backshots in the mirror while i make her say affirmations to herself

Need a dad who lets me nuzzle and mouth at his bulge after a long day. Just want to be between his legs surrounded by his scent, to be able to occupy my mouth and turn my brain off. A dad who pets my hair and tells me how good I am while I take everything I can in my mouth.

Just stay quiet and let men use your body. Everyday, everytime. You’re born for it. Your tits are made for it.
imagine a dad with a tboy son who has always helped him feel better when he’s had periods by letting him rest under a heat pad and freshly dryer-fluffed blankets, brewing hot tea and cocoa for him, bringing him midol and tylenol when he needs it, and taking the time to make him feel affirmed even when the menstruation dysphoria kicks in…
and when he gets older, his sex-positive dad starts encouraging him to consider masturbating, whether he’s on his period or not, telling him, “you know, it improves your pelvic health, orgasms are very good for your heart health, it can help you fall asleep, it can provide stress relief,” and going on and on about the objective health benefits and how it can put his son in touch with his developing teen body… and, for a while, his son always reacts with embarrassment, saying, “ew! augh, dad, no! that’s so gross! yuck, no way!” and his dad drops the topic, for the most part, only bringing it up again on occasion, when it’s germane to conversations about sexual health…
and, one day, while picking up a few boxes of tampons at the local walmart, dad takes his son on a little detour through the pharmacy aisles and shows him a selection of vibrating dildos… and his son goes red in the face and won’t stop looking around, up and down the aisle, pulling the hood of his sweatshirt up over his head and holding it to keep his face hidden from other shoppers while his dad keeps telling him, in such a matter-of-fact tone, “actually, penetrative masturbation with toys like these is excellent for soothing menstrual cramps,” all while his son keeps whispering for his dad to put each toy back as he grabs them off the display hooks to look at the product details on the back sides of the packaging… and, despite his son’s protesting and embarrassment, dad puts a small bullet vibrator and a modest six-inch vibrating dildo toy into the shopping basket before walking to the express checkout lane, telling his son he’s getting them “just in case you ever want to use them…”
dad teaching me how to kiss <3
dad getting carried away <3
dad spreading my legs while I’m in his lap <3
dad tracing his fingertips over my clit <3
dad sucking on my tongue <3
dad pulling my cotton panties to the side <3
dad slipping his fingers into my cunt <3
dad telling me this is how boys want to kiss <3
You’re trying your best to act normal at the kitchen table and pretend like nothing is happening, but your family doesn’t know where your dad is and insists they wait to eat until he comes through the door as if you don’t know that his face is shoved up your skirt. He’s under the table lapping at your clit and you have no other choice but to make conversation with everyone because the wet noises from his spit and your cum is getting louder. Your brother asks what’s wrong when you buck your hips and your face is red, but you wave him off, trying not to cum just by looking at his features and seeing your dad in him. And thinking about your dad in you later.
Bored as fuck who wants to molest me
dad making me piss myself on his cock. begging n pleading, asking dad to please please slow down, please it feels so weird dad, i need to go, please please papa i don’t want to make a mess and. hbnnhhffgghhhh..
Brothers who masturbate together. Younger bro with his legs spread wide, trying to stroke his tdick the way his brother is stroking his cock. Older bro who can’t take his eyes off of his brother’s dripping cunt.
Eventually he manages to convince his brother to let him rub himself against it. What’s a little frotting between bros? Guys rub their dicks together all the time! But once he’s got his shaft between those wet lips he wants even more. It’ll just be the tip! Just for a sec, it’s no big deal! But of course just the tip isn’t enough, and little bro ends up folded into a mating press at the mercy of his big bro’s cock.

public spanking…. hhhngh…
being a brat all day while out with dad.. then being pulled aside into a bathroom and having to embarrassingly go into the large stall with him and strip infront him as he makes me stare at the cold stone corner and arch my ass up to face him.
as each rough slap hits my ass he makes me count them out loud.
even as strangers enter the bathroom and can hear all of it, he continues; even as i cry and whine from the embarrassment.

The first thing you notice when you wake up, is the heat.
A warm, heavy body draped over your back, settled between your legs. A thick, meaty cock settled deep inside you, twitching occasionally.
Panic overwhelms your poor sleepy brain, but before you can make a noise, a big hand clamps over your mouth. To your horror, you realize the cock inside you is soft, and the space between you two is sticky. “Shhh baby, daddy’s got you, it’s okay.”
