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i cannot stop thinking about it. i need to be his sleepy little spoon and i need the gradual escalation of innocent shifting and bumping. i need him to be just a little too sensitive and eager and next thing i know hes taking in precious shaky little gasps and his bulge is achey and swollen against me. i wanna let him take my hips to needily rut against, n hear him whine. poor guy. eventually he cant take it and squirms out of his sweats and tugs down mine to get inside. angles me just right and slips himself in with a few shaky strokes. im wet for him n theres still a bit of a stretch, and he tries to let me adjust before he's rocking with little desperate thrusts
god thinkinf abt getting bred and seeded is making me insane. creampie isn't good enough and impregnation is too clinical. someone or something NEEDS to use your body for more than just pleasure. desperately needs to fill you, fuck you deep as it can get. hopelessly needs to leave something in you, needs to make your body react and take it and reproduce for them. they arent fully in control anymore either, all they know is their body feels so good and theyre so close, almost there, almost relieved themself of their seed or eggs, the instinct or directive to get it out drain into a good vessel.
and your body is so much more willing than you expected. wet and pliant and spurring them on. good, good hole, dumb body, already stretching around them but just aching from the inside out to take them and be that vessel and let them fill and use and breed and breed and breed you.
it's about the body desperately needing to do what it might not be able to do, and the creature above you being thankful either way.
i wanna be overstimulated against my will until i'm crying. all my holes stuffed with vibes turned up to the max, tied up with a wand against me, nipple clamps tight. maybe just left there and blindfolded to have orgasm after orgasm.
Just read your latest free use fic and I loved it!!! I was wondering if you could write another one but this time shes out clubbing to have some good time and some men realise shes a free use? Thank you!
She could barely see anything. Between the dark of the club, the flashing lights blinding her every so often, and the liquor making her vision swim, she was damn near blind on the dance floor. There was just the thumping base and the bodies pressed against her. Arms in the air, she spun around with a twirl, screaming exuberantly. Nobody could hear her over the music and she laughed, swinging her hips from side to side. Too caught up in the moment she stumbled, crashing into someone behind her. Warm hands clasped her forearms to keep her upright and she was sure they shouted something at her, she just couldn’t hear it. So, she laughed again.
Whoever was behind her let go of her arms and slid theirs around her waist, swaying their hips to the music in time with hers. And, although she was pretty wasted, she couldn’t miss the way they were grinding their crotch against her ass. She moaned and then whined as she tried to stifle her noises. They were so quick, one hand already cupping her tit through her shirt, that she could only assume they saw her Free Use Program bracelet. Finally, she thought, I’ve been waiting all night.
She arched her back and reached to grab at their shirt. Their hands slid down to her hips, changing rhythm until they were basically dry humping in public. By now, she could feel the outline of a thick cock pressed against her ass through both their clothes. As the song changed, a faster beat with a thumping base, the person behind her let go for a split second. Just enough time, she knew, to undo their pants. Then hands were reaching up her skirt, hiking up the back until everyone in the club was able to see her ass. (Or they would be able to, if it was possible to see anything right now).
A prickle of confusion managed to break the control the music had over her drunk brain. Surely they weren’t going to fuck her in the middle of a crowd? Then they pulled her panties to the side, leaving her wet pussy bare to the warm air of the club. A cock pressed against her slit and the stranger behind her wrapped one arm around her, trapping her against them. She moaned as they began pressing into her. She eased her hips back, trying the press them into her unstretched hole faster. She just wanted to be fucked already.
Their cock slipped a few times on its way inside her, sliding through her pussy lips and stroking her clit. She couldn’t do anything but moan and try not to fall over in her heels. Finally they managed to press inside, thrusting inside her in short strokes. Each thrust reached deeper and deeper inside her, until her ass was bouncing against their front.
There were so many sensations. Rushing head. Hands massaging her tits. Loud music. Louder crowd. Strangers brushing against the pair of them. A thick cock, rocking inside her. The warm slide of sweaty skin against sweaty skin. She panted and moaned openly, her screams mingling and getting lost in the preoccupied crowd. Still, she couldn’t help but pant and plead as the fat head of their cock beat against her cervix with short thrusts in time with the music.
“Fuck me fuck me fuck me- ah! Ah! Deep! Oh!” She panted, squeezing her eyes closed as her partner lost any sense of shame or subtlety. Their warm hand crept up to grab at her throat, pinning her against them cock to shoulder. Her skirt was rumpled around her waist, the sight of their cock filling her pretty pussy available to anyone around them. She devolved into solely high-pitched, breathy ‘yeah’s and ‘oh!’s.
