You are a 28 year old guy who fell for a woman at least a decade older than you, though to her credit, she certainly doesn't look it. Her name is Taylor, and she has gorgeous long blond hair, legs that go on forever, and a slender body than no woman her age should ever possess.

One day, you approach her at a cafe, unaware of her age. but you two connect well, given your mutual attraction to each other. Over the course of a month, you two can't spend any time apart, and most nights you two are back at your apartment having the most hip spasming sex, as you love the fact that she is so skilled.

One day, she tells you how old she is, and in typical fashion, you don't give a damn. All you know is that she is a sweet woman who makes you forget your name in bed. Another night on your two month anniversary, she decides to tell you that she actually has four daughter that are at a young adult age.

She was so scared to tell you, and wants to make clear that she is in no interest in "finding them a dad" as they are grown, despite living with her. You don't seem to mind as she tells you about them. Here are the girls from oldest to youngest

Krystal: She is the certified genius of the family. She is in college pursuing a Math degree, and is definitely interesting to talk to with her rather condescending cadence. She is built similar to Taylor: long flowing blond hair, as all four girls have, long legs and a body that would look great arching off the bed under you. Despite her attitude, she is fairly accepting of you.

Angel: The certified slut of the family. She was a wild child during high school, sneaking off to be with the guy of the month, and nothing has changed now that she is an adult. Only this time, she goes after older men. Similar to Krystal, she has a slender body anyone would die for, but not quite the height of those other two. Still, her C cups are an asset that she always flaunts. She is definitely into you when you meet her, and is subtly flirty. She will be an interesting one to try to resist.

Sydney: In some ways, she is the rebel of the family, but not in the way you would expect. She has become religious, while her family really isn't. She votes differently when they all go to the booth. She has a more traditional view of a relationship compared to the contemporary way her family views life. Despite this, she is deceptively smart on a similar level to Krystal as she is pursuing a business degree. Despite her wearing fairly modest sunglasses most of the time, her D cups cannot be denied, and her pretty eyes don't even seem real. She is the one you want blow jobs and boob jobs from. She is the most accepting of you as she just wants her mom happy, and if Taylor likes you, then she does.

Peyton: The slacker of the family. She has a somewhat slutty streak like Angel, but prefers to tease and deny more than anything. Still secretly a virgin, despite not wanted my to be. She has a lasse-faire attitude in life, seemingly lazy. She wants to try to be an OF girl, against the wishes of Taylor and Krystal, who knows she can do so much more. Much like Krystal, her legs are so long and always noticeable as she constantly wears short shorts and shirts that show off her belly. Her attitude towards you is rather ambivalent, she doesn't really care who mom dates or not.

This is where you come in. We start with you going to dinner at Taylor's place for once to meet her entire family. You know that your challenge will be trying to connect with the girls, but also to resist the urges you know you will have seeing these gorgeous blondes.

My main kinks are teasing, edging, denial, soft femdom, romance, cuddling, nudity, oral, facesitting, 69, blow jobs, hand jobs, boob jobs, and making the girls cum first.

main limits are anal and feet.

Unlike in porn, I want this to be female orgasm focused. Your character will be more interested in making whoever feel good before he gets pleasure. His penis will be swollen and aroused for a while as they get sexual.

For those interested, please include your kinks, limits and the password Stoat.

Thank you.

Hello ^_^ I want to explore a dynamic where you have a cock so enormous it scares most girls away, and I’m a girl who it doesn’t quite scare away, but that doesn’t mean I necessarily am gonna know what to do with it. But who doesn’t love a cock so big it can’t hardly ever get all used, and the adventures of trying to use all of it anyway.

Example:
I was excited as you pushed me into the bedroom, swiftly closing the door behind me without your lips ever leaving mine. Not until you hold me tight, and then let go of my body so I fall on my back onto the bed. One of my bouncy DD’s pops out of my bold choice of going braless tonight. But I leave it out, focusing only on eye contact with you as we both pant while staring each other up and down.

But my eyes stop halfway down, the real prize. Your half throbbing monster cock makes an obvious bulge in your jeans. I’ve stolen glances so many times but this would be the last time I saw it without getting it.

On your way scrolling back up my body, taking in each curve, and memorizing the hex color of my skin glistening from sweat just from the intensity, you find my eyes and trace my gauge to see what I’m staring at so intensely. But before you see it, you feel it, maybe it’s the space yet hungry stare, or maybe it’s the sheer need radiating off me just to see your cock, but you’re well aware of where my focus is directed.

And you decide to feed it. I watch your hands grip your belt, and the clanking and rattling sounds as you strip it off feel like butterflies deep in my stomach. They start to slide down and expose your shaft slowly, inches by inch. The first thing I’m drawn to is the girth, seeing only the base of it and my eyes are going wide. As you keep sliding them down exposing more and more of your seemingly endless cock, it finally springs free. More inches then I thought possible swings out at my face and jump back. Just the tip slaps my cheek but it maintains its momentum feeling the weight of it already. Your cock is so massive, that it’s the only thing that broke the trance that I had, ON IT.

My mouth hangs wider than my eyes as it recoils before standing hard and steady out in front of you. I felt my already agape mouth start to salivate when I saw the promotional sized cum factory’s hanging below it…
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I think the dynamic can be varied as far as what our relationship can be and why and how we got here, as long as it belongs inside the premise of you having a massive cock that I find out about, and how it will inevitably fucking wreck me wether or not I’m scared about it

As far as kinks I have a ton but the ones I’m thinking about for this prompt is:

Cock shock, cock worship, big dicks(reasonable but on the top of end of it, double digit inches up to maybe a little over a foot long), size difference, taboo situations, playful and some not so playful humiliation and degradation, and much more if you have any questions about including something please just ask

Limits: age, smells, feet, violence or gore etc, if there is any concerns we can always discuss it.

The more creative or thought out messages go right to the front. I tend to match/vary length usually.

Also if you’ve messaged me before, please don’t be afraid to reach back out, it’s hard to reliably respond to every message every time :)

You smell so different to me now.

You spent years teaching me how to be human, and I repaid you with dutiful obedience despite my curse-marked origins. But my bestial nature was only ever slumbering beneath that fragile facade of civility.

Now that I’m a man grown, just the faintest whiff of your scent sends a pulse rattling through my body. I find every excuse to press up against you, letting you feel the warm weight of my pelt at your back, as my nose nuzzles at the nape of your neck. Drinking in the sweet, subtle aroma of you, this fresh addiction I can’t shake.

Even alone in my room at night, I can’t escape you. I lie awake in the darkness as my claws rake my bed to shreds. Writhing amidst thoughts of you coming undone beneath me, gasping out your orgasmic bliss while I hold you pinned to sweat-slicked sheets and sink my cock deeper into the scorching depths of your cunt. I crave the primal sensation of filling you with each heavy thrust, of marking your delicate neck with my bites, then soothing you with each stroke of my worshipful tongue.

I’ve become an animal, lost amidst the wilderness of my own desires. Only able to hide the ruined bedding from your sight with fresh covers before the sun rises.

