There Is Something So Fucking Satisfying About Cum. The Right Amount Of Gross To Feel Taboo And Fucked

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Home tomorrow, love you! The siblings read the text from their parents. “What do you want to do tonight?” Sitting on the couch, the younger sister leans in a little bit closer. “I dunno. Order food, maybe watch a movie.” Her older brother is barely paying attention. Awkwardly twirling her hair, she tugs at her shirt, maximizing his view of her chest.

They eat from takeout containers. Drivel plays on the television. He tries to focus on the terrible movie as his sibling shifts in her seat. Each small movement brings her an inch closer to him. By the end of the first act, her thigh touches his. The man looks over at her nervous, goofy smile. She’s sneakily wiggled across the whole couch to sit right next to him.

“Can I help you?” Sarcasm. His sister fumbles her words. “What do you want to early movie. After the movie. It’s still early, what do you want to do after the movie.” She gets there in the end. “Uh… I’ll figure it out then…?” Pink blush across her cheeks as she looks into her brother’s eyes. The awkward conversation turns into an awkward silence.

“Maybe… can we do some… stuff… like that other time…?” He snaps at his sister. “We agreed that was a one time thing – and that we weren’t going to talk about it.” Her nervous glow has turned bright red with embarrassment. “Sorry.” She mumbles. He ignores her and tries to watch the movie. The girl can’t help herself. “…It’s not like we just did it one time…”

He knows she’s just trying to get under his skin. He takes the bait. “Yeah we did. We only had one condom, remember?” She rolls her eyes. “Yeah but we used our mouths a bunch of times that weekend.” Her brother falls for her trick. “That’s different. That doesn’t count.” His sister twists her hair and plays innocent. “Oookie…” This time she savours the pause. “So if you… in my mouth it doesn’t count… so can we do that…?”

The older brother tries to talk himself out of it. She leans her head against his shoulder as he pretends to watch the movie. His sister slips down his stomach. Laying her face in his lap, she feels his hard cock underneath his shorts. Nuzzling against his throbbing dick, the girl waits for him to break down.

Three minutes pass. “Fuck.” He mumbles, pulling himself out from his waistband. His little sister’s hot mouth slips down his shaft. Trying to alleviate his guilt, the man tries to fantasize about anything else. A coworker, a teacher, the girl from the grocery store. The sharp memory of fucking his sister cuts into his mind. “Fuck.” He almost cums when he pictures her naked body riding his cock.

She pops her head up, stroking her brother’s spit-soaked cock. “You’re so hard. You need some relief. Are you masturbating enough?” He grunts, undressing her with his eyes. “You can always use my panties if you need some help.” She deepthroats his cock and pulls herself up again. “Or you could use me to masturbate.” His dick twitches in her slippery grip.

“Yeah…” The girl smiles, knowing her brother has lost the fight. “Just helping each other masturbate…” More deepthroating, more stroking. “That’s fine, right?” His fingers slip into her bottoms, feeling her drippy pussy. “It’s not really incest, we’re just helping each other out…” The leap of logic is enough for him. His sister strips, revealing that beautiful body from his fantasies.

“Do you have a condom?” A cute girly giggle from his sibling. “Uh, nooo… Do you?” He’s frustrated again. “No!? You’re trying to fuck – I mean masturbate with me and you didn’t bring a condom?” A naughty shrug. “I didn’t really think about it…” More deepthroating. Her lips kiss the base of his cock. “What are we going to do tonight, then?” A satisfying pop and she sprawls back on the couch. “I dunno… What do you want to do?”

“I can’t cum inside.” Another naughty shrug. “Whatever you think is best.” Too horny to make a good decision, his rubs his cock against his sister’s wet cunt. It feels incredibly soft and sticky. Precum and spit smears all over her clit. “I’ll just… masturbate… for a bit. Then we can figure something out.” She nods, guiding him inside of her.

