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gamer daddy (g!p nat)

this is short but sweet or should i say spicy, anyway idk if i like this but i like the idea soooo here

warning; smut, daddy!Nat, g!p nat, pet names (bunny), idk honesty know what else

you go thought to Natasha's gaming room while she is streaming and things get a bit spicyyy

Your daddy Natasha does gaming streams every three days, its Wednesday and she was streaming in her gaming room, you woke you missing your daddy and tiredly walk through to her gaming room and straddle her lap, hiding your head it her neck

‘’ hey bunny what’s up?’’ she ask, you don’t voice any reply other than rubbing your clit on her cock ‘’ohh’’ she chuckles

‘’I am wearing my pretty princess pyjama's’’ you say as Natasha holds your hips still

‘’you are, did daddy put them on for you last night?’’ you were wearing pink panties and a pink silky vest top with lace at the top- everything was pink because Natasha loves seeing her little bunny in pink.

‘’mhm daddy gave me pretty clothes’’

she starts to guide your hips so that your clit is rubbing against her 10-inch-long cock ‘’daddy's little bunny, your all daddy's’’ she whispers ‘’your good little mouth, your perfect tits, your tight pretty little hole is all daddy's no one is allowed to touch them but daddy’’

‘’all daddy's’’ you repeat some of her earlier words as she pulls your little panties down and then her sweatpants and boxers ‘’going to ride daddy's cock like a good little bunny, huh?’’ she smirks as she pull's you down on her full length, kissing the top of your head giving you a minute to adjust before she starts to guide your hips

‘’mhmmm’’ you moan loving the feeling of her being inside you, you start to move your hips by yourself wanting more. She brings your lips up into a passionate soft but still somehow rough kisses as she stops guiding your hips, the kiss is broken by your almost porno type moan, Nat starts to pull your top up so that you are now completely naked watching as your tits bounced Infront of her face, she attached her mouth to one of your nipples ''ahh daddy it feels so g-good''

''daddy's little girl'' she says somewhat possessively, she starts to thrust up to meet yours only adding to the pleasure you feel ''fuck you're so tight for daddy''

''ughh daddyyyy'' you moan as she hits that one spot inside you that drives you crazy.

''such a good bunny'' she groans giving a deep thrust after each word fucking you harder as she chases her high ''you going to cum bunny, gonna cum?'' she asks, all you can do is nod in reply to much pleasure running through your body for you to be able to speak ''wait for daddy then, okay?'' you knew she wasn't really asking you; she was telling you. It was getting harder to hold by the second, because each thrust, she met with yours got deeper and harder the feeling in your stomach almost becoming unbearable and it was just when you were about fall undone that you felt her warm cum start to fill you up.

'' cum for daddy bunny, cum with me'' and so you did, and you squirted everywhere, it was only once you and Nat where both down for your highs that you realised what you have done, you hide your face in her chest making her laugh.

''what's wrong bunny?'' she asked finding the way you were acting adorable.

''I... everywhere...'' she only laughs at your embarrassment

''oh, bunny daddy loved that you did that you made daddy so so proud squirting everywhere like a good little bunny''

''can I stay here and warm you?'' you asked

''such a good bunny for her daddy'' she smiles

she then realises she had streamed the whole thing not that she was going to tell you that tho.

When I'm home you're relieved out of your house duties. Be naked in front of my eyes 24/7. Start the day with giving me head and help me get bath stroke my cock help me jerk off. Order pizza for us and let me fuck you while you're eating. Sit on my lap and slide up and down while chewing every bite of it. Lay with me naked or watch movie with me naked on the couch. I want my cock inside you while you watch tv I'm gonna breed you over and over emptying my balls again again whenever i feel like they're full and. You'll be an absolute fleshlight for entire day you don't get to utter a word but moans. I only want to hear your pretty loud moans when I'm railing you. I want your tiddies bouncing and slapping over my chest. Slap them for me bite them for me cause my hands are pretty busy grabbing your hips guiding them up and down on my cock. The night is not change even. Gonna tie your hands to the headboard and tease you edge you for hours gonna make you beg for your release and for my cock inside you. You'll absolutely have to be vocal about it show my move your hips cry, scream tell me you want my cock. If I'm pleased then you're going to have it. Just gonna breed you then again and again till the morning your pussy full of my cum dripping out the whole nignt. Aim is not to make you walk straight.

