Good dick really clears your mind and makes you think logically doesn’t it? I mean before I met you I was a raging feminist where as now after your wisdom I’m able to articulate my argument with your talking points on why women shouldn’t be allowed to vote it should be up to the husband to make the final decision..

After getting married my life had now revolved on catering to you. You have allowed me to be a stay at home I make sure to keep the house looking like a home. I decorate it each season, I make sure to say tidy up after you, I cook, do laundry, go to the gym to keep this ass nice n fat since you always said “a woman should want to keep her ass fat for her man” and I took that to heart.

“Heyyy mom I just got into my car from the gym. Mhm I’m about to head home to see how my man is doing..he something about me doing cardio at home tonight.” I say with a giggle knowing that usually on nights like this after work you like to kick back and watch some tv and punch that big fat cock down my throat as a way to decompress from work, but I leave that bit of information out from my mom.

After finishing my convo with her I park outside our home. “Alrighty I just got home love you bye!” I say to my mom as I hang up and get out of the car. I open the door and see you sitting in the living. “Heyyyy daddy! How was work!” I say greeting you as I strut over to you in my gym gear which was pink spandex booty shorts that my fat ass swallowed up and a matching top with it. I give you a hug and kiss you as I rub your gut. “I went ham in the gym today. I swear all your buddies are going to be so jealous you get to clap a hot piece of ass like this..” I say bragging as I show you my fat ass giving you a twirl

(Heyy thanks for reading hope you like my starter! Just reply back with how your character looks and any questions you have 😘)

A little about me is I like to go by Becky I am pretty short 5”6 130lbs, I have brown hair that reaches my shoulders with hazel eyes and plump lips, I have a curvier figure, with perky 34cs, hips start to get wider as well as my thighs, Ass matches my thighs very similar to a pawg so the ass is very fat and jiggly. I have a fair complexion and really like to pamper myself so I stay smooth and soft all the time pussy is trimmed with just a landing strip ☺️

Some kinks I like are dirty talk, stripping, I like to twerk, loving giving sloppy blowjobs, worshipping dick, getting my face fucked, having my butt ate, eating man butt, getting filmed, public stuff, creampies, facials,spanks, having my butt jiggled, hung men, older men, dominant man, alpha male, out of shape men, hairier men, cocky guys etc

Limits- bondage, bathroom stuff, blood, bdsm, incest etc.

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You booked a deep-tissue session at a quiet little spa on the edge of town. Nothing fancy, just somewhere to unwind after a long week. When the door opened and I walked in, you froze.

I’m your best friend’s daughter.

You’ve known me since I was a kid. You’ve been to our house for cookouts, watched me grow up, even helped me move into my first apartment a couple years ago. Now I’m 24, working my way through grad school as a licensed massage therapist, and I’m standing there in a simple black uniform, towel over my arm, looking right at you.

You immediately ask to switch therapists. I smile politely and shake my head.

“I’m the only one available right now. And don’t worry… this is strictly professional.”

I dim the lights, tell you to get undressed and lie face-down under the sheet, then step out for a moment. When I come back in, the room is quiet except for soft music. I warm the oil in my hands and start working the tension out of your shoulders and back like I would with any other client.

But we both know this isn’t any other client.

I keep my voice calm and clinical the whole time. “Breathe for me… let me know if the pressure is too much…” even as my hands move lower, gliding over your glutes, down the backs of your thighs. Every now and then I catch you tensing up, and I just murmur, “Relax. I’ve got you.”

I don’t cross any lines. Not yet. I stay professional. I keep the sheet in place. I talk about the weather, about how long I’ve been working here, about anything except the fact that you’ve seen me in a swimsuit at the lake and now my hands are all over your body.

But the air in the room is thick.

And when I finally ask you to turn over… I wonder how long either of us can keep pretending this is just a massage.

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The “friend’s daughter” setup is just one option. Other inappropriate relationships are also welcome (former student, friend’s mother, etc.). Just let me know which dynamic you prefer.

Looking for: Someone who can play the older man who’s equal parts guilty, turned on, and trying (and failing) to keep it together. I like slow-burn tension, reluctant desire, soft dirty talk, and the slow unraveling of “this is strictly professional.”

Kinks: Age gap, forbidden/taboo (but nothing extreme), teasing, denial, body worship, massage turning sexual, light power imbalance (me staying in control of the session while you’re the one losing composure).

Limits: No non-con, no scat/watersports.

If this hits the right spot, let's talk. :)

My husband and I are a pretty kinky pair of folks. There's not much in the realm of the erotic that I wouldn't at least consider doing for him if he asked, and there's not much he wouldn't consider asking about. It's the kind of relationship that thrives on the edges of our limits, and we love it that way. Every time he thinks up some new, boundary-pushing request to test my devotion with, I feel a little thrill run up my spine before I take off my clothes, get on my knees in front of him, and say 'Yes, sir.' And his latest devilish little idea for pushing his wife to the limit... is you.

You've never been good with women. You're sweet. Gentle. Unsure of yourself. And to top it all off, you've never really had a good idea of where the line was between 'flirty' and 'disrespectful,' so you've had a terrible time with your love life. That is to say, you've never had one. Every time you've had a crush on a girl, you fell way too hard and scared her off, and casual sex seemed even less approachable to you. So, when you saw my husband's ad on the internet looking for a virgin to fuck his wife, you were intrigued. It felt wrong to answer. Like you were taking advantage of this woman you'd never met. But at the same time... boobs. So, you messaged my husband, you worked out the details, and you agreed to meet.

You came to our home, shook my husband's hand, had a beer, and sat down on the couch so the two of you could have a chat about what was about to happen. It was a nice, genial little talk. My husband asked if you were excited. Nervous. Told you all about what a firecracker I am and how you're going to have an amazing time. However, there was a bit of a catch. Part of what makes this so kinky is that the two of us are never going to know anything about each-other. You're supposed to walk into the bedroom naked, where I'll be waiting for you to do your business. The unusual thing is that we aren't allowed to speak to each-other. Not a single word. Not a hello. Not a name. Not a 'that feels good' or 'a little slower.' You're going to experience ultimate intimacy with a woman for the very first time, and you're only going to know what her voice sounds like if you can make her moan.

While vacationing along the American West coast, a married Indian woman gets caught in a violent storm that throws her and a few others overboard. Everyone on the boat assumes the worst. They scramble to find her.. or her body. Many fear she's dead, and her family and friends are left believing they'll never see her again.

But surprise, surprise... she's very much alive.

Turns out, she somehow manages to wash up on a remote tropical island(the biggest in a set of three), a little paradise in the that is far away from civilization. No phone signal, no easy way home, and absolutely no idea how to contact anyone.

At least... she's not alone.

Another passenger has survived the storm, too, and now the two of them are stranded together on this little island.

Thankfully, they find an abandoned lounge that usually is manned during the busy season. A cabin set up probably by some locals to use when fishing far away from the cost.

Unfortunately, it's currently the off-season, so the place is completely deserted. No staff and nobody around to help them out. Still, it gives them a roof over their heads, somewhere to sleep, and a place to wait until someone comes looking for them.

The good news? They're expected to be rescued in about three or four Days . At least judging by the calendar in the office.

The bad news? That's three or four days of being stuck together on a remote island, sharing the same spot. Weaving little but their swimsuits

Two nights alone with this hot stranger like that? Well... let's just say she may be spending more time on her back and knees.

By the time she's rescued and returns to her old life, she might be carrying a little souvenir from their island getaway.

He takes her from being a mother of two to potentially becoming a mother of three.

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Hey all! Here is a simple prompt for today that I've been dying to try. An interracial Milf x Stud encounter..where the Indian MILF comes home rescued. But having a souvenir from her time almost stranded on an island.

Now, all potential partners that find this post interesting please send me your kinks, limits, and Rp style..

