Gaenyeon, Author at NSFW story

The door is open, please cum inside. – An organic approach to pregnancy preventation. [Short]

I am stupidly obsessed with the fantasy of you, the man who owns me in my entirety, to also unload himself in his entirety into my little womb. I crave the warmth of your slimy goo, your satisfaction, the gratification of having been a good girl for you. – So, naturally, my door is wide open for you to sink and cream right in.~

But I don’t want to get pregnant. I want to stay a lithe little thing for you to tower over, for you to toss me around, to feed my complex of seeing you as superior to me. – Feeding my desire for approval, for worth, for recognition.

The issue is that I really don’t cope well with taking the pill. ㅠㅠ Ever since COVID I feel like I lost grip on my life and I don’t trust myself to take it on time. Not to mention that it gets me really dizzy! – Gladly and sadly alike there currently is no reason for me having to take the pill at all, as there is no “you” in my life, worth taking it for. Read more »

[F4M] Starting the day to the sweet sound of gargling

Your eyes are still covered in sleepy dust as you heave yourself out of the bed. It is dark outside and pitch black inside. Your head hurts from the alcohol you’ve wasted yourself with. Yesterday. Or was it the day before that?

You hardly even remember who you are. Your body feels like that of an old man while your mind seems to still be capable of competing with the younger lads. Or was it the other way around? – What does it matter.

Moments of trembling, strolling through the apartment later and you finally reach the bathroom. Your bear paw like hands gently touch the light switch, but instead decide against pressing it. You’ve been in this room so many times, even half asleep, unable to remember what happened a few hours ago, this layout is familiar to you.

It had at least one advantage to adopt a few of her customs. You know, the adorable Korean girl with raven black hair and pale, porcelain like skin. We both know that you sometimes forget whether she’s your girlfriend, step-sister or your adopted daughter but at the end of the day, it’s thanks to what she brought into your life that the toilet lid is staying up. Read more »

Carrying the burden of a dog eating ancestry.

I’m your average black haired, porcelain skinned, brown eyed lithe Korean girl. I grew up in a rather traditional family, my parents passed away early on in my life and so I got raised by my grandparents. The money I inherited was always saved for one purpose alone. To go to the U.S. not to chase after the american dream, but instead, to learn, to grow and to, in a way, fulfill my late father’s own ambitions.

By now I have studied in the states for two years and became finally eligible of doing work that Americans would deem suitable for a foreign student. One of these “eligible part-time jobs” seemed to be helping out in a dog kennel.

I can’t say that I knew much about dogs, let alone had a big passion for them. If anything, all I ever felt for dogs larger than the size of a football was remorse due to the long lasting history of eating dogs after the end of the Korean war, due to the famish that struck the land. That however changed after I met you. I’ve never met anyone who took so much pride in any line of work, let alone in the act of breeding pure-bred pit-bulls. Read more »