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Guided masturbation with a stranger over tumblr and following their orders on how to fuck myself is one of my favourite things to do and makes my pussy wet just thinking about it 🤤

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BKTempted Story Master List

(Updated as of June 8, 2025)

There's been some clamoring for a full list of my text posts, so I've finally put in the work to get that done. This post is now linked in my pinned. I may take the time to do something more sophisticated in the future, but for now, this is what you get!

Audio

Edge Slut Background Brainwashing

Edging & Denial - Hypno Obedience Trainer

CNC & Free Use

Debt: Your boyfriend sold you for the night

Invitation: A text from your best friend turns into something more

Bait: You can’t make it any more obvious

Watering Hole: Getting you drunk so you can’t put up a fight

Times Up: Your captor won’t let you leave until the clock runs out

Master's Toy: Intox CNC

Hole Inspection: Master inspects your holes

Our Entertainment: You're the dinner party guest of honor

Sleep Tight: Somno CNC

Homesick: CNC Kidnapping

Wake up Call: Soft Somno

Getting to Know You: Stalker CNC

The Test: CNC Kidnapping - punished when you try to escape'

I'm Sorry Sir: Hitting/rough cnc with your dom

One of Those Days: Freeuse throughout the workday

Your DMs: That guy in your DMs comes and finds you

A Warning: You should have stayed away

I'd Break You: A detailed description of how I'd hurt you

Get Under My Desk: You're my slutty little deskpet

Attention Whore: You made me jealous

Corruption/Dumbification/Hypno

Tattoo: You wake up with a mysterious brand

Hypno Toy: It’s all fun and games until you drop.

Anything: You could have been anything, but you're just a slut

Crush: Your best friend knows you have a crush on her bf

Three Holes: You train all three of your holes so you can be the perfect toy

Master's Games: Master trains you with his new game

Locked Away: Master locks your thoughts away

International Women's Day: Celebrating the slut you've become

Brain Stuff: Your bf turns your brain off with his cock

Soft & Sweet: Getting lost in your hypno audios again

So Innocent: Praising my star slut

Edging & Orgasm Denial

End to End: mutual masturbation on opposite ends of the bed

Can I Cum: You’re asking all the wrong questions

Look at you: Edging inspo

Rub: Edging inspo

Self-Control: Eding/Orgasm Denial

Her Voice: Edging to your friend on the phone

So Many Things: Ignoring obligations to edge

Good Girls Don't Cum: Edging script

Countdown to Cum: Sir won't let you cum until he says 10

For Weeks: You forgot how to cum...too bad

Pinky Promise: You said you wouldn't rub...

Exhibitionism/Public Exposure/Group Sex

Dress Code: You’re sent to the principal’s office for violating the dress code

On Display: Your art teacher fucks you at an art gallery

Punished in Plaid: Your teacher punishes you in front of the class

Double Life: You’ve been fucking two opposites, it’s time to bring them together - mmf threesome

Last Train: Train Orgy

The Director: Your bestie teaches you how to fuck - ffm threesome

Dinner Date: Remote vibrator at dinner

Fitting Rooms: You and your bf fuck at an undisclosed clothing store (it's UNIQLO)

The Dance: Vibrator on at a nightclub

Salt and Sweat: Beach sex

Fauxcest

Midnight Snack: Sneaking up on daddy in the middle of the night

Coat: Touching yourself in public wearing only daddy’s coat.

Orientation: Your first college party at your brother’s frat house

Rainy Days and Blanket Forts: You and Daddy rekindle an old hobby

Daddy loves you So Much: Daddy spoiling his little girl

The Big City: You finally move in with Daddy

Front Row: Watching Daddy fuck another slut

Plot Twist: Daddy catches you writing smut

The Road: Daddy lets you take the wheel

Daddy's Lap: Daddy dries your tears after a breakup

Operation Giant Unicorn: Daddy wants to win you a stuffie

Stuffie Humping 101: Daddy teaches you how to hump

Family Vacation: You and big bro fuck at the beach house

Good Morning: You wake up Daddy for morning sex

Baby Sitter: The single dad you babysit for has a crush on you

Training Session: Daddy massages you after a long night

So off limits: Daddy can't hold himself back

Smack: Daddy spanks you for cumming without permission

Birthday: You ask Daddy for a present

Fridays: You can't wait to spend the weekend with Daddy

Shouldn't we: No condoms allowed with Daddy

Brainstorming: Daddy's cock helps you focus

Pet Play

Doe Eyes: a deer girl tries to out run the hunter.

