Fucking with lube is brilliant. Wanking with lube is brilliant. Lube is brilliant, and should be used in generous helpings whenever needed. Lube is important, but fucking without lube can be a hot idea. And after all, you don’t have to worry about making sure that your sub is lubed up for fucking when their slutty little hole is already full of come.
Content note for degradation and safe sex practices (or a lack thereof) that I wouldn’t recommend.
She would never fuck them without lube. She would, however, let them think that she’d fuck them without lube. Right now, in a corner booth where no one will notice if her hand is inside their pants, she’s mind fucking them by telling them what they’ll have to do to avoid getting fucked with an un-lubed dildo.
“I want to make you work really hard for it tonight. It’s not going to be as easy as just doing sucking someone off to earn a squirt of lube. It’s not going to be as easy as using your pretty little mouth to cover a toy with your spit before I push it into your tight little hole.”
They bite their lip, and she smirks as she watches arousal and anxiety chase each other across their face. They’re still uncomfortable when she turns on them like this, blatantly whispering filth to them in public.
“What do I have to do?”
Their voice is breathless and needy, and she moves her hand a little higher up their leg, making them aware of how close she is to their crotch.
“Remember that new dildo we bought? The big one that you’re a little bit scared of? I would be so proud of you if you could take it for me tonight. I want you to stretch your slutty hole for me, and I’m not going to put any lube on it before I make you hold yourself open as I push it inside you. I don’t want to have to work for it: I want you to work for it.”
“How?”
She pinches their inner thigh before she continues, making them gasp.
“That hurts.”
“Oh really? Good. You’re such a little slut that I’m pretty sure the pain will only turn you on more. And you’re such a slut that I know you’ll have no shame begging folks to fill you with their come.”
Their eyes widen as her words hit them. Sometimes, a well-chosen filthy sentence can leave them as stunned as when she slaps their face. She watches their mind race, working through all the twisted possibilities that she could have planned for them. They open their mouth to protest, but all that comes out is a soft moan.
“I know you want it. I know you want to feel yourself filled with fingers and toys and dicks, stretching you out. You want to have to clench your slutty hole to keep all that come inside. You’d have to keep going until you can feel it dripping out and making your thighs sticky, because otherwise you wouldn’t be sure that it’s enough for the big dildo not to hurt, right?”
They’re red, but she’s too mean to let them hide their embarrassment at how much they want this. She holds their chin and makes them look at her as she keeps talking.
“Fucking you when you’re full of come – other people’s come, who you’ve begged to use you like the set of fuck holes that you are – would be so hot. And it would mean I don’t have to do any of the work, just sit back and watch you stretch yourself open for me. You’d like that wouldn’t you?”
To help, she grabs the back of their neck and forces them to look at her. She presses her hand over their mouth.
“Nod or shake your head, do you want that?”
There isn’t a moment of hesitation before they nod. They want to be used like that. They can imagine how it would feel when she pushed the dildo into them, come spilling out of their hole. Making them use come as lube was a particularly sadistic idea, and they already felt like a squirming puddle of need who’d do anything to get her to fuck them.
She’s barely laid a finger on them, and yet they’re desperate. They hate how much they love it.
“Are you ready for me to fuck you?”
They nod again. She can just imagine them bouncing up and down on the dildo she has stored away in her bag, sweating and breathless and begging her to let them come.
“Will you fuck me? Please?”
“Of course.” She lets them have a moment of relief before following it with a threat she knows will make them hot for her. “But you haven’t got any come in you, do you? So I guess I’ll have to fuck you dry.”
They whimper, and her smug grin only makes it worse because she knows how much they want this.
“If you’ll let me fuck you in the bathroom here, I’ll let you choke on my dick first. You can try and cover it with spit and saliva before it goes in your needy little hole. Fucked dry or fucked in the toilets, which would you prefer?”
Their eyes are pleading. While they know she wouldn’t fuck them without lube, in that moment there’s enough doubt in their mind. That fear is far hotter to play with than actually fucking them without lube. Fear and trust and arousal that twists in their stomach as they look at her.
“Fucking me here – hard and fast as punishment because I’m not full of come for you – would be so much worse. I want you to do it.”
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“She would never fuck them without lube. She would, however, let them think that she’d fuck them without lube.” I also love a good mind fuck — when it’s happening to someone else, lol.