His raw cock is buried in his sister’s cunt. She makes the sweetest sounds when he’s deep inside her. The older brother moves slowly – thrusting in too fast could finish him. As well, his sister’s tight pussy gripping onto his cock could cause trouble when he pulls out. He tries to keep his imagination focused on cumming somewhere less inappropriate. Finish all over her face, or her chest, or her stomach. Instead he dreams of breeding his little sister’s pussy.

She moans and writhes with each push. “Feels sooo much better without a condom~ <3” Her sing-song voice teases him. She’s right. Every bit of her slippery, wet pussy kisses his bare cock. He starts to fuck her faster, desperate for more contact. The brother pounds into her cunt, almost as hard as their first time. He recognizes her flushed expression. Rougher, faster, he wants to make her cum.

“Is this still masturbating?” The little sister rubs her clit as he stretches her out. “Yeah- it’s not really incest unless I cum inside.” She rubs faster. “What if… what if I… AH!” Her words turn into gibberish. Hot, wet, and sweet, he feels her cum on his cock. It looks so good. She trembles and squeaks, trying to express herself. It’s his turn to taunt her. “You came on your brother’s cock. That’s more than masturbating.” Barely able to catch her breath, his hips smack into her thighs. Finally, she speaks.

“Incest feels really good.” Her simple observation starts to push him over the edge. “Yeah? Does it?” She stares into her brother’s eyes. “Yeah. You should try it…” Any semblance of control is long gone. Fucking his little sister’s pussy as deep and hard as he can, he lets himself slip. A low growl rolls off his tongue as he dumps his load of cum into his sibling’s unprotected cunt. They don’t break eye contact for even a moment. She watches her brother’s wild expression with glee as he breeds her.

That night they play hide and seek for the first time in over a decade. He follows her giggles to find her hiding behind her bed. Catching her, they laugh and wrestle on the mattress. Her brother’s cum still drips from her pussy as he drags her hips towards him. She arches her back and pushes back into his cock. He breeds her again. They talk about trying anal instead. She bounces her cum-filled pussy on his dick until he fills her up. They kiss and cuddle.

Taking a break, she drinks some water. Her brother rubs his cock against her messy cunt, ready for more. She swallows and puts her water bottle back on the bedside table, next to an unopened box of condoms.

If you’re a man who’s grossed out by period sex, you’re a coward

Period sex to distract me from / help my cramps pretty please?

Me and big brother! ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ `ྀི꒱ა

She said "Am I a good baby sister?" And I immediately came inside her.

i’m thinking of a world where men entering adulthood are paired with women entering adulthood and symbolically enter manhood during a public claiming ceremony. during these ceremonies the woman is forced to lay spread eagled on a bed in the middle of an arena- ensuring her spread legs and pussy are able to be seen by everyone in the massive crowd. the man shows his dominance and superiority over the woman- who will become his wife- by fucking and impregnating her in front of their entire town.

you’re a trans man living in this society where this tradition is followed and today is your 20th birthday- you’re entering symbolic adulthood and your ceremony is today. though you perceive yourself as a man in every sense of the word and feel it deep in your soul- your small stature, delicate features, and most of all- bouncy b cup tits and pussy- define you as a woman in the eyes of everyone in your town.

womanhood and the ceremony where you will be fucked and bred are inescapable for you.

you stare blankly at the wall in front of you as your mom and sister fuss over your appearance- dressing you in the traditional ceremonial attire. you look towards the mirror and feel entirely disconnected from the image staring back at you. despite the short hair cut you gave yourself weeks ago- you are dressed in a delicate white sun dress and certainly look the part of the wife you will soon become.

your mom- who went through this ceremony like all women before her- cups your face and smiles “don’t be nervous my darling. it may hurt at first but entering womanhood and submitting to your husband is a beautiful thing. i’m so excited to spoil my grandbabies.” you flush at the reminder of your fate and stay silent. “come, it’s almost time.”

a line of older women who have already undergone the ceremony surround you and lead you in a slow walk through the long hallway leading into the breeding arena. as you walk closer, the noise of the crowd waiting excitedly grows louder. your ears ring with nervousness as you walk through the grand arch and take in the crowd before you. as you walk closer to the center you see the vague outline of your soon-to-be husband walking at a matching pace through the corresponding arch surrounded by men who smirk and shove him playfully towards the bed in the center of the room. the crowd goes crazy at the sight of the man and his new bride- leering and shouting obscenities that blend into one cacophony of noise.

