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I feel like my ribcage is cracking beneath the weight of my depression

What I'd give to have someone choking on my dick. Tears streaming down their cheeks and I pull out of their throat just as they're about to puke.

I'd give them a second to get themselves together before shoving their head down on it again.

Content: F!reader spends her last moments being fucked by a stranger (me UwU)

Content Warnings: Non-consensual, implied murder, sadism, sneaking into "your" house.

Context: Just venting out some frustration.

I want to grab you by the waist with one hand and cover your mouth with the other while I fuck you. Letting you scream into my palm so that, when I lower my hand to match the other, your voice is too raw to cry out for help.

Go on, scream. Or do I need to gag you so I can fuck your voice out of you properly? ... That's a good girl.

I'd dig my nails into your skin as I use your love handles to pull you into each thrust. Making sure to fuck you too stupid to remember my face. I want to feel you tighten around my cock as I fuck you senseless.

I won't stop until I'm done with you so you better quit your bitching and take it. Or don't. Something about the way you cry is really starting to grow on me.

And to think it would've been your husband fucking you instead of me if one of you dumbasses hadn't left the window unlocked for me to creep in. Now his corpse is sitting in the corner watching you get railed by some stranger. What a cuck. Watching his wife cum on a stranger's cock. And she is gonna cum on it, isn't she? Say she is. Say you'll cum on my cock.

And, for being such a good girl, I'll let you cum on it raw so I can give you something of my own. That'll leave some evidence though and I can't have you walking around with evidence dripping down your thighs. Don't worry. I'll wash you up and give you and your husband a real nice burrial out back. How's that sound? It sounds good doesn't it? Say it sounds good. ... You're such a good girl.

Extrasexual, Supersexual or Megasexual Pride Post

As a person who has always had an unusual interest in sex and sexuality, and a high sex drive to match…I’ve often felt othered by my peers and culturally pressured to suppress that aspect of myself. In fact, the stigmatization is so bad it took me almost 30 years to notice that all the words we have to talk about highly sexual people are exclusively for disordered sexuality. This led me to work on creating an identity and flag for people like me, who are highly sexual, but not in a way that negatively impacts life. Flag Meaning Green represents consent, communication and respect. It takes up the most space, and is in the center because consent is the foundation of healthy sexuality. Purple represents sensuality, intimacy and vulnerability Warm pink represents physicality, carnality and play Black represents support for risk-aware consensual kink exploration FAQ

What is extrasexual and what is supersexual? Megasexual?? The terms can be used interchangeably. A supersexual, extrasexual or megasexual person is someone who is highly sexual, but not in a way that is causing them distress or damaging their life. This is contrasted with hypersexuality, which is a medical term meant for people who have a disordered relationship with their high sex drive. Extrasexual people can be slutty, or desire to be slutty, or they may just hold sex and sexuality as a hyper-fixation. If sex is such an important part of your life that demonization of sex negatively impacts you: this identity may be for you. Isn’t that just ‘horny’? While it’s true that extrasexual, supersexual or megasexual people are often horny, the word horny is not an identity, it’s a feeling. As such, people of all identities, (even some ace people) can feel horny. Extrasexuality, megasexuality and supersexuality are terms exclusively for people with a much higher than average sex drive or interest in sex/sexuality.

Why do these identities need to exist? First, to combat stigma. The stigmatization of sex and the people who are passionate about sex in our culture is often so pervasive that it’s invisible. It’s easier to bring attention and respect to these issues if we have terms that people can take seriously. Second, to create community. It’s useful to have terms and a flag to rally under, so people who have suffered in similar ways can connect and offer each other the kind of support you can only get from people who understand your experience directly.

Are extrasexual, supersexual and/or megasexual 'queer’? Are we doing LGBTQIAES+ now??? No. Though many queer people are also extrasexual/supersexual, having a high sex drive alone is not enough to warrant inclusion under those labels. While extrasexual, megasexual and supersexual people experience stigma and shame for who they are, that shame is not rooted in homophobia. The communities can support one another effectively as allies.

What ways are extrasexual/supersexual/megasexual people stigmatized? To begin with, many of the world’s largest religions mandate modesty, chastity and sexual purity. Women in particular are considered heathens or sinners for engaging in perfectly consensual and safe sex, especially outside of marriage. All throughout human history women have been stoned to death, burned alive and otherwise killed in the name of sexual purity. Even today, many women feel extreme shame about their own bodies, and guilt for enjoying sex.

Men are often expected to be extrasexual, even when they are not. They’re pressure to pursue sex in unhealthy and coersive ways in order to establish social standing. As a result, men who are extrasexual may be rewarded if they are considered conventionally attractive and socially intelligent in their social circles. For extrasexual men who are not considered conventionally attractive, or live with nuerodivergency like autism however, are likely to be considered inherently predatory if they even mention sex. Sexuality has also been legally controlled in a myriad of ways, from the criminalization of sex work, to decency laws controlling what types of bodies can even appear in porn. 