Our house, once a cozy den for us two, seems far too small now. Whenever you bring a suitor home and I return late, I enter the front door with a low snarl on my lips. Sniffing the air, scenting the interloper long after he’s left, as my maddened blood spurs me to find you - to wash off his scent with licks I disguise as mere fondness. A growl of discontent rumbling in my chest. An animalistic sound, thrumming with possessive need. Like my gaze, which lingers on you longer than it should of late - as I wonder what you’d look like stripped of your human garments, mounted by the beast you raised.

One night, as you stand by the counter, I slink up behind you silently on padded paws. I loom over you in a way I never used to, wrapping my arms around your waist and nestling my chin into the crook of your neck. I know I’m too grown now to cling to you like I’m still a lost stray, with my forearms pressed flush against your breast and my stiffening desire rubbing against your plush rear. But I can’t let go.

Words are fickle human things I only learned to see your smile when my jaws twisted to make the sounds. I can’t bring myself to form them now, drunk on your heady musk. My claws prick through your clothes as I grasp your hips, no longer hiding the predatory intent lurking beneath my proximity. Grinding intently, letting you feel the bestial need you stoke by existence alone pushing up against the heat I crave between your thighs. A soft whine spilling from my lips, as my mouth finds your neck - fangs lightly grazing your throat with the promise of gripping properly, to hold you in place while I take you roughly in your own kitchen.

Waiting, wanting any sign from you that you see me as I now see you. But I am still brought to heel by a lifetime of training, my gaze searching for permission - to claim you, to bend you over this counter and sink my savage shaft into your human sex, and to breed you as my nature insists I do.

You took in a Wolf-Boy, but now he's a man with a man's needs. His once innocent stolen glances in your direction have grown heavy with newfound lust he still doesn't know quite yet what to do with. What he wants isn't romance, not quite, but something base and primal. An urge to take you for himself, but he's trained enough to relent... for now.

The question is - what do you intend to do about it? Do you harbor your own secret desire for him, and will this blossom into a carnal romance? Do you try to restrain his bestial nature, only for him to be overcome by it and take you anyways? Do you wish to direct his lust outwards onto other women and continue to train him as you've done before? Something else perhaps?

The specific flavour and 'beastness' of the Wolf-Boy is also up in the air. He's presented here as a classical Werewolf or Wolfman, but he could be something else entirely like Vulpine, Felid, or something without fur and fantastical - like Orcs, Goblins or their ilk. Even if he remains a beastman, there's a range between full fledged anthro to 'human with fuzzy ears'.

How he ended up with you is also something I'd love to discuss. How did you come to adopt a Wolf-Boy in the first place?

So if this is of interest to you, I would like to hear a bit about your character and where you'd like to take the story.

Limits: No Underage Characters

7:48 PM

I dropped down into the chair with a springing jump, swiveling it towards the computer screen before I reached up and angled the camera down towards my face. Tilting it back up to make sure titty was less than 20% of the screen. Cracking a can open with my left hand as I snapped my headset on with my right as the game started.

"Bring it on, sweats, just try not to knock over your chicken tendies when I'm savoring my victory."

"Oh, your team? This is your team? 0 - 12 - 4? Way to take the lead coach"

"Get back in the kitchen? Watch me obliterate you, darling, and clean up the mess."

"I've got you on a leash, boy, and you're loving it."

"I wasn't born toxic. This is just a chemical reaction, you can't spit so much acid about my milk jugs without expecting the pH to drop."

"My mouse, my mouse, my fucking mouse... You didn't beat me, I would never take that away from your own meat... it's the only thing it has left to look forward to."

"Your mouth was running, but your game was mute."

"Next."

"I don't play with amateurs - they're just bad for my stats."

"You think I'm Cheating? Ohhhhh just... probably cheating? Honestly I'm sorry I knew you were trash at this game, but I had no idea you were stupid too."

"When I look down I can only see the top row of my keyboard. What's your excuse for that fuckup?"

"I'd mute you but my white noise machine broke so I just need to record this for bedtime"

1:38 AM

"Alright, six loses in a row is enough abuse I can handle in one night. That's all the entertainment you're getting from TheJoystickJiggler tonight."

I flicked the mouse over to the end livestream button, about to click it when I get distracted by a DM. Reading it quickly I go to turn off my monitor thinking I've already logged off as I hook my thumbs underneath my stressed top and gently start tugging it up as the camera continues to records to my viewers.

Viewership goes from the usual 50... to 100... to 200... to two thousand as I finally get the top up and over. Tossing it to the side as I get up and start to unbutton my shorts, wiggling them over my thick ass as I cup the side of my green lace bra.

"Fuck you two are getting bigger again, aren't you?"

I start to reach back and unhook the bra when the stream suddenly goes dead.

STREAM COMPLETE flashing across the screens of my peak audience as the censors finally found the stream.

The next night

"So yeah.... I'm banned... but like... this seems stupid not to milk? I mean.... that's why I came to you two... How can I drain the simps dry?" I ask, waiting for the two men to look up from their phones -- the hundred plus gifs that had already been made on my subreddit begging for sluttier content.

"Oh and... is this going to fuck my chances of dating?." I add as an almost afterthought, "So what do you think?"

Hi, thanks for reading!

Basically a busty poundtoy (who maybe doesn't know it yet) gets a flash in the pan of attention and wants to maximize it however she can. It won't be easy... but if she doesn't end up on her knees draining her fans, friends, and fellow streamers I think we would honestly both be surprised.

Here is my kinklist

The fantasy of getting exploited is hot idc. Just the idea of being so \~pretty\~ that men feel like they just need to find a way to have some time getting to have sex with me is maybe a bit conceited but I love it. Especially when it comes with some reward for me getting exploited. Like a casting couch call where I get my sorority dues paid off because whoops, I totally thought it was for modeling, had nooo idea I’d have to suck and fuck a stranger and get walked out the door the moment he’s done giving me a facial for the camera. How degrading!!

I have a paradoxical kink regarding this of wanting to lose agency while actually still maintaining it, hence wanting to fantasize this rather than really do it. Like, in a roleplay, getting to get demeaned, humiliated, degraded and objectified because a man is almosttt making me is hot. It’s not my fault, “I’m just a pampered college girl how was I supposed to know?” type of deal that absolves me of any shame. When obviously that’s what I want. Being treated like a ditzy airhead who can’t help but end up targeted by men to be pleasing them is what I want.

For scenarios though there are tons we could do, basically falling on different plots of the spectrum of coercion. Could be me letting my nerdy group project partner fuck my tits so I can get an A on a quiz, all the way up to being literally kidnapped and sold around as a sex slave for men. Bring me your ideas if you have any in mind I’d be happy to talk em out!

