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I have some very sad news to share for those that follow the NSFW audio community. A beloved voice actor and lovely human, Badjhur, has passed away. The details of his death are unknown, and I believe his friends would prefer it be kept that way.

These are two different announcements from two different platforms. One from X as a group announcement from some of his mutual friends, and one from a friend of Badjhur's and a fellow NSFW audio creator. Several more verified VAs and creators have confirmed this on their own socials. Given that Badjhur was deeply secretive about his personal life and details, I'm not entirely sure if we will get official confirmation as in an obituary or announcement from his next of kin.

What an absolutely tragic loss for the community. Badjhur was such a sweet and tender soul who was so kind. He genuinely seemed like such a sincere and thoughtful person. I hope he was peaceful in the end.

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What do you like about breeding?

The feeling of being filled with cum. That is all

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why did your cunt look like that in the gif

It was cum. Just finished orgasm.

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All I've done today is cum and sleep on rotation

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🌺 🌺

gif takes away from the quality

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this is what it's like to hang out with me the first time btw

mind if I come over and behave somewhat like a scared animal before I adjust

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I want to fuck him in a way he's never been fucked before. Having him pass out and wake up after being drained to a homemade protein pancakes and coffee.

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I need to be stretched out on someones cock right now. Ass arched in the air, biting the pillow while my eyes roll back. Each drag and thrust sending me to heaven

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I wish that dream was real

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give me that. I need that. I wanna ride that.

Nik. Nikolai. Nikolicious.

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titty job with my toy???

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Good Boy

So this the story based on my dream a few nights ago. Some of was taking a liberty since it was dream and I have forgotten some of it. Tell me if you like it. I kinda suck when it comes to writing.

Word Count: 1.7k

The lights were too bright. There wasn’t enough alcohol in your system for this—at least not at the moment. His shower was the only thing you could hear, aside from the pounding of your heart.

'Come on, you can do this. You're needy and he’s horny. It shouldn’t be this hard. What I need to do is just relax.'

It had been a few months—maybe more—since you last had sex. Some guy from the military trying to get over his ex. If he had told you the purpose of that date, you never would have gone. But now wasn’t the time to think about that.

You slowly lay down on his bed. Your panties were soaked, and all he’d done was drink with you and flash that adorable smile. You were ovulating. It wasn’t hard to tell, not with the way your breasts felt so heavy and sore. A whisper of contact had your nipples perking up, whether you wanted them to or not. Your neck ached to be bitten, sucked on, kissed, and licked. It was ridiculous how some hormones could make you feel this way.

Pressing your fingers against the soft, slick folds of your pussy made you gasp as if it was someone else touching you, not your own hand. You rubbed your clit, waiting for him to come out and do whatever he wanted to you—as long as it ended in your orgasm. That was the plan, at least.

The thought of his hands wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer as he fucked you had hearts in your eyes and moans slipping from your lips. Too caught up in your own world, you didn’t realize he was finished with his shower—and watching you get off on his bed.

It was a sight to behold.

Soft, slick sounds filled the room as you inserted a finger inside, pushing against your walls in search of sweet release. But it wasn’t enough. You needed more.

Panting softly, you whispered, “Please, I need more. It’s not enough.” You were trapped in your own mind, lost in the thought of him having sex with you, not even noticing the way he stared down at your needy body. A smirk played on his lips.

Him clearing his throat was what brought you back. The lights suddenly felt too bright again. The ringing in your ears from the embarrassment didn’t help. You quickly pulled your fingers from your pussy and looked up at him. Your face burned red.

“Didn’t notice you were back already.”

“I can tell. Couldn’t wait a few more minutes?”

“I could… it’s just... I need this. Need you right now.”

That was all it took for him to get on top of you, pinning you to the bed in a hungry kiss. He nipped at your bottom lip, trying to get you to open for him. It all felt like too much, too soon—especially when he rammed two fingers inside, roughly fucking you with them. A pained moan escaped your lips, giving him entrance with his tongue.

It was all too much. The lights. Him. The roughness.

You were slowly regretting the situation you’d gotten yourself into. Maybe you should’ve just bought a toy and pleased yourself instead of trying to have sex with a guy you'd ghosted multiple times before finally agreeing to go out with him.

Much to your pleasure, he began kissing down your neck, to your breasts and stomach, until he reached your pussy. He looked up at you with pleading eyes. With a slight nod, he smiled and began tasting you.

God, it was terrible. Barely any tongue—just light kisses. It felt like he was purposely avoiding your clit. Or maybe he just didn’t know what he was doing. Enough was enough. You weren’t about to waste gas and a good perfume on a lackluster fuck. You had to fix this.

Breathing in deeply, you tapped his shoulder, making him come up for air.

“Is something wrong?”

“Yes. The lights. It’s too bright in here.” Getting up, you walked over to the dial and began to dim them. You paused, turned back to him, and took a moment.

He was your type in every way—personality, looks, that adorable smile, the perfect muscle-to-fat ratio. Well-built. Cock standing at attention, waiting to be inside you. Just the sight of him like that made you giggle with excitement.

