/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>>12100266
>You can't get it off, every thrust into her just wasn't enough. Her cunt was shriveled up as a raisin, your dick just wasn't having any of it.
>You gave out a sigh of frustration. You stare at her. Her blue eyes like that of a dead fish, dark rings under them.
>She just lies there, hands apart. She doesn't seem to react at all, even with your dick penetrating in her cunt.
>"Talk to me Kronii." You whisper into her ear, she turns away. Looking at the window beside you two.
>"I told you it would be a waste of time." She says emotionlessly not even bothering talking to you face to face.
>"Why did you propose this then?" You retrieve your dick out, it's only semi-erect. You lie next to her. You try to hold her but she retreats a bit.
>"I don't know, I just wanted to to know how it felt I guess?" She was a virgin, the blood on your cock confirmed it, but it was just plain unsatisfying for her supposedly first time.
>"You have issues." You say as a statement, nothing accusatory or pitying.
>"I know." She says without a change in her facial muscles.
>You can feel it, the thing that bubbles underneath her. She WANTS to feel. She's just too fucked to know how.
>You try again, straddling her. You tightly grab her wrists and spread her arms wide. Her brow raises a bit.
>You kiss her. She doesn't respond.
>You kiss her again, with a little tongue. She blinks.
>You kiss her.
>You kiss her again.
>You kiss her on the cheek.
>You kiss her on the neck.
>You kiss her on the forehead.
>You keep on kissing until finally she tries to shrug you off.
>"Anon stop." She's panting, flustered and heated. She's turning scarlet pink, clear annoyance on her face.
>"So you can show emotion." You say with a smile, she stops. You can see her eyes water a bit.
>"Just trust me Kronii, let me in." You ask, no you plead. She's quiet. She's vulnerable now.
>"F-Fine." She gives up.
>You nod, then you try again. Once more inserting your john inside other. This attempt was a bit more successful.
>As your hardening dick rams itself against the walls of her glistening and tightening walls, you continue on with her barrage of soft kisses. You give them a little bite, giving her several hickies.
>She tried desperately to maintain her stoic façade, but the more you continued the more animated she was. The more you felt her shiver underneath you, the more she groaned out until finally she was groaning out with short ecstatic cries.
>Her face contorted to one of final surrender to your pleasurable affection. Her eyes watering, tears dripping down as you continued to whisper.
>"I love you, I will never let you go." Her walls have been broken, she allows herself to finally experience your love in its totality. Her body shuddering in the orgasmic high as you scream out, your sexual fluids ejaculating into her willing vagina in a flood of mechanical exchange and emotional catharsis.
>You collapse beside her, breathing as you wiped the sweat on your face.
>Kronii shuffles towards you, resting her chin on your chest.
>She's crying, crying in pain, in pleasure and in joy.
>You hold her head in your hands, planting one final kiss on her head.
>She has exposed herself to you, mind and soul.
>You weren't going to waste such a privilege.

>>12079365
>>12079433
alright, no more hopium for both of you

>>12055431
>"Signore what catches your eye so?" You brush off the sycophantic moor, your calloused hand decorated with the many rings gifted to you by your guild and taken through your conquests.
>You are walking the vast expanse that was the urban maze that was Constantinople, specifically you were in the open air slave auction. You were looking for strong bodies to fill the crew that would take you to the New World.
>Yet you were intrigued. A large man, a Tartar, speaks in heavily butchered Greek. He presents the next prize on the block.
>It was a stunningly beautiful woman, her blue eyes sparkling as the sun shined on her naked snow white form. She covered her face in shame, paraded around like livestock.
>You approach, your Moorish liaison walking in step with you.
>The crowd moves away from you, they recognize the colors you wear. The Royal colors of the House of Portugal.
>You climb up the platform, the slavemaster nods his head. His barbaric kind quick to learn their manners in this fine city.
>You walk towards the girl, her type was not the kind of flesh you were here for. She was soft and slim, her bosom so big it could scarcely fit in the hand of a bear.
>You gently place your hands on her cheek, beckoning her to look at you.
>"She hails from the far east signore. A land beyond Cathay. She was brought here over land when young. Now she is a full woman grown." You take note of the Tartar's words even as you busily examined her face that would make Aphrodite weep in envy.
>You shove a fat purse of gold onto the Tartar's hands. Wiping away the scared girl's tears.
>"I will take this one." You say imperiously, you will need a bed companion for the journey to the New World. This one would be perfect.

>>11986673
>She was shaking like a leaf, her back to the wall. Her glasses sliding off her nose.
>Two girls side by side, wearing their school uniforms in such a way it pushed what was considered acceptable.
>"Come on Kronii put it on." Bae held a hallowed out pumpkin in her hands, showing it to the terrified girl.
>"Wear!Wear!" Polka the transfer student said in broken English.
>Kronii's trembling eyes stared at it, she wanted to refuse.
>She swallowed, her mouth drying up in terror. Kronii took the pumpkin, and put it in her head.
>She screamed out in panic when she noticed something wet and slimy inside.
>Both girls started laughing uproariously as Kronii took it off, her head now sticky with something pale white.
>"It's a gift from the boys from our class Kronii!" Bae says while wiping off a single tear. Polka was on the floor, her jester laugh echoing in the room.
>Kronii just fell on her butt, hugging her knees as she realized just exactly what was now covering her head. Her braids sticking to each other, her tongue burning with the salty awful taste.
>All the while her tormentors laughed and laughed, leaving her alone once they were satisfied.
>This was her life now.
>She was never gonna get out of it.

