Isnt She Such A Good Toy?

Isn’t she such a good toy? 🥰

@fixed-orientation likes it when i'm embarrassed and often instructs me to do things that make me squirm or wanna hide under blankets.

the title 'Daddy' is much more embarrassing than 'Sir'. so he's tasked me with going through all the posts I've tagged him in and changing the hashtag to 'Daddy' instead which is what I have to refer to him as from now on.

feel like i'm gonna be so mortified by the end of this... but also really needy too :(

imagine the shock and horror on a lesbians face the first time a mans cock is slammed into her tight warm pussy. her eyes go wide and she's gasping and shaking because in her mind she realises, in the midst of crying out and screaming for the man to stop thrusting inside her, that she can never go another day in her life again without this feeling, without being fucked and filled and pumped full by a mans cock, no matter how hard of a dyke she proudly claimed to be. this is how it was always meant to be. this is the fulfillment she was always looking for. this is how she feels whole. this is the natural way to fuck. just as nature intended.

The fantasy I always go to is being coerced into sleeping with a man on a regular basis - a boss blackmailing me or a landlord taking sex for rent. I'm terrified and I dread the first session, it's all I can think about for weeks until it's finally time.

he leads me, shaking, into his bedroom. He tells me to take off my clothes and my heart races as he watches me, a bulge rising in his pants. I wonder how big it is, and shiver in what has to be terror when he shows me. I'm appalled to find myself wet when I pull down my panties.

He wants to keep it simple the first time, or I might be scared off, and he has big plans for me. So he lays me on my back and settles over me, and I feel the weight of a man pressing me into the mattress for the first time. His cock is pressed against my pussy and it feels so hard, so impossibly hot against me, I can't help but gasp.

He fills me slowly, and at first it hurts. He's bigger than anything else I've ever taken. I squirm under him, whimpering, and he holds me down more firmly, whispering in my ear as he buries himself so deep inside me I can feel his balls heavy against my ass, "you're taking it so well, such a good girl. How does it feel to lose your virginity?"

My whole body shudders, dripping pussy twitching around his cock. He smirks at me, but all I can do is gasp and whimper. He pulls out just as slowly, until just the head is inside, but before I can think about the needy sigh that leaves me I'm being filled again. Over and over, until the ache starts to feel good.

So good I stop thinking about the thing filling me so perfectly, or who it's attached to. I wrap my legs around him without thought, pulling him deeper. My hands releasing their death grip on the sheets and moving over a strangely hard, hairy chest, scratching over his sweaty back, tugging at his hair. I don't even think to protest when his mouth covers mine, just obediently suckle on his tongue through my now unrestrained moans.

I've never cum from penetration alone before, and yet I can feel the pressure building low in my stomach. His thrusts have become more frantic, his breathing fast and hot in my mouth. He only pulls out a few inches now, slamming back into me with a deep grunt in an increasingly jagged rhythm.

Somehow, in some dark part of my brain, I know what's about to happen. Suddenly, I'm terrified again - he never put on a condom. I never asked him too, I didn't even think about it. I'd never had to use one before.

"No, wait, please don't-" I start to beg, muffled by his mouth, but it only seems to push him over the edge faster. He ruts into me with long groan, somehow hitting deeper than I thought possible. I feel his hard cock throb, then jerk, then burst inside of me, thick ropes of his cum hot against my cervix. It feels endless, flooding me with him, filling my belly with his warmth.

I cum on his twitching cock with a shameful moan, writhing under his weight, my hips rolling and pussy spasming uncontrollably, milking him with my dripping lesbian pussy until I collapse, dazed and stupid. The deal is the whole night, so he keeps me like that, twitching on his half-hard cock for hours until dawn, until it's time to return to normalcy and try to pretend this didn't happen until the next month.

But every session is more intense. He makes me do more and more depraved things, stay for longer and longer. And I don't argue, because it feels so good. It feels so right. Eventually I don't even try to leave anymore...

So consider…

Corrupting two women who are dead sure they are not attracted to men (be they asexual, lesbian or something third) by telling them they can’t cum till they both beg for cock.

One of them might be proud and stubborn, she is certain that she will never break regardless of how long it takes or how hard she is edged. The other…is not like that. She is used to orgasming several times a week, sometimes several times a day and going without is a hard cold turkey. It isn’t long before she, shyly, whisper in your ear how she yearns to feel your cock inside her. Would you tell her to speak up? Show her friend how quickly she succumbed? Regardless she has to wait till the stubborn one breaks too. Maybe she begins edging her friend when you aren’t around to speed up the process? Urging her to give in, to break. Surely she can take your cock just this once? It doesn’t prove anything.

Or maybe the two decide to stay strong together, prolonging both their miseries as they urge the other not to give in. Desperately holding hands as they twist, tug and cry in their confinements, each edge driving them closer to the brink. Any chance of withstanding would break as soon as the first one gives in, her friend just as defeated as had it been herself.

Regardless of the outcome, once they have had the chance to cum on a real cock there is no going back.

All those stories you read about people who’ve tried it and loved it can only take you so far. Those humiliating accounts that make your face burn as you realize how badly you want to know what it feels like, even if you shouldn’t. Even the most detailed description, the most lifelike silicone toy can only provide you a fraction of what the real thing can. And so that curiosity is doomed to become a fascination, and then an obsession. Just keep reminding yourself: there’s only one way to find out.

There’s always gonna be this wondering curiosity roaming in my mind when I feel a dildo entering inside me… How hot does a real, throbbing cock feel stretching my wet hole? When a man empties inside you, how dirty and good do you feel being used to pleasure a man so focused on his own pleasure..?

I will always wonder

stone butch pussy is the tightest and will definitely need as many cocks as possible to break into a soft gushing, cock hungry fuck hole