u/fitcurvygirl

"Please Gemma, just have him over for a couple of weeks!"

And I'd agreed, of course. I've told my sister, Emily, that I'd be more than happy of having my nephew as a guest for some days. It had been a while since I saw Marcus. I'd moved to another state years ago; my husband John got an offer that was simply too good to turn down, even if we had to move to the other side of the country. Had not seen him in years.

Emily had told me that my nephew had become more of a troublemaker recently, and I was a bit worried. Some of the stories she told me were too far fetched, tho. Maybe he could be mean to some students in the community college, like every college goerdoes, they are stupid until their mid 20s, after all. But... being the bully of his school? Straight up terrorizing the teachers to pass him? And that thing she mentioned once about him causing a divorce of a family from the neighborhood, after the husband found him in bed with his pregnant wife.

Nonsense.

But maybe my nephew was taking some wrong decisions, and that worried me. We both agreed that some fresh air, some change of scenery for some weeks would be the right thing. I also thought that my sister needed a break, although I'd never mention that to her, of course. But sometimes she just seemed to be top stressed from work and coming up with this crazy stories about him...

John agreed without arguing, God bless him. He always has my back, and never complains about my ideas.

But when Marcus arrived, I thought that maybe it had not been a good idea after all. He had changed a lot. And I have to admit it, i felt a bit umcomfortable by his presence. He was a tall, solid towering wall of muscle, and I felt like he radiated menace. He stood two heads easily over me, and more than one over my husband, and I noticed that even if two Johns stood together in front of him, they wouldn't match the width of his shoulders. When welcoming him, he hugged me in a way that I didn't thought appropriate, but I couldn't say anything, wrapped by those trunk like, brawny arms and thick fingered hands.

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"OOOoooOOOOooOOhhhHh" was all I could exclaim, my brain incapable of producing even some basic words. Just a continuous, ululating scream of pleasure. And as simple and unarticulated as it was, it captured perfectly my situation: being manhandled by a brutal stud, my body more stimulated that I thought was possible, every nerve in it seemed to be catching fire after being overloaded. My body was more stuffed than I thought it was even possible. Pain and pleasure were mixed in a way I had never experienced.

The world become a blur of motion as you grabbed me by the throat and made me straighten a bit, tits bouncing wildly in front of me. Head lolling back as you choked me, sweaty hair falling messily over my eyes, tits bouncing and slapping against each other on circular motions. You mentioned something about cameras but I simply didn't understand, as I squirted and shoot my juices a whole foot ahead of me, making a mess all over the floor.

The powerful orgasm, along with the choking, was simply too much. I became sort of paralyzed, no strength left on my body, which was propped up by your muscular arms and your elephant cock, as all power left my body and I became nothing more than a doll for you to use and abuse for your own pleasure. I just was vaguely aware of a strand of saliva falling from my open mouth to my bouncing breasts and the monstercock assaulting my womb, and even that was more a faint sensation than anything.

I wasn't sure of how much time went by during my cock induced trance. But then I was snapped back into reality by the feeling of my belly distending, as you were pimping me full of your nut.

"Oh God, oh god, nooo!"

I tried to pull you out, to no avail, as I felt your powerful, glue-like cum filling me. I could only stare at the cameras filming me, slack jawed as you filled me, each rope as copious as dozens of a normal man load, so potent and powerful that I realized the smell of it would stick with me for a while, even if I bathed. And somehow, feeling how you marked me in the most primal way made me have another painful orgasm.

I fell down to the bed, my whole body limp. I heard a horrid squelching sound as my pussy returned to some semblance of normality, expelling your studly nut, running down my thighs and legs in rivulets.

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Hey there! You are in luck cuz today I'm going to play a smut heavy RP of a breeding bull of a nephew taking over his auntie's home. Cuckolding is a must. I want some buildup, yeah, but it will be more porn logic, degenerate smut. Like 35% buildup and 65% smut, as you take over my home and make me your cock obsessed whore. How about using breeding stud as password? For this RP, the most depraved, the better!

My kinks are: Corruption, moral degeneration, passionate sex, romance (when I'm in the mood of it, of course. This RP isn't one of them), humiliation and degradation, huge and young men, big dicks, heavily dominant men. Fanatic of men who aren't afraid how much they are enjoying it: loud sex, lots of kissing, getting groped everywhere, loud animalistic grunting, huge cumshots. Breeding risk and risky sex.

Favorite positions are missionary (it can be really intense if you know how to do it), doggy, carry fuck, spoon fucking (to let the cuck have a good view 😉 ) and mating press

My limits are: Animals, group sex, being pimped, fantasy (tentacles, vore, futa, that sort of things), scat.

Those limits are non negotiable. But outside of them, Im willing to and eager to go as dark as you want! This is a really perverted RP after all!

For your character, "huge" would be the addequate work to describe him. Early 20s, I'd say 6'8", with a wide, strong shoulder, a bull-like neck, connected to a imposing chest and arms that are as wide as my legs. Three thrunk like thighs, and a huge dick to match. Dominating, and a bad person overall. I'm not the first wife you ruined, and I certainly won't be the last. Maybe you are already responsible for some pregnancies (of course you aren't paying support, that's up to their boyfriends/husbands). Weight around 260lbs, very muscular and powerful build, short brown hair, and a huge, swollen, meaty and veiny White horsecock with a matchingly massive pair of bloated and extremely over-productive testes. Basically if a man could be mixed with an absolute breeding bull, it would be Marcus

I'll be Gemma, 35yo, D cups and a slim waist with wide hips and nice legs for you to open. Dirty blonde, green eyes. Married but haven't got pregnant... yet!

Please send me your kinks and limits, along with a sample of how you write. Please put on an effort. I'm looking for a new dark minded, descriptive daddy!

"Please Gemma, just have him over for a couple of weeks!"

And I'd agreed, of course. I've told my sister, Emily, that I'd be more than happy of having my nephew as a guest for some days. It had been a while since I saw Marcus. I'd moved to another state years ago; my husband John got an offer that was simply too good to turn down, even if we had to move to the other side of the country. Had not seen him in years.

Emily had told me that my nephew had become more of a troublemaker recently, and I was a bit worried. Some of the stories she told me were too far fetched, tho. Maybe he could be mean to some students in the community college, like every college goerdoes, they are stupid until their mid 20s, after all. But... being the bully of his school? Straight up terrorizing the teachers to pass him? And that thing she mentioned once about him causing a divorce of a family from the neighborhood, after the husband found him in bed with his pregnant wife.

Nonsense.

But maybe my nephew was taking some wrong decisions, and that worried me. We both agreed that some fresh air, some change of scenery for some weeks would be the right thing. I also thought that my sister needed a break, although I'd never mention that to her, of course. But sometimes she just seemed to be top stressed from work and coming up with this crazy stories about him...

John agreed without arguing, God bless him. He always has my back, and never complains about my ideas.

But when Marcus arrived, I thought that maybe it had not been a good idea after all. He had changed a lot. And I have to admit it, i felt a bit umcomfortable by his presence. He was a tall, solid towering wall of muscle, and I felt like he radiated menace. He stood two heads easily over me, and more than one over my husband, and I noticed that even if two Johns stood together in front of him, they wouldn't match the width of his shoulders. When welcoming him, he hugged me in a way that I didn't thought appropriate, but I couldn't say anything, wrapped by those trunk like, brawny arms and thick fingered hands.

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"OOOoooOOOOooOOhhhHh" was all I could exclaim, my brain incapable of producing even some basic words. Just a continuous, ululating scream of pleasure. And as simple and unarticulated as it was, it captured perfectly my situation: being manhandled by a brutal stud, my body more stimulated that I thought was possible, every nerve in it seemed to be catching fire after being overloaded. My body was more stuffed than I thought it was even possible. Pain and pleasure were mixed in a way I had never experienced.