>>11959386
>"Alright Mr.Anon, please pull down your pants." You obey her command with a nod, turning around and pulling down both your shorts and your boxers.
>You were undergoing your annual prostate examination, paid of course with your generous premium healthy insurance. You had a new doctor now, your old one had retired.
>You were surprised by how young she was, she wore a face mask so you couldn't say for sure, but you were confident she was a very beautiful woman.
>"Alright I'm going in." She said in her husky and arousing voice, you close shut your eyelids. Only twitching slightly when her gloved finger, slick with a cool feeling gel, inserts itself into your rectum.
>"Are you comfortable Mr Anon?" She asks gently, you know she was trying to be professional but your cursed mind can't help but interpret it as dirty talk. You bite your tongue and curl your toes.
>You almost coughed when you felt the nudging of her fingertip against your prostate. You grind your teeth in frustration.
>"Alright Mr Anon it seems to be healthy. You can pull up your pants now." You can hear the elastic stretching sound of her removing her glove, you can hear the scribbling of a ballpoint on paper.
>You turn around, your hands on your shorts.
>"So there's no issue? Everything is in order?" You ask relieved.
>"Yes Mr Anon ever-" She stops, her blue eyes staring at the middle of something down below your waist.
>You notice, your head lowered. Your raging erection visible to her.
>Your curse at yourself, quickly raising your shorts and underwear.
>"O-Oh sorry about that!" You sputter out.
>She simply coughs, averting her eyes, pushing back the bridge of her spectacles.
>"Please Mr Anon, I'm a medical professional. Your penis isn't the first I've seen in my career." She says that in a strict tone, but you could see her blushing even under the mask.
>You sit quietly down behind her desk, waiting for her to finish up her report.
>"Everything is in order Mr Anon. You're an exceedingly healthy man even for your age." She hands you your report, and her business card.
>You look at it, 'Dr Ouro Kronii." it had the name of her clinic and two sets of numbers. One number was printed , the other written with an elegant and girly handwriting.
>"The first number is my working number, the second one is my private one." You look up back to her.
>Her facemask is lowered now, giving you a good look at her breathtaking face. She was blushing red something fierce. Her tongue licking her big and soft lips.
>You nod weakly.
>"I-I'll keep that in mind Doctor." You say nervously.
>This was gonna be the start of an interesting Doctor-Patient relationship.

>>11936179
>You kneel, trying to check up on the state of the poor girl. She's sitting down in catonia, hugging her knees. Her bespectacled blue eyes staring in front of empty space.
>There were light bruises on her small and cute face, her hair was disheveled and she was missing one of the blue bows that helped give shape to her twin braided pigtails.
>There was dirt and scraping on her knees, you tried to avoid looking at her butt, her skirt no longer capable of hiding her underwear.
>Normally you were just a bystander, silently watching at the poor torment of Miss Ouro Kronii, but you've reached your breaking point.
>You turn your head towards her locker, defaced with crude graffiti and racial slurs. You thought students of a Catholic high school would have known better.
>She doesn't respond to anything you do, you dare not touch her in the event she lashes out violently. You just stand up and leave.
>30 minutes you return with a pail of soapy water, rubber gloves and a rag.
>You go to work, slathering the girl's locker in cleaning agent. Luckily they didn't use anything permanent and it was quickly cleaning again.
>You notice movement, she's standing over you wither watery eyes. She was hugging her stomach.
>"T-Thank you." She sheepishly says. giving a short bow.
>You stand up with a smile.
>"No problem." You nod.
>"Would you mind accompanying me to get rid of this?" You say while lifting up the pail.
>She gives you a passive node, walking slowly by your side. Her eyes darting around like a fearful predator.
>You weren't gonna let her bullying continue. St Yagoo's Hololive Highschool was better than this.