“fuck her!” “make her scream!” “knock her up!”

as you and the man meet in the center of the arena- you get your first look at his face and gasp. your breeder is your childhood best friend, matthew. he was the one person you felt safe enough to admit your transness to. he had held your hand and reassured you through all the pain you felt growing up. and he… looked almost excited?

you took a step back but were shoved forward by your mother who looked at you reassuringly. the priest stepped forward and silenced the crowd with a raised hand. the new hush that fell over the mass of people was almost worse than the yelling. you took in the hungry eyes of the men in the stadium and the almost sympathetic looks from the women. you felt a deep shame and embarrassment that all of these people were about to watch you get impregnated- especially as you began to notice familiar faces. teachers, friends, family. you snapped out of your observations as the priest began to speak.

“we gather here today to witness the coming of age of this fine young man. matthew. here, in this sacred arena where many of you found yourselves not too long ago or will find yourselves soon- we will observe as matthew’s bride submits to his dominance and masculine superiority and becomes his woman and the mother of his offspring- which will become the new generation.” the crowd hums. the man turns towards matthew and his father. “men, prepare the bride.”

your heart pounds in your chest as the women who led you into the stadium excluding your mother- stride away from you. matthew comes towards you and grabs you by the chin- forcing you took up at him as he towers over you. “i’m so happy it was you” he says taking in your attire. “i can’t wait to show you how a real man treats his woman”

you barely have a moment to feel your betrayal before your dress is stripped from your body and you are thrown onto the bed. leaving you bare and exposed to the crowd. matthew doesn’t waste a moment- he gropes your chest, fondling one of your breasts and looking down at you with an unreadable expression. he trails his other hand down your trembling form- pausing at your flat stomach. “i’m going to make you swell with my children, and i won’t stop at one. i want a big family.” you whimper and try to push him off but your hands are pinned by two people behind you. you stretch your head back and flush when you see that they belong to your mother and matthew’s father.

“this is the undeniable place of a woman.” started the priest again as you began to weep “she lies, restrained, underneath the strong form of her man. notice, my people, how weak and fragile she appears under the strength of our young matthew. how he towers over her. the natural place of a woman is submission- while a man feels the urge to dominate and control.”

matthew’s hand makes its way down to your pussy and he wastes no time shoving a finger inside of your quivering hole, thumb playing with your clit. you moan against your will and he smirks. “you can deny you like this and struggle all you want, but your wet pussy, she doesn’t lie.” he began to finger fuck you fast and you throw your head back with unwilling ecstasy. the bed shifts beneath you as your former friend climbs onto the bed alongside you- stroking his growing cock. “i’m going to fuck you so hard, i’m going to make your brain melt and make you forget that you ever wanted anything other than this right here.” he curved his fingers and pressed on your g spot making you squeal femininely and arch your back obscenely. the crowd echoed with laughter that elevated your shame- though you were quickly losing your inhibitions as the pleasure grew stronger.

“look at this” he grabbed your chin once more, forcing you to look down this time. your mouth fell open as you gazed upon his long, thick cock that he rested over your stomach. how would that ever fit inside of you? “this is what real men have. they use it to fuck girls like you. you always whined and cried about how nobody would ever see you as a man- but how could they? look at your stupid little needy pussy weeping for my cock already. you can deny it but this pussy right here?” he slapped it making you gasp “was born for taking cock and receiving a man’s seed.“

he emphasized his point by lining up his cock, making your heart pound in anticipation, before slipping in in one long thrust that forced unimaginably embarrassing noises from your mouth. your eyes rolled back into your head as you were officially submitted. the crowd roared as matthew finally claimed you as his wife and the breeding ceremony began.

