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can a tall older man with big biceps give me a hug!! 🙏🧎‍♀️

TW - intox, somno, cnc, forced breeding

We're talking on a video call like we usually do in the evenings. I'm smoking a bowl to help wind down for the night. When I finish, you suggest I might want to do another. I've been really stressed out lately, it'd be helpful to have a little more, you tell me. I have been stressed lately, why not? I fill another bowl half way, but you convince me to make it another full one. After I'm done the second bowl, you can see how faded I am. I tell you that the weed is hitting me really hard and I think I'm gonna go lie down. You wish me well and say goodnight. I stumble through the house in a stoned haze, eventually making it into bed. I drowsily strip myself of my clothes before rolling over and falling asleep. I'm too deep in slumber to hear the door unlock. I gave you a spare key for emergencies, after all. You creep into my bedroom and see my naked body sprawled across the bed. You quietly take off your clothes and climb on top of me. Kissing your way down my back while running your hands all over my limp body. Feeling up my ass and tits and then finally, my pussy. I let out soft moans in my sleep. As you rub my clit and fondle my ass, I start to become wet. You then line yourself up with my slick entrance and ram your entire cock inside me. I wake with a scream, a concoction of panic and pleasure. As you begin violently thrusting, I try to get my bearings. My head is so dizzy and my body is so heavy. I let out a feeble scream as I try to resist, but it's no use. My body is far to weak and I can't put up a fight. I am pinned in place by the weight of your body on top of me. I have no idea who is inside me, but I can't seem to focus on anything but how good it feels. You lean down on top of me and begin grabbing at my breast. You pinch my nipple and I can't help but let out a moan. You chuckle softly between grunts, you know a filthy whore like me likes being used. Your thrusts are so hard and deep that it doesn't take long for me to cum on your cock. You continue to fuck me for what feels like hours. I am so out of it that I have no concept of time. I eventually let myself drown in the pleasure. It doesn't matter who is fucking me, the only thing that matters is how good it feels. After you've lost track of how many times you've made me to cum, you feel yourself get close. Your thrusts become faster and faster. You pull my hips hard against you, forcing your cock as deep into my pussy as possible. With a loud grunt, you let your load out inside me. You pull out and let my hips go, causing me to slump onto the bed. You watch as your seed seeps out of my throughly used pussy. You then put your clothes back on and leave, locking the door behind you. I lay in the wet patch knowing I should feel mortified, but instead I feel euphoric. Having my rapists seed pouring from my violated pussy turns me on all the more. It's not long before the exhaustion and intoxication lull me back into a deep sleep. I sleep well knowing my only purpose is to be a good cocksleeve. It doesn't matter if I'm conscious or not.

God forbid a girl gets her sad and horny thoughts out🤷🏽‍♀️

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“Not now baby, I’m tired.” I groan, burying my face into the pillows.

“I know sweetheart. I know. Just- here just hold- theeeere you go…”

I whine gently as I feel you slip off my soft little pyjama bottoms, your big warm hands running up the backs of my legs.

“I don’t want t-” My complaint is cut short by a squeal as your hand cracks down on the round curve of my ass. Once. Twice. Three times.

“Shut the fuck up.”

Your hand covers my mouth, yanking my pretty face up out of its hiding place just at the same moment as your big, thick cock pushes its way inside me.

“Mmh! N- n- nnnnn…”

“God, you’re so wet.” Your voice is right by my ear, your cock stretching out my tight little holes.

Pounding into me. Over and over again. Harder and harder. Making me scream. Making me cry.

“Shut up. Just shut the fuck up and take my cock.” My moans are muffled against your palm, my tears rolling down over your fingers as they dig into the sides of my face.

One of the things I’ve been drawn to is a man being rejected and still takes what he wants in a desperate attempt.

She’d scream, cry, flail her arms around and you still slip her underwear off her legs and take what’s yours. You’re just so so desperate to have her. So full of love no one deserves except her. Her cries? It just means she doesn’t know what you’re capable of doing yet. You just have to prove yourself, that you’re the best she’ll ever have. After all, her face is much better stained with tears.

She’s the only one you have and you’ve spent too long with her to just walk away without getting a taste of her. She’ll thank you after, right? She’d want you to do it over and over again because she’s just such a good girl, taking in all of you like that.

You get back to your senses and realize what you’ve done. She’s passed out and nothing but stuttered apologies to her exhausted body come out of your mouth. You just couldn’t help it. You were just really hurt about her rejection and… well, hurt got the better of you. “I’ll do better, I swear.. please don’t leave.”

The room is silent for a moment, you take everything all in. Her pristine back, the way her disheveled hair flows around her shoulders, you can’t help but to run your fingers through them. You never would’ve been able to do this, even if you stayed as friends. Maybe what happened tonight is for the better.

I like em so nasty they hesitate to tell me what they're thinking about until I reassure them that it's okay to be as honest as you want without judgment

Any good boys in the chat?

When she’s fight back so fucking hard but your dick feels how wet she is already as your putting it inside

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Getting choked and slapped while being fucked hard from behind, pathetically begging him to stop. Feeling the sting of his hand on my ass as he calls me a dirty little slut. “You like that, don’t you? Stupid little toy, you fucking asked for this you know? All those slutty things you like to post online, the tiny clothes you choose to wear. I mean really its hardly r@pe, is it?” he growls in my ear. “You love being my little whore, and you cant deny it.”