The world become a blur of motion as you grabbed me by the throat and made me straighten a bit, tits bouncing wildly in front of me. Head lolling back as you choked me, sweaty hair falling messily over my eyes, tits bouncing and slapping against each other on circular motions. You mentioned something about cameras but I simply didn't understand, as I squirted and shoot my juices a whole foot ahead of me, making a mess all over the floor.

The powerful orgasm, along with the choking, was simply too much. I became sort of paralyzed, no strength left on my body, which was propped up by your muscular arms and your elephant cock, as all power left my body and I became nothing more than a doll for you to use and abuse for your own pleasure. I just was vaguely aware of a strand of saliva falling from my open mouth to my bouncing breasts and the monstercock assaulting my womb, and even that was more a faint sensation than anything.

I wasn't sure of how much time went by during my cock induced trance. But then I was snapped back into reality by the feeling of my belly distending, as you were pimping me full of your nut.

"Oh God, oh god, nooo!"

I tried to pull you out, to no avail, as I felt your powerful, glue-like cum filling me. I could only stare at the cameras filming me, slack jawed as you filled me, each rope as copious as dozens of a normal man load, so potent and powerful that I realized the smell of it would stick with me for a while, even if I bathed. And somehow, feeling how you marked me in the most primal way made me have another painful orgasm.

I fell down to the bed, my whole body limp. I heard a horrid squelching sound as my pussy returned to some semblance of normality, expelling your studly nut, running down my thighs and legs in rivulets.

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Hey there! You are in luck cuz today I'm going to play a smut heavy RP of a breeding bull of a nephew taking over his auntie's home. Cuckolding is a must. I want some buildup, yeah, but it will be more porn logic, degenerate smut. Like 35% buildup and 65% smut, as you take over my home and make me your cock obsessed whore. How about using breeding stud as password? For this RP, the most depraved, the better!

My kinks are: Corruption, moral degeneration, passionate sex, romance (when I'm in the mood of it, of course. This RP isn't one of them), humiliation and degradation, huge and young men, big dicks, heavily dominant men. Fanatic of men who aren't afraid how much they are enjoying it: loud sex, lots of kissing, getting groped everywhere, loud animalistic grunting, huge cumshots. Breeding risk and risky sex.

Favorite positions are missionary (it can be really intense if you know how to do it), doggy, carry fuck, spoon fucking (to let the cuck have a good view 😉 ) and mating press

My limits are: Animals, group sex, being pimped, fantasy (tentacles, vore, futa, that sort of things), scat.

Those limits are non negotiable. But outside of them, Im willing to and eager to go as dark as you want! This is a really perverted RP after all!

For your character, "huge" would be the addequate work to describe him. Early 20s, I'd say 6'8", with a wide, strong shoulder, a bull-like neck, connected to a imposing chest and arms that are as wide as my legs. Three thrunk like thighs, and a huge dick to match. Dominating, and a bad person overall. I'm not the first wife you ruined, and I certainly won't be the last. Maybe you are already responsible for some pregnancies (of course you aren't paying support, that's up to their boyfriends/husbands). Weight around 260lbs, very muscular and powerful build, short brown hair, and a huge, swollen, meaty and veiny White horsecock with a matchingly massive pair of bloated and extremely over-productive testes. Basically if a man could be mixed with an absolute breeding bull, it would be Marcus

I'll be Gemma, 35yo, D cups and a slim waist with wide hips and nice legs for you to open. Dirty blonde, green eyes. Married but haven't got pregnant... yet!

Please send me your kinks and limits, along with a sample of how you write. Please put on an effort. I'm looking for a new dark minded, descriptive daddy!

"Please Gemma, just have him over for a couple of weeks!"

And I'd agreed, of course. I've told my sister, Emily, that I'd be more than happy of having my nephew as a guest for some days. It had been a while since I saw Marcus. I'd moved to another state years ago; my husband John got an offer that was simply too good to turn down, even if we had to move to the other side of the country. Had not seen him in years.

Emily had told me that my nephew had become more of a troublemaker recently, and I was a bit worried. Some of the stories she told me were too far fetched, tho. Maybe he could be mean to some students in the community college, like every college goerdoes, they are stupid until their mid 20s, after all. But... being the bully of his school? Straight up terrorizing the teachers to pass him? And that thing she mentioned once about him causing a divorce of a family from the neighborhood, after the husband found him in bed with his pregnant wife.

Nonsense.

But maybe my nephew was taking some wrong decisions, and that worried me. We both agreed that some fresh air, some change of scenery for some weeks would be the right thing. I also thought that my sister needed a break, although I'd never mention that to her, of course. But sometimes she just seemed to be top stressed from work and coming up with this crazy stories about him...

John agreed without arguing, God bless him. He always has my back, and never complains about my ideas.

But when Marcus arrived, I thought that maybe it had not been a good idea after all. He had changed a lot. And I have to admit it, i felt a bit umcomfortable by his presence. He was a tall, solid towering wall of muscle, and I felt like he radiated menace. He stood two heads easily over me, and more than one over my husband, and I noticed that even if two Johns stood together in front of him, they wouldn't match the width of his shoulders. When welcoming him, he hugged me in a way that I didn't thought appropriate, but I couldn't say anything, wrapped by those trunk like, brawny arms and thick fingered hands.

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"OOOoooOOOOooOOhhhHh" was all I could exclaim, my brain incapable of producing even some basic words. Just a continuous, ululating scream of pleasure. And as simple and unarticulated as it was, it captured perfectly my situation: being manhandled by a brutal stud, my body more stimulated that I thought was possible, every nerve in it seemed to be catching fire after being overloaded. My body was more stuffed than I thought it was even possible. Pain and pleasure were mixed in a way I had never experienced.

The world become a blur of motion as you grabbed me by the throat and made me straighten a bit, tits bouncing wildly in front of me. Head lolling back as you choked me, sweaty hair falling messily over my eyes, tits bouncing and slapping against each other on circular motions. You mentioned something about cameras but I simply didn't understand, as I squirted and shoot my juices a whole foot ahead of me, making a mess all over the floor.

The powerful orgasm, along with the choking, was simply too much. I became sort of paralyzed, no strength left on my body, which was propped up by your muscular arms and your elephant cock, as all power left my body and I became nothing more than a doll for you to use and abuse for your own pleasure. I just was vaguely aware of a strand of saliva falling from my open mouth to my bouncing breasts and the monstercock assaulting my womb, and even that was more a faint sensation than anything.

I wasn't sure of how much time went by during my cock induced trance. But then I was snapped back into reality by the feeling of my belly distending, as you were pimping me full of your nut.

"Oh God, oh god, nooo!"

I tried to pull you out, to no avail, as I felt your powerful, glue-like cum filling me. I could only stare at the cameras filming me, slack jawed as you filled me, each rope as copious as dozens of a normal man load, so potent and powerful that I realized the smell of it would stick with me for a while, even if I bathed. And somehow, feeling how you marked me in the most primal way made me have another painful orgasm.

I fell down to the bed, my whole body limp. I heard a horrid squelching sound as my pussy returned to some semblance of normality, expelling your studly nut, running down my thighs and legs in rivulets.

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Hey there! You are in luck cuz today I'm going to play a smut heavy RP of a breeding bull of a nephew taking over his auntie's home. Cuckolding is a must. I want some buildup, yeah, but it will be more porn logic, degenerate smut. Like 35% buildup and 65% smut, as you take over my home and make me your cock obsessed whore. How about using breeding stud as password? For this RP, the most depraved, the better!

My kinks are: Corruption, moral degeneration, passionate sex, romance (when I'm in the mood of it, of course. This RP isn't one of them), humiliation and degradation, huge and young men, big dicks, heavily dominant men. Fanatic of men who aren't afraid how much they are enjoying it: loud sex, lots of kissing, getting groped everywhere, loud animalistic grunting, huge cumshots. Breeding risk and risky sex.

