Morgan Can't Help The Small Laugh That Escapes Around Arden's Cock. "practice Makes Perfect, Huh?" It's

morgan can't help the small laugh that escapes around arden's cock. "practice makes perfect, huh?" it's true, her sister has been rather generous with letting the blonde get as much practice as she pleases. the taste and feel of the redhead within her mouth is becoming more than familiar to morgan. it almost feels second natural to the girl to drop to her knees and spread those pretty lips whenever she sees arden now. maybe she really was addicted to her sister's cum. nothing seemed to taste as good or give her that feeling of satisfaction. blue eyes look up to meet the brown of the redhead, small sound humming her consent to the question. it made sense to her to try it. one fluid was nice. another? worth a shot. the blonde shifted in her seat at arden's choice of words, thighs pressing together. it wasn't fair, she couldn't very well say no now, even if she wanted to. not with good girl swirling through her thoughts. the sensation of piss filling her mouth is much different than the heavy, creamy ropes of her sister's cum she's used to. arden's groan surprises her as well. she pulls off at the question, swiping at her lower lip. "i don't know what i expected it to taste like. it's not bad. i don't mind it. it's not as good as your cum, but i don't think anything is." her mouth descends around the redhead's cock once more, patiently waiting for more.

"yeah, but like. i'd hope you're that good with all the practice i've been letting you get." the unqualified praise that slipped out is quickly back to teasing, arden smirking down at morgan before her eyes are back on the road. the driving part is new, but her sister wanting to suck her off seems increasingly common. arden's been starting to tease her about getting more and more addicted with every load of cum she gives her tongue. either way, the blonde is right at home with that casually messy slurping around arden's thick cock in her mouth, which is what has arden so comfortable pushing for a new twist to explore. "uhh, you know i'm not kidding, right?" the redhead chuckles, brow raising as she glances back down for a second. "i'm like, two seconds away from pissing in your mouth… and you know you're going to have to drink it like a good girl." the way morgan's soft lips are sealed to suck around her cock is nothing short of an invitation, though, and arden finally relaxes herself. she groans as she feels it coming, then a slow, gentle stream of her piss starts filling her sister's mouth. with a healthy first taste delivered, arden manages to pause her stream. "how's that so far?"

fucking a pretty little things ass while her girlcock is throbbing, twitching, begging for attention. she's on her hands and knees, ass up and in my control. a string of pre cum drips n drips n puddles beneath her. i rub my finger on the head of her cock to slick up her hole a little more before plunging my fingers back in at a quicker speed. her poor, dejected little cock. maybe every now and then i'll grace my fingertips over it, or rub her precum around the head for a few seconds. whispering in her ear that if she's good enough for me, i might even let her use my tight, wet pussy to get off after i have my fun. i'll get her nice and close over and over again just to leave her humping the air like a pathetic little slut.

it has been so long that violet has nearly forgotten what her life was like before she met DAMIEN. the tiny girl had never believed in love at first sight, yet the first time she laid eyes on him, she KNEW. from that moment on, her world has revolved around him. and by some miracle, it was the same for him. as their relationship progressed, damien has shown her that they were meant to be together. and for that, he has earned her unconditional worship and devotion.

violet's heart flutters at the praise. only her daddy can fill her with love with such DIRTY words. arousal pools in the pup's panties as brainwashed eyes gaze up at the perfection towering over her. damien's DESIRE on her tongue is a reflection of her own. the taste is as familiar to her as the candy he brings her when she's especially good. it creates that same feeling of euphoria in her, if not greater. her daddy's pleasure is the SWEETEST joy in the world to her. there's nothing she wouldn't do for it.

utter SUBMISSION gleams in the blonde's eyes as damien takes control. her trust lies in those large hands on either side of her head, mussing her neat braids, holding her in the perfect position. during their PLAYTIME, she's anything he wants her to be. his puppy, his pet. his babygirl, his princess. his whore. his property. she's nothing but an object, a pretty set of holes. she's a fleshlight with doe eyes shining with naïve love and a mouth full of sweet, worshiping words she recites like a script. she's the perfect FUCKDOLL he's shaped her into.

those dumb doll eyes stay trained on damien's face as he's instructed, lost if he doesn't tell her what to do. maybe it's wrong for violet to allow him to manipulate her into being so mindless and dependent, but it feels so right when they call it LOVE. the tip of his cock hits the back of her throat as he thrusts and the tiny girl gags, tears spilling down porcelain cheeks. it's degrading to be used like that, yet damien's touch feels like heaven. he can ruin her in any way he pleases, and from the pieces he's broken her into, violet will offer him another smile. another word of devotion. anything so that he's pleased with her.

at first this was a TWISTED relationship that damien was almost ashamed of. taking a girl and keeping her locked in a cage? hiding her in the basement was the easy part, but there were people in her life that would look for her. there wasn't a single day, in those first few months, that damien wasn't looking over his shoulder and trying to stay out of trouble. but overtime, he MOLDED her into the perfect pup. every night he'd see her, he made it his mission to change the way her mind looked. if someone were to find her now, he was confident that she'd convince anyone that this was what she WANTED. they were in love, after all. 

none of what they did seemed wrong anymore. she was his pup, so dutiful and willing—perfectly accepting of her daddy's love. "you would look so good in daddy's cum..." damien speaks from experience, leaving her with his cum all over her on the nights where he was feeling particularly POSSESSIVE and in need of claiming his property. and as his property plays and admires his dick, he feels a little pre-cum slide down his tip—just as needy as her—longing for the affectionate HUG that only her throat could provide.

now that her lips are wrapped around him, the time for sweet comments and loving gazes are over—for him at least. for her he continues to direct her, "eyes on me, puppy." as his hands hold either side of her head, gently thrusting into her, as if he's looking to BRUISE her throat with his cock. his dick is MASSIVE when compared to her sweet little face. damien is unapologetically towering over her sweet form, ready to CRUSH her under his force. 

