Putting My Hand Up During Sex To Ask A Clarifying Question About The Order You Just Gave Me

putting my hand up during sex to ask a clarifying question about the order you just gave me

Demon / imp friend who keeps pretending they can't control their tail⤵

Pretending to be bashful when it winds its way around your thigh or wraps around your waist.

"Oh! Sorry haha, this damn thing. Like it has a mind of it's own 😅"

You let it slide because you like them, until one day you see them not so discreetly catch a pencil with their tail and manoeuvre it expertly back into the pen holder on the desk it fell from.

You pretend not to notice, your sneaky suspicion now confirmed.

So the next time they're sitting next to you and their slinky tail starts winding around the fat of your thigh, you're so ready for it.

"You're doing it again."

They turn away from what they were pretending to focus on, act all bashful and start apologising,

"Oh shit, I'm sorry."

Before your demonic friend can retreat, you cross your legs, effectively trapping their coiled tail between your warm thighs.

"It's alright, I don't mind."

You say dismissively, as you lightly stroke the arrow shaped point at the end of the tail with your thumbs.

You feel them shiver and look up to see them practically panting, staring down at you with heart shaped eyes and hot cheeks.

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The thought of waking up to someone fucking roughly into you and proceed to go harder when they realize you are awake just sends me crazy

Little Hatchlings

Dragon x fem!human - breeding, pregnancy discussions, cream pie, cockwarming, multiple orgasms.

Dragon husband who has no idea how humans have children like you assumed he did. You thought he had given how often he talked about spilling himself inside of you, how he needed to keep his cock inside you so as to not waste a drop.

But reality comes crashing down as your husband plows into your sloppy and spent cunt while lost in the throes of passion.

Dragon husband angles your hips with his clawed hands, making him reach that much deeper in your walls. You cry out, arms wrapping around his neck to bring him down to your height.

Your body starts to shake as you feel his scales brush against you with every thrust, coming closer to your peak. Breath hot as the fire that leaves his lips rumbles dangerously in your ear.

“Yes, that’s it. Take it. Take my cum and lay my eggs, sweet mate,” he hisses with a ferocious need. “Now be a good girl and paint my cock with your essence.”

As if your body was waiting for his order, you immediately start coming, your pleasure only heightening as you feel his release shoot deep inside your pussy.

It’s only when your Dragon husband wraps his arms around you tightly, molding your form to his, with his deep purrs echoing in your shared den do you realize what he had said.

"Wait— what?" You ask, mind whirling as you come down from your orgasmic high. A rumble moves through your husband’s chest as he nuzzles into your neck.

"Our hatchlings, my mate. I imagine you'll lay them soon after my seed takes root," he explains lowly, hand slowly caressing the curve of your stomach.

"Humans don't lay eggs, darling," you break the news to him before you automatically feel him tense. He looks down at you, worry etched into every line of his beautiful scales.

"Well then-"

"We get pregnant. Our bodies grow as our child does inside of us," you add, resting your hand on top of his on your tummy. Arousal pooling at the base of his member at the idea of him breeding you.

"So your body will begin to grow in size once I have successfully injected you with my seed?" Dragon husband asks slowly, scrambling to understand this change. Yet you can feel his cock hardening inside of you, the ridges on his length already brushing along your walls in a way that has you gasping.

"Yes," you breathe out, so heavily turned on by your husband. Your hands reach up to grasp onto his shoulders, knowing that images are pumping into his head as fast as he's about to be pumping inside your still sopping cunt.

"I shall keep a wary eye out. But until then..." His eyes flicker across your exposed body, his now rock hard cock moving as his hips regain their steady thrusts.

Showing he is more than ready to fuck into you, spilling load after load of hot semen deep inside your core. Not willing to let you rest until he sees your belly swell with proof of your unborn child.

Thinking about being an explorer in a fantasy world. Searching low and high and deep for all kinds of creatures.

Maybe I'll travel deep in the forest to search for a certain plant, and come across a group of Dryads that are so sweet and pretty, I can't help but let them fuck me in the grass in exchange for passage through the forest. Spread out between them, fingers pressing into me, the trees and plants stretching to help keep me pinned till they're satisfied.

Maybe on that path, I'd also come across the home of Faeries, clever, beautiful creatures that easily convince me to admit I want them to take me to bed. Not that they'd need tricks, when each and everyone of them is stunning in their own ways. They'd turn my mind fuzzy with their clever words and fuck me till I truly can't think, before sending me off with a promise for more anytime.

Or coming across the rocky caves the giants live in. Agreeing to entertain them so long as they help me through the mountains. But I'd underestimate what entertaining would imply, and I'd find myself getting used by them one after the other. They're far too big to even try to fit in me, but just one finger fills me up so nicely, and that's more than enough for me to be satisfied and for them to enjoy.

Or the group of satyrs playing music in a field. They'd coax me close, smiling and kissing me, guiding me between them, running their hands over me as I gasp and tremble. They'd fuck me long and soft, taking turns as others play sweet music, and they'd help guide my way to where I need to be.

I would be sure to take the path again--as often as I can, really. I would forget what it was I was trying to find, distracted--I'd only want to be fucked again, touched by them again, and they would never say no to someone so willing and eager.

someone should let me unethically experiment on them. sexual style