NSFW asks! go for it.

“Take them off.” he said into your ear, his voice a heavy growl full of authority.  Wordlessly you obeyed, slipping your panties down hips and letting them drop to your ankles. “Good girl…” he rumbled.  Already his hands were exploring your bare thighs, pushing your short black dress up so that you bared all for him.  You didn’t even know his name but really you didn’t care.  All that was important now were those strong hands grasping at your ass, sliding up your thighs, claiming your body as his own.  You were already whimpering when he pushed his first finger passed your quivering outer lips and soon you were writhing around that digit while he finger fucked you.  No, while he prepared you.  Even in your lusty haze you could hear the sound of his zipper as it was worked down and his pants opening.  Soon he gave his next command. “Bend over.” You wouldn’t disobey him even if you wanted to.  Even if your submission meant the sacrifice of everything you held dear.  You didn’t just want this now.  You needed it.  As soon as you felt his bulbous mushroom head begin to line against your pussy you bit down hard on your bottom lip.  Your night was just starting…

Lending a Hand, Part 1 [MF] [Long]

Long-time reader, first-time poster. Hoping to make this a regular thing so long as people enjoy! Standard “good stuff starts here: _______” disclaimer applies.

(Upfront admission: this happened long enough ago that some aspects—a.k.a. dialogue—have gotten a little fuzzy. As such, I’ve taken a few liberties to make things read a bit more naturally. But rest assured, the recollections themselves are all true.)

I was in my senior year of university, and my course load was light. Being the go-getter that I am, I decided to get a job—specifically, one that would look good on my CV. After turning over a few rocks and talking to a few friends, I wound up getting a gig with the students’ union. Good work, cool people, and decent pay. What more could a 22-year-old want?

At first, I was sweet on one of the execs—a tall drink of “please sit on my face” named Tessa. Beyond being cute and easy to talk to, she was also the one I worked with the most. But after a couple of weeks, I found myself getting on really well with one of the other VP’s: a curvy redhead named Janice who was as bubbly as she was cool. Played in a band, told funny jokes, and rocked a delightfully tight and faded Velvet Underground t-shirt like it was going out of style.

Since I’d started at the end of May, most of the summer was spent planning the frosh week festivities: booking talent, organizing sponsors, signing up volunteers… that sorta thing. And all throughout, I continued doing my gosh darn best to endear myself to Tessa and Janice. I mean, why not, right? Worst case, I get two stellar references; best case… well, the jury was still out on that one.

September finally rolled around and frosh week went off without a hitch. By the time we got to the final day, everybody involved was buzzing from the combination of success, booze and drugs that had permeated the festivities. A B-level performer (reasonably popular amongst college students at the time) was our Friday night headliner, and man, I’ll tell ya: while some celebrities might be oversized knobheads, he was not. Genuinely great guy who was as nice off the stage as he was talented on it. I can say this with certainty because, after his performance was done and he and his band had helped us tear the stage down, he invited me, Tessa, Janice, and the rest of the team out to one of the bars to celebrate with him and the band. Awesome!

Fast-forward a couple of hours and there we are, drinking and chilling with some seriously cool dudes. Everybody’s having a great time. Out of nowhere, Tessa comes up and wraps her arms around me.

“Thank you so much,” she said. “I hope you know there’s no way we could’ve pulled this off without you.”

“Awww,” I said, returning her hug with one of my own. “It was an absolute pleasure. Working with you guys has been amazingly fun.”

You know how sometimes, even if you weren’t intending for anything to happen, things do? And oftentimes it’s the littlest thing that ends up being the difference between a best-night-ever kinda night an otherwise forgettable one? Tessa’s perfume was that thing. One moment we were hugging as friends. Then I breathed in. Instant erection. Now, I know it’s cliched to say on /r/gonewildstories at this point, but I am bigger than your average bear. By a fair bit, actually. And it didn’t take long for Tessa to figure that out, because by the time I was red in the face and stammering out an apology, she was waving it off as though it wasn’t a thing. We laughed, got another drink, and tried making small talk before deciding to head back to our table where everyone else was. Except right as we were about to turn the corner into the room they were in, Tessa grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the bathroom.

She was on a mission. By the time I had both of my feet inside the single-occupant room, she’d already locked the door, set both of our drinks down on the sink, and started undoing my pants.