>>11794188
>You grunt and heave as you shove against the unlocked door of your apartment door, your legs and knees about to buckle under the weight of the unconscious lady you carried on your back.
>You somehow manage to to make it to the bedroom, gently dropping down Kronii's inanimate form on the bed.
>You stare at her, wiping at your eyes, she looks so peaceful.
>The two of you went on a night walk, drinking cheap fruit flavored soju and Marlboro reds. Kronii spent most of your time on the park bench ranting about life, you listened intently whilst maintaining a reasonable degree of intoxication. That was good thinking on your part, you had to spend the last hour trying to figure out how'd you return home with a wasted Kronii on your back.
>You get up, going back to the door to lock it again. When you come back Kronii is upright, giggling.
>You walk by the bed, she stares at you with blank and hazy blue eyes.
>"Hey...anon." She starts undressing, she doesn't reach far, only managing to partially remove her grey hoodie before she collapses on the bed.
>You hurry, kneeling on the mattress observing her condition. She's just staring at you with reddened cheeks and a wry drunken smile.
>"Sorry Kronii, you're not in any condition to have any fun time. You help disentangle her from her jacket. Now all she wore was her blue Tee and bra.
>"Hey anon..."She weakly grabs your wrist, beckoning you to bring your ear closer to her mouth. You bend forward.
>"I don't mind if you have some fun when I'm passed out." You blush, you're about to answer back when her eyelids closed shut as she drifts off to the dreamlands.
>You sigh, looking over her body. She was still mostly dressed.
>You scuttle over to her legs that were dangling off the edge of the bed. You lift them up so you could access her feet.
>You remove her blue sketchers, the laces were partially undone so they were easy to remove. You catch a whiff of the foot sweat, you curse at yourself for getting erect so fast.
>You carefully remove her black socks, placing them inside the shoes that you bring to the shoe rack back to the hallway. When you return Kronii has shifted in her slumber, now her entire body was on the bed.
>You sigh, you had more work to do.
>You kneel again on the mattress, turning Kronii over. You stare at her legs and now bare feet. She still had some remnants of blue nailpolish on her toenails. You couldn't help yourself as your fingers go forward and interlock in the gaps between the toes, you start swinging her feet around, feeling the soft skin that was on the ball of her foot. Kronii lets out a pleasurable groan at your foot massage. You're getting really horny.
>When you're done playing with her feet, your touchy hands drag across the denim of her jeans you take great pleasure in feeling up her calves and thighs before you rest on her waist, unclasping the button and pulling down the zipper. Your hands move back, your fingers sliding down in between the denim and her bare buttocks.
>You start pulling down, carefully. You lift her butt up, then her thighs. You pull the jeans upwards, resting her heels on your shoulders as you neatly fold them. You slowly lower her legs down on the bed.
>Her panties are exposed to you know, you see errant strands of grey-blue pubic hair escaping her underwear. Her words of invitation ring in your head, was it really okay for you to do it?
>You slide behind her, lifting up her torso so she'd be resting on your chest. You hesitate. Your hands starts slithering from underneath her shirt, they go to the back, carefully undoing the buckle of her bra and extracting it.
>The bra was lacy, colored black. You unconsciously sniff it. You place it neatly to the side.
>Your hands return under, your palms giving support to her underboobs, your start raising them up and down so you could feel their weight.
>You freeze slightly as you feel a hand that wasn't yours on your lap.
>"Anon." Kronii says out loud half asleep.
>"I told you you can have fun with me..." She whispers out semi-consciously before falling silent again.
>Fuck it.
>You lower her, placing her head on the pillow. You straddle her in between your legs. You stare at her beautiful face.
>You notice a trail of drool on the edge of her mouth, you wipe it away with your thumb which you insert into your mouth to taste.
>Your index finger and thumb raise her chin, you lower your face and enter with your tongue. You can still taste the traces of soju and nicotine in her saliva.
>Your hands go lower, carefully moving her panties away to give you access. You pull down your shorts as your throbbing cock inserts itself to her wetting fanny.
>You thrust in, breathing heavily as you stare at her unconscious face. Your hands underneath her shirt, caressing her breasts.
>Her eyes remained closed, but she seems to be reacting to your sleepy assault.
>It looked like she was having a good dream judging by her breathy noises of excitement.

>>11771812
>A small bead of sweat starts trailing from your temple, Kronii's hand digging through your bucket of popcorn, still full to the brim.
>You look at her, laughing with childish joy at the TV. Her finger pointing at the movie playing at the screen. You were both nestled on the bed, legs underneath the weighted blanket and backs resting against her large daki.
>It was movie night, you've just finished watching the Truman show. Kronii in her excitement want to watch another, begging you to watch another with her. You scratched your head and sheepishly answered yes. She gave you a long and loving hug in thanks.
>The Land Before Time, it was a classic, Kronii was wearing an oversized blue shirt with puzzle pieces on it. It made her look like the child she was in heart.
>It was a rollercoaster of emotions. You saw Kronii laugh, smile, gasp in shock, cringe in horror and even cry. You couldn't help but emulate those emotions in a more muted manner.
>Kronii gives colorful commentary throughout the watchalong, the one that sticks itself into your head was the fact Ducky's voice actress was murdered by her stepfather. You didn't need to go to sleep with that particular piece of information in your brain.
>In a flash it was over, the credits start rolling in. You were about to make a joke of a potential Land before Time series binge before Kronii's tired head rested on your shoulder.
>You sigh, placing her gently on the mattress and tucking her in. You cleaned up, disposing of the buckets, brushing off any stray popcorn kernels and closing the T.V before you joined her.
>Your heavy eye lids close, you can feel her wrap her arms and legs around you as if you were a large plushie. You start drifting into dreamy sleep with a smile on your face.