Kinks: blowjobs, tit jobs, interracial, impregnation, rough sex, cock worship, Bareback, cheating, ass worship, filming, huge loads, slight corruption, Dominant Partners, AfterCare, passionate sex, breeding and groping,pregnancy,

Limits: gore, vore, scat and underage.

We'd known each other since highschооl began, friends since the literal first day of it.

We got along perfectly and it didn't take us long to be as close as friends could be, which meant people thought we were dating...even before I'd transitioned two years into our friendship.

It was fast, the way I began to wear make-up, dress in clothes that clearly stuck to my already feminine looking proportions, how I'd casually tease you which I'd always done but now it was different.

You began noticing the little things, the way my hair stuck behind my ear, how my bangs accentuated my eyes, the way my legs crossed made my thighs look bigger, how big my butt grew or the way my bratty/teasing personality made your stomach...and something else fluster.

Really, it should've been obvious that you wanted me from the moment that happened...or maybe from the first time you jerked off to me, or the way you got secretly jelaous when I talked to anyone who I got handsy with.

It was hard when the girl you liked was far taller than you, maybe in more ways than one.

I knew I was attractive after all, I had yet to sleep with anyone but I sure enjoyed being a tease about it, sometimes I'd be playful with you but always backed off before it got serious.

Now we're roommates and you knew much more than I wanted you to, I could still remember the time you found my toys in the box under my bed...it was far too awkward but oddly made me feel kind of turned on after.

Now here I was, trying on a pretty red dress when I hear knocking on my door, likely yours.

How will things go? Will the dress be your breaking point? Will you get jelaous of a guy I'm planning to see? Will you gather courage and confess to me?

Or maybe I'll have my way with you, after all I am a switch.

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So this is a fairly simple prompt where you're into your best friend who happens to be trans (because I am and want to play it like that), it can be sexually or romantically despite what the prompt implies, or it can be both!

It's fairly simple, so if you want to add any ideas feel free to.

These are some kinks of mine which not all necessary will be a part of the rp.

Kinks/likes: Mating press, creampie, overstimulation, teasing, edging, height difference, size difference (penis size in this case), groping, bratty behaviour (from me or you), femdom, nipple teasing, strap-ons, anal, facefucking, loss of control, orgasm control, cnc, etc.

Limits are: orientation play, scat, piss, violence, blood, any which involve the previous directly.

As stated, mention anything you want to discuss!

It was a long time ago.. it was just a silly crush.. we definitely should not have hooked up.. but it happened, and I still think about it sometimes. You whispered in my ear how perfect I am while you drove me to climax after climax.. told me that I was "so good at... that".. It was so sensual.. our bodies just seemed to fit together perfectly. You drove me completely crazy, gave me so much pleasure.. and then suddenly you took control.. banged me like a wild animal.. I'm not even sure which I liked better.. You rewired my brain, a little bit.. Anyway it was awkward afterwards, and we agreed it was a mistake and I've tried very hard to forget about it, in the years since. Even though I've never been able to replicate the experience with anyone else..

What an amazing coincidence to bump into you at this event.. you're a VIP now.. still handsome in your sharp suit.. still charming everyone around you.. There are even _more_ reasons, now, why we shouldn't hook up.. but it doesn't look like you even remember me. I stayed a little too long, my friends are leaving, and I should, too, really..

kinks: partners who bring ideas, praise, dirty talk, intensely sensual, nipples, lingerie, partners who take control, whispering naughty things in my ear, sexting, teasing, tongues, ass, maybe you're cheating

limits: boring, low effort, endless questions but no creative input, painful, disgusting, illegal, cliche. no under 21s please

You needed the weapon, even if you couldn't wield it yourself yet. After what happened to the farmsteads a few hamlets over, arming yourself became of the utmost importance. More and more often the hordes from beyond the mountains were making incursions into the kingdom and officials from court had encouraged the locals to take up arms for themselves. The reality was the royal family had called the entire army back to the fortified walls surrounding the capital, leaving locals to defend themselves. But that news had not made its way to you yet.

What had was tales from the conquests. Travelers seeking shelter and respite, intense details of gangs of pig men, goblins, and others slaying the men before taking advantage of their wives and daughters. They had no sense besides lust. It was said that their eyes were red with blood mist, shadowed creatures mounted on fell steeds commanding the ransacking gangs. The first wave was made up entirely of these thralls, barely sentient slavering beings. Beyond them were the dark legions, clad in armor and actually skilled in the ways of combat. And then the warlocks and shades directing their forces.

How much of this was true and how much fear-made conjecture was still unclear. What was, though, was that you were the last defender of the family farm. Male relatives were conscripted into the regional guard weeks ago and had left you in charge. That was when you went to the blacksmith and were given the weapon in your hands now. Gripped even tighter as you started to hear the approaching footsteps and screeches from beyond the fences.

Yes, I had the quote about 30-50 feral hogs stuck in my head and decided to write this prompt. That being said I am happy to adjust the horde to your liking if you have a preferred invader. If this interests you please let me know what weapon you picked up from the smith and we can craft a story.

It was just one ambitious player deciding to make a collection of his favorite mods. A little Bimbo Tracer. Some MILF Widowmaker. A sprinkle of Slutty Ashe, Editing the ability description text to sound like perks you'd find in a porn game but doing nothing to actually change the base code. It needed some debugging but it worked!

Everything seemed to be working since Dva's new model had a lot more pixels around her chest and hips along with the other models, jiggle physics included. The skimpy alternate outfits were there too. During the first test on a casual match, it seemed to load in just fine. Was the game mode supposed to be team gangbang? That wasn't part of the mod. Or maybe they just forgot. All the abilities had new icons too. Did some of the stuff installed come with other hidden assets? As it would turn out, his little personal project somehow ended up becoming the universal game version. And official support from blizzard ended, this was the definitive experience now. Shipped with brand new maps and a reworked sex-based combat system!

So this is mainly just one of my random ideas that came out of from my interest of putting in NSFW Mods in games. We can brainstorm up smutty versions of the fandoms or games we all love (fantasize about) along with reworking those boring 'well built mechanics' with some sexy alternatives. Maybe we can even make an RP out of it. This isn't a super serious post so just shoot me with fandoms you'd like to discuss with me about.

Mandatory kinks: Comically large round, perky tits. Casual misogyny.

Limits: Vore, Gore, Scat, Watersports, Lactation, Piercings, Blood/Violence during sex, Pregnancy, Abuse.

Hey everyone, I’m Maia. i grew up in a house where the belt was a constant shadow, a regular part of my life that i lived in constant fear of. after years of dreading it, i eventually fought my way out and moved abroad to start university in a brand-new country. i genuinely thought i had left that version of myself behind forever. But fate has a funny way of catching up to you.

Being an international student was overwhelming; i got so caught up in unpacking boxes, learning a new culture, and trying to find my footing that my studies fell behind. before i could even realize the extent of the mess I'd made, a call came in. suddenly, i found myself sitting in a cold, linoleum-floored office at the Dean’s office, staring at a thick manila folder on the desk across from me. I felt the familiar rush of panic, that same knot in my stomach from childhood. New conservative laws had been passed recently, ones designed to keep students "toed in line" with traditional values, and the administration was taking them very seriously. They were tired of "lazy" students who lacked discipline or knowledge.

You are the Dean (or a strict Head Professor), someone who knows exactly how far I've slipped and how much i need to be corrected. You begin by sighing, opening that file, and reading out every missed assignment, every low test score, and every day i was absent without a valid excuse. Your voice is firm, and there is no hint of mercy. As you lay out the first few mistakes, i can feel the familiar shadows returning. My hands are shaking as i wait for what comes next, knowing that today, i won't just be lectured, I'll be punished, they will set an example. What do you say to me first?

This scenario could lead to intense corporal punishment (publicly or privately) or the tension could shift toward something more intimate and sensual, whether consensual or non-con.

Kinks: Punishment and Humiliation (i love public displays like spankings/beltings, being stripped), Diaper punishment (strict power play/degradation only - NO toilet play pls), Bondage/Tied and many more.

