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I want to place my menstruating vagina on Chris’s hungry mouth and have my juices drizzle into his starving esophagus.
submission by anonymous
So he’s lying on my bed, completely naked and I start licking his nipples and trying to find a vibrator to shove up his tight virgin bottom hole, when my hand lands on a coat hanger instead. I don’t realise it’s a coat hanger though until after I’ve thrust it up his butt. I start apologising, but then I realise he’s moaning in pleasure, not pain! Excited, I start fucking him with the coat hanger until I get bored, then I lie him on his back and make deep scratches in his perfect porcelain chest with the coat hanger around those beautifully flushed nipples, like rosebuds.
Then, one word, salt. I massage it into the wounds and he’s moaning like crazy so I keep rubbing and rubbing and he’s moaning and coming like a good little boy and I just watch him bleed to death.
Then I leave his body to decompose. When it is rotted enough for my taste, I will turn Chris over and fuck his dead, stiff body with my strap on until I cum long and hard.
submission by anonymous
I WANT CHRIS TO PEE ON MY FACE AND I WILL DRINK IT OMG I LOVE HIM SO MUCH.
submission by wingedwickedthings
One day, Kurt and Mercedes decided to go to the annual Medieval Fayre. Kurt was wearing a medieval princess costume and Mercedes was docked out in a nun outfit because according to Ryan Murphy all Christians are nuns. Feeling a moment of spontaneity, the young, supple elfen featured boy grappled Mercedes sexychub with his hands.
'Mmm, damn, you ebony ladies, you must be made outta the honey in the promised land or somethin. Nice 'n' fat.' Kurt extrapolated with dulcet, deep tones in his voice, like Shaft. Mercedes jumped, then immediately looked at him with a snarky bitchass expression, trying to mask her incredible surprise at the sudden macho dude 'tude eminating from Kurt.
'Excuse me, Kurt, but I am a Christian. I don't support your lascivious advances toward me or my person. And why you trying to seduce me? I thought you was a homo. And what the hell is wrong with your voice?!'
'I ain't no homo. I'm 100 percent pure love, baby. Now c'mere.' Kurt purred, and then leapt upon her, springing forthrightly as his two chinos fell off his feet, revealing his cherry inspired sock design. Mercedes jutted backwards dramatically, and Kurt's conical medieval princess headdress bumped directly into the adjacent nose of Rachel Berry, who squawked with wild abandon.
'Ow, what're you two doing? That really hurt!' Grappling over the side of Merc, Kurt pulled out his pink magnum, cocked it and aimed it at Rachel's nose, shooting without hesitation. BANG, BANG, BANG. The crowd dispersed in ten directions, screaming, as Mercedes fell down, the impact caused a shift in the richter scale and the entire place blew the fuck up.
Mercedes woke up, dazed and confused, her hair frazzled by the explosions. ‘Gosh darnit Kurt! Why’d you have to go and kill Rachel for? She didn’t do anything to you!’
'I just thought you'd appreciate the sentiment, baby.' Kurt said, as he rose up and realigned his aviator sunglasses. He was a real cool dude. Suddenly, they heard the sound of footsteps. Mercedes gasped when she saw it was Rachel!
'I'm okay guys, my nose bore the brunt of the impact.'
submission by stripitdown
Yeah submit u guise
It was a dark windy night when young Mable was hurrying home from her work at Pizza Hut. She works there because instead of being paid in money, she gets paid in pizza and she needs to keep her weight well above 400lbs. Her shallow breathing echoed about the cobbled streets as she walked briskly along. It was at the intersection of Cotton Drive and Bellreed avenue that she spotted it, just out of the corner of her eye: a poster for Glee Live.
Mabel was not a huge fan of Glee, but she spotted one of the boys at the back, with a cute face like a 12 year old and slightly deformed cranium. She felt herself get wet just lookking at the picture, but when she heard thunder in the background, she continued walking.
She was only a few blocks away from her house when she decided to take a detour through a dark alley way, the wind howled and she heard a perfect voice chime through the darkness, “Hello!” She whipped round, her XXXL coat flapping in the harsh breeze.
Stood before her was the boy from the posters.
“Kurt, right?” she asked. “Kurt Hummel?”
“No, Chris Colfer, actually,” he corrected and Mabel blushed at her foolishness. “Want me to walk you home?”
Why, how could she refuse? They began walking and chatting as droplets of rain began to fall softly from the sky, like droplets of tears. Chris kept giving her these glances, long drak stares and she could see the hints of lust in his eyes. He truly was beautiful.
