kinkywitchybee

[kinkywitchybee]

I'm so needy for physical touch, I just want to sit on an older man's lap while he holds my thighs :(

[kinkywitchybee]

[kinkywitchybee]

it's not just about getting knotted. it's about being fucked hard and fast by something that's not concerned about anything but it's own pleasure. it's about being mounted and stuck in place by a knot that keeps you pinned under a panting animal. it's about the helplessness when it gets bored and tries to pull out and you're just being pulled around by your soaked cunt until it finally pops free and leaves you dripping with cum and completely brainless

[kinkywitchybee]

Slap my puffy cunt so hard and so many times that I either cum or piss myself from the delicious pain

[kinkywitchybee]

Making dinner with you, except there’s a large dildo suction cupped on the island in the middle of the kitchen, and you’re sat all the way down on it while watching me prep, wearing nothing but an apron, hungrily eyeing the bulge in my pants every time I go past, cutting up veggies and adding them to the sizzling pan, completely ignoring your helplessness while I make something for us to eat.

You squirm on the shaft of the toy, wanting so badly to pounce on me, but before you can I turn to grab the apron and pull you down to eye level, reminding you that you wanted to help in the kitchen, and this is how you’re able to. If you want something nice and hard in your mouth for dessert, you need to sit down and grind more like a good little sous chef.

[kinkywitchybee]

I want someone to grab me by my hips, my body fully pressed against his, kissing me until I can’t form a single thought. Pressing me against the wall as one hand slips into my panties, playing with my wet pussy while his mouth trails to my neck, leaving love marks all over. I want him to tell me how small I feel against him, his breath tickling my ears as I feel something poke against my stomach. For him to desperately move my panties to the side as she shoves his leaking cock inside of me. I want him to use me as if I was just a toy. filling and fucking my cunt till I pass out. His little cum dump <3

[kinkywitchybee]

i want you to take advantage of me when i’m sleeping and wake up with your cum dripping out of my pussy

[kinkywitchybee]

what about a bar with a Free Use Happy Hour?

sluts drink free

asking for a freebie is consent to be used

free drinks come with a little red wristband wrapped around them that goes on your wrist once you've finished the drink

you don't have to get any drunker than you want to be! people who want to fuck the drunkest sluts can just count the wristbands

(the bar makes money by kicking out anyone who isn't drinking every now and then, so non-sluts still have to buy drinks to participate)

anyway people can start groping and fucking you as soon as you've finished your first drink, but if you want more you can just stay at the bar and get fucked from behind while you're ordering and drinking them

no dress code but your clothes are probably gonna be soaked in cum at minimum so you may as well go in your cheapest, tiniest outfit

if you only want to be a little tipsy you can down a couple shots and then go lay yourself out on a table or hang out near the toilets waiting for someone to use you

alternatively if you're determined to pass out on someone's dick and wake up with unknown volumes of cum leaking out all your holes, go right ahead. one of the bar staff loves taking still life photos of unconscious sluts lined up along the bar with bottles plugging up their used holes to save on mopping time

(if a bartender thinks your actual health is in danger but you're still asking for more they'll just jerk off into a cocktail glass and feed you that so you can still get another wristband. you're too drunk to tell the difference so he's probably doing your liver a favour)

take off the wristbands when you're done and someone will call you a taxi (free if you let the cabbie use you on your way home)

just a little fantasy I came up with while I was supposed to be focusing on something else :3

[kinkywitchybee]

Artist: Hanai x Honeyfruit • Title: Dirty Talk

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[kinkywitchybee]

Monster Researcher Eclair is taking Research notes.

Monster Researcher Eclair is taking Research notes.

Among other things.

[kinkywitchybee]

I sign up for a new job. I'm not sure what exactly it entails, but I read bartender on the page, and that I know how to do.

When I show up, I'm handed my uniform. It's skimpy but that's fine. I'm a big girl. I can handle having my cleavage out.