I know exactly why I opened Pomu's stream

>>11680752
>>11680830
>You didn't want to go, you didn't have to go. Your high school had sent out invitations to previous alumni.
>You were in the middle of a contract in Japan, it would have been impossible for you to go, that was until you ended up finishing early and had nothing to when you returned back home stateside.
>Why not go? You know why, but maybe...
>You were surprised, the whole gang was there. Your previous crew were doing alright, Gabe was a professional writer, Arkive became a programmer and Fluff apparently transitioned.
>Everyone clamored for you, you were voted the person most likely to succeed and apparently they were right.
>"Whoa! Looks who's here." Arkive announces with gusto, your eyes wander and stare down at someone familiar.
>She was wearing a snuggly black sweater dress, holding back a massive bust that you still recognize after all those years.
>Her lush black hair neatly arranged around her ears, ribbon earrings framing a gorgeous face. Her blue eyes staring at you, emotionless at first before shifting to something mischievous.
>Your heart sinks to your stomach, you hide it by drinking a shot of whiskey and eating a mouthful of school cafeteria lasagna.
>Ouro Kronii joins in the group, everyone regaling stories about highschool life. You're nervously looking around, incredulous that the same people who tormented the bespectacled Autisronii now chatting up and offering distorting narratives about what happened.
>Everyone is starting to get drunk as the function continues. Your old teachers come by. there is ceremony and a video played on the old projector in the auditorium.
>You learned that Kronii was now a successful executive in a media company, she had a major makeover. She wasn't the frumpy loser you used to torment back then, you can feel your collar suffocating you.
>"What about you anon? What're you up to nowadays?" She tents her hands on her dainty chin, your spine crawls as you feel her heel sliding down your leg.
>"F-Finance." You say simply, nervous. You're getting a little tipsy.
>"Oh?" There's a dangerous edge to her voice, you can feel she was hoping you'd have grown up to be some failure in a trailer park.
>She encourages you, adding more and more whiskey to your shot glass. She indulges in the drink too.
>Unfortunately for her your alcohol tolerance was superior.
>The reunion was about to be over, everyone was planning to go for an afterparty. You however were being lead around the school hallway. Kronii wobbling all over the place as she spoke about everything that triggered her nostalgia.
>"Hey I remember that room! It's still the same!" She excitedly says, your eyes narrow. The janitor closet. You and the gang would lock her in there.
>She shoves you in, you didn't put up much of a fight.
>She locks the door behind her, her blue eyes narrow as a pit viper. You're sitting there, with flushed cheeks.
>"I remember, being here for hours. Alone and forgotten. While you and everyone else just continued school." She starts slowly, anger creeping in as she continued.
>"I worked hard you know, after I graduated from this hell hole. I promised myself I would never be the loser you fuckers treated me as." Her knees start to fold, her back slides across the door. She's sitting down, arms crossed. Her eyes watering.
>"Why then do I feel so shit...looking at you...seeing you living life as if everything I went through didn't happen." Her voice breaks, her hands are on her face. It wasn't pretty looking at someone breaking down because of alcohol and emotional turmoil.
>She stops, blinking.
>She sees you prostrated, your forehead planted on the floor.
>"I didn't want to come here tonight, because of you." You say simply.
>"I knew in the back of my mind I was going to meet you again if I came." Your heart is pumping, you've been thinking about this moment for the longest time.
>"In the end, I decided to go." The concrete floor was pressing against your forehead hard, you wouldn't stop even if your cranium caved in.
>"I'm sorry." You say finally, you feel like a weight was lifted.
>You can hear her sniffles, then a laugh. A happy and relieved laugh,
>"Hey anon, did you know I've always had a crush on you?" Your head is lifted up, her soft hands cup your face. She's staring at you, her reddened blue eyes so gentle, your heart felt like it was being stabbed.
>Crush?
>"Among all the others, you treated me the worse, but even then...you were also the only person who said bye to me when we graduated." You remembered, Kronii never was popular. You decided to be nice for once, being the only person who signed her graduation book.
>"I noticed it you know, you were the only one who didn't lie about what happened back then." Her face comes closer, you can smell the stench of whiskey intermixed with Jasmine perfume. It was intoxicating.
>"Thank you." Your lips meet, they touched for the longest time. Your mind goes blank.
>What the fuck was going on?

>>11650774
>Two women look over you, their eyes leering at your naked form with ravenous hunger.
>Your hands are bound with your neck tie, your clothes neatly folded on the conference table to your right. You're not tightly constricted, you could easily break free if you wanted to. You did not want to.
>Kronii-san, your office supervisor, had given you special duty as her stress reliever, a duty you preformed with due diligence.
>Today was a special day, IRyS, who was a section chief of another division was invited to partake in today's session.
>She was wearing a beige sweater matched with a grey pencil skirt, her tanned legs sheathed in clear pantyhose and ending with closed toe peach heels . Her long ruby hair done in a neat ponytail.
>Kronii was beside her, her jacket covering a grey v-neck sweater, long pale legs armored in black office pants that tightly hugged her legs. Her luscious feet encased with coal black heels that've stepped on your dick more times than you can count. Her hair done up short and proper.
>Kronii's blue eyes stare intently behind her rimless glasses, watching as IRyS walked around you, hands behind her back. She has a mischievous look to her.
>"You have a cute one Kronii." She says with her face meeting yours, you can smell her perfume. It smelled of raspberry and roses.
>"Be careful with him." Kronii warned, she was very protective of you.
>She giggles, sliding something under her skirt. You see her lacy purple colored undies. She puts them on your head, like a balaclava or a dildo.
>She starts grinding her naked ass on your stomach. Your cock already erupting upwards as you felt her toned buttocks sliding across your skin.
>Kronii is annoyed by how much you seemed to enjoy it.
>IRyS eventually stops, pulling the backrest of the swivel chair towards the table so that you'd face the edge.
>She crawls underneath like a snake, you look down and see her head popping down below. Her filthy tongue already out and about to lick your shaft like ice cream.
>Your toes curl as you feel the wet sensation. She teases a bit, nibbling a little on the head and the stem. You can feel her fangs. You screamed with your mouth closed.
>She engulfs your cock like a vacuum, one hand massaging your balls while the other was flicking her bean while her viper tongue caressed your cock.
>You throw your head back, the fabric of her undies blocking portions of your view. You're already about to lose it.
>Then Kronii joined, incensed with jealously. She sits down on the edge in front of you. Your eyes widen as she unbuckles her belt and pulls down her trouser and panties just enough for her bushy pussy to be visible.
>She cups your chin, her cold eyes boring into you.
>"Don't forget who you work for." Those were the last words your conscious mind processed before your face was shoved into glorious musky Korean jungle.
>You didn't think, your tongue already out and slithering into her vaginal canal. Kronii's soft hands caressing your head. Her moans of pleasure passing through both your ears.
>You were assaulted on two fronts, a succubus that serviced your dick like a Michelin starred chef and an envious insecure mistress who didn't like to share.
>You were milked like a cow, IRyS sucking in more protein than her daily nutritional intake allowed.
>You sucked Kronii dry, drinking in her female nectar. You can feel her legs, wrapped around your neck, spasming out in orgasm.
>It was a productive work day.