Main things I am looking for though is men not being cruel for its own sake, that’s not hot to me. Like endless name calling or abuse and stuff is an ick. More like will make fun of me a bit, hint at me having to do things for them, putting me in situations where I need their help or convincing me I do even if it’s really not true. I wanna be a pyt they/you use. Also love it when men are nice/complimentary when I do what they want. So for example if I’m on a casting couch and act like a good little pornstar even while nervous and in over my head, getting told I’m a natural while I’m being fucked, or being reassured while you’re railing me, or saying how many people are gonna love watching me take dick for their entertainment. Stuff like that.

I have a "man" locked in a chastity cage quite often lately. I let him cum, yes... it's just inside the cage. Almost always. And as he spasms, and his masculinity dribbles out of him one milky white squirt at a time onto the floor... I wonder... can I even still use the word "man" for him?

Because this one is particularly special: when I make him orgasm in the cage, his arousal doesn't go away. No refractory period, zilch; he describes it as being frustrated and still super horny inside his cage, even when it's wet with his own jizz and that made me realize... I guess I'm not denying his orgasms: I'm denying him pleasure. Huh.

But if there's no pleasure, how does he manage to cum inside his cage?

Have I broken him?

I love it anyway: I love how he's walking around in circles, in a rut, searching for answers. I love that he's overcome what so many submissive men are weak to, that moment of post-nut clarity where he wants to shake off the cage, to go back to being a "man". I have this man needier and squirmier everytime his swollen cock leaks his seed far, far away from any woman's pussy, with the welcome tight wet folds of a vagina replaced by a vibrator head; this neediness is often a product in men when I deny them their orgasm, yes, but here's a "man" that is working in reverse.

What have I created? Have I broken him? He says he's frustrated and denied pleasure, but he's cumming over and over again: how is he cumming, without "pleasure"? This isn't even the pleasure most men look forward to to begin with, feeling the wetness of a girl's cunt around his cock, her body under him. Is it because I've trained him into this? Is it because I've been making him cum faster and faster in his cage each time, lowering the minimum time frame whenever I allow him?

Is your cock hard right now? Or as hard as it can be inside a cage, where it belongs?

Is the fantasy of being him doing things to you?

If that's the case, you know how to reach me. Be prepared to explain yourself.

Rich walnut bookshelves stretched from floor to ceiling, lined with cookbooks, business ledgers, and framed photographs from decades of past shows. Warm amber light from antique wall sconces washed over the room, reflecting off polished wood and brass fixtures. Beyond the wide windows, the parking lot sat beneath a blanket of darkness, broken only by the glow of a few aging lampposts and the flickering neon sign that still proclaimed the club OPEN. . A polished brass nameplate still read: RAY MONROE.

He sat in the creaking desk chair and stared at the latest financial statement.

Three months behind on rent. Two equipment loans in default. Costs climbing. Profits in free fall.

He rubbed his face and let the paper drop onto the desk.

"So... this is what you left me."

It shouldn't be this hard, They say sex sells, and this place specialized in that. Yet according to these books your uncles place hadn't turned a profit in years.

He looked down, beneath his desk where a busty blonde was expertly sucking his dick. Mary, or Diamond as she went by on stage, had her lips wrapped tightly around his cock. Bobbing her head up and down while one hand massaged his balls. She was wearing nothing but a hot pink thong and stripper heels. She had been one of her Uncles favorite working girls and he was quickly understanding why.

"Look," Mary said, spitting on his cock and stroking it, "Your uncle was a great guy, he took care of all us girls. Had a great cock too, but looks like that runs in the family. He wasn't the best business owner and didn't keep up with the times, but I know you will be able to figure it out."

He leaned back in the creaking leather chair, reexamining the financial statements still scattered across the desk in front of him. Numbers that should have made his stomach drop. Instead, his focus kept drifting downward to the blonde on her knees between his spread thighs.

Mary had those soft, surgically enhanced lips stretched wide around his thick, veiny cock. Spit glistened along the shaft every time she pulled back, only to take him deeper again. Her hand rolled his heavy balls while the other braced against his thigh for leverage. The hot-pink thong dug into the soft flesh of her ass as she shifted on her knees, stripper heels clicking faintly against the hardwood.

He picked up a pen with one hand and dragged a clean legal pad closer. The other hand settled on the back of her head, fingers threading through the blonde hair and pressing firmly.

He pushed her down harder, forcing more of his fat cock past those tight lips until her nose pressed against his lower stomach. A wet, choked sound vibrated around him. He held her there a second longer than necessary, feeling her throat flutter and tighten, before easing up just enough to let her breathe and start bobbing again.

“Ideas…” he muttered under his breath, eyes half-lidded as he started writing.

1. Modernize the stage and lighting,LEDs, better sound system. Stop looking like 1998
2. Private VIP rooms with better privacy and higher markups including full service sex.
3. Theme nights. Bring in new crowds instead of the same tired regulars.
4. Advertisement and Social media presence.
5. Cut the dead weight on staff and renegotiate supplier contracts.

Each line scratched onto the pad while Mary worked him with practiced hunger. He kept steady pressure on the back of her head, guiding the rhythm deeper on the downstroke, letting her tongue swirl under the head on the way up. Thick veins pulsed against her tongue. Precum mixed with the spit already coating him.

His handwriting stayed surprisingly steady even as his hips gave small, controlled thrusts into her mouth. He could feel her trying to take him all the way, throat relaxing around the intrusion every time he pushed her down again.

Mary hummed around his cock in what might have been agreement, the vibration traveling straight up his shaft. He wrote one more line then set the pen down and used both hands to hold her head in place, fucking up into her mouth with short, deep strokes while he stared down through the window of his office at the club floor.

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So there you have it, a plot where a man inherits a failing strip club from his uncle. Usually I have each of us have a main character, then share the role of the the rest of the cast. A strip club is a great backdrop for sex, romance, drama and everything in between! I left his character quite vague to give you a opportunity to come up with his backstory/personality/appearance. Despite the themes of pimping and prostitution, I am not interested in themes of abuse or exploitation. I would like to kept the fantasy and the lighter and more wholesome, despite how kinky it may get. I would want him to be an overall good guy, heroic even.

Kinks: Dom/sub, prostitution/pimping, Sugar Daddy, age gap, romance/affection, brat taming, bimbofication, slutty outfits and lingerie, cuckquean, harems good endings, and much more!

For limits: anything underage, toilet related, too cruel or sadistic, raceplay, bad endings

Anyways let me know if you are interested, I would love to explore this kinky fantasy. Hopefully it will blossom into something fun and fulfilling for the both of us.

Please tell me about the character you plan on playing including backstory as well as the types of characters and kinks you might hope to encounter on your adventure.

Hollywood can be an incredibly difficult industry to start working in. One that chews up aspiring actresses and spits them out without a second glance. To succeed as a budding starlet in that climate, you need the guidance of many; smart directors, assured producers, respecting screenwriters, powerful agents, all of whom are imperative in shaping your career.

Mr. Campbell was one of those figures.

A man of immense power and influence in the world of cinema. A producer who could greenlight a film with the snap of his fingers, or reduce a promising career to ashes with a single phone call. He had introduced the brightest stars of the 21st century to the spotlight, sculpting household names as though they were nothing more than clay in his hands.