I start my job, and nothing is weird at first. But eventually, a guy shows up to the bar. He looks at me with hungry eyes, and when he waves me over, I come. He wastes no time flipping my skirt up to stick his fingers inside me. I protest, but he pulls me onto his lap. When I come, he's done, paying his tab, and heading out. I assume it was one guy, and try ignore how wet I am.

The second guy is different. He reaches across the bar to grope my tits. He makes me thank him, and then he heads out.

The third guy, I don't notice until he's behind me. He bends me over the bar, pinning me down and shoving his thick cock inside me. I try to fight him but it's no use. The whole time he tells me what a good girl I am.

When he's done, another guy takes his place, slamming into me while whispering "That's it whore, take my cock."

[kinkywitchybee]

Patreon commission for KnottyWitch

Request: Werewolf x chubby reader with portals, free use, knotting, rut????

Depraved approach

Werewolf x chubby fem!reader || sex toy, sex portal, free use (kinda), breeding, knotting, feral sex/rut, overstimulation, squirting, (very light) dirty talk

You can hear the howls of your werewolf neighbor as the moon starts to rise.

You don’t know much about werewolves, but you know enough to know he must be entering his rut. A part of you wants to be the one helping him, you want it more than anything, because you’ve been crushing on him since the day he knocked on your door with a fresh batch of cookies and a wolfish smile (pun intended) that made your panties wet.

Since then, your crush has only gotten increasingly intense, to the point where you might even say that you were already a bit in love with him. That’s why you left a bag with a little present on his door this evening... A fleshlight.

An enchanted fleshlight.

Having a witch for a best friend has its perks, like getting her to enchant a fleshlight to make a pussy-portal, or at least that’s what she called it. It was supposed to be a sex toy for him to use… and hopefully you’d feel it while he did. The sex toy is to be felt by the receiver only if both parties had a mutual attraction, and you’re hoping you do.

Is it a very weird way to approach your crush? Yes.

Is it depraved? Absolutely.

Did you feel bad about it? Not at all.

If things went as you expected, in about an hour, you’ll have a werewolf dick pounding into your pussy, and if you’re extra lucky, you’d get his knot. Your knees are already shaky thinking about it. You get yourself ready, sipping a nice wine as you munch on your dinner, putting on soft music, just chilling around in your house.

But you shouldn’t have.

Because the second you feel something at the entrance of your pussy, you’re completely lost. He drives in with one hard thrust, his dick hitting so deep, so fast that you’re already about to lose it. You make your way to your room on unsteady legs and trembling knees as he keeps fucking into you. You try to reduce your moaning to a minimum as you get to your room, more than sure that he can hear you from downstairs.

By the time you’re on your bed and pulling your clothes off, your pussy is so wet your panties are ruined. He’s fucking you relentlessly, and you can barely move enough to get the rest of your underwear off before you feel the first telltale sign of a knot expanding at the entrance of your pussy.

You don’t think. You don’t process it. You can only scream his name at the top of your lungs as the fat knot presses against your G-spot and your fingers find your clit, rubbing furiously as you come around him. You hear the second he realizes the portal goes both ways, howling to the moon as you feel the first shot of his come hitting your cervix. Fuck, fuck, fuck… You knew that was going to happen, but the feeling of his come filling you up only sends you higher, shaking on the mattress as your orgasm rocks your body and your eyes roll back into your head.

You hear a howl louder than the rest, and your pussy squeezes against the knot inside of you once again as more juices come gushing out of you. Just like last time, you hear a roar at the same time as you scream, another orgasm hitting you completely by surprise. Maybe you pass out for a second, or two, or maybe for a couple of minutes, because when you come back to your senses, someone is pounding on your door and you aren’t sure you can get your legs to work to go see who it is.

“I know you’re home! Open this door so I can stuff your pretty cunt next and stop playing with a toy!” His voice is way too loud, there’s no way the rest of your neighbors didn’t hear what he just said, but fuck if you care.