Audition: A bunny girl auditions to be mister’s pet.

His Newest Catch: A hunter brings home a new pet to play with

Master's Boot: Master is finally home

Catgirl Grace: Catgirl gets gifted some catnip

Bun & Breakfast: Bunny girl wakes up her Master

Good Puppy: Teaching a puppy how to fuck

Softcore

Coffee Shop Door: Stalker admirer

Intimate Perspectives: Unrequited teacher crush

Primary Source: Your study partner goes down on you in the library

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Double Life. It’s a careful balancing act, this tightrope walk between two beds, two men, two versions of yourself. One makes you feel like dirt, the other like divinity, and the fucked-up part is how much you crave both.

With him, the Degrader, it’s all teeth and sharp edges. He pushes you down, not just into the mattress, but deeper, into some raw, exposed place inside you. His words are precise, calculated cuts. "You're pathetic," he’ll sneer, grabbing a handful of your hair, forcing your gaze down to the mess you’ve made under his hands. "Such a greedy little cunt. Always needing more." And you do. You arch into the degradation, the shame building in both directions — a hot flush crawling up your neck, and a puddle between your legs. He fucks you like he’s punishing you for existing, hard, fast, impersonal thrusts that hammer away at your composure until you shatter, whimpering his name like a curse. He leaves you feeling hollowed out, scraped clean, used up. And you crawl back every time.

Then there’s the other one. His friend. The Praiser. With him, the world softens. His hands trace your skin like you’re priceless art. He whispers exaltations against your temple, your throat, the curve of your hip. "You’re incredible," he breathes, eyes full of something that looks dangerously like reverence. "So beautiful, so responsive." He takes his time, mapping your body with his fingers, his mouth. He learns your rhythm, anticipates your needs, builds your pleasure slowly, until you unravel in a wave of warmth and light, feeling cherished, whole. He makes you feel seen, powerful in your desirability. He leaves you glowing, replete. And it’s never quite enough.

The lies are exhausting. The scheduling gymnastics, the careful scrubbing of scents, the constant vigilance. One slip, one misplaced text, one lingering touch noticed in public, and the whole fragile structure collapses. They’re friends. Good friends. The thought of the fallout is terrifying. But the thought of choosing, of giving up either the razor-sharp thrill or the comforting balm… that’s impossible too. Each man unlocks a different door inside you, accesses a different hunger.

So, you decide. Not out of malice, not out of strategy, but out of a desperate need to consolidate, to stop splitting yourself in two. Or maybe it is a power play. Maybe you want to see them both stripped bare, confronted with the reality you’ve been juggling. You pick a night. Your place. Neutral ground, your territory.

You text the Degrader. Come over. 8 PM. Need you. Direct. Simple. The kind of summons he expects, the kind he always answers.

Minutes later, you text the Praiser. Thinking of you. Can you come by tonight? Around 8? Softer. An invitation, not a demand.

You shower, letting the water sluice away the tension, or trying to. You dress in a simple night gown, something easy to tear away. You don’t know what you expect. A shouting match? A fistfight? The anticipation is a physical thing, a low thrum beneath your skin.

The first knock. You open the door. It’s him, the Degrader. He pushes past you without a word, eyes already stripping you down, a predatory glint in their depths. He just stalks towards the living room, expecting you to follow.

The second knock, lighter this time. Your heart kicks against your ribs. You open the door again, it’s the Praiser. His smile is warm, lighting up his face until he glances past you and sees the other man silhouetted against your living room window. The smile vanishes. Confusion flashes across his face, quickly followed by a dawning, sickening understanding.

The air crackles. Thick, heavy silence stretches between the three of you.

The Degrader turns slowly, his expression shifting from possessive annoyance at the interruption to cold, hard shock as he recognizes his friend. Their eyes lock. Accusation, betrayal, confusion — it all hangs unspoken in the air.

"What the fuck is this?" the Degrader finally grinds out, his voice dangerously clipped. His gaze snaps to you, burning holes.

