Cock Sleeve - Tumblr Posts

Today Master used me all day. I awaited his arrival eagerly- I showered, taking care to shave his slut everywhere. His slut pups holes were puffy from the week of edging He had ordered. The razer seemed to glide past the ever-slippery lips. I ached to feel the rough grip of His hands on my pulsing mound.

Climbing out, I took care to pin my ears up sturdily as Master had previously ordered- (it’s not becoming for a dumb pup to lose her ears as Master breeds it’s holes.). Then, I lubed my tail and slid it in, wagging my ass excitedly. Finally, I pulled the lacy blue lingerie and fishnets out to wrap up Masters toy properly.

I knelt at the door until Master came in and released me. Finally, everything was right in the world 💜🤤

Master ordered me to the bed where I gave him a tongue bath. My tongue slid over every inch of his skin- drinking in his sweet taste. Konapup loves to lick every nook- between the fingers… armpits… toes… groin… asshole… puppy relished each lick 👅 💦

Puppy loves when Master lets her clean his ass; having Master rub his ass across her tongue while she moans and licks trying to get deeper and deeper.

Master soon threw Kona up and commanded her to present while he mounted her to breed. Kona panted and begged for Masters knot but Master wanted to breed her ass.

Tongue killed out, drooling, eyes crossed, and panting, Kona was filled and plugged with Masters seed in her ass, his breeding bitch.

(Pt1)

Fantasizing about have a hole pierced closed by my Master - His puppy for His access only - and only as a special treat. His good little anal pup now 🤤 he says I can get it soon! And a tattoo 😍🥰 luckiest fuckpup 💜💜💜💜💜

Master came over and bred my puppy hole before we went to work. There is no better way to wake up than by being used to serve Masters cock!!! 🤤🤤

Instead of going to work without underwear on, Master had me wear my sexy lingerie under my dress. All day I felt my body wrapped up like a slut with Master leaking out of my hole. I could smell my need and his seed ALL day 🤤

I came to Tumblr just to see more art and inspiration, but in just one day I became an absolute slut puppygirl who is constantly horny about my fantasy.

I want to be in a separate small room, locked in a puppy cage while also being tied to the inside of it, so I can't move. With holes for breeding me whenever someone wants.

I want everything in my room to be pink, including rope, vibrators, tape and dildos.

I want to have vibrators on my tits all the time, and all my holes shut with a vibrating dildos, that I have no chance of taking out.

I want to be tied just so, that I can only eat and drink from my small puppy bowl.

I want to only get to eat dog treats, and only drink someone's piss, to constantly remind me of my place. And nothing else.

I want my arms to be always wearing restraining paw gloves and be tied up to the cage, so I don't even think of having a chance to escape if I ever want to.

I want to have fox ears so that the only sense of identity left from me is a slut foxgirl.

I want all my fluids to be saved and mixed with water, so that when I need to shower I will use that.

I want to only be able to go out of my cage for my birthday and when I need to shower or shave, so that my body is more pleasant to use.

I want it so, that only as a present for my birthday I get to not have vibrators, and dildos in me, and instead of that I will have a fox tail buttplug, so I can wag my tail to show how happy I am. And also be untied and move freely on all fours in my room.

I want my room to have a lot of cute plushies in it, that my owner will regularly clean, just to remind that I am worth less than even the cheapest toy.

I want the room that I am in to be absolutely soundproof, so that no one hears my struggles unless they want to open the door and hear my pathetic moans. And so that I can only hear myself and how pathetic I am. To not hear anything that's going on outside, and only wonder if someone will come in right now or won't come for a long time.

I want there to be no clock so the only sense of time I have is someone bringing me food.

I want it so that there is ventilation in my room, so when someone comes to use me, there is fresh air and they can just start without the need to get fresh air.

I want no-one to talk to me, except when they tell me how pathetic I am, and how I am nothing but their cum-sleeve foxgirl, so I completely forget any language I knew before, because my mouth is only for someone's pleasure.

I want it so that when it's my master's birthday, they get to do whatever they want with me in my room. And I want him to video all of that. I want my owner to torture me with whatever they have, put whatever they want into me and then fuck me relentlessly for hours until the moment I am no longer usable.

