Aftercare Is Key

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Send me a number (or several numbers) and I will happily answer! Or ask me something not on this list! I've always seen people do these question games and have always wanted to do one myself so I put together these questions from several similar lists circulating around on Tumblr!

Any unexpected ways kink has improved your life?  If so, what are they?

Are piercings sexy?

Are tattoos sexy?

Are there any sex toys you want to try?

Are you more of a dominant, submissive, or switch?

Are you rough or romantic?

Are you the jealous type?

Are you vocal during sex?

Do you have a gag reflex?

Do you kiss on the first date?

Do you like being blindfolded?

Do you like dirty talk?

Do you like hair-pulling?

Do you like it rough or romantic?

Do you like it when your sexual partner moans?

Do you like name-calling in bed?

Do you like seeing the evidence (bruises, bite marks, hickies)?

Do you like teasing or being teased?

Do you like to cuddle?

Do you like to swallow?

Do you like watching or being watched?

Do you prefer having foreplay or getting right to it?

Do you prefer long hair or short hair?

Do you prefer to give or receive when it comes to sex?

Do you watch porn?

Have you ever cried during sex?

Have you ever faked an orgasm?

Have you ever had a one-night stand?

Have you ever had sex in a public place?

Have you ever had sex in the shower?

Have you ever had to use your safe word?

Have you ever spanked or been spanked in the bedroom?

Have you ever squirted before?

Have you/would you have a threesome?

Have you/would you participate in an orgy?

Have/would you ever have sex outside?

How do you feel about public displays of affection?

How many people have you had sex with?

Is it good sex even if you don’t cum?

Tongue or no tongue while kissing?

What are your BDSM test results?

What are your thoughts on friends with benefits?

What do you like and dislike about oral sex?

What do you think about toys in the bedroom?

What do you wear to bed?

What is an overrated sex position?

What is an underrated sex position?

What is one thing you really like during sex that you wish happened more often?

What is something that never fails to make you horny?

What is the best sexual ego boost you’ve received?

What is the first thing that draws your attention when you meet someone new?

What is your biggest turn-off?

What is your favorite color to wear?

What is your favorite kind of foreplay?

What is your favorite kink and why?

What is your favorite part of your body?

What is your favorite pet name?

What is your favorite position in the bedroom?

What is your favorite type of non-sexual contact?

What is your newest kink?

What is your safe word?

What is your top sexual fantasy?

Which part of your body do you consider the most sexy?

Would you have sex on the first date?

Would you rather be handcuffed or blindfolded?

Would you rather make out or cuddle?

i’m thinking of a world where men entering adulthood are paired with women entering adulthood and symbolically enter manhood during a public claiming ceremony. during these ceremonies the woman is forced to lay spread eagled on a bed in the middle of an arena- ensuring her spread legs and pussy are able to be seen by everyone in the massive crowd. the man shows his dominance and superiority over the woman- who will become his wife- by fucking and impregnating her in front of their entire town.

you’re a trans man living in this society where this tradition is followed and today is your 20th birthday- you’re entering symbolic adulthood and your ceremony is today. though you perceive yourself as a man in every sense of the word and feel it deep in your soul- your small stature, delicate features, and most of all- bouncy b cup tits and pussy- define you as a woman in the eyes of everyone in your town.

womanhood and the ceremony where you will be fucked and bred are inescapable for you.

you stare blankly at the wall in front of you as your mom and sister fuss over your appearance- dressing you in the traditional ceremonial attire. you look towards the mirror and feel entirely disconnected from the image staring back at you. despite the short hair cut you gave yourself weeks ago- you are dressed in a delicate white sun dress and certainly look the part of the wife you will soon become.

your mom- who went through this ceremony like all women before her- cups your face and smiles “don’t be nervous my darling. it may hurt at first but entering womanhood and submitting to your husband is a beautiful thing. i’m so excited to spoil my grandbabies.” you flush at the reminder of your fate and stay silent. “come, it’s almost time.”

a line of older women who have already undergone the ceremony surround you and lead you in a slow walk through the long hallway leading into the breeding arena. as you walk closer, the noise of the crowd waiting excitedly grows louder. your ears ring with nervousness as you walk through the grand arch and take in the crowd before you. as you walk closer to the center you see the vague outline of your soon-to-be husband walking at a matching pace through the corresponding arch surrounded by men who smirk and shove him playfully towards the bed in the center of the room. the crowd goes crazy at the sight of the man and his new bride- leering and shouting obscenities that blend into one cacophony of noise.