The soreness in your lower back and cunt was starting to become obvious as he started to move, his cock hardening, growing inside you as he humped you.
“Stay quiet for daddy, I’m not nearly done with you yet.” Pulling out fully, he pushed his fat tip against your gaping hole, pushing back in slowly. Groaning the whole way. Giving you no time to adjust— why would he? You’ve already taken at least two of his loads. You can take another.
Just stay still and be a good little hole.
My current thought that’s stuck in my head is being at an all girls sleepover and I’m the first to fall asleep so they just do whatever they want to me and I wake up soaking wet and covered in their cum and hickeys and etc
Imagine having fun with a hella excited feral dogman~ :3
you just turned eighteen and your uncle and dad finally let you drink with them, as the hours pass and they get more and more drunk you notice they start to get a bit too comfortable with each other, your dad’s hand resting on your uncle’s thigh, your uncle staring at your dad lips as he talks, you know it’s your duty to do something about it.
you just giggle innocently and tell them to kiss, they both turn to look at you with confusion asking you to repeat yourself so you walk over to them and put your hands gently on the back of each of their heads, “could you kiss? for me? i’ve never done it and i want to see how it’s like” at this point you’ve pushed their heads close enough that their lips are brushing against each other.
your dad tries to say something but he forgets entirely when he wets his lip and his tongue touches your uncle’s lips. the both of them close their eyes and just let their mouths finally explore each other, saliva going down their chins as they tongue fuck each other.
you go back to your seat and touch yourself while enjoying the little show your dad and uncle are giving you, their hands already unbuttoning each other’s pants, not able to resist it any longer.
Uncle who takes every chance he gets to shove his hand up your skirt when you two are alone. Uncle who smiles at your dad when he comes back in like nothing was happening. Uncle who jumps your bones when your dad leaves you two alone so he can go grocery shopping. Uncle who bends your knees into your chest and pounds into you roughly, balls slapping against your ass over and over. Uncle who gives you the biggest creampie and you can swear you can see your belly bulging with his seed from how much he came 😵💫
being face down ass up and stuck on a werewolf’s knot would really help ease my anxiety
health ed class where im the shy girl at the back who blushes, embarrassed when the teacher announces we’re doing sex ed in class today.
the first thing he asks for is a volunteer
i normally get picked on for these sorts of things - y'know - given im the one at the back of the class that always tucks her head into her book whenever she’s noticed… i do my usual interested-in-book act and hope to go unnoticed.
it fails once again.
against my volunteering-want, i pick myself up - cheeks darkening as I feel the class’ attention turn to me as my chair scrapes the floor, my heels dragging as i stand at the front and look across the classroom - seeing how many judgemental pairs of eyes stare at me - today’s subject.
“Now that we have someone who has kindly volunteered - will you hop up onto the desk-”
I leaned back and let myself pull my bodyweight up so that I sat with my legs extending from the teacher’s desk on the front
“-And pull your skirt up.”
the words took a second to resonate before my eyebrows flew up in shock. “S-sorry?”
“Show the class your pussy,” he said as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. “we’re in a health class and you volunteering yourself - your body - so go on, show the class your pussy.”
My throat dries and closes, face draining of colour and yet heating up simultaneously, legs crossing over each other defensively whilst my body seemingly freezes at the overwhelmingness of it all.
I can’t talk - my throat hoarse from the shock of it all - and instead the best i can do is shake my head erratically, not willing to oblige. was he joking? was this some example of how if you don’t wanna show your body to everyone you shouldn’t send pictures?
what sick thing what going on?!
it wasn’t a joke though - and seemingly bad was turning to worse at the teacher frowned. “well, you’ve already volunteered yourself, and if you don’t comply with what i tell you to do then there will be consequences, miss.”
my body remained frozen in place from the shock of it all. and looking across the classroom, all the other students seemed perfectly okay with what was going on - as if there were some universe where this was normal! And if not neutral to it - some of the body even seemed to have their interests piqued by the idea, leant forwards in their desks as though trying to get closer to the action.
the teacher noticed my lack of movement and took matters into his own hands.
“Jones! Up!”
I looked across the room as my bully - the one that antagonized me for all things stupid and trivial - stood up and came to the front of the class.
