Caption bread. Was fun last night. Post your shit or the shit you want captioned

Caption bread. Was fun last night. Post your shit or the shit you want captioned.

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gangrape/abuse forced incest caption please

my cunt wife is ready for the most sadistic comments =)

she deserves the worst /b

party slut/gangbang

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Hot. Post moar. Any caption theme request?

Samantha gargled, coughed, and choked down a second load of some stranger’s seed—pushed down by the cock that replaced his. Her pussy—untouched but her own innocent experimentations before this night—dripped a mixture of translucent aftercum and her own juices, plus a generous smearing of anal-lube for good measure.

And she’d only come down for a glass of milk.

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Trish was as nervous as she was tingly—this was definitely the biggest of the email response she’d had to an post before, and she was so glad she had bit her lip and clicked ‘confirm’ on that craigslist ad. “Forced fantasy; Come fuck me,” it read. “I’m young, horny, wet, and I’ll pretend I don’t want it 4 u”.

With the kids out, this young mom felt free to pop some ecstasy, fall asleep on the couch, and wake up to whoever arrived with desire and a hard cock. Only...Samantha’s plans were cancelled that night, and she forgot to tell her mom…

It wasn’t just desire and a hard cock Trish woke up to. Not NEARLY one.

The Beverly girls wouldn’t forget the first night they sucked eachother’s pussies, heads shoved into 69 and asses shoved full of whatever was in the fridge. Kepchup, mustard, cuccumber, eggplant.

Samantha moaned out her fourth orgasm into her mom’s snatch, just as mom cried out, queefed, and started jerking two cocks on her own accord.

ir gangbang pls

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This one's pretty hot.
Anymore incest/impregnation/creampie ones?

Gloria was one of the nicest girls I ever knew, growing up. She taught piano lessons to girls from the church. Tutored math to a few of her struggling classmates. Worked as a lifeguard during the summer—the more I think of her, the more I think she was probably my first crush from back home. But that was a long time ago.

When I ran into Gloria last week, thirteen years later, she was only recognizable by her toothy smile. She recognized me instantly, and what I thought was nostalgia quickly progressed to familiarity, which quickly progressed to Gloria-is-feeling-out-the-outline-of-my-cock-beneath-the-club-table-infront-of-all-of-her friends.

She leaned in and huskily purred over the music: “I needa go pee...” the vodka on her breath was enough to sting my eyes. “Take me?”

I had my eyes closed in ecstasy when I heard the bathroom door swing open. I opened my eyes to see my cock appearing and disappearing down Gloria’s throat, with corresponding wet clicks and warm gaggs. It was one of the guys from her table—he gave me the eyebrows and shook his head down at my poor tipsy Gloria. One of her hands schlicked down beneath her black dress and panties, the other grasping the sink-edge to keep her steady. We hadn’t even moved into a stall.

Without saying a word, the man zipped down and flipped Gloria’s dress up to meet her lower back, her ass exposed to high-heaven. In a single practiced motion, he impaled her sloppy, worn out snatch with a wet, prolonged gush.

Gloria only hummed, hopeless, drooling from both ends.

Not mine—bodyswapfiction.com's

Plenty of all you're looking for, I think.

This didn't get captioned last night! Anyone wanna try?

Hi I don't care and act like you are shit shut and will never get with me cuz I have no shame

Sandra wore her hubby’s favourite red dress to the christmas party. She was a strong contender, nearly up for promotion, wasn’t she?

Sandra dolled herself up this night—a slippery pink new lip-gloss and mascara a little darker, thicker than she was used to. But then, they always took so many pictures at these things…

Sandra wasn’t used to getting so much attention at the workplace. They always had her cooped up in that seventh floor office where it was so hard to make friends. So hard to make an impression.

Sandra wasn’t used to the strength of this punch—it was catching her by surprise.

Sandra wasn’t used to these...feelings. She wasn’t used to the breeze ‘up there’ when you don’t wear any panties.

Sandra wasn’t used to seeing her office at night, it was so strange with the lights off...she wasn’t used to seeing it from the floor, either, or feeling so exposed in—

Sandra wasn’t used to black cocks—or, rather, any cock but her husband’s. But this one was toying with her pussy from behind, and this OTHER one bobbing up and down the end of her lips. Did it usually taste like this?

