God, I hated Puja Chakravarti. I’d meet the snooty brown bitch when we’d both been freshman, and the first thing I noticed was that she was hot. And not “hot for an ethnic girl”, she was hot.

Of course, the second thing I noticed was that she was an obnoxious activist who supported every batshit crazy left wing cause under the sun. It seemed like there wasn’t a single moment she wasn’t blaming “cis white men” for this that or the other thing. Me being me, I started going out of my way to goad her, say shit that I knew would offend her, poke holes in her arguments. We had a solid academic rivalry going by the end of our first class together, and I think we were both pretty mutual in our loathing, three years later.

I’d been more than a little irritated when Puja had moved into my building, even into a nicer apartment than me. But I had to admit, she wasn’t a bad neighbor, and sometimes I got a glimpse of her ass when she was out at the pool.

Today, we’d had a campus debate between the Young Conservatives and Progressives. Me and Puja had only been one of a number of debaters on each side, but our debate against each other was easily the highlight, devolving quickly into personal insults.

After the hall had cleared out, I’d noticed someone had left their laptop open on a chair. I opened it up to see whose it was and was shocked to find I was looking over the computer of Miss Puja Chakravarti.

Well, I wasn’t going to be THAT shitty…probably. I’d return it to her. Maybe she’d shut the hell up about how much of a “white privileged asshole” I was then. As I was closing it up, I accidentally opened the desktop, and a folder caught my eye: “White Boys ❤️”.

If the title surprised me, the contents stunned me: a half dozen subfolders, each with different names like “Brandon” “Jackson” “Will”. Each one containing pictures of Puja…face glazed in cum, mouth stuffed with cock, riding on top of a white boy’s face, even one of her doing anal. This was on top of the copious amount of interracial porn…

This was the jackpot. My head was still spinning as I headed back home. I took the elevator up to Puja's with the laptop in hand, and knocked on the door…

Hello! I've been in the mood for an RP based heavily off raceplay and political play, and so I figured this idea about an affair between two passionate rivals at university might hit the spot!

To be clear, I was NOT thinking this idea would involve any blackmail. Happy to discuss specifics, but I was thinking this would be much more along the lines of consensual hate-sex than anything else.

Additionally, the character of "Puja" is just a placeholder for the prompt...she can really be any student of color character in the general age range.

Hopefully, this sounds like fun! While I'll try to respond to everyone, DMs will get quicker responses than chats, and if you're willing to play through discord, you'll get an even quick response than that!

Hope to hear from you!

Every morning I had the same routine. Wake up, make myself a pot of coffee, make sure I don't have anything major I need to do remotely for work, and sit out on the porch and watch the world come to life. People peeking out the door to check on the weather, letting pets out, and leaving for work.

Every morning you had the same routine. Wake up, make some coffee, make sure your wife doesn't forget anything for work, and sit in the kitchen watching the world come to life.

I'd smile and wave to your wife as they left, as a friendly neighbor does. We got along fairly well, letting one another borrow things or getting the mail if either of us were on vacation.

Soon you'd see me head back inside, and not too long after that you would come casually walking across the street for our breakfast. Sometimes we went to a diner, but we both enjoyed staying at my house the best.

By lunchtime we ended up in the shower, washing our shame away. Id pull you in tight, whispering into your ear, telling you to give it up. Move in with me, get off birth control, have the kids you've always wanted. Maybe today would be the day.

Maybe you'd get dressed, picking a new outfit from the ever changing pile of clothes you'd leave at my house, and put it off for another day. But you'd still be back tomorrow, and maybe with your wife in tow.

Kinks: Impregnation, lactation, gentle mdom/fsub, age gap, romance, cheating, bondage, facials, cum play, rough sex, corruption, orientation play(If you play as a lesbian/bi gal, and further if you play as two women)

Limits: anal, blood, toilet play.

(Sorry beforehand, I do not check chat. Please feel free to jump right into the in RP via PM if you'd like, or we can talk about it first. Please say more than just you like it, or you'd like to play.)

I’ve been driving for Uber for almost a year, and it’s been quite an experience. Every day is different, and my car has become like a second home to me. I've seen it all, from early mornings on my off-days, from my job with sleepy office workers to late nights with lively party-goers. I’m working the late shift tonight, hoping to wrap up the night with a few more fares before I head home.

The app alerts me with a new request from one of the city’s famous nightclubs. I checked the details and saw that the request was from Jackie, who has a 5-star rating. Her profile picture shows a young woman with a radiant smile and striking features. I can’t help but think she looks pretty, and I’m curious about her. The app instructs me to meet her by the club at the corner of the street, which seems like a good plan. I drive over and park my well-used but comfortable sedan in a spot that gives me a clear view of the club entrance.

As I wait, I watch the crowd moving around the street. The nightlife here is vibrant, with people chatting and laughing. I check my phone frequently to ensure I haven’t missed any updates. My car is tidy and has a few personal touches—a small air freshener, a couple of travel mugs in the cup holders, and a stack of well-organized papers in the glove compartment. I’m ready for Jackie’s arrival.

Time passes slowly, and I wonder if I’m in the right place. As I’m about to double-check the app, I see a figure approaching. I don’t hear a door open, but I see her through the window. She’s looking around, and I can’t be sure, but she seems like she could be Jackie.

I gather my nerves and prepare to greet her. I glance at my phone to confirm her details, which include my name, Tony. I open the window and say, “Hi, Jackie?”

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Hello! Thank you for making it this far. For this story, I wanted to portray an experience between a driver and his client. I am very open to switching roles and having you be the driver and me the person summoning a ride if that interests you as well.

As always, OOC is encouraged but not necessary. I do prefer Discord over Reddit, but I am fine with having it through DMs as my chat feature tends to fail on me.