arms still restrained above your head, you gasped and moaned like a bitch as matthew began to fuck you. every thrust filled you with warmth and filthy filthy pleasure. “look at me bitch” matthew grunted. you opened your eyes and made eye contact with your husband. “you’re such a good girl. this is the rest of your life, whore. you’re going to give me so many children. you’ll be a good mother.”

matthew’s strong hands grabbed at your waist and he began to fuck you harder, lifting one of your legs over his shoulder. the change in angle had your eyes rolling into the back of your head and your jaw dropping. “oh oh oh my god” you moaned. your tongue fell out of your mouth as you felt unimaginable pleasure. you knew then that you had absolutely no power. your mom and matthew’s father kept your arms tightly restrained above your head, his masculine hands caressed your soon to be pregnant stomach, your tits bounced with every thrust of his hips against your ass. you were submitting to him entirely. the thought made you gasp and throw your head to the side.

“fuck yeah, uh. fucking bitch-“ you vaguely registered matthew’s words and opened your eyes to take in the crowd that was watching you be dominated so profusely. the men looked hungrily at your spread legs and fucked out pussy. even the priest looked at you and saw nothing but a woman being put in her place. not one of those hungry eyes were looking at your bouncing breasts and saw a man. matthew seemed to catch your line of thought and laughed as he thrusted in and out of your weeping pussy.

he let go of your lifted leg, resting it on his shoulder, and you were ashamed to say you made no effort to move- too lost in agonizing pleasure and an indescribable loss. he grabbed your throat and looked down at you again. “you’re a woman- MY woman. say it. say it and maybe i’ll let you come.”

“i- i’m your woman.” you gasped as he put more pressure on your neck.

“you were made for me, you will spread your legs for me at my every whim and carry my children. because that was what you were made for.”

he slapped your face and accentuated his words with a hard thrust. the pleasure was building even more now.

“i, oooh, was made for matthew, i will spread my legs for him at his every whim and carry his children. because that was what i was made for.”

“good girl” he said, you nodded and screamed with pleasure as he lifted both of your legs and spread them wide- jostling your whole body with a newfound vigor. “i’m gonna come inside you and make you a mommy, slut.”

those words alone made your back arch and toes curl as you came your brains out on his superior cock. your mind went blank with pleasure. but he wasn’t stopping. you didn’t even realize, but your arms were released from their hold as you climaxed. unrestrained, your arms unconsciously wrapped around your new husbands back as you shook and squealed and finally gave into your role.

“ahhhh, fuck me please keep fucking me. oh my God. please give me your babies i’ll be a good girl i promise please just keep going.” matthew laughed in your ear, the sound deep and full.

“whatever you say, wife.” he pushed your legs down and folded you into a mating press, fucking you hard and fast and- somehow- at the perfect angle. each and every thrust hit your g spot and another orgasm was coming on fast. you couldn’t control the noises that were coming out of your mouth- you scratched lines into your man’s back as the pleasure built up again. he moaned in your ear “i’m close, i’m gonna flood your womb with cum.”

you screamed louder than you’d ever screamed before as you felt your husbands cock twitch inside you and warm jets of cum shot straight into your fertile womb. this climax was even better than the previous and you lay there- the picture of womanliness and submission.

you barely registered your husband pulling out of your used pussy or your legs falling onto the mattress. you were completely fucked out. your tongue lolled to the side as you smiled slightly, eyes glazed over, legs twitching and cum slowly leaking out of you. distantly you heard matthew’s father joking with his son “i guess you really made her brain melt huh kid?”, your mother brushed your hair out of your face and whispered words of congratulations, the crowd cheered and chanted.

but all of that noise faded into the background as waves of pleasure ran through you. maybe being a woman wasn’t so bad after all.

Me and who? ౨ৎ

MARO NO KANJA WA GATENKEI 1 SUBBED

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Me: *is horny 24/7*

Me: I should make a NSFW tumblr, it’ll be a great outlet!

Me: *is now even more aggressively horny 24/7*

Big bro x little sis