Favorite positions are missionary (it can be really intense if you know how to do it), doggy, carry fuck, spoon fucking (to let the cuck have a good view 😉 ) and mating press

My limits are: Animals, group sex, being pimped, fantasy (tentacles, vore, futa, that sort of things), scat.

Those limits are non negotiable. But outside of them, Im willing to and eager to go as dark as you want! This is a really perverted RP after all!

For your character, "huge" would be the addequate work to describe him. Early 20s, I'd say 6'8", with a wide, strong shoulder, a bull-like neck, connected to a imposing chest and arms that are as wide as my legs. Three thrunk like thighs, and a huge dick to match. Dominating, and a bad person overall. I'm not the first wife you ruined, and I certainly won't be the last. Maybe you are already responsible for some pregnancies (of course you aren't paying support, that's up to their boyfriends/husbands). Weight around 260lbs, very muscular and powerful build, short brown hair, and a huge, swollen, meaty and veiny White horsecock with a matchingly massive pair of bloated and extremely over-productive testes. Basically if a man could be mixed with an absolute breeding bull, it would be Marcus

I'll be Gemma, 35yo, D cups and a slim waist with wide hips and nice legs for you to open. Dirty blonde, green eyes. Married but haven't got pregnant... yet!

Please send me your kinks and limits, along with a sample of how you write. Please put on an effort. I'm looking for a new dark minded, descriptive daddy!

"Please Gemma, just have him over for a couple of weeks!"

And I'd agreed, of course. I've told my sister, Emily, that I'd be more than happy of having my nephew as a guest for some days. It had been a while since I saw Marcus. I'd moved to another state years ago; my husband John got an offer that was simply too good to turn down, even if we had to move to the other side of the country. Had not seen him in years.

Emily had told me that my nephew had become more of a troublemaker recently, and I was a bit worried. Some of the stories she told me were too far fetched, tho. Maybe he could be mean to some students in the community college, like every college goerdoes, they are stupid until their mid 20s, after all. But... being the bully of his school? Straight up terrorizing the teachers to pass him? And that thing she mentioned once about him causing a divorce of a family from the neighborhood, after the husband found him in bed with his pregnant wife.

Nonsense.

But maybe my nephew was taking some wrong decisions, and that worried me. We both agreed that some fresh air, some change of scenery for some weeks would be the right thing. I also thought that my sister needed a break, although I'd never mention that to her, of course. But sometimes she just seemed to be top stressed from work and coming up with this crazy stories about him...

John agreed without arguing, God bless him. He always has my back, and never complains about my ideas.

But when Marcus arrived, I thought that maybe it had not been a good idea after all. He had changed a lot. And I have to admit it, i felt a bit umcomfortable by his presence. He was a tall, solid towering wall of muscle, and I felt like he radiated menace. He stood two heads easily over me, and more than one over my husband, and I noticed that even if two Johns stood together in front of him, they wouldn't match the width of his shoulders. When welcoming him, he hugged me in a way that I didn't thought appropriate, but I couldn't say anything, wrapped by those trunk like, brawny arms and thick fingered hands.

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"OOOoooOOOOooOOhhhHh" was all I could exclaim, my brain incapable of producing even some basic words. Just a continuous, ululating scream of pleasure. And as simple and unarticulated as it was, it captured perfectly my situation: being manhandled by a brutal stud, my body more stimulated that I thought was possible, every nerve in it seemed to be catching fire after being overloaded. My body was more stuffed than I thought it was even possible. Pain and pleasure were mixed in a way I had never experienced.

The world become a blur of motion as you grabbed me by the throat and made me straighten a bit, tits bouncing wildly in front of me. Head lolling back as you choked me, sweaty hair falling messily over my eyes, tits bouncing and slapping against each other on circular motions. You mentioned something about cameras but I simply didn't understand, as I squirted and shoot my juices a whole foot ahead of me, making a mess all over the floor.

The powerful orgasm, along with the choking, was simply too much. I became sort of paralyzed, no strength left on my body, which was propped up by your muscular arms and your elephant cock, as all power left my body and I became nothing more than a doll for you to use and abuse for your own pleasure. I just was vaguely aware of a strand of saliva falling from my open mouth to my bouncing breasts and the monstercock assaulting my womb, and even that was more a faint sensation than anything.

I wasn't sure of how much time went by during my cock induced trance. But then I was snapped back into reality by the feeling of my belly distending, as you were pimping me full of your nut.

"Oh God, oh god, nooo!"

I tried to pull you out, to no avail, as I felt your powerful, glue-like cum filling me. I could only stare at the cameras filming me, slack jawed as you filled me, each rope as copious as dozens of a normal man load, so potent and powerful that I realized the smell of it would stick with me for a while, even if I bathed. And somehow, feeling how you marked me in the most primal way made me have another painful orgasm.

I fell down to the bed, my whole body limp. I heard a horrid squelching sound as my pussy returned to some semblance of normality, expelling your studly nut, running down my thighs and legs in rivulets.

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Hey there! You are in luck cuz today I'm going to play a smut heavy RP of a breeding bull of a nephew taking over his auntie's home. Cuckolding is a must. I want some buildup, yeah, but it will be more porn logic, degenerate smut. Like 35% buildup and 65% smut, as you take over my home and make me your cock obsessed whore. How about using breeding stud as password? For this RP, the most depraved, the better!

My kinks are: Corruption, moral degeneration, passionate sex, romance (when I'm in the mood of it, of course. This RP isn't one of them), humiliation and degradation, huge and young men, big dicks, heavily dominant men. Fanatic of men who aren't afraid how much they are enjoying it: loud sex, lots of kissing, getting groped everywhere, loud animalistic grunting, huge cumshots. Breeding risk and risky sex.

Favorite positions are missionary (it can be really intense if you know how to do it), doggy, carry fuck, spoon fucking (to let the cuck have a good view 😉 ) and mating press

My limits are: Animals, group sex, being pimped, fantasy (tentacles, vore, futa, that sort of things), scat.

Those limits are non negotiable. But outside of them, Im willing to and eager to go as dark as you want! This is a really perverted RP after all!

For your character, "huge" would be the addequate work to describe him. Early 20s, I'd say 6'8", with a wide, strong shoulder, a bull-like neck, connected to a imposing chest and arms that are as wide as my legs. Three thrunk like thighs, and a huge dick to match. Dominating, and a bad person overall. I'm not the first wife you ruined, and I certainly won't be the last. Maybe you are already responsible for some pregnancies (of course you aren't paying support, that's up to their boyfriends/husbands). Weight around 260lbs, very muscular and powerful build, short brown hair, and a huge, swollen, meaty and veiny White horsecock with a matchingly massive pair of bloated and extremely over-productive testes. Basically if a man could be mixed with an absolute breeding bull, it would be Marcus

I'll be Gemma, 35yo, D cups and a slim waist with wide hips and nice legs for you to open. Dirty blonde, green eyes. Married but haven't got pregnant... yet!

Please send me your kinks and limits, along with a sample of how you write. Please put on an effort. I'm looking for a new dark minded, descriptive daddy!

"Please Gemma, just have him over for a couple of weeks!"

And I'd agreed, of course. I've told my sister, Emily, that I'd be more than happy of having my nephew as a guest for some days. It had been a while since I saw Marcus. I'd moved to another state years ago; my husband John got an offer that was simply too good to turn down, even if we had to move to the other side of the country. Had not seen him in years.

Emily had told me that my nephew had become more of a troublemaker recently, and I was a bit worried. Some of the stories she told me were too far fetched, tho. Maybe he could be mean to some students in the community college, like every college goerdoes, they are stupid until their mid 20s, after all. But... being the bully of his school? Straight up terrorizing the teachers to pass him? And that thing she mentioned once about him causing a divorce of a family from the neighborhood, after the husband found him in bed with his pregnant wife.