So, let’s discuss the details of this story and share our kinks and limits. I’d love to hear from you! Oh, and all my other stories are also available if you're interested.

Writing style: first person
Medium: Reddit message or chat (considering discord, gauging interest now)
Investment: short or long term
Kinks: https://imgur.com/0gsQ7VF

Currently searching for a roleplay partner to play as the girlfriend/wife/crush (if planning a friendzone style prompt) for a threesome gone wrong prompt. I’ve had quite a penchant for this recently and would love to play it out. Main idea centers around it just being us and our roommate (could even be a mutual friend or coworker of mine/yours) and you discover he has a huge cock, you not being used to that sort of thing get curious and after some searching find out about hotwife/cuckolding and hatch a plot to cuck me after you discover a new kink that validates your slutty nature. You even help encourage and condition me into being okay with it by being more sexually driven. If we want to even make it more hot we can use my lack of size and stamina as a plot element tied with chastity, using the excuse that we can increase my size and stamina with chastity, teasing, edging and “aphrodisiacs” (that really just make me horny but limp) if you would like, this is of course just to give me a hair trigger orgasm and the moment the threesome kicks off I cum after being pent up for so long or can’t get hard, leaving you and your stud to continue on while I’m “forced” to watch, you l even suggest I hold your hand or lick your clit while we wait for my “manhood” to become useful again. Except it doesn’t because I’m so enthralled/intimidated by the large and dominating cock/aura your stud has, afterwards he “accidentally” finishes in you and you request that I clean you up, your pussy took quite the railing. During that time you inform me that this was all planned, and that you wanted to have a real cock for once, finally my cock starts getting hard again after being called a cuck - betraying me and showing how much I actually enjoyed it. I’d like to make this a long term prompt so we can drag out the idea and even fill out more after the threesome goes wrong. After all I do need to be trained to please my cuckoldress.

Don’t be afraid to suggest other pairings, story elements or kinks as long as it’s not within the limits listed.

Kara sighed as she looked in the mirror, at 35 she still had it. Large perky breasts a trim tummy from her work outs, an ass and hips to give her a perfect hourglass figure. But she still frowned, she knew why of course, she had it all a husband, the mcmansion, a laid back lifestyle of staying home, doing yoga or shopping. But something wasn't right in her perfect life. She was frustrated, sexually, she wanted to have a family but the bed room was dead and not due to her, thank you very much.

She glanced to the nightstand table and read the time and turned to look at the mirror again a mischevious smile. She had better get going she didn't want to be late to pick up Fred!

Fred grunted as he pushed the barbell from his massive muscled tattooed chest, the metal rang as he racked it and sat up. He scanned the yard, this was the last time he would be in the yard, today he was going home.

Kara drove her mercedes down the road towards the prison humming to some music her mind a jumble of memories and thoughts even fantasies. She and Fred had become pen pals over the last few months. It started casual but she was surprised at his writing, waiting paitently for the next letter, she had started opening up and venting in the letters, Fred was so good with his advice and compliments. Then the letters became more intimate, Kara was always curious about BBC, and she started "Researching" it more and more. They shared naughty little thoughts and intimate details.

Fred got dressed in his street clothes, finally something better than that orange jump suit. He was truly impressive, standing at 6'5 he was built like a professional football player. He worked out in his spare time which he had an abundance of. Stepping out of the front gate Fred smiled for she was a sight to behold!

Hey all I want to write a hot RP tonight! My idea is Kara picks up Fred from prison and she seduces him and convinces him to become the man of her house. I love the idea of him corrupting her until she is the perfect bad bitch black mans trophy wife. There will be plenty of cucking as Fred makes it clear hes the man of the house now. I am open to many kinks so feel free to give me some ideas and let's make it steaming hot!

When you packed for college, I thought I would be more prepared for it. I’d been a single father for years already,following the death of your mother, and had always managed a perfectly balanced career and home life. On paper, the transition should have been far simpler.

In reality however, it was horrible. As a man who’s always wanted to be in control of everything in my life, the adjustment was just much too hard, what with all of the involuntary emotions that would come up every time I came home to an empty house.

Throwing myself into work helped a little for a time. I’ve been a well trained hypnotherapist with an almost immaculate track record for years, but after a time it stopped helping.

Then the unexpected happened.

It came about while I was Googling around, trying to find something to help with any other parents in my position, and somewhere around the 4th page or unhelpful results, an erotica site popped up.

I have no idea what drove me to click on to it, but as I read and read a very detailed story about a father and daughter committing that ultimate taboo together…I became more aroused than I’d ever been before.

The following weeks were spent devouring anything like it I could find. Incest stories, incest porn, whatever I could get my hands on, and the more I watched, the more my fantasies grew.

It was right before you were due home from college that I found another one, a story where a father hypnotized her daughter to lust after her, to obey her in all things, and to never want to leave home again.

And that gave me a wicked idea that I just couldn’t refuse…

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So that’s the story! A hypnotherapist dad driven crazy by empty nest syndrome decides that when his daughter comes back for the winter break, she’ll really be coming back for good.

Kinks: Hypnosis, DD/LG, Incest, Mental manipulation, “It’s so wrong but feels so good”, outfit control, dirty talk, collars/leashes, age differences(legal) , some light water sports so many more, if it’s not a limit I’m at least willing to try it!

Limits: Scat, Gore, Vore, Non con (ironic I know, but hypnosis is best enjoyed when the Hypnotized is made to love being obedient)

The starting plot idea is basic. My uncle dies and leaves as inheritage for me a mansion with virgin 3~6 maids (as many as you want to play). I'd own them as slaves, though trained to serve and act as maids. However, the interesting part of this plot lies properly on the execution: the characters and dynamics between them. It's where its life shines, and what will fuel our hearts. While of course we could add some good length of smut to our liking, I aim mostly to live a daily life with the girls/women, slowly becoming a warm home, even if some maids still holding the master/maid code depending on their own personality. I wanna live the silly fights, jokes, games, events (beach arc? haha), the talents of each of them...