“Holy shit,” I said, doing my best to sum up the situation.

“This is what being a good guy gets you,” she said as she sunk to her knees and traced by cock from root to tip with her tongue. Then she smiled at me—just long enough for her eyes to tell me that this was going to be one to remember—and took as much of me into her mouth as she could.

My head fell back and my fingers tangled themselves in her hair, and it took everything I had in me not to cum right then and there. She was that good. Up and down, swirling around the top, playing with my balls: she knew exactly what she was doing and when to do it.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” I groaned. She responded with a moan of her own.

I looked down to see the lower half of her face covered in saliva and pre-cum, her left hand cradling my balls, and her right hand tucked into the crotch of her jeans.

Game on.

I hauled her up off the floor and planted my lips on hers. Our first kiss was as sloppy as the blowjob had been, but easily twice as passionate. Our tongues slithered around one another and tied themselves into knots, and while they did, our hands did everything they could to keep me hard and her wet. After 20 or 30 seconds of the most intense kissing I’d experienced at that point in my life, she pulled back, looked me square in the eye and said, “Fuck me.”

The sink had just enough counter space for me to hoist her up and seat her on it. And as luck would have it, it was the absolute perfect height for fucking. So perfect that I didn’t even have to bend my knees as I eased myself into her for the first time.

“Oh fuck,” she said, grasping my head and pulling me into her neck as I went deeper. “Oh Jesus fuck. Go slow, go slow.”

I’m a big fan of purposeful thrusts. You feel more, they’re more sensual, and every amazing moment seems to last forever. So when Tessa begged me to go slow, I grabbed the back of her head, pulled her forehead into mine, and did just that. Innnnnnnnnnnnn and ooooooooooout. Innnnnnnnnnnn and ooooooooooout. After a couple of minutes of this, her pussy cream was all over my cock and all I could see were the whites of her eyes.

“Uh uh,” I said. “Look at me.”

Once she refocused her gaze, the biggest smile I’d ever seen immediately spread across her face.

“This is so fucking good,” she said. “I can’t believe how fucking good this feels.”

Innnnnnnnnnnnn and oooooooooout.

“I know,” I replied. “You have the most amazing pussy.”

“Oh my God. You’re so deep. I can't—oh God.”

“No, no. Look at me. Look me in the eye.”

“You are so fucking hot. This is so fucking hot. I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

“We are. You and me, fucking in a bathroom. My big cock sliding in and out of your tight, wet pussy. We’re fucking doing it, Tess. And it feels amazing.”

“Yeeesssss,” she moaned.

Despite being lost in the moment, I had the sense to realize that we’d been in there long enough for a decent line to have likely formed on the other side of the door. So I started thrusting faster.

“Oh fuck,” she moaned. “Yes, yes, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me harder.”

In and out in and out in and out in and out in and out.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” she squealed. “You’re going to make me cum.”

“Yes, baby. Yes,” I said. “I’m close, too.”

“Don’t you dare pull out.”

I didn’t. A few more strokes and she was squirming all over my rod, biting my shoulder and letting out the hottest, most adorable staccato squeals. That’s what put me over the edge. After a couple more strokes, I thrust into her as hard and deep as I could, bear hugged her with all my might, and came. Oh man, did I ever cum. I don’t recall how long my orgasm lasted, but I do remember that after we regained our senses, kissed a little and laughed a bit more, a stready stream of cum waterfalled out of Tessa’s red pussy as I pulled out.

“Well that was fun,” I said, pulling my pants up.

“Fun? That was fucking amazing!” she responded.

We spent a minute or two tidying ourselves and cleaning our puddle of fluids off the floor (what? We’re Canadian). When we were done, we agreed that she’d leave first, and that I’d follow a few seconds later, mile-high-club-style. Another quick kiss and she was out the door.

I looked myself in the mirror and smiled like an idiot before opening the door and stepping out. Luckily, there wasn’t a single person waiting to use the loo. Bonus.

Beer in hand, I rounded the corner and made my way toward our companions. Apparently we’d been in the bathroom longer than I thought, because despite having arrived with 15 or so people, there only appeared to be five or six left: our celebrity matchmaker/musician friend, a couple of his bandmates, Tessa, and Janice.