Nonsense.

But maybe my nephew was taking some wrong decisions, and that worried me. We both agreed that some fresh air, some change of scenery for some weeks would be the right thing. I also thought that my sister needed a break, although I'd never mention that to her, of course. But sometimes she just seemed to be top stressed from work and coming up with this crazy stories about him...

John agreed without arguing, God bless him. He always has my back, and never complains about my ideas.

But when Marcus arrived, I thought that maybe it had not been a good idea after all. He had changed a lot. And I have to admit it, i felt a bit umcomfortable by his presence. He was a tall, solid towering wall of muscle, and I felt like he radiated menace. He stood two heads easily over me, and more than one over my husband, and I noticed that even if two Johns stood together in front of him, they wouldn't match the width of his shoulders. When welcoming him, he hugged me in a way that I didn't thought appropriate, but I couldn't say anything, wrapped by those trunk like, brawny arms and thick fingered hands.

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"OOOoooOOOOooOOhhhHh" was all I could exclaim, my brain incapable of producing even some basic words. Just a continuous, ululating scream of pleasure. And as simple and unarticulated as it was, it captured perfectly my situation: being manhandled by a brutal stud, my body more stimulated that I thought was possible, every nerve in it seemed to be catching fire after being overloaded. My body was more stuffed than I thought it was even possible. Pain and pleasure were mixed in a way I had never experienced.

The world become a blur of motion as you grabbed me by the throat and made me straighten a bit, tits bouncing wildly in front of me. Head lolling back as you choked me, sweaty hair falling messily over my eyes, tits bouncing and slapping against each other on circular motions. You mentioned something about cameras but I simply didn't understand, as I squirted and shoot my juices a whole foot ahead of me, making a mess all over the floor.

The powerful orgasm, along with the choking, was simply too much. I became sort of paralyzed, no strength left on my body, which was propped up by your muscular arms and your elephant cock, as all power left my body and I became nothing more than a doll for you to use and abuse for your own pleasure. I just was vaguely aware of a strand of saliva falling from my open mouth to my bouncing breasts and the monstercock assaulting my womb, and even that was more a faint sensation than anything.

I wasn't sure of how much time went by during my cock induced trance. But then I was snapped back into reality by the feeling of my belly distending, as you were pimping me full of your nut.

"Oh God, oh god, nooo!"

I tried to pull you out, to no avail, as I felt your powerful, glue-like cum filling me. I could only stare at the cameras filming me, slack jawed as you filled me, each rope as copious as dozens of a normal man load, so potent and powerful that I realized the smell of it would stick with me for a while, even if I bathed. And somehow, feeling how you marked me in the most primal way made me have another painful orgasm.

I fell down to the bed, my whole body limp. I heard a horrid squelching sound as my pussy returned to some semblance of normality, expelling your studly nut, running down my thighs and legs in rivulets.

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Hey there! You are in luck cuz today I'm going to play a smut heavy RP of a breeding bull of a nephew taking over his auntie's home. Cuckolding is a must. I want some buildup, yeah, but it will be more porn logic, degenerate smut. Like 35% buildup and 65% smut, as you take over my home and make me your cock obsessed whore. How about using breeding stud as password? For this RP, the most depraved, the better!

My kinks are: Corruption, moral degeneration, passionate sex, romance (when I'm in the mood of it, of course. This RP isn't one of them), humiliation and degradation, huge and young men, big dicks, heavily dominant men. Fanatic of men who aren't afraid how much they are enjoying it: loud sex, lots of kissing, getting groped everywhere, loud animalistic grunting, huge cumshots. Breeding risk and risky sex.

Favorite positions are missionary (it can be really intense if you know how to do it), doggy, carry fuck, spoon fucking (to let the cuck have a good view 😉 ) and mating press

My limits are: Animals, group sex, being pimped, fantasy (tentacles, vore, futa, that sort of things), scat.

Those limits are non negotiable. But outside of them, Im willing to and eager to go as dark as you want! This is a really perverted RP after all!

For your character, "huge" would be the addequate work to describe him. Early 20s, I'd say 6'8", with a wide, strong shoulder, a bull-like neck, connected to a imposing chest and arms that are as wide as my legs. Three thrunk like thighs, and a huge dick to match. Dominating, and a bad person overall. I'm not the first wife you ruined, and I certainly won't be the last. Maybe you are already responsible for some pregnancies (of course you aren't paying support, that's up to their boyfriends/husbands). Weight around 260lbs, very muscular and powerful build, short brown hair, and a huge, swollen, meaty and veiny White horsecock with a matchingly massive pair of bloated and extremely over-productive testes. Basically if a man could be mixed with an absolute breeding bull, it would be Marcus

I'll be Gemma, 35yo, D cups and a slim waist with wide hips and nice legs for you to open. Dirty blonde, green eyes. Married but haven't got pregnant... yet!

Please send me your kinks and limits, along with a sample of how you write. Please put on an effort. I'm looking for a new dark minded, descriptive daddy!

"Please Gemma, just have him over for a couple of weeks!"

And I'd agreed, of course. I've told my sister, Emily, that I'd be more than happy of having my nephew as a guest for some days. It had been a while since I saw Marcus. I'd moved to another state years ago; my husband John got an offer that was simply too good to turn down, even if we had to move to the other side of the country. Last time I saw him was a tall, energetic kid.

Emily had told me that my nephew had become more of a troublemaker recently, and I was a bit worried. Some of the stories she told me were too far fetched, tho. Maybe he could be mean to a couple of guys in the community college, like every young man does, they are stupid until their mid 20s, after all. But... being the bully of his school? Straight up terrorizing the teachers to pass him? And that thing she mentioned once about him causing a divorce of a family from the neighborhood, after the husband found him in bed with his pregnant wife.

Nonsense.

But maybe my nephew was taking some wrong decisions, and that worried me. We both agreed that some fresh air, some change of scenery for some weeks would be the right thing. I also thought that my sister needed a break, although I'd never mention that to her, of course. But sometimes she just seemed to be top stressed from work and coming up with this crazy stories about him...

John agreed without arguing, God bless him. He always has my back, and never complains about my ideas.

But when Marcus arrived, I thought that maybe it had not been a good idea after all. He had changed a lot. Gone was the kid I'd met. And I have to admit it, i felt a bit umcomfortable by his presence. He was a tall, solid towering wall of muscle, and I felt like he radiated menace. He stood two heads easily over me, and more than one over my husband, and I noticed that even if two Johns stood together in front of him, they wouldn't match the width of his shoulders. When welcoming him, he hugged me in a way that I didn't thought appropriate, but I couldn't say anything, wrapped by those trunk like, brawny arms and thick fingered hands.

\+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

"OOOoooOOOOooOOhhhHh" was all I could exclaim, my brain incapable of producing even some basic words. Just a continuous, ululating scream of pleasure. And as simple and unarticulated as it was, it captured perfectly my situation: being manhandled by a brutal stud, my body more stimulated that I thought was possible, every nerve in it seemed to be catching fire after being overloaded. My body was more stuffed than I thought it was even possible. Pain and pleasure were mixed in a way I had never experienced.

The world become a blur of motion as you grabbed me by the throat and made me straighten a bit, tits bouncing wildly in front of me. Head lolling back as you choked me, sweaty hair falling messily over my eyes, tits bouncing and slapping against each other on circular motions. You mentioned something about cameras but I simply didn't understand, as I squirted and shoot my juices a whole foot ahead of me, making a mess all over the floor.