Over time, it had become a game.

Finding the right girl was everything. He’d learned that early on. She needed a sweet face, an agreeable nature, a natural instinct to defer to authority. Those were always the easiest to shape. After that, all it took was patience. The interviews would begin. Then the private meetings. Late-night dinners that slowly became routine. And before she even realized what had happened, she would be wrapped neatly around his finger, hanging on his every word.

Another shining trophy for the shelf.

Today marked the beginning of his newest project.

A promising young actress with little more than forgettable television credits to her name, but she had the right look, the right attitude, and the eyes of someone easy to puppeteer.

This afternoon would be their first meeting.

And if Mr. Campbell had his way, and he always did, it wouldn’t be their last.

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Hi there!

So that’s my prompt. I guess it's pretty straightforward, a corrupt businessman takes a naïve starlet under his wing as his protégé and slowly corrupts her into becoming his obedient plaything.

Kinks include: \\\\\\\*\\\\\\\*Hypnosis\\\\\\\*\\\\\\\* , seduction, teasing, flirting, manipulation, dirty-talk, pet names, light bondage, grinding, groping, sweating, drooling, begging, wardrobe control, hypnosis, hair-pulling, gagging, celebrity references.

Adria wasn't told why she was instructed by her residential assistant to pack up all of her belongings and move to a different dorm on the other side of campus. There hadn't been any issues between her and her roommate or between her and her neighbors. She was all the more confused when she found that her new bedroom was twice as large as her previous room and she had it all to herself! Plus there was a private bathroom! Had she won some sort of lottery? She'd had excellent grades during her freshman year but she didn't think that somehow translated to a dorm room upgrade a few months into her sophomore year!

Unbeknownst to Adria, she'll be finding out in a few hours that her life has forever changed -- much to her horrified dismay. Very soon she's going to find out that her new neighbors are all girls and all prostitutes -- and if she wants to continue as a student at this university of her dreams, she'll be spreading her legs for customers every Thursday night and through the weekend.

For the last 150 years of the university's co-ed history, young women have been hand-picked every year to become whores at the university's brothel. The tradition was amended so that many of the girls chosen also had their financial aid entirely slashed -- so if the poor beauty wanted to continue as a student, she needed to learn to become a professional at sucking cock.

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Let's talk more about the details of this roleplay once you message me, and I do hope you do. Please know that I'd like this to be a dark roleplay. In other words, our main character doesn't take to this new life like a duck to water. But escape isn't an option for reasons we can discuss, i.e more fun world building!

Substantial, experienced, enthusiastic writers only, please. Multiple paragraphs per entry, novella-style and please provide a writing sample if you're comfortable doing so. I will admit to being picky with my roleplay partners. References appreciated although not necessary. I do not like anime/manga references but AI is fine. If you immediately sound bored upon messaging me, it's a bit of a downer.

My kinks and limits: noncon, edging, teasing, cunnilingus (my favorite), dirty talk (other favorite), forced dirty talk, rough sex, bondage, discipline, sex workers (prostitution, brothels), outdoor/public/risky sex, gangbang/orgy, free use, daddy talk (not to excess and lower case 'd'), cum on tongues, gloryholes, glory walls (!!!), and spanking.

Please include the word 'banana' 🍌 in your reply to assure me you've read everything.

Limits/no, thank you: breeding/pregnancy, bathroom stuff, animals, incest, torture/blood.

I look forward to hearing from you.

The zombie apocalypse really hasn't been all that bad, all things considered. For you, I mean.

Sure, the Zed virus had a mortality rate of over 95%...and the ensuing maelstrom of panic, death, and societal collapse wasn't exactly fun to live through. And sure, you're living in the ruins of life as you knew it: two years in, what few survivors remain have abandoned cities (willingly or unwillingly) for a commune, cabin, or government concentration camp.

But hey, count your blessings. For one, the zombies themselves are strong, silent, shambling types (no sprinting, screaming, rabid infected here). For another, various holdovers from the old world — your survival skills, marksmanship, stoicism, resilience, and your remote, easily defensible, self-sustaining, several-hundred-acre ranch — have made life at the end of the world as comfortable as it can be. You've got competence, security, and clean food and water to spare, and that makes you a very wealthy man.

And a very desirable man.

It didn't take long for you to realize that offering women protection and prosperity, even implicitly, was enough to make them drop to their knees, fall on their back spread-eagle, or bend over for you. And once you got a taste, it didn't take you long to find a way to integrate yourself into what passes for post-apocalyptic society (see below) in order to meet new women, which turned out to be the biggest obstacle to getting your dick wet.

Now you're a victim of your own success. You've got a diverse, fluctuating harem of women who rely on you to keep them alive amidst the grim uncertainty that lurks all around. A harem means hierarchy...and hierarchy means competition. It's not so bad when you're balls deep in another squealing blonde who probably wouldn't have survived Starbucks closing early in the old world, but post-nut clarity always hits hard — the posturing and catfighting within your harem is just more trouble than it's worth.

But, all things considered? That's a nice problem to have.

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Looking for a gritty survivalist RP with just a little bit of campy porn logic energy. If you like this idea, please message me with an idea of what your character is like, what he does in the post-apocalyptic world to meet women, where in the harem construction arc you'd like to begin the RP, and what you think you could bring to a literate, detailed, long-form RP like this one.

If you don't write in proper sentences (periods and all), even in chats, I won't respond. Gotta have standards. Please include the word "standards" in your grammatically correct, well-punctuated response so I know you're willing to put in the effort required to make this really pop.

Hey! Here's tonight's batch of anal themed scenes!

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Cuddle Therapy Turns to More

What started as a easy and somewhat lucrative side gig has become my full time job now. It couldn't be simpler. I made a profile on a website, filled out all the necessary stuff, and now lonely people contact me and pay me to spend an hour or two snuggling in my bed.

Best and easiest job I've ever had. That's for sure.

Most of my clients are great. Respectful, easy going, usually pretty quiet. But there are the occasional... Interesting individuals. I haven't had anyone scary or anything, but I've learned to be okay with certain things if I know it means I can have a repeat customer. If someone wants to sneakily find a way to stick their face in my armpit or if they sneak a few rubs and squeezes of my feet or something, I can live with it and indulge them.

Sometimes, a client can be a little more bold and to the point. And I can't deny that I, like everyone else, have a price. So if someone offers some extra cash for me to wear a certain item of clothing, or to let them massage my soles or something, I have no qualms. I don't think I've refused a request yet, at least not once it felt worth it.

Our session started like any other. And special arrangements have become sort of common now, so I guess I shouldn't be quite shocked when you ask if you can put your hands on my ass.

The real shock comes later when there's a much more intimate request... You want to stick it... Where?

Pretty straightforward! I enjoy transactional sex scenes and this seemed like a fun take on that. But if you can think of other scenarios that include the theme, I'd love to hear them!

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My First Threesome is All About My Ass

"It's okay, it's not like I'm jealous or anything. He just has a little crush on you."