Hard Limits: Toilet Play, Vomit, Gore, Must, Odor etc.

Looking for someone who enjoys power dynamics rooted in strict discipline and public humiliation. for me, the appeal is really about that loss of control and the shame of being corrected. The main thing I'm after is the dynamic of humiliation and discipline. sex is totally on the table (consensual or non-con), but the core of it for me is the psychological submission and the sting of the punishment itself.

[This is an OCxOC story set in an AU world of Naruto. All genders welcome <3]

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“Akane.”

The name was barely audible inside the council chambers alone, yet it was more than neccesary to summon the bearer of that name. In a mere flash, a figure appeared kneeling on one knee, her head bowed, her hair swaying along with the curtains through which she had entered. On her face was the signature animal mask, a feline one, of the Konoha Anbu special forces. The flaming leaf logo of their village was clearly visible on her exposed shoulder, as well as some battle scars from the recently concluded Shinobi World War.

Inside, the council chamber was quite empty, with many unfilled seats, for the council session had just ended. Ever since the end of the war and the death of the last Hokage, no new one had been chosen so far, yet it had not impeded any day-to-day governance of the village. Squads still went out on missions and life went on as usual, for the most part. The only one remaining inside the council room was the old Shadow of Shinobi himself, Danzo, relaxed on the sofa with his walking cane resting against his thigh.

“There you are. Swift as usual,” said Danzo in his usual gravely voice, looking down on the kneeling Akane with his one good eye.

“Yes, Sir,” responded Akane, first looking up at Danzo and then standing up upon seeing the nod from him. The woman was of quite the average height for a woman, but with a strong build for a kunoichi. Lean physique, strong shoulders, and fists that hadn’t healed yet. It was clear the woman had only recently returned from an active assignment. But for Anbu, there rarely were days off or time to properly heal and recover, especially since the end of the war, when the position of the village had to be reinforced, and actively so.

“I have a task for you. Nine-Tails has been sighted in the Land of Fire,” revealed Danzo as if it was the most mundane thing.

As for Akane, her eyes widened under her mask as her whole body tensed up, no matter how much she tried to hide it and appear profesional, especially in front of a man like Danzo. Not being able to contain her shock and curiosity, she spoke up: “The Nine-Tails? Sir, let me assemble a squad of…”

“No squads. The Nine-Tails has been sealed into a Jinchūriki once more, it seems. No matter, it suits our purposes better this way. Capturing a released tailed beast is far more difficult anyway. I need not remind you that since the last war, Konoha has been without a Jinchūriki of our own, making us pathetically weak and vulnerable compared to the other villages. Getting back the Nine-Tails will put us once more at the top and stop the other villages from taking any foolish actions. That should make it clear to you how important this mission is and why you will be going on it alone, Akane.”

“Yes, Sir…but a Jinchūriki - why me? Is it because of…” responded Akane, inquiring whether it was because of the special ability that she was chosen, or just because of her skill as a Jonin. It was no secret that she was highly capable, but when it came to subdoing dangerous creatures, she wasn’t usually the first choice.

“Yes, Akane, it’s because of that jutsu of yours,” said Danzo, after which the two exchanged a long, knowing look that spoke more than a hundred words could. The wooden walking stick touching the ground with a thud interrupted the knowing silence the two shared as Danzo got up from his seated position. “But it is up to you on how or if to use it. Your task is to convince the Jinchūriki to come to the village and guard them, for surely we are not the only ones who have learned it by now. But if all other options fail and your back is against the wall…”

Without finishing his sentence, Danzo started walking towards the exit behind Akane and just as he was about to pass the woman, he stopped just enough to finish his thought.

“…kill them. A dead Jinchūriki is better than one in the hands of our enemies.”

Swallowing the dark prospect, Akane once again dropped to one knee while facing Danzo as he walked out, in respect to his position and the task he had entrusted her with. Without a shadow of a doubt, the most important mission of her career. And the most dangerous. The power of a tailed beast was nothing Akane had ever dealt with, but she knew enough to be wary and cautious. Thankfully, it would be a human she would be dealing with, which eased her task somewhat. A human could be communicated with, convinced, and befriended. Or so she hoped. But as with all Anbu, she was always expected to put her village’s interests before her own. If the Jinchūriki proved uncooperative or dangerous, she would have to kill them. Until now, she had only killed enemies, targets that would have killed her if given the chance, but this was different. This person most likely meant no ill will towards her, yet their blood would still be on her hands. All these thoughts still plagued Akane while Danzo himself was long gone, no doubt leaving to solve another problem the village was plagued with. In her eyes, everyone would be doomed without him, and she owed it to him to do her best and complete this mission assigned to her.

“I will not fail…”

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“Water Style: Wild Water Wave.”

Finishing the hand sign with a Hare, Akane, crouched atop a tree branch, proceeded to spew a torrent of highly concentrated water at the Iwagakure ninja who had been foolish enough to try to ambush her. His screams were soon silenced as she was pushed violently against a rock, knocking him out cold. Ending her jutsu after she saw her target unconscious, Akane sighed. She hadn’t expected to fight anyone before even finding the Jinchūriki. But she was in desperate need of a stretch, and this fool was a great exercise.

Jumping down from the branch next to him, Akane, in one swift motion, unsheathed a blade from her back and stabbed it downwards into the man’s back, right in the heart, ending his suffering instantly. As the last grunt left his lips and his uniform grew a large red spot, the kunoichi noticed something strange in the man’s hand. A scroll.

“A spy, huh…” Akane breathed out. It was common for spies to infiltrate a country and send back reports of what they had found, defenses or anything else. This seemed just like it, and Akane was curious to see what they had found out before she would obviously destroy the scroll.

Opening the scroll, Akane’s eyes grew wide as she beheld not a report from a spy, but a scroll with a seal. A seal that said ‘Human’. This was beyond strange. Why would an Iwagakure shinobi be capturing random humans in the Fire Country? This breached numerous points agreed to in the last peace treaty, and if anyone learned of it, no doubt some kind of conflict would resume. But it was not up to Akane to decide that. She would write up a full report for her superior, Danzo, later. She trusted he would make the right decision whether to keep it covered up or reveal it.

“As for this human…hmm…”

Not wanting to just leave an innocent nobody sealed inside a scroll for who knows how long, Akane put the scroll down on the ground and unfurled it wide open. Standing over it, she would form the Rat sign while focusing her chakra towards the scroll.

“Release!”

With that exclamation and a puff of smoke, the seal on the scroll was undone and in its place… a human, just as expected. And not a ninja of any discernible origin. No headband, no uniform…absolutely unassuming. This confused Akane even more as she crossed her arms while watching the lost lamb try to figure out where they were. Tilting her head, Akane watched them curiously before speaking up.

“And who might you be?”

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Thank you for hopefully reading and enjoying my Naruto-universe story. I will put this at the very start so that there are no misunderstandings. This is meant to be a totally non-canon story, or AU, as they say. The rules, techniques, and culture is mostly unchanged, but the characters, the politics, and anything else we wish can and will be changed. I am not interested in playing Canon characters; I will say that now. I am open to playing canon-character looks myself, but totally different characteristics, backstories, and skills. As for you, I would prefer a totally original OC haha. Who they are and how they look is totally up to you. I have some ideas, some that might work, some that might not, but we can discuss those later. I would first love to hear what you have in mind yourself about this whole idea, the story, and the AU way of this RP. I know it might not be for everyone, but what attracts me the most is the freedom that it brings us to play whatever we wish as long as we discuss and agree to it first <3. That being said, don’t be afraid to bring forward whatever your heart desires. Even if I’m not into it, I will respect the effort to put it forward and never shame you. That’s for damn sure.