“It’s open!” You cry back, your pussy squeezing around his knot once again.

But this time, you open your eyes in time to see him in front of you, the pink fleshlight held tight against his dick, still buried deep inside. He twists it around a little, and you let out an undignified cry of pleasure when the top of his knot presses against your G-spot. G

“You do not leave your door open again,” he growls.

The sound only makes your pussy squeeze again, he grunts, approaching you on the bed, his eyes blown wide and his fangs exposed. You shiver, rolling your hips to get more friction. He stops your movements with his claws on your hips, a threat, but one you aren’t going to listen to. You do it again and he moans, his teeth bared and his dick sending a new shot of come into your pussy. It’s starting to drip down, and he realizes the second it does.

He looks at your pussy, completely focused on his come dripping down. “Why are you dripping with come?”

“The fleshlight… Fuck. It’s enchanted. Good goddess… The fleslight... It’s a portal,” you struggle to say.

“Are you saying my come is IN YOU right now?” His tone gets higher at the end, and you nod, feeling too hot and bothered to form more words.

He clearly doesn’t care about your struggles, because next thing you know he’s pushing two fingers inside of you. The combination of his knot and his fingers is enough to send your body into another orgasm from the stretch.

But it doesn’t end there- he’s a werewolf in rut and you’re nothing but his toy right now. He starts finger fucking you as you continue to feel shot after shot of his come hitting deep inside. The feeling of his knot still buried in the fleshlight is pressing against your G-spot when he decides to press right there with his fingers as well.

You’d never felt anything like it, your whole body shakes with the force of it, and something inside of you breaks.

You lose consciousness of your body, of your mouth, of everything that’s not that point in your pussy and the way you’re gushing around his fingers, the way you’re… peeing? Fuck. You’re squirting all over him.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Your orgasm feels infinite as he keeps rutting against the toy and his fingers keep playing with your G-spot as if he’s playing a shooter game on his computer and pressing the left mouse button over and over. He does this until you’re crying and the pleasure is blinding. Even through the blinding pleasure, you’re still coming.

The bliss causes you to pass out again, which should have been expected by then.

You come back to him licking the tears away, and you can’t feel his knot inside of you anymore, but his fingers are still buried deep inside of you, making you moan. The sound alerts him of you being back in the land of the living, and he’s soon kissing your forehead.

“I couldn’t let my seed drip down,” he explains as if it’s the most logical thing, and you have no energy to argue. Apparently your body still has enough energy to clench around his fingers, though. “You like that? You like being stuffed full of come?” You shiver and he takes that as the ‘yes’ you were intending for it to be. His body moves over you on the mattress, and before you can process it, his dick is pressing against your opening: “Are you ready to feel it for real?”

He doesn’t wait for your response before he’s pushing his cock inside in one long and drawn out thrust. The feeling of him sliding into you causes your eyes to roll back while you moan and greedily push your hips up to get more of him.

You have to admit, your depraved ideas certainly have their perks sometimes.

[kinkywitchybee]

I need someone to fuck me in the changing room of a store. I need him to make me squirt all over the floor while he fills my cunt with cum and then forces me to put my skirt back on but without panties. He’d then tell me that if a he sees a single drop of cum leak out of my pussy then he’ll have to fuck it back in in front of everyone <3

[kinkywitchybee]

boarding school for denied girls

one of my favorite fantasies is a boarding school for girls where masturbation is absolutely not permitted. girls would get fitted with a chastity belt on their first day, required to wear it all the time except for maintenance washings, edgings and punishments. teachers would of course be allowed to fuck their student's asses or demand blowjobs in between classes, but the keys to the chastity belts would be stored in the headmaster's office. there would be rewards for girls that did exceptionally well in class, like supervised edging sessions or the permission to use sex toys. bad grades would mean you'd have to sit in class with a dildo or plug up your ass, get your tits, ass or pussy spanked by the teacher and forfeit your edging rights. on one day per week, all students would have their pussies stuffed full to determine how well the denied girls could work with the constant distraction. only the best and brightest students would get occasional ruined orgasms, and it would be the closest to satisfaction a girl would experience in her entire educational career. i imagine attending this school, getting better at satisfying my teachers every day, forced to study with my ass stuffed and my pussy dripping in its cage… who wants to be my teacher? 🩷