When they arrived at her house, she said, “Well, I guess I’ll be going inside. It was nice meeting you, Chris, but I’m guessing you’ll be going back to America now…”
“I could…” I he pondered, grabbing hold of Mabel’s hands with his Kitten Mittens, “I could stay for one more night.”
“Why Chris, if I didn’t know any better, I’d have thought you were offering to have sex with me,” she chuckled anxiously, letting go of his hands and fiddling with her keys as the rain continued to pour, drenching her clothes and making his hair all wet and cute. “But that’s stupid. I mean, who would want to have sex with a big ol fatty like me…”
“Mabel,” Chris said, following her through the door and into her house, “you’re beautiful. Always remember that, okay? And no, Mabel, I don’t want to have sex with you, I want to make love to you.” His voice was dark and mysterious. Mabel’s nether regions began to get damp just at the sound of it.
“But, I- I thought you were g-gay,” she stuttered, attempting to keep control of her fiesty ovaries.
“No, that’s just something I have to tell the media so that Kurt’s character will be more believable.”
Mabel looked up through hopeful eyes. “Really?”
“Really,” Chris assured her, reaching up to stroke her face.
Suddenly they both threw off their coats and raced upstairs to the bedroom…
Slamming the door behind him, Chris pushed Mabel onto the bed, her fat jiggled as she hit the mattress and she giggled in delight. Climbing on top of her, Chris sensually peeled off her sting top (at first he didn’t realise it was a string shirt, because her fat had wrapped around the straps). He grinned at the fact she wasn’t wearing a bra because bras were suchan oppressive tool of the patriarchy.
“Oh Chris!” Mabel moaned as he began to touch her down there and how it felt so good. Hurriedly, she unbuttoned his shirt and he discarded it on the floor. Their bodies were damp from the rain and they rubbed against each other before Chris kissed her passionately, making her freeze. Is this love? Mabel thought to herself. As he kissed down her jaw, she whined in pleasure. She could only gasp when his mouth began to suck at were flabby, rashed breasts.
“Quickly, Chris!” she cried. “I need you inside of me!”
She lifted her hips as he tugged down her jeans and knickers, already soaking wet with her bodily juices, but she wasn’t alone, because when Chris removed the rest of his clothes, she saw he had a raging 13 inch boner. His cock, long and thick, leapt free of the confines of his briefs (which were decorated with puppies and hearts) and Mabel needed it inside of her.
“I’ll go on top!” she said, grabbing Chris and rolling them over so she was above him. She could she Chris eyeing up her fat labia, which hung down like raw meat.
At first, she felt slightly embarrassed, due to her severe yeast infection. Noticing this, Chris told her he didn’t mind. “C’mere.” Mabel obeyed and placed her knees either side of his head while Chris thrust his nose against her vagina and breathed in deeply. They both moaned in pleasure.
“Chris, I must have you inside me, I need you to make love to me!”
“I need it too, Mabel, but first will you please suck me?”
Mabel smile dirtily and pulled herself back down to Chris’s boner. She tucked her hair behind her ear, leant over, grabbing the base of his cock in one hand and licked away the precum while Chris gasped.
She then lowered her head over the top of his dick and began to suck.
“Oh Mabel! My love!” Chris moaned lovingly. But as she swallowed him down further and further instinct took over. Mabel had something in her mouth: it was necessary that she must eat it, so she bit down. Chris screamed. “Mabel, what’s wrong?”
”Oh, I can’t help it Chris!” She couldn’t! So she began to bite and chew until she tore his cock off and ate it, swallowing in delight while licking her lips. But she didn’t want to! She loved Chris! However, now she had started she couldn’t stop and began eating his swollen testicles, too.
“Mabel, I love you! You must stop this!” Chris cried out.
Tears ran down Mabel’s face and she chewed upon his right nut. “I can’t stop it Chris! I just can’t”
And so, bite by bite, her face covered in blood that was not her own, Mabel ate away at Chris’s body. They both cried and cried. Their tears were like the rain they had walked through just a few hours earlier. She just loved eating so much! You must understand that she couldn’t help herself! Finally, Mabel finished the last bite of Chris’s flesh and burped loudly.
But no, she was not satiated, for now there was an empty whole in her heart and her vagina that would never ever be filled.
And as the tears rolled down her face, she choked a sorrowful, “I love you, Chris, forever and always…”
And from inside her stomach she could have sworn that she heard, “I love you too.”
submitted by anonymous
(Anon please!!!! Thank you!!!!)
I secretly wish he was fat so I could feel his rolls crushing my sides
submission by anon
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