“I’m going to lift her skirt up and hold her body to keep her still - i want you to hold her thighs open and pull her panties off.”
this time the words clicked faster, and I pushed myself off of my arms to get off of the table and not let myself get undressed in front of the whole class - yet my teacher was faster. his arm wrapped around my body and pulled my back into his chest, his other forearm grasping at the hem of my skirt before yanking it upwards and revealing the upper skin of my thighs and the baby pink panties i’d chosen this morning - things that I hadn’t expected nor wanted the class to see
“get-off- mE!” i wriggled under the teacher’s hold and yet couldn’t escape his grasp - and looking across the class with teary eyes, noone cared to make eye contact with me or help - instead they all made eye contact with the baby pink between my legs, uncaring for the yelps that left my mouth
the only one that looked me in the eyes was Jones. My bully, who hadn’t shown kindness since I’d first joined. please, Jones… I’d whispered with a wavering tone to him - holding eye contact as he leaned down, his hands falling on either of my thighs… before he gripped them - hard - and prised them open to give everyone a better view of the pair of panties. and with both his hands occupied, his head fell between my legs as a scream left my mouth, his teeth clenching around the material to pull it away from my pussy and expose the raw flesh that evoked some scattered gasps and wows across the classroom.
“Terry, take my place holding her - everyone gather round-”
My body was grasped by a different set of arms, blubbers falling from my lips as the teacher came to my side and the class left their seats to come closer to my bare pussy - eyes fixated on the exposed mound
“This is what a real pussy looks like - this up here-”
he touched my clit and made my whole body jerk, a cry mixing ang mingling with a moan and making something of a wailing noise that seemed to make someone’s trousers tighter
“that is the clitoris. the place that had the most nerves and it a pleasure point on the female anatomy. This set of lips is the labia majora - the other lips - and these inner ones are the labia minora”
i felt utterly degraded feeling him pinch either set of lips, shaking them with his words to emphasise what he said using my body - a trail of dampness following his fingers as he pulled away from my pussy
“and most importantly - this here is the vagina - the hole from which women have periods and babies from - but most importantly - the place which you put cocks, fingers and toys into to pleasure a woman.”
“everyone, you may now touch and feel the demonstration.”
my whole body jerked as various prods and motions were conceded on my pussy - Jones’ hold firm around my thighs and stopping my from squirming or wriggling myself away from all the touch that made tears leak from my eyes
“can i finger her, sir?”
“absolutely, how else would you learn?”
a scream leaves my mouth as a pair of foreign fingers breaches my pussy, twisting and almost patting my inner walls curiously, before pulling away with a trail connecting his fingers to my pussy - fluid dripping between his fingers as the separated the two that had been inside my pussy
“okay, so, our first assignment will be to see how a pussy reacts when stimulated with pleasure”
everyone is given a chance to make me cum.
initially i scream and writhe on the desk whilst I’m instead pinned down, and have my pussy violated with fingers what scissor my walls and prod a sensitive spot until my juices spread over my shaky legs. then it’s a tongue that breaches my hole with flicks and thrusts. they gain confidence though - and it’s not long before a cock is inserted into my pussy and leaves stains of white over my pussy when he finishes.
my throat becomes so raw i cant speak - my mind a broken scramble and my pussy is so spent and broken that it doesn’t even contract in horror anymore. it’s completely passive as the orifice is breached over and over until…
“okay, that’s good - now, as we still have a bit more time before class finishes… let’s have some fun - everyone - find something in your bag or in the classroom to shove in her pussy to see how she reacts.”
my mind is still scrambled - yet someone props a book beneath my head so that i can at least see all of the objects that are pushed into my hole - the pupils’ cum acting as lubrication that allows the random objects to enter my pussy
a whiteboard pen, markers and other various stationary items enter first - testing the waters before someone tries to push a water bottle up there - then a chair leg that two people need to hold to effectively spear me with the metal rod
“good job today,” the teacher bends to say into my ear as the students thank him and leave the classroom whilst im still starfished, energy dead on the desk. “clean yourself up and go the principal’s office once you’ve done that. apparently he could hear all the racket in here and wanted a private meeting with you”
Being a freak is all fun in games till one of your friend dose something you’re into and you have to pretend like nothing happened
obsessed with the idea of dad and uncle tagteaming me. when the rest of the family is away, dad invites uncle over, and gently tells me how they need to show me some things that only us boys are allowed to know about. one holds me down and covers my mouth while the other abuses my cunt, all while telling me how well I’m taking them. and when they’re both done taking it in turns filling me with their cum, they make sure to suck off my little tcock, because I earned a treat for being so good for them. eventually, they’re covering my mouth to muffle my moans instead of my cries, as they tell me they knew their little boy would enjoy it
Just came so hard to the thought of my faux uncle breeding me and getting me pregnant