>>11600566
>>11600685
>She was such a beautiful whore, biting down hard on the pillow as your cock rammed against both of her holes, her puckered asshole and cute little pussy now opened up and gaping, asking for your seed.
>Her screams are muffled as you finish, cumming deep inside in her cunt and slathering the excess on her butthole.Tears staining the bedsheets.
>You finish up, going over to the bedside table and lighting up a cig , smoking it hungrily and letting the nicotine rush enhance your post-coitus exhilaration.
>"W-Why did I do this?" The palms of her hands cover her shamed face, her knees hugging her chest, covering her bountiful chest.
>You just wrap an arm around her, exhaling out the smoke before biting into her ear lobe.
>"You know you love it." She looks up, her beautiful blue eyes staring at you with grief and shame.
>She cleans herself up, showering for the longest time. You look at the watch. Staring intently at the passage of time.
>She gets out the shower wet, lazily dressing back up. She waves at you with a weak goodbye before she disappears in a flash of light.
>Finally.
>30 minutes later she comes backs, she finds you placing dinner on the table, kimchi lasagna her favorite.
>You flash her a warm and caring smile, she responds with one of her own. It was intensely melancholic
>She has no idea.
>You don't exactly remember when it happened, but you're quite sure Kronii suffered from a lapse of memory and now believes she's cheating on you with alternate doppelganger.
>She has no idea you've been pretending this entire time.
>Frankly the thought of her guilt gnawing at the her soul aroused you, doubly so when she was unaware she was cheating on you with yourself.
>It just spiced up your already fucked up sex life.

filterfag is awfully quiet now that people are talking about piss and shit

Sequel to rental boyfriend
>You were sitting on a nearby bench, hands in your hoodie's pocket and your eyes plastered at the edifice of capitalism before you. A towering massive skyscraper that harbored the headquarters of one of the most successful tech companies in Japan.
>You look at your watch, 12:00 AM, you were sure this was when she clocked out.
>There she was, you see her holding onto a bag in her hands. Wearing a black sweater and cosmetic glasses.
>You stand up, walking towards her, she notices you with a pout.
>"I told you to stop this." She folds her arms, a severe but concerned look thrown your way.
>You take out the envelope from your pocket, it contained 50,000 Yen.
>"I'm not gonna stop until you accept it." This was the fourth time you did this, you wanted to return the money that she paid for your services.
>"It's yours just keep it." She shoves the envelope back towards you. She's flustered, cute coming from her.
>"I'm not gonna stop you know. I retired because of you." You bend down, whispering into her ear. She blushes.
>"Fine then, lets talk about this like adults" She tried to be diplomatic, you liked how she treated you as an equal.
>The both of you reached a compromise, you were going to take her out for dinner, reimbursing the sum she gave you back on her.
>You held the bag she was holding, a heavy thing filled with materials from work.
>You're inside the train, it was quite packed. She was standing in front of you. Holding onto a handguard. While you stood alone, using her body as your support.
>Your arm is wrapped around her slim waist. You can see the reflection of her face on the glass door. She's fidgeting, nervously looking down at the floor.
>You were quasi-dating, a word she used not you. You never really did have sex back then at that hotel. You only ended up cuddling naked, spending the entire night listening to her problems.
>She was a modern 21st century woman, she made it. She had money, a nice apartment and was the envy of everyone she knew.
>That success made her miserable.
>She intrigued you, this sad lonely girl. You wanted to save her.
>You tried to convince her to go out with you, for real without the bullshit or money. She refused. You were too young for her, she was already guilty for spending so much on a rental boyfriend that was 8 years younger than her.
>You compromised again, just 'hanging' out with her. A very vague relationship that formed the status quo between the two of you.
>Your lips are barely touching the small of her neck. Your hands rubbing on her abdomen.
>You can feel her sway and move against your body. The train shaking with it's speed. She's breathing heavily.
>Your eyes meet at the reflection of the glass. There was something between the two of you. This was something intensely intimate, and the crowd around you would never ever notice.
>You arrive at your destination, the both of you walk out. Her legs wobbling and her breath heated.
>You offer her a hand, she was lagging behind. She looks at it with trepidation.
>"Come on, we're gonna be late." You smile at her, a warm smile.
>Her face turns redder, eyes shift around in nervousness.
>She weakly complies, grabbing your hand.
>You gently squeeze her fingers, leading her out of the station.
>This felt weird, you've dated a lot of girls around your age but this was the first time you felt anything so intense in your heart.
>Judging by how emotionally overwhelmed she was this was a first for her too.