I took a seat opposite the girls and smiled at them before turning to the guest of honour. As much as I wanted to cozy up to Tessa and convince her to make round two a reality, I knew well enough to play it cool. For now. So instead, I fawned over Mr. Rockster. Now normally, I’d be hella excited to shoot the shit with the guy. I owned most of his albums and considered myself a genuine fan. But the more we talked, the more I felt eyes boring into me from the other side of the table. So the next time I took a sip of my pint, I casually looked across to see what was up.

Tessa, still wearing her biggest-ever smile, was chatting up the bass player. But Janice… was staring right at me.

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[MF] Merry Christmas - Part 1

Well, I promised to update you guys if things happened over the holidays with Ally and her mom Cynthia, and…well…they did. Not to the extent that some were hoping though, no threesomes, but still some exciting times, and some possible movement towards what someone before called a “Sportsman’s Double”

Like before, at the behest of those involved, the names have been changed. Out of respect for the readers, the rest has been told exactly as it occurred (or as best as I can remember).

So, Ally and I had intended to spend most of our time home together, her not even getting a hotel room because ”We’ll be too busy in yours” she said, but I arrived a day early to, well, try and fuck her mom again. What can I say, I’m a man. Ally still has no idea at this point that I had hooked up with her mom, but Cynthia was a lot less inhibited on that subject than I initially thought. In the weeks between Thanksgiving and Christmas we had been sexting, and she was trying to show me how much better she was at certain things than she thought Ally was, like deepthroating a dildo I had sent her (they really have everything on Amazon, and prime eligible too), and then even trying to stick it in her ass. I let her believe that Ally and I hadn’t done anything like that (I mean, how do you tell a mother that her daughter is a little anal whore?), and was egging her on to get it deeper and deeper, saying she’d need the practice.

I got in on the afternoon of the 22nd, a day before I told Ally I would be there, dropped my crap off at the hotel and headed out to Cynthia’s. Even though I was in a rental, i still parked down the street and walked up to her house. I got to her house and texted that I had a surprise for her, and she should go open the front door. At first she thought it was another delivery, but once she opened the door she quickly realized it was something even better, me. She was wearing white sheer nightie with a bathrobe hastily thrown on to answer the door, though once she realized it was me she stopped trying to pull it closed and pulled me inside with the biggest smile on her face.

“Awww, and I thought I was gonna be flashing the delivery boy again” she said coyly.

“I came here early for you” I told her, and without missing a beat she replied “That won’t be the only time you cum early for me” while reaching down to my hardening cock and giving it a squeeze.

I told her to prove it, and she lead me into the family room and pushed me back onto the couch, quickly getting on her knees and undoing my pants. She took one look at my free cock and went to town like her life depended on it. She was using her hands, her tongue, every trick she could think of to try and get me off as soon as possible for some reason, and it was working. I tried to last as long as I could, but I could only withstand a few minutes of her unbridled enthusiasm before I felt that familiar feeling starting to take over. I told Cynthia I was going to cum and she paused for a second to look up at me and wink before resuming what she was doing. When i started to cum I don’t think she realized it at first because she kept going, but once she noticed she stopped and kept just the tip in her mouth, letting the cum collect so that once I was done she could show me what she had managed to suck out before she swallowed her snack with pride.

Once her mouth wasn’t full she asked me “Well, did Ally ever get you to cum so quickly?”

Shocked at not only her getting me off in record time, but the question that followed, it took awhile for me to form an actual response other than just grunts.

“No, I don’t think Ally is part hoover” I blurted out after catching my breath, which was apparently the type of response she was looking for.

“So, should we move this upstairs, or do you need a minute?” she said, seemingly goading me on.

I didn’t respond, but just bent down and picked her up, putting her on my shoulders with her shaved cunt right in my face, and started warming her up on the way to her bedroom. When we got there she had a good grip on my hair, so throwing her down was out of the question, so I just managed to kneel down and place her on the edge of bed, and that’s when I noticed that the naughty girl had a butt-plug in (I should have probably noticed this earlier, but I was more concentrated on not running into the walls). I asked her what this was doing, and she said that she had bought that the day after I left before, and was using it to warm herself up every day, keeping it in longer and longer each day. I started to play with it before she stopped me and said to leave it in, for now. Not wasting another minute left it alone and dove back in and continued eating her out. She initially lasted about as long as I did on the couch, the only difference being that when she came, I didn’t let up, I just continued lapping away, even adding a finger or two. After she was well beyond warmed up, I got up and lined my now recovered cock at her and it went right in, all the way to the hilt, and held it there to let her adjust. Apparently I held it in all the way for too long, because she stopped squirming and looked up, asking “Well, you just gonna stand there, or are you going to fuck me like you do Ally?” If not for the spectacular blowjob on the couch earlier, just her saying that would have probably been enough to get me to cum, but all it did was make me harder than chinese algebra and give me a burst of energy.