“fuck her!” “make her scream!” “knock her up!”

as you and the man meet in the center of the arena- you get your first look at his face and gasp. your breeder is your childhood best friend, matthew. he was the one person you felt safe enough to admit your transness to. he had held your hand and reassured you through all the pain you felt growing up. and he… looked almost excited?

you took a step back but were shoved forward by your mother who looked at you reassuringly. the priest stepped forward and silenced the crowd with a raised hand. the new hush that fell over the mass of people was almost worse than the yelling. you took in the hungry eyes of the men in the stadium and the almost sympathetic looks from the women. you felt a deep shame and embarrassment that all of these people were about to watch you get impregnated- especially as you began to notice familiar faces. teachers, friends, family. you snapped out of your observations as the priest began to speak.

“we gather here today to witness the coming of age of this fine young man. matthew. here, in this sacred arena where many of you found yourselves not too long ago or will find yourselves soon- we will observe as matthew’s bride submits to his dominance and masculine superiority and becomes his woman and the mother of his offspring- which will become the new generation.” the crowd hums. the man turns towards matthew and his father. “men, prepare the bride.”

your heart pounds in your chest as the women who led you into the stadium excluding your mother- stride away from you. matthew comes towards you and grabs you by the chin- forcing you took up at him as he towers over you. “i’m so happy it was you” he says taking in your attire. “i can’t wait to show you how a real man treats his woman”

you barely have a moment to feel your betrayal before your dress is stripped from your body and you are thrown onto the bed. leaving you bare and exposed to the crowd. matthew doesn’t waste a moment- he gropes your chest, fondling one of your breasts and looking down at you with an unreadable expression. he trails his other hand down your trembling form- pausing at your flat stomach. “i’m going to make you swell with my children, and i won’t stop at one. i want a big family.” you whimper and try to push him off but your hands are pinned by two people behind you. you stretch your head back and flush when you see that they belong to your mother and matthew’s father.

“this is the undeniable place of a woman.” started the priest again as you began to weep “she lies, restrained, underneath the strong form of her man. notice, my people, how weak and fragile she appears under the strength of our young matthew. how he towers over her. the natural place of a woman is submission- while a man feels the urge to dominate and control.”

matthew’s hand makes its way down to your pussy and he wastes no time shoving a finger inside of your quivering hole, thumb playing with your clit. you moan against your will and he smirks. “you can deny you like this and struggle all you want, but your wet pussy, she doesn’t lie.” he began to finger fuck you fast and you throw your head back with unwilling ecstasy. the bed shifts beneath you as your former friend climbs onto the bed alongside you- stroking his growing cock. “i’m going to fuck you so hard, i’m going to make your brain melt and make you forget that you ever wanted anything other than this right here.” he curved his fingers and pressed on your g spot making you squeal femininely and arch your back obscenely. the crowd echoed with laughter that elevated your shame- though you were quickly losing your inhibitions as the pleasure grew stronger.

“look at this” he grabbed your chin once more, forcing you to look down this time. your mouth fell open as you gazed upon his long, thick cock that he rested over your stomach. how would that ever fit inside of you? “this is what real men have. they use it to fuck girls like you. you always whined and cried about how nobody would ever see you as a man- but how could they? look at your stupid little needy pussy weeping for my cock already. you can deny it but this pussy right here?” he slapped it making you gasp “was born for taking cock and receiving a man’s seed.“

he emphasized his point by lining up his cock, making your heart pound in anticipation, before slipping in in one long thrust that forced unimaginably embarrassing noises from your mouth. your eyes rolled back into your head as you were officially submitted. the crowd roared as matthew finally claimed you as his wife and the breeding ceremony began.

