#somnophillia

[deunmiu-dessie]

a paralysis demon plays with you at night, this time you're finally awake to see it.

you're not sure how it started. just that one day it did.

you'd wake up with sticky inner thighs and ruined sheets; the familiar pulsing of your clit, begging for attention almost overwhelming, and your muscles ached as if you had run a marathon the day before. tentatively you'd dip your hand into your panties, nimble fingers finding the hood of your engorged clit, eyebrows pulling together at the almost painful feeling it brought; then they'd drift lower, immediately sinking into creamy, wetness that pooled from your entrance and smeared your labia.

this perverse ritual had become your waking nightmare, weeks upon weeks of waking up to ruined panties and an insatiable hunger that couldn't be sated alone. frustration and tears intertwine, as your lithe fingers desperately caress and coax your clit but to no avail. it'd leave you cranky most days and unapproachable the rest.

what the hell was happening? at first, you believed it to be mere wet dreams, lost in the recesses of your mind. but the inability to find release, even with your touch or the mechanical hum of a vibrator, defied all reason. your sanity teetered on the edge, the constant ache and unrelenting wetness between your thighs, the demands of university, and the grueling hours at the fast-paced coffee shop on campus only exacerbate your torment.

breathe; you had told yourself. you just needed a day to sleep, in order to get back into the groove of your usual hectic life. and so, you make the decision to abandon your responsibilities, forsaking work and classes, seeking solace within the confines of your bed.

but that day you saw it.

as the night grew later, you found yourself slipping in and out of consciousness, struggling to keep your eyes open, you clung to the last shreds of wakefulness, determined to finish the movie that had lured you in with its promises of thrills and chills. the laptop, perched on your chest, emitted a faint glow, casting eerie shadows across the room. but despite your best efforts, the battle was futile. with a heavy sigh, you surrendered, closing the laptop and setting it aside.

that should've been it, you should have gone to sleep and woken up the next morning bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, no longer raging and horny, stressed and tired— just your normal self. yet, as if possessed by an unseen force, your eyes snap open, jolting your mind from the peaceful slumber you had so eagerly embraced, but not your body.

the room was cloaked in darkness, save for the feeble glow of a night light by the door. the time couldn't have been later than two in the morning, leaving you with ample hours until you needed to start getting ready for the day…so why were you up?

grunting you attempt to reach across to your desk and grab your water bottle, your throat suddenly dry and scratchy. but you couldn't move. in fact, your whole body felt numb, as if you'd been submerged in an ice-cold lake. you could feel the hair on your arms standing on end, your heart thumping painfully in your ribcage, desperate to escape from your chest and out the window just above your bed. frantic, your eyes darted around your room, flitting over the darkened corners and further on before subconsciously gazing upwards. it gazed back at you.

it was inky black, as if a void had materialized on your ceiling. barren of any discernible features, a foreboding presence emanated from it, sending chills down your spine. its limbs, neck, and torso twisted unnaturally, giving it a grotesque and elongated appearance. tears welled up in your eyes upon witnessing it, and you attempted to scream, only to find your mouth was sealed as if stitched with needle and thread.

the creature descended from above with erratic movements, settling above your figure and menacingly bringing its face closer to yours. this couldn't be happening, it must be a dream and in a desperate attempt to escape, you tightly shut your eyes and began counting backward from ten, gasping for air with each haggard breath.

however, a phantom graze on your thigh startles your eyes open. the creature was still there, its taloned, inky black hand slowly trailing along your clammy skin. even without a face, you could feel its gaze upon you, sinister and scheming. swallowing thickly, goosebumps follow in the wake of its touch, like tiny flames igniting your skin.

and almost as if accustomed to its advances, your body ignites with a dizzying heat, pussy weeping and your clit throbbing eagerly, readily despite your heart skipping and restarting all in one second with fear. its touch is tantalizing and deliberate, momentarily vanishing underneath your oversized night-shirt before returning to the heat of your thighs, talons pricking your flesh.

the creature's game finally comes to an end as it finds your fattened clit, which eagerly presses against the fabric of your panties, craving any form of touch. its assault is steady but firm and the touch immediately sets you off. your body, needy from weeks of being unable to orgasm, finally reaches its limit. you can feel the knot tightening in your tummy, a sharp, zinging pain in your lower abdomen, and the tensing of your thighs.