>>11557968
>You never thought much of it, you grew up being told how handsome you were. You didn't put much stock to it until you were approached by gaggles of women when you hit puberty.
>You sold yourself out, moonlighting as a "rental boyfriend" for lonely women, mostly in their late 20s and early 30s. You were still a minor, so sex was completely out of the question.
>Except for this case.
>She was a regular, a beautiful women with short black hair and bouncing fertile breasts. She was an exceedingly successful career women, paying top rates for your services.
>You found yourself in the love hotel, down to your boxers as you awaited for her to finish showering.
>This was illegal, but you weren't the kind to care for the law. She was offering lots of money.
>She was still slick with water when she emerged from the bathroom, her beautiful body bare for your viewing pleasure.
>Her blue eyes shinning down at you with a hunger.
>"Lie down." She says with commanding authority in her deep and gorgeous voice.
>You obey, laying on your back on the bed. She moves over, straddling you. You can feel her bare bushy crotch pressing on your boxers.
>You're really horny.
>Things quickly become awkward, she's stuck there, sitting on you. Her face blushing in confusion.
>"How old are you?" She asks, a question that surprisingly was never asked of you.
>"17" You state simply.
>"You're young, why are you here?" She's measured in her reaction, a woman like her would be aware of the implications here.
>"Why are you here?" You turn the question around, she paid for you after all.
>She blinks rapidly, looking at you completely flabbergasted.
>Your eyes widen as the tears starting falling from her cheeks.
>She rubs her eyes, confused.
>"W-Why am I here?" She repeats your question, staring at her hands, staring at you.
>There is horror
>Horror at what she's done and disgust at herself.
>"I-I'm sorry I need to go." She immediately stands up, she's running around like a headless chicken trying to retrieve her clothes from the floor.
>You get up, confused.
>She slips a bit, falling on her ass. Her hands on her head. She doesn't bother getting back up.
>"Why am I here? What the fuck am I doing? I was going to fuck a 17 year old. Why the fuck am I here? Why am I so useless? I can't even get a man my age. I'll never have a family. I've disappointed my parents. I-" You cut off her stream of chaotic babbling with a hug, you didn't know why, but you felt like you needed to give her one.
>She stops, she grabs your arms tightly and starts sobbing into your bare chest.
>You lift her up in your arms, carrying her like newly married woman to her bridal bed.
>You gently lay her there, caressing her cheek.
>"This one is on the house." You plant a kiss on her lips. Her reddened eyes closing shut at its soft touch.
>She lies down, breathing normally now.
>You're on top of her. Her face one of despair and hope.
>This was a charity case.
>For you and for her.

>>11497279
>You didn't know what you were expecting when you opened the door.
>You saw Kronii draped over the bed, Amelia Watson straddling on top of her and violating her orifice.
>Your heart sinks at the scene. You couldn't believe this, your cock rises steadily the longer you stare.
>Amelia breaks it off, a long trail of spit from your tongue to your cheating lover's lips.
>"A-Anon wait." Kronii wipes off the detective's saliva from her mouth. A hand outstretched towards you with panicked eyes.
>Watson shoves her down before she sits up, a predatory grin flashing towards you.
>You knew that Kronii was bisexual, she confessed to you in intimate secrecy that she loved both men and women.
>Ame stands up, she's in her casual wear. You see her loosening her blouse a bit to give you a look at the top of her breasts. They weren't as big as Kronii's but they were impressive none the less.
>She approaches you, frozen on the spot as your mind races to process what the fuck is happening.
>Once she reaches you, her hands starting tracing over your body, as if she were a sculptor trying to smooth out the details of her latest creation.
>"A-Amelia please stop." Kronii weakly protests, knees on the bed and hands on her mouth as she looked on with horror at Ame's molestation of her lover.
>Ame goes behind you, one hand rubbing your chest. The other rubbing your crotch. She was much smaller than you and Kronii and yet you felt violated, like a Korean maiden being taken by a licentious Jap.
>"I don't like women Kronii." Ame says as she squeezes your mast, you cringe at the pain but your spine tingles at the feeling of her soft hands violently grabbing your dick.
>"I HATE women, but I LOVE men." Ame turns you around, you stare at her blue eyes shielded by her glasses. She has a cruel and teasing smile,
>Her arms wrap around your neck, she stands on her tiptoes as she plants her tongue inside your mouth. It's wriggles around violently, like an invader conquering territory from it's previous occupant. You forget all the times Kronii made out with you,
>Your base instincts win over, you help her out. She's still a bit too low so your much larger hands grab unto her ass cheeks, lifting her up so she'd have an easier time French kissing you. Your engorged precum leaking cock rubbing against her stained panties.
>Kronii just stares on, lips quivering and tears dripping from her cheeks like a flood.
>Amelia's humiliations decisive and complete.