A pressure was building low in her gut, making her eyes squeeze shut as she tried to hold out just a bit longer. They filled her aching hole to the brim, stuffing her and fucking her and turning her into nothing more than a doll bouncing on their cock. Struck stupid from alcohol and sex, she threw her head back and screamed as her orgasm overcame her and the sound was buried in the music. What little vision she had left whited out and her thighs trembled as her tunnel tried to milk their rigid cock for it seed. A few more thrusts and the stranger inside her came, their seed splattering against the bud of her cervix. She could feel their semen fill her, dripping down her thighs when her cunt ran out of space for both their cock and cum. Her pussy pulled it in greedily, throbbing as it tried to draw their thick semen towards her vulnerable womb. After a few more moments, they pulled out. A small splattering of cum and slick coated the inside of her thighs, and she crossed her legs and pulled down her skirt promptly.
By the time she turned around the stranger was gone, lost to the crowd. The packed wall of clubbers shifted, and she got squished between two tall bodies. One pair of hands landed on her wrists and another on her hips. She moaned and spread her legs; the night wasn’t over yet.
Broken Rules
“Please stop, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again, please!” I have tears in my eyes as I stare up at him. He smiles darkly and shakes his head at me, “Oh no honey, I don’t think you’re sorry enough yet.” He clicks the remote in his hand and I arch my back and scream.
My arms are tied behind my back and my legs straddle the fucking machine as it pounds into me at a faster speed than before. There’s a vibrator on my clit and clamps on my nipples and I’ve already cum three times from the onslaught of relentless stimulation.
He’d come home from work and found me splayed out on the bed, playing with my pussy, breaking his number one rule. I’m not allowed to touch my pussy without his permission but I was so horny and drippy that I couldn’t help myself. And now, I'm paying for it.
He's sitting in an armchair, still fully-clothed, nursing a glass of whiskey while he watches me come apart over and over again on a machine.
"Oh honey, are you about to cum again?" He coos at me, fake sympathy lacing his voice as he clicks the remote a second time, making the machine kick up another notch. I can feel the dildo battering the walls of my pussy, hammering into my cervix with every thrust, making my body shake from the mixture of pain and pleasure. The vibrator on my clit hums away without faltering, pushing me towards another orgasm.
I can feel my fourth orgasm just around the corner, the overstimulation making my brain fuzzy and my thoughts scrambled. "Cum honey, let me see you fall apart again," he purrs and I fall apart. My cunt gushes around the fake cock deep inside of me and I wail as the orgasm barrels over me.
"No more! Please! I can't take anymore, please!" I'm screaming as I sob out my apologies and beg him for mercy. But he has none. "I think you can handle a few more, you had so much bravado when you were playing with yourself earlier, disobeying me. Now you're too weak to handle your punishment?"
I writhe as much as I can on top of the machine, barely coherent as I feel my body seize from the painful pleasure. The overstimulation is making my vision starry and I can't control the noises coming out of my mouth. If someone were listening to us, they'd think I was being horribly tortured by the way I'm screaming.
I hear the far away sound of his belt clinking and I see him unbuckle himself and pull out his hard cock. He groans as he lazily strokes himself, watching me get ravaged by the machine. "Do you think you're sorry enough to deserve my cock now, honey?"
"Please! Yes! Please give me your cock, I'm so sorry!" I beg him. My pussy walls are clenching down on the dildo, wishing it was his cock inside of me instead. He smiles maliciously at me, "How about you cum one more time for me? And then I'll consider fucking you with my cock."
I sob brokenly as the overstimulation continues. My clit is throbbing and pulsing under the vibrator and my thighs are slick with my own wetness. I can feel myself approaching another orgasm despite the exhaustion that makes me want to collapse.
"Hm I think we should turn this machine up as high as it goes for your final orgasm, honey," he murmurs and before I have time to protest, I hear the remote click rapidly. The machine reacts immediately, the fake cock drills into me faster than before and the vibrator reaches maximum intensity, pummeling my poor little clit. I let out a guttural wail as I erupt. I feel my orgasm rush through my body, my pussy squirting my release all over the machine and the floor. My eyes roll back into my head and I feel myself fade from consciousness.
When I regain my senses, I'm no longer tied to the machine. I'm laying in our bed, my body limp and exhausted. He's holding me gently, cradling my fucked out body in his arms.
"You okay, honey?" He asks, gently pushing my hair off my forehead. I smile lazily up at him, "I'm great." He smiles back at me, "Good, because you still need to take my cock and I think I can force a few more orgasms out of you."
I feel my pussy clench in response and I know I'm in for a long night.