The Praiser just stares, looking between his friend and you, processing the impossible. "You… and him?" The question laced with hurt.

You don’t flinch. You meet both their gazes, holding steady. This is your doing. You wanted this collision. "Yes," you say, your voice clear, surprisingly steady. "Both of you."

The Degrader laughs, a harsh, ugly sound. "Playing games, little slut?" He takes a step towards you, menace rolling off him.

But the Praiser moves too, stepping slightly in front of you, a protective instinct warring with his shock. "Hey," he says, his voice tight. "Let's hear her out."

And there it is. The tension shifts. It’s not just about you anymore. It’s about them, their friendship, this new reality laid bare. Unspoken history and sudden, raw desire redirected.

You watch them watching each other, the initial shock giving way to something else. Curiosity? Resentment? A dark, shared understanding? Maybe the betrayal itself is an aphrodisiac.

You break the standoff. You walk towards the Degrader, stopping inches away. You reach up, tracing the hard line of his jaw. Then, slowly, you turn and walk to Praiser, mirroring the gesture, letting your fingers linger on the pulse beating frantically in his neck. You step back, positioning yourself between them again.

"I want both," you state, not a plea, but a fact. A challenge.

The Degrader's eyes are dark, calculating. He looks at his friend, then back at you. A slow, cruel smirk spreads across his face. "Fine," he says, his voice rough. "But let's see you earn it." He grabs your wrist, hard, pulling you towards him.

Before the Praiser can react, the Degrader shoves you forward, up against the wall. "Show him," he commands, his voice a whip crack. "Show him what a whore you are."

You lose your breath as the familiar shame floods you, but now it’s amplified, witnessed. The Praiser is watching, his face a mask of confliction — disgust, maybe, but underneath, a flicker of something else. Fascination? Arousal?

The Degrader doesn't make you wait. He unbuckles his belt, the sound loud in the tense room. He kicks your legs further apart. He doesn't bother with preparation, just lines himself up and slams into you, hard and dry. You cry out, biting back a sob. It’s punishing, as always, but the presence of the Praiser changes everything. You feel utterly exposed, pinned like an animal waiting for examination.

He fucks you brutally, his hips hammering against you, his hand fisted in your hair, forcing your head up. "Watch," he snarls at his friend. "See what she really is."

You squeeze your eyes shut, but you can feel the Praiser's gaze on you. You expect him to leave, to shout, to stop this. But he doesn't move. When you risk a glance, his face is taut, his fists clenched, but his eyes… his eyes are fixed on the juncture of your bodies, on the way your hips jerk with each rough thrust.

Then, slowly, the Praiser moves. He comes closer, standing beside you. His touch, when it comes, is startlingly gentle against your tear-streaked cheek. He wipes away a tear with his thumb. "It's okay." But his eyes are still locked on the relentless rhythm of his friend fucking you.

The Degrader grunts, driving deeper. The Praiser's hand slides down your back, tracing your spine, then rests possessively on your hip, mirroring his friend’s grip on the other side. A low groan escapes you, torn between the brutal friction inside you and the confusing tenderness of his touch.

The Degrader seems spurred on by this, his thrusts becoming even more frantic. He pulls out almost completely, then slams back in, forcing a choked gasp from you. The Praiser's fingers tighten on your hip. He leans down, his lips brushing your ear. "You like this, then?" he whispers, not accusatory, but fascinated. "Being used like this."

You can only nod, shame and arousal warring within you.

The Degrader suddenly pulls out, his breath coming in harsh pants, having seemingly exhausted himself. Before you can react, the Praiser is moving. He pushes his friend aside slightly. "My turn," he says, his voice strained. He positions himself in front of you, his erection thick and hot against your folds. His entry is different — still hard, still demanding, but slower, stretching you, filling you in a way that feels both possessive and protective.

The Degrader watches, his breathing ragged, his cock still slick and hard in his hand. He steps forward, reaching out, his rough fingers finding your clit, rubbing ruthlessly. You cry out, caught between the deep, stretching fullness inside you and the sharp, focused friction.

