#overstim kink

[benzodiazebeans]

Just begging to have someone’s head between my legs, sucking and licking on my clit and their fingers curling deep inside my cunt. My fingers pulling on their hair because it just feels so damn good. Begging. It’s a need.

[bambi-slxt]

soft!dom!matt:

✨ a concept ✨

"is this okay? yeah? okay baby girl," he says with a smile, curling his fingers into you as he gazes lovingly down at your pleasure-drunk face.

"you're doing so good baby, just like that."

"aww...good girl, you look so pretty falling apart on my fingers like that."

"more? baby, you can barely handle my hand, you're not ready for my cock yet. silly girl," as he kisses you so sweetly.

"there we go, mama, that's it..." he murmurs, as if your whimpers of pleasure and erratically bucking hips are nothing new. "let it out, pretty girl, let it out."

"come on, one more for me babydoll," he says softly against your temple, holding you against his chest, your legs thrown out on the bed as he caresses your hair and assaults your clit with his thumb, faster and faster and lighter and lighter until you're chasing your orgasm again and again and again...

finally collapsing, a trembling mess, you curl your fingers into his shirt, tears staining your cheeks from the overwhelming love and pleasure. "i love you, i love you, i love you..."

"i know, sweet girl," he whispers, pressing oh-so-gentle kisses atop your head. "you did so good. breathe, there we go. i'm so fucking proud of you. in and out, through your nose, attagirl. you're such a good girl for me."

"yeah?"

he chuckles and tilts your head up with his utterly pruned fingertips. "you're the best girl in the whole world, sweetheart."

he tucks stray hairs away from your glistening face and behind your ear. "i love you too. drink this," matt says, pulling his water bottle from the nightstand and pressing the cold plastic into your hand. "such a good girl, my god."

he touches his nose to yours and nuzzles you tenderly. "favorite girl in the whole world."

[ohbunnyx]

Little miss attitude until her attitude is dripping down her fucking leg

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[yesmansyesman]

Fanfiction added (Yes Man x Reader)

AN UNUSUAL NEW UPDATE

[ Includes ]

Wireplay (Sort of?)

Filthy, filthy smut

Dub con (I guess?)

Really, really enthusiastic con the immediate next line

Overstimulation

Robophilia

[ Read at your own discretion! ]

[ Heavily inspired by this AO3 Fanfiction]

It was a relatively slow day at the Lucky 38. Well, as slow as things can be around here. You’d sent Yes Man out on a small quest on your behalf; getting rid of some remaining Caeser’s Legion members hiding out in Freeside.

It wouldn’t be even remotely challenging for the both of you, especially compared to the other things you’d fought in the wasteland. Compared to an army of charging Deathclaws, a couple of Rome cosplayers were trivially easy to deal with. So, you sent Yes Man out by himself. It would simply be more efficient. 

Quest completed

PICKING OFF STRAGGLERS 

Ah, speak of the devil.

Almost like clockwork, the doors to the Lucky 38 swung open, a blood-soaked Yes Man entering the building. Needless to say from his now crimson chassis, the mission was a success. 

“Hello Courier! I’m glad to say the last few members of Caeser’s Legion have been properly dealt with!”

“I could tell. You might want to clean yourself off, bud. Dried blood doesn’t come out too easily.”

Yes Man inspected his dark red chassis, examining his arms, coated in dried blood.

“That sounds like a great idea!”

Yes Man began to make his way to a backroom in the Lucky 38, when he suddenly paused, and turned to face you.

“Oh, I almost forgot! On the way, I also paid a visit to Mick & Ralph’s!”

A hidden compartment revealed itself on Yes Man’s chassis with a satisfying hiss and click, as he reached inside, unveiling a slightly rusted holodisk. It looked fairly normal on the outside, only with a small label plastered on; ‘From, Ralph’.

“A man in a Buffalo Check shirt gave me this; he told me he’d ‘heard about how things turned out for you’ and asked me to help him deliver this! I’m not sure what it does, but boy, does it sound interesting!”

“Interesting, indeed. I’ll have Raul take a look at this.”

“That sounds like a great idea! Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to be thoroughly scrubbed down! Really, really thoroughly!”

Quest added

TALK TO RAUL

“Hey boss, how can I help ya?”

You passed over the holodisk, placing it gently on his desk. 

