icarus-in-the-streets

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plap plap plap

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i'm riding the "just the tip" to "come inside and breed me" pipeline - who's riding with me? :3

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orgasmic fertilization is such a good concept tbh like. if the idea of a boy suddenly feeling himself become pregnant and cumming from the mere sensation while realizing he's gonna be a father wasn't good enough imagine a boy getting pregnant with a big litter of multiples and feeling every last fertilization, just cumming over and over again while realizing that with each amazing orgasm is yet another addition to his family, an even larger belly he'll have to lug around

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Tonight's the night. You're gonna ask your boss to take your virginity.

She'd been flirting, you're sure of it. Caressing thru your fur with her slender fingers as she passes by you; coming up behind you and whispering how beautiful your work is and how brilliant you are. Her very scent intoxicating as she leans close. Her skirt is always the wrong cut to see if she's as hard as you are wet, but you think maybe you can smell it.

That scent is probably what caused your early heat last week. You got the week off from work and holed up in your apartment. She came by and brought you soup. Offered to help you however you needed it. You begged for her cock and she turned you down. She made you eat that calming soup, and tucked you in under a weighted blanket to further calm you. But as you were passing out, you think she said that she wanted your unaffected consent before she had sex with you. It would be your first time after all.

You'd never had such detailed fantasies about someone before. Sure you'd wondered what your best friend would feel like inside you whenever he'd pick you up like you were nothing. But not the constant and graphic things you imagined with her. Draped over her lap in your lab as she fingered you to the multiple orgasms you deserved for all your hard work. Pinned to your bed screaming as she forced her way inside you, giving you the dicking down you deserved for making her so hard. Making you beg her to breed you while you were in heat, and making you work for her cum inside you - slamming your hips back and taking her roughly to get the breeding you deserved.

But you've been practicing with your dildos, making yourself pliant between your legs for her cock. You'll ask her when she comes over tonight. Ask her to be your mate and take your virginity. You'll beg if you have to, but you don't think it'll come to that. After all, she always wants you to have what you deserve.

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take my hand. let's impregnate him together

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You know Halsin would be into breeding. That boy would be balls deep in you and you'd whisper breed me and he'd slow, not stop but slow, holding you close, murmur into your ears, "You want me to fill you, my love? Give you a precious gift? For me? For us?" and you would squirm and moan and beg and promise that you want to give, want to have nature's bounty inside your belly, and then he would growl and even if he doesn't transform you would feel that heat and weight and power as he turns from a gentle lover into a wild animal, pounding you as you cum and through your orgasm into another until he pours his heat inside you, lazily stroking your clit with his big rough hands until you clench and moan again and he'd kiss your shoulder where he might have gotten a little bitey and then sigh and lean back... "We'll have to go again, you understand. Just to make sure it takes." and he would move his sticky hand to stroke your flat belly and you would shudder and know that you were going to be fucked into jelly until he could clearly see your belly swollen with his young.

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ok, but, what if a powerful enchantment wizard uses the spell modify memory to remove all your memories and experiences of sex. Then she starts to make you feel good by touching you between your legs and you have no idea what she's doing but she tells you it'll feel even better if you do everything she tells you to do.

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I suddenly clenched tight around my bf's dick and it made him cum. Now I understand why succubi get energy from this. I feel very powerful

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That feeling when she stretches you with her tentacles and helps you deliver her eggs

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"strapping young man?" oooooh I thought you said strap that young man. yeah he'll need a minute.

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In a group of men, they all pretend to be my friend, but they secretly plan to play a game. They get me to go to party at one of their houses, and when I get there they huddle around me and tear off my clothes. My arms are chained behind my back and I’m thrown onto a bed where my legs are spread open and tied to the bedposts. They’ve all placed bets on who will be the first to breed me. I whimper when they take turns sticking it in raw, dumping their loads into me. When they’re all finished, they put a plug to keep the cum in my pussy, and then they leave for the night. The next morning, the plug is removed and they take turns once again. My eyes widen in fear when I realize what they’re trying to do. Three times a day, every day, they unloaded their balls deep inside me. By the time a test finally came back positive, my poor cunt was bruised and swollen. They finally unchained me, but when I stumbled to the door it was locked. They laughed at me and groped at my sensitive tits and pussy. I cried as they left again. Eventually I was allowed to wander the house, but only in the nude, where I was constantly bent over whenever the men needed relief. As I reached my due date the men had fun squirting my milk into their mouths and patting my stomach, theorizing who’s it would be. I gave birth as they watched in amusement, and they immediately took the baby and took a sample. Some time passed and they came back and I begged them to finally let me go. To my horror, they explained that one of the men had their baby, but I still needed to provide one for the other 7. And they immediately got to work, pumping me full and plugging up my abused cunt once again.

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You smooth down the thick curls on the satyr’s ankles as you gently wrap the red ribbon over the soft fur.  You can feel her tendons tense and relax with each pass of silk as the faint pressure both soothes and excites her nerves.  She hums with the same anxiety that you can feel thrumming through her pulse points.  You shush her and she calms, eyes fluttering shut with the safety of your reassurance.  “You’re going to look so good in these when I’m done,” you rumble softly.  You flex your toes beside her chest and she wraps her hand around your ankle, her fingers tracing over the red straps of your high-heels.  You chuckle as her fur bristles out and her dark skin bubbles up with goosebumps.  She looks so good laying out in front of you, letting you decorate her ankles in ribbon.  She’ll look good later in the dress you bought her that matches yours.  It is a shame she can’t wear matching stilettoes on her hoofs, but her idea to use ribbon as a substitute was really a stroke of genius.  You push your hand up her leg and ruffle her fur the wrong direction before smoothing it back down. She whines softly, stretching her cloven hoof into your lap.  You grin.  It was a brilliant idea, but you are absolutely certain she wasn’t expecting it to be such a ~sensual~ experience.

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Fuck around (fill me with cum) and find out (get me pregnant)

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Praise kink but not in an “you’re such a good little girl” way, more of a “fuck I love how you look when you cry, your tears turn me on so much, no one breaks like you do, I love it when you beg me to stop like that baby”

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both? both. both is good!

The eternal struggle, do I want to be pregnant myself or get my partner pregnant instead?

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Need someone to tie me up and bend me over their lap, gently working me open, using lots of lube and spreading my holes, playing with my insides while I squirm uselessly on their lap. Grabbing different toys to stretch me more and more until I'm a whiny mess begging to stop cuz it's enough

[icarus-in-the-streets]

quick are you mythologizing sex again? are you making it seem like a special category of human behavior rather than just a thing people do? are you forgetting that it can be silly or fun or simply pedestrian? are you forgetting that it requires conversation and negotiation just like every other human activity that involves other people?