They find a rhythm, a strange, unspoken collaboration. One fucking you deep and steady, the other tormenting your clit, whispering a confusing mix of praise and degradation in your ears. "I'd give you anything" the Praiser groans, burying his face in your neck. "You could have told me." Simultaneously, the Degrader mutters, "Dirty little whore, couldn't have just one," while his thumb circles relentlessly.

Before you can catch your breath, the Praiser shifts again. He grips the Degrader's shoulder and turns him slightly. Their eyes lock for a moment. Then, wordlessly, the Praiser's mouth finds yours, kissing you hard, possessively, tongue plunging deep as if trying to stake a claim right there in front of his friend.

While you're lost in that bruising kiss, the Degrader positions himself behind you. You feel the blunt pressure of his cock probe between your clenched cheeks, slicked only with your own arousal and maybe spit — you can’t be sure. He shoves forward ruthlessly. A sharp, tearing pain makes you gasp against the Praiser’s mouth, biting down on his lip unintentionally. The Praiser doesn’t pull back; he just groans into the kiss, his own thrusts deepening inside your pussy, pinning you between them. The Degrader forces his way in, thick and unwelcome, stretching your ass until he’s fully seated. You’re impaled, front and back, filled to bursting. The pressure is immense, a violation that sends shockwaves through your entire body. You scream, the sound muffled against the Praiser’s mouth, overcome by the sheer overwhelming sensation of being completely, simultaneously claimed and invaded from both ends. You scream, overcome by full body contact, bucking against them both as they surround you front to back.

The boundaries blur completely. Hands roam, mouths explore. You feel a hand slide between your legs from behind, fingers joining the assault. At some point, they switch places without breaking rhythm, a seamless, predatory exchange. The one who usually praised you now fucks you with a raw intensity that mirrors his friend’s, while the one who degraded you whispers filthy worship against your skin.

It’s too much. Sensation overload. Your orgasm pulls you apart at the seams, tossed between pleasure and pain, reverence and humiliation. It ends in a tangle of limbs and sweat, all three of you slick and panting on your living room floor. Spent. You lie there, pinned between them, feeling the rise and fall of their chests, the heat radiating off their skin.

You got what you wanted. Both of them. Here. Together. The balancing act is over. But looking at their faces — exhausted, still processing – you realize this isn't an ending. It's just the beginning of something far more complicated and far more dangerous.

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“You’re not going out dressed like that, young lady!” The dom peers at her slutty outfit. A short skirt and a t-shirt showing off her midriff. She pouts. “But daddyyyy… I think it’s cute!” He gives her a smack on the ass. “Go change, we have to leave soon.” Rolling her eyes, the girl trots off to their bedroom.

“How’s this, daddy?” The sub twirls around. Her new skirt is even shorter, letting her ass hang out of the bottom. A high-waisted red thong pops out of the waistline. Her thin, tight crop top lets her tits jiggle freely. “There you go, sweetie. You look gorgeous. That wasn’t so hard, was it?” She grins at his compliment. They kiss and head on their way.

Everybody stares as they walk through the mall. Some young men laugh and take photos of her. A woman punches her husband in the shoulder. An old lady glares at her. A different old lady gives her a thumbs up. The girl holds her dom’s hand as they walk, mostly immune to the reactions by now. “Slut!” Shouts a stranger. She squeezes his hand. “Daddy, I’m getting wet.”

As they peruse one of the shops, the couple gets a short break from the onlookers. He uses the opportunity to inspect her pussy. Bent over in the store, the sub begs as he pulls her thong to the side. “Are you sure I’m wet enough, sir?” Her ass wiggles in his face as he feels the dampness along the tiny strip of fabric. “Stick a finger in and check, please?” The man’s thumb runs along her slit, catching the droplets of her cum. “No, it’s fine – you’re wet enough.” A denied whimper. “You need to leave.” The employee says curtly.

Near the exit, a passerby stops to talk to her daddy. “Interested in a trade? I’ve got a sub that likes to be shared.” The dom politely declines. “I’m the possessive type.” He explains, wrapping his arm around her waist. “Photos are fine though.” The trio find an empty stairwell. Posing against the wall, she blushes as the stranger takes out his phone. Her dom pulls up her shirt, letting her tits pop out. The girl lifts up her skirt, the askew thong showing off her holes.