I want there to be a screen in my room, so once a week the video from my owner's birthday will be played. So I can remember how great it felt.

Also if you read that far, idk how to end this massive text. So just write in the comments and say what you would do to me on your birthday if you were my owner ≧v≦. I will read and answer if I would like it, but if you were my owner, don't make my answer stop you ≧v≦

THE AWAKENING

I awoke remembering last night. Even though he knows my holes are his, my body is his, for whenever he needs me... whenever he wants me, he recognize my exhaustion from college and didn't require sex. All he wanted was to embrace me, skin-to-skin, spooning me to sleep in his strong arms.

Still in this position, I pushed my butt against him, wanting to be as close as possible. Wait... what...when? His cock was nestled deep in my pussy! He is still sleep, but as always, even the slightest stimulation from me and I feel his cock pulse... swell within me. The feeling of his starting to fill me... stretch me without any movement triggers a flow of my juices to welcome this unexpected intrusion.

That's the way of us. The sight of my bare legs as I prance through the room, the flash of my nipples when I bend over wearing a loose oversized t-shirt of his, my placing my legs across his lap when we're on the couch - my studying, he working on his computer - all of these, any of these, and he goes instantly hard, his bulge throbbing as though he aches to be in me. For me, all it takes is his voice. It doesn't even have to be about how much he wants me, though it often is, and my panties are instantly drenched.

Now, here we are, still not having shaken off the shroud of drowsiness from a good night's, and the fire of intensity of our desire is flooding though us. He begins to move - slow, deliberate thrusts of his hips. The clenching of my pussy around his submerged cock shakes him from his slumber. His arm already around me, pulls me closer, his fingers quickly going to my nipples which he loves. They harden under his touch. He literally growls in my ear, a sound I'm used to hearing during our intense times of fucking, while my first sounds of the day is a deep inhale followed by a moan accompanying the exhale. His hands are all over me, claiming me as his own as the pace of his thrusts escalate. There in the spawning light of a new day, we both explode in the first tremors of ecstacy. The first of many to follow.

"No, no, Baby Girl, open your eyes. You don't want to miss seeing how my friends can't stop stroking their cocks. They love watching you on my lap, legs spread, cunnie dripping from the way I caress your clit. The way you hump my hand, seeking my fingers to fill your sweet pussy is driving them wild. Seeing how turned on you are, your head lolled back on my shoulder, mouth agape, drool slipping from the corner of your luscious lips makes them so eager to fill your mouth as well as your tight, warm cunt. Yes, enjoying watching them before I unleash them on you. "

"Enjoy!"

(This is the sequel to "Kitten")

Kitten Squared

The weekend seemed forever in coming. I had not been able to get her tight little body out of my mind since Wednesday when I stumbled upon her masturbating in her room. It was even more of a shock when she invited me in and shared that spectacular body with me. I was eager to accept her demand for more now when both parents were away at my boss's conference.

This time no surprises. I am so ready for more, my mouth is dry in anticipation. I park around the corner. The neighbors are used to my coming to the house but would think it strange if they knew her parents were out of town. As last time, the side door is unlocked. I text her, "I'm here."

A few moments later as I entered the kitchen, the reply came, "We're upstairs."

"We're?"

I ascended the stairs, very curious. Did she have some boyfriend already here, intruding on my time? There was music, but not as loud as last time. No need to cover her "activity" with sound since the parents were gone. I felt the heat of disappointment and jealousy rising in me as I ascended the stairs. How could she have another guy here when she knew I was coming.

The anger of that moment dissipated instantly when I reached the top. The door was wide open this time, and no guy kept her company. Her "companion" was slightly taller than her, but Kitten was the aggressor. They both wore only bras and panties, cute ones whose image of innocence was shattered by their activity. I saw flashes of tongues in their passionate kisses. They were both on their knees, but Kitten had her backed up in a tilt with her hand deep inside the other girl's panties. Kitten's fervor in stroking was matched by the girl thrusting against the hand and fingers. A quick glance in my direction let her know I was there, but she was in no hurry to interrupt the intensity of that engagement.

I felt like a creepy voyeur, my cock growing harder by the second as I cucked the scene before me. Kitten broke off the kiss, leaving her friend panting and desperately pulling at her arm to return her hand to her crotch.

