Do You Trust Me?


I pull her down into my lap and place her hands behind her back gently. My fingers roam over her soft skin and my head clouds with the scent of her;  a mixture of sunflowers and rain. Her perky breasts are right at eye level with me and it’s a temptation to take one of her pert nipples in my mouth and suck on it but first I need to prepare her for what is about to come. “Do you trust me?”, I whisper lowly as I secure the mask over her head. She bites down on her lip ever so sensually and nods her head in approval. Reaching behind me, I snag a length of soft rope and let it slowly unravel. Sliding it teasingly across her curvy hips, I hear her gasp lowly and wiggle against me. I quickly secure the bindings, rendering her helpless and skim over her delicate skin with my fingers, savoring the feeling of a feminine form against me. It’s been so long since I’ve played with such an exquisite beauty and I want to enjoy every moment. My hands run along her ample backside and I pull her towards me, grinding her pubic bone against mine. The sensation sends a twinge of pleasure up my core and a part of me wishes to be greedy… but I have further plans for her…..

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Waiting For You…

He walked in the front door to find the house mostly dark, which was curious as his girl was supposed to be getting herself ready for a party they’d been invited to.

He walked to the bedroom door, and found her sprawled on the bed, her right hand delving under her panties into that warm wet spot between her legs. He cleared his throat, and she turned her head his direction, and hastily pulled it away.

“Aren’t you supposed to be getting ready?” he asked sternly.

She gave him a little smile and slowly stretched her legs up into the air. He couldn’t help following those long limbs with his eyes.

“It’s going to be such a big party,” she pouted, “Do you really think anyone would miss us if we didn’t go?”

“Probably not. Why? What do you have in mind?”

“I thought we could have our own party,” she purred, “The kind where you come over here, rip my panties off, wrap my legs around you, and fuck me senseless.”

She giggled as he threw his jacket on the chair, loosened his tie, and knelt on the bed as she hungrily reached for his belt buckle. She didn’t always get her way, but when she did, it was so worth it.

Waiting For You...

I’m like a puzzle but all of my pieces are jagged.


For those who don’t know me,
I can get a bit crazy
Have to get my way,yep
24 hours a day
’cause I’m hot like that

Every guy, everywhere
just gives me mad attention
Like I’m under inspection
I always gets a ten,
’cause I’m built like that

I go through guys like money
flyin’ out the hands
They try to change me
but they realize they can’t
And every tomorrow is a day I never plan
If you’re gonna be my man understand.


The Alien Octomom Horror



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The Story:

A couple go on a holiday to a small middle of nowhere town, said to have been visited by aliens, of course it attracts a lot of weirdos, and a lot of tourists. Ziekel happens to be a pretty strange one, she enjoys scifi movies and the paranormal, seen too many conspiracy theories and believes them just enough to want to check this place out. She asks her boyfriend to come with her.

Ziekel awakes in her holiday home by the beach with her boyfriend missing, she looks up at the door seeing that it’s been left open, she jumps out of bed with slight worry, but playful curiosity wondering if there will be a surprise for her outside, but there’s nothing but the wind. She looks around the yard, there is so much distance between here and the nearest neighbors, and not a soul in sight. She wonders over down to the lakeside, shouting her lover’s name but hearing nothing but echos of herself and the splash of the nearby waterfall… and this … strange rattling noise behind her.

She turns around to see the top blown off the well, and a strange slimey tentacle wiggling in her direction. Before she knows it she’s upsidedown, her pajamas easily torn right off as the tentacle wraps tightly around her constricting her movements while another slides up between her legs. She panics clawing against this red tentacle coiled tightly around her, which only aggressively tightens it’s grip as the other monster slides into her roughly, fucking her deep. She screams loud, nothing responds but another echo, and hearing the pulse of the strange monster inside her. She feels it drive in deep then stop, followed by a feeling like she’s being split in half, she looks down trying to see whats happened only to see her belly expanded, cringing as she watches it wiggle beneath her skin. The creature starts to remove itself, loosening it’s grip, she takes advantage of her seemingly better situation, kicking hard the tentacle that had been holding her and watching it back away slightly.

Just before her feet touch the ground, however, she’s quickly wrapped up by another, as the red tentacle sneaks back up for it’s vengeance, sliding gently around her as she tenses up, preparing for the worst, but it just continues being gentle, rubbing against her clit until she actually gives up, leaning tired into the creature, moaning softly as she starts to enjoy it. Then when she’d finally surrendered, without warning the red tentacle shoved itself deep into her cunt, fucking her roughly and fast. She screams loud gripping her nails deep into the purple tentacle, causing it to wrap tighter and tighter around her neck. She kicks furiously trying to get lose, her thighs slipping against the red one as it continues fucking her without mercy, grabbing onto the purple one with both hands as her voice creaks trying to inhale. She surrenders, her vision blurring as she has no strength left to fight the creature, it rewards her by loosening it’s grip around her neck allowing her to live, for now. She breathes in heavily, crying as it continues to fuck her, she wraps her arms around it resting her head tired, gritting her teeth tightly as she prepares for more pain when she feels the familiar stop again, it fills her deeply with it’s eggs. The creature then releases her, tossing her to the side.

Laying on the cold wet grass she watches as the two tentacles slide back down the well, she sits up right holding onto her swollen belly as she screams for someone to help her but no one comes. She gets up slowly, limping over to the well, she grips onto the side tightly as she looks down seeing nothing but darkness.