“He sure was excited, wasn’t he?” The dom comments, turning on the ignition in the car. “mmph” The girl responds, blowing him in the parking lot. “You’re such good jerk off material - you’re going to make his sub jealous.” She struggles to fit him in her mouth. “mmph.” Her spit covered hands stroke everything she can’t fit. He drives with one hand on the wheel and the other on the back of her head.

They stop at a park on their way home. The girl’s hands flit around near her pussy. He leans back and lets her finish him off. Groaning and grunting, he cums in his sub’s mouth. The feeling of his load flooding past her lips is too much for her. Greedy fingers slip down to her clit. The dom catches her immediately, snatching her wrist. “Hey! Cut it out.” She looks up at him with needy guilt. “Now I have to punish you.”

“Don’t swallow.” Outside of the car, he wipes his cock off on her short skirt. “Don’t spit, either.” The girl nods. Her legs tremble, her dom’s dick so close to her holes. They take a short stroll, enjoying the sunshine. All she can taste is his thick cum in her mouth. All she can think about is her needy pussy. They sit on a bench and watch the occasional jogger. A pretty young girl walks by them, making eye contact.

“I like your skirt!” She giggles. “Where did you get it?” The sub looks at her dom nervously. “Well? Don’t be rude, tell her where you got it.” A terrified hesitation, and an uncomfortable silence. “Dadshy gosh ist fur me.” Cum drools from her mouth, down her chin and all over her tits. The pretty stranger is stunned. The sub’s pussy twitches.

“Wow… I, uh… guess… I have a new kink now. That’s cool.” She says to the couple awkwardly. “Oh, hey, congrats.” The dom wipes dribbled cum off his sub’s chest, smearing it on her lips trying to push it back into her mouth. The fruitless endeavor only covers her more in his semen. Fingers in her mouth, the man is polite to the onlooker. “Sorry, she wasn’t allowed to spit. I have to take her home and punish her properly now.”

The young lady watches the sub suck on her daddy’s fingers. “…can I watch? For, uh, research?” The dom smiles at the curious girl. “Sure. No touching though, I’m the possessive type.”

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My friend (I'll call her Ava) came over for our sleepover this weekend! Daddy told me that we were allowed to get comfortable and play with each other before he got home from work. We just had to take pictures and videos to send to him.

When Ava got there, we decided to put on cute outfits to take pictures in to send to Daddy. Then we went into the living room to color. We were both really giggly and felt kinda silly, so we decided to "try" each other. First we started kissing which was really fun. I moved down Ava's neck and then she moved down mine. I started rubbing her tits through her clothes and she did the same to me. We started kissing again and I slid her top down, exposing her tits to me. I pulled mine out too and we both started rubbing each others. I leaned in and started licking her nipples. I pulled back and she leaned forward, dragging her tongue over my tits and swirling it over my nipples. Ava took the rest of her clothes off and I did the same. I made sure to take some pictures of us and send them to Daddy. Ava and I started kissing and rubbing against each other. Ava reached over and grabbed me ass, so I did the same to her. I asked Ava if she wanted to move into me and Daddy's bedroom, and she said she did. Daddy said he was on his way home and I told him where to find us.

I set my phone up to record for Daddy. Ava and I got on the bed and went back to kissing and giggling. I got on top of her and started grinding on her while we were making out. She grabbed my ass and I used one of my hands to play with her nipple. I laid on top of her and felt out tits rub against each other, which got me so fucking wet. I started grinding on her pussy harder. She wrapped her arms around me and we rolled over so she was on top of me. She started grinding her pussy on mine and I started sucking on her tits. I grabbed her ass before moving my fingers a little farther down. I could feel how wet she was and I just had to taste her.

I told her to get on her back and I started moving my tongue all over her thighs. Slowly, I dragged my tongue over to her adorable pussy lips. I teased them, licking them lightly, feeling Ava's body start to tighten. I used my fingers to spread her apart, exposing her to me. I lightly moved my tongue around her clit and inner lips. I could hear her breathing change and I could feel myself start dripping down my thighs. I pushed my face into her and dragged my tongue along every part of her pussy. I moved my head back and forth while I started to slowly suck on her clit. I moved my head back and started to give her little kisses all over her sweet pussy. I moved my fingers down and spread her pussy hole out. I pushed my tongue inside of it, feeling her sweet liquid drip down my face. I brought my tongue back up to her clit and I felt her hand reach behind my head. I could hear her soft little sounds grow louder while I moaned into her pussy.

