Coerced Sex Becomes Less Coerced

coerced sex becomes less coerced…

It’s been months now since we began our arrangement, and now my discomfort no longer stems from regularly sleeping with a man, but that I enjoy it.

I’ve stopped dating altogether. I tell myself I’m just not interested, but I know deep down it’s because I thought about him with the last girl I slept with. The shame and confusion after that is just too much to risk again…

Every month, after hours on end being used like a whore with his cum still warm deep inside me, I leave his apartment feeling right. The last few times I was even horrified to find myself reluctant to go. So I don’t even stop to think about it before I’m nodding vigorously when he says I should stay until Monday instead, his cock still twitching inside me.

Which is how I find myself on my knees, womb strangely warm and heavy from days of repeated breedings, grinding against his leg and lovingly worshiping his cock while he watches the Sunday game. He’s given me "studying material" since my first attempt at a blowjob, and the fact that I’ve apparently gotten better gives me a weird, warm pride that I prefer not to think about.

He doesn’t acknowledge me while the game is on, just sips his beer and occasionally pets my head, and I’ve never felt more like a pet. Being ignored only makes me work harder to get his attention. I think he’s doing it on purpose, and I hate how much that makes me drip.

It feels like I’ve been nuzzling and licking and suckling his cock for hours - I don’t even know how long a football game normally lasts - when he finally looks down at me. He’s turned the TV off, and I was too busy to notice. The only sounds in the room are the wet noises of my mouth on his crotch.

I never stop my work, reveling in his full attention as he finally smirks down at me. His rough fingers comb my hair back from my face, and I lean into it with a sigh without a thought. It all feels so natural now.

"You’ve been such a good girl," he says in that sickeningly sweet tone that always makes me blush and squirm in the worst way. "So patient, I can feel how wet you are," he nudges the shin I’m still humping against me, inducing a squeak. "I think you deserve a reward, don’t you?"

A few days ago, I might have been embarrassed by how enthusiastically I nod. His broadening sneer only makes my heart race harder. He guides me up to straddle his lap, pulling me close until my dripping pussy is pressed intimately against his cock, still wet with my spit. He chuckles when I instinctively thrust against him with a whimper.

He urges me higher with strong hands on my hips, guides his head to press lightly against my entrance, and then… settles back in his chair and watches me expectantly. I’m too desperate to wait any longer.

I let myself sink down onto his hot, throbbing dick with a humiliating groan. He’d fucked me only this morning, and yet it feels like forever since he’s stretched me. I fall forward until my breasts press to his broad chest, no longer strange, and bury my face in his neck.

I cling to him while I grind on his cock in an almost drunken haze, slowly swiveling my hips, clenching around him with every thrust, feeling his big, strong body against me. I find myself working for his orgasm instead of mine, but I don’t question it. That only seems natural.

It’s when I beg softly into his ear that he cums with a shuddering moan, his arms wrapping around me and crushing me into his body while he bucks impossibly deeper into me. As it almost always does, the frantic throbbing of his cock inside me and blissful warmth of his seed spreading through my belly send me over the edge too, moaning weakly as my whole body spasms.

I realize ten minutes later, still twitching in his possessive hold, that this had been a first. A big one.

Of all the times he had filled my pussy, it had always been by his choice and his actions. Bending me over the couch, or pinning me to the bed, or pressed into the wall of the shower. But this time, he hadn’t done a thing. I had milked him with my "lesbian" cunt like I’d die without his cum. I think there should be disgust or shame, but I just feel… full.

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I absolutely do! I’m very happy to receive any token of appreciation if you enjoy my blog: words of gratitude, pictures, fantasies… there’s nothing like hearing all about what you want me to do to your body, and then being shown what you want me to do it to ❤️

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“No, sweetie, it’s not comphet to have a crush on a fictional male character. Comphet is when I force you to suck this man’s cock because I get off on it. Now be a good girl for Mommy”

I’m too embarrassed to get off of anon but I crave a cock so badly yet I’ve never taken one before, so I recently purchased some dildos but I’m too small to take them no matter how much lube I use. I can never cram them deep enough :(

Don’t be shy anon, I don’t bite! I’m much more of a nibbler 😘

You poor thing… I can’t imagine what it’s like to want to try a cock so badly, but to be denied by your own inexperience. Don’t sweat it, and don’t lose hope… you’ll be surprised at how much your holes can accommodate once you practice enough. The key is edging and teasing yourself with just the tip until you’re too horny to care about how tight you are, and yes, more lube that you think you could possibly need.

Your holes were built for taking cock; they have a way of stretching themselves wider all on their own once you want it badly enough. And from there, it’ll just be a matter of keeping yourself as satisfied as you can before you’re finally ready to move on to the real thing…

Yes!! It’s this one: https://www.tumblr.com/brittmouse-spirals/757385891038756864/cumrag

Excellent taste, anon 😉

Hello. A hunter of smut on here. Any chance you've seen this fic floating about? I found it a month back, but frustratingly have not been able to relocate it since: It had "cumrag" in the title, and was about a woman getting cheated on by her girlfriend with a man... who then proceeded to also turn her by using his hypnotic penis to make her suck him off. The ending of the story had him using her lesbian pride patch to wipe off his cum

I have not, unfortunately! It sounds hot though, but I have trouble finding alot of that type of smut in the first place. 🥲 If it makes you feel better, there was an audio floating around that I wish I could find again with dykebreaking, and holy fuck I wanted to fan myself listening to it 🤣🤣