"Patience, Luv. We have a guest to take care of," she said looking at me instead of her. "This is my friend, Jen. She was free this weekend also and agreed to join us."

I mumbled something in agreement although I don't even remember what as they rose from the bed in unison and approached me. Kitten kissed me, not as passionately as what I saw, but teasingly as they both went to work removing my clothes. When my belt was undone, they both hit their knees and glanced at each other with a devilish smile. Pulling out my cock, they began to lavish kisses and licks upon it, taking turns taking it into their mouths while the other licked at my balls. They never stopped as they pushed my pants to the floor and I stepped out of them. Now, more naked than they are, they rose, each taking an arm and guided to the bed.

Aren't I supposed to be taking the lead here? I was so inebriated by their affections so far, that I completely complied with their lead. They pushed me back onto the bed. Kitten, smiling, straddled my shoulders, rubbed her clit through her panties, which were soaked by the way. She watched my eyes glaze over from lust as she pulled the thin material to the side and slowly, painfully slowly, lowered herself onto my mouth.

The rush I felt as my head spun when her delicate lips parted and my tongue was greeted with the most delicious juices I had ever tasted. That Jen had resumed sucking my cock was not lost on me, but it was hard to focus on each at once. When Jen relinquished my cock, sat on her knees, and lowered herself onto it, Kitten spun to face her, barely losing contact with my mouth in the process. They resumed their impassioned kissing while their hips swirled and ground in duality on my cock and mouth. I reached up and squeezed Kitten's cheeks of her ass as my tongue explored every fold of her magnificent pussy. In another coordinated movement, they lifted off me. Jen lay back on the bed and Kitten buried her face between her thighs.

Invitingly, Kitten was face down in her pussy, but on her knees with her ass in the air. I took the opportunity to crawl between her legs, grip her ass, and spread it. Her pussy was so wet, that when I pushed against it with my cock, it drew me in as though with a life and lust of its own. Each thrust of mine pushed her mouth firmer against Jen's cunt. Both would let out a grunt of pleasure with each one.

Like a well-rehearsed ballet, they shifted again, leaving me out as they lay their heads on opposite ends of the bed and their legs intertwined. Their movements were fluid and sensual as they pressed their centers against each other. Kitten froze her movement and spoke again for the first time in a while.

"Normally we like to grind with a vibe between us. But since you're here, I have a better idea."

She pushed me onto my back again as I was curious about this turn of events. They resumed the scissoring position but with their legs on top of mine. Kitten reached and pushed my cock upright between them. They then pressed their pussies against it and started grinding again. The sensation was unbelievable! Their juices quickly drenched my cock and they did not stop until my cum erupted like a fountain between them. Kitten burst into a laughter of pleasure and amusement as I collapsed back onto the bed.

After all, two kittens are better than one!.

The Substitute

Her daddy had barely been gone twenty minutes, yet the scent of his skin and the warmth of his breath on her neck still lingered. Mindlessly, her body responded to the memory. Her hips' gentle swaying on the bed, a memory so strong she would swear she could still feel every strong trust deep into her, robbing her of both breath and senses.

Her hands bunched the covers at her side, her whole body tensing and relaxing as it felt again the stretching by his thick member plunging deep within her. Her legs searched for him who had already gone, but due to the surge of renewed heat in her loins, were relentless in trying to restore him to his vaulted place between her thighs. She wasn't even conscious that they had made contact with the stuffie he had given her, but clamping it between her feet, she drew it along her legs, sighing at the soft, cool fur as it caressed her legs, landing at her center.

Her legs rose and clutched at it, pulling it tight against her aching, throbbing, pussy. Her ankles locked around it, pressing it against her as she remembered having done it with him, pulling him deeper with his every thrust as she used her legs as a fulcrum to heave her hips up to meet him. She remembered the low wet sounds as the stuffie was compressed and released in a rhythm reminiscent of that in which they had been lost only an hour before.

Her panting increased as she longed to have his tongue parting her pussy lips once again. She didn't notice that she had reached down and grabbed the stuffie's paw, dragging it roughly up and down over her now-soaked panties. Suddenly aware of her greater need, she pushed her inanimate companion beside her, pulled her panties to the side and drove her fingers deep into her tight, clenched warmth, releasing a low moan that was music to her own ears.