arms still restrained above your head, you gasped and moaned like a bitch as matthew began to fuck you. every thrust filled you with warmth and filthy filthy pleasure. “look at me bitch” matthew grunted. you opened your eyes and made eye contact with your husband. “you’re such a good girl. this is the rest of your life, whore. you’re going to give me so many children. you’ll be a good mother.”

matthew’s strong hands grabbed at your waist and he began to fuck you harder, lifting one of your legs over his shoulder. the change in angle had your eyes rolling into the back of your head and your jaw dropping. “oh oh oh my god” you moaned. your tongue fell out of your mouth as you felt unimaginable pleasure. you knew then that you had absolutely no power. your mom and matthew’s father kept your arms tightly restrained above your head, his masculine hands caressed your soon to be pregnant stomach, your tits bounced with every thrust of his hips against your ass. you were submitting to him entirely. the thought made you gasp and throw your head to the side.

“fuck yeah, uh. fucking bitch-“ you vaguely registered matthew’s words and opened your eyes to take in the crowd that was watching you be dominated so profusely. the men looked hungrily at your spread legs and fucked out pussy. even the priest looked at you and saw nothing but a woman being put in her place. not one of those hungry eyes were looking at your bouncing breasts and saw a man. matthew seemed to catch your line of thought and laughed as he thrusted in and out of your weeping pussy.

he let go of your lifted leg, resting it on his shoulder, and you were ashamed to say you made no effort to move- too lost in agonizing pleasure and an indescribable loss. he grabbed your throat and looked down at you again. “you’re a woman- MY woman. say it. say it and maybe i’ll let you come.”

“i- i’m your woman.” you gasped as he put more pressure on your neck.

“you were made for me, you will spread your legs for me at my every whim and carry my children. because that was what you were made for.”

he slapped your face and accentuated his words with a hard thrust. the pleasure was building even more now.

“i, oooh, was made for matthew, i will spread my legs for him at his every whim and carry his children. because that was what i was made for.”

“good girl” he said, you nodded and screamed with pleasure as he lifted both of your legs and spread them wide- jostling your whole body with a newfound vigor. “i’m gonna come inside you and make you a mommy, slut.”

those words alone made your back arch and toes curl as you came your brains out on his superior cock. your mind went blank with pleasure. but he wasn’t stopping. you didn’t even realize, but your arms were released from their hold as you climaxed. unrestrained, your arms unconsciously wrapped around your new husbands back as you shook and squealed and finally gave into your role.

“ahhhh, fuck me please keep fucking me. oh my God. please give me your babies i’ll be a good girl i promise please just keep going.” matthew laughed in your ear, the sound deep and full.

“whatever you say, wife.” he pushed your legs down and folded you into a mating press, fucking you hard and fast and- somehow- at the perfect angle. each and every thrust hit your g spot and another orgasm was coming on fast. you couldn’t control the noises that were coming out of your mouth- you scratched lines into your man’s back as the pleasure built up again. he moaned in your ear “i’m close, i’m gonna flood your womb with cum.”

you screamed louder than you’d ever screamed before as you felt your husbands cock twitch inside you and warm jets of cum shot straight into your fertile womb. this climax was even better than the previous and you lay there- the picture of womanliness and submission.

you barely registered your husband pulling out of your used pussy or your legs falling onto the mattress. you were completely fucked out. your tongue lolled to the side as you smiled slightly, eyes glazed over, legs twitching and cum slowly leaking out of you. distantly you heard matthew’s father joking with his son “i guess you really made her brain melt huh kid?”, your mother brushed your hair out of your face and whispered words of congratulations, the crowd cheered and chanted.

but all of that noise faded into the background as waves of pleasure ran through you. maybe being a woman wasn’t so bad after all.

“Not inside”? Baby you don’t know what you’re saying at this point. That’s not a decision for you to make. You’re too little for that. Now be a good doll and sush, we’re going to fill this cute tummy okay? No crying little love, I’m right here.

being spanked with the backside of your hairbrush .. it’s the closest thing to him as you whimper, face buried in the softness of your bedsheets, back arched and ass up.

the first spank comes and your mouth falls open — a moan, delighted and pained, escapes from in between your lips and you hear him breathlessly smile, thumb caressing your injured flesh.