The powerful orgasm, along with the choking, was simply too much. I became sort of paralyzed, no strength left on my body, which was propped up by your muscular arms and your elephant cock, as all power left my body and I became nothing more than a doll for you to use and abuse for your own pleasure. I just was vaguely aware of a strand of saliva falling from my open mouth to my bouncing breasts and the monstercock assaulting my womb, and even that was more a faint sensation than anything.

I wasn't sure of how much time went by during my cock induced trance. But then I was snapped back into reality by the feeling of my belly distending, as you were pimping me full of your nut.

"Oh God, oh god, nooo!"

I tried to pull you out, to no avail, as I felt your powerful, glue-like cum filling me. I could only stare at the cameras filming me, slack jawed as you filled me, each rope as copious as dozens of a normal man load, so potent and powerful that I realized the smell of it would stick with me for a while, even if I bathed. And somehow, feeling how you marked me in the most primal way made me have another painful orgasm.

I fell down to the bed, my whole body limp. I heard a horrid squelching sound as my pussy returned to some semblance of normality, expelling your studly nut, running down my thighs and legs in rivulets.

\++++++++++++++++++

Hey there! You are in luck cuz today I'm going to play a smut heavy RP of a breeding bull of a nephew taking over his auntie's home. Cuckolding is a must. I want some buildup, yeah, but it will be more porn logic, degenerate smut. Like 35% buildup and 65% smut, as you take over my home and make me your cock obsessed whore. How about using breeding stud as password?

My kinks are: Corruption, moral degeneration, passionate sex, romance (when I'm in the mood of it, of course. This RP isn't one of them), humiliation and degradation, huge and young men, big dicks, heavily dominant men. Fanatic of men who aren't afraid how much they are enjoying it: loud sex, lots of kissing, getting groped everywhere, loud animalistic grunting, huge cumshots. Breeding risk and risky sex.

Favorite positions are missionary (it can be really intense if you know how to do it), doggy, carry fuck, spoon fucking (to let the cuck have a good view 😉 ) and mating press

My limits are: Animals, underage, group sex, being pimped, fantasy (tentacles, vore, futa, that sort of things), scat.

Those limits are non negotiable. But outside of them, Im willing to and eager to go as dark as you want! This is a really perverted RP after all!

For your character, "huge" would be the addequate word to describe him. Early 20s, I'd say 6'8", with a wide, strong shoulder, a bull-like neck, connected to a imposing chest and arms that are as wide as my legs. Three thrunk like thighs, and a huge dick to match. Dominating, and a bad person overall. I'm not the first wife you ruined, and I certainly won't be the last. Maybe you are already responsible for some pregnancies (of course you aren't paying child support, that's up to their boyfriends/husbands). Weight around 260lbs, very muscular and powerful build, short brown hair, and a huge, swollen, meaty and veiny White horsecock with a matchingly massive pair of bloated and extremely over-productive testes. Basically if a man could be mixed with an absolute breeding bull, it would be Marcus

I'll be Gemma, 35yo, D cups and a slim waist with wide hips and nice legs for you to open. Dirty blonde, green eyes. Married but haven't got pregnant... yet!

Please send me your kinks and limits, along with a sample of how you write. I'm looking for a new dark minded, descriptive daddy!

"Please Gemma, just have him over for a couple of weeks!"

And I'd agreed, of course. I've told my sister, Emily, that I'd be more than happy of having my nephew as a guest for some days. It had been a while since I saw Marcus. I'd moved to another state years ago; my husband John got an offer that was simply too good to turn down, even if we had to move to the other side of the country. Last time I saw him was a tall, energetic kid.

Emily had told me that my nephew had become more of a troublemaker recently, and I was a bit worried. Some of the stories she told me were too far fetched, tho. Maybe he could be mean to a couple of guys in the community college, like every young man does, they are stupid until their mid 20s, after all. But... being the bully of his school? Straight up terrorizing the teachers to pass him? And that thing she mentioned once about him causing a divorce of a family from the neighborhood, after the husband found him in bed with his pregnant wife.

Nonsense.

But maybe my nephew was taking some wrong decisions, and that worried me. We both agreed that some fresh air, some change of scenery for some weeks would be the right thing. I also thought that my sister needed a break, although I'd never mention that to her, of course. But sometimes she just seemed to be top stressed from work and coming up with this crazy stories about him...

John agreed without arguing, God bless him. He always has my back, and never complains about my ideas.

But when Marcus arrived, I thought that maybe it had not been a good idea after all. He had changed a lot. Gone was the kid I'd met. And I have to admit it, i felt a bit umcomfortable by his presence. He was a tall, solid towering wall of muscle, and I felt like he radiated menace. He stood two heads easily over me, and more than one over my husband, and I noticed that even if two Johns stood together in front of him, they wouldn't match the width of his shoulders. When welcoming him, he hugged me in a way that I didn't thought appropriate, but I couldn't say anything, wrapped by those trunk like, brawny arms and thick fingered hands.

\\+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

"OOOoooOOOOooOOhhhHh" was all I could exclaim, my brain incapable of producing even some basic words. Just a continuous, ululating scream of pleasure. And as simple and unarticulated as it was, it captured perfectly my situation: being manhandled by a brutal stud, my body more stimulated that I thought was possible, every nerve in it seemed to be catching fire after being overloaded. My body was more stuffed than I thought it was even possible. Pain and pleasure were mixed in a way I had never experienced.

The world become a blur of motion as you grabbed me by the throat and made me straighten a bit, tits bouncing wildly in front of me. Head lolling back as you choked me, sweaty hair falling messily over my eyes, tits bouncing and slapping against each other on circular motions. You mentioned something about cameras but I simply didn't understand, as I squirted and shoot my juices a whole foot ahead of me, making a mess all over the floor.

The powerful orgasm, along with the choking, was simply too much. I became sort of paralyzed, no strength left on my body, which was propped up by your muscular arms and your elephant cock, as all power left my body and I became nothing more than a doll for you to use and abuse for your own pleasure. I just was vaguely aware of a strand of saliva falling from my open mouth to my bouncing breasts and the monstercock assaulting my womb, and even that was more a faint sensation than anything.

I wasn't sure of how much time went by during my cock induced trance. But then I was snapped back into reality by the feeling of my belly distending, as you were pimping me full of your nut.

"Oh God, oh god, nooo!"

I tried to pull you out, to no avail, as I felt your powerful, glue-like cum filling me. I could only stare at the cameras filming me, slack jawed as you filled me, each rope as copious as dozens of a normal man load, so potent and powerful that I realized the smell of it would stick with me for a while, even if I bathed. And somehow, feeling how you marked me in the most primal way made me have another painful orgasm.

I fell down to the bed, my whole body limp. I heard a horrid squelching sound as my pussy returned to some semblance of normality, expelling your studly nut, running down my thighs and legs in rivulets.

\\++++++++++++++++++

Hey there! You are in luck cuz today I'm going to play a smut heavy RP of a breeding bull of a nephew taking over his auntie's home. Cuckolding is a must. I want some buildup, yeah, but it will be more porn logic, degenerate smut. Like 35% buildup and 65% smut, as you take over my home and make me your cock obsessed whore. How about using breeding stud as password?

My kinks are: Corruption, moral degeneration, passionate sex, romance (when I'm in the mood of it, of course. This RP isn't one of them), humiliation and degradation, huge and young men, big dicks, heavily dominant men. Fanatic of men who aren't afraid how much they are enjoying it: loud sex, lots of kissing, getting groped everywhere, loud animalistic grunting, huge cumshots. Breeding risk and risky sex.

Favorite positions are missionary (it can be really intense if you know how to do it), doggy, carry fuck, spoon fucking (to let the cuck have a good view 😉 ) and mating press

My limits are: Animals, underage, group sex, being pimped, fantasy (tentacles, vore, futa, that sort of things), scat.

Those limits are non negotiable. But outside of them, Im willing to and eager to go as dark as you want! This is a really perverted RP after all!