>>11418120
>"Gwak!" Kronii screams out again, hands trembling on her newly arrived controller. She's been playing Hades on stream, trying to finish it before her autistic fanbase starts clamoring for different games.
>"Anon, you better not stop." She taps you on the head with the hunk of plastic. You were currently engrossed in her bush musk. Your tongue rhythmically pleasuring her clitoris and vaginal canal.
>You look back a little, she was currently fighting against Theseus and Asterius. You smirk a little.
>She's totally focused on the game, ignoring the spams of pleasure you gave her by your tender loving. She's got used to it.
>She's almost doing it, she's defeated Asterius and Theseus was a pixel away from dying.
>She screams out, her thighs crushing your temples as you suddenly bite her clitoris.
>Your head is shoved backwards, Kronii's hands pressing on your head so hard that you're feeling a little dizzy.
>Her eyes are watering, cheeks flushed. You're not sure if she's angry or incredibly aroused.
>"Anon..." She says through clenched teeth, grinding them furiously.
>"I was this close..." Your BPM is higher than Fauna taking a vacation in Turkey, she's slowly standing up now with murderous intent.
>You're shoved backwards, landing on your spine with a thud. You squirm as Kronii suffocates on you with her crotch.
>"If you love my cunt that much have some more!" She's screaming out in pure frustration.
>You can't breathe.
>Do you want to breathe?
>This was a pretty good way to go.

Whatever your heart wants

>>11003184
tags: domination loss, cunnilingus, fluff
https://rentry.co/2xbi5

>You had given up, it was pointless to continue further. You sit at the sofa, paying no heed to the latest Netflix series sensation Squid Game playing on the screen, your eyes fixated in the door that was a portal to Kronii's world.
>It's been a week since she locked herself inside, playing that damnable game. You'd deliver her food and drinks inside, taking out her trash and dirty plates.
>Three days in you had enough and got into a huge argument that ended with her screaming you to get out.
>Now you just left her meals outside of her door, as if she was an inmate in prison.
>What happened? The both of you were once so deeply in love, that spark seems to have faded recently.
>You almost missed the creak of the door, it's hinges screaming. A familiar figure emerges from the darkness.
>"Anon...come inside." She looked like shit, she looked absolutely dirty. Her hair was disheveled and her once white hoodie and sweatpants have turned grey. You feel like she'd lose weight if she took a shower.
>You get off your sofa, your heart pumping in a little anger.
>You cover your nose as you step foot into her room, you see plates of rotting food with fruit flies hovering above everywhere. You can smell the odorous stench of piss from plastic bottles containing a familiar yellow substance.
>She stands before her computer setup. A finger pointing at the screen.
>You bend forward, you can recognize the UI. It's Minecraft of course, you've played a bit back in the day. You squint.
>What the fuck?
>Her shaders are on, her avatar was standing on top of something. You move the mouse a bit, trying to figure out what it was.
>It was a 3D statue, it looked familiar. It looked exactly like you.
>Did she spend the entire week doing this?
>"I-I'm sorry for being so quiet..."Kronii starts speaking slowly, her voice shaking a bit.
>"I-I wanted to give you a present...for your birthday." What? You blink rapidly.
>Your birthday? Why did you forget? Oh yeah you were moping about Kronii's emotional neglect.
>"It took a lot of effort...almost killed my computer." You finally SEE her, you see her blue eyes how puffy they are. She must not have gotten a lick of sleep this past week.
>"I know I'm not someone really special...I couldn't think of a present or anything like that. This is the closest thing I can think of. I'm sorry if-" You lock her around your arms, shutting her up. This stupid bitch.
>She's stiff, surprised by the embrace, but then she starts melting into your hold and sinking into your chest. She stains your shirt with her tears.
>"T-Thank you...for loving me...even if I'm like this..." You didn't care, even if this bitch did live like this. Surrounded by filth and stink you still couldn't stop yourself from loving her.
>She needed to take a bath though, seriously.

>>10934491
>>10934491
>You came here against your own volition. Your fervently religious grandmother had brought you to the covenant with her, she was serving as your guardian for a month while your parents went wild in Ibiza.
>You're bored, surrounded by wizened women in religious habits. Desiccated husks who pray to a God that you barely believed in.
>"Anon, why don't you run around. Explore while I pray with the canoness?" Your grandmother suggested while you were in the chapel. You complied, walking out into the confines of the Covenant.
>You're bored out of your mind, entering any dark passageway you can find and walking wherever you think was interesting.
>You eventually reach an opening, a sort of hidden garden? There was a lot of vegetation and greenery.
>You hear something, you follow the noise. It sounded like someone in prayer, intersected with moans of pleasure.
>You go past a bush, you see a woman nestled in a secured hiding blocked by bushes.
>It's a nun, she was sitting on the grass. She was bouncing up and down. You can hear her breathy chant.
>"Lord God, forgive me for my sins. Save me from the fires of hell and spa-" You step back and break a twig, the noise of which shocks the woman out of her ecstatic mediation.
>She turns towards you, her baby blue eyes wide in shock and terror.
>She had great massive breasts barely contained by the black nun dress. Her veil white and covering dark-blue hair.
>One of her arms were down below, under the dress. You had a good idea of what she was doing.
>"W-Wait!" She raises a hand towards you, it's slick wet. It was the hand she used to pleasure herself.
>"Isn't that a sin?" You were young true, but you weren't a total stranger to the dogma of the faith nor of sexuality.
>She falters, trembling in shame and self loathing, anxiously playing with the rosary around her neck.
>You slowly approach her with hands in your pocket. She was sitting down, which allowed you to tower over her even with your height.
>Your hands come out like the serpent in Eden, slithering towards her breasts and squeezing painfully.
>She cries in pain and shock, she's trying to pry your hands off, but even though you were not fully grown a man you still proved stronger.
>You can feel her nipples and her breast flesh even under this oppressive black garment, they were begging to be freed.
>You lower your mouth towards her ear, tears streaming down her cheeks.
>"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. If you give me one favor." She looks at you, horrified beyond belief.
>You smile at her, no doubt to her you looked like the devil.
>You shove her to the grassy ground, clambering on top of her like a man twice your age.
>You pull her habit upwards, giving you access to her holy cunt. Already made wet for your use due to her earlier schlicking.
>"P-Please do-" You didn't let her finish as you inserted your cock into her unshaved pussy.
>It felt incredible, your body shaking in indescribable pleasure. You can feel her underneath you. She's trying so hard to deny herself.
>She wanted to orgasm, but if she did it would make her a whore in the eyes of God.
>A whore you will make her, you tease her tenting nipples that pierced the thick fabric. You twist and pinch them while your palms sank into soft large fat.
>She yelps out, that was the final straw. She completely orgasms, you can feel the wetness in her cunt and her walls closing in your dick.
>She's crying, even in the midst of her lustful awakening she continued chanting something again and again.
>"Hail Mary....full of grace...the Lord is with thee..."