[kinkywitchybee]

force me to play with another girl n try make you cum with the way that i touch her

and if u dont cum after 5 minutes from watching me lick her nipples and cry whilst scissoring our pussies together?

bind me up - both me and her form the cieling with a two-sided dildo holding us tight together, and swing us back n forth to fuck that dildo into one another for your entertainment

[kinkywitchybee]

The Silent Auction. She had never been bought before. The girl squirms in her cage as a woman unlocks it, slowly guiding her out.

“Did I… get sold…?” The young girl asks the woman. “Yes, you did. We’re going to deliver you now.” Her heart leaps in her chest. “Really?! Ah, uh… how much was I…?” The mistress cuts her off. “You don’t have to worry about that. Come with me and we’ll get you ready.”

A few ribbons tied around her body, a sprinkle of perfume, and a blindfold. After a long drive, the woman leads her by the hand into the house. “Thanks for dropping her off so soon.” A man’s voice makes her shiver. “Our pleasure. Thank you for your purchase.” A bit of idle chatter. In the darkness of her blindfold, she can only listen. The woman leaves. A long pause as she hears him approach.

Walking around her in circles, he carefully checks the girl’s body. Every bit of her is just as when she was on display. She winces and bites her lip as his hands roam across her skin. The ribbons are removed. The girl has never felt so naked. He inspects her mouth, easing two fingers between her lips. Finally, the man breaks his silence.

“Perfect.” She lets out a soft gasp, breathing into his hand. The man strokes her cheek and slowly lifts her blindfold. Her eyes fall on him for the first time. Oh… He’s so handsome… The girl’s doe eyes are wide with fear. Her greatest anxiety is relieved by his comforting smile. So much older than I expected… His greying hair and tangled laugh lines surround bright, youthful eyes. He looks… kind…

“Come along, let me give you the tour.” The man wipes his fingers off and takes her by the hand. The home is beautiful. Old wood floors, tasteful furniture, and a massive window looking out towards the mountains. She gawks at the enormous space. “This is the kitchen. I like to cook, so you don’t need to worry about that. You’ll just be cleaning.”

He leads her to the bedroom. A king size bed sits along a central wall. “This is where we sleep. You’ll take care of laundry and such as well.” Her toes curl. Where we sleep. The man opens up a closet, showing off an almost empty hanger. “This is where you can keep your clothes. This is all you’ll need for now.” He takes the single garment off the rack. A simple black apron, with a bit of white lace.

After dinner she slips into the only piece of clothing she owns. The man watches her exposed back and bare bum as she washes the dishes. Little flecks of dish soap and water land on her apron. He can see her pussy when she bends over to pick up a dropped towel. Finishing her chore, the girl joins him on the couch.

“May I sit… sir?” Her voice warbles, barely able to say the honorific. “In a moment. I want to inspect you.” The girl blushes beet red. He rests his hand on her hip and turns her around, lightly pulling her bum towards him. Two fingers stroke along her thigh gap. The man feels her cunt, runs a finger along her slit. Rubbing his fingertips together he feels the girl’s wetness. He touches her ass, checks her clit, strokes her smooth skin. “Perfect.”

The slave joins him in the shower. Following his instructions, she pours liquid soap over her chest. Pressing her tits against his body, the girl begins to rub. Bubbles and foam run down her stomach. The girl rubs her tummy against his thigh. She uses her pussy to wash his hands. Soft and slippery, she cleans her master. They rinse off, and the slave dries him off with a towel. Through the fluffy fabric, she feels his heavy cock grow in her hand.

