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Reikoku Shitsuji wa Maid wo Dekiai suru

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I-I’m thinking toxic older (not?) ex boyfriend that refuses to get over the relationship and just fucks his s/o stupid until they can’t think coherent thoughts and anytime they so much as even think of bringing up the idea of breaking up BOOM they’re now on all fours getting their back blown to hell and back, their drooling with their eyes rolled to the back of their skull because you can’t break up with him if you can’t think fr fr

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just me writing down a new fantasy

noncon, pseudo-incest, intoxication, mentions of alcohol, bimbo

Cute bimbo that is walking home late from a party.

It’s obvious she’s drunk from the way her body sways and the zigzag way she walks and oh! A gentleman arrives and so kindly says he’ll help her out! How sweet. But what’s this? She’s pretty sure that the way to her house isn’t down this alley… and now she has a cock stuffing her cunny and her is pressed between the mans body and the wall as he humps away at her. After he cums, shooting his load inside of her, he leaves and she continues her trek on shaky legs with cum, both recent and old from the party, dripping down her legs.

Finally she gets home. It’s quiet. Her mother’s car isn’t in the driveway and her step-father is asleep.

Perfect, now she won’t get in trouble. Unfortunately, just as she is about to reach her bedroom door, another door opens and there with an angry face is her step-father. Giggly yet tiredly, she greets him with a sweet “hi, daddy.” Before hiccuping. She turns to go to her room and, closing the door behind her, flops face first onto her bed. But her momentary peace is broken by the slamming of her door.

She turns to look at her step-father and is about to address him when he pins her down and starts fiddling with something. Murmuring that “if you’re going to act like a slut, I’ll treat you like one.” And shoves his length deep inside her, using the disgusting remnants of other men as lube and pistons inside of her with little care of her well-being. In fact, the way she keeps crying out his name between sobs and moans, telling him to stop and that this is wrong is only getting him closer to his climax. When he does cum, he leaves, “thanks for the fun, whore.” And closes the door, leaving a fucked out bimbo with more fluid leaking out of her.

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Inu to Kuzu, Dog and Scum, कुकुर र खाते, 犬と屑, 개와 쓰레기 by Asaga Iori.

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Inu to Kuzu, Dog and Scum, कुकुर र खाते, 犬と屑, 개와 쓰레기 by Asaga Iori.

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Okay here is something gross. Not really dark tho. Also it’s just a small one. Next one will be longer than this.

Masturbation, pseudo-incest, creepy younger stepbrother (he’s 18), really short like really tiny drabble

This was wrong. So very wrong. Henry knew this.

Yet, he couldn’t stop.

Couldn’t stop stroking his hard cock that throbbed with need, couldn’t stop inhaling the crotch of a pink and white stripped panty, his stepsister‘s used underwear. His eyes closed as he basked into the intoxicatingly scent that made him pump his cock faster and faster as he envisioned himself between the older girl’s legs. Of all the things he could be doing with no one home, he was jerking it to degenerate thoughts of his sister. Thoughts of his head sandwiched between those thick pillowy thighs, thoughts of her moans as he lapped at her heat like a starved man, thoughts of— fuck!

With a loud growl that he didn’t bother to suppress, the sound bouncing off the walls of his sister’s bedroom, he came, spurting thick cum on the toilet seat.

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First one yay ig. I’m a newb at writing smut tho but I know that with time I will improve. This piece is surprisingly vanilla considering how much I like dark content. Also idk how to write moans. Like does mmngg work or something? Ahh ahh ahhh? Idfk I’m just sleepy and horny.

Also I wrote this on tumblr so idk the word count and this turned a lot longer than it was supposed to be.

PWP, voyeurism, masturbation, m and f pairing, oral sex (fem receiving), swearing, no edits or grammatical corrections, had to cut myself off because I never planned for this to be as long as it is.

Lottie had a hot neighbour.

A really, really hot neighbour.

One with a chiseled face, tan skin, sea green eyes and golden blond hair tied up into a man bun that went by the name of Jason Lindsey.

Lottie didn’t know the man very well, but what she did know for very certain was that he loved to fuck. A lot.

Almost every other day she would hear it. Screams and groans of pleasure, the cry of his name, mattress springing, and bed frame thumping against the wall where her bed was situated at.

At first she was flustered, how couldn’t she be when she’s hearing her neighbour getting down and dirty? But the more she listened the more her panties dampened, nearly sticking to her wet mound that ached. Back then she took her vibrator—Ricardo she named it—out guiltily. Bringing it to her cloth covered pussy where her throbbing clit was and held it there until she orgasmed. Nowadays she props herself up, using the wall as support and listens intently as she toys with herself.

She knew it was wrong. Morally wrong. Perverted. Indecent. But as a 24 year old virgin who barely leaves her apartment unless she has to run errands that can’t be taken care of online and could barely look people in the eyes, especially highly attractive ones, this was the closest she’ll ever get to having sex. As sad it sounded she had come to terms with that fact.

It was after 12 o’clock when she heard a headboard slamming against the wall, a sound she grew familiar with over the course of eight months. Like a pavlov reaction she instantly began to grow wet.

She reached for the fully charged Ricardo and shifted so that her back was to the wall with her legs spread. She didn’t need to take off much clothes since her attire only consisted of a worn out oversized shirt and plain underwear.

Biting her lip as she listened for them to start, she ran the toy up and down her panty clad cunt, and only turned it on to its lowest setting when the symphony orchestrated by her neighbour and the lucky lady began to go at it. Teasing herself because she knew that it would make her climax all the more satisfying.

