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Something I love, but it's an NSFW short story. Kinda.
6 years ago
Skip the wall of text here to where it says "STORY" to get to the actual story-thing
(Same scenario and topic as seen in the previous journal).
(Also, this is also going to be pretty much an NSFW short story because sure, whatever).
(Also also, I may as well throw in some characters I've been working on into the mix).
(Also x3, I'm not giving any backstory or info about them because that's not what this journal is about).
(Quad-also, ...I got nothing for this one. I just wanted to say "Quad-also").
(Also but it's the fifth one, I'm actually going to give some info about them otherwise stuff just wouldn't make sense).
(Also but to the sixth power, I'm bored and horny so, sex, maybe. I don't know, I haven't written it yet because I'm still writing the "also" section currently. Y'know, the one you're currently reading. That is if you are actually reading this. Surely you are, else all of the time I spent writing would be for naught. But, I needn't worry about that. I trust ya).
(Also but this is the last one, I'm changing the scenario to a male/herm relationship because that's what I want and I get what I want).
(Also but I lied about the last one and this is actually the last one, I decided to put some fetish-y stuff I like into this, but nothing obscene).
Male character: Tank (Remember when I said I basically made my dog into a character? I'm rolling with it).
Herm character: Morgan (I just like the name).
Same builds as described previously. He's smol while she's tall and muscular. Because I like it.
STORY (Fucking finally, eh?):
A humble house in a humble neighbourhood. Tank was on the couch, casually browsing on his laptop. He was mere moments ago having a rather intense workout in their gym-like area in their basement with Morgan—his partner and was still recovering his breath. He was planning on taking a shower, but Morgan insisted on him waiting a bit before doing so. He was unsure why but went along with it. To help the time go by, he elected to jump on his laptop and browse for some recipes, as he loved cooking and loved making Morgan happy—since she loved his cooking very much.
He opted to search for recipes regarding meat as the main ingredient. Morgan loved meat and absolutely found his dishes to be among the best she's ever eaten. She wasn't really a fan of vegetables, but he found ways to sneak them in without much issue nor her complaining. He was always quite an expert when it came to cooking, showing promise at a young age. He loved cooking for his family—his three sisters and two mothers—and eventually became the primary chef of the house.
He didn't mind cooking pretty much every meal for his family. Being the youngest and since his family would eat pretty much anything he'd give them, he found opportunities to try many different things, raking in expertise with many different cooking-related skills. Because Morgan loved meat so much, meat naturally became his greatest area of expertise, being able to cook it to such perfection that Morgan sometimes begged him for more. He always obliged, as it both made her happier and showed him that his cooking is very much appreciated. Although, she has shown him other ways of appreciation too...
(Note: This is where it starts to get NSFW).
Before Morgan let him go free after their workout, she asked him to remove his briefs. He knew why and casually done so, placing them in her hand before proceeding upstairs. As he ascended the stairs, he could hear her panting heavily followed by needy moans. He knew exactly what they were and was delighted she loved his scent so much. He sat on the couch, browsing the recipes for about twenty minutes. His smell was really starting to get rather vexing, as it became more and more evident. As he was about to get up to take a shower, he could hear heavy footsteps coming up the stairs...
He closed his laptop and put it aside as he has a general idea of what was about to happen next. As Morgan came up the stairs, the first thing he could see was her huge erection. He guessed that his boxers weren't enough. A few more steps and her body finally emerged. Her very muscular and toned body. He noticed that there was cum leaking from the tip of her cock. Her right hand was rather drenched in cum and his boxers were clenched in her left. He approached in a rather fierce manner. Bee-lining straight for him. She stopped in front of him, her huge cock looming over him. She moved it out of the way and bent down, staring at him fiercely, and said,
"Fuck, I'm horny."
"I can tell," he casually replied, glancing down and noticing that there's already a rather large puddle of cum below her cock on the floor.
"You," She said, unblinkingly staring, "It's your fault."
"I'm sorry," He genuinely said, feeling kinda bad that just the scent of him caused her to get this horny.
"Fucking don't be," She responded, somewhat miffed, "You know I fucking love your scent."
"So," He said, "Do you need some help?"
"Look at my cock," She replied straightforwardly, "Look at how just your fucking scent made me."
She then reached down and grabbed him. She picked him up off the couch, straightening herself and bringing him face-to-face with her, saying demandingly,
"I'm going to fucking worship you. Your fucking cock, your balls, your fucking feet and even your pits! You wanna know why? Because I'm a fucking sub and you're the fucking dom. I've got my collar on and you're going to put a fucking leash on it."
She then noticed some hesitancy on his face. She then proceeds,
"If you don't want to, I'll fucking make you dominant me. I'll make you tug on my leash. I'll fucking force to call me your slave and I WILL call you "master". You got all that? YOU'RE the dominant one here."
"N-No..." He stammered.
"What?" She glared, "What do you mean 'no'?"
"I won't dominant you," He finished, pointedly.
"And why the fuck not?" She said, voicing her annoyance.
"This is why," He said, as he proceeded to give her a kiss. Her eyes widened and he could feel her grip on him loosen somewhat. He looked down and noticed her retracting erection coming back out in full force and that her knees started to buckle. With one hand, he gently caressed her cheek and with the other, one of her huge breasts. Unable to handle it, she drops to her knees and drops him onto the couch, breaking the kiss. He looks at her, her huge cock making itself mighty evident and the desperate look on her face. She proceeded to desperately say,
"P-Please... Fuck me..."
"Of course, sweetie," He smiled. He then helped her to her feet. He took her hand and began leading her to the bedroom. He glanced over at her and noticed the intense blushing on her face. She noticed his glance and quickly looked away.
"H-Hey," She stammered.
"Yeah?" He said, looking up at her.
"C-can we..." She paused, and then hesitantly asked, "Can we...cuddle...first?"
"I'd love to," He smiled.
They entered the bedroom and made their way to the bed. He removed his clothes before she proceeded to grab him, like before. But unlike before, she pulled him into her breast and gave him a rather colossal hug. She flopped onto the bed, holding him like a teddy-bear. Because he hasn't showered yet, the scent of him made itself painfully obvious to her. In turn, causing her cock to make itself painfully obvious for him. Along with heavy panting, she then asked,
"After we cuddle..."
"Don't worry," He assured her, "I'll fill all of your holes."
"Nice..." She smiled.
With only a few minuted passing, she soon let out a big yawn, prompting him to ask,
"Feeling sleepy?"
"N- *Yawn* no..." She said, betrayed by her large yawn.
"Here," He said as he grabbed her one of her breasts and began to suckle on it. It merely took less than ten seconds as he felt her grip tighten. He removed the nipple from his mouth and looked up. She was smiling, but it began to fade. Her eyes began to open slightly and he swiftly realized why. He then grabbed her breast again and started to suckle again. She smiled and quickly drifted off to sleep. He removed the nipple from his mouth again and then yawned himself. He figured he may as well join her in slumber, as he really had no alternative, being practically pinned to her. He reached up and began kneading one of her breasts as if he was getting a pillow ready, got comfy, and fell to sleep.
You can likely gleam most of what I like from this.