“Sit on the edge of the bed, okay?”

Confused, he did so, waiting to see what would happen next. You straddled him and began to kiss him slowly, taking control. Every time he nipped or licked for entrance, you tugged at his hair, separating for a second before diving back in. You moved his hands to your hips, grinding your pussy against his needy cock. You loved the whimpers that escaped his mouth.

Moving to his neck, you kissed and nipped at it, leaving marks while praising his neediness. How perfect he was being for you.

You felt him twitch and throb beneath you, his head resting on your shoulder, moaning and whimpering more.

Stopping your hips, you lifted his head to meet your gaze. His neediness was written all over his face. Plush lips in a slight pout, eyes darting between your lips, your breasts, where your pussy rested against his cock, and your eyes.

“What do you want right now?”

“You.”

“How?”

“Wanna fuck you. Wanna taste you. Please.”

“Are you willing to learn?”

He nodded eagerly, chest rising and falling fast.

His eagerness made you smile. As much as you wanted his mouth again, this time with your instructions, there was something else you wanted more. You slid off his lap and knelt on the carpet. His cock stood tall, leaking precum and glistening with your juices.

You peppered kisses from the base to the tip, pressing your tongue to the frenulum before sucking gently on the head. Your tongue wrapped around him as you worked him over. The sounds he made—high-pitched whimpers and gasps—were music to your ears.

He oozed more precum, and you released him with a soft pop, much to his dismay. His hand reached out, trying to guide your head back down, but you swatted it away and looked up at him.

“Use your words.”

“More.”

“Hm?” You cocked your head, feigning confusion.

“Don’t stop again. Please keep sucking me off. I need more. Please.”

“Good boy.”

You had planned to tease him more, but it was the please—that quiet, desperate please—that reeled you back in.

This time, you devoured him whole until your lips met the base and your nose tickled in his pubic hair. That’s when he truly lost it. You swallowed around him, giving him the best blowjob of his life. Drool dripped from his mouth as he moaned in pleasure. His hands grasped at the sheets, hips bucking into you now and then.

You could tell he was close. But you didn’t want him to cum yet.

You pulled away again and looked up to see his expression—completely wrecked. Tears brimmed in his eyes.

“Please, baby. It feels so good. I need your mouth again.”

“Hmmm, no. I want to tease you a bit more. Plus, you owe me a proper tasting.” You climbed back onto the bed, watching the way he looked at your body—like it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. 

“Come here and kneel.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Now you’re gonna learn how to eat me out properly.”

You began guiding him, on where to lick, suck, kiss, and when to use his fingers. Each moan egged him on more. He would occasionally come up for air to ask if he was doing well, the need to please glowing in his eyes.

Soon he was eating you like a starved man, and all you could do was moan and take it. The pleasure left you paralyzed, legs locked around his head, one hand fisting the sheets, the other tangled in his hair. He brought you to orgasm twice.

When he finally came up, his face was soaked, his eyes wide and dilated.

“Let me fuck you. Please. I wanna feel you.”

You guided him back onto the bed and looked him over. Skin glistening, cock straining. He looked absolutely pathetic—and it awakened something deep inside you.

“Lay down on the bed.”

You’d never seen a man move so fast. His eyes begged for you. How could you not tease him a little more?

You straddled his hips and slid your pussy along his cock, slick and tempting. His hands tried to touch your thighs, but you grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head.

“No touching.” He nodded and kept his hands above his head, gripping the pillow when you let go of him. You pressed your lips onto his, loving the feeling of your control over him. Wrapping your hands around his neck his hips bucked up involuntarily at the sensation.

Your grip tightened on his jaw. “Behave.”

“I’m sorry—fuck, please.”

“Please what?”

“Please can I fuck you?” He looked like he was about to rip the pillow apart with how tightly he gripped it.

“Can you be a good boy for me?”

He nodded quickly.

You slowly slid down his length. Letting him enter you. It felt like heaven to both you and him. The stretch of his cock is enough to send you into a stupor. A moan left both of your lips when you reached the base. Rocking your hips slowly, just enough for stimulation but not enough for any real pleasure he began to cry. 

You rocked your hips slowly���just enough for stimulation, not pleasure—and he began to cry.

“Please, I need to cum, baby. Please, I’ll be good. Just fuck me. Please, please, please. I need to fill you.”

“Then fill me up, sweetheart.”

That was all it took.

He gripped your hips, planted his feet, and fucked into you like his life depended on it. Thank yous spilled from his lips with each slap of skin. He felt like heaven.

He barely lasted a minute with how tightly your pussy gripped him—and with all the teasing—and came hard, hips still bucking, the most pathetic moan leaving his lips.

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All the sex dreams and clear skin now make sense. I’m ovulating.

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I woke up today to the wettest dream where I was domming this guy and it was amazing. I wanna write it out.

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Fuck I wanna fill you pussy right know

Nope

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If he's kicking his feet while eating me out I'm marrying him immediately