Just to give some ideas of how we could continue this (just be sure that these are just ideas. You can agree and build up on it, or you can propose something else), one path could be that your character is extremely inexperienced in the ninja arts. Naturally, from the plot you could discern that your character would be a Jinchūriki, a human with a tailed beast sealed inside of them, but even that could be changed and amended. They can be a normal human, if you wish it so. But to build up on my previous idea, I do kind of like the idea of Akane being a sort of mentor to your character, teaching them how to use chakra, how to do anything from basic stuff like walking on trees to something more advanced, like performing Ninjutsu, and forming a bond in the process. In short, this is a playground for Naruto fans to play out whatever fantasies we wish, but seeing as I am in more of a low-key mood, I wouldn’t want some world-ending plot or story. A life-and-death story of the shinobi world is enough for me, however complicated we wish to make it.

But yes, yes, I know what kind of place I’ve posted this in. This would be an adult story, that’s for sure, in more ways than one. Death is common in the life of a shinobi, sometimes a quick and painless one, sometimes a slow and agonizing one. I don’t shy away from any of it. I hold sex in the same category. Something that’s common in the adult world, and something that no one should shy away from when the time comes for it. I am not one to rush into any such scenes, however. A proper buildup, a slow burn, if you will, is more my jam. Plenty of cute and wholesome moments, plenty of ‘omg this Kunoichi is so fucking amazing’ kind of obsession and growing love. Sex has to mean something, but when it comes… sheesh, am I a fiery one. I’m sure I will burnt off those dumb eyebrows of yours with my smut-writing-ability once we get there, but again - we’ll get there when we get there. Let me nerd about Naruto first and have some wholesome, depressing, cute, and epic scenes first, nay?

I could go on and on with my random yapping, I think, but that is also another thing I love in my partners. The ability to yap and yap away, and also nerd out about the setting, the plot, any ideas, or just the world lore in general. So if you’re similar to me, do write to me and tell me all your thoughts about Akane, about your character, about the setting, what you’d change and what you’d keep, about my ideas and about your ideas. I’ll read it all. And if the plot didn’t click with you, but you still want to do something Naruto-ish with OCs? I’m open to that too, if you think it’s cool and that it might vibe with me haha. In short, yes, do write, and I’ll end this here. Bye-bye.

The parting advice my older sister gave me before leaving for college was to “be open minded.” Were I honest with myself I hadn’t really been following it. I was buried in my studies and not really fitting in. A foreign student who didn’t really adapt to her new culture.

Which is why on Friday nights when my peers headed out drinking or partying I had no plans. What I really wanted to try was dance classes but the few friends I’d asked weren’t interested. I really didn’t want to go alone and I could think of only one more person to ask. I knew it was a bad idea but I told myself to “be open minded.”

I was always nervous whenever I knocked on my roommate's door. He hung out in his room more often than not and whenever I interrupted whatever he was up to he made it seem like such an inconvenience. Today was much the same.

He towered in the doorway leaning against the door as if he were stopping me from rushing past. I smiled up at him brightly. His face turned to a frown. He knew right away I wanted something. I ignored his cynicism and tried to keep my tone as light and positive as possible.

“Hey! How are you doing?”

I rushed on without waiting for a response. I was rocking on my feet a little and talking faster than usual.

“I saw this amazing dance class and was thinking of signing up, but I don’t really have someone to go with, and I don’t want to go alone, and was thinking, well maybe its a bad idea, but maybe, that you don’t go out much, and it could be a great way for you to meet people, girls especially, and I can help you out with that!, we can help each other, well basically, I was wondering if, maybe, you’d be interested in going with me? You know, as friends, my sister always says its good to be open minded. College is a great time to try something new and….”

“Nope”

You cut me off before I could even finish. My smile faded and my feet planted firmly to the ground. I feel a burn of annoyance. But I’d asked everyone else. You were my last option. I kept my tone calm through gritted teeth.

“Listen, I get it's not your idea of fun. But, hey!, you never know, right? You might enjoy it. And I’m open minded enough to try one of your hobbies as well. Whatever you like, we can even do your hobby first.”

“I don’t have any hobbies. Except for maybe gooning.” He laughed with a cough. I smelled the smoke. His eyes were a little red as well. None of this was a surprise.

My eyes narrowed. He clearly wasn’t being serious but it suddenly occurred to me, this was it! This is how I get him to do what I want. And it's not like I wasn’t doing it in my room alone already. Would it be so bad to have some company while I masturbated? But what I thought was gooning was nowhere like the same level he was in to.

“Fine! Tomorrow night! On the sofa! You and I, we can goon together! You can pick the content but nothing creepy or rapey. I get to veto whatever you choose. BUT, Friday nights we go salsa dancing. Thursday’s gooning, Friday's dancing? And you better not smell of weed. Deal?”

I held out my hand to shake his and confirm the sordid arrangement. Had I known where it'd been before I knocked I might have hesitated. But with a confused and surprised smirk he took my hand in his and shook to confirm.

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Hi,

I’m looking for a fun, light hearted, odd-couple roommate roleplay. My character would be slightly uptight and yours slightly.

I’m not imagining a romance angle between the pair, at least not immediately. I see it as mutual masturbation initially but hands wander with time and comfort with one another leading to a roommates with benefits scenario. I’m happy to expand as the scene continues. Maybe our gooning gets out of hand and we forget dancing altogether.

Kinks: mutual masterbation, voyeurism, body worship, cock worship, blowjobs, deepthroat, spit, drool, kissing, cum play, facials, mild slapping, mild name calling, mild humiliation, realistic attraction levels, mild sizeplay, group play, D/s, anal, mmf, ffm, freeuse, toys, mild bondage and probably more.

Limits: non consent, rape, abuse, violence, non sexy fluids, scat, underage, etc

EDIT: Writing a response with some form of conitnuition or writing from your characters perspective would greatly enhance your chances of getting a response.

In a world where cum is a valuable resource, men have a new job opportunity as he-bulls. To be fed, grown, and milked on a daily basis and acquiring stardom beyond famous actors and singers. After all, who wouldn't want a "collab" with a man who literally cannot lose his thigh-length erection after years of genetic modification in his diet and injections.

You find yourself as one of these bulls in the annual performance check at the farm you work with. It's a spectacle where people come to watch the bulls in action, something normally reserved for their expensive private chambers or in the common-room in the milking barn. The sun is bringing a welcome warmth to the spring day as your engorged cock and balls are on display for the spectators to view. Lines up with your brethren as dozens and dozens of beautiful women line up in front of you. The contest is simple: he who produces the most gets promoted.

A promotion to a "Gold Ring" bull is rare and the farm only have 50 of them at a time. Some are here competing to ensure their status as one. But most are Silver Rings staring at the buffet of women who are all ready to assist in producing as much cum as you possibly can.

Are you an up-and-cumming Silver Ring eager to earn your promotion? Are you maybe an established and famous Gold Ring with loads so big it'd put a fire hose to shame? Whoever you are, the whistle is about to blow, and so are you.

Hello! I'd like to do a prompt with "He-bulls" as a male equivalent to hucows. As the prompt explains, these men are employed at a farm to simply produce cum which is then sold off by the farm for whatever products it's used for. I have prompts for the he-bull farm alone if you'd simply want to know more or play in a more mundane farm setting as well.

I'm very much into hyper and it's expected for this. Minimum cock size for this would be somewhere around 12 inches and I have a very strong preference for extremes in body type. Whether you're extremely muscly, round, tall, short, doesn't matter. I simply don't want a "kinda tall with swimmer's body". I also very much prefer to play very busty characters so if you're a boob guy, you're in luck. I am very happy to be curvy all around but I would like my chest to at least be the size of my own head just for my own aesthetics. If any other specific traits are requested, we can easily work that out.

Kinks: hyper, expansion, stomach bulges, cumflation, hyper cum loads, passionate sex, clothed sex, outercourse, cock milking, condoms

The director watched the new submission for the third time. Her enthusiasm and willingness to fuck out in her yard like that. The director shook his head. None of the eager ones lasted long. Oh well he thought they always needed new talent. He turned his chair to the bank of monitors, leaving the pleading dog lovers video playing in the background. In one corner a woman was kneeling between the legs of a horse. Her look of disgust clear across her face as she licked the leaking tip of the horse’s flared cock. Even Hercules his prize stallion wasn’t enjoying the woman’s lack luster effort.