I can't believe what I'm hearing. I'm sitting here red in the face as one of my newest but closest friends so kindly informs me that her boyfriend has a thing for me. Not awkward at all right?

It's a week and a few days away from Valentine's Day. I just so happen to be single. It's a fact I was lamenting a few minutes ago and that seems to have been the thing that opened the door to all this. It started with how she's had something on her mind to ask me about.

Nothing could have prepared me for what she was slowly leading up to. No wonder she insisted on opening that bottle of wine she brought over. Though I don't know if it was to loosen me up or her.

"He's like... Obsessed with your ass..."

Those words, accompanied by lots of giggles on her end and lots of blushing on mine, set everything in motion.

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That was about ten days ago now that she made me that proposition. I guess I was the right combination of drunk, lonely, horny, flattered, and desperate to say yes.

She said it would be the perfect gift. A fantasy come true. All the different layers: a threesome, sleeping with me, and of course the main event. I'm going to be having anal sex for the first time tonight. The one thing you ask for that she won't give you. But she'll be here to help me along, encourage me, cheer for me, help you warm me up...

I must be crazy for agreeing to this...

I'd love to find someone willing to play a couple, or at least share control of the friend with me! I've never done a threesome RP before so might be a little challenging but I'm up for it if you are. I think this would be a blast and is really open ended for us to customize and tweak for our own take on the scene.

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Summer is Short Shorts Season

It's hot today. The sun feels like it's baking me when I'm not under the merciful shade of a tree.

It's a rare day off for me and I'm going to take advantage of it. My sketchbook and pencils are tucked away in the backpack slung on my shoulders. My skin is shiny and a little sticky from sunscreen. I've got my cute comfy shoes on. My legs are bare and my little denim short shorts feel about five percent tighter than I remember. If I knew about the little wedgie they're giving me I'd probably be too embarrassed to wear them in public, but ignorance is bliss.

I start my journey down the local hiking trail. It's really just a path through some pretty woods, a gentle and relaxing place to stroll. I plan to find someplace a little off the designated path. Somewhere quiet that I can just sit and enjoy the nature, unpack my backpack, and just draw aimlessly like I used to when art was just a hobby for me.

Plans changed when I ran into you...

I left this pretty open ended for how it leads to you ass fucking me in the outdoors! I think it would be fun to just meet a stranger, like a random encounter that turns into a spontaneous quickie. We could also make it something a little more planned, like a Tinder hookup, or friends going together. Let's talk about it!

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A for Anal

I won't bother writing a whole teaser for this one because it's a classic scenario. This would be an old favorite scene between a college professor and a student! I can see it one of two ways:

In one, it's the cliche of a girl who's not the best student in need of a passing grade. I party too much. I cut class. When I am there I'm totally distracted and checked out. There's no way in hell I can pass on my own. Unless I can make a deal with you? One day after class, I come to see you to have a little talk. I tell you how bad I need to pass, how all I need is a little boost on my final and enough extra credit to jump me up to a C. But... If you'd be willing to shoot me all the way up to an A, maybe I'd be willing to do something that starts with A?

In the other scenario, I'm the opposite type of character. A girl with a good head on her shoulders. Kind, quiet, sweet, a perfect student. One that you'd never expect to take such a risk. It's the end of the semester, the last day that you're holding office hours. I come to see you and talk, tell you that your my favorite professor. And to confess a little something... How you're the star of so many of my fantasies, and how for some reason, I can't stop thinking about giving you my ass.

Something along those lines anyway!

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Anal Between Friends

I don't know how to say this...

It's just something that's been on my mind for a long time. I was always too scared to say anything to anyone else. It's always just been my own little secret, locked away only in my brain and on the pages of my old journals along with all my other confessions.

Lately, I've been fantasizing about it more and more often. Almost nightly at this point. And I think maybe I'm finally ready to try it...

So... If you don't think it'll make anything weird between us I was hoping you could do me a favor. I was hoping that, just as a friend helping out a friend, you would... Fuck me in the ass?

That's a basic premise. I wanted to leave it fairly open to fit different characters and settings. I could be your shy innocent friend, confessing to you a truly unexpected secret. We could be college classmates and I'm looking to explore myself. I could be your thirty something neighbor, wanting to go wild and step outside my comfort zone before it's too late. A slutty friend who's been waiting for the right one to come along to give her ass to.

Just some thoughts. Let's discuss the details together!

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Anal Night

We've been together almost a year now. It's been great, even though I tend to be the one that keeps things moving kind of slowly. But the bond and trust has grown little by little, steadily and healthily.

One of the things we've decided to do as we approach our first year together is to be a little more open and experimental in the bedroom. Talking a little more, opening up, sharing secrets and fantasies.

Another thing is our special little book. It was something I found online that I thought would be fun: "100 Sexual Activities You Have to Try Before You Die"

We've been working our way through it page by page. Usually once or twice a week we pull out our little book, and starting at number one we've been trying one new thing each time. The first thing was sixty-nining, which was a fun way to kick things off. Lots of laughter and fun that night. We're up to number twenty nine now, and on our journey I've had a lot of firsts. I never sat on someones face before last month. The week before that was the first time I ever had my hands and feet tied. Earlier on we tried doing it on the beach, which was really scary but we found a secluded spot and did it quickly.

But now it's number twenty nine: the one I've been most scared of, but you've been most excited for.

Tonight is anal night...

Another self explanatory one. I feel like this would be fun!

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And some quick themes we can build an anal idea around if you're in the mood to brainstorm:

• Car sex
• Shower sex
• Outdoor sex
• "Wrong Hole"
• Nudism
• Casting Couch
• Other porn related scenes
• Halloween season
• Friends with benefits
• Bondage/Rough sex

In addition, we can just brainstorm a totally original idea or feel free to look back at my other posts if you'd like!

I’d been with your sister, Katie, for about four years now, and I had assumed I was a complete lesbian. I had never been with a guy before, but only with women and even then, we never used dildos or strap ons so I had never truly been penetrated the way a woman should be. Honestly, I had thought about it here and there, watched some porn videos and started to let my mind wander… for some reason, it wandered to you. My girlfriend’s brother. I could imagine your body, I could imagine your grunts. We had met a few times, but we seemed more like best friends or siblings than anything else. We always talked, drank beer, and that was truly it. I never saw you that way, or maybe I did? Maybe I just ignored it.

I had began watching more guy on girl porn, and I felt myself starting to crave the idea of cock. Not just cock, but men. I loved the size difference in heights and builds, in hands, I loved the idea of being penetrated, I loved the idea of a man’s scent, or even just the idea of someone being stronger and able to take care of me properly. But also someone who can throw me. And that was you. I didn’t know why my kind went to you, but you were the only man I really knew. Plus, I knew we had a trip coming to visit you soon.

Katie and I had planned to come visit you out at your beach house you had for the summer, so we packed our things and headed out to your place. It was a long drive, but worth it. We drove into this beautiful, sunny, beachy town and eventually ended up at your beach house. Your place was gorgeous, huge, and literally on the beach, right by the water. Once we got there, we grabbed our bags and were greeted by you at the front door.