Aren’t overly sexual people dangerous? Anyone, regardless of their personal relationship with sex can violate consent. Consent is especially important when it comes to the topic of sex and sexuality because bodies are highly personal to us. While sex has the potential to be a very intimate and bonding experience, it’s that same vulnerability that can create risk. Many people have had experiences where their bodies were not respected, and as a result have been hurt or now live with trauma. Being extrasexual/supersexual/megasexual is NEVER an excuse not to respect consent. That’s why the color green, representing consent, is in the center of the extrasexual/supersexual/megasexual pride flag, and also takes up the most space. It’s the absolute foundation of a strong community that prioritizes reducing harm.

Sadly, it’s the stigmatization of sex that has led people to feel afraid to have the open dialogues that are required for creating a strong consent culture. It’s led people to feel ashamed to seek help when something has happened to them.  https://www.consent.academy/book.html is an invaluable resource on how we can work together to build a consent culture that works for everyone, supersexual/extrasexual/megasexual or otherwise.

Choking Safety

I've been seeing some kind of scare-mongering type posts going around about choking during sex, so I wanted to address how to approach choking in a safe way. Choking is not a 0 risk activity, but it is also not so dangerous that you will just randomly die either. Anyone who does martial arts will confirm that thousands of teenagers are being successfully trained to choke each other safely (for self defense) every day! There's no reason you can't learn to do it too.

First you should be familiar with some basic anatomy of the neck and throat:

The carotid veins on both sides of the neck and the trachea/windpipe in the center are the most important things to be aware of. If you want to enjoy the psychological element of having someone's hands around your neck with relatively little risk, you can do "choking" play that avoids putting any pressure on those arteries or the trachea. As with all choking play, safety is highest when both parties are fully sober. I'm not actually sure if there are people out there who are into having the windpipe or trachea blocked. This tends to hurt like fuck and cause an autonomic choking response. You'll know if you went too far center because generally the bottom will be like "WTH". I don't know if there is a way to do this play safely or not as I don't have experience with it. It probably carries some risk of the trachea collapsing which would be a hospital trip for sure. Most choking play is done with the intention of cutting off the blood supply to the brain by applying pressure to both the left and right carotid arteries. This type of choking is not really "breath play" because of the way it works (though many people refer to it that way.) This creates a pleasant light headed feeling, but is also where the higher risk comes in. It often doesn't take long for a person to lose consciousness once these arteries are blocked, often less than 10 seconds. Sometimes getting completely choked out is the goal, sometimes not. Either way, the top has to pay very very careful attention to every aspect of their bottom's body language. Once you realize that a person has lost consciousness, the choking must stop immediately. Because of this: the most dangerous way to do this kind of play is alone. (hence all the auto-erotic asphyxiation deaths you hear about) It goes without saying that intoxication also dramatically increases the risks. It's not recommended to lose consciousness this way on a regular basis. It's just not good for your brain to repeatedly go through, especially in rapid succession. Generally, the more time spaced out between this type of play: the better. Though some people may have medical conditions that make the risk higher, as long as you stop choking when you reach the desired headspace, this play is approachable. Anyone who's REALLY into the idea but feels unsure or scared, I highly recommend taking a few martial arts classes. MMA guys do this to each other all the time! For sports! The key is just stopping at the right time. There are two main ways to go about blocking the carotid arteries. The main one used in martial arts and self defense is the rear naked choke.

This type of choke is incredible effective at choking someone out quickly and easily. The forearm and the bicep are squeezing each artery until the desired effect is achieved. The risk here is how quickly it works in combination with not being able to have a visual on your bottom's facial response. When someone loses consciousness they will go limp and begin twitching somewhat. This is normal, and you should stop immediately if you notice those signs. The more common method of choking play during sex is what looks more like typical choking. Facing your partner, using both hands.

You want to find the arteries with both hands, and use the meat at the base of your thumbs to apply gradually increasing pressure upwards towards your partner's head. You can keep the thumbs tucked to avoid accidental pressure on the windpipe. (Though this is not required so long as you remember not to apply pressure to the windpipe.) This type of play has a few safety benefits. First, you can see your partner's face so it's more obvious when you can see they've hit a headspace that is desirable. Additionally, it's just a little more difficult to find the arteries and push up on them correctly. If your goal is to get a little light headed without losing consciousness, this is more easily accomplished with this type of choke. However, losing consciousness is still a risk and both partners being fully alert will ensure the lowest risk environment. I know choking play is incredibly popular, even 'vanilla' people participate in this type of play on a regular basis without really knowing the technical details. Most of them don't get seriously hurt...but knowing what you're actually doing with risky play is a base component of risk aware consensual kink. Anyway I hope people find this helpful! Happy choking!!

Content: A little misunderstanding regarding Lucas's feelings about his boyfie in a skirt: Part 1

Content Warnings: N/A

Context: I ran out of steam near the end and lost the motivation to finish. I'll make a part 2 at some point.

Lucas had been distant for the past few days. Ever since Jude asked him how he'd look in a skirt, it's been as if there was a sort of bubble around him that he was determined to stay out of. Jude knew skirts were usually a “girl thing” but he was curious. Especially since Lucas seemed to really enjoy seeing them. He'd never admit it but Jude could tell. Whenever Lucas saw a woman in a skirt, it was like how an animal's ears perked up when something caught their attention. The only difference would be that it was Jude wearing the piece of fabric instead of a woman. A difference Jude didn't think Lucas would care too much about but apparently he was wrong. Lucas responded with a “You'd look nice.” and hadn't looked at him longer than a second since.