Sandra wasn’t used to anything in her ass. She wasn’t used to them cumming inside. She wasn’t used to Steven from accounting looking at her that way, or a line-up forming behind him.

Sandra wasn’t used to waking up on her office desk, her dress caked to her skin, her lips still drooling SOMETHING, and yet still feeling so goooood...

What're you into?

either some straight up extreme sluttiness, or maybe something about the bf being out, or being degraded like an animal. More for inspiration

Magda. straight up sluttiness or a little degradation

bump

Jessie yelped up these quick breathy ejaculations, each in perfect rhythm with my thrusts from behind into her tight pink pussy.

“Oh” *thwick* “please” *thwick* “yes” *thwick* “keep” *thwick* “gooi—”

Here I pushed deep—deeper than we’d been faring, and leaned all the way forward to pull on one of her fresh thick tit-nipples. I could feel her depths quivering, schlucking me in, just begging for me to pull out and push in again.

“Baby,” she breathes, “why’d you stop?”

I raise my other hand and tugg the other nipple, alternating and milking her like a cow.

“Babyplease don’tstooooop.” She whines out: “I’m right there, I can feel it, I—”

“—Bark for me.”

She pauses. “What?”

“Bark for me,” I repeat the command. “Like a fucking dog.”

“Fuck you, I—ohhhhhdhhhghh”

I slam her cunt with my pecker, and twist her nipples apart. She’ll tell me it was painful, but the death-grip from down below says otherwise.

She catches her breath “...baby, I-...” and considers.

“...rup.”

I pull her tits together. “What was that?”

“Ruff!”

I grind smooth and slow. “Again?”

“Ruff! Yipyipyip! Just fuck me please!! Ruff RUFF RUFF OOOHH! OHHRUFFFHG”

I pound, and pound, and pound, and cum deep inside my bitch while she barks and begs and cums around my pulsing rod.

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Home invasion/gangbang
Her names Krystal

Can you do one from the girl's perspective? Multiple men, slutty?

ill do this whore in private? got skype kik or yahoo?

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God damn who is that

Like her?

“You want what?”

Magda acted like hadn’t done anything of the kind in her ‘long and storied past’, or hadn’t expected the request at all.

“It’s simple,” was Tim’s reply. “You need a job and I can get you one. All I want is a little something in return.”

She pursed her lips, regretting having told this man just how up-and-out-of-luck she was just a moment before this. Or having told him he was ‘a cutie’ when he agreed to let her crash at his apartment a few weeks. Couldn’t she have chosen her words a little more carefully?

“So?” Tim crossed his arms. “It’s not even like I’m asking to fuck you. It’s not a huge deal/”

“Not a huge DEAL,” Magda leaned back in a huff. “Fine! Is this what you want?” She parted the white blouse containing her bosom, and tugged its matching white bra down to expose two red-brown nipples, whose areolae tightened in the cold air.

Tim smiled, turned, and pulled one of the kitchen chairs to his spot on the carpet, sitting casually. “It’s not ALL I want.”

Magda pursed her lips again, characteristic, and raised one shy hand to her lips. The other krept downwards with slow hesitation. Emphasizing her cleavage between her two forearms, she halted—”I’m not taking anything off.”

Tim hadn’t altered his lasse-faire grin. “I didn’t ask you to.”

Magna, pursed and nodding silent, continued the gesture down to her belt. Her hand climbed in, and parted an untrimmed bush toward arriving at its destination. Why was she so wet all of the sudden?

The couch-surfer bit her lip and pinched a left nipple involuntarily, unceasing eye-contact with Tim. Her nether-hand burrowed, and swooshed, and made damp circles on through her jeans, staining the couch.

She slept in that room three weeks, but her sweet smell lingered four.

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cuck caption please?

Kik?

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Something drugs something aphrodisiac

Also innocent/shy/inexperienced

Yes, give me your kik

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>1/2
“I have this medical thing *hic* I forget what it’s called, where it’s dif*hic*ficult for me to tell when I’m waking up *hic* or when I’m still dreaming.

It doesn’t help *hic* when I’ve been drinking since the long weekend *hic* and it’s wednesday. Hubby’s usually *hic* my buzzkill, but he’s off to work, and I *hic* promise I’m not usually this *hic* bad.