Daddy entered the room and seemed pleased by what he saw. He messed my hair and said, "that's my good girl". I smiled back at him while flicking my tongue on Ava's clit. Daddy's hand moved up from my head and caressed Ava's body. I pushed my finger into Ava's pussy and she let out a deep moan. Daddy started stroking himself and moved his other hand onto my ass. His pushed his fingers into my pussy and told me how proud he was of me. He moved behind me and I felt him start rubbing his cock against my pussy. He told me to use my free hand to play with Ava's tits. Ava seemed to like it when I squeezed on her nipples, so I kept doing it. I felt Daddy behind me, starting to lick both of my holes.

Daddy pushed his cock in my pussy and moved it in and out slowly, getting deeper with every thrust. I felt him grab the back of my head and push my face into Ava. She started shaking a lot and squeezing my head between her thighs. She started yelling that she was cumming. Daddy called me a good girl and smeared my face against her pussy.

Daddy pulled Ava closer to him and decided it was time to try her pussy. Daddy started slow with her and I knelt down and started licking and sucking her tits. Daddy shoved his fingers in my pussy and I started playing with Ava's clit. She felt so wet and I decided I wasn't done tasting her. I dragged my tongue down her body and started licking her clit and Daddy's cock while it slid in and out of her pussy. Daddy told me he loved me and what a dirty little girl I was. I felt Daddy's fingers move up from my pussy and started teasing the outside of my ass.

Daddy told me to get on top of Ava. We laid facing each other and started kissing. Daddy took turns pushing his cock into both of our pussies. Like Daddy had told me he would do, he took it easier on Ava since this was her first time playing with us. Daddy saved the rougher parts for me because he knew I could handle it. Daddy kept fucking Ava slow until he needed more. He would pull out of Ava and shove his cock into my tiny pussy and fuck me hard. He grabbed my hips and pushed me down on Ava's pussy so our clits would grind together while he was fucking me. At some point while he was fucking me, I felt him spread my cheeks and spit on my ass. Then he shoved two fingers in. He started fucking me harder which pushed me more and more onto Ava's clit. I couldn't take it anymore. I came all over Ava's pussy. She told me she liked the way I sounded when I came.

Daddy took his cock out of my pussy and shoved it into Ava. He left his fingers in my ass though and I started grinding myself on Ava's clit. Ava moved her head closer to me and started gliding her tongue all around and over my nipple. I started moaning even louder and I felt Daddy grab my hair and pull my head back. I felt Ava's body start to tense us right before she came on my Daddy's big cock. Daddy told me to keep rubbing my pussy on her. I felt her tits rubbing against mine while Daddy kept fingering my ass faster and faster. Ava slid her tongue between my lips and we started kissing and moaning into each other's mouths. Daddy was teasing us like crazy, ramming his cock into one of our pussies for just a few thrusts and then pulling out before shoving himself into the other girl's pussy. He'd tease one of our pussies making us think we were gonna get fucked, only for him to shove it on the other girls pussy instead. I started getting really over stimulated and whining a lot. Daddy started to really give it to me and I felt Ava's hands run down my back. She placed her hands on my ass cheeks and spread them apart, which made room for Daddy to push his fingers in even farther. I started screaming and my eyes started watering because of how over stimulated I was. I tried to pull myself off of Ava a little bit but I felt Daddy push me back down on her. His kept his big hand on my back so I couldn't move. He kept fucking me while fingering my ass and Ava kept spreading me and kissing my neck. Finally I started shaking and came all over Ava's pussy again.

Daddy laid me on my back and Ava threw her legs over my head. She slowly pushed herself down on my face. I started licking her clit and lips, before pushing her forward and rubbing my tongue around her ass. I felt Daddy spread me before slowly forcing his cock in my ass. He rubbed my clit and told me I was such a good fuck doll. Ava started rubbing her pussy against my face. I held my legs spread for Daddy so he could shove himself in me as deep as possible. He started fucking me harder and harder and I eventually just stuck my tongue out underneath Ava. The force of Daddy's thrusts pushed me back and forth, licking both of her holes. She reached her hands down and squeezed my tits.