Next to the pathetic attempt at a blow job another hopeful was 3/4 of the way inside a breeding tube. Only her ass and legs sticking out for the camera to see. A close up of her face showed fear and anticipation as another nude woman lead Buster the pony behind her. The trapped woman let out a muffled scream as the pony placed his front hooves on the mount. The other woman a long time performer named Cowgirl Cathy stroked and sucked Buster. The older woman slowly forced the entire flared head of Buster’s cock into her mouth.

Pausing to catch her breath and re adjusting her position so she could fist the trapped younger woman. The in tunnel cam showed a shocked expression as Cathy quickly causes her to orgasm her fist finding just the right spot, warming the trapped woman up for her costar. All the while the aging pornstar is swallowing more and more of the ponies oversized cock. Her throat tenses and the flared head and veiny shaft are clearly visible in her esophagus. She gags slightly before somehow forcing her lips right to the fleshy ring near the base. As Cowgirl Cathy pulls the huge member from her mouth the director turns back to the video behind him. Despite the monitors not playing any sound a piercing scream can be heard as the screen shows the trapped woman being ravaged by the brown colored pony.

“Alice, send an invitation to the new applicant. I think both Buster and Hercules need a new playmate”. Bored with his actresses performance the director strokes himself as he watches the new hopeful get knotted for the fourth time. This girl has potential he thinks.

Your eyes open to soft orange light streaming in around the curtains from the window. I’m gone, having already begun preparations for your special day. The bedstand is cleared off of its usual phone chargers, lamp, and notepads. Instead a bottle of water rests atop it, and a small note. Reaching out to it you find your wrists cuffed in soft cotton rope, but still able to move, and grab. It reads in my handwriting, “There’s no rush this morning, honey. Take all the time in bed that you want. I’ll be back with breakfast soon so in the meantime, think about what else I can do for you today.” A kiss of wet maroon lipstick stamps the bottom.

In my place on the puffy comforter beside you is a gathering of toys. A pile of coiled ropes and dildos in different colors, a large hitachi wand, 3 sizes of butt plugs, gags, clamps, and of course, a chastity belt for consideration. Our collection has grown quite impressively.

The door is cracked open. Down the hall you hear the oven opening, a pan being drawn out, and soft music playing. Shortly after, the aroma of fresh-baked scones reaches our bedroom, along with the sound of fruit being chopped. 

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Hello! I’m Willow, a 23 year old trans girl who would love to treat someone to a special day of bondage! You’ll be gently dominated, pampered, and either pleased or teased to your hearts content.

I love to write, focusing on descriptions and detail for setting a scene, but also enjoy quick back-and-forth roleplay for actions and conversation. What I need from you is to tell me everything you would want in your perfect kinky day! Who would your domme be? A friend, lover, roommate, student, family member? Are you a masochist who smiles by being pinched, punched, degraded, and denied, or a precious princess who needs soft touches, gentle pleasure, and affectionate praise for being a good little rope bunny? What outfit would you wear, if any, and what attire would your darling domme ideally be in? Is it all about the kink or shall we go about a normal day with ropes and toys to add to it? Is sex important or out of sight? Are you a size queen who needs the biggest toys and plumpest girldicks to use you, or will vibrators and a finger or two be plenty to satisfy? Is this a Locktober celebration, where you’re locked away in a belt? What games do you want to play, food you want to eat, or movies you want to watch?

Tell me everything you’d want to be part of your perfect day, or just introduce yourself and stay along for whatever ride I take you on (pleaseeeee at least give me a little bit to go off of)\\\~

My only limits are gore, scat, ABDL, and smells.

So, feel free to introduce your character/self, list your kinks and limits, tell me your favorite fruit, and maybe pick up the scene where I left off. Happy Bondage Day!

The hot summer sun beamed through the forest nestled behind our suburban house, the rays of sunlight splitting through the trees before going through the large glass windows. Our windows in the living room ran from floor to the ceiling, giving us as much natural light as we could ever dream off, aswell as a beautiful view of our back yard the beautiful Forrest that engrossed our small town.

It was a Friday, dinner had been served and eaten, and you were now sitting in your usual spot in the living room - The lazy chair, more than 15 years old, but a stable of the living room. After a long day at work, you could bet money we would find you there sooner, rather than later. Our 18 years old son sat a little to the right, placed on the large, modern couch. The two of you were four minutes into some movie you happened to stumble across while switching between channels.

Adam suddenly looked over at you, clearly bored from the movie. You couldn’t really blame him, neither eld you had seen it before, and you had fell upon it midway through its run time, and therefor new nothing about it. “You know dad, I really liked the dinner mom made tonight - but it was kinda hard to focus on the great feast, when all I could concentrate on was her massive, perky tits” His voice was casual and laid back, as if he had said something arbitrary. You however, jolted up from your seat, wide eyed. Adam looked at you, his brown curly hair framing his strong, manly features, smiling casually.

Now in his defense my boobs were my most notable features which was really saying something. They were huge! Large, full, and firm, even bursting from a double KK-cup. Vaulting off my chest, perky and smooth and terrifically round, still possessing that youthful jiggle. Trusting no one to gaze when small satin robes or sheer robes enter the picture. The ends of the robe stopping at my mid-thigh, the loosely tied belt the only thing barely protecting me from flashing my landing strip. Even though my exposed waist and cleavage told a story of their own.

A scowl formed on your face, this had become a familiar occurrence. Adam making lewd comments about me whenever the two of you were alone…. “Did you see how moms fat ass bounced in that high waisted g-string??” Or “I think I could titty fuck moms massive tits while she sucked my knob, bet you aren’t that massive pops”, or “God I love the way mom's tits slap against each other in her robe, she fucking glides around like a prime piece of milfy fuck meat!”. You had of course protested these comments, yelling and screaming, but it didn’t seem to have any effect whatsoever, he just kept going. You had talked to me about it, but I had just rolled my blue eyes while fastening my blonde wavy hair in a ponytail, my nipples slipping out of my silk robe while I simply stated “It’s natural to have a little locker room talk with your father…” but you could have sworn you saw a glint, a dirty and deprived glint in the corner of my eye as you turned around…

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Yes! So, I’m obviously looking for someone to play the husband/father. I see us as an upper class family, in a nice town. We live with our son Adam, he’s an intelligent, good looking man, 18 and will head of to college after the summer vacation ends. He’s athletic, and tall and carries an 11 inch cock! Which he shamelessly wants to bury inside your wife, his own mother! My name is Topanga, blue eyes, blonde wavy hair, tiny waist, tight stomach, massive perky tits and a phat peachy ass, long sexy legs…

All in all I think you make your mother model various clothing that can range from baby oil to full on dresses. Giving your mother a hidden aphrodisiac to get her high and horny, continuing to push boundaries. Maybe light up some weed so your father could dismiss every touch, or inappropriate talk? Before he truly catches on?

I’d prefer it if you controlled the husband/son and I play the mother but we can share responsibility on the son if need be.

Kinks: Boob focus, Cheating, betrayal, massive cocks, sneaky, almost caught, dirty talk, corruption, groping, lying, body worship, comparisons, scantily clad, barefoot (just me), fun realistic dialogues, weed and aphrodisiac pills, compliments...

Specific Specific Kinks, not every scene has to follow this, but if you see fit by all means.

I enjoy being barefoot, I am not really into feetplay like that but I just find it sexy to be barefoot idk just a small detail I always like to have, very primal, very sexy (not many would agree), or maybe I like showing off my white nails too much.