She threw her head back, a soft moan escaping her. Imagining how it must feel to have something fill you, to have someone to hold you.

As the noises hastened and grew louder, the setting would rise with it. The barrier blocking her wet heat from the head of the vibrator was long gone and she was feeling the full force of the toy at its highest setting. She felt it, the rapid clenching and unclenching of her walls, the knot in the pit of her stomach, her impending orgasm. From the other side of the wall she could hear it. Hear him as ecstasy took over him and his being, and the sinfully delicious groan was what sent her over the edge.

Her head was thrown back once again. Her eyes closed as the mind numbing pleasure took over her. It was only when she came down from her high did she realize that the other side was quiet and that she, thinking that he wouldn’t hear her over his own sounds, let out a debauched cry.

She stilled. Her breath caught in her throat. When she heard nothing from the other side, she deflated with relief. ‘He probably didn’t hear me,’ she thought as she put Ricardo aside and laid down to catch some sleep.

—

Jason wasn’t a fucking idiot.

For months he’s known that the person residing in the apartment beside his was getting off on the sounds of him having sex. Had the person been a man, Jason would have beaten him up a long time ago, but the person was a pretty thing that he only managed to meet once.

Lottie Paredes. She was cute. Short, light brown skin, brown eyes, dark hair, chubby with thick thighs that were done justice by those little shorts she wore when he caught her entering her apartment with mail in hand as he entered his own.

He remembered flashing her a smile and she ducked her head and skittered into her home like a little mouse escaping from its predator and hiding in the confines of its burrow.

He didn’t know much about her other than the fact that she was a snap away from becoming a full on shut in and that she really needed to get out of her place because for goodness sakes her balcony wasn’t even touched.

‘That’s it, this chick really needs to get laid.’ Removing himself from his chair, he left his apartment, locking the door behind him and knocked on Lottie’s door. Seconds later the door cracked open, most of her body was hidden behind the door.

“Jason?” She said his name with surprise and he shot her a smile.

“Hey Lottie, can I come in? There’s something I’ve been meaning to talk to you about.” Her eyes widened, and he could tell that she knew that he knew of her degenerate acts.

She nodded shyly and slowly opened the door further. “Come in…”

He turned to her just as she finished locking the door. “I’ll get straight to the point. I know that for months you’ve been jerking to me having sex.”

Her face instantly went red and her eyes that became teary avoided his.

“I-I have and I’m so sorry. I know it’s creepy and—”

“Yeah I don’t give a flying fuck about that.” He cut her off. “I have an offer for you.”

“What is it?” She hesitantly asked, still not looking him in the eyes.

“Let’s have sex.”

Her eyes finally locked on his, wide with shock and bewilderment “W-what?!”

“Come on, aren’t you tired of listening and never actually doing it? Don’t you want to know how it really feels? To be the one being fucked instead of pathetically listening?”

“I don’t know…” He held back a sigh.

“Let me know when you want to do it. You know where I’ll be.”

With that he left, knowing that soon she’ll give in. And he was right. She did give in—three days later, knocking gently on his door bashfully and giving her consent.

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They entered her apartment since she felt for comfortable doing it in a space she was familiar with and also because she wasn’t sure how often he washed his sheets.

They were in her bedroom, she straddling his lap as their lips mingled, really getting to know one another. Both his hands on her hips to press her down on his bulge through his jeans and ground her into him. She whimpered into his mouth when her clit covered by her panties made contact with his zipper.

His lips left hers.

“Want to keep going?”

She nodded. “Yes please.”

He chuckled. “So polite.”

Then he laid her down, adjusting her so that she was under him with her knees close to her chest. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you, so just lay back and enjoy,” he murmured.

A squeal left her mouth when she felt his lips touch her inner thigh. His fingers lightly brushed her underwear.

“Is this okay?”

“Y-yeah.” She cleared her throat. “Yeah, it’s okay.”

With her consent he slipped off her panties, revealing the now bare mound. The longer this went the more the butterflies in stomach flapped within her belly. A tinny tiny part of her wanted to back out, but she kept it at bay because when was she ever going to get a chance like this? A hunk of a specimen between her legs and eating her out of all things. Despite her thinking that, she nearly squealed when he spread her folds, exposing her most intimate part, and while it never had been a concern of hers, she hoped that she didn’t look weird down there. Then when she saw a dribble of saliva slip from his mouth and onto her labia she nearly died right then and there.

His fingers spread the fluid around, and then he went right in, his lips enclosed around her throbbing clit and sucked. Her gasp turned into a confused moan. The feeling of his mouth, soft and warm, and his tongue engaging in what could only be summed up as french kissing made her head tip back.

The noises coming from her were loud but in this moment she didn’t care if anyone heard. For now at least. Gripping the sheets of her bed with clenched fists, she began to roll her hips, chasing after the intoxicating pleasure that would course through her, however, she was put to a stop when of his hands went to her pelvis and held her down. With his other hand, he slipped at first one finger into her, and then two, and then eventually three. The fullness and the stimulation on her small nub of nerves was dizzying, addicting, she wanted more. More. More. More.

Finally it hit her, the wave of seemingly endless bliss that emptied her head. It felt amazing and so, so much different to playing with herself. Would she ever be able to go back to plain old masturbation?

“How are you feeling?”

“M’good,” she slurred, still coming down from her high and he laughed. No, good was an understatement, she felt great, amazing even.

“So,” he began, unbuckling his belt, “you still good to continue?”

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I’m not even finished holy—

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This was supposed to be a quick drabble but nooo somehow I managed to turn it into a long ass story

Sneak peak

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Sneak peak

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