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>>6886645
I LOVE MY BOY!

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>>6115819
I wasn't gonna specifically say, but she's very inexperienced regardless.

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>>6068196
For We May Or Might Never.

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>>5942080
Femdom Mori prompt: your girlfriend is an independent underground rapper that has been making waves in the local area, one day, a record label envoy comes to your girlfriend for a collaboration between their rising star, Mori. Your girlfriend is in jubilation at the prospect at working with the woman who inspired her, so readily agrees to do it. At the day of the meeting, you couldn’t help but notice Mori being coldly indifferent towards your girlfriend though she masked it as a business deal, while also taking glance at you every now and again. After the first recording session, Mori calls you to her office, where she tells you, she can fuck you, dominant and humiliate you in order for her to continue working with your tone-dead girlfriend or you can leave but with the record deal being broken. Epilogue ends with You and your now wife raising your child. It should be from the wife perspective and how various people compliment her for raising her “daughter” well, who is around preschool-to-Kindergarten age. Final scene should just be her trying to force herself to be happy in raising her “daughter” and telling herself that Mori will never know this joy. For the most part, she takes after her mother, with a few of your features thrown in, your neighbors wonder out loud why the girl doesn't take after your wife.

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>>5362537
Do it, Anon. It’s for the best. You both know it’s over, someone just has to make the first step in conceding that now. And it has to be you. Pull yourself together, cry when she’s gone. Don’t do it when she’s so close, that’ll make it so much harder. You take another deep breath and let go of her. She continues to sniffle into your shoulder for a moment but eventually follows suit.

“Anon, I-” “It’s okay.” You cut her off. She tries to protest that notion but you continue.

“I was gonna go a long time wondering ‘what if I had said anything?’, so to get not just that, but basically a confession in turn along with an acceptable reason about why we can’t be together...it’s okay.” She sniffs and wipes her nose with her sleeve before speaking.

“It’s not fair...to you.” You pick up her hat and brush off stray bits of gravel

“Maybe not, but something like this couldn’t be fair to everyone.” Putting the hat back on her head

“No reason to risk a perfectly good relationship on my account, yeah? Now, I’m sure your girlfriend’s looking all over for you. Go see her before you get an earful, Mori.” You pat her on the shoulder and gesture towards the door. She steels herself, nods and goes over to the door and pulls it open, but stops.

“Are you coming?” She asks as she turns back to you.

“Nah, I’m gonna enjoy the fresh air a little longer. See you at graduation.” You flash her a peace sign as she leaves.

Only once the door clicks shut do you let your tears flow, unimpeded and ugly. You don’t get the chance to talk to her at grad, too crazy and you’re being pulled in other directions. The music club group chat slowly becomes less active till it dies. You guess Calli deletes her account there for one reason or another not long after that, cause it just disappears before you can figure out how to talk to her one on one again. Enough time passes that, aside from the nagging feeling that a piece of you is gone that you can’t get back, it’s like you two never met. And life goes on.

Three Years later…

It was a strange thing to see her again. But you suppose “Remember to Forget” is an oxymoron your subconscious couldn’t get over. She’s doing well, great even. Her and Kiara are the same as they ever were, this whole livestreaming business must be good for them. But one night, on a day off after too many drinks, you make a decision. A test.

Calli asks an innocent enough question, what was her Deadbeats’(cute name) favorite verse from any song. And it’s your chance

Slapping down enough for a red superchat you send your answer

“‘Our ship lies at anchor, she's ready to dock. I wish her safe landing, without any shock. If ever I should meet you by land or by sea I will always remember your kindness to me~.’ Hey this is a deadbeat with some taste! Big ups to AnonChama, I-wait...hold up a sec, deadbeats...Okay sorry, yeah but as it turns out your boy’s got an interest in sea shanties, or that one at least! Anyway, this one is from..”

Pretty normal reaction, you think. Nothing special aside from that kinda weird pause, but that could be any number of things. You turn off her stream and head to bed where your girlfriend is asleep.

You wake up to the sound of your phone going off, but it’s not the alarm. Someone’s calling you on that old chat app you haven’t used in fucking forever. If some fucking Indian scammers have moved on to that things you’re gonna lose it, you think as you tap to answer your phone, letting out a yawn.

“Uh, hello?”

“A-Anon?” A female voice responds.

And just like that, you’re torn wide open all over again.

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You kept thrusting, quickly being forced to release sounds of pleasure as the act continued, and beginning to feel up her breasts, squeezing them both while you stepped up the pace in your thrusts upon feeling her abused womanhood moisturizing around your length.

Tears began to well up in Calli’s eyes as the force of your thrusts into her body increased, against her will. However, her body was still becoming moist down there, allowing for the thrusts to slip in to her more easily.

As you felt her area moisturizing even more, you grabbed onto her thighs, spreading her legs further. You were getting hornier by the second, both by the moisturizing of her tight, virgin lower region and the sight of her innocent, body bouncing from your thrusts

She began to noticeably cry as you continued violating her body. As you kept forcefully fucking her, savoring every inch of the moment from the way her body tensed up with the fear and shock of the moment to how she seemed to get tighter with every sob she let out, you raised her left leg in the air over your left shoulder, making her lay on her side as your pelvis inched closer to her crotch, allowing you to keep thrusting harder every minute through her tight and moist insides. As this happened, though, you couldn't avoid a feeling of guilt that settled in your chest, and you brought your right hand up to her face, wiping whatever tears you found away as you laid your left hand on her outer thigh.

She tensed up even more whilst she was rolled over onto her side, and her virgin body still was unnerved by the forceful thrusts of your penis. Her tears began to subside after a minute or so, but she was still incredibly distressed from the current events.

After a few minutes of fucking her, you came close to orgasm, eventually releasing part of your creamy, sticky load of cum deep into her still unwilling pussy. As your horniness let your brain rest and think at least for a few seconds, your guilt grew and your need of making her feel at least slightly at peace with what was still going on took over. You laid down next to her, on your side, placing your hand on her waist and rubbing her soft skin with your palm and thumb as you spoke in a soft tone "I'm sorry, Calli...I just couldn't contain myself with you...you're a beautiful girl and I know you shouldn't suffer like this."

She sat there silently, staring at you blankly. Inside, she was disgusted and appalled that a stranger robbed her of her dignity and virginity in her own home. She was also scared for a possible pregnancy after you came in her. Deciding to not respond, she just glared angrily at you and turned around.

You wrapped your arm around her waist, pulling her in closer as you spoke again "This was my fault, you have nothing to be ashamed of after this… I'll leave you some money for therapy. And...a day after pill..." Although you had lost every sense of emotional perception as soon as you decided to force yourself on her, you still wanted to try and keep this poor girl's life from being as scared as she would be; the curtain of lust that impaired your thought was now completely gone.

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Do you reckon Mori was part of a sorority at one point or did she learn about frat parties from movies?

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MORI LOVE

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morimus calliopius

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