Girls Who Were Raised To Not Talk To Strangers Who Are Now Rubbing Their Clit Frantically To Perverts

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Good girls fantasize about being raped and bred violently, degradingly and publicly.

(Tw: cnc)

What if???? we went swimming in a lake with a rocky beach and I emerge from the water and you decide you need to fuck me right then so you make me get on all fours even though the rocks dig painfully into my knees. Water is still dripping off me and my swimsuit’s soaked and it sticks to me as you pull down my bottoms and let them pool around my knees so you can access my holes. And I cry out as your hand slides up my inner thighs and then suddenly grazes my cunt.

You bend down over me, reaching around my jaw to grab it forcefully so you can pull my ear closer to your mouth as you grunt into my ear about how I’m loving every moment of this and how disgusting I am for it.

And it’s true. My mind is hyper-focused on the feeling of the open air against my exposed cunt and the pain and humiliation of my current position, and all of it is making me soak myself.

You reach between my inner thighs again, this time slower, and run two fingers softly up my flesh until your index finger is perched just outside my entrance.

I’m suddenly so desperate for you to be inside me that I let out a whimper.

Finally, agonizingly, you dip your finger inside me and feel how wet I am.

“Pathetic needy whore” you say to me.

You then withdraw from me, let go of my jaw, and come to stand in front of me. I’m now eye level with your cock, straining against your swim trunks.

You grab the back of my head and push my face into your still-clothed crotch and I nuzzle my face all over it, before you tilt my head up to look at you.

We hold eye contact as you finally withdraw yourself from your shorts, pulling out your erect cock from above your waist band.

“Open wide,” you say and I oblige, unprepared for your full length to be forcefully thrusted down the length of my throat. It feels like a punch to my esophagus and I immediately start crying and gagging.

This new forceful motion has aggravated the pain of the rocks stabbing into my knees. I can feel them cutting into my flesh and my hands desperate to solidify my ground as you ram into my throat repeatedly.

My brain has completely surrendered itself to this, giving myself over to the mixture of pain and arousal. It feels like it goes on forever, you using my throat like this.

Tears continue streaming down my face, and bits of my guttural cries come out between thrusts.

Finally, you withdraw yourself long enough for me to gasp in air. I look pleadingly up at you. Your cock is still hovering above my face.

“Good girl,” you say. “I bet that made you even wetter. Should I use your pussy now?”

“Yes, sir,” I say, but you weren’t waiting for my answer. You’ve already stepped around to position yourself behind me.

Your hand immediately goes to my cunt, thrusting a couple fingers inside and catching the liquid dripping out of me.

You place a hand on each of my hips, digging into my soft flesh with a hard grip.

I can feel the tip of your cock brush between my folds as you line yourself up with my entrance and then without hesitation, your whole length filling me, widening me.

I feel so whole now, the girth of your cock stuffing me full in a way that my body has been yearning for.

You thrust like this for a while, stopping occasionally to spank me. The sharp sound of your hand making contact with my ass cuts through the air, and I wonder if people across the lake can hear this.

As you continue pounding into me, one of your hands relinquishes the firm grip it’s had on my hip and wanders over my back. You drag your nails over my back, leaving scratches that feel like warm lines against the cool air. When your hand finds my shoulder, I can somehow feel your cock even deeper inside of me as you’ve found a new position to grip me from.

Your other hand now wanders up and grabs my hair and yanks my head back. My entire body is vibrating with anticipation.

I can tell you’re close because your pace becomes more erratic and your breathing hitches. You let out a few moans as you pull me into a few final jagged thrusts before emptying yourself inside me.

I don’t know what he’s saying to her, but I know there’s a period after every word. Don’t. Fucking. Move. A. Muscle.

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There’s nothing better than hearing the begging and crying and panicked screams getting more and more frantic as she feels you enter her cunt without a condom, then as she starts to worry that you might cum inside her, then as she realizes that it was always your plan to rape every inch of her, including her womb. The last of her dignity exiting her body with hoarse shrieks as she cries “no, please”, before you finally let loose inside of her and her traitorous cunt tightens around you, spasming as she realizes this what she was meant to be all along. Mine.

God, I love forced breeding. It's hot enough already when they struggle, but the level of desperation that comes from knowing that if they don't push you off them you'll cum inside and they might get knocked up... Perfect. Especially the kind of depraved sluts who get wet when you threaten to give them a rapebaby, even as they cry and beg you to pull out.

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The light in a girl’s eyes slowly leaving as she tries helplessly to push you off of her, and the slight shock on her face when she feels her muscles failing, and the defeat when she looks up into your eyes again and sees her the torture she’s about to experience shining out of your eyes at her, is absolutely breathtaking. Her humanity exiting her body and pooling at the base of her cunt and in her panties, her eyes slowly glazing over as she realizes that from here on out, she’ll only ever be an object. Her slight breathing during the calm before the storm that’s about to happen to her, before your muscles snap and destroy her.

Ive already posted about this but it lives rent free in my head so the first time I hooked up with that girl who's my mutual, I had her pinned down and she had the bright idea to try and struggle out. She was so confident with a big smile on her face, she struggled really hard but she never broke my grip on her wrists, or she'd try to push her knees and legs up to get out and I'd just use my knees and hips to spread her again and thrust. And after what felt like a long time there was just a point where it clicked in her head she couldn't win and her eyes just like, changed. Fear? Excitement? The light had disappeared from her eyes and all her fight was gone and she had to accept her place as my toy. Real cnc shit bitches.

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