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milf-and-son · 1 year
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yourbreedings1ut19 · 12 minutes
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you can use me as the whore of your party so all your guests can fuck me and cum inside
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God, I've always wanted to be tied up and blindfolded so I can be used as a fucktoy at a party.
And not even in a situation where I'm passed around (though I certainly wouldn't complain if I was) but more like, chained and blindfolded and placed in a corner, only there to service guests as needed. By the end of the night, I'm absolutely covered in cum. It's dried on my skin, in my hair, and leaking out of my holes.
After the last guest has left, my master uses me one last time before untying me and telling me what a good fucktoy I was. Maybe next time, I'll be suspended from the ceiling for easier access.
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lost-on-the-cross · 6 months
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The surprise when a cute five foot nothing femboi drops to their knees, drooling with wide eyes begging to be used, watches me pull out my throbbing cock when they didn't realise this trans man has a built in strap on already and they instantly know they are going to be bred and fucked pregnant until they are my sloppy leaking mess.
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milf-and-son · 1 year
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genocider--ho · 1 year
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a picnic is a simple pretense for breeding
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bunnymedley · 1 year
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getting gangbanged at a t4t breeding party would save me
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qos4blk · 5 months
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Lydia Luxy's Breeding Party is gonna be hot, huh @woodsmanwife?
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sidetongue · 4 months
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we went to a local cocker spaniel meet up. I definitely crashed the party with my many non-cockers
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swampstew · 6 months
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Eustass Kid, G-48 ~ Milking Table
Summary: It's that time of the month. The time when Kid really really needs your help to get through the deep-seated primal urges he has. Lucky for him he has someone as amazing and caring as you.
Warnings: Spicy, modern monster au, Eustass Kid as Tarbh-uisge with reader - implied relationship. Kid strapped to a milking table, use of milking pump, breeding kink, monsterfucking if you squint. Special mention to @don-mellow for being the reason this folklore creature was the first thing that popped into my mind for this prompt. Subscribe to their Patreon! Word Count: 772
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Tarbh-uisge: Generally regarded as a nocturnal water bull, it is more agreeable than its equine counterpart the water horse, while having similar amphibious and shapeshifting abilities. It is able to shapeshift into human form and live on land or in water. It can also be amiable and sometimes helpful. The bull might have had a sacred role in various Celtic cult rituals. The Tarbh-uisge was viewed a symbol of fertility and abundance
You had Kid strapped face down on the custom milking table, an impressive feat in itself considering his hulking mass and general…defiant of authority attitude. In a harness that bound his flesh arm behind his back and his ankles to the table, you massaged his back with heated oil to soothe his muscles, helping him relax. The two of you had been at it for a while, and he had needed a break.
His muttering that he didn’t need to be babied let you know he was ready for the next session. Gently wiping the excess oil off, you scratch his back hard enough to leave red lines – each graze of your fingernails draws a shaky grunt from him. The purple faded lines of the previous marks littered down his back and ass, and you would have to remember to take a photo of how delicious he looked.
You moved off his muscled back and peeked under the table, pleased to find his cock swollen once more. Bless his stamina. Reaching out, you ran your fingernails down his shaft to his balls, watching in delight as his cock bobbed from the contact, and precum already leaking out from his slit.
“You’re doing so well. After tonight, I’ll let you have some rest and relaxation. You’ve filled up quite a few buckets. Then after, I’m going to treat you so good. Let you be my pillow prince to thank you for your sacrifice today,” you cooed, kissing his cheek. His damp locks plastered on his hair barely hid the flush in his face.
With a warm touch you begin jerking him off. Whispering filthy things you’d do to spoil him when this was all over. How you’d ride him for days on end, how you’d feed him while fucking him, not letting him leave the bed so you could give him all your love.
He leaked into your hand and that helped you fist him faster as he wasn’t able to do anything except struggle in his restraints – unable to even rut properly through the table to build his pleasure. He was entirely reliant on you and your methods alone to milk his cock.
If he was unrestrained, there was a chance he could go crazy in his lust and do something stupid like mount and accidentally impregnate you. Every month he would go through a cycle of needing to breed – a time where he couldn’t keep his cock down if his life depended on it – and you were kind enough to find a creative solution for you both.
Kid’s panting became louder, huskier as the tip of his cock turned deep red. You watched as his balls drew tight, signaling he was near release. You ducked your body under the table and formed a ring with your fingers, holding the base of his cock with a firm grip as you pulled out the milking pump.
“FU-FUCK!” he grunted loudly. “Swear you get off on doing that,” he spat out, hitting his forehead against the leather padded table in frustration.
“I don’t not,” you giggle, connecting the tube to the pump to the last vial you had. With a fat lick of your tongue from his perineum, over his scrotum, and up his shaft, your lips wrapped around his head giving him an urgent suck before you popped off him. Giving his twitching cock a kiss, you slid the pump over his cock and began pumping him faster than before.
“SHIT! SHIT! I’M-I’M CUM—” the rest of his stutter was cut off by a pleasured, dull roar as his hips squeaked and rutted against the table. You watched the pump line fill with the thick, white liquid going down the drip line and into its vial. The sound of weary panting left Kid as the line kept dripping until the vial was filled to the brim.
“I’m done I’m dooonnee!!” he cried from overstimulation as you pulled the pump off.
“I know love, I know,” you topped the vial and put the equipment in the bucket. Noticing a few drops weeping from his softening dick, you quickly crawled over and enveloped your mouth on his tip to lick him dry.
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8 tiles to go, 49 calls made so far.
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golden-girl-daisy · 2 months
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Happy 3rd birthday, Dr. Bunsen Honeydew!!
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