belt. I felt his huge right hand reaching around to find my bra clasp. He undid it with one hand effortlessly, no fumbling about, all in one smooth motion. It made me wet. I undid his belt and his khakis dropped to the floor, revealing boxers, thick quads and well defined calves. He quickly turned me to the side, found the zipper closure on my skirt and pulled it down. As I shimmied out of it, he dropped his boxers, revealing a nice looking dick, well trimmed and semi-erect. His big black dick bounced slightly as he stepped toward me, and it was a pleasing sight to behold. He was circumcised and appeared to be about 7 inches long. He was thick, perhaps as thick as M2 had been (my biggest dick to date), and his mushroom head looked plump. I wanted to put it in my mouth really bad. I pulled my panties down and got into a kneeling position, taking his dick in my mouth, and he let out a sigh of contentment as my mouth engulfed him. I began working up and down the length of his shaft at first, doing quick little flicks of my tongue along the underside, then Inwrapped my lips around his thick shaft and started sliding up and down, all the way up, briefly squeezing the head with my lips, then all the way down to the base, holding a second, then all the way up, etc, his hands were on my head and he wasn’t directing me, but letting me do my thing. I stopped and asked if there was anywhere he wanted me to pay attention to, and he said his head and his balls. I began caressing his balls with my hand as my lips wrapped around his mushroom head. I stopped and made eye contact just long enough to teasingly give him an brief ahegao face, then put his mushroom head back in my mouth and made little swirling motions with my tongue. My hands were gently rubbing his balls as I worked on the head of his dick with my tongue. Paying close attention to the grooves and playing with the spongey texture with my lips. I switched it up then and he moaned as I took his scrotum in my mouth. Sucking on first one testicle, then the other through the soft squishy texture of his ball sack, my fingers gently running on the parts not in my mouth, gently brushing against the taint as well. I went back to the head and worked on just the tip for a moment, then without a word he abruptly pulled out of my mouth and hoisted me up onto the bed. I laid back as he parted my legs and he slowly started licking me, working his tongue into my folds, one after the next, I felt myself relaxing and getting into it. His huge black hands were pressing on me everywhere. I watched as they moved across my thighs, mons, tummy and breasts. He moved his hands, rubbing and caressing me as his tongue lapped at my pussy in a really good rhythm, it was so hawt, watching his black skin moving all over my white skin that way. He adjusted my right leg so he could slide his hand under my ass, then squeezed my ass so forcefully with that huge hand of his that I swear I could feel my pussy lips parting from just his squeeze alone. (Part 3 of 4)

#ashley life