“you’re so pretty like this, baby,” another spank, full of love, as you try to fuck yourself harder on his cock. “so pretty. such a good girl.”

Hiii I love your works!! Can you please do obsessed little brother that have a big crush on big sis for so long that he breaks? Thank you^^

Puppy little brother is always so excited to be around his big sister. He loves her so much he can't help but need to be around her 24/7 if he could. Big sister finds it so cute! He is just the best little brother ever! She lets him do whatever he wants, only rarely putting her foot down when it comes to him. People know that if Big Sis is there, her little brother is there too. They also know how protective he is of her; everyone finds it adorable. He knows he can use his cuteness to get what he wants; that's how he got her to give kisses.

One night he got so jealous but knew the anger he had inside wasn't going to help him. So he walked into her room sniffling, asking her if he would always be her favorite. Even when she got a boyfriend or married. Bottom lip out and quivering saying how he saw her kiss the guy, so that obviously means she likes him more. She felt so bad; he pulled on her heartstrings just right. Now he gets's kisses whenever he wants, often finding himself pulling her in for more than just a couple pecks like they agreed.

After that, Big Sister makes sure little brother doesn't see her with that guy again. But little bro knows everything about his big sister; he finds out quick and is fuming. How could she lie to him? He loves her so much. They always tell each other everything; he waits for her to come home from her "not date" and confronts her the moment she walks in through the door. Plays his usual cards. How could you, big sis? I thought you trusted me, sniffles, and she quickly rushes over to him. I do, baby! It's just that Big Sis didn't want you to feel left out. She tries to explain, but he scuffs and looks away. You lied to me. I know, and Big Sister is so sorry, no! You obviously love him more than me. That is not true! I love you so much, baby. Grabs his face and kisses him; see, those are your special kisses. But he gets special everything; it's not fair!

Big Sis is shocked; she doesn't know what to do. Baby, you can't do everything with Big Sis. He looks at her with a sharp glare. Yes, I can! I'm your little brother; you love me more than him. I do, but he cuts her off by fake crying. Never mind, no, you don't! He goes to stand up and walk away, but Big Sister is pulling him in. No, come on, I love you, honey, you know I do. What is it going to take for you to see that? I don't want my baby brother mad at me. She hugs him and sways them side to side. Let me do the same things he does to you, what? Baby, you can't. He goes to pull away but she pulls him back in Fine! Fine, you can just don't stay mad at me. Finally he gets what he wants, pushing her onto the couch as he pulls her pants down. She is soaked. Was it for little bro or from that guy?

Pushes his cock into her, and they both moan. Big sister is so tight, he'd whimper as he started to thrust in and out of her. Meanwhile, Big Sis is trying her best to bite back moans. Little Brother's cock is so much better than that guys. He's actually hitting the right spots in her, stretching her so good. Am I doing better than him, big sis? little brother says as he drives his hips quickly. So needy for her, Y-yes, little bro. She says as she tries to bite back her moans, then why try and be quiet? Thrust became quicker and deeper, making her squeal and moan. See big sis? Little brother is all you need, fuck! All you need is me. Gonna cum! Big Sister can't help but squeal out as she feels her first real orgasm of the night.

Did he make you cum like that? All Big Sis can do is moan and take it Talk to me, big sis, did he? little brother moans as he feels her tighten No, he didn't. Then why don't you leave him? Your little brother is all you need. Look how good I fuck you and how good I always treat you. You know we can't; yes, we can! pulls her hair, making her moan louder. Come on, Sis, give me another before you make me cum, he groans and throws his own head back. Should fucking record this and send it to him, make him back off from MY big sis. Forces another orgasm out of her. Tell me,big sis. I'll leave him! I'll leave him and be all yours, little brother. She chokes out Yours! He cums deep in her as she squeals, only little brother can do this to you now. My Big sister.

This Xlink gave me little brother and puppy boy vibes, and then I remembered I had a request for little brother, so I just had to.

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