Therefore, I believe it'd amazing if each maid had a very unique personality. Maybe one is cold and distant (prone to be a masochist? Or an adorable lover when melted?), while another is shy and timid, brave and "brute" or even a hopeless pervert? Perhaps each of them came from a different nationality, with different cultures and social habits? Or they could have real jobs or social functions outside the mansion? Maybe one could be a high tech expert, while another is a trained assassin? Or just "normal" maids? How did they end up becoming the slaves/maids my uncle would gift for me?

As you see, my dear reader, it'd be left for you the function to control some quite important and profound characters. The more life we can put into them, with past traumas, hopes, quirks, traits, the better. For this kind of completeness extension, though, I think it's better to be developed slowly while we play, making improvisations and deciding in real time how our characters are, instead of planning every little detail in beforehand (unless you prefer that), though some general planning is quite nice. Also, despite me probably controlling for most of the time only one character (I can always control other side characters in events to not overwhelm you), I can help with any character building! As long as some details of the maids would be left for me to discover with time, it's ok. I can also be the one to plan the events and trips to alleviate your load.

Kink-wise, I'm a switch leaning to dom. As long as we don't include something like brutality, scat, my women being shared with someone else or me fucking random girls, I'm all good. We can discuss kinks further in private ^^

If this plot interested you, send me a chat or DM! I'll be happy to see you, dear reader and hopefully future partner ;)

[F4M] Seeking a Muslim Bull to Make Me His Hindu Devoted Slut. ( written by Priya Credits to her)

Indulge me in a Journey of Submission, Faith, and Unrestrained Desire.

Hi, I’m Priya, a 26-year-old Hindu Brahmin woman who has always been curious about the forbidden thrill of interfaith dynamics. Since long I am interested in Religion Interfaith scenarios having the MBull and HSlut. I'm looking for a strong Muslim Bull to take control, own me completely, and lead me into his world of faith and lust. I want a man who can be both a powerful guide and a dominant lover, taking pleasure in showing me his ways while claiming me as his devoted Hindu slut. This is purely online and roleplay, yet I crave the intensity of a connection that feels real.

What I Want in a Relationship:

I am a naturally sensual, curious, and submissive woman who longs to be guided and claimed by a strong, confident man. I love both soft romance and raw passion, and I love to be treated as both a cherished lover and a dirty slut. I want a Muslim Bull who can be my mentor and master, someone who enjoys the power and excitement of drawing me into his world. You’ll teach me how to act, speak, and think as your ideal woman—your Hindu lover who’s eager to please, ready to learn, and aching to be transformed by you. I’m yours to teach, seduce, and take without restraint. I want you to make me your slut and lover, teach me your religious beliefs, the way your community talk and act, and slowly make me act like a Muslim girl and finally converting me into Muslim religion.

What I’m Craving to Explore with You:

Faith and Submission: Guide me through your beliefs, show me your customs, and let me understand what it feels like to become the perfect Hindu lover that desires to take on a role in your world. Teach me your way of life, and I’ll act as your Muslim girl, following your words and pleasing you in every way.

Dirty, Unrestrained Roleplay: I want you to take complete control, making me your plaything, your lover, your obedient Hindu slut. Sometimes soft and romantic, where I long for gentle touches and loving words. Other times, let it be raw and intense, where you take me like your filthy toy, using me exactly as you desire.

The Transformation: Over time, I want to feel the thrill of slipping into your world as you mold me into the woman you want. Help me become the obedient, devoted woman you desire—a lover who is so captivated by you that she’s willing to let go and surrender completely to your beliefs and wants.

Why This Connection Matters to Me: There’s a powerful mix of desire and submission when faith and lust intertwine. I’m drawn to the thrill of exploring a forbidden connection with a strong Muslim man who can guide me, claim me, and make me feel his power. This is about surrendering myself to someone who knows what he wants and is eager to make me his own in every way. If you’re a Muslim Bull who can bring that intensity and make me your devoted Hindu slut, I’d love to hear from you.

Important Points to consider before you would text me as MBull:

1. Protecting our privacy is essential, as it allows us to engage freely and openly in our discussions without the worry of exposing ourselves to the outside world. I would keep my identity confidential, we can explore our fantasies without the constraints of real-life consequences. So don't ask me for my personal Pics and any other Media. I can impersonate someone else and we can surely enjoy this commitment without invading privacy.
2. Kinks: All Everything Except Limits.
3. Limits: Blood Play, Gore, Vore, Scats and Vomits.
4. Please also I am not a lot into Sadomasochism, so I am really sorry for the ones who are into it. Kindly who are interested in sadism please you'll get a lot of other RP here to play.
5. I am strictly looking for long term, more than year or couple of months or at least till we both enjoy.
6. I want you to be Aggressive, Hardcore, Abusive and rough types of play.
7. If you are into Blasphemy, that’s a plus.
8. Don't Approach me with a simple Hi and Hello, that shows like you haven't read anything and just texted randomly. At least text me something that makes sense and shows how creative, intimate, and devoted you are to this fantasy and discussion.
9. I want someone who is really passionate about it. Please, Please only those who fulfill the points above can DM Me.

If you're the one, then Let’s explore this deep, thrilling bond where faith meets lust, and surrender becomes my worship of you.

Scandal! Outrage! Unreasonable standards!

It's a woman that wants it!

(That's you, babydoll. Keep reading.)

How dare she be kinky; how dare she be sexual. A Proper Lady restrains herself, after all.

But you, ooooh. You want to be restrained. Just not like that.

