Hello, i am in a relationship with this guy named Tony, i found about his puppy play love, and because i also love it we started doing some. I love when he is in puppy mode, every time he sees me he starts to bark and showing me his tummy to snuggle it. It's been going on for a couple of weeks and i love hugghing him and making him baths, but yesterday, something happened. I was sleeping on the couch and he was waiting me patiently to wake up like i used to train him, after waiting for almost thirty minutes he started jumping and giving me lickies, so i woke up... but i was horny, too horny, i watched his eyes, then i grabbed his neck and violently bent him over on the couch, he started whimpering, probably thinking he did something bad, but his master was just going to breed him, got all fours and inserted my rock hard dick inside his twinky puppy ass, he started groaning in pleasure while his dick were humping the couch, leaking wet thick puppy precum. I got harder, and harder, he started to moan until his dick cummed hands-free, not before my white load shot inside his ass. Now, when he's horny, he just shows me his butt, sometimes opening it to show his hole... i can't resist the urge to breed him, more and more, while i call him a good pup... but i am also a bit sad, because i see him as my little pup when he is in puppy mode rather than an human, is this considerable zoophilia? I am not attracted to animals but... him... he's a real puppy, and i want to breed him so bad...
imagine a girl was jerking you off and she's like "cum in my pocket" and you're like “what" but you have no time to think and she just holds open the front pocket of her jeans and like aims your dick at it and you bust a fat nut in her pocket. what if that happened
Would you be mad at me. I mean her
Judging by what speed is wearing, we can confidently say that speeds wearing are unisex size M or L Nintendo pajama pants looking online you can determine that pants like that are usually have a inside leg size of 29 (M) or 30 (L).
looking at photo 4th you can see that the bit speed showed was around 6.5 x the size of his penis, so his soft/semi-hard penis size is: 29 / 6.5 = 4.4 inches 4.4 += 0.5 inches for lost dick size under pajamas 4.9 inches soft/semi ~ hard
to determine his hard/max size, i found a quote on a medical artical about penis sizes and the diffrence between growers and showers: "The propensity for a penis to grow is directly proportional to how far you can pull it away from the body (i.e. how stretchable the collagen fibers are within the skin of the penis). Growers tend to have a significant increase — approximately 50 percent — stretched. Showers will hardly stretch at all."
with this, we can calculate that: 4.9 inches * 1.5 = ~7.35inches (if speed is a grower) ~5.1 to 5.4 inches (if speeds a shower)
Now that i think about it, the empress bulblax might have been the source of this fetish i have, I played pikmin 2 as young as 7 and always found the way that the empress gives birth a little charming and sexy, and it just kept happening too which was a little exciting for young lil me, might also be the reason i like twin/triplet births rather than solo births as well; TL:DR: empress bulblax probably gave me a birth fetish
I and two of my friend, we collect sex videos from different sources like movies, telegram etc. Once in a week they come to my house with those sex videos. They come when other family members are not home. The first thing they donis take of their clothes and then we watch sex videos while we masturbate. We don't do anything gay with each other except looking at our dicks. We don't even watch gay porn. Edit: This is how it started: We used to watch porn together. One day one of our friend shared his family members nudes and we got really horny that day and one of our friend started jerking off. Two of use were in kind of Shock but After that day we slowly became comfortable enough to jerk off naked while watching porn.
As I waited outside her apartment window, I knew the time was coming. I was perched outside on the fire escape, accessed with help of a friend in a low place. The air smelled of a barnyard, contrasting the usual smell of an urban environment like this one. “You’d think,” I thought to myself,”that a cop that saved the city would be able to afford a better place to live in. Suddenly, as I was lost on my train of thought, I heard it. The click of an unlocking door,
It was time.
There she was, Judy Hopps, the mythic cop, and my true love. She walks into the apartment in shambles, wallpaper peeling, rotting furniture, the whole poor apartment bit. She flicks the light switch, and a fluorescent light flashes on. I recess further away from the window, scared that the light would give me away. She takes off her belt, with her handgun holster on it, and sets it on a battered night stand, then goes to make herself dinner, carrots for one. She takes a drink from a bottle of water next to the microwave, and checks her phone. I can’t see her phone, but I know it reads 10:36, (as does my watch), and has a photo of her parents as her background. through all this she has barely been able to stay awake, she had had an exhausting work day. She fumbles over to the right side of the room, flips the light switch again, and climbs into bed. I had laced that water with restoril, a heavy sleep medicine, so she would be staying there.
I take deep breaths. This was the point of no return. Once I opened this window, I would never be able to take it back. When I had slowed my breath, I set a silent timer on my watch for two hours, until Officer Hopps would be in deep sleep.
I wake. I silently open the window, and climb in side. I lock the apartment door and grab the gun of of the nightstand, along with a full magazine. Insert the magazine. Pull the slide as quietly as I could, which wasn’t that quite, (that’s what the drugs were for.). I waste no time, grabbing her by both of her ears and ripping of the sheets. She instantly wakes up, massive fear in her eyes. She quickly assesses the situation and quickly realizes it is hopeless. I have a loaded gun, and she’s restrained.
I couldn’t hold it anymore. I inserted my throbbing, 7 and ⅜ inches cock into judy’s tight pussy. It stretched significantly, apparently Nick wasn’t packing. The drugs still had her drowsy, she didn’t feel pleasure yet, but she would. Oh, she would. I start thrusting, yet not receding from her gaping vagina, emotions I have waited my whole life to feel flooding through me, it was too much. The only reason I didn’t instantly finish was because I had been conditioning myself for 8 and a half years. Enough time had gone by, she was fully awake. She was so scared. She starts to fight back, but that just makes it better for me.I move my hand to her neck, more leverage. Suddenly, a knock on the door.
It’s fucking Nick Wilde, coming for their mid-night meet up.
I stop dead, making no noise. I move Judy behind where the door would open, She’s invested, Nick is her last hope, he knight in shining armor. she knows what is coming. Nick knocked more to be nice, he has the key. As he opens, I change my aim from Judy’s head to the opening door, almost crushing Judy’s throat so she wouldn’t make a sound.
Nick walks in.
“Judy?” He whispers, trying not to wake up the other tenants. “ Are you in there?” I pull the trigger.
A small dit sounds as the 9mm bullet left the suppressor.
A red mist.
A sad squeak, despite constriction.
A body hits the floor.
I move to the door, kicking Nick’s body out of the way, and relook the door. I snicker, “some sly fox he was.” We can continue. My thrusting gets faster now, I’ve held back, but this is it. My cock is burning with the friction. My entire life leading up to this moment, “FUCK!”, I yell, as I flow Judy’s fertile womb with my seed. The absolute ecstasy of the moment filling my mind with joy. Judy gave up long ago, not surprised by this happy ending. I pull out, every ounce of my cum deep in officer Hopp’s uterus. I take a needle full of sedative and inject it into her arm. Obvously she struggles, but she stops squirming when the new drugs kick in. I put the gun in her hand. when the police arrive, it would look bad on her part. I open the window, and close it behind me, looking at the mess I made. She would live the rest of her life with her 50-ish baby bunnies I gave her. I left, and made for my flight to France, then Germany, then Kazakhstan, living the rest of my life in simple, joyous reflection.