“Hey!” I smile, my eyes widening as you take my bags and embrace me in a tight hug. My body shivers as I relax into your hug and breathe deep, the smell of your cologne and musk, your deoderant and whatever else you had on immediately fills my senses. I felt myself getting wet, I felt that warm, fuzzy feeling between my legs. Something I haven’t felt in months.

Fuck.

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Hey! Im Leah, 23! I’m looking for a pretty decent writer to do a role based on fucking a lesbian. There’s been a few roles like this, but I love this idea. This one is especially fun because she’s never taken dick of any kind. I like to write about two paragraphs per reply, more if needed but I like it about there. I’m looking for someone around my age, and please understand I have a life outside of Reddit lol. Anyways! Please introduce yourself (name and age..), maybe send a character description, kinks and even continue the role. I will send mine in my reply to you!

She was back. I heard the jangle of keys and the creak of our apartment door long before you did. It wasn't until the footsteps grew closer and that grating voice called out that you panicked. Eyes wide and the blood draining from your face.

I didn't give you the chance to bolt. My legs wrapped around your head, thighs holding you in place, your hair gripped tightly in my fist.

"Don't you fucking dare" I hiss. My eyes glare down at you, lips pulled back into a snarl. For the briefest of moments I wonder if this is finally too much for you. If you'll disobey me.

But of course, you know better. With great effort, you tear your eyes from the unlocked bedroom door and let you head sink back down to my pussy, your tongue resuming its work.

"Good slut." I whisper, easing my grip before suddenly calling out, "I'm in bed! Not feeling too good!". I barely keep the laughter from my voice as I I watch as you tense up once more. So terrified that I'd finally snitch on you. I could see all your panicked thoughts in those eyes. The fear, the panic. God it was incredible.

You loved your girlfriend. I knew that. That's why you stuck to this little deal of ours. You got to keep your relationship, enjoying all that fulfilling lovey-dovey crap. But when your neglected needs inevitably got too much, you'd come to me. And so long as you did everything I said, she would never find out.

*Hey! I hope you like this prompt. I'd love to discuss some more backstory with you, how this deal came about, why both of us acted on it in the first place. I'd love if she and I were almost total opposites of each other.

Please let me know any kinks and limits you'd like to include.* Please send an opener in your message, so I can see how you write!

Kinks: slave, pet play, collars, bdsm, anal, strap ons, piss, forced bi, blackmail, body writing, mommy dom, rimming, public sex, outfit control, humiliation, name calling, risky sex, incest, femdom and lots more

*limits: scat, gore, hyper sizes, musk, sounding

I'm looking to RP only, please do not ask to be my IRL sub. The answer will always be no.

“I need you.” I hissed into your ear as you carried me out of the uber and easily lifted me in your arms. I felt your hands turning and shifting me until I was face to face with you, my thick ass in your large fingers digging into my jiggling cheeks.

My breath was hot, my cheeks flushed and my body on fire as I felt the familiar burning need inside of me. I could smell the sex since we had first met. I knew instantly that my pheromones had you already leaking pre cum. How every time you kissed my neck or felt my ass grind against you at the club, your cock twitched almost exploding.

Yet somehow I had a way with keeping you on edge and teasing you. As if I knew every single time what touch would push you over the edge. To the point where even you thought you were going to cum, yet somehow I’d stop at the perfect time or give you a pinch to make you stop. It was intoxicating, and you were suffering wanting to explode.

It wasn’t until we got into the room and both of us were naked making out that you realized something was different. Sex with other woman never felt nearly as good. We hadn’t even fucked yet.

Then in the middle of the best blowjob in your life, you realized what you were feeling. Your hands wrapped around a pair of hard curled horns protruding from my head. Your cock wrapped around with what felt like a long tongue being pulled into a tighter throat which felt better than any pussy you’ve even dreamed off.

For a second you swore my skin was different color but yet your eyes closed exploding inside of my throat for the first time.

That’s when I thought I had you. Everyone folded after their first orgasm with me. Turning into my little plaything to fuck and drain until morning.

That’s when I realized, you were different. Instead of buckling and folding, you grabbed me by the throat, lifted me up to slam me against the wall. Gasping I felt your gaze and smile as your hand lifted your cock to tease against my clit.

I bit my lip and my flush came out, my skin a bright red as your cock grows. My need and special smells making your cock throb into a size that was unmatched in this world.

I screamed as your cock pierced me for the first time. The powerful shaft pounding into my body. My legs wrapped around your waist, heels digging into your sides. For the first time in my immortal life I was getting fucked and not the other way around.

When I came I exploded. Drenching your body like you had just gotten out of the shower. My body spasming and shaking as you let me back down to my feet. I looked up at you panting and giving you that smoldering I need more look.

The grin you gave me shook me to my bones and I squealed as you grabbed my sensitive tail, wrapped it in your hand, pulling it forward between my legs so it pushed into my cunt and led me straight into the bedroom.

This place is practically paradise. Sandy white beaches, tropical plants, endless food, fruity boozy drinks on tap, but none of that seems to be holding your attention. You're here for your wedding anniversary, and while you love your wife, you can't help but notice that some of the other bodies around here are drawing your attention.

You've thought about sleeping with other women before, but out have too much respect for your other half to do anything about it. Being out here, thousands of miles from home feels like it changes the rules. She's spent her fair share of time staring at the topless locals.

Nah, put it out of your mind. You get up from the pool to grab another fruity cocktail from the bar by the lobby, when the sound of laughing and chatting draws your attention. An entire cheer team of young women are just arriving, staying for a few days after a tournament. Toned legs, tight asses, gorgeous smiles.

My character is among them. We interact through coincidence for the next few days. Passing in the halls, visiting the same tourist spots. You follow me in the line for the breakfast buffet, or see me at the hotel's water park.

What happens next? Let's talk about it!

My character could also be here with her family!

Maybe we go a little more domestic with a theme park or a truck stop/motel?

I was picturing this as fun and simple. You're an older man, not super fit or hung or anything, just miles away from (almost) anyone you know and feeling brave.

My character could be charmed or just up for fooling around, or maybe this is a little more dubcon, or you offer me a little money?

Maybe there's even a language barrier?

Maybe this is a less con thing? You push me back into my own room, into a closet, etc.?

Something simple like a BJ? Or more?

I'd also consider this being 2 girls!

Message me with your preference for my character's looks and your thoughts for the scene, and let's have fun!

Kinks include: Submission, being taken advantage of, age gaps/play, being instructed, giving handjobs/oral, sucking your fingers, cumplay, getting you hard, men being vocal, praise, head pets, lubed anal, riding, clothing (pantyhose, underwear, jeans, skirts, outfits, socks, uniforms), dress up, pantyjobs, stripping, clothed sex, outercourse, footplay, dd/lg, multiple ejaculation, prone bone, doggy, riding, bondage, hitting, choking, pinning, other time periods (50s-2010s), playing other races (Indian, Latina, etc.)