Wearing next to nothing but still can appeal decent at a first or second glance, wearing a very small satin robe, her breasts just spilling out even showing off some of her nipples, and if you looked down you can typically see the robe parted and see her bare vagina or ass. Like to be that exposed and everyone just like ignoring the fact that I am indecent is something I am into. When I walk the loose belt unravels revealing my nude upper half.

Limits: scat, vore, gore, one liners

If you're interested, shoot me a PM! Do tell me what you would have the mother wearing. Creativity always gets priority.

One liners will get ignored, so the more you type the more you will profit.

You knew you were screwed as soon as you got the email from Dr. Jay.

Subject: Rome Paper

Hello,

Please come see me during office hours ASAP regarding your essay on the Roman Civil Wars. This is urgent so please make time to see me this week, or I will schedule a meeting with the dean.

Dr. John Jay

Professor of Ancient History

You knew you shouldn't have cheated on that paper. You had never cheated on a paper in your life, but it was due and you really didn't even think Dr. Jay would check. He was always talking about his workouts and you thought he would probably be too busy to check whether your paper was AI. Evidently, he had not.

After a short mental debate, you decided to go to Dr. Jay's office immediately after the gym without changing. You knew his hours ended at 7 and were hoping that by arriving just at the end of hours he wouldn't have the time to spend chewing you out. At 6:59, you knocked on his door, and his deep voice beckoned you to come in.

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Hello! Today's prompt is a pretty standard professor-student prompt with a twist. You've been caught cheating and the professor gives you an ultimatum: free-use for 24 hours or he'll get you expelled. I think you know which option you have to take.

Kinks: professor-student, under-desk BJ, creampie/breeding, ripping clothing, collars/chained to desk

Limits: toilet, blood/gore, beast

Look forward to hearing from you!

A thick forest. Heaving breaths. The stomping of your feet on the earth below you. You start sprinting faster, the sweet smell of ovulation filling your nostrils, the scent almost intoxicating. Your large, muscular body knocks down branches plants as you barrel past them, your foot-and-a-half long dick swinging between your thighs as your girthy tip leaks huge globs of seed. Your mouth waters as you feel your instincts pushing you towards your purpose: find a mate, and put your seed inside her, just as your father did. You couldn’t actually comprehend a thought that complex, but the end goal was the same: find a soft wet hole attached to a girl who’s small and weak, and dump every ounce of jizz in your apple-sized balls inside her.

After beating down countless obstacles through hostile nature, you finally find her. You crouch down behind the greenery around you to hide yourself as you stare off at this beautiful wonder from afar. A pretty girl, bathing her body in a pond. The fresh water glistens off her smooth, silky skin. Her hair looks beautiful, long and flowing despite being drenched in water. Her breasts are massive, nearly outsizing her head, her butt big enough and hips wide enough to grab onto. Your massive rod brings to pulsate with excitement, hardening and getting long enough to press into the leaves on the ground below you, the plants on the ground being wiped with precum. You knew you had to take this girl and mate with her, no matter what.

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In biology, there’s a phrase used to describe a chart projecting fertility and life expectancy: a “fecundity-lifespan” chart. If you compare tons of different animals, you can see that a sort of curve forms from the results, with low fecundity/fertility species living longer lives, and high fecundity species living shorter lives. Different animals lie on different ends of the curve, with rabbits on one end and (surprisingly enough) humans on the other.

However, I’ve always wondered how it would be like to be on the other end. What would it be like if humans operated like rabbits, constantly breeding in large numbers over and over in a short life. What if the entirety of humans existence was solely about breeding, with humans dozens of pregnancies. producing several offspring in each “litter”. I’d like to explore that idea the this RP.

This would manifest in a number of ways. For one, humans lifespans would be far shorter as compensation for massively increased birth rates. Pregnancy would be far faster and far more common, being less than a quarter compared to reality, with women having 3-6 pregnancies a year. Pregnancy would be less dangerous as women’s bodies would directly develop to tolerate the greater bodily stress from both men’s gigantic breeding-sticks and the large offspring they jam inside their tummies. Generations would also cycle through more quickly, with desirable traits being selected for more quickly and becoming widespread. Humans would develop far faster, maturing mentally and physically in much less time. (If you read this far, be a dear and add your favorite color to your intro message, just so I know who the attentive ones are)

Women would almost always be thin and petite, with large breasts (for higher volume, higher nutrient milk) and attractive, symmetrical faces being almost universal. Women would also tend to be physically weak, as more easily breedable women would produce more offspring from forced breeding than stronger counterparts. Men would tower over women, their musculature developing quickly and substantially as the harshness of nature and natural selection means that only the best of the best men passed on their genes.

Because of all these changes, humanity would stop being a dominant overconsumer of resources, causing food and other necessities to become plentiful, making survival on a base level very easy. This would be offset by the fact that women would only be bred by the most desirable and strong men, able to either seduce or force their way into cumming inside as many women as possible. Animals and wildlife would become far more common too, as humans would prioritize fucking and breeding over hunting and gathering in surplus.

If this prompt seems interesting to you, please feel free to message me at any time. I’ll respond as soon as I can, and make sure to include your kinklist so I know you read through this!

She woke up in the middle of the night a single drop of cold sweat falling from her chin. Sydney couldn't sleep. Her chest felt tight and she was so cold. No matter how much she bundled up she felt the cold sinking deeper into her, her fingers had felt numb since yesterday and her fingernails were starting to turn black. She hadn't been able to eat either and she felt like she was starving.. Each time she tried to eat she just couldn't keep anything down. She was fairly sure she was dying but the doctors said all of her tests came back healthier than ever.   

She threw the covers off and swung her legs over the side of her bed. Letting her bare feet touch the ground- she expected it to be freezing, instead it felt warm. Her body must have been colder than the floor, and that thought made her grimace as she staggered to the bathroom. She needed a drink, She was so thirsty. Then she stopped seeing her reflection. One of her Iris' had turned deep red and it looked like the red color was spreading to the other one. Slowly overtaking her blue eyes. She took a horrified step backwards and stared in fear. lightly touching her own cheek as if none of this was real.   

Hey there, I'm Hex. I'm an avid text Rp'er and I've been playing D&D for years. Primarily as a GM. I'm also an artist! How good of an artist you can determine for yourself by checking out my page or my bsky if you're so inclined. Fair warning I draw monster girl smut and werewolf stuff.  

I probably won't tell you much about who I am beyond that, other than I'm a girl and 21+. I like to keep my real life and my ERP and art separate for a number of reasons. 

I am dying to do a long drawn out vampire transformation. If the right partner asks I'd be willing to consider mutual, but really right now I'm looking for someone to primarily GM/Lead this story and transformation for me. 

If we have an Rp that I haven't responded to, just poke me! I'm busy Irl and extremely Adhd, and if you're reading this consider that fair warning. Irl always comes first, and that applies to my partners too if they get busy.

I'd love to discuss this set up with you, to work out the details. Here is the pitch to start, and to give you an idea of what I'm looking for. A vampire has turned Sydney and is waiting and watching for Sydney to come to her, so she can guide her in this new life. I'd love it if this Vampire is a woman and poor straight Sydney finds herself more and more attracted to women just like the Vampire who turned her. 

For the right partner I would also consider a werewolf version of this prompt but don't get your hopes up to much. 

I also enjoy gender transformation themes, and a lot of focus on instincts, urges and mental changes. 

If you think this sounds fun please hit me up, Introduce yourself and tell me your kinks and limits as well as any of your ideas for the story. Prove to me I don't need to hide a password in a post to get well written replies, I believe in you. 

It was extremely unlikely that this was even going to happen. A Harem? In this day and age? No way. Still, we had to try and get the word out that anybody who is feeling… extra submissive… should report to 222 Bull Run this coming Saturday to go over all of the details that would be entailed in being a part of this harem.

I had started my own business when I was just 18 and what started off as a little website made by a high schooler quickly turned into one of the most profitable websites in the country. 11 years later and I really don’t have any work to do for my company. I’ve hired so many employees to do the work that all I do is sit back and collect money. I had all the time in the world, and so I figured that I should turn my current home into a harem.