And a whole lot more, too. You want allll the wickedness. All the perversion. Lust, sweat, and orgasms.

I'm a bit cocky. I've convinced myself I'm going to lure all the kinks out of you. Thing is, you're already kinky. You just haven't had a chance to indulge yet. And here I am, a dangerous outsider promising to Utterly Ruin You.

And there you are, Proper and Prim and respected by all around you - partially because you follow the rules, partially because your family is rich enough or powerful enough to just demand respect and be given it.

But you want to be ruined, in the most glorious way possible. You want to rebel, and embrace the corruption and the decadence.

So how, dear Lady, are you going to let me know?

Let's chat.

When you've been wandering the realms for several centuries you tend to learn a few things. Sure, about governance, about what's truly important in life, how to tell an honest person from a dishonest one.

But to me, most of all, I've learned that even with all my years life's too short for prudishness.

And thus, I embark on my latest round of fulfilling my needs. A habit I indulge rather regularly, by elven standards. Traveling about every decade or so, seeing where the winds blow me, or who they blow into me.

I hop tavern to tavern in my traveling gear, a silken blouse fit taut around my bust and embroidered leather trousers which hug snuggly to my legs and derriere, and of course the staff liable to keep me out of any real danger. But the years have taught me that most folks who've stumbled across a lone elf want to bed her rather than rob her and I'm often happy to oblige.

It's impolite to ask a lady, especially an Elven lady, her age, but suffice it to say I've been around for more than a single century. You would hardly guess it by looking at me, hardly looking a day older than a spry human 28-year-old.

I stand about 5'5" with long, wavy blonde hair down to my rear, bright blue eyes and pronounced, bushy eyebrows. My frame is wide-hipped and with just an ever-so-slight bit of paunch; I blame the dwarven confections in particular. My breasts are plush D's, my aforementioned derriere full and plump, my pussy framed by a neatly-trimmed bush similar in thickness to my brows and possessing a cute, 'innie' look to it. I take care of myself, nails regularly pampered to a pink which matches that of my modest nipples.

Now, I'm off to meet my next match. Maybe it'll be you?

And that's it! Elyia regularly ventures outside the proud, prude, protective elven enclave she calls home in search of something much more wild by comparison.

She's not a ditz, or powerless, or really being taken advantage of all that much, but she acquiesces anyway. Put succinctly, she's a bit of a slut! But this is a moniker she wears proudly and hardly needs protecting or rescuing from.

But then, who are you who are so bold as to approach this elven lady? Elyia's hardly picky, and neither am I, but do come with something in mind. Also, canonical kinks are a soft spot for me-- I love playing alongside characters who have in-universe things that get them off and helping to indulge! In need of some inspiration?

A stout, hairy dwarf with both an ale and an anal fixation and a habit of trying to lay with the most alluring lass in the bar a given night? Surely you end up alone plenty of nights, but to your surprise Elyia is happy to oblige and her tight hole hasn't been mined in some years.

A Drow gal with a chip on her shoulder when it comes to the reputation of high elves over her kin, the prospect of a bedding a matriarch whom you meet camped by the road irresistible-- and you've just the collection of toys to help, too.

A sweat-laden, muscular yet big-bellied DILFy blacksmith turned in for the evening and finding a second wind we he spots this elven woman drinking alone? Maybe he has a much repressed foot fixation he attempts to indulge with her and finds her all too receptive.

An actual demoness, drawn to Elyia by the sexual energy wafting off of her and eager to partake of it? To leave no inch of her unsullied?

A martial-minded Orc who thinks elves all plush, pompous, disgustingly saccharine creatures fit only to be fuck-holes? Well, it only follows to have Elyia's ankles up by your ears as you demonstrate this to her in her room at the Teetering Tankard.

A group of goblins on the road who attempt to chase down an elven lady they come across, surprised at Elyia's half-hearted attempt at escape?

A mature tiefling lass yourself, having heard tell of Elyia's needs and serendipitously stumbling upon one another while traveling, meaning you get plant your pussy on her sweet elven face? A much appreciated apology for how so many of my kin have historically lumped you together with demons.

An elusive Githyanki eager to put a foolish, peace-loving elf's mouth to good use on their cock after 'rescuing' Elyia from a pair of giants who had been following after her on the road. It's clear that sorceress' staff is just for show as she slobbers contentedly on your knob.

I'll note however that while Elyia is certainly likely to be older than you, I'm not interested in playing up this age difference at all. 'Young bucks' in their twenties is hardly a description which does anything for me, though I'm plenty happy to play with them if it isn't all them fixating on how they've scored this older elf. I'm not into it, and by extension Elyia isn't either.

Point is, please come with something concrete and detailed in mind! We're here to write and fuck after all.

Details regarding my writing and kinks can be found on my pinned profile, but here are a few more things which might be worth keeping in mind where my kinks are concerned here: Interracial/Interspecies partners, being submissive, clothed sex, size difference, stockings, long sloppy blowjobs, ball worship, sweat, musk, facesitting (receiving), anal training, rimming, toys, dub-con, foot play, impreg risk, breeding talk, humiliation, fantasy race play (belittling Elyia as an elf), spanking, scratching, biting, risky public sex, lots of cum, creampies, nudity, perceived age gaps (in either direction), being dressed up, receiving praise, and more!

My limits are Reddit Chat, toilet play, hyper, blood being drawn, heavy bondage (rendering me immobile), etc.

Hope to hear from you!

Rob couldn't believe he was getting paid to get his dick sucked. By beautiful women, no less. Most days he'd have at least two sessions that ended up in him shooting a huge load into some eager woman's mouth, or over a budding actress' face. And they all paid him for it, handsomely so.