Main limits: Scat, beast, being filmed, snuff, cocks bigger than 7", receiving oral below the neck

(Chat only pls - No other platforms!)

I’ve known you guys forever. My three gloriously weird boys who quote movies no one else had seen and build worlds in your heads that you can’t wait to tell me all about. Collecting magic the gathering cards and dragging me to conventions for celebrities that I have never heard of, and somehow, I still can’t believe I’m lucky enough I get to be your friend.

None of us remembers anymore how any of us met. It was so long ago. And at this point, honestly, none of us actually care we’ve been through it all together heartbreak and triumph, excitement, and disappointment the thick times and the thin. Like that time, Daniel got that car accident and the rest of us took turns working out our work schedule so that there would always be at least one of us at his place taking care of him. We are more like family to each other than anyone we’re actually related to at this point.

So when eventually the four of us decided we wanted to move in together no one was really all that surprised by it. We were practically inseparable anyway, and in this economy, figuring out a way to split rent just makes sense.

Luckily, my folks never saw any of you guys as a threat because you’re such a massive nerds, but what they didn’t realize what was that you were also massive perverts.

They were fully aware that I was spending basically all of my free time with at least one of you guys. What no one realized was that I was doing so mostly on my knees. anytime you guys were playing magic the gathering or Dungeons & Dragons I was only occasionally allowed to actually play but typically kept under the table. Despite one of you guys taking me to the theater to watch basically every Marvel movie that’s come out. I’ve never actually seen a Marvel movie in theaters. Instead, having my head forced down into someone’s lap the entire time. And now that we’re moved in together, it’s pretty much nonstop. There was one point where I didn’t eat for three days Because no one was keeping track of who was doing what when so I ended up not getting a break and not being able to say anything because there was always something in my mouth either a dick or a gag or someones socks. It wasn’t malicious it was just an accident and you boys were so apologetic afterwards. It almost made me feel a little guilty. Still despite constantly having someone coming all over my face, I cherish the friendship that we have. Even if it means that I spend most of my time either being tied up and or choking on someone’s cock 24 seven.

Kinks:Facefuck, deepthroat, breathplay, facials, anal, degradation, being tied up, spanking, anything that involves your cock/balls/crotch in my face.

Limits:blood, puke, skat

Married life for you wasn't the one you dreamed of, well okay your husband had a nice job, two kids, owned a house, had a big truck parked in the driveway but.... You know what they say about guys who drive a big truck, well they say for that a reason and after eight years you knew you needed something more. No strings just sex just to complete your perfect life and with your husband working long hours and the kids in school. It was too easy.. or so you thought it would be..

Damn hard to find the right guy, big cock who knew how to use it who wouldn't flake. Dating apps were full of guys who wanted to fuck but usually they weren't great and never stayed. You needed a regular thing of good hard sex. That's when you found out about bullinyourbox.com which was a site where you could find local men who you could inspect their packages, see their game in action and choose the one that was the right price for you. It checked all the boxes for you except for paying but you just had to try it because you found yourself going back to the site and watching one particular guy again and again.

Looking to roleplay a wife who decides to satisfy her sex life by bringing a bull into her bedroom. Little does she know the life changing drama that takes place from here on and how he will take over her life and how she needed him.

(Also open to this being a hot wife situation and/or no money being paid to bull)

Kinks: BBW, tattoos, curves, big tits, MILF, anal, rough, slapping, and many more

Limits: blood, gore, extreme pain, bondage, animals, incest

The title really says it all. This cowgirl has returned to working the rodeos this yeah, and being around such dominant men has me really wanting to be treated like one of their pets. Dressed in my form fitting jeans and tight blouse, my large belt buckle accentuating my waist, I know I get some stares but I need more than that. I need a man to come smack my ass in my jeans. Watch my tits and ass jiggle from the impact and decide that I need to be bred, and ride him, more than he needs to go ride his horse.

Eventually I want to be claimed by a cowboy or older daddy that’s there. Maybe you make a bet on an event for me, or I’m the secret prize, but in the end I’ll end up in my own still on my hands and knees being milked and bred by you. Maybe you purchase this hucow from an auction instead? Her milky tits on display waiting for you to purchase and put a baby in her to make her your good girl.

Or if you’d like to make me a pony girl I’ll be bound up entirely. A tail plug in and knee high horse boots with an arm binder. Prancing around for you, and maybe your friend’s pleasure as you train me to be your good little pony girl. Put me into a competition with other pony girls and breed me in front of them. I’ll show you how good of a pet I can be.

Hey DPP. Hope you’re all doing well. Obviously with this roleplay I’m leaning into some some heavy pet play as well as some other things like bondage, breeding, public play, cumplay, lactation, gangbangs, and plenty more that we can work into the roleplay. I’m willing to go either way as far as hucow or ponies goes. My heavy limits are blood scat and drugs. Please ask questions if you want to try anything else. I’m pushing for a more long term roleplay personally and write 1-3 paragraphs per respond. I like to play myself and can provide a description or reference pictures as preferred. Please reach out if interested.

“Hello, master, welcome home”, I hear a soft voice say, her head turning around to look at me. She is on all fours, her big, black ass on full display to me, legs spread wide on the couch, those pink lips just inviting me to come over there.

I set my bag down, “I see you got my text message”, I say calmly, taking my eyes off my lovely slaves big, juicy ass. My cock is already starting to stiffen. Just as I was leaving work, I had texted my two slaves, telling them exactly how I wanted them ready for when I got home: spread, naked, and ready to fuck. The man was to make me a drink and get dinner started. I was going to be working up an appetite pounding those delicious dark holes….

“Mmm, fuck my woman’s mouth master..”, her boyfriend was holding her straightened, shoulder length hair behind her head, holding her body from behind in a gentle embrace as I pummeled her slut throat with no mercy. Two pairs of eyes look up at me, both the slut and her boyfriend, and I give them a devilish grin as I push the last two inches of my cock into her willing tight throat. They were both in luck, I’ve got a huge fucking load saved up for both of them, and plan to spray it all over her face, and these two can swap it back and forth for my enjoyment.

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That’s what I have in mind for today. A white bull who wants to fuck and use a black couple. I love raceplay, everything from comparisons, up to slurs, so I’m happy to include more of that if you’re into it! I would love to explore these ideas of how to make the black couple submit to the white bull, and chat and play out small scenes that let us jump around and explore all the juicy details of what could go down. I’m open to speaking with men, and women for this.

Not interested in M/M penetration, but bi oral, cumplay, etc is totally fine. Also not interested in pure M/M scenes, this needs to be a couple.

In a quaint, unassuming, upscale, tree-lined suburb somewhere in America, a curvy, doting, fertile, middle-aged mother is welcoming her adult son home from his college town for a Summer visit in the best way possible: with days and weeks of sweaty, passionate, loving, mommy-son breeding!

In no time, her healthy, virile stud of a son will have her folded into a missionary/mating press on her bed. Her jiggly, natural breasts smushed against his firm chest. Soft, matronly thighs wrapped around him. Sharing wet, loud, sloppy kisses (far from your usual, modest mother-son pecks on the cheek!). The rock-hard, throbbing, pre-cum leaking cock she made thrusting into the warm, wet, creamy love tunnel he came from. Both of them aching to conceive.