however, just as you approach your climax, the creature abruptly stops, shifting its touch to your slick inner thighs, face pressing closer to yours, leering and mocking. without the constant stimulation, your orgasm subsides, leaving you with a throbbing ache in your hips, cunt drooling with your arousal profusely.

your eyebrows cinch together, tears staining your cheeks before you're hit with a realization. the constant feeling of never being satisfied and not being able to cum, was because of this…creature.

its pitch-black visage suddenly splits into a sinister grin, revealing rows of serrated teeth gleaming with viscid, thick saliva. its voice is otherwordly deep, it's guttural, and raspy; fingers returning deftly to your clit to rub circles. "do you remember now?"

[konigsblog]

i'm so tired wtf (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

thots™️ about best friend-könig taking what he wants so badly...

cw: somnophillia, non-con.

thinking about perverted könig who relaxes his beloved best friend, watching you begin to doze off in his arms as you relax further into his burly chest, sprawled out across his big lap whilst he runs his blunt fingernails up and down your bare, soft thighs soothingly. your snores quickly become audible, yet silent and interrupted by the sounds of your breathless, choked moans and whimpers, nuzzling against his chest whilst he slides his calloused fingers into your cotton panties.

watching the fabric dampen, become wetter the more he pumps his digits into your slicken hole. your sleeping body shakes and twitches in his strong arms, eyes closed tightly and your lips parted as whines and mewls flow from your soft lips. könig adores the sight of you like this; wet and sticky, coating his fingers in your sweet juices, your thighs trembling.

you poor thing, you're mortified when you wake up to your best friend acting on his depraved fantasies, eyes wide and glistening, flickering between his silver eyes and his wide fingers stuffed deep into your swollen folds. a cruel smile curls the sides of his mouth as he rubs your clit, watching you grind down against him desperately, yet utterly humiliated as you weren't expecting to be awoken to something so vulgar and perverse...

your attempts at protesting and pushing his large hands away are fruitless - he takes what he wants, and that's to feel the inside of your gummy cunt, to feel what he'll be fucking soon. your poor face, looking bashful and ashamed as you come down from your sudden and unexpected orgasm, slick and transparent droplets of your arousal running down his hands, your hips bucking and jerking as he pulls them away, light-headed and confused, unable to string a coherent sentence together as he cooes at you teasingly.

your body longs for his sickening touch, whilst you lower your head in shame as you gaze down at the sight of yourself; swollen cunny, wet and warm, covered in sticky fluids that only leave you disgusted with yourself.

[sweetbunniboy]

i need to be trained into being an obedient little bunniii~~

[cwunny]

at a sleepover at my friends house tn!! wna wake up to one of the boys jerking off over my face w my shirt pulled over my titties and my pj shorts half down my legs :))

[lewdlodge]

Lately I’ve been thinking about having a phrogger in your house. Originally they meant to stay for just a day or two, but as they watched you glide throughout your house completely carefree in nothing but panties, more sinister thoughts came to their mind:

Normally you stay up late playing video games, and watching your favorite shows. Indulging in a couple beers throughout the night. Oddly, the past few nights you’ve been getting extremely sleepy after just one. At first you think it is just the all nighters finally catching up. But, on the third night, you wake up with your panties gone and a wet spot on the bed.

It’s impossible to explain it though, you just shove it to the back of your mind, and wash the now dirty sheets. The next night arrives and you try your damndest to stay awake. You manage to obtain an extra 30 minutes before you’re completely knocked out. However, this night is different, you slightly wake up a bit in the middle of the night.

The shaking of the bed causes you to try to open your eyes, but they feel too heavy. You manage to get them open just enough to see a shadowy figure hovering over you, but then you fall back asleep. The next morning your head is pounding, and you can’t remember if what you saw was a dream or real. You decide it’s best to shrug it off as another one of the dark fantasies you dream about occasionally.

During the day that dream doesn’t leave your mind. Keeping you in a constant emotional state of fear and neediness. Right before dinner you hear a bang in the ceiling, so loud you thought a tree landed on the house. Getting nervous, you call your guy best friend over, hoping he’ll help you feel safe.