“Lucas, would you rather be with a woman?” Jude suddenly asked while accompanying his partner on one of his smokes on the back porch. “... What?” Lucas asked, glancing at Jude before quickly shifting his gaze to look just over the atra's shoulder. “Would you rather be with a woman?” Jude repeated himself. “N-no?” Lucas answered, confused. “Do you wish I was a woman?” Jude asked. “No?” Lucas answered, now looking directly at Jude for what felt like the first time in months. Jude felt heat rise up into his face as the roles were reversed and it was him who couldn't bring himself to look at Lucas. “Have you… lost interest in me?” He asked, suddenly uncomfortable under the gaze he had missed so badly. “Of course not. Where's this coming from?” Lucas's cold shoulder melted almost instantly with a warmth that caught Jude off guard. “Do you dislike the idea of me wearing a skirt?” Jude asked. Face hot with embarrassment. “No, I just-” Lucas took a step back. “I think you'd look nice in a skirt.” He murmured, turning his face away. “Then why haven't you been able to look at me since I asked about it?” Jude's shyness gave way to frustration. Lucas bit at the butt of his cigarette before letting out a sigh. “Jude, is it ok if I show you something?” He asked. Turning just enough to catch Jude out of the corner of his eye, holding the cigarette in a way that covered the lower half of his face with his hand. Jude didn't say anything verbally but he would've made it clear if his answer had been a no. Lucas took a drag before letting out the smoke in a breath of anxious irritation. “You have to close your eyes first. I'm gonna have you feel something.” He pussyfooted. Jude shot him a look before doing as Lucas said. He felt the man gently grab his wrist and lightly guide it. He heard some shifting before Lucas's voice. “You ready?” The man asked. Jude nodded, heart pounding in anticipation. He trusted Lucas but couldn't dull his senses down. Like a cat with its fur sticking upright. He didn't know what he expected but almost jumped when the almost of his hand made contact with something solid. An outline of something protruding from what felt like denim. “You feel that?” Lucas's breath was raspy as he guided the atra's hand up its length. Jude nodded. Is this his- “You can open your eyes now.” Lucas breathed. Jude's suspicion was confirmed as he opened his eyes to see the palm of his hand cupping Lucas's crotch. “I didn't wanna make you feel like- you had to wear something you didn't wanna wear just to please me.” Lucas struggled to keep his composure as he spoke. “But I think you'd look really, really nice in a skirt.” He shuddered. The light brush of Jude's hand making his cock twitch visibly in his pants as every fiber of his being begged for more.

Jude swallowed the drool that had started to collect in his mouth as he held Lucas's member. He had never wanted anything down his throat more. Lucas let go of Jude's wrist once he felt the atra pull away. “S-sorry.” He apologized, assuming it was out of discomfort. “I shouldn't've done that without telling you first. ‘M sorry. I wasn't thinking. You just make me so-” Lucas started to ramble as Jude pushed him back enough to stand. “Lucas.” He interrupted. “Sit down.” He said.

Content: Humping someone's leg knowing full well how much they despise you.

Content Warnings: Non-consensual, slight degradation, slight exhibitionism, somewhat obsessive, one-sided "love".

Oh God they were perfect. So fucking perfect. You loved them. You didn't need them to love you back. Not with the way they were looking down at you. Such a strong reaction of utter disgust that made you shudder as you grinded against their leg like a bitch in heat. Your crotch left a wet spot on their shoe as you memorized the contempt on their face. You were drunk off their attention.

The friction of them trying to shake you off their leg unintentionally brought you closer to your climax. Fuck. They were so fucking perfect. They were making you feel so fucking good. You wanted to show them what they were doing to you. How good they were making you feel. Your love was building up inside of you and, with one more kick, it all came spilling out. On their leg, their shoe, the floor. You couldn't stop it. You didn't want to stop it. You confessed your love to them over and over again as your body shook.

You reached down to rub the rest of it out of you. To show them what you did to yourself when you thought of them. God you loved them. You loved them. You couldn't stop repeating it as you fucked yourself with your fingers.

Content: Angry ramblings about my psychiatrist.

Content Warnings: Questionable consent, adultery, degrading insults, revenge sex(?), implications of medical negligence.

Context: I don't like my psychiatrist. She's a bitch and I want to have sex with her.

She makes me so mad, I just want to bend her over her desk and make her scream. If she put as much effort into being my fucking psychiatrist as she does spreading her legs for her husband, I'd probably be a completely different person by now. And she knows it too. She has to. She's just toying with me. Seeing how much of a fool she can make out of me until I finally snap and give her the dicking she's been begging for. Because why else would she be such an insufferable bitch?

That's alright though. If she wants to be a female dog so bad, I'll fuck her like one. Right in her office too. What I'd do to have that slut on her knees so I could fuck some sense into her empty skull. I'd fuck her better than her husband ever could. Give her some incentive to actually do her job. Even if it doesn't, seeing her go from a smug, shit-eating grin to drooling on my cock would probably solve all my issues by itself.

Content: AFAB reader with clitoromegaly fingered against their will.

Content Warnings: Degrading insults, slight sadism, slight exhibitionism, non-consensual.

Context: Just a quick vent.

Extra Context: Clitoromegaly, aka macroclitoris, is when the clit of an AFAB individual is abnormally large. For example, a clit that is 2 inches in length. More info here.