“What would you like me to do now?” He sits on the bed as she presents herself to him. “I’ll inspect you again.” The girl bends over. Her ass twitches as he touches her. Strands of her cum stick to her thighs, her pussy flushed bright pink. “You’re wetter than before.” The man says idly. “I – uh, thank you? Sir?” Having completed the inspection, he lays down on the bed.

“Areyougoingtohavesexwithme.” The nervous question spills from her lips. He gives her a soft chuckle. “Oh, eventually. You don’t need to worry about that, slave.” Her eyes widen. Slave. The first time he’s called her that. Her new reality crashes in on her. With a sudden gasp, she starts to rub at her pussy. “Hey. Cut that out. Never without permission.” The girl’s jaw drops. “Oh! I’m sorry… I didn’t know.”

“If you don’t know, then ask. Understood?” The man climbs under the sheets. She slowly joins him. “Yes… sir? Master? Owner?” He wraps his arms around her. “Any are fine… unless we have guests. You call them sir or ma’am, and you’ll only call me master, then.” The girl nods as he turns out the light. “Good job asking. You’re doing well.” The man can feel her tremble in his arms. “Thank you master… good night…”

The slave barely sleeps. She would toss and turn, but she doesn’t want to disturb her new owner. Her needy cunt reminds her of its presence with warm tingles. The girl would do anything to rub herself. Finally, she dozes off.

“Good morning, slave.” Her eyes creak open to see the man dressed and standing before her. As she climbs out of bed, he points to the sheets. “Looks like you’ll have to do laundry today.” In the night, the girl’s wet pussy left a faint streak on the fabric. The slave is embarrassed but slips on her apron and attends to her task.

The master inspects his property throughout the day. In the morning, they’re only little checks. A quick grope of her pussy to see if she’s wet. The girl always is. Her hips wiggle as he inspects her, trying to get a moment of pleasure out of his touch. In the afternoon, his inspections are more thorough. Bending her over fully, his thumbs push against her pussy lips - opening up her hole for him. A single droplet of cum runs out from her slit.

The next morning, she wakes up before him. Her head rests against his shoulder. The slave takes a moment to admire his rugged features. She tries to guess how much older he is. Twenty years? Twenty five? At least double her age. The girl steals a peek under the sheets. His hard morning wood points up at her. Instinctively she goes to touch it, then herself. Her hand pulls back with neither reward.

“I have a question.” He’s finished his morning workout. She sits behind him, massaging his back. “Yes, slave?” Her title still makes her nerves go haywire. “I… uhm… how much did you… pay for me…?” The man gently rests his hand on her thigh. “You really don’t need to worry about that. The important thing is that you’re mine.” She gives him an obedient nod. “Alright, thank you for the massage. Bend over, it’s inspection time.”

The dinner party. Her master had been cooking all day, whistling as he attends to the ingredients. Slipping into her new clothing, the girl checks on him. “I’m fine, slave. Go wait in the bedroom until our guests are here.” She returns to the room and sits on the bed. The girl stares at herself in the mirror. Her new lingerie hides nothing. The harness-like bra has open cups, letting her breasts hang free. The crotchless panties only draw attention to her bare pussy.

Through the door, she can hear the guests arrive. The group chatters and enjoys appetizers. Her owner’s voice booms out through the laughter. “Alright, I’ll go get her!” The slave’s stomach ties itself in knots. He slowly opens the bedroom door and holds out his hand. “Come, slave. My friends want to meet you.”

“Ah! She’s gorgeous!” A woman cheers as the slave steps into the living room. “Oh wow, I can see why you paid so much for her.” The girl’s head spins as she surveys the crowd. A half dozen people stare at her. “I know, she’s perfect, I just had to have her.” The master wraps her in a hug. His arms brush against her bare chest, his hands slide upwards and cup her breasts. “Go ahead and take a closer look.”

