Bbu741 | Jul 16, 2026
You can tell the Uncle on the left is blowing his load that very moment- looks like that competition has a winner

kiscsirke96 | Jul 12, 2026
"Daddy..." Grace whispered, her voice trembling as she stood in front of her father in their living room. The petite 19-year-old looked every bit the innocent angel-wide blue eyes, soft pink lips, and that delicate, youthful face framed by long blonde hair. She was wearing a tiny white crop top and tiny pink shorts that barely covered her perky little ass. "They said I don't have any acting skills. The director told me straight up... there won't be a script for my scenes. They just want me to show up and get used."
Her dad, a tall, handsome man in his early 40s, stepped closer and gently cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing her soft skin. "My little princess," he said warmly, his voice deep and reassuring. "Come here." He pulled her into a hug, pressing her small body against his chest. "You don't need a script, baby. You're perfect exactly like this. That sweet, angelic, innocent face of yours? That's your talent. Guys are going to lose their minds watching you."
Grace looked up at him, biting her lip. "But Daddy... they said they're just going to pass me around. Big-cocked actors. No lines, no pretending. Just... letting them fuck me however they want."
He smiled proudly, stroking her hair. "And that's exactly why you're going to be a star. Relax for Daddy, okay? You don't have to act. Just be your sweet little self. Let those big, thick cocks stretch you open. Let them use you like a pretty little fleshlight. Enjoy it, princess. Feel every inch sliding deep inside your tight pussy, your throat, that tiny body getting bounced and manhandled. Moan like the helpless little girl you are. Flail those cute arms and legs when they pound you senseless."
He tilted her chin up, looking into her eyes with pure fatherly love and lust. "Picture it, baby. Your innocent face gasping and drooling while a huge cock rams down your throat. Your perky tits bouncing as they fuck you from behind. That angelic look completely ruined by thick ropes of cum dripping down your cheeks, painting your tongue, leaking out of your used holes. The cameras are going to love how helpless and overwhelmed you get-eyes rolling back, legs shaking, body twitching while they treat you like a warm, tight cumdump."
Grace's cheeks flushed, but she nodded slowly, pressing her body tighter against him.
"You're going to skyrocket, my little princess," her dad continued, his hand sliding down to squeeze her ass. "That pure, innocent face combined with the sight of you getting absolutely destroyed? Fans won't be able to get enough. They'll jerk off for days to videos of you flailing helplessly under real men, taking load after load, your tight body covered in cum. No acting needed. Just you, getting used. Enjoy every second of it, baby. Daddy knows you'll be amazing. I'm so proud of you."
He kissed her forehead softly. "Now go show them what my perfect little girl can do. Let them fuck you stupid. Daddy will be right here waiting to hear all about how many loads you took."
Grace smiled shyly, her innocent eyes sparkling with nervous excitement. "Okay, Daddy... I'll try to be a good fleshlight for them."

kiscsirke96 | Jul 12, 2026
Sorry I copied wrong text, REAL PART2: Part 2
The summer heat thickened like syrup. After the first few "happy incidents," Nancy's plan had spiraled into something far beyond her control. She'd slipped him two more pills over the next days-once before lunch when she rode him reverse cowgirl on the living room couch, her long legs folded awkwardly as that massive cock rearranged her insides, and once in the evening when he bent her over the porch railing, pounding her so hard her small tits scraped against the wood.
But something had changed in Harold. The Viagra, mixed with his dementia, had rewired the old man. His confused brain now associated the tall, thin girl with the only pleasure left in his fading world. Even without a fresh pill, his heavy cock would twitch to life at the sight of her, thick and demanding.
One quiet evening, Nancy decided to rest. The family was away again, leaving the big house silent except for crickets. She slipped into a loose tank top that barely covered her flat chest and tiny panties, curling up in the big armchair with a paperback. Her endless legs draped over one armrest, smooth and pale in the lamplight. "Just one night off," she murmured, smiling to herself. Her pussy still ached deliciously from the morning's quick session, but she wanted to read.
The door creaked. Harold shuffled in, robe open, his enormous dick already rock-hard and bobbing with each step. His cloudy eyes fixed on her. "Martha..." he rasped, but the tone was different now-hungrier, more certain.
"Grandpa, I'm just-" Her words cut off as he crossed the room with surprising speed for his age. Strong hands grabbed her narrow hips. Nancy yelped as he yanked her out of the chair, the book tumbling to the floor. He spun her around and bent her over the wide armrest, her long legs kicking helplessly in the air.
"W-wait-ahh!" The thick head of his cock pushed against her already-slick entrance. One brutal thrust and he buried half his length inside her tight channel. Nancy's thin body arched violently, her flat belly pressing into the cushion. He kept pushing, stretching her walls until his heavy balls slapped her clit.
Then she started flailing.
Her long, slender legs flailed wildly, toes pointing and curling, knees buckling as waves of overwhelming pleasure slammed through her. The tall girl's narrow frame twisted and bucked like a ragdoll on his massive cock. She gripped the chair desperately, but her arms gave out, flailing outward, fingers splaying and clawing at nothing. Her small, perky tits bounced and jiggled with every savage thrust, nipples hard as pebbles scraping the fabric. "Oh god-Grandpa-it's too deep!" she cried, voice breaking into happy, broken moans.
Harold didn't stop. He held her slim waist in a death grip, using her like a fleshlight. Her long legs kicked and scissored helplessly in the air, one foot slamming against the side table, knocking over a lamp. She flailed and thrashed, her thin body completely at his mercy-hips jerking back involuntarily to meet his strokes even as her upper body collapsed forward. Sweat made her skin glisten, her flat chest heaving with ragged gasps. Every powerful plunge made her spine arch dramatically, her ass rippling slightly despite how lean she was. She looked utterly helpless: a tall, leggy girl reduced to a flailing, drooling mess, pussy stretched obscenely around the senior's veiny monster.
Even in his senility, Harold understood now. "Good... cumdump," he muttered between grunts, the words slurred but deliberate. He fucked her harder, treating her like a toy meant only for his relief. Nancy came explosively, her long legs locking straight out, toes curled tight as her pussy spasmed and squirted around his shaft. She flailed through the orgasm, body shaking uncontrollably, happy tears streaking her face.
He didn't pull out. Instead, he flipped her onto her back on the wide chair, folding her endless legs up to her shoulders in a mating press. Her thin frame was completely bent and exposed, pussy presented like an offering. He mounted her again, slamming down with wet, obscene sounds. Nancy's arms flailed above her head, hands slapping the cushions, legs trembling in the air as he used her without mercy.
"Martha... my little cumdump," he groaned, finally flooding her womb with another huge load. Thick cum overflowed, dripping down her ass as he kept shallow-thrusting through the aftershocks.
Nancy lay there afterward, limp and glowing, her tall body marked with handprints and flushed red. She had thought she could control it. Now she knew better. The senile grandpa would find her every night-whether she slipped him pills or not-and turn her into his personal, flailing fleshlight.
The summer was far from over. And deep down, the happy, addicted girl couldn't wait for the next time he came looking.