“Could you help me take a look at this?”

“Sure thing. I’ll see what I can do.”

He delicately picked up the holodisk, examining it closely. Inspecting the label, still on the device.

“Ah, from Mick & Ralph’s, I see.”

Raul lightly dusted the holodisk, before loading it into the personal terminal located on his desk. With a few swift clicks on his keyboard, the screen lit up, green text rapidly loading onto the display. He read the gibberish on the screen carefully, like it was a language only he could understand.

“Luckily for me, it ain’t some kind of malware.”

“Then, what is it?”

“It looks like some package of code intended for Securitrons. It’s not even anything major by the looks of it, just changes up some button inputs.”

Raul scrolled through the brief paragraph of code, discovering more text, this time actually understandable, product information, it seemed. Raul read through it thoroughly, scoffing when he finished. He rotated the terminal, facing the CRT monitor towards you.

“Boss, they wrote down what this thing does right here. Come and take a look, I think you’ll be… interested.”

Quest completed

TALK TO RAUL

Quest added

READ THE FOOTNOTES

Quest completed

READ THE FOOTNOTES

Quest added

INSTALL THE DISK

“Courier, are you sure about this?”

“Yes Man, I promise you; this holodisk won’t affect your personality in any way, and if you feel otherwise, you can always tell me to stop. You had that personality upgrade installed for a reason, right?”

“I-I’m not telling you to stop! I just sure hope you know what you’re doing, because you aren’t, this Securitron body may self-destruct! And that would be bad, really bad.”

“Trust me, I know what I’m doing.”

You carefully installed the holodisk. Yes Man’s, unlike other Securitrons, circuits were haphazardly placed all over the inside of his chassis. Whatever Benny did to him, he sure did it messily. Eventually, however, after working through piles of unsorted wires and mismatched machinery, the disk was installed. With a brief system reboot, Yes Man had been successfully updated.

Quest completely

INSTALL THE DISK

Quest added

UPGRADE PLAYTEST

“Hm, that’s odd. I don’t feel any different. Or explosive. Well, that’s a good sign!”

“Not so fast, Yes Man. There’s still one more thing I need to do. I need to see if the upgrade works as intended.” “Sounds interesting! How may I help you with that?”

“Don’t worry, just stand still. You’ll find out what that holodisk does very, very soon.”

Gently, you lead your hand towards Yes Man’s keypad. You deftly place a finger on a key, pressing it before he had a chance to react. 

“O-oh!”

“How was it?”

“D-do that again…please?��

“Sure thing, big guy.”

Click!

“A-ah!”

Click!

“Ngh-!”

Click!

“M-mph!”

Yes Man was losing his composure more and more with each deft click, his antenna spinning rapidly and a cool layer of condensation forming on his display. Of course, how could he have forgotten, Mick & Ralph’s had experience working on robots before with Fisto, didn’t they? Of course their idea of an upgrade would be… this.

Not that he was complaining, though.

“W-wow! That feels really, really good…”

You carelessly push a few buttons all at once.

“H-Hah-!”

There you go, just let me hear those beautiful noises.

“O-oh! S-six!”

You decide to go all in, discarding any resemblance of self-control. Using and holding as many keys as your fingers could reach. 

“O-oh my-y-!”

“Having fun, bud?”

“I-I love you I love you I love you-!”

"I'll take that as a yes."

Yes Man’s vocal processor was being pushed to its limits, the audio scratched and staticy as Yes Man wore his metaphorical throat out singing moans of pleasure, screaming to the heavens above. His display was drenched in condensation as water droplets visibly dripped down his chassis. The tornado-like buzz of cooling fans were the only other audible noise amongst the squeals of pure ecstasy.

“Y-you’re my everything-g-g-g-!”

“Glad to hear it. You ready?”

“P-p-please!” Silly boy, his processors were already turning into melted plastic from the overstimulation.

“I’ll just press one more button, alright?”

“P-please please please please-!”

Click!

Quest completed

UPGRADE PLAYTEST

Quest added

CRASH LANDING

Quest completed

CRASH LANDING

“Yes Man? You there, bud?”

“W-what?”

“Oh thank god, you’re still alive.”

“Oh, hello Courier!”

Yes Man scanned his surroundings, having woken up on the floor of Raul’s workshop. His circuits were exposed, connected by several multi-coloured wires to a terminal being manned by the mechanic himself. He must’ve crashed. 