"Rob Harrison, licensed sex therapist" is what the sign on his door said, but he only did one type of 'sex therapy'. Blowjob training. Of course, he had chosen the perfect place for his practice, in an expensive area of LA. There were hot women everywhere, and so so many of them had huge self-esteem issues. This is where Rob came in (pun intended). His services offered a way for women to discreetly learn how to give the best head. The kind of head that would ensure that her next boyfriend would never leave, the kind of head an aspiring gold-digger would need to catch her big fish. The kind of head that would surely eliminate her self-esteem issues once and for all, right?

Through word of mouth, and a stealth ad-campaign on social media, Rob's practice had really taken off in the last couple of months, and he was at the point of having to turn away clients, or put them on the waiting list. And the waiting list was getting long. Naturally this had lead to him only accepting the women he found the most appealing, as well as increasing his prices.

Rob himself wasn't exactly a stud though. He was in his late forties, and while he had a full head of hair it was more salt than pepper in color now. His weight had gone up naturally as it does for everyone with age, and he admittedly had a bit of a gut. He wore glasses and and nice shirts, and generally cultivated an intellectual look. This had the added effect of working nicely on younger women with daddy issues. While the rest of his body wasn't much to brag about, Rob did have a very nice cock. It was close to eight inches, nearly as thick as a soda can and a vein-riddled, pulsing monster when he was properly aroused. He always had huge loads of cum, but when he started getting his balls drained as often as he now did, it seemed like his semen production had really ramped up. He would often fill a girl's mouth to overflowing with his thick white, slimy spunk.

"So, this is the list of courses", Rob explained to the young red-head with the massive tits, that Rob was sure had to be fake. "Now, you can have a look and see what appeals to you, but my recommendation is that we do a trial session at first. You show me everything you know, I mean you really do your best right? Then afterwards I'll suggest a list of courses for you, and we'll work together to create a course-plan. How does that sound?"

The list of courses were laid out in a nice, professional looking brochure:

Courses for everyone:

Foreplay - Licking, ballsucking and making out with the member.

Blowjobs 101 - Blowjob basics, to avoid giving basic blowjobs.

Blowjobs 102 - Finding your rhythm.

Blowjobs 103 - Adding variety and maximizing the orgasm.

Cumplay 101 - Getting used to the taste and texture.

Cumplay 102 - Taking facials and mouthfuls with a smile.

Deepthroat 101 - Going all the way.

Deepthroat 102 - Conquering your gag-reflex.

Deepthroat 103 - Skullfucking, throatpies and more.

Courses for the kink oriented:

Cumplay 103 - Cumgargling, cumsnorting, condom play and more.

Blowjobs 104 - Exploring rimjobs.

Blowjobs 105 - The piss blowjob (watersports).

Deepthroat 104 - Spitting, face-slapping, verbal abuse.

So, this one is more of a funny and lighthearted prompt, though I can see it going a lot of different ways depending on how we want to play it.

I much prefer DMs instead of reddit chat, and like to play longer term. 1-2 fairly long-ish posts per day is about my tempo.

Kinks: Blowjob-only, female orgasm neglect, one-sided sexual interactions, casual misogyny, cumplay.

Limits: Cunnilingus, snuff, scat, bestiality, furry.

The long jet black limo pulled up to Lucy’s ramshackle capsule apartment building where she already waited outside with a small bag containing everything she owned and a big smile on her face. She was ecstatic for her calling to serve her Glorious Leader at his home, however he wanted, having received a letter from the national service board that she was required only a few days ago. So, she said goodbye to her family and friends and packed her things, ready to dedicate her service to the country.

The limo looked out of place amongst the slums of Lucy's surroundings, with the door opening and revealing her Glorious Leader himself and beckoning her inside. After Lucy slipped inside the limo, marveling at the plush leather seats and decadent interior, but her entire focus was on the man himself. Her body trembled in his presence, she could hardly believe it.

"Lucy! Welcome! The blushing bride, come in!" Glorious Leader said with a warm smile on his face.

"Bride?! He doesn't mean to..." Lucy thought dropping to her knees in reverence, thinking about passing out from just being so close to him.

"None, of that now my dear, you'll want to sit up here with me" He explained pulling Lucy up to sit next to him as the Limo started off. "While you still can" he mumbled with a coy smile.

"Yes, Yes of course!" Lucy said overjoyed to sit next to him, her hands quivering at being so close, plus the thoughts of marriage already swilling in her mind, thinking of being Glorious Leader's next concubine. Remembering the mandatory watching of the last wedding on the Apartment's Government TV and the brilliant dress that the last wife had worn.

"Oh Lucy, I think I'll call you Princess I-" He said while Lucy zoned out for a moment.

"Princess!? He Is gonna make me one of his wife-concubines!" She thought, suppressing a squeal of joy.

Glorious Leader smiled as he threw his arm around Lucy, his face twisting slightly as he silently laughed at a joke known only to him. His eyes tracing Lucy's figure for a moment as his hand squeezed her shoulder.

"Lucy, I'll be blunt, your gorgeous, with lovely blonde hair and a cute nose, but your far to tiny to be one of my girls, I mean your not even five feet tall! And you weigh, what seventy pounds wet?! " He says watching Lucy's face fall.

"Yes...Sir" Was all Lucy could manage to squeal out, feeling an overwhelming weight on her chest, trying not to cry infront of her hero.

"But" He said with a pause, "I just had to have you, I couldn't let you get paired up with someone else in the Breeding Lotto when I had just the thing for someone so beautiful and tiny!"

Lucy's face started to brighten again, cracking a soft smile at his compliment.

"You'll make the perfect little petgirl for me! Your gonna make such a good little puppy crawling around the mansion on all fours! Though it'll take some training to be a good little petgirl, but I know your up for it. And don't worry I'll be super strict with you until I'm happy your molded into my perfect pet!" Glorious Leader said, petting Lucy's golden hair already seeing the puppy inside her.

