Getting To The Bottom Of It
Obligatory content warning: this story contains sexual acts between multiple males, rough sex, size difference, domination/submission, exhibitionism, and utter destruction of denialism (and holes). “hey! i’m not a bottom!”
Chapter 3: Revalation or Denial?
Xenorosth stood at the top of a mountain. He was on the border of the barren, rocky hills of the black dragons' territory and the luxurious, green forests of the midnight dragons' turf. He was looking out into the sky. It looked so welcoming. An escape...
[Commission] Over Her Head
While surely grinding her own vibrator and quivering in denial and moaning into her gag as much as iris was!
No-Nut Narrator: Oct. 31 (Empty)
This month i'm going to be writing about t'lak and ajani, a pair of red dragons that are also the main characters of my denial + ballbusting series "popping the question".
How to Charm Your Snek
The denial command was in full effect within moments of that treatment, blocking any hope ikani had of getting the wonderful release that her body was focusing more and more on craving.
The Apex
The next boundary sure to be tested was chastity and denial. after the shame would come the longing. her imagination became rife with ways to endlessly frustrate him.
Rise to Power Chapter 5
The next two months flameria trains cole in bondage, orgasm denial, and even some magic. cole was very hesitant on the denial training but flameria is a patient and thoughtful teacher.
Tribal Inductions
Oh, also some hyper cocks, anal gay sex, rimming, cum inflation, orgasm denial and muscles. if you're not 18 or 21, or it's illegal to view these sexy things here, or you are offended by what i just listed, don't read it!
Door Knocker 2
Then the knob would be turned back and she'd again be impaled and skewered by the rods, left to endure the waves of teasing and denial.
My Own Body: Denial
Watching her from across the bar room was like watching something magical in a dingy, real world. Her hair was red like rubies, catching the light and shining. Her body moved to the beat of the music with a liquid ease I envied. My eyes hungrily traced...
The Last Key In The Jar
Months of denial left you unable to place a once-familiar sensation. \*pop\* it was getting easier, though the intense feeling of fullness nor the unknown pressure never wavered.
A Familiar Fox
Lira held the little jar lightly in her muzzle, keeping a good hold while not biting so hard as to break it. The little vixen was perched on the very top row of a very cluttered shelf, navigating her way between more jars, vials, and containers to put...