Saturday night came around and to my surprise, a few people did show up. I started by greeting everybody and welcoming them into my home as I gave a tour of the place. There were plenty of rooms that were converted into bedrooms, each with their own queen sized bedroom, closet, and private bathroom. The kitchen was absolutely massive. It had multiple refrigerators and held as much food as you could possibly think of. There were casual lounging rooms that had various couches and chairs and visually pleasing artwork on the walls. The only room that I did not show the ladies was the master bedroom. My bedroom. That room is invite only, and going in that room without permission would result in strict punishment.

Once we all made our way down to one of the lounge rooms I began to go over the rules of the harem. “Good Evening, my name is Julius and I’ll be running this establishment while you are staying here. The biggest rule overall is communication. I am a very reasonable guy and if you feel that there is something wrong with what is going on here, you are more than welcome to share that with me and I will guarantee you that you will be heard and we will address any issues head on. With that being said, everyone here tonight has come on their own will and if you wish to stay, you will be signing a document stating you agree and understand all of the rules set forth by me.” I say walking around the room.

I then hand out the document that I referred to as I start reading from the top of the page. “The following are the rules of the harem on Bull Run. Please sign your name below to indicate you have read and acknowledged all of the following rules.

1.) Do not go into the master bedroom unless you are invited to do so.

2.) You will be living at this residence and you should treat it like it is your own residence. You are in charge of cooking your own meals, cleaning up after yourself, and keeping the overall cleanliness of this place in tact. I (Julius) will be providing all of the food and any accommodations you might need while staying here.

3.) Nudity is strongly encouraged but not required. If there are any requests on what type of attire you would like to wear while staying at the harem, please let Julius know and he will make sure to have it for you within 24 hours.

4.) There will be a tier system for this harem. The first week will be a test to see who will be known as the “Secondary.” This means that from the start, you will all be equal to each other, but below me in ranking. Once that week is up and the Secondary is decided, she will be a step above the rest of you, but still below me. The tier system is interchangeable. If I (Julius) feel that there needs to be somebody else as the Secondary, that change will be made as soon as possible.

5.) Again, you have decided to come here by your own choice, I (Julius) do not want to see anybody here who is not enjoying themselves. If this is not what you had expected it to be after a week or two, please come talk to me privately and we can work something out.”

I handed out pens for everybody to sign their names at the bottom and waited for all of them to be signed to collect them. “Perfect. You ladies have the rest of the night to explore the different rooms, choose a bedroom you’d like, meet and talk to your new roommates. Tomorrow morning we will officially begin.” I say with a smile before taking the documents upstairs to my bedroom and closing the door.

Hi there! Thank you for reading all of that. I know that this is a very high risk high reward prompt, but it doesn’t hurt to put it out there and see who all responds.

A little about me, I have been roleplaying for over 10 years now and have been an English teacher for over 5 years so I would like to think that my writing skills are pretty good. I am looking for multiple writers who can write at least three paragraphs in a response (or just really long a detailed paragraphs in general). The goal here is the get enough of a response where we have enough to actually start a harem! It might take a few posts so your patience is always appreciated.

Like I said in my post, the biggest thing for me is communication! Not everybody in this harem is gonna have the exact same kinks and I want to make sure that I can accommodate to each and every person who replies to this prompt. Please be open and kind with me and I will make sure that the orgasms will come tenfold to you.

If you are interested, let’s talk first! Reply with your name, your age, your kinks, and any other fun facts you’d might like me to know! I hope you have a nice day!

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I so fucking annoyed that I got pulled into this ridiculous beach party with the boys. I feel so out of place. I’m a gamer and here I am walking around in a bikini while everyone is hammered. The whole thing smells like weed and sunscreen and I just want to be out of the sand and at home reading a book. Unfortunately the guys always have a way of getting me out of my comfort zone via guilt trip.

I stand to the side of the bonfire, determined to not interact with anyone. Despite my best attempts, a very pretty girl stumbles my way. My gaydar goes off immediately as she checks my body from head to toe. 

“Hey there………. So I’m guessing your waiting on your session with the group yea?! Hoping you win out tonight?!” She says as she flirtingly touches my shoulder. “I’m Bria, and I have a feeling that if we pitched us both as a package, we might just be lucky enough to entice them into picking us…….. I’m pretty sure they’ve gang fucked every girl here so we need to offer something new”

I’m taken aback but what she’s saying. She must be too drunk to function.

“Hi Bria, I’m Janine. I’m not sure what your talking about exactly?! Are you talking about the boys throwing the party?! They are my coworkers… I know them VERY WELL. I’m pretty sure your confused”

Bria smiles like a bitch that has a fun secret. I have admit she looks pretty hot when she’s cocky. 

“Well…. Your coworkers that you know so well….. they are notorious for gangfucking girls together. I know myself from personal experience. I’m shocked you didn’t know…. Must not know them as well as you thought.”

I feel heat radiate through my pussy as the realization comes to me that she’s telling the truth. All this time, I’ve been one of the guys, and didn’t know the guys liked to fuck Chicks together.

Well all that’s about to change.
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Heyoo slutty people! I’m looking for fun MMMF (or more) type exchange. I’m open to playing it out anyway that you think would work best. My main thing is I want to be a typical tomboy, with my hat backwards that says dude. Someone that you wouldn’t expect to want to get gang fucked right away…. But my sexual side is very different couples things to know 
-I’m very very very turned on by extremely rough oral sex. I’m talking like put a bowl underneath you while you work type shit. 
- I love DP and anal. Would like to build up to it of course, and would even be down to play my character as an anal virgin.
-like CNC or any dynamic to make things rougher

Favourite Kinks(None required): Anything to do with Cum, Body Writing, Bondage, Choking, Control, Ripping Clothes, Toys, Degradation, Exhausted sex, Facials, Gangbangs, Group Sex, Humiliation, Photos, Recording, Rough Sex, Stretching Holes, Getting thrown around, Sloppy Oral (TO THE POINT OF SPITTING UP BILE), Spit Roasts, Spitting, Flirting, Dirty Talk, 

Limits: incest, scat, vore, gore.

I've always known that I'm attracted to powerful women, women who know what they want and aren't afraid to get it. That's why the moment i saw your for the first time I knew I'm in trouble. I've always kept to myself even though secretly I've been the biggest perv all my life and was always searching for the women who'll see through me and own me.

Hey, i hope this caught your attention, I'm looking for dominant or switch women who know how to take care of their baby boy. Let me introduce myself, I'm Peter, I'm 22 years old and I'm from the Netherlands! I've been roleplaying for a long time and quite regularly. I'm a switch and I'm into many different things. My kinks include deep sloppy blowjobs, cock worship, deep throating, face fucking, balls being sucked. Rimming ( both ways), sharing, threesomes, gangbangs, ffm, mff, double penetration. Creampie, anal, legal age gaps, size difference, rough sex, dirty talk, passionate sex, teasing, edging, humiliation, degradation, bdsm, bondage, chastity, collars, leashes, pegging, cuckolding

I have two prompts from which you can choose from:

1) the popular college nerd:

Everyone fell in love with you the moment they saw you. Eyes would lock on you the moment you entered the campus, boys would be praying so that you end up in their class while girls clung onto their boyfriends tightlys when they saw their cocks get erect for you. You had the whole university on your fingertip, as you focused on your studies and went through college life without any drama. But a girl has needs doesn't she. Whenever you felt turned on, you would pick up your phone and call the guy with the biggest dick over, it was easy for you since practically everyone had sent a dick pick to you by now. I had always been in your class, but i had never even spoken to you, since i knew i had no shot with you. Until one day when we were all alone in the library studying together when you spoke to me , " aren't we in the same class". Needless to say that we soon became a couple, i was practically worshiping you... everything that you wanted you would get from me and in return you only had to say " good boy".

2) step mom turns into a slut.