Her face twisted in confusion as Glorious Leader spoke, confused at what exactly he was getting at. Though a deep feeling in her stomach told her it was nothing good, her indoctrination wouldn't let her do anything but obey, at least for the moment or until she knew what she was getting at.

"That sounds lovely! Thank you for the opportunity Glorious Leader!" She blurted out despite her confusion. not truly believing what he was telling her.

"There! I knew you'd be the perfect girl for this!" He said with a grin, absentmindedly petting her for the remainder of the ride.

I picture this roleplay as picking up at Glorious Leader's massive walled complex and getting her geared and processed. From there Lucy will start her training (and "bonding") With her new husband.

Lucy will at first go along with her orders, but quickly become disillusioned with the entire thing and start acting out, requiring training along and possibly a bitchsuit.

How you play Glorious Leader I left up to you, whether you force Lucy into a bitchsuit and treat her poorly or treat her kind but strict and anything inbetween!

( I rewrote this from an older prompt leaving a kink out, after popular opinion asked!)

(Side note: this is open to cucking/cheating/cock blocking)

It was my first college party. I didn’t really party much but I got dragged here by some friends. I didn’t really expect much from it and only planned on getting a drink or two, but I happened to catch your eye. You were a senior and one of our top players on the football team. You kinda had this body like a god, with muscles, deep dark skin, and a tall stature. You just so happened to be prowling for something easy. I already kinda knew you from watching the games and didn’t even realize you’d be here. Apparently you knew me too. Some guys on the team had a list of the cutest freshmen and I was right there at the top. There was even a contest to see who could get to me first

When you saw me, I was talking to some of the friends who dragged me here. You weren’t one to try separating someone from their group. You were much more forward about it and would willingly hit on someone in front of an entire group. Besides, I never partied so this was your best chance

You could tell I was a little shy but saw something in me that could be broken. Underneath all those layers was someone who wanted to go absolutely wild, you’d just have to be patient and coax it out

This is meant to be a quick introduction to my prompt. I’m a sucker for this kinda dynamic and would love to play it out with. I hope to hear back from some of you guys!

The last few rays of afternoon sunlight filtered through the tall windows of my college classroom, casting long shadows over the empty desks. I leaned back in my chair, loosening my tie slightly after a long day of lectures. The room was quiet now, the typical hum of conversation and shuffle of students long gone, leaving behind only the faint rustle of papers and the soft creak of the old building. I tapped my pen against the desk a few times, glancing at the stack of assignments still waiting for my attention, but my thoughts drifted elsewhere, to one student in particular.

Your presence in class had been hard to ignore. There was something about the way you looked at me when I asked questions. I could not get you out of my mind. I opened my laptop, the glowing screen stark against the dimming light outside. As I clicked into my email and started typing a quick message.

"I wanted to follow up on your recent assignment. It might be good for us to go over it in person. Could you stop by my office tomorrow after class? Let me know what time works for you."

I hit send, letting the email linger on the screen for a moment before closing my laptop. The room seemed even quieter now, the evening air settling in, carrying a hint of anticipation as my screen suddenly flashed. "New email."

There are countless directions we can take this, from sweet and innocent to dark and depraved. From super porno logic to real life no fantasy flair. Consider this a starting point and writing example for your desires, and let’s build something together based on our desires. I really like this prompt because of the power dynamic it offers but where we take that is up to us.

This prompt is designed to be simple and intentionally open-ended. Like all my prompts, it serves more as a writing style example and a starting point than a strict guideline. I enjoy collaborating on building the story, characters, and backgrounds based on our kinks. I’m not one to list my kinks like a grocery list that needs to be checked off in every story. My kinks can vary from day to day, and I love exploring different themes depending on where our mutual interests lead us. That’s where the real fun begins.

Although I do like to build with someone if you did just want to "jump in" send me a reply kicking off the prompt from where I left off.

In general I avoid bathroom stuff, blood or medical stuff, no animals. Other than that I'm pretty open.

I tend to write in first person and replies can vary from single lines to paragraphs depending upon time and how the story is going. Again I don't like rules but I like to find someone to write with. All previous prompts are pretty much always open. Discord or messages preferred. Chat is a roll of the dice that I sometimes see.

"Jake and Mia, you will work together on this presentation of subaquatic volcanoes." The voice of our professor, Mr. Howe echoes in my ears. My head jolts up and darts over to you, a super popular and pretty fellow student. You had everything, great body, charisma, wealth and in addition to that a scholarship for college sports. Of course I had a thing for you. I on the other hand were more of a quiet and shy nerdy guy. Wearing movie or TV series themed clothes, smart and interested in science. Now we have to work together on a project and present it to the class. Working with you will of course be thrilling and being close to you even better. How will it turn out? Will you use your flirty charm to get me to do the work for you? Do you use your body to convince me to do it? Are you a secret nerd as well and noone may ever know?

I want us to somehow hook up during our work on the project. How it comes to this is open to discussion. And how it goes on from this as well. Will we fall for each other? Will it become a more or less regular deal for us? - Your body in exchange for me doing your homework - Does one of us start to blackmail the other with anything? Who will be more submissive in this and who will take the dominant part?

As you see, the roleplay I have in mind is very open, so let's discuss together and build something suitable for us. If you want to switch roles and be the nerd with me being the popular guy just mention it, I am open to that as well! Just shoot me a message so we can discuss kinks, limits and a general direction for the rp.

Of course every player and character has to be 18+, otherwise it's a complete no-go for me!