The next night comes around and as usual you’re knocked out early. When you wake up your body is ravaged. Your shirt is ripped open, legs spread, and cum leaking out of you. Naturally, you freak out. “How the hell did I not wake up?”. You look at your “best friend”, blaming him for taking advantage of you in your sleep. The police get involved, arresting him, and allowing you to spend a few nights at the station to feel safe. When you recover from the experience you find yourself back at the house.

It’s terrifying, but you have nowhere else to go. Because of all that’s happened you find yourself drinking more, intoxicated and unable to even stand without a prop. A couple hours pass and you slowly wake up to the sounds of moans in the background. You attempt to reach for the tv remote, assuming it’s just some movie. But, your arm is clung tightly to your back. Your heart begins to pound and suddenly your hangover is cured. Your eyes open and immediately drift to the living room TV in front of you.

You watch intently for a moment, terrified of the realization. “That’s me?” You begin frantically attempting to break out of the restraints you’re placed in. Then you freeze. A creak in the floorboard occurred behind you. “Oh, is my doll finally awake?”

He slowly walks towards you, and you can’t help but jump as each loud footstep slams against the floor. Your mind blanks, and before you know it he has your face firmly in his hand. “Hi beautiful, do you like our movie?” He delivers a kiss to your forehead, and places himself directly behind you, his hands slowly exploring your body.

“I’ve so been looking forward to this, I knew you loved me when you intoxicated yourself last-night. I knew you needed me.” His fingers start to softly rub your clit, and you burst into tears. “P-please. Don’t hurt me.”

He lets out a gasp, “I would never hurt you. I only want to give you pleasure. Look at the movie. See how good you feel.” Suddenly a loud moan of yours comes from the TV. One you never remember screaming. “J-just. Please don’t do this.”, you murmur.

His fingers hasten on your parts. “You’re just being dumb. Here. Let me show you daddy’s love.” His firm dirty hand grips your face, forcing you to watch the TV in front. His other hand never stops rubbing you relentlessly. Unfortunately, it feels good. “Watch”, he commands. Your body is shaking, not feeling strong enough to disobey. “Yes, I’ll watch.”

Previously your eyes would not dare watch the TV. You only listened to the sounds. But, now that there is no choice you begin to question yourself. In the movie you’re doing as your told. Opening your legs and mouth when commanded. Moving your hips into his thrusts. You love it. The tape skips forward a bit, cutting to the night your best-friend took advantage of you. It all clicks in your mind.

You watch intently as this strange man fucks you violently right beside your best friend. He gropes your chest and kisses your lips mere feet away from the person you blamed it all on. The movie ends right as he shoves himself deep inside you, filling you with his cum. You just watched yourself get breed by an unknown man, yet, your parts are even more soaked. His fingers are starting to build you up, and you can’t help yourself. “P-please, can I cum?” He lets out a laugh, kissing and then biting your neck. “Cum, doll.”.

As you let go you feel yourself becoming brainwashed. It feels so good, but his fingers still never stop. You need more and right now he can give it. “What are you princess?”, he whispers. Without hesitation you reply in a monotone voice, “I’m your cum doll daddy. Please, please fill me up.”

He forces you facedown into the floor and fucks your holes until dawn. This time not even giving you the decency of cleaning up. He simply leaves you on the floor covered in filth. This time there is no doubt it’s real. But, how can you be sure? What’s one more night, just to be positive. It may have all been a dream.

[dumbbrainempty]

I have this fantasy…..

A man breaks into my house, he’s trying to steal, but he’s caught me vulnerable. I’m naked, save for my panties, sleeping sweetly. All thoughts of taking my things fly out the window as he intens to steal something more valuable.

My virginity.

Of course, I’m so sleepy and tired, I don’t realise he’s pulled my panties off. Dragging a thick finger through my already soppy folds, pressing down on my sensitive clit making me whimper. But he’s not here to play.

He thrusts his fat cock in my poor pussy. Too fast and too big, I wake up and whine. It takes me a moment to realise what’s happening. He shoves my head into the pillow to muffle my screams as he pistons into me. Groping my tits and pinching my nipples.

‘This wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t been a slut. You’re just begging to be r@ped when you sleep like that’~

And of course I give in, creaming and squirting on his cock before he grips my hips and bottoms out, filling me to the brim with his cum. I’m left a disgusting sticky mess, ‘maybe he’s done’.