She didn't hear him return, having forgotten his work folder. It wasn't until he pulled her fingers from her pussy, stuck them into his mouth and sucked them clean that she was drawn from her trance, her eyes popping open.

“Glad I forgot, I'm ready for another round myself,” he whispered to her as his thick, hard shaft filled her once again.

This is part 3. Part 1 is here, part 2 is here.

THE EXAMINATION RESULTS

I'm surprised that I was given an appointment so late. I had to rush from cheerleading practice after school in order to make it. I would have thought that the office would be closed by now. No matter, I made it and hey, it's another opportunity to see that luscious Dr. Simpson again. I thought I remembered Lauren saying that exam and test results were called in. Maybe since I have to come in, the results are not so good?

“Yes, I'm sure, Nurse Adams, its a simple results follow up. I can handle it on my own. You can still make it to your grandaughter's recital.”

His deep voice , though muffled by the door to the hallway, was like a warm, soothing blanket, wrapping around my apprehension and melting it away into the memories of that last exam. Even as I swing the stirrups out of the way, I can feel the wetness surge in my...oh, wait, I already took off my panties. All the better. He needs to see how excited I am to see him again.

He pushed through the door with a brief greetings and headed straight to the computer to pull up my records. Nothing seemed unusual excet for., were those small beads of perspiration on his brow? As always, this exam room felt only a few degrees above freezing, for my taste.

“Well, Blair, everything came back normal from your lab work. But before I can prescribe your requested birth control, I need to do a vaginal/pelvic flexibility test.”

“That sounds scary? It's not like I want to have kids, that is why I want the pills,” as visions of more of those ice-cold speculums interrupting my sensual fantasies.

“Relax, close your eyes, I promise it won't be painful and will be over in a moment.”

His words rolled over me like a wave, but his was his gentle touch on my inner thighs that brought the most comfort. I chanced a glance to confirm what I was feeling. Yes, he was not wearing the usual exam gloves. The touch of his bare hands gave a greater mental image of their size than the gloved ones.

Despite the roughness of his physique, the skin was smooth and tender as it slid up and down on my inner thigh. I felt my pussy clench as he spread my lips and entered with two of those massive fingers. I choked by the moan that treatened to fill the room as they swirled within me, stretching me, probing in a way the previous exam had not. My whole lower half tensed as his thumb reached up and circled my clit. This was part of the exam? I didn't care if it was or not. I was being swept away by the senations zipping through my whole body. My skin felt on fire. My breath was coming in ragged gasps. I didn't hear the metal susurration of his zipper lowering.

The sudden emptiness of my pussy was immediately replaced by the press of something much larger than his fingers. My eyes sprang open in what must have seemed like panic, eliciting an apology from him. “I'm sorry...I couldn't...”

I didn't hear what he was going to say, muting that response with my finger to his lips. They were soft and inviting, but I ignored that as my hand drifted from there to grasp his cock hovering just beyond my slick glazed slit. Using the experience of those brief moments with my boyfriend, I guided his tip between my lips. We both moaned aloud as his hips thrust forward, sending him plunging into me wetly and smoothly.

The next minutes are lost in a blur to me, visually blinded, yet consumed with the sensations of a blind person sensitive with Braille. Touches, panting, plunges, tensing, clutching, ending in spasms of release unlike anything I had ever felt before.

Yes, I don't think I'll be denied those birth control now.

Her muffled pleas caused the cushions to vibrate against her lips. Drool mingled with her tears of pleasure as each forceful thrust drove her into the couch's softness.

"What's that, princess? You're going to have to speak up. Use your words," he taunted, emphatically punctuating each word with a plunge of his cock deeper into her dripping wetness.

"More," she mumbled weakly, "more... please..."

My girlfriend finally came home from vacation but unfortunately was too tired to fuck me proper. Instead she has her cock buried in me for the night, occasionally fucking up into me or playing with my tits. After 4 days of no orgasms, it's torture. I can feel myself pulsing and throbbing on her cock and fuck my tdick is throbbing from the bare minimum attention