You Know What My Favorite Thing About Knots Is? Once You Start Feeling It Swell Inside You, Theres No

You know what my favorite thing about knots is? Once you start feeling it swell inside you, there’s no turning back.

When you’re in heat, when your mind gets all warm and fuzzy and all you can think about is being mounted and bred as all your judgment goes out the window, it’s all too easy to find yourself in a compromising situation, on your back or on all fours with a cock thrusting in and out of you.

With a human cock, once you start feeling it throb inside you and flood you with warmth, you don’t have to dwell on it afterwards. As the realization hits you that you’ve just let someone cum inside your fertile cunt and that wave of shame washes over you, you can easily kick them out of bed, take a long shower, go out and get some plan B, and try to forget about the whole thing.

But when there’s a knot inside you, you’re stuck. When they growl and buries themself inside you and you feel the base of their cock stretching you out and tying you, there’s no pulling out. When you feel their ropes of hot cum paint your insides and your primal instincts finally get what they’ve been craving, and that moment of lucidity finally hits you, you’re left with the sinking realization that it’s not over yet. Their knot is there to make sure the job gets done. You have to lie there, conjoined at the hip, for at least the next half hour, utterly humiliated as the weight of your decisions comes crashing down on you… and all the while their thick cock just keeps pulsing, filling you with even more semen. It’s unavoidable… you can try all you like, but their knotted dick putting constant pressure against the walls of your cunt serves as a constant reminder of what’s going on inside you right now… their sperm trickling past your cervix, racing towards your defenseless eggs.

When they finally deflate, and pull out with a loud pop followed by a torrent of thick white cum, there’s no doubt about it: one moment of weakness was all it took… you wanted to be bred, and now it’s not just your cunt that’s been claimed by their fat knot, it’s your womb.

Fuuuuck I was tempted to keep this ask to myself because I came to this about three times, but I don't think it's fair to keep such a wonderful idea to myself...

Everything about this is so hot. I can't decide if I like the idea of being on my back or my front more. On my hands and knees is appealing, like the dog I am, pinned underneath the weight of whoever has mounted me. I'd be unable to get away no matter how much I cried or writhed, my legs forcibly spread as they fuck their knot into me.

But on the other hand... on my back, unable to look away from whoever has decided to breed me... I'd be so flushed with fear and arousal. My legs spread around their waste or pushed up into a mating press, feeling the weight and power behind the cock that's forcibly spreading my cunt, the knot just starting to catch on my hole.

Once it's in I think it'd be really painful, but no matter how much I sob, I can't get away from the fact that I'm tied. You're right, my womb is defenseless-- I acted like a dumb dog in heat and now I'm getting treated like one. I'd be able to feel every inch of their cock throbbing deep against my womb, my own cunt spread around the knot and pulsating around it, my clit on display. You could make me cum like that, rubbing on my clit and making fun of how I hump against you, my hairy butch cunt broken on your knot as I pull your sperm further and further towards my fertile womb. When you pulled out I'd whine, ostensibly in fear but you know the truth by the way my flushed, fucked out cunt would clench around nothing, cum dripping from my folds. I'd try to crawl away to clean up but the damage is already done.

Still won't stop you from giving it a few more goes, just to make sure it really takes.

"spam likers will be blocked" spam likers can cum in my mouth

I'm a lesbian but I want to belong to a man so so bad. Like I want to be forced to marry a man and to be devoted to him as his little cock sucking pet. Maybe once in a while he'll let me play with other dykes but we all know that they're gonna end up being converted like me. It's just so hot especially since I'm ovulating rn 🥺 I just wanna be filled up and I wanna dm you but I'm too shy 👉🏼👈🏼

Oh, you poor little thing… don’t you know those desires will only get even stronger once you take the next step? Don’t you want to be under a man’s control, to belong to him, to give up your sexual preferences, your autonomy, your independence, just so that you can please him a little bit better? How are you ever going to make that happen unless you try?

I might sound scary, but I’m really a huge softie when I’m not giving someone the push they really need. There are plenty of happily broken dykes in my DMs who can attest… how would you like to join their ranks? I hope to see you back here soon, anon… maybe the next time you’ve ovulating, when being shy doesn’t seem as important as filling that aching void inside you?

sent that long ask about the lesbian polycule, just wanted to say my gf proposed a 3some with him and I said yes aaaaa!

Even if I dont fuck him I'm gonna be naked in a bed with a man.

She asked you? She must’ve known how much you were craving it… I wonder what gave you away? Either way, that curiosity of yours is about to be sated… I wonder how much longer you’ll be able to hold out one you’re watching it happen firsthand. When you’re locking eyes with her as he pummels her insides with his cock, when she’s far too distracted with how good he feels to focus on eating your pussy, when you hear her enthusiastic begging for more drown out your own moans.