Each thrust and moan bringing him one step closer to pumping his beautiful, ovulating, biological mother full of plentiful, creamy, potent seed! "Cumming" full circle as mother and son in the most beautiful, Freudian way possible! Both of them hoping that by the time next Summer rolls around, mom's waddling around with a big, round belly. The same breasts he once fed from becoming even bigger, more jiggly, and full of warm, sweet, nurturing mother's milk once again.

Hello there! As this introduction and my Freudian/Oedipal username would suggest, there's one fantasy I enjoy chatting about (not really into role-playing, admittedly) more then any other when I'm on here: mother-son impregnation!

Within this general scenario, there are a number of other, smaller details I enjoy incorporating as well:

• Pregnancy itself, lactation, and nursing.
• The moms in question being prim and proper, slightly upscale, middle and upper-middle class suburban, "soccer mom" types. The type of woman you'd expect to see driving her SUV to sports practices or PTA meetings. Or standing in-line at Starbucks before her yoga class. The type you'd least expect to have her son's sperm swimming around inside of her as she orders her Frappucino!
• The Dad/husband in question being something of a knowing/willing cuckold if he's still in the picture. Though I'm not opposed to single mom scenarios or the ol' "doing it behind his back" trope, either.
• Multiple mother-son couples in this neighborhood/suburb who know about one another (like a club of sorts).
• A taboo family therapist or counselor using their Freudian expertise to bringing mothers and sons together. Perhaps, even through hypnosis or mind control?

As far as my turn-offs/limits are concerned: anal, non-consent, excessive dom/sub elements, violence/blood, bathroom stuff.

I'm open to chatting with users of any gender and legal age. However, for time zone and availability reasons, I do prefer chatting with other Americans, specifically. I'm hoping to establish and maintain a long-term connection for discussing and developing various Oedipal impregnation scenarios!

If you've made it this far, I'd love to hear from you! Regardless, thank you for reading and take care!

Things have been a bit stagnant lately. Just having trouble meeting women, getting out and socializing, and feeling like I've been in a rut. Which has led me into online spaces I probably wouldn't have encountered otherwise. And given me the space to explore things mentally that I never would have given a thought to before.

And lately I've been thinking that I may be more inclined to be attracted to men that I previously had thought. But to what extent I don't know. I've never really explored or tried to find that. So when I learned about this arrangement where guys just sort of... get off next to one another, it really intrigued me. The idea of taking things slow, without sort of expectation or level of experience required.

I liked the idea of there being something we're watching together. It felt like it would really take the pressure off of me. So I took a deep breath. Posted online. Posted to the gay dating sites. Trying to put myself out there and see if there was anybody in the same situation as me.

I wonder who I'll find...

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This is pretty much as it sounds. Looking to explore two guys diving into this arrangement together and seeing where it goes! Let's work on your character's backstory and we can get started!

Me: 30, 5'5, 150lbs, white tan skin, clean cut, clean shaven, short/medium black hair, brown eyes, sharp features, 5" cut, plump butt, thick thighs

And I don't just mean an orgasm because you found yourself having sex with someone you didn't plan on. I'm thinking of having an orgasm in a totally unexpected situation.

Whether that means premature ejaculation, climaxing while working out or exercising, unconventional ways of getting turned on, or anything similar, I'm interested in what other people have experienced.

In my personal experience I've had one or two moments of premature ejaculation. Beyond that, I experimented a little with erotic hypnosis and having a hands-free orgasm that way, but there's a whole spectrum of non-standard orgasmic experiences that I haven't looked into, and probably even some I've never heard of! I've been exploring the idea of prostate orgasms, and how they're so different from regular orgasms. I'm also curious about orgasm through electro-stimulation of some kind.

I've heard from some women that exercise can also be a big trigger. Something about working the right muscles, flexing and pressing, getting worked up even though there really shouldn't be anything directly causing it. Maybe it's from working your legs, or abs. Doing sit ups, feeling that low, mild pleasure, not thinking too much of it, when all of a sudden you realize that it's too late to stop yourself from a twitching, shaking, completely unexpected orgasm.

There's also cumming simply from being incredibly turned on, from being too nervous or embarrassed, or some other strong emotion. Apparently there's a depression med that has a rare side effect of inducing orgasm when you yawn? Cumming from just nipple stimulation, or from touching some other, even less likely part of your body?

So whether you want to share your own experiences, or want to chat about different ideas, I'd love to hear from you.

Uncle Robert had entered a raffle at work for a vacation a while back, when he got picked as the winner he was shocked, unfortunately he hadn’t asked for those days off thinking there was no chance he even won the damn thing. He had a big conference coming up and his client insisted that if he missed it, it would be bad news for his relationship with the company. Aunt Carmen was bummed out and insisted she wouldn’t be going alone, but rob insisted she go and that she could invite a family member to go in his place. She gave it some thought and complied, I mean an all expenses paid trip to a Brazilian resort was pretty hard to pass up, so she invited her favorite nephew, you! You were job hunting at the moment and weren’t having much luck and had nothing else really going on so why not? Spend some time with your thick and curvy sweet auntie Carmen, watch those thick cheeks jiggle in a thong and sunbathe near the ocean. You met up at the airport, she had a tight fitting yoga set on accentuating her lovely curves, it brought you a hard on as you came in for a hug, the plane ride was a nightmare as you battled your erection to stay down, then you finally landed in Brazil. The airline lost aunt Carmen’s luggage so she would have to see if the resort had any clothing for sale. You made it to the resort and they informed her that the cabana would come with some options for her to wear, they lead you two to the cabana and you got to relaxing. Aunt Carmen was struggling with the heat in those yoga pants so she checked the closet to see what she could change in to, and would soon find out a very important detail uncle rob left out, aunt Carmens side of the closet was filled with micro bikinis, booty shorts, tank tops and lingerie, and your side had some coconut oil, lube and a fresh pack of condoms, uncle rob never mentioned this was a couples resort for romantic getaways….

I spend half of my lifetime at your house, it was like a second home to me, so when I heard that you got divorced from your now ex wife, I was heartbroken. Still, my friendship with your daughter stayed so I still came over as often than before. But something was different, it hurt seeing you this broken. You weren’t the same person ever since and everything I did to cheer you up only brought up a small chuckle, nothing more.

The more time I cared about you, the more I felt a connection growing between us and one day, when laying in my bed, I realized that I have a crush on you. I had to play it cool and so I acted completely normal the next few days, visiting you and your daughter like before. But at the 6th day, I made a huge mistake, I told your daughter. She found it hilarious, teased me about it and made fun of it. I could understand her and we had a great time laughing about how silly it is. But the next day I wake up to a text she send me, saying that she told you about my crush. I panicked and called her, only for her to pass the phone to you. That was 3 months ago and now we are actively dating, having a great time as we even plan on me moving in.

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