It was off to the races at that point, the room filling with the sounds of us slamming together followed by her crying out in joy, and repeated until she reached down and started playing with her clit. Not long after that she arched her back, rubbing furiously and proceeded to cum all over me, covering me with her juices. Needless to say, it caught me off guard a bit, so I just stood there in amazement while she calmed down and caught her breath. Once she did she looked up at me with amazement, saying she hadn’t done that for a long time, and was apologetic at not warning me about what was coming. I told her not to worry, as I had a funny feeling it wouldn’t be the last time it happened that day, and turned her over and pulled her up on her knees, that beautiful ass up in the air, and that butt plug still securely in place, looking up at me. I gave her ass a sharp smack, grabbing her hips and plunged my cock back in her, resuming the same insane pace as before. This time though, when I felt a pressure starting to build in her, I pulled out and let her cum all over her sheets, then went right back at it, not giving her a second to rest. After a while of this I again noticed her plug, and started to play with it, trying to pull it out and twisting it around inside her. Each time I touched it it caused her to lean forward and squirt again, and again, and again. After thoroughly soaking her sheets, I noticed that familiar feeling and told her I was about to cum again. I asked her where she wanted this load, and she just told me to keep fucking her, so I did. It didn’t take long for me to cum, each burst accompanied by me bottoming out in her, which was enough to send her over the edge again. After what felt like forever I pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to her, taking a moment to just stop and this beautiful woman next to me, hoping that this moment would last…but it didn’t. Instead, she rolled over, looking right at me, and asked if I was ready for the final act.

It took me a moment or two to snap out of my trance to realize just what she was asking, but I eventually caught on when she rolled onto me and turned around, putting her plugged butt in my face. Once my brain fully realized what happening (to be fair, blood was needed elsewhere at the moment), I reached up and slowly pulled the plug from her ass and proceeded to warm up this hole like I had the other, this time she was focused on getting me ready for round 3 with her lips. Not long after though she moved around and grabbed some lube from the dresser, and said that “While I enjoy your effort down there, you’re hard enough now, so just use this”, so I did. After applying more than enough to her ass and using a finger to get enough in so it wouldn’t hurt, she grabbed the bottle from me and proceeded to apply some to my cock. She didn’t get far doing that though, since I told her “Hey, if you didn’t get it wet enough before, nothing will work”, which was all she needed to climb forward and line my cock up. She lowered herself slowly at first, taking her time, and pausing for a bit with my cock applying a bit of pressure to her anus before she finally pushed herself down enough to get the tip in, leading to both of us groaning in pleasure before she continued down. She descended slowly until I was about half way in and paused for a bit, grinding back and forth while asking me “So, did Ally ever let you do this to her?”. Still not sure how exactly to tell her how her sweet little daughter is the definition of an Anal Whore, I lied and told her “We tried once, after Prom, but she said it hurt too much” (which was technically true, but after we had been going at it for an hour we tried again and she loved it so much the people in the hotel room next to us complained to management). This excited Cynthia more than anything, and she proceeded to start going up and down slowly, each time getting a bit lower on the down stroke. Before long she picked up the pace and was starting to scream again, and then loudly came and collapsed backwards onto my chest, which caused me to start chuckling at her, and she joined in once she caught her breath.