Looking forward to hear from you! Jake

“You’re late, Mister Parker. Again”

It was starting to sound like Dr Connors catchphrase by this point. And I couldn’t blame him, I was late at almost each and every single one of his classes after all, and was slowly running out of excuses. Even my job at the bugle couldn’t justify it, and the only thing keeping me from complete and utter failure was the fact I was his best student. Still, I knew deep down I had to find a way to manage my time better, otherwise there would be no more Peter Parker, and seeing how the whole city seems to hate me, I can’t live off of being just Spider-man.

“What is it this time, Tiger ?” Her soft voice and the smile her lips drew on her face took me out of my thoughts for a moment. “Don’t bullshit me, with a busted lip like yours, you definitely weren’t just taking pictures”. She was quite the detective, even though she sometimes didn’t even seem to care that much about why I had been so weird the last few weeks. But after all, that’s just how our friendship worked, no one asked any weird question, and everything worked fine. And it’s definitely just a friendship, right ? There’s no way in hell I could start a relationship with anyone in this state, I would just put her in danger, and I can’t risk that. And it’s not like she could ever like me anyways, right ?

Class ended shortly after, and as we walked out, a familiar voice came through the hall. “Pete, MJ ! Wait for me !”. His red hair and green shirt were almost an Osborn trademark by now, and we couldn’t help but smile seeing him catch his breath. “There’s this kind of party tonight, my father’s revealing his latest work. You guys should totally come ! And it could be an opportunity for us to continue our project, Pete”. He seemed quite enthusiastic, and before I could decline, he said. “Don’t worry, I’ll lend you a suit for tonight, Pete. Come on man, you can’t let me down this time.” I smiled and agreed, but before I could say a word, police cars passed by. Spider-Man could definitely be needed.

——————————————————— Hey, thank you all so much for reading so far ! I hope you enjoyed this prompt as much as I enjoyed writing it !

You kind of figured by the lack of smut, but I’d like a roleplay that’s more story driven, with a 50/50 ratio between the two. For that, we have the whole feminine arsenal of the marvel universe to pick up from ! We could even twist everything and switch Harry and Norman’s sex to include a story with the Goblin !

Feel free to bring in any idea you have in mind, I want this to be as much your roleplay as it is mine. I hope to hear from all of you soon !

It was your mom's idea. You were upstairs in your bedroom crying your eyes out after your jerk boyfriend had dumped you via text on the day of your one year anniversary. You had been saving up for months and had booked a table at the fanciest restaurant in town to surprise him and now you had nothing!
No matter how happy I was to see the back of that loser you were with my heart still broke to know how upset you were. When your mom suggested I take you out to that restaurant and spoil you a bit to cheer you up it didn't take much convincing for me to agree. After all nothing in this world makes me happier than to see you smile and hear your cute little giggle of joy.

You took a bit more convincing but eventually you let your mom convince you to go out with me. She promised it wouldn't be weird going out with your daddy and insisted it would be the best thing for you.

That evening as I waited at the front door worrying that we'd miss our table booking my heart caught in my throat when I saw you emerge at the top of the stairs and delicately make your way towards me. You looked like a princess in your shimmery satin dress, even more so than normal. I finally had to admit that my baby girl was all grown up.

We shared a look of silent appreciation as your mom fussed around you before pushing us out the door.

"Have fun you two!" were her final words to us before she shut the door.
She would never know just how right her words would prove to be.........

Hi! I'm am a submissive f with few limits looking for an extreme and sadistic RP partner for an idea that came to mind. This RP may I close themes of violence, gore, noncon, and extreme kinks, if that's not your thing, this may not be the prompt for you.

With that said, some kinks that I would like to include in this RP are noncon, degredation, objectification, possible religious/race play, bodymods, kicking, punching, bondage, tpe, abuse, mental and emotional abuse, gore, snuff elements, blood, breeding, branding, marking, stretching, , and I also enjoy watersports and scat, not a necessity. When messaging, please include your kinks and limits to start.

So I watched that Netflix show Kaos and truly enjoyed the idea od Gods walking amongst us in real life. Immortal beings that are humans just as play things and are basically indestructible. But what if humans could defeat a God, or in this case A goddess.

Take Aphrodite, Goddess of love, beauty and fertility. Someone that is as vain as her would surely spend much of her time amongst humans and men, relishing in the attention her otherworldly beauty affords her. To her, humans are cute- like a puppy that constantly bathes you in praise. With Haphaestus in constant punishment, Aphrodite would have all the time in the world to ensure her needs were constantly met.

So the story would center around Aphrodite exploring the world and playing with people she meets along the way for her amusement, and then we can go one of two ways-

The most simple would involve around Aphrodite "fucking around and finding out." Basically she picks a target for the evening, but turns out she got way more than she bargained for. One way or another, your oc epild end up overpowering Aphrodite and making her be your immortal fucksleeve.

Another way would be some religious institution or cult tracking her down and taking her into their custody, suitting her to punishment for her sins, and even trying to run experiments on her to try and find more about immortality and divinity.

I like to develop the story with my partner, so I realize this is very open ended. Im just trying to get across the type of rp I'm in the mood for so we can then make it into something we both would enjoy. Feel free to message or chat, though I do prefer to RP in discord if available.

The app just appeared on my phone one day and no matter what I did, I couldn't remove it. Airplane mode? Instantly reinstalls after deleting it. Factory reset? It's the only thing on my home screen save for the default apps, like it's taunting me. Omnichat: We Connect You. After some internal back-and-forths, I finally took the plunge to figure out what the fuck it is. Turns out it's not as concerning as I thought it was. It is, however, even more perplexing. It's not just a messaging app, it's a multiversal messaging app. I can type in a name and instantly connect to anyone— and I mean anyone.

Ramona Flowers? Popped up as a text on her 2000s-ass flip phone. Marcille Donato? A letter appeared on the ground in front of her, addressed to her with my message inside. My texts to Dina and Ellie were transformed into a radio signal that they just happened to receive. No matter the circumstance, no matter the level of technology, no matter whether the person is even real or not, the messages go through. And more often than not, I get a response.