They pinned you to the wall with their body while grabbing your crotch. Causing you to squirm as their warm palm rubbed over your cunt, brushing against your bulging clit. "Shameless bitch. Making a mess like this in public." They growled amorously, feeling the result of your body's betrayal leaking through your panties. You turned your face away, not wanting to look at them as they pushed your underwear to the side, feeling just how wet you had gotten. “Your pussy’s fucking drooling.” They said before pressing their fingers against your entrance. You panicked. "N-no!" You tried to push them away, earning yourself a pinch. "Don't even try. Your pussy's practically begging for it." They hissed, squeezing the shaft of your clit between their thumb and index finger with one hand before pushing their fingers into you with the other.

Suggestively sucking Dorito dust off my fingers (with rizz)

Casual little reminder about your self inserts

Be as OP as you fucking want.

Make yourself a god

give yourself superpowers

give yourself a tail and horns or wings or anything you want!

Let your s/i change the entire plot to be how you like.

Make your s/i a shapeshifter or a vampire or an elf.

Even if it doesn't fit in Canon. I don't care. Your s/i is completely indulgent to you. What matters is that you enjoy yourself.

I make the rules. Im not sorry about it. That's how it is.

Your f/o loves you so so much. Doesn't care if you're human or an alien or whatever. They love you for you.

Coming from someone who literally made a goddess s/i at one point. Just have fun with it

Content: M!reader fucking a Minecraft slime.

Content Warnings: Monster-fucking, taking advantage of a mob, degrading insults, shame kink, rough fucking, slightly primal.

Context: A long-time fantasy of mine, written by a dickless virgin.

Context: Slimes are little/big dummies that spawn everywhere in flat, aka "superflat", world types. More info here.

You were working on a particularly large build in your creative world when your mind had started to wander. You hadn't realized that the wet squelching of slimes you had grown so used to had wormed their way into your imagination until you became uncomfortably aware of how hard you had become at the thought of fucking one. You knew it was wrong. These were brainless creatures that threw themselves off the builds they spawned on with no hesitation. They had to be one of the dumbest things you had ever laid your eyes on. But that's largely what turned you on. There was something about that wrongness that sent shivers down your spine. The depravity of fucking something that didn't even have the agency to breed with its own species made your cock twitch in your pants.

You weren't sure what you were expecting when you placed a hand on the surface of the cube. It was cool and just barely firm enough to hold a shape. Something almost primal in you couldn't help but let out a pleasured groan as you dug your nails into its moist, squishy body. Pushing it into the ground to keep it still. You pulled out your dick with your other hand and palmed yourself until it was slick with precum and goo. “O-Oh shit.” You breathed as the head of your cock penetrated the surface layer. It was like the slime was sucking you in. You pushed until your dick was completely buried into its translucent body. Oh God the sounds this thing made once you pulled out and thrusted back in. You weren't in your right mind. You couldn't have been. The wet slapping of your body against the slime, the squelching of your cock sliding in and out of the hole you'd mercilessly fucked into its side, the sheer degeneracy of using a creature half your size to pleasure yourself as if it was a fucktoy. You railed the little shit until your cock head was getting caught inside its spongy core. You threw your head back in pleasure as you blew everything you had into the dumbass you had pinned to the ground. You were taking this to your grave.

Content: Obsessive ramblings tweaked for consumption.

Content Warnings: Obsessive ramblings, slight necro, slight implications of assault, slight violence.

Context: My concept of love is... strange, to say the least. I was bullied and ostracized by my peers growing up so when people actually gave me the time of day, it made me like this.

Your head was spinning, heart pounding, ears ringing loudly. You adored them. You absolutely fucking adored them. You couldn't breathe. You adored them. You'd let them do anything to you. Anything. You'd kill for them. They were perfect. Absolute perfection. If only they knew what just the thought of them did to you.

You adored them. You felt like you were going to pass out. You adored them. You couldn't believe they gave you the time of day. Most of them never seemed bothered or inconvenienced by you and would make sure you didn't feel left out. The others, you were just grateful they allowed you to share the same space as them. You'd let them do anything to you. You'd let them kill you and fuck your body. You'd let them violate you in the worst ways possible.

Fuck they were so perfect. You can't help but touch yourself to the thought of them. Touching yourself, imagining it was them. Imagining them watching you touch yourself. If only they knew how often the thought of them made you cum. How aroused just sitting next them made you. The things you'd let them do to you. Oh God. You loved them. This was love in its purest form. It had to be.

Content: A ghost fingers you durring class.

Content Warnings: Exhibitionism, degradation, praise, slight humiliation kink.

Context: I had a vision.

Having them whisper in your ear all day was driving you mad. "That's a good girl." They purred as you diligently took notes from the lecture. Their hands fondling your breasts, causing your mind to drift. Your breath hitched as their hands moved down your body. "Shhh. Unless you want the whole room knowing what a slut you are." They whispered, reaching beneath your skirt to rub your throbbing cunt. "Oh~" they gasped. "You really are a slut aren't you? So wet for me already." They said, reaching into your panties with one hand while rubbing a finger over your nipple with the other. "You've been waiting for this haven't you?" The spirit said, sinking two cold fingers into your pussy. Deliberately making quick movements so their fingers made a wet squelching inside of you. "You hear that? You hear how wet your pussy is for me?" They asked, fucking you even harder with their fingers, only slowing down after you let out a choked gasp. "Who's that?" You heard someone whisper as a few students looked around. The humiliation almost pushing you over the edge.