I asked her if she had had enough, or if she wanted to continue. “You tell me” was all she said as she climbed on top of me, smothering me with her breasts while one hand reached back and guided me back into her ass. She leaned up and let it sink in practically all the way before she paused and started to get to work fucking me for once. I just layed there watching her bounce up and down on my cock, her breasts bouncing with her, and reached up to play with them, alternating between squeezing them hard and just squeezing her nipples. After a few minutes of playing with her breasts she sped up and leaned up, moaning that she was gonna cum again. She stopped bouncing and sat all the way down on my cock, grinding back and forth, trying to see how deep she could get it in her ass. When she came this time she just sat there spasming, my cock deeply buried in her ass, and when she stopped she fell forward collapsing on me again. At this point I could tell she was getting a bit tired, and so was I, so I asked her if she had enough in her for one more. She let out a quiet yes under her breath, which was more than enough for me to roll her over and pull her to the side of the bed. I placed her legs over my shoulders and pulled her back onto my cock, seeing how far I could get it up her ass this time. I wasn’t playing around this time, wasn’t holding anything back, I got a good grip on her hips and started roughly fucking her tight ass. She loved the roughness of this and looked up at me, holding my gaze as long as she could before cumming again. I refused to let up, not giving her a second to relax. It wasn’t long before she was going to cum again and this time so was I. I told her I was getting close again and she looked up at me and told me to cum in her again. I kept going until I started cuming for the last time that night, filling her ass up with whatever was left of my cum. Each time I pumped more cum in her ass I couldn’t help but watch her face, and I was a bit shocked to see that she was making the same blissful face Ally would make when I came in her, which if I wasn’t already cuming that would have pushed me over the edge again. I stopped thrusting just looked down at her, making that face, and then she looked up at me and pulled me down for a passionate kiss. This was, well, a bit more romantic than I had anticipated, but very much welcome given what we had just done.

We curled up together in the bed, trying to fall asleep before we remembered that we had soaked the sheets, so we managed to get in the guest room before collapsing on the bed and falling asleep in each other’s arms. When I woke up the following morning I realized I had slept in and gently nudged Cynthia awake. We realized that we didn’t have long before I was supposed to “officially” arrive and meet with Ally, so I jumped in the shower while she tidied up (We had wanted to shower together, but both agreed that it was probably a bad idea since we both knew what would happen if we did…). When I got out I was pleasantly surprised to see she had whipped up some eggs and toast. We ate up, devouring the food since we had apparently forgotten dinner last night (worth it), and she helped me find my clothes. After I found everything and got dressed, she walked me to the door, but before she opened it she stopped me said

“Look, last night was, well, one for the record books, for me atleast”

“Believe me, me too” I replied and placed a hand on her cheek. She looked up at me and pulled me into a deep, passionate kiss. I pushed her back into the door, and honestly thought we might try and get a quickie in before I left, but then my phone went off. It was Ally, apparently her flight was early, and she was just waiting for her bag at luggage and would be on her way to the hotel. I was originally going to pick her up, but I told her that I was running a few last minute errands, last minute gifts, and that she should take a cab. Cynthia heard this and when I hung up she kissed me one more time before rushing me out the door. I walked back to my rental trying to hide a semi in my pants, thankfully it went away by the time I got to the car. I managed to make it back to my room and change into some clean clothes before I collapsed on the bed, taking some time to think back on the past 24 hours, and how what was supposed to be a fun, no strings attached romp with the milf of my dreams had turned into something more…

And that’s it for now. Sorry this took a bit longer to get out, I haven’t had as much time as I thought I would, some shit came up at work that’s quickly eaten away at my leisure time. I’ll try and get the second part of this out ASAP, but it could be a week or two, sorry…

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Spooky Season -Werewolf anon

After the trauma of birthing my litter of... pups... alone... two months ago, I spent hours hunting down my one night stand, needing answers. It wasn't as difficult as I expected, turns out he was looking for me, too. We meet behind the bar we met in, at his request. He asked about 'The kids' as soon as he saw me.. He knew?? How? His grin is unsettling, and he nods in approval when informed that he's the father of four healthy werepups, and I get the gut feeling that he must have actually planned to knock me up. I carefully broach the subject of support, and the fact that I have no idea how to raise kids, let alone babies that spend a weekend a month feisty and covered in fur. He agrees to support me and the babies financially as well as he can, but has no interest in the fatherhood part, on one condition: that I sleep with him at least once every six months, no condom, one to two days before the full moon.

Hello, Werewolf Anon! Are you the same anon who wrote about the one-night stand with a guy who's secretly a werewolf, who shockingly gave birth to 4-6 werewolf pups one night during a full moon? If not, that's totally cool, but I'm realizing now that I cannot find that particular post anywhere on the blog and I'm wondering if Tumblr ate it.