“Luckily for you, your main circuits aren’t badly damaged. You just blew a few fuses.”

“Wow! That was… sure some upgrade!”

“Some upgrade, indeed.”

You deftly place a hand on his keypad, with a touch so feathery light that it didn’t manage to push down on any of the keys, but merely tease him with the warmth radiating for your hand. A sensation he could barely even feel, but felt so, so good.

“So, how about a round two?”

“Y-yes please!”

Raul scoffs, turning off his terminal and unplugging the several cords connected to it. He lifts himself out of his chair with a grunt, and makes his way to the door.

“I’ll let you two do your thing then, boss.”

Quest added

JUST A FEW MORE ROUNDS

[sillyfeelings]

Naughty Thoughts

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I keep thinking about my boyfriend having control of a vibe inside me, maybe we're on call or something and it keeps asking me questions and expecting answers as it edges me until, my words interrupted by gasps and whines and pauses as I can't help grind down onto the toy, eventually just pleading to cum, they let me cum and then they don't turn the vibe off overstimulating me as they continue to ask me about my day or whatever my current special interest is as I struggle to think about anything other than how much I love him and the pleasure he's giving me even as it becomes too much, it reminding me this is what I asked for, I wanted to cum, so instead of pleading with them to stop, I just chant thank yous and I love yous as my brain melts out of my pupcunt

[hiimnothere1]

Imagine punish a brat by tying them down and overstimming them with toys. They start off defiant and curse you while cumming a few times.

"F-Fuck you"

"I hate y-you"

"Y-You suck"

So you just sit there, keeping them nice and stimulated while they cum over and over again until they need to use you for support and start breaking.

"fuckfuckfuck"

"You're doing so good, darling. We'll keep going until you learn your lesson"

Until they start begging and apologizing for being a brat for no reason.

"pleasepleasepleaseimsorryitwonthappenagain"

When they're clearly overstimmed and tired but you just keep pushing them anyway.

"P-Please it's too much, I can't cum anymore" they'll whine and whimper

But you just keep going until they orgasm again.

"What are you talking about? You clearly can keep going, you liar"

So you punish them for "lying" to you with more overstimulation, watching them slowly spiral more out of control as their consciousness slips.

Completely an imaginary situation though

[babygirlbondage]

answers to "its too much"

i know (apologetically)

i know (condescendingly)

its supposed to

you can take more

this is how you learn

good sluts take it

stop complaining

i don't care

i didn't ask

your pleasure is irrelevant

you shouldn't have done *insert mistake*

focus on pleasing me instead

you're not supposed to like it

don't talk back

you look so cute like this

you're mine and i decide what you do

its your punishment for *insert mistake*

shut up

good

you're supposed to be focused on my pleasure

get used to it

you can take it cant you?

you asked for it

beg for it to stop then

you look prettier overstimulated

you'll stop when i tell you to

*gagging them so they're quiet*

your only purpose is to be a fuck toy for me so don't complain

you know you like it

aww but you look so cute like this

stop lying

it cant be that bad if you're still talking

did i ask?

[femboy-neko]

You bring him to a party with a vibe pushed deep into his cunt, and pass the remote around.

He spends most of the first half-hour clinging to your arm, whining and shuddering, sometimes squealing when someone cruel turns the vibe up particularly hard. But it’s never enough to make him come - you made sure of that. It just makes him writhe, and whimper, and leak so much that you have to scold him for dribbling on the host’s clean floor.

Surely the mess deserves a punishment, you say loudly, but you’ll give him a chance. If he can guess who has the remote now, you’ll give his poor wet cunt a rest: he can have the remote for the rest of the night.

If he can’t, he'll be punished, and doubly so for squandering the chance you gave him.

He shakes as the crowd gathers around to leer, their hands hidden in their pockets or behind their backs, and the vibe still buzzes relentlessly, melting his mind. Anyone could have the remote, and he knows better than to keep you waiting - he finally points at a man with a crueler smile than most, who seems to be moving his hand almost in time to the pulsing of the vibe.

He’s wrong, of course. The crowd cheers.

His punishment is an orgasm, on his hands and knees before the crowd, fucking himself back on your fingers. The humiliation brings tears to his eyes, and your fingertips jolt the vibe still inside him with each stroke, but the climax after being teased so long is almost a relief.