Content: F!reader fucked by a sculk sensor and warden REMASTERED

Content Warnings: Monster-fucking, overstimulation, questionable consent.

Context: https://www.tumblr.com/satyric7nymph/752789108547600384/content-freader-fucked-by-a-sculk-sensor-and?source=share

Context: The sculk sensor is a block added to Minecraft in version 1.19, The Wild Update. This block senses vibrations and gives off a redstone signal in response, also triggering sculk shriekers within range. More info here.

Careful not to make any noise, you quietly approached the sensor. Its unfortunate generation setting it out of range of the others, much to your benefit as you positioned yourself over one of its tentacles. You bit at your lip to keep from yelping as the tongue-like appendage slid back and forth across your cunt, leaving a trail of slime in its wake. You reached down to guide the tip inside you. It was cold and hard to get a grip of but holy hell was it worth it as you inched your way down from the slim tip to the thicker base.

Choked gasps and wet squelchs echoed off the walls of the cave as the tentacle squirmed inside of you. Your hips grinded against the foliage(?) as sprouts licked at your swollen clit. You didn't know what to do with yourself. You weren't thinking. Your back arched and you sent a hand back to support yourself so you didn't fall. Your palm slapped against deepslate, somewhat cushioned by a sculk vein but not enough to avoid setting off the sensor. You clapped your other hand over your mouth, the sound triggering the sensor further as its tentacles began to writhe frantically. Pushing against your walls, rubbing your g-spot, the sprouts reaching up into your pussy lips as if they were determined to stimulate every inch of your labia. Tears welled up in your eyes as it fucked you. Legs trembling, pussy squirting, body convulsing uncontrollably. It was just too fucking good. The weight and movement caused your hand to slip and you hit your head as you fell.

Context: The warden is a mob added to Minecraft in version 1.19, The Wild Update. This mob senses vibrations and sniffs the air to locate and persue other mobs. More info here.

You woke up to a piercing headache. As if someone took an ice pick and dug it in through one end of your skull and it came out the other. Thuh-dum. You would've mistaken it as your own heartbeat if it wasn't followed by a clicking chirp. You opened your eyes to find a massive humanoid figure looming over you. Sculk veins hung from its antlers and an eerie glow came from within its exposed ribcage. Its cool breath brought you out of your frozen state, allowing you to let out a horrified scream. The warden's antlers seemed to react to your voice. Their dull glow rising as the creature let out an anguished cry, raising its arms and sending them down, cracking the deepslate on each side of you. You covered your mouth as you sobbed. The echo of the warden's anger dying down until the only sounds in the cave were your muffled cries, the warden's staticy growl, and the thuh-dum of its heart. You tried not to yelp when you felt something wet dripping onto your thigh. You looked down to see it was leaking out from the warden. There was a wet squelching as something moved inside of the warden's groin. You watched in horror as a dark tentacle emerged from its body, positioned between your legs. Similar to the skulk sensor, it left a trail of cold slime as it began to slither up your thigh. “N-Nuh-” You began to cry out. Earning an annoyed snarl from the warden, reminding you to keep quiet.

The appendage made its way to your cunt. Squeezing its tapered tip into your vagina until you were stretched to your limit at the base. Tears welled up in your eyes as your body threatened to tear. Your hands trembled as they contained the sobs you failed to choke back. You were terrified. So why was your pussy loving every second of it? The beast above you grunted. Its cock continuing to swell with whatever it had coursing through its veins as you squeezed around it. God it felt so good. The appendage writhed inside of you, easily making it's way through your tightness and pushing against your walls until you squirted. The warden fucked you through your orgasms, one after another, tolerating the sound of your voice in favor of its own impending release.

You felt your stomach swell as the warden's load poured into you. Its body began to rock, giving you a few good thrusts as if to pack its load in before its penis retracted back into its body. You were barely conscious enough to hear the creature burrow beneath the ground to return to where it had been sleeping, leaving you a completely fucked out mess, gushing cum as you rode out the last waves of your orgasm.

Content: Something fluffy and gender neutral

Content Warnings: Slight Dom-sub dynamic, hickeys described as bruises

Context: Depression has been kicking my ass. I might as well take inspiration from it

With the smallest touch, they brought you to life. The palm of their hand cupping your face had your lungs filling with air, skin covered in goosebumps, heart pounding in your chest, heat spreading throughout your body. They filled the pit in your stomach with butterflies as they pressed their lips against yours. The one taste in days that hadn't been bland being that of their tongue. The soft touch beneath your shirt breathed familiarity into the body that had felt so foreign just a few minutes before. They removed your shirt. Then next were your pants. Then underwear. “Open your mouth for me baby.” your partner cooed. You did what you were told, opening your mouth for them to stick two fingers in. Once their fingers were slick enough, they pulled them out of your mouth and pushed them into you from below. Your back arched as you mewled. Your voice was music to their ears. They treated your body as if its shape was molded in gold as you melted at their touch. Handling each and every inch of you with care. They were gentle even when leaving bruises on your neck and torso. And when you came, they ducked between your legs to drink it in like wine.