Sigh. Goddammit, Tumblr. Let me know if that's the case and I'll get it reposted.

Finding out that you've most likely been purposefully bred is one thing. Finding out that he's eager to keep doing it? That's gotta be something else entirely. He knows that you'll need his support to help raise all of those babies, and he's backed you into a corner-- you'll take his cock raw on a monthly basis, or you'll have to figure out how to make ends meet with four hungry mouths to feed.

But is it really that much of a hardship? You can't help but recall how incredible it felt when he fucked you, pounding you in ways that left you begging and screaming for more throughout that fateful night. One evening of incredible sex a month to leave you and your kids in relative financial comfort seems like a small price to pay. And while getting crammed full of seed once every 30 days might be playing a dangerous game of Russian roulette with your ovaries, you probably won't get pregnant again.

Right?

(A Spooky Season response.)

i wanna be cocky n confident on here, talking about how much i can take in my holes n all the things i want done to me

only for someone to come and grab me, throw me in their trunk and keep me as their little toy. explaining to me, as soon as you have me tied up with no where to go, that not only did i ask for all of this. not only did i beg and plead for someone to treat me this way. but that they’re going to do all of the depraved and terrible things i posted about. they’re going to push my limits far beyond what i can take, all because i had to go be a little whore who acted like they could handle more than they’re actually capable of

and if i whine and complain even once? if i try to say i can’t take it? you’ll just make it worse and worse and worse until i realize it’s never going to stop. until i’m so far gone and broken that i’ll start begging on my knees for all the things i know i can’t handle. because i know the alternative is inevitably far, far more unpleasant.

The thought of them holding me in his arms after a scene- telling me how good I did, getting me to fall asleep in his arms, then waking up to him sliding back into me, making me whimper and cry at how full I am again. they fuck me- not slowing down even when I finish, they fill me up three times before he finally sets me on my knees and pushes my face into the sheets- they fuck me till my legs can't support the weight of my body anymore and I collapse- he feels bad and pulls out, laying behind me and cuddling me till I start to drift off again only to use their cum that's dripping out of me as lube and slides a toy deep inside my needy boycunt, slowly fucking me with it while I whimper and whine, subconsciously rocking my hips. My brain dumb and empty- waiting to be told what to do, to be used again- he makes me cum again and again and again- till I'm helping and gasping for air "Just one more time, honey- I know you can do it- you can cum again for me" he continues on, using me, filling me up and fucking his cum deep inside me- all the way until I can't keep myself awake anymore. Letting me drift off in their arms for a final time and then sliding his cock back in me so I'll squeeze on it in my sleep

Mmm- I just want to be toyed with till I can't think- I want them to send me so deep into subspace- he's so amazing and wonderful- I feel so safe with them ♡

They whisper sweet nothings to me as I drift off, planting soft kisses on my head and neck, coating me in love and kisses as he thrusts into me slowly in my sleep listening to my quiet, sweet moans until he eventually drifts off himself

Mmm- lovely

Hahaha~ What's the matter sweetie~? Forgot how to use your big words? Go on. Try it. Try to say anything at all. Puppy whines and barks aren't words silly~ Mmm, you know, I wasn't even sure that would work. All those videos I had sent you. Thought it might've just been a hoax, some scam. But...they kept your interest, and you never seemed to notice how captivated you were by those spirals. It was adorable. With the first few, you just kind of zoned out. Stared at your screen, unblinking, not even hearing anything I said. After a while, you even started to drool. Always excusing it as you just getting distracted or losing track of time when you got out of it. It wasn't long before you started to mouth along with the videos, repeating your mantras "I'm a good puppy", "Puppies don't need to think", "Dumb puppies are good puppies". I wanted to play with you right then and there, but I couldn't risk interrupting the trance. You won't believe how hard it was to resist that urge~ When you started humping...mmm, it was so frustrating holding back. I found a nice middle ground though. I'd hold your phone for you as you ground against my leg. Oh, you should've seen yourself. Looked like such a pathetic mutt, whimpering and whining as you rubbed yourself silly, drooling down your body, unable to tear your eyes away~ Now look at you sweetie. All finished up with your videos, and you've gone and forgotten how to talk, how to walk, how to be a person. After all, puppies don't need to know all that nonsense. It would've just taken up space in your head and confused you. And we wouldn't want that, would we~? So, who's my pretty little puppy~?