No. Not even nearly.

[and-i-love]

It’s soooo hot here 😫 Gonna probably sleep without anything on at all 😳 I hope no one takes advantage of me while I’m asleep and unconscious and naked 🫢 Sure you’d have easy access to breed me and use me however you want 👀 but you won’t do that, right?? 🫣

[konigsblog]

Could we please have more big dicked Soap thots, mother?

absolutely, you can. ;3

cw: somnophillia

big dicked-soap is a pervert, he truly is. because he can't fit inside your sweet, delicious cunt, he resorts to pornography, sex toys and using your panties as a form of stimulation to get off. you've noticed something about the pornography he watches; the women share some similarities with you, such as your body type and your facial features.

big dicked-soap will use his fleshlight whilst watching porn, pretending it's your cunt wrapped around his ridiculously large cock, while he moans and chants your name pathetically.

you'd be lying if you said you didn't notice your panties going missing, how you'd wake up, bare from the waist below, with the bathroom door shut and his moans getting louder. he feels guilty, ashamed for using your panties, but he can't help but get off... :((

other times, he's less ashamed; standing above your sleeping figure, watching your face contort subconsciously through your beauty sleep, jerking off over your face, onto to pry your jaw open gently, spurting his thick load onto your tongue, with your panties soaked in his large hand.

johnny is glad you allow him to use your body whilst you sleep, because there's been countless times he's woken up, your body pressed against his causing a throbbing, sore erection. he'll hump your thighs, or your sweet, slicken pussy, rolling and rocking his hips against yours while he furrows his eyebrows together through sexual frustration, being unable to feel your tight walls clamp around his lengthy dick. johnny begins toying with your nipples as he grinds against you, your body twitching and squirming due to his tip rubbing against your sensitive, little clit.

[sweetbunniboy]

unable to sleepppp 😣👉🏻👈🏻 (((this is me asking you to fuck me till i pass out)))

[build-a-doll]

i dont know whats better, being held down by the hips whilst being ruthlessly pound and bred or being held up by the hips whilst your legs shake and cum drips down them.

[pretty-puppy-princess]

Just unlocked my front door, put on my tiniest thong and took a sleeping pill in preparation of my boyfriend comin over at the crack of dawn ;3

damn, I sure hope no one else comes in and takes advantage of me in my vulnerable state,,,

(not a photo from today, but a picture my bf took one time, just before he r@ped me ♡♡)

[luvleymutt]

Hello~ >\\\<

PLEASE READ THIS POST BEFORE MOVING ON !!

Intro:

~Hi cuties Im an 18 year old switch and virgin. Im nonbinary going by he/they im also pansexual and polyamorous. Im also 5,4 and pretty chubby.

Status: My dms are always open unless said otherwise you are also free to send any anons you want

Tag: #drippypupbarks is still my tag

General warnings:

❗°MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED°❗

❗There will be hard kinks and no tw if you are uncomfortable block or unfollow❗

❗MINORS, RACISTS, TERFS, PEDOPHILES, ZIONIST, CHASERS, AND HOMOPHOBES WILL BE BLOCKED INSTANTLY❗

You are not welcome.

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°Names I like:

Puppy|Pet|Mutt|Doll|Pup|Sweetheart|Cumdump

(you can pretty much call me anything both degrading and not i LOVE to be called pretty boy though i will always fold. anything else ending with “boy” goes as well

°Dom names i like: Mister, Master, and sir

°Kinks:

•Anal

•breeding

•Breath play

•bdsm

•corruption

•Cockwarming

•CnC/r@pe(Soft and hard)

•Degradation

•Dumbification

•Exhibitionism

•Edging

•Free use

•Intox (mainly weed)

•Monster fucking

•Masochism

•Overstimulation

•objectification

•Orgasm Denial

•Oral fixation

•Petplay (puppy play)

•Praise

•Sensory Deprivation

•Somnophilia

•sex in public (only in theory never tried b4)

•Temperature play (pup has a habit of putting ice inside their boyholes)

NOT INTO/LIMITS:

*Ageplay

*Feet

*Gore

*Vomit

*Vore

*Drinking any bodily fluids (besides cum)

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