For your character, "huge" would be the addequate word to describe him. Early 20s, I'd say 6'8", with a wide, strong shoulder, a bull-like neck, connected to a imposing chest and arms that are as wide as my legs. Three thrunk like thighs, and a huge dick to match. Dominating, and a bad person overall. I'm not the first wife you ruined, and I certainly won't be the last. Maybe you are already responsible for some pregnancies (of course you aren't paying child support, that's up to their boyfriends/husbands). Weight around 260lbs, very muscular and powerful build, short brown hair, and a huge, swollen, meaty and veiny White horsecock with a matchingly massive pair of bloated and extremely over-productive testes. Basically if a man could be mixed with an absolute breeding bull, it would be Marcus

I'll be Gemma, 35yo, D cups and a slim waist with wide hips and nice legs for you to open. Dirty blonde, green eyes. Married but haven't got pregnant... yet!

Please send me your kinks and limits, along with a sample of how you write. I'm looking for a new dark minded, descriptive daddy!

"Please Gemma, just have him over for a couple of weeks!"

And I'd agreed, of course. I've told my sister, Emily, that I'd be more than happy of having my nephew as a guest for some days. It had been a while since I saw Marcus. I'd moved to another state years ago; my husband John got an offer that was simply too good to turn down, even if we had to move to the other side of the country. Had not seen him in years.

Emily had told me that my nephew had become more of a troublemaker recently, and I was a bit worried. Some of the stories she told me were too far fetched, tho. Maybe he could be mean to some students in the community college, like every college goerdoes, they are stupid until their mid 20s, after all. But... being the bully of his school? Straight up terrorizing the teachers to pass him? And that thing she mentioned once about him causing a divorce of a family from the neighborhood, after the husband found him in bed with his pregnant wife.

Nonsense.

But maybe my nephew was taking some wrong decisions, and that worried me. We both agreed that some fresh air, some change of scenery for some weeks would be the right thing. I also thought that my sister needed a break, although I'd never mention that to her, of course. But sometimes she just seemed to be top stressed from work and coming up with this crazy stories about him...

John agreed without arguing, God bless him. He always has my back, and never complains about my ideas.

But when Marcus arrived, I thought that maybe it had not been a good idea after all. He had changed a lot. And I have to admit it, i felt a bit umcomfortable by his presence. He was a tall, solid towering wall of muscle, and I felt like he radiated menace. He stood two heads easily over me, and more than one over my husband, and I noticed that even if two Johns stood together in front of him, they wouldn't match the width of his shoulders. When welcoming him, he hugged me in a way that I didn't thought appropriate, but I couldn't say anything, wrapped by those trunk like, brawny arms and thick fingered hands.

\\\\+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

"OOOoooOOOOooOOhhhHh" was all I could exclaim, my brain incapable of producing even some basic words. Just a continuous, ululating scream of pleasure. And as simple and unarticulated as it was, it captured perfectly my situation: being manhandled by a brutal stud, my body more stimulated that I thought was possible, every nerve in it seemed to be catching fire after being overloaded. My body was more stuffed than I thought it was even possible. Pain and pleasure were mixed in a way I had never experienced.

The world become a blur of motion as you grabbed me by the throat and made me straighten a bit, tits bouncing wildly in front of me. Head lolling back as you choked me, sweaty hair falling messily over my eyes, tits bouncing and slapping against each other on circular motions. You mentioned something about cameras but I simply didn't understand, as I squirted and shoot my juices a whole foot ahead of me, making a mess all over the floor.

The powerful orgasm, along with the choking, was simply too much. I became sort of paralyzed, no strength left on my body, which was propped up by your muscular arms and your elephant cock, as all power left my body and I became nothing more than a doll for you to use and abuse for your own pleasure. I just was vaguely aware of a strand of saliva falling from my open mouth to my bouncing breasts and the monstercock assaulting my womb, and even that was more a faint sensation than anything.

I wasn't sure of how much time went by during my cock induced trance. But then I was snapped back into reality by the feeling of my belly distending, as you were pimping me full of your nut.

"Oh God, oh god, nooo!"

I tried to pull you out, to no avail, as I felt your powerful, glue-like cum filling me. I could only stare at the cameras filming me, slack jawed as you filled me, each rope as copious as dozens of a normal man load, so potent and powerful that I realized the smell of it would stick with me for a while, even if I bathed. And somehow, feeling how you marked me in the most primal way made me have another painful orgasm.

I fell down to the bed, my whole body limp. I heard a horrid squelching sound as my pussy returned to some semblance of normality, expelling your studly nut, running down my thighs and legs in rivulets.

\\\\++++++++++++++++++

Hey there! You are in luck cuz today I'm going to play a smut heavy RP of a breeding bull of a nephew taking over his auntie's home. Cuckolding is a must. I want some buildup, yeah, but it will be more porn logic, degenerate smut. Like 35% buildup and 65% smut, as you take over my home and make me your cock obsessed whore. How about using breeding stud as password? For this RP, the most depraved, the better!

My kinks are: Corruption, moral degeneration, passionate sex, romance (when I'm in the mood of it, of course. This RP isn't one of them), humiliation and degradation, huge and young men, big dicks, heavily dominant men. Fanatic of men who aren't afraid how much they are enjoying it: loud sex, lots of kissing, getting groped everywhere, loud animalistic grunting, huge cumshots. Breeding risk and risky sex.

Favorite positions are missionary (it can be really intense if you know how to do it), doggy, carry fuck, spoon fucking (to let the cuck have a good view 😉 ) and mating press

My limits are: Animals, group sex, being pimped, fantasy (tentacles, vore, futa, that sort of things), scat.

Those limits are non negotiable. But outside of them, Im willing to and eager to go as dark as you want! This is a really perverted RP after all!

For your character, "huge" would be the addequate work to describe him. Early 20s, I'd say 6'8", with a wide, strong shoulder, a bull-like neck, connected to a imposing chest and arms that are as wide as my legs. Three thrunk like thighs, and a huge dick to match. Dominating, and a bad person overall. I'm not the first wife you ruined, and I certainly won't be the last. Maybe you are already responsible for some pregnancies (of course you aren't paying support, that's up to their boyfriends/husbands). Weight around 260lbs, very muscular and powerful build, short brown hair, and a huge, swollen, meaty and veiny White horsecock with a matchingly massive pair of bloated and extremely over-productive testes. Basically if a man could be mixed with an absolute breeding bull, it would be Marcus

I'll be Gemma, 35yo, D cups and a slim waist with wide hips and nice legs for you to open. Dirty blonde, green eyes. Married but haven't got pregnant... yet!

Please send me your kinks and limits, along with a sample of how you write. Please put on an effort. I'm looking for a new dark minded, descriptive daddy!

"Please Gemma, just have him over for a couple of weeks!"

And I'd agreed, of course. I've told my sister, Emily, that I'd be more than happy of having my nephew as a guest for some days. It had been a while since I saw Marcus. I'd moved to another state five years ago; my husband John got an offer that was simply too good to turn down, even if we had to move to the other side of the country. Last time I saw him was a tall, energetic kid.

Emily had told me that my nephew had become more of a troublemaker recently, and I was a bit worried. Some of the stories she told me were too far fetched, tho. Maybe he could be mean to a couple of guys in the community college, like every young man does, they are stupid until their mid 20s, after all. But... being the bully of his school? Straight up terrorizing the teachers to pass him? And that thing she mentioned once about him causing a divorce of a family from the neighborhood, after the husband found him in bed with his pregnant wife.

Nonsense.

But maybe my nephew was taking some wrong decisions, and that worried me. We both agreed that some fresh air, some change of scenery for some weeks would be the right thing. I also thought that my sister needed a break, although I'd never mention that to her, of course. But sometimes she just seemed to be top stressed from work and coming up with this crazy stories about him...