>>10906807
>>10906950
>She was nervous, rightfully so. You had her stand before you, she in her uniform and you in your nightgown. It's been some weeks since you've acquainted yourself to the duties as a Lord. You've grown into your dead uncle's shoes and already the tenants pay homage to you, respecting your authority and magnanimity.
>Your relationship with Ms Kronii was quite complex, when you first groped her in your study you overstepped your boundaries as a proper gentlemen and had apologized, only for her to respond she was open to such a relationship if you had respected her boundaries.
>This was the first time since that night you had specifically summoned her, to your bed chambers. She was clearly agitated, you wouldn't fault her into thinking you had nefarious goals in mind.
>"Come take a seat beside me." You palm the soft mattress beside you, beckoning her to come forward.
>Her eyes narrow nervously, her hands clasped together in a sort of pseudo prayer. In the end she obeys obediently, taking her seat beside you.
>Silence, the crackling of the charcoal in the fire place providing the sole ambience.
>You place a hand on her lap, her face crinkles slightly. This was the moment she was waiting for.
>Instead you grab her hand, holding it with both of yours. They were small dainty hands, but also slightly calloused, exposing to you a history of work. Her fingers are slender and long, you play with them.
>She's blushing at your intimate touch, looking at you with flushed cheeks.
>You bring her hand forward, giving a soft and chaste kiss on it.
>"M-My Lord." She mumbles out, tongue tied and embarrassed.
>She yelps as you suddenly yank her into your chest, you wrap your arms around her in a tight embrace.
>She can feel your heartbeat, it's erratic and quick. She now knows you're nervous as well.
>You can feel her breathing, her soft bosom pressed against you. She's so warm.
>You slowly sink into the bed, letting the soft wool envelop the both of you.
>You turn over, you straddle her, but not in a lewd away. Her blue eyes stare at you teary. She wasn't used to this kind of affection.
>Your intertwine your fingers together, you spread her arms upward. You lower your face, you can feel each other's breaths.
>"Your eyes, Miss Kronii, forgive me but I can't stop staring at them." The tip of your noses barely touch. She's too entranced to look away.
>You break off, returning to sitting on the bed. Kronii lay there, trying to process just what happened.
>"It's time to retire for the night Miss Kronii, I appreciate the help you've given me." You offer her a hand, she takes it. Still bewildered by the current circumstances.
>You lead her to the door, she stands outside as you're about to close.
>"By the way, this is a nightly occurrence. I expect you to report here in the same time." You finish off, she's jolted out of her reverie, curtseying in a trembling nervous manner.
>You slowly close the door, the last thing you show her was an evil smirk.
>Foolish girl, you were too much of a gentlemen to give her what she truly wanted. You cackle inside your head.

>>10880544

>Kronii caught you, in the iron grip of a cruel lioness. You didn't know what you were expecting when your new boss summoned you to her office. She was an older business woman from Japan, still beautiful with flowing grey hair, but on the cusp of menopause. That might have explained her intense horniness.
>Your cheeks were flushed, you felt violated. The woman's long fingers playing with your bare nipples. Her tongue running down the back of your neck and nape.
>Kronii strutted forward, her black heels clacking on the floor as she ran forward to save you.
>Botan swings you around, planting your face on the glass table.
>"Botan-san! This is workplace harassment!"Kronii tries to protest, even as Botan tore out your belt and pulled your pants down.
>The woman was immensely strong, her arms locked around your yours as she swung around. Kronii covered her face in embarrassment as she saw the girth of your cock.
>"Kronii-san, might you be a dear and assist me? Anon-san has been a very productive worker. Give him a reward." You gasp out as you feel the nylon texture of her leg going between your thighs and caressing your balls.
>You wanted to plead with Kronii-san to get help, but the heated and mystified expression on her face told you it was a lost cause.
>Kronii knelt, literally. She cupped your shaft around her smooth and cold hands. You bite your tongue as you feel the wet sensation of her saliva slathering your dick, you screech as your body trembles against your will. Kronii eagerly sucking you off like the office slut she really was.
>Botan laughed, intocixated over her power. She turns your crying face towards her. She shoves her tongue into your mouth, it was a strong and long muscle. It felt like someone was inserting a dildo there.
>You were powerless, coaxed into sexual orgasm against your will.
>No one would believe your tale.
>Your only recourse was to cry yourself to sleep every nice.