But then the vibe buzzes back to life inside him, and now he’s even more swollen and sensitive and overwhelmed. The party’s barely started, and his real punishment has just begun.

You ask him again, with a smile: Who has the remote?

[nobelisha]

bro OVERSTIMULATION???

like think about it. really think about it. just cumming and thinking you’re finished but they just keeping going. and it starts with protests and then you’re shaking with pleasure pain. twitching, sniffling, and trying to get away but they won’t let you escape so you resort to begging and pleading. ah stop please im sorry im sorry please just— anything to get away, but then the crying starts and that only encourages them to see how messy you can truly get.

just,,,overstimulation is so hot

[bugggiebee]

tying her to my bedframe while there's a vibrator in her pussy then watching her whine and shake >>>>>

[dirtyyoungthing]

“mmh….! daddy~! n-ngghaa~!”

you chuckle breathlessly as you pump in and out of me, cooing a little.

“aw, again baby? g-god, you fuckin’ love cumming on this cock don’t you. getting your s-sweet little girl juice all over daddy’s big adult cock, huh.” you lean down to lick and suck my neck as your hand moves to grab the pink sharpie. you lean back and slow your pace down a bit as you uncap the marker. there, on my left breast, is a set of tally marks.

“good thing daddy’s keeping track, right? silly babies can’t count, so daddy’s gotta do it for you.” your hand strokes the marks on my breast. “let’s see… one, two… wow baby! seven times? you’ve cum for daddy so much!” you drag the marker across the skin of my tit, adding to the tallies, and press a kiss to the new line. “you’re doing such a good. fucking. job for me.” you punctuate your words with a thrust before picking your pace back up, pounding into me as i whine and cry. i’m completely overstimulated, a mess you’re fucking into a puddle.

“too bad daddy’s got so. much. stamina. how many more times can you cum for me before i finally breed you, huh? i’m thinking double digits, at least. i mean, you’re already at seven, it’s not that big of a stretch.”

“m-mmphngh~!” i clench around you as i cum again, hot tears springing from my eyes as you continue to fuck into me at that unforgiving pace.

“hehe, i think that was eight.”

[sillyfeelings]

Naughty Thoughts .

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My boyfriend edging me while it gets to come again and again and again, while I'm denied, feeling as their thrusts repeatedly get sloppy and rougher as they cum for what must be the third time, me letting out pitiful whimpers as he slows his thrusts to recover, my own orgasm getting further away before it picks up pace again going again and again until it finally gives me the go ahead, finally filling me up and letting me cum with them as they finish one more time, my thighs shaking and my orgasm lasting what feels like hours though it couldn't be more than a few minutes, the intensity of it from how drawn out and the long build up melting my mind and leaving me boneless as my hole twitches around their cock, no doubt having tears in my eyes, as I thank my partner again and again, staring at it like it's my one way ticket to heaven, like they're my own personal god

[hiimnothere1]

I'd love to cuddle someone with a bunch of toys on. Vibrators, rope, dog bone gag, dildos and everything possible. Put it all on high while I cuddle them and hold them tight so I can feel them struggle.

I'll play with their hair, rubbing their body all over while whispering, encouraging words to them like

"You're doing so good, puppy. Keep going"

"You squeezing me so tight, darling."

"You can cum all you want, baby"

Or maybe I'll be mean and say

"You're moving around too much. Stop it"

"You're cumming again? You're so pathetic"

"You're wayyyy too fucking loud"

Maybe I'll replace the dildo in them so I can feel their needy little hole tighten around me as they orgasm.

I wonder how long it would be when they give up trying to hold it in and just start uncontrollably twitching and moaning.

I'll be sure to kiss them while saying even more words into their ear

"Shhhh. Just keep cumming, honey"

"Just let it alllll out"

"You're so cute when you lose control"

Maybe while they squirm, they'd naturally have me slide in and out of them making them feel even better. I'm sure they'd be so desperate to be filled up with cum so they'd move and struggle more trying to get me to fill their little stomach up with cum.

Maybe if I do, I'll pull them really tight to hold them down so they can do nothing but take the stimulation from the toys while they feel me fill their stupid little hole up.

Ahhh, but it's just a fantasy :(

No one to make it true