"i love being so smart for you, puppy, you know i have to do all the thinking for you..." he speaks as if thinking for her is a BLESSING. and in a lot of ways, for them, it is. all she has to do is be a mindless HOLE for him to use. and in return? he gives her an easy life where her iq doesn't matter. all she needs to do is be pretty for her master.

graham hadn't been planning on dropping by beck's when she'd started out the night. but the girl did have to admit that drinking usually made her horny. so when her friends asked if she was seeing anyone and she discreetly dished as many details as she could without saying too much, her mind had lingered on him. needless to say, she'd found herself at his door. his words brought a delighted little giggle from plush lips. "you're all mine this weekend then." her arms wrapped around his shoulders, lips pecking his before she embraced him, face pressing into his neck.

@sweetheartofmine.

he hadn't expected graham to show up at his house on a random friday night but he definitely wasn't complaining. he figured she had gone out for drinks with her friends, because he noticed she'd been slightly tipsy when she walked her cute little self into his apartment. "you got me at the right time." he told her, "i'm alone all weekend."

grace can only keep up with the teasing for so long. the smile that curves trent's lips is mirrored by her own, a flash of white. the way that he continues the playfulness pleases her as much as the sweet friction their hips made. the squeeze of her breast caused the girl to bite her lip again, hand resting lightly on his, encouraging. "i don't know, i think i'm being pretty nice as is. at least i'm letting you touch at all." a soft sound of surprise came from grace at the sudden change in position, hand squeezing his. a pleased sound follows when trent's mouth captures hers in a kiss. her free hand finds his face, framing it gently as her lips part and she licks at his lower, eagerly asking for entrance to his mouth as she leans closer, chest pressing into his touch.

a smile creeps onto trent's face when she tell him that she's going to be nice to him in spite of his request being less than she expected. but he knows that she's full of shit, especially with the color that was covering her face in this moment. and then her shirt is removed and one of his hands is brought up to her breasts. a perfect shape and size, he squeezes it warmly as he looks into her eyes. " fuck, yea, it's definitely less. but i think you could do better. scientifically at least. " a pause before he pushes back against her grasp for the first time. leaning forward, he finally sits up. his hand laces in with hers and his smirks for just a moment, before he's pressing his lips into hers. kissing her wantonly for the first time, lips crash into hers needily as trent continues to grope at her breast.

a sob escapes around alec's cock at his words. graham's eyes are a reflection of her father's as their gazes meet. the continuous spasms of the tiny blonde's throat force tears from those pretty baby blues, making her cheeks as wet as her mouth, bare chest, and thighs as she kneels in front of him. she knows she's bad for the mess and she'll pay for it later, feeling it making her sob harder. maybe she'll have to lick it up too. only the fact that he doesn't stop tells her that he isn't too upset with her about it. the thought makes her heart ache. she'd do anything to please her daddy. his next words make her whine loudly, unable to nod much within his hold yet desperate to tell him yes. that she loves the taste of his cock. that she worships his cock, dreams of it, that it consumes her every waking thought. her head is getting fuzzy from the lack of air and though she doesn't want to pull off in fear of disappointing him, she's fueled by her survival instincts at this point. small hand taps his thigh rapidly, signaling the way he's taught her. his refusal makes her frantic, chest heaving in her panic as her bleary eyes plead with him, quieted from her soft crying as she slides both arms behind her back obediently after a moment.

‘                 oh baby.  look at you swallowin' that big cock                 ’                he groans with a grin, crystal blue eyes staring down at her.  the pink lace firmly wrapped around her throat gives her no choice but to open her mouth and take the brutal thrusts, drool slipping down his heavy balls and thighs.  making the kind of mess that'll get her a spanking once he's done with her but alec can't think about that now.  not when her warm throat is squeezing him so fucking good.                 ‘                 you love the taste of d.addy's cock, don’t you?  you're a whore for this shit                 ’            the words are panted, right before his palm pulls her onto his cock until her nose meets his pubes, lodging the thick shaft down her slick throat.  muscles tense around him, j.erking him off as he sees her face turn bright red from the lack of air. making him smile, even though she keeps tapping on his thigh to get him to stop.                 ‘                 arms behind your fucking back. don't make me say it again                 ’

open to.  all

plot.  based on this except it's the actual safe word and this gif

possible kinks. married man,  forced or/gasms, ignoring safe words, dub/con, age gap, t/aboo, step/daughter, step/niece, step/sister.  he’s lowkey obsessed with your muse