John agreed without arguing, God bless him. He always has my back, and never complains about my ideas.

But when Marcus arrived, I thought that maybe it had not been a good idea after all. He had changed a lot. Gone was the kid I'd met. And I have to admit it, i felt a bit umcomfortable by his presence. He was a tall, solid towering wall of muscle, and I felt like he radiated menace. He stood two heads easily over me, and more than one over my husband, and I noticed that even if two Johns stood together in front of him, they wouldn't match the width of his shoulders. When welcoming him, he hugged me in a way that I didn't thought appropriate, but I couldn't say anything, wrapped by those trunk like, brawny arms and thick fingered hands.

\+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

"OOOoooOOOOooOOhhhHh" was all I could exclaim, my brain incapable of producing even some basic words. Just a continuous, ululating scream of pleasure. And as simple and unarticulated as it was, it captured perfectly my situation: being manhandled by a brutal stud, my body more stimulated that I thought was possible, every nerve in it seemed to be catching fire after being overloaded. My body was more stuffed than I thought it was even possible. Pain and pleasure were mixed in a way I had never experienced.

The world become a blur of motion as you grabbed me by the throat and made me straighten a bit, tits bouncing wildly in front of me. Head lolling back as you choked me, sweaty hair falling messily over my eyes, tits bouncing and slapping against each other on circular motions. You mentioned something about cameras but I simply didn't understand, as I squirted and shoot my juices a whole foot ahead of me, making a mess all over the floor.

The powerful orgasm, along with the choking, was simply too much. I became sort of paralyzed, no strength left on my body, which was propped up by your muscular arms and your elephant cock, as all power left my body and I became nothing more than a doll for you to use and abuse for your own pleasure. I just was vaguely aware of a strand of saliva falling from my open mouth to my bouncing breasts and the monstercock assaulting my womb, and even that was more a faint sensation than anything.

I wasn't sure of how much time went by during my cock induced trance. But then I was snapped back into reality by the feeling of my belly distending, as you were pimping me full of your nut.

"Oh God, oh god, nooo!"

I tried to pull you out, to no avail, as I felt your powerful, glue-like cum filling me. I could only stare at the cameras filming me, slack jawed as you filled me, each rope as copious as dozens of a normal man load, so potent and powerful that I realized the smell of it would stick with me for a while, even if I bathed. And somehow, feeling how you marked me in the most primal way made me have another painful orgasm.

I fell down to the bed, my whole body limp. I heard a horrid squelching sound as my pussy returned to some semblance of normality, expelling your studly nut, running down my thighs and legs in rivulets.

\++++++++++++++++++

Hey there! You are in luck cuz today I'm going to play a smut heavy RP of a breeding bull of a nephew taking over his auntie's home. Cuckolding is a must. I want some buildup, yeah, but it will be more porn logic, degenerate smut. Like 35% buildup and 65% smut, as you take over my home and make me your cock obsessed whore. How about using breeding stud as password?

My kinks are: Corruption, moral degeneration, passionate sex, romance (when I'm in the mood of it, of course. This RP isn't one of them), humiliation and degradation, huge and young men, big dicks, heavily dominant men. Fanatic of men who aren't afraid how much they are enjoying it: loud sex, lots of kissing, getting groped everywhere, loud animalistic grunting, huge cumshots. Breeding risk and risky sex.

Favorite positions are missionary (it can be really intense if you know how to do it), doggy, carry fuck, spoon fucking (to let the cuck have a good view 😉 ) and mating press

My limits are: Animals, underage, group sex, being pimped, fantasy (tentacles, vore, futa, that sort of things), scat.

Those limits are non negotiable. But outside of them, Im willing to and eager to go as dark as you want! This is a really perverted RP after all!

For your character, "huge" would be the addequate work to describe him. Early 20s, I'd say 6'8", with a wide, strong shoulder, a bull-like neck, connected to a imposing chest and arms that are as wide as my legs. Three thrunk like thighs, and a huge dick to match. Dominating, and a bad person overall. I'm not the first wife you ruined, and I certainly won't be the last. Maybe you are already responsible for some pregnancies (of course you aren't paying child support, that's up to their boyfriends/husbands). Weight around 260lbs, very muscular and powerful build, short brown hair, and a huge, swollen, meaty and veiny White horsecock with a matchingly massive pair of bloated and extremely over-productive testes. Basically if a man could be mixed with an absolute breeding bull, it would be Marcus

I'll be Gemma, 35yo, D cups and a slim waist with wide hips and nice legs for you to open. Dirty blonde, green eyes. Married but haven't got pregnant... yet!

Please send me your kinks and limits, along with a sample of how you write. I'm looking for a new dark minded, descriptive daddy!

"Please Gemma, just have him over for a couple of weeks!"

And I'd agreed, of course. I've told my sister, Emily, that I'd be more than happy of having my nephew as a guest for some days. It had been a while since I saw Marcus. I'd moved to another state years ago; my husband John got an offer that was simply too good to turn down, even if we had to move to the other side of the country. Last time I saw him was a tall, energetic kid.

Emily had told me that my nephew had become more of a troublemaker recently, and I was a bit worried. Some of the stories she told me were too far fetched, tho. Maybe he could be mean to a couple of guys in the community college, like every young man does, they are stupid until their mid 20s, after all. But... being the bully of his school? Straight up terrorizing the teachers to pass him? And that thing she mentioned once about him causing a divorce of a family from the neighborhood, after the husband found him in bed with his pregnant wife.

Nonsense.

But maybe my nephew was taking some wrong decisions, and that worried me. We both agreed that some fresh air, some change of scenery for some weeks would be the right thing. I also thought that my sister needed a break, although I'd never mention that to her, of course. But sometimes she just seemed to be top stressed from work and coming up with this crazy stories about him...

John agreed without arguing, God bless him. He always has my back, and never complains about my ideas.

But when Marcus arrived, I thought that maybe it had not been a good idea after all. He had changed a lot. Gone was the kid I'd met. And I have to admit it, i felt a bit umcomfortable by his presence. He was a tall, solid towering wall of muscle, and I felt like he radiated menace. He stood two heads easily over me, and more than one over my husband, and I noticed that even if two Johns stood together in front of him, they wouldn't match the width of his shoulders. When welcoming him, he hugged me in a way that I didn't thought appropriate, but I couldn't say anything, wrapped by those trunk like, brawny arms and thick fingered hands.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

"OOOoooOOOOooOOhhhHh" was all I could exclaim, my brain incapable of producing even some basic words. Just a continuous, ululating scream of pleasure. And as simple and unarticulated as it was, it captured perfectly my situation: being manhandled by a brutal stud, my body more stimulated that I thought was possible, every nerve in it seemed to be catching fire after being overloaded. My body was more stuffed than I thought it was even possible. Pain and pleasure were mixed in a way I had never experienced.

The world become a blur of motion as you grabbed me by the throat and made me straighten a bit, tits bouncing wildly in front of me. Head lolling back as you choked me, sweaty hair falling messily over my eyes, tits bouncing and slapping against each other on circular motions. You mentioned something about cameras but I simply didn't understand, as I squirted and shoot my juices a whole foot ahead of me, making a mess all over the floor.

The powerful orgasm, along with the choking, was simply too much. I became sort of paralyzed, no strength left on my body, which was propped up by your muscular arms and your elephant cock, as all power left my body and I became nothing more than a doll for you to use and abuse for your own pleasure. I just was vaguely aware of a strand of saliva falling from my open mouth to my bouncing breasts and the monstercock assaulting my womb, and even that was more a faint sensation than anything.

I wasn't sure of how much time went by during my cock induced trance. But then I was snapped back into reality by the feeling of my belly distending, as you were pimping me full of your nut.

"Oh God, oh god, nooo!"