But this is definitely a dream *hic* right? Because you don’t live here, and *hic* I would definitely know if you DID *hic* live here because *hic* I live here! Hah! hahah *hic* haha”

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Jones knew ‘the bitch’ was home, but didn’t expect to be confronted by her on so friendly terms. With the side-door locked, he was forced to hop the fence and attempt to sneak by the sleeping woman—that, or duct-tape her to something until they could grab whatever inside was worth grabbing. It was only 11:00am, he wasn’t strapped for time.

But little did he expect, ‘the bitch’ was half-awake, half sleeping (don’t take her at her word) and ready for conversation. She even offered Jones a drink.

That was, however, until Jones sent a text to the getaway van parked around front. “Come check this out. Poolside.”

“Who are *hic* your friends?”

Jones pulled her onto her stomach and stretched her bottoms off to the side. She giggled, and cupped her swelling breasts. Meanwhile, Steve and Jackson had disrobed entirely (the pool offered some enticement), and as if by instinct she gulped one down and started pumping the other.

When ‘hubby’ arrived home, a very productive seven hours later, he would find his wife as he left her, only bikini-bottom hanging messily off one ankle, and dripping cum from asshole, cunt, mouth and nose. Her back was positively glazed, and her hair was smattered with anonymous cum.

The sleepy wife wasn’t sure if she was dreaming or awake. She smiled, happy to have lost her hiccups, and rubbed her greasy pussy absentmindedly—a permanent grin on her face.

fuck off, cuck

Same girl in pics?

*thwump thwump thwump*

“Oh! Oh Bobby! Reid!”

Michael enters upon a scene no man could dream up in his worst nightmare, let alone an unprepared teen. “Alyssa!! Jesus Christ what are you—”

“—Michael! Michael please I need your—!”

He runs over to her rescue. “—Who the hell ARE you, you get the fuck off h—”

“—Michael please I need your cock!! Right NOW pleeeeeaasse!!”

“Get the—what!?”

“Pleaaa- aaa- aaa - aaa- aaa--”

“Alyssa what IS it?”

“There -aaah- there was- oooh yes- there was an accident *pfffppt* in the chem lab—”

“What happen—”

“I breathed in—ah, please—I breathed in a lot of fumes—”

“But…”

“I can’t stop it, Mikey—I’m turning—ahhmm—turning into—”

“...but we were saving it for…”

“YES!! YES!! OH YES FILL ME UP WITH CUM FUCK MY CUNNIE FUCK IT FUCKKKIIIMMMPPPHHHH”

*MMP MMPPH MMP MPPHH MPP*

If this is the way it was going to happen, at least it was going to happen. Michael pumped his poor little ex for all she was worth, and had she the breath, she would’ve thanked him for it.

Doubt it. I only wrote the caption. It fulfilled both requests, though, so I tagged both.

Thanks!

Sorry—missed this. You still lurking?

yeah

Yo if we're doing body swap shit I'm down.

Do one about how one of you anons found a way to swap with her.

I think mommy is super sexy anymore pics of her ?

Why am I more turned on by that pic than amateur teens.

I'm 19

Group

Her talking to a man who worships and obeys her, please.

Tessa lifted herself up on her haunches and turned the phone towards herself. *snap* She followed up with a quick update: “miss u honey. beautiful day! wish you were around!”

Her boyfriend, across the country, was quick to reply. “miss u back, hun. but do you have to have your tits out like that?”

Peeved, Tessa thumbed back decisive. “they’re MY tits, todd. and its spring break. thats what tits r for”

Todd’s reply: “is that ALL theyr for?”

Tessa was fuming, now—was he calling her a slut? This jealousy thing was starting to go too far, and she knew she should nip it in the bud if this relationship was going to continue when she got home. “NO ONE’S SEEN MY TITS BUT U OK? TTYL”

Todd would respond with a quiet apology, and a “

Some guys like milfs. No big.
Something about curves & fertility? Dunno.

Femdom with the pictured girl in charge.

For some of us, it's the age itself. We tend to get into granny porn.

could you make one about long distance and needing cock for this one? You're really good.

/r/ing pussy worship.

Something about a man licking her pussy and her not reciprocating.

These are dope requests guys, but I gotta hit the hey. I'll probably do this again tomorrow night, though. Having fun. If you're on, find the thread and submit again.

Keep posting captions if you like, and maybe someone else will fulfill requests.

Also, lemme know if there's anything I could improve on. Sounds weird, but I do this for writing practice.

I'd like some findom with this one.