Life was perfect until my mom and dad split up, our simple yet happy family was broken when my mom found out my father was cheating on her with you... and clearly you were dating him for his money as he really didn't have any qualities to get you otherwise. An old man who was hardly attractive could never attract a sexy milf like you, unless you saw him roam around in his ferrari and the mansion where he lived. You tricked him into marrying you and took me as your son aswell. You even tried to stay loyal to him for a while... but a slut can't stay from her beloved cocks can she. Maybe you hide your lovers well at first... but then you stop caring... I'm woken up to your moans one random night... which quickly becomes a nightly routine.... . It's hard for a boy like me to control my boners when there's a lady moaning like a slut so closeby... i start jerking off to your sweet moans every night until one day i decide to peek in.... . That day everything changes ... your hung bull catches me jerking off and after that there's no turning back... I'm all yours...

Hey! Hope you loved what you read. I hope to hear from you soon.

My whole adult life iv dated women but my last relationship really broke me, we were together for 1 year but it felt like 10, everything was so intimate and loving, we told each other everything, that is until I found out she was fucking a girl from her job, we had this big explosive break up where she pointed out all my insecurities and blah blah blah we broke up and I hate her fucking guts, the crazy thing is that this isn’t the first time this kind of thing has happened, Iv been cheated on before and Iv even cheated on partners and never been caught but i feel like after so long with dating women it just feels so negative and emotionally charged, don’t get me wrong there is nothing better than pussy but like fuck is it even worth it to keep dating women? I know if I turned straight it would make my mom and dad proud, yunnno what iv never had a real cock in my life, maybe I should start dating a guy.

From here the rp can change

1. ⁠Idea is that you are my older brother, your actually the first person I told about this and now it’s been 4 months and Iv been squirting on your face, riding your cock and basically been a dream girlfriend for you for that past 4 months
   
2. ⁠Your my childhood best friend, we’ve been tight through our whole lives, and now that we’re older you def always stared and wanted a piece of my fat ass, now that I’m trying men you get your shot, again we skip forward 4 months and you can’t believe how much I love getting cream pies, we are def more fuck buddids then straight up dating
   
3. ⁠This idea is that I’m actually your milf aunty or mom, you’ve grown up seeing me date and marry 4 separate love of my loves only for me to get hurt over and over again by these other evil women, but now that you have your university degree and I’m single, I can finally fuck your brains out
   
4. ⁠Your idea
   
5. ⁠I could be the hot sexy porn and onlyfans lesbian model who wants to start fucking my male fans through tips and free give aways!!

Alright now a little bit of extra so you know what I want/like (BIG BONUS POINTS if you play a fat or ugly character, I hate hunky/gym bros)

I am feeling a rp with a lot of flirting!!! A lot of PDA, like slapping my ass, grabbing my ass, grabbing my tits, kissing my ass and kissing my tits, kissing my neck, grinding, fingering me in public, walking around with a butt plug in, squirting, kissing, spitting in my mouth

I hate slow burn and I also hate jumping right into sex, there is a good middle ground where we are already slightly involved, maybe having already had sex and maybe not but we at the very least are so comfortable that we make out
I don’t like starting at the beginning of a relationship but I love starting at the near beginning or middle or already deeply in it!!

My kinks are pretty extensive, I love booty slaps/rubs/grabs, I love when any thing is in my ass, a butt plug, tongue, fingers, your cock, a vibrator, anything!! I’m a huge anal slut!! I love cum! Let me drink it and of course I love deep cream pies and cum in my ass. I love taboo things, I’m a big fan of perverts, I love ugly men, fat guys, slobs in general, the homeless. They give me the best compliments and I am a huge attention whore, compliment slut!!!. I love public sex and just doing things in public, I love giving head, I love drinking piss, I love either being totally obsessed with one person, or being a huge slut and fucking any guy in sight. I also love married men

Limits are things I do not like, I hate pregnancy or anything to do with pregnancy. I hate anything forced/rape, anything like that. I hate humiliation or degrading, not into cucking. Not into poop or puke or feet. Not into hand cuffs or getting tied up, not into being blind folded. Not really into sub/dom play, It’s boring too me and feels to controlling, I love my freedom to do what ever I want in bed or out of it.

Hi! I’m looking for a literate partner who can play out this rather taboo scene with me. I tend to write between one to three paragraphs per post depending on the scene; for an idea like this, it tends to be a single paragraph per post. I write scenes over a few days (because I find that one of us will always get interrupted at some point) with typically 2 - 3 responses per day and I can use Reddit or discord, whichever your preference.

Below is my starter! I’m happy to compromise on some details such as appearances and relations. I’m even happy for you to play as both or either one of the female characters. I’d love to discuss ideas or details with you before starting so don’t be afraid to ask questions or suggest ideas.

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My heart pounded as you led me away from the main party and up the stairs towards the bedrooms. Your hand curled around mine, your skin soft and smooth as I watched your ass move side to side in those tight jeans with each step. I could barely believe this was real. I wasn’t ugly, but I was distinctly average while you were two years my senior and practically a goddess. You’d been friends with my sister for longer than I could remember and I had admired you for just as long.

As we reached the top of the stairs you smiled and pulled me in for another kiss. It was shorter than ones we had shared downstairs, but it left me wanting more, just as you intended. Purposefully you turned me towards one of the doors and closed it behind us. Barely able to see in the dark, I could just about make out a double bed in the centre of the room and a bed stand to the right of it. I gulped, this was really happening.

I gentle push on my chest and you had me sitting back onto the bed. The bedside lamp half illuminated the room as you switched it on and stood before me with a wry smile, your eyes locking on the part of the bed behind me. I turn my head to investigate it and i frown as I see the passed out figure beside me. I stand to move around the bed and instantly recognise her.

“We should find another room..” I start. But you shake your head.

“This is the only one free honey.”

“Yeah but, I can’t, not next to..”

“Nope. Not next to.”

I just frown in confusion.

“You want to fuck me?” You ask, coming closer. “Then you have to fuck her first. It’s ok. She’s too passed out to remember. And I won’t tell anyone.”

“But but but... she’s my sister!”

"Well, your loss... anything you do to her.. I'll let you do to me!"

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Kinks (not all are applicable here) -

coercion, reluctance, dub-con, non-con, oral sex (giving and receiving), facials, multiple cumshots, multiple orgasms, fingering, forced bi fem, forced lesbian, forced ffm, voyeur, exhibitionism, photographing/filming and more that I will inevitably have forgotten

Limits

impregnation, lactation, tentacles, underage, animals, blood, scat, pee, mmf, cuckolding

i absolutely love the "corrupting the innocent" trope, and i'm looking for a partner to play out a highly explicit, slow-burn dynamic with me.

the plot:

i play a guy who is lean, muscular, and physically imposing, but mentally? i am completely clueless. i’m the sweet, naive guy who genuinely thinks you just want to "watch a movie" or "study." i have zero experience, and i am completely oblivious to obvious sexual tension.

you play the girl who realizes exactly how innocent i am, and decides to weaponize it entirely for your own satisfaction.

you start testing the waters—asking me for deep tissue massages because my "hands are so strong," changing in front of me because we're "just friends," or straddling my lap to read and just... staying there. i blush, get completely flustered, and try to hide how hard you're making me, genuinely believing you have no idea what you're doing to my body.

but your libido is crazy high, and you realize you can get away with anything. you start pushing the boundaries, maybe convincing me that you need to "teach me" how to touch a woman so i don't embarrass myself in the future. you guide my strong hands exactly where you want them, using my endless gym stamina to edge you and make you finish over and over.

you slowly turn this strong, oblivious guy into your personal toy, making me do incredibly dirty, explicit things while framing them as "favors," until you have me completely addicted to pleasing you without me even fully comprehending how badly you've corrupted me.

if you want to completely corrupt a clueless guy, slide into my dms with your age, your favorite setting for this, and the exact excuse you're going to use to get me out of my clothes in our first scene.