I tried to pull you out, to no avail, as I felt your powerful, glue-like cum filling me. I could only stare at the cameras filming me, slack jawed as you filled me, each rope as copious as dozens of a normal man load, so potent and powerful that I realized the smell of it would stick with me for a while, even if I bathed. And somehow, feeling how you marked me in the most primal way made me have another painful orgasm.

I fell down to the bed, my whole body limp. I heard a horrid squelching sound as my pussy returned to some semblance of normality, expelling your studly nut, running down my thighs and legs in rivulets.

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Hey there! You are in luck cuz today I'm going to play a smut heavy RP of a breeding bull of a nephew taking over his auntie's home. Cuckolding is a must. I want some buildup, yeah, but it will be more porn logic, degenerate smut. Like 35% buildup and 65% smut, as you take over my home and make me your cock obsessed whore. How about using breeding stud as password?

My kinks are: Corruption, moral degeneration, passionate sex, romance (when I'm in the mood of it, of course. This RP isn't one of them), humiliation and degradation, huge and young men, big dicks, heavily dominant men. Fanatic of men who aren't afraid how much they are enjoying it: loud sex, lots of kissing, getting groped everywhere, loud animalistic grunting, huge cumshots. Breeding risk and risky sex.

Favorite positions are missionary (it can be really intense if you know how to do it), doggy, carry fuck, spoon fucking (to let the cuck have a good view 😉 ) and mating press

My limits are: Animals, underage, group sex, being pimped, fantasy (tentacles, vore, futa, that sort of things), scat.

Those limits are non negotiable. But outside of them, Im willing to and eager to go as dark as you want! This is a really perverted RP after all!

For your character, "huge" would be the addequate word to describe him. Early 20s, I'd say 6'8", with a wide, strong shoulder, a bull-like neck, connected to a imposing chest and arms that are as wide as my legs. Three thrunk like thighs, and a huge dick to match. Dominating, and a bad person overall. I'm not the first wife you ruined, and I certainly won't be the last. Maybe you are already responsible for some pregnancies (of course you aren't paying child support, that's up to their boyfriends/husbands). Weight around 260lbs, very muscular and powerful build, short brown hair, and a huge, swollen, meaty and veiny White horsecock with a matchingly massive pair of bloated and extremely over-productive testes. Basically if a man could be mixed with an absolute breeding bull, it would be Marcus

I'll be Gemma, 35yo, D cups and a slim waist with wide hips and nice legs for you to open. Dirty blonde, green eyes. Married but haven't got pregnant... yet!

Please send me your kinks and limits, along with a sample of how you write. I'm looking for a new dark minded, descriptive daddy!

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If you are reading this, this prompt is open and I'm ready to be contacted about it! No need to ask!

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Although only a canal divided them, the contrast between the two neighborhoods was as stark as day and night. On one side stretched rows of middle-class houses, all alike: white-painted walls, neatly trimmed green lawns, mailboxes standing proudly at the entrance. The driveways held recent, well-kept cars—never extravagant, but respectable. Each morning, engines hummed to life as adults headed to work or dropped children at school. It was a community of teachers, office clerks, government employees. And doctors and lawyers waiting for their turn to climb higher, to move into luxury estates, play golf, and travel to Europe. That was my world, where I, Kelly, lived with my husband and Brendan, our only son.

Across the canal lay one of the city’s poorest quarters. Apartment blocks of two or three stories loomed, their windows shattered, their walls scarred with graffiti. The few individual houses had lawns gone yellow and wild, growing without care. The homes were small, crowded, and in varying states of decay, with trash spilling outside.

The adults from both sides kept their distance, but the children mingled—at least until those from the poorer side lost their innocence. When my son Brendan first brought you home, it was immediately clear which side of the canal you came from. You were tall for your age, dressed in worn clothes, carrying that air of neglect that clings to children who are seldom noticed.

At first, none of that mattered. You and Brendan were inseparable, whether playing soccer, skateboarding, or losing whole afternoons to video games. My husband and I grew fond of you, and it became common for you to share our meals. The food was certainly better than what you had at home and I liked seeing you eat with appetite, as if you were finally being noticed.

As time went on, the truth of your background became clearer. A father lost to drink. A mother with little education, gone most of the day. A sister who became pregnant and moved in with her boyfriend, scraping by however he could. I worried about your future. I tried to offer advice, believing it was good for you to spend time on our side of the canal. Perhaps you might aspire to something different.

But adolescence brought change. You drifted away, spending more time with new friends in your own neighborhood. You stopped attending school, eventually abandoning it altogether. I heard that your mother had left. In time, Brendan and you no longer spoke at all.

Bad influences led you down a darker path. An armed robbery landed you in juvenile detention, and the drugs found in your possession worsened your case. The sentence was harsh—two years. When you were released as an adult, you lived under strict supervision, one misstep and you'd end in prison again, only this time as an adult.

You returned to your old, empty home, free but alone, working wherever you could to survive. Life on our side of the canal had improved somewhat. My husband had been promoted, though his success meant longer hours, more travel, and less time with me. Brendan had gone off to college, leaving me in an empty house.

And then, one day, we met again. Perhaps on the street—me out exercising, you returning from work. We exchanged contact information. I was glad to see you, though saddened by all that had happened. Many times I had wondered if I could have helped make things turn out differently.

You also thought about me, but for different reasons altogether. You weren't expecting me to be so... fuckable. Since hormones began to kick in, years ago, you had fantasies about me. But now you were a grown man, with adult needs, as the persistent boner in between your legs showed. The girls of the neighborhood you fooled around with before going to juvie were now married or had lost their attractive. And you were in a male only prison. You missed the warmth of a naked woman sharing a bed with you. And now you had a bombshell of a MILF in your sights.

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Hey there! Thanks for reading all of that. I'm looking to build a long RP of an old friend of the family who has come back with more than friendship in mind. He is going to take advantage of the sentimental, even naive MILF, manipulating her into bed.

For your character, "huge" would be the addequate work to describe him. I'd say 6'4" or 6'5", with a wide, strong back, a bull-like neck, connected to a imposing chest and arms that are as wide as my legs. Three thrunk like thighs, and a huge dick to match

Muscular and strong, but not necessarily gym like (no six pack abs, or perfect pecs, but we can include it if thats what you like). More like the kind of men who have a strong built already, and work in construction or something physical on top of that. As a partner put it, "muscles for power and strength, not vanity and selfies". Sorry. It's just that I like studs. I like men that look like men.

We can change races if you want, also give me your ideas. I love improving my fantasies. Keep this in mind: your character is NOT a good guy. Innocence was lost tears ago. This is not a redemption RP. This is a darker, corruption heavy story.

I love smut as much as everyone, but this has to be a story that progresses. I'm okay if you wanna piss on me, make me rim you and turn me into a cumdump for you to abuse, but it won't happen overnight. You'll have to make me go darker and darker,but I promise it will be worthy. The build up can be as enjoyable as the sex.

Please send me either an introduction, your ideas or a sample of your writing, along with your kinks and limits. Add something of yourself. If it's a good message I'll answer. Discord preferred, but not limited to it. Also I may receive lots of messages, so maybe it will take me a bit of time to get back to you. Sorry! I have a life out of this, like you do.

A few of my turn ons are: Corruption, moral degeneration, passionate sex, romance (when I'm in the mood of it, of course. This RP isn't one of them), humiliation and degradation, incest, bimbos. Fanatic of wild sex and mating, let me know how much you are enjoying my body: loud sex, lots of kissing, gropping everywhere, animalistic grunting, huge cumshots.

Breeding risk and risky sex. Sweat, creampies, anal.

Favorite positions are missionary (it can be really intense if you know how to do it), doggy, spoon fucking and mating press

My hard limits are: Animals, gore, death, scat

Looking forward for my new daddy