If you're struggling to write sex, write food. if you're struggling to write food, write gore. if you're struggling to write gore, write sex. They're all variations on the same themes.

Content: F!reader fucked by a sculk sensor and warden. (Kinda shitty. I got bored halfway through then gave up. I'll make a remastered at some point.)

Content Warnings: Monster-fucking, overstimulation

Context: The sculk sensor is a block added to Minecraft in version 1.19, The Wild Update. This block senses vibrations and gives off a redstone signal in response, also triggering sculk shriekers within range. More info here.

Careful not to make any noise, you quietly approached the sensor. Its unfortunate generation setting it out of range of the others, much to your benefit as you positioned yourself over one of its tentacals. You bit at your lip to keep from yelping as the tongue-like appendage slid back and forth across your cunt, leaving a cool trail of slime in its wake. You reached down to guide the tip inside you. It was cold and hard to get a grip of but holy hell was it worth it as you inched your way down from the slim tip to the thicker base.

Context: The warden is a mob added to Minecraft in version 1.19, The Wild Update. This mob senses vibrations and sniffs the air to locate and persue other mobs. More info here.

Choked gasps and wet squelchs echoed off the walls of the cave as the tentacle squirmed inside of you. Your hips grinded against the foliage(?) as sprouts licked at your swolen clit. You didn't know what to do with yourself. You weren't thinking. Your back arched and you sent a hand back to support yourself so you didn't fall, palm slapping against deepslate. You didn't even have time to realize your mistake before the vibration reached the sensor. You clapped a hand over your mouth as your entire body convulsed. Tears welled up in your eyes as the sensor fucked you stupid, pussy squirting uncontrollably. Your arm gave out from beneath you and your felt yourself fall back.

You woke up to a piercing headache. As if someone took an ice pick and dug it in through one end of your skull and it came out the other. thuh-dum. You would've mistaken it as your own heartbeat if it wasn't followed by a clicking chirp. You jolted upright to find a large, humanoid figure dragging its body across the cave as if it was struggling to support its own weight. thuh-dum. The creature seemed to glow like sculk, most noticeably were its antlers and abdomen. As if on cue, it opened it's mouth and let out a staticy moan, causing its dull glow to slowly rise before ebbing. The deep bass shaking lose a fearful whimper. The warden froze, letting out a curious hum before sniffing the air. thuh-dum. The warden suddenly snapped its head in your direction. Letting out a low groan as it began to lumber towards you. "N-no! Stay back!" You cried. The warden's antlers seemed to react to your voice. Their dull glow rising as the creature let out an agitated cry, shrinking away for a moment before letting out a low growl as it picked up its pace. You were frozen with frear. Looking up at the hulking creature towering over you. Even if you were standing, you'd probably only be just below its shoulders. Now that you had a good view, you realized the light coming from its abdomen was moving. Little balls of light trapped behind what you assumed was bone. It was as if the orbs were staring back at you. Were those... thuh-dum. This was it. This was how you were going to die. The warden was going to kill you. At least, that's what you thought before you noticed a clear substance leaking from a slit in its crotch. What was it? Something pushed up from beneath the slit, causing more of the fluid to spill out. The creature let out a labored groan before something dark and slimy slid out. It looked like a sensor's tentacal except way larger. It was thick and long and laid limp between its legs, slowly coming to life. The warden made a low sound like when you first heard it m, tilting its head back as the tentacle licked at your face. Was this its... thuh-dum. The appendage snaked its way down your body. Feeling you out blindly. You bit your lip once it made its way to your breasts. Like a large tongue, it lapped at the skin. Curiously lingering on your nipples, making you squirm, before moving on, down to your abdomen. You didn't realize how we you were until you let out a needy whine. Much to the warden's apparent annoyance. But it didn't stop. It's dick determined to find a hole to fill in. You were getting impaitent. You grabbed the member and guided it down further to your cunt. The warden groaned as its dick found something warm to push inside of.

Alright I'm done. Yadda yadda, you got fucked and lived happily ever after, the end. Yippee!

Content: Some somewhat rough sex between two male OCs of mine

Content Warnings: Biting, light choking, maybe not primal play but definitely not vanilla either, kinda forcefull but not forced

Lucas's trembling hands were fumbling with the house key when Jude opened the door for him from the other side. "Shit." Lucas had planned on coming home, spending some quality time with his right hand in the bathroom, calming himself down with a cigarette, and having his shit together by the time Jude got home from doing whatever it was he did to occupy himself while Lucas was at work. But here Jude was. Standing in some basketball shorts and one of Lucas's T-shirts, locs pulled back, smelling like bodywash. Lucas couldn't help himself.

Before Jude could open his mouth to say anything, Lucas's lips were pressed against his. He hadn't even made it through the door. He was just so... he needed Jude and he needed him now. Jude pushed the door shut as Lucas pulled him into the kiss. “Lucas, I need to- lock- the door.” Jude tried to break away but Lucas held him strong. He turned around to pin the atra against the door. Holding him with one hand and twisting the bottom lock with his other as he hungrily kissed at Jude's neck. “Lucas, what's gotten into yo-” Jude started before gasping at the feeling of Lucas's teeth digging into his trapezius. Lucas was a large man, 6'1 and muscular. He was aware of his strength and normally tried to hold back his aggression until he was certain that his partner wanted it and even then he restrained himself until was pushed over the edge. This was completely out of character but Jude certainly wasn't going to ask him to stop.