The group chats among themselves as the slave stands at attention. His guests approach her one by one, admiring her young body. They stroke their hands through her hair, along her back, up her thigh. The group inspects her wet pussy, now soaking into the straps of her crotchless underwear. One man lightly touches her clit and the girl’s knees buckle. Catching herself, she whimpers. “Thank you… sir…”

Everybody sits down for dinner. The girl eats out of a bowl, kneeling next to her owner. They talk about her as they eat. “Mine sleeps in a cage. You treat her too good, she’ll forget she’s a slave.” A woman protests. “I think it’s sweet! Letting her sleep in the bed makes her more loyal.” Another man tells her joke. “She’s certainly loyal. Her cunt was soaked.” Her master laughs. “Still is, too.” A quick pat down of her pussy and he shows the group his wet fingers.

After the meal, she slips on her apron and clears the table. They drink wine and talk loudly as she washes the dishes. Her mind buzzes as she scrubs. Finishing her task, she slowly creeps back into the dining room. “All done, master.” She says politely during a break in the conversation. “Ah, good. Come here, slave. Sit on the table and lie back.” The group moves the wine bottles and glasses to the side as she moves into position.

“I can’t get over how fucking hot she is.” The woman slurs her words, sipping from her glass. “Neither can I. She’s perfect.” Her master pushes open her legs. The slavegirl’s gaze spins around the table. Everyone can see her. The crowd loves the night’s entertainment. His familiar fingers toy with her pussy, checking carefully. Wet and needy, she stains his fingers with her cum.

An unfamiliar touch. She feels something warm and heavy between her legs. Sprawled out on the dinner table, the girl looks downwards. Her master’s cock rubs against her slit.

“Oh.” One hard thrust and she feels him bury his cock in her cunt. “AH! Master!” The girl shudders and squirms. Her wild eyes look around at the guests. “Fuck! Ah! Stop!” The group laughs at her pathetic whimpering. “Stop! Stop! Stop!” Her hips twitch and she arches her back. Loud whimpers and desperate begging. The slave cums on her master’s cock.

“You forget your place.” The master grips her bare tits, forcing himself deeper. “You’re mine. My sex slave.” Her heels kick helplessly against his back. “Oh – yes! AH! I’m your sex slave! Oh, God, everyone’s looking! Please stop!” She makes the mistake of looking down at his cock thrusting in and out of her soaked pussy. Her orgasm continues. “Yes! Ah! Fuck me, master! Fuck me~”

Everybody laughs. They’re laughing at me. The girl’s fingers claw at her owner’s chest. “No more no more no more…” More laughter. They’re laughing at me. Her legs lock around him, pulling him deeper. “Fuck me fuck me fuck me…” The master’s hands squeeze around her neck. “Master, break me, fuck your little slave…”

Her body twists, her eyes meet the woman who complemented her earlier. Breathing deeply through her nostrils, the girl can’t look away. “I’m his sex slave…” She whimpers to the stranger. The woman gives her a condescending nod. “Mmhm, that’s right.” She feels her master’s cock thump inside her pussy. “I’m his sss…” She starts to cum again.

The man carefully breaks in his new toy. Brief outbursts of crying and fighting are followed by manic begging. The group watches every detail. Finally, the girl lies face down on the table. He ruts into her limp body. “Who do you belong to?” The man asks, punctuating each word with a hard thrust. “You. Master.” She drools on the table. “Imyersexslave…” He breeds her cunt. She slumps to the floor. They pour some more wine.

“Have a good night!” He waves his guests goodbye. Returning to the dining room, he finds his slave missing. Taking a few wine glasses from the table, the man enters the kitchen. She’s wearing her apron, washing glasses and putting bottles in the recycling. The master puts the cups next to the sink. The slave dips her hands into the warm water.

“Thanks for taking care of those, slave.” The girl smiles at him. “My pleasure, master.” He leans against the counter, watching her bum wiggle as she attends to the glasses. After a few minutes of silence, he steps in close. Groping her ass, his fingers slip down to her cum-filled pussy. The slave sticks her butt out. The master inspects her as she washes the dishes.