Daddy pulled out and told us he was going to cum. We got on the floor and knelt down with our mouths open and our tongues out. Daddy told us to push our tits up so we did, and he came all over them.

Daddy told us to lick it off of each other. We took turns back and forth licking Daddy's cum off of our tits, which really turned us both on. I asked Daddy if we could both please cum again and Daddy said we could! We grinded our pussies on each other and exchanged Daddy's cum between our mouths until we both came on each other.

For the rest of the night, me and Ava did fun "little" things together before we eventually went to bed. More happened after but I'll put that in another post 🩷

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Coming home from the gym, I'm always horny. I don't know why, but even if I try to just relax, I always end up throbbing hard.

Luckily, you're here waiting for me. Pushing you against the wall, your hands hungrily find my bulge as I nip at your lips, your neck, your collar. You drop to your knees, peeling my sweatpants and underwear off of me, and you take a deep whiff of me, the sweat almost overwhelming. I slap your face with my cock, the weight of it knocking your head to the side, a trail of precum sticking to your cheek.

Groaning, I grind into your face, and like some fucking mutt you press your nose into me and breathe in, filling your lungs with me. Your hands rest on my powerful, muscular thighs, and you hump into the empty air between my feet, relishing in the weight and warmth of me on your face, the deep, animal noises from above, the way my hands grip at your hair, close to your skull, roughly pulling you into me.

I pull back and drag the tip around your open lips, leaving a salty trail of precum. You look me straight in the eyes as you lick your lips and swallow, batting your eyes up at me.

"Fuuuuck," I moan, and slowly bring one hand around the back of your head. "Open your fucking mouth, you little slut."

You barely have time to prepare yourself before I thrust forward, slamming past your lips, heavy, hot, salty on your tongue, grinding past your teeth, but there's no stopping me now. Your head is knocked back against the wall as you brace yourself on my thighs, and you close your eyes and try to swallow it all.

You can't, of course, but we both knew that already. I hear you, feel you gag on me, your body resisting my sheer size, but you were never strong enough to put up a fight against me. All you can do is open wide and try to keep your teeth out of the way. Leaving one hand on me, feeling the muscles in my thighs, you bring the other between your legs, shoving it down your pants to desperately, desperately play with yourself.

I twine one of my hands in your hair, strong fingers pulling sharply as I shake your doll head a little, grinding my waist into you, smothering you, pressing against your nose - if your throat wasn't filled with me, I'd be able to hear you moaning.

I pull out for a moment, letting you catch your breath. I stroke myself slowly, and the motion of the tip before your eyes is almost hypnotizing. You reach one hand up to feel the weight and warmth of my balls, and throw yourself back onto me, slamming down as many thick, throbbing, veiny inches of me as you can. I moan above you, working into your motion as I pull more tightly on your hair. A twinge of real pain sends a wave of pleasure through your body.

I'm panting now. "Fuck, fuck, I'm close, god keep going," interspersed with shuddering breaths. "You're so fucking good," I moan, as I bring my other hand down behind your head, knees almost buckling as my orgasm builds. You pull back, take a breath, and plunge forward, taking me deep, deep, shaking your head from side to side, trying to take even one more inch of me inside you, and you hear me groan, feel me thrust into you, swell in your throat, and release, again, and again, the warm, sticky shots of my cum painting your throat. You wrap your arms around my legs and pull me into you, swallowing it all, even as your vision starts to blur from air loss.

You relax your hold on me and I pull out, trailing a mix of my cum and your saliva out past your lips. You're lightheaded, and you cough a few times, trying to get your breath back. I pull you up to your feet, then throw you face down on the bed. You gasp dramatically, and giggle a little as you obediently raise your ass in the air, wiggling side to side for me. I leave a stinging red handprint on your ass before I sink my fingers into your waist, and you feel me line up between your cheeks, still wet with your spit. You can feel me throbbing again already.

"Fuuuuck," I breathe, "you're such a slut for me, aren't you?"

You grip at my bedsheets and back up into me as you nod, grinning lasciviously into a pillow. "I'm your fucking slut, I'm your little fucking toy, please, please..."

I push inside, slowly, intently, and you arch your back, giving yourself to me one more time.