“‘M sorry. 'M sorry.” Lucas murmured between kisses. “I've been so horny all day an' -" he paused to leave a hickey. "I've been thinking about you an'- what I wanna do to you an'- needing you all fuckin' day." He couldn't pull himself away long enough to speak. "I need you. I need you- I need you- I need you." Precum crated a wet spot in his work khakis.

“Upstairs.” Jude hummed, bringing Lucas back up to his mouth for a french kiss. Lucas reached down and lifted Jude onto his waist. The friction causing him to tug a fistful of Lucas's hair as the man carried him up the stairs. Lucas closed the bedroom door with a kick while Jude unclipped his lanyard with a tug and tossed it aside, kissing beneath Lucas's chin with a hand lightly squeezing around his neck, feeling his Adam's apple bob against his palm. Lucas laid him on the bed while the two undressed themselves. Judes hair had come down at some point but he'd find the band later. Lucas's dick sprung free from his boxers, so red with blood it almost looked purple purple, precum leaking down the veiny shaft. He pressed a finger against Jude's entrance to find it had already been stretched. He looked up at the atra who somehow managed to look so adorably embarrassed in such a rated-X situation. "I've been thinking about you too but you were at work so I-" his voice trailed off. Lucas was going to fuck this man stupid.

He spread the atra's legs open and pushed himself inside. Jude fit around him like a glove one size too small. He didn't give time for Jude to adjust to the stretch before fucking him in missionary. He normally would've but he wasn't thinking straight. His mind was going blank and his body was moving on its own in a way that had Jude seeing stars. Lucas was like an animal. Heavy grunts and guttural noises of pleasure. Jude wasn't much different. Eyes rolling back as his voice bounced with Lucas's thrusts, nails digging into skin. Pain and pleasure creating a high better than any drug. It was way too much but he was nowhere near ready for it to end. Luckily for him, Lucas was nowhere near finished.

Content: A compilation of desperate ramblings, tweaked (as best as I could) for consumption: Part 2

Content Warnings: Autosexuality (I think it's called), degradation, honorifics, spanking, choking, biting.

Context: The last of my pre-written scenarios to cope with my hypersexuality.

If Satyric Nymph had a dick, it would jack off in front of a mirror so it could see all the faces it would make and watch itself cum.

Imagine being so self-obsessed that you use your own reflection as material to do something as shameless as getting off to watching yourself get off.

Ix would record it too. So ix could play it back and listen to all the slutty sounds ix made. Needy and desperate as ix fucked ixs hand and shot white ropes onto the mirror.

Satyric Nymph couldn't stop squirming. Trying not to touch itself at the thought.

Satyric Nymph wanted to squeeze ixs throbbing cock into ixs clone's tight pussy. Feel its hole tighten around ix as it squirmed. Ix wanted to pound ixs clone stupid. Ixs clone begging for mercy.

Satyric Nymph wanted to choke ixself with ixs dick. The clone sucking the soul out of ix. It wanted to watch ixs eyes roll back into ixs head. Ix wanted to make a mess.

"Fuck daddy. Master. Master. Sir." Satyric Nymph liked the sound of that. Ixs clone would call ixself sir while ix fucked itself stupid.

Fuck. It felt all weird and fuzzy inside. Ix wanted to pull ixs hand back and send ixs palm into its ass cheek. Spanking isn't enough. Ix wanted ixs dental imprint in that thing.

Content: A compilation of desperate ramblings, tweaked for consumption: Part 1

Content Warnings: Breif mention of necro and sex with the unconscious, degrading names/insults, honorifics, out of control hypersexuality.

Context: I break down because of my hypersexuality fairly often and write to let off some of that steam.

You're so horny right now. So hard. You'd fuck anything. Dead or alive you couldn't care less. If your dick can fit then you're fucking its slutty hole sloppy. You'd fill it up like a fucking jelly filled donut.

The idea of it taking your cock like a good fucktoy. Very, very good fucktoy. So good for you. Feels so good. Sounds so good. Sucks so good. So good for its master. Taking it all in.

You're losing your mind. Body begging to be touched. Your mind is flickering. You feel dizzy. You can't think straight. You just need to fuck something. You just need to have sex. Nothing else matters.

You beg for help. You're so addicted to this feeling and it's driving you crazy. You're needy, like a dog in heat. Your dick is so hard you can't think.

"Let me fuck you please. Rub my dick against yours while you sleep. I'll suck it. I'll suck it like I want to eat it. Like I'm fucking starving. I need your cock down my throat. I love you."

So fucking good. They felt so fucking good. On their knees like a slut. Gagging on your cock. It was dizzying. You almost wanted to kill them.

It feels as if there's something swelling inside of you. You cant help but wonder if this was what bliss felt like. You're so drunk off of pleasure, begging for more. "Make me cum baby."

You beg for more, feeling as if you just might die. You're so horny and can't seem to take care of yourself. You need more. You feel like you're in heat.

"Please, I'm begging." You feel like you're about to cry. It feels so good but it's not enough. You need more.