Completely unbeknownst to me there's a little more information that they get that I don't send them: the fact that I'm from another world, and how I feel about the person I've messaged. Ramona got little blurb about how she's one of my longest standing crushes (just leaving out the whole fictional thing). In the letter Marcille received, there was an extra, neatly-written letter describing how cute I think she is. We won't talk about the description of my horny feelings for Tracer that she received alongside my simple "hello?" test text.

The only question is, how will they respond?

Hi! I'm looking for someone who'd like to play out that idea: I've been given a mysterious messaging app that can connect me to anyone, real or fictional, for a chat. The messages will appear however it most makes sense for the person I text, and their responses will come in as texts regardless of how they write back! As time goes, the app can provide us with even more ways to connect: the incredible ability to send images, voice and video calls, and maybe even an in-person visit across worlds. I'd love to chat with some fictional characters through Omnichat, build up some fun and flirty relationships, and have them flourish as we learn more about the app and each other.

For a bit about me, I'm 24, in EST, prefer to play in first, and prefer to use PMs (if you send a chat, I likely won't see it!). I'm a huge nerd both physically (being 6'4" with broad shoulders) and personality/interests-wise, and I want to play someone along those lines! A gentle giant and huge nerd; someone who's caring and mostly soft-spoken, but also a pretty big physical presence. Kinda like Clark Kent, just definitely not as in shape and, you know, not Superman. The nerd part will absolutely come through in the messages as I may or may not awkwardly gush from time to time when I realize that I really am speaking to the character I messaged. My big limits are non-con and dub-con, abuse, misogyny, piss and scat, blood, and generally being an asshole.

For kinks, I'm into breast/nipple play, tight clothes, high heels, impregnation/breeding, giving oral, face sitting, messy kissing, body worship, praise, pet/affectionate names, cuddling/cuddlefucking, romance, passionate and rough sex, tearing clothes, pinning down/against walls or windows, hair pulling, picking up/manhandling, collars, cock/cum addiction, corruption, harems, casual sex, free use, pregnancy/pregnant sex, lactation, piercings (nipple, tongue, and navel), and transformation. I'm a gentle/loving dom, but I'm just switch-y enough to be a sub in case you're a gentle/loving domme. All optional if any aren't your thing!

Finally, here's a list of some characters that I'd love to chat with:

• Scott Pilgrim: Ramona Flowers, Kim Pine, Julie Powers
• Overwatch: Mei, Mercy, Tracer, D.Va, Juno
• Splatoon: Marina, Pearl, Shiver, Frye
• Apex Legends: Lifeline, Valkyrie, Wattson, Horizon, Vantage, Conduit, Wraith
• Adventure Time: Marceline, Princess Bubblegum, Huntress Wizard
• Fionna and Cake: Fionna
• Steven Universe: Lapis Lazuli, Pearl, Amethyst, Spinel, Pink Diamond
• Insomniac's Spider-Man: Rio Morales
• Pokemon: Rika, Iono, Perrin, Briar
• The Last of Us Part II: Dina, Ellie
• Dungeon Meshi/Delicious in Dungeon: Marcille Donato, Falin Touden
• Resident Evil: Ashley Graham, Ingrid Hunnigan, Ada Wong, Mia Winters
• Inside Job: Reagan Ridley
• Baldur's Gate 3: Shadowheart, Karlach
• Arcane: Mel, Maddie

If you're interested, send me a PM (orange envelope!) with who you anyone you might like to play (on my list or off, and I can always send more options!), what kinks you're into, and any ideas or anything else you want to mention at the start. Let's have some multiversal fun together!

Have you ever wanted to know what it would be like to fuck a worldwide selection of different beauties from all races and nationalities? Have you ever dreamed of having them submit to your BWC, begging to get fucked in all of their available holes?

Welcome to the Raceplay Resort, an Oceanside resort made to connect white men with the women who crave them. The rules are pretty simple: all make guests are white men, and all female guests are there because white men are what they are after. The staff, mostly women, will help pitch in from time to time, but making sure the guests get what they are after is the mission.

Not to mention all of the activities and amenities a resort guest could want: a private beach, under the watchful eye of gorgeous lifeguards 24/7; a freshwater swimming pool with a poolside tiki bar and table service provided by beautiful waitresses; a tennis court with the opportunity for private training sessions with world class coaches, and of course, a club with nightly mixers that allow guests to meet one another and spark something new.

So enjoy all the amenities a 5-Star Resort has to offer, with the erotic excitement of a bunch of horny women here to fuck your brains out. ///

Hey there! Putting this prompt up, with the intention that I’d play a male guest, and you would play a female guest (or, if you want to play multiple characters, it could be an F-GM) role. The idea kind of hinges on it being a very sexually open location: the guests might be having sex in the open, or at the very least propositioning each other openly.

Kinks (not all are obligations): raceplay, cumplay, exhibitionism, free use, cock worship, anal/a2m, lactation, watersports, slutty outfits

Limits: non-con, underage, beast, blood/gore, scat, pregnant

Forgive me for indulging in cliche, but it's comfortable after a weird week. I've been thinking about time a lot lately. People tell you that time speeds up as you age. That's true. I'm in my early 30s. Bad move, but better than the alternative, I guess. There's theories about why your perception of time changes. A lot of them boil down to routine, a lack of new experience that makes the time blend together. So I've been trying to make time slow down by doing new things. I've been roasting my own coffee beans now, I'm trying to watch all the weird movies my friends recommend, I'm training for a marathon (like I said: early 30s, indulging in cliche...)

There should be an actual prompt here, right? Okay. There's nothing that expands time like a new relationship, a new person. I'd like to write about that - that intense period where you are learning what makes someone tick and all the