Are you going to finally know what a pussy tastes like when it’s been fucked full of a man’s cum? Are you going to find yourself on your knees for him the very same night? Are you going to spread your own legs for him the very first time you have the opportunity… or are you going to wait until the second time she invites you into their bed? And how much longer will it be before she extends the same invitation to your other girlfriends? You’d better take her up on the offer before you’re the last one on board…

Whatever happens, I hope you’ll keep us all apprised, lesbian polycule anon… we’ll have to see how much longer you can keep calling yourself that 😘

"Just the tip."

That’s what I like to call my favorite little game I play with shy, curious dykes. You know you shouldn’t let me fuck you raw. You only like girls, after all. You’re not on birth control. I’m too big for your tight virgin pussy. You can come up with whatever excuses you want. But now that we’ve gotten this far; now that your curiosity about men has finally gotten the better of you; now that you’ve finally caved and given in to that desperate craving for something warm and hard inside you; now that we’re both naked with my hard thick cock twitching inches away from your dripping cunt, your arousal is overpowering all of your inhibitions, and you know it’s far too late to go back.

So we reach this compromise. You allow me to fuck you, but no deeper than the tip of my cock. I agree, of course. I know exactly what’s going to happen, even if you still insist on pretending otherwise.

So I slide my tip inside you. I stretch you out, just a little bit. But there’s a problem. I can’t really fuck you like this, I say. I need to go a little deeper so that I have enough room to thrust without my dick falling out each time. You agree, but only just a little bit, just enough for me to have enough room to slide in and out. It makes sense, after all. It’ll feel so much better for both of us that way.

And then I start to thrust, just barely past the tip, as agreed upon. Only now, with the added pleasure, you’re even more aroused, and your pussy starts to open wider for me. Your body wants to feel more of me, even if your mind is still holding out. Those arms of yours wrapped around my back aren’t just resting there any more, they’re starting to pull me in automatically, little by little, deeper and deeper with each thrust. Do you notice my cock starting to press inside you further? Do you realize what’s happening? You’re certainly not complaining. All I can hear is your whimpers and moans, begging me to keep going. So we continue like that, me stretching you out bit by bit as your wet cunt pulls me in.

And then, inevitably, you slip up. Maybe you wrap your legs around me instinctively, maybe you pull me in just a little too hard, or maybe, in the throes of passion, you let out a “Deeper…” without realizing it, and I oblige you. Either way, your soaking wet pussy is all too eager to accept me, and all of a sudden, there’s a lot more dick inside you right now than there was a moment ago. My thick cock is buried inside you all the way to the hilt.

And then you freeze for a moment, as your eyes go wide and you realize that you’ve broken our little agreement. I love watching the gears in your head turn as you try to decide what to do next. It’s all so predictable. “Well,” you think, “we weren’t supposed to, but we’ve gone this far, what’s the harm in continuing? Especially when it feels so good…”

You could ask me to pull out. We could stop here, and go our separate ways. But that gnawing curiosity inside you would remain unsatisfied. Just a taste isn’t enough for you anymore. You need more. So you ask me to keep going. I happily obey. Now the full length of my cock is plunging in and out of you with each thrust, stretching you out, pushing against pleasurable parts in you that you didn’t know existed. And this time, I’m enjoying myself too.

I’m using your pussy for exactly what it was made for, pleasuring myself with your cunt as I pin your legs down to your sides and hold you down against the mattress with my weight. Maybe you feel a momentary pang of regret; maybe a brief thought of “we weren’t supposed to go this far…” flashes through your mind, but it fades in an instant as the tip of my cock bumps against your back walls. It feels too good, it feels natural, it feels right. And you can feel yourself getting close. You’re going to cum. You’re going to cum with a man’s cock deep inside you.

But I’ve been waiting for this moment. I’ve been timing my thrusts, riding the edge of my own orgasm, until I can tell you’re at the point of no return. I start to grunt as I thrust into you forcefully, and groan out that I’m going to cum. But you’re so close yourself, if I were to pull out now, you’d lose it. All that slow buildup, all that arousal would go to waste. So you clutch at me involuntarily, wrap your legs around my hips, buck and writhe as your body tries its hardest to coax the orgasm out of me. Maybe you even let out a moan. Maybe a whimper slips out: “Please cum inside me.” Did I really just say that? you think, but it’s far too late to do anything about it now. You cum, and so do I.

I plunge into you, balls deep, and I unload inside you, shooting rope after rope of hot cum splashing against your cervix. Your cunt contracts along my cock as it throbs and pulses, milking out every last drop into your eager womb.

And as we catch our breaths, and the high of your orgasm starts to fade, it hits you. Oops. That wasn’t supposed to happen. You were supposed to stay strong. But now there’s a man’s cock inside you, twitching and softening as my cum dribbles out of your stretched-out pussy. You should feel guilty, or ashamed, but you don’t. Instead, you feel a tinge of embarrassment. You’ve been calling yourself a lesbian all this time, but now your body’s given the game away. You’re hooked, and you’re going to keep coming back for more.

damn girl, you look like you are easily overpowered (flirting)