You're so horny you don't know what to do with yourself. Why does this keep happening to you? It's as if your libido had highjacked your mind. Whatever you get, it's never enough. You're so horny. You can't help it. You can't stop yourself.

You really are addicted, aren't you?

You feel like a bitch in heat. So close to grinding up against someone's leg just to feel something hard against your throbbing cock.

You can't fucking take this. It's too much. You feel like your heart is going to stop. Nothing is enough. You need more and it's driving you insane. You need to be fucked stupid. You need to be dicked down while begging for more.

You're such a depraved slut. You just took a shower and can already feel precum in your underwear. Such a dirty little freak.

Your perverted ego has gone unchecked for far too long. Your dick begging for the attention that you're trying, and failing, to resist giving. You can't get it to stop throbbing. Your hand is squeezing and pinching at your inner thigh, teasing yourself with soft grazes across your erection. Fuck.

"Stupid fucking bitch. Bend over and take it. All of it. Keep that pussy tight and squeeze the cum out of my cock like a good girl."

"Yeah, moan as you take it. I'm going to fill you to the brim."

Content: Fucked-in-the-head ramblings about no one in particular.

Content Warnings: Violence, sadism, necro, drugging.

Context: I typed this up a week or so ago during an episode.

Your mouth is watering. You want to feel your tongue against his muscle. Digging your teeth into his flesh. Gag on his cock. Let him use you to pleasure himself.

You want to do things to him. You want to bash his skull open with a large rock and ride his corpse's cock for hours. You want to squeeze around it while he lays limp and motionless.

You want to drug him and suck his dick. Licking every inch of it as he groans mindlessly. You want to bite into his neck. His throat. You want to hurt him while you ride him. You want to feed on his pain.

Content: A quick vanilla scene between two OCs of mine, say gex

Context: Lucas is a normal human (homo sapiens) while Jude is part of a genetically modified sub species of human (homo atra). The only relevant difference being that atras have two erogenous glands while sapientes just have one (the prostate/Skene's glands).

Jude laid back on the bed, hands gripping the sheets, back arching in desperation as something ached from deep within him, begging for attention. "Lucas! Deeper! Please!" The atra cried as the larger man pulled him in with one hand and supported himelf with the other. "Deeper?" Lucas asked, making sure he heard the smaller correctly. Jude nodded. "Please. I need it deeper. I need more of you." He mewled. His desperation causing Lucas to twich inside of him. "You're really testing my limits right now, you know that?" Lucas chuffed, his voice trembling with fading restraint. "I'm not made of glass. I can take it." Jude assured him. "I want all of you." He breathed, looking into Lucas's eyes. Something inside Lucas threatened to snap. His heart may have skipped a beat but his movements certainly didn't. Swiftly removing Jude's legs from where they rested on his hips and bending them at the knees with his hands pushing down onto the underside of his thighs. "Tell me the safe word." He said after successfully bending his partner into the missionary position. The underside of his dick now resting against Jude's entrance. "Vanilla." Jude breathed, his own erection twitching at how easily Lucas had maneuvered him. Lucas leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead. "You ready?" He asked, pressing his tip against Jude's entrance. Waiting for a go-ahead before pushing into the furnace that was Jude's insides. Jude shivered as Lucas moved past his prostate, seeking a deeper target. A choked gasp telling Lucas had found it. “This right here?” Lucas rocked himself, gently rubbing against the spot. “Yes!” Jude gasped, legs already shaking.

That's all I had typed up of this. I could add more but I spent way too long tweaking things to make sense without the full story and messing around with words so if I spend one more minute on this God forsaken post with my ADHD, I might just scream.

This is my first time making a blog that I plan on posting on so I don't really know what I'm doing.

This is an 18+ blog centered around smut. If you are a minor, please do not interact.

About Me

Satyric Nymph ◇ it/its, ix/ixs, they/them

I'm 18 years old, nonbinary, and on the AroAce spectrum as a nebularomatic aegosexual.

I have anxiety along with several traits of autism so if I come off as cold, ignorant, or don't respond, this is likely the reason why. I also have combined type ADHD and may also come off as cold because I'm trying to summarize what would've been a very long ramble.

Lastly, I'm a system so my writing style, word choice, kinks, and demeanor may vary based on which alter is fronting. I also might go inactive for a while for the same reason.

About the Blog

I've been writing smut for years as a way to cope with trauma and provide an outlet for my hypersexuality. Some content may be vanilla but a lot will not be. If you're bothered by any of the listed themes, I don't advise interacting.

Contains themes of:

Assault

Paraphilias (exhibitionism, voyeurism, necrophilia)

Sadomasochism/BDSM

Violence

Obsession

Adultery

Compulsive sexual behavior

This Blog Is Themed!

I've been so exited to get to this part! It's not too important but I think it's really cool and wanted to share.

In Greek mythology, satyrs were known for their vulger humor and chronically horny behavior while nymphs were known for their intentional and unintentional seduction of men with their youthful/"fertile" appearance. Both were associated with the deities Pan and Dionysus.

Hypersexuality was previously known as satyriasis when seen in men and nymphomania when seen in women.

Satyriasis: Uncontrollable or excessive sexual desire in men.

Nymphomania: Uncontrollable or excessive sexual desire in women.

Satyric: Relating to or having the characteristics of a satyr (usually referring to horny men).

A Little Something Extra

Test link here.