Weeks go by and she remains in the home, the creature had not returned again, but no one in the local town would dare come out to help her find her boyfriend, and she refused to leave until finding him. While searching in the nearby lake the creatures inside her had decided to leave, she was happy about it, but somehow loneliness drove her to reach out and try to keep a few, collecting them into her hands she was able to take them back into the house, keeping them in a fishbowl. They looked like tiny little sea creatures. Actually pretty adorable, she wondered if they were the aliens people talked about. She wondered what would happen to the dozens of others that got away from her in the lake, but decided it’s better this way… maybe people will start believing in these alien conspiracies when they see them in person. She smiled.



About:  A delightful little short story inspired by my weeaboo days, and a few good friends poking fun at me while I was making my appliers. It’s in comic form, which I thought would match well with the tentacle sci-fi theme and my lack of writing good. Didn’t expect my first story to be so strange but I like it, I’m looking to cross some lines I guess. If you would like to know where anything used, or being worn in this set, please contact me.


“Come be my dear obsessive whore

And fuck my pussy hard

I’ll pour my juice right on your face 

While you eat out my cunt

Son of bitch you’re part of me

Part of my fucked up mind

Please let me be your cum junkie

I’ll suck your dick just fine.


I Want.



I want your touches to scar me so I’ll know where you’ve been.
I want you to watch when I go down in flames.
I want a list of atrocities burning in your name.
I want to reach my hand into the dark and feel what reaches back.

I want to remember when my nightmares were clearer. 
I want to be there when your hot black rage rips wide open.  

And I want

I want to know just how much you hate me so I can predict what you’ll do.
I want you to know the wounds are self-inflicted.
I want a controlling interest.
I want to be somewhere beautiful when I die. 

I want to be your secret hater. 
I want to stop destroying you but I can’t. 
And I want, and I want, and I want, and I will always be hungry. 
And I want, and I want, and I want.

Song: Recoil – Want

Welcome Home!

“Honey I’m home!” he says as he walks into the house. I look up from the bed hearing the door closed and look down at myself and wondered when I had taken my clothes off except for my garter, corset, stockings and shoes. “Honey are you home?” I hear him say with a hint of panic and I quickly get up and greet him downstairs by the door. He takes in my appearance and raises an eyebrow…”What have you been doing all day?” I blush and quickly look away and responded quietly “N-nothing!”


He wasn’t fooled as always and he grabs me by the wrist and pins me against the door and gives me a sniff…he could smell the scent of my perfume mixed with sweat and I turn my face away from him so I wouldn’t have to look into his face.


“Now tell me again what you were doing all day?” His voice had such a powerful commanding tone to it I couldn’t resist but say “I-I was playing with my vibrator.” I was ashamed and he just smiled and shook his head…I thought he was going to be upset with me but I soon found his lips on mine kissing me with such passion…confused but getting slightly aroused I responded and kissed him harshly back.


We stood there kissing like this for a few moments until his kisses went down to my neck and one of his hands caressing my naked chest squeezing and pinching my hard nipples. A moan escapes my lips and that spurred him on and soon I could feel his buldge grow beneath the fabric of his pants.



He stopped kissing me and looked down and then back at me “Look what you did!” I look down and back up at him “I’m sorry sir!” I responded with the phrase he lets me use. “Well what are we going to do about it?” He asks and I just shrug and shakes his head and all of a sudden I feel my feet leave the floor as he takes me up the ladder into our bedroom above.

He sets me down and says again with the commanding voice “Kneel and put your hands behind your back!” I did as I was told and he smiled at me. He got down to my level and held my face level with his and smiled at me. He kissed me again and I kissed him back…I was steadily growing more and more aroused by the touches and I knew what was coming.



I watched as he stands up and kicks his shoes off and unzips his pants, pulling them down and his boxers I could clearly see how erect his cock was and I look up at him and he smiled at me and he opened my mouth and I obliged. He positioned his cock in front of me and I take the length into my mouth, he gives a groan and threads his fingers through my hair and push me down farther on his cock.


He groans some more and his hand pushes me farther onto his cock almost to the base of it, I try not to gag or choke on it as I know he doesn’t like that. I continue to suck his cock spurred on by his groans….soon though I hear him “Oh baby I need you now!”


He pulls his cock out and I wait for him to let me get up and he does and he picks me up again and puts me on the bed kissing me roughly and I feel his hands explore my body all the way down to my clit and he smiles as he realizes how aroused I am. He starts to rub my clit and I moan into his lips, his hand keeps exploring my body and he finds my nice wet hole and he inserts two fingers pushing them deep inside me my back arches from the pleasure and I moan again.


This makes him finger me faster each time hitting the spot that drives me crazy, the spot that makes me moan louder. When he’s had enough fingering me he removes his fingers and undresses and climbs on the bed and we smile at each other and he positions his still hard cock above my wet hole. I could feel him plunge the length of it deep inside me. Grabbing a hold of the sheets and arching my back again I scream out in pleasure, the sounds of my pleasure making him plunge deeper and harder inside me.


Soon beads of sweat start to glisten down our bodies as we roll around the bed and I soon feel him tense up and I prepare myself for what he’s about to do…he gives me one more hard thrust making me moan and I feel him relax as our climaxes join each other. He rolls over next to me on the bed and we’re both out of breath…he turns to me and I turn to him and we kiss.


Just before drifting off to sleep I say “Welcome home honey!”


P.S. Alright if you want to know what we’re wearing the IM me and I’ll let you know. Also the poses are from *~*HopScotch*~* for Poser Pavilion so go get them. Also I am fully aware I have the EXACT same stuff as I did in my first post and that’s because I wanted it to be a continuation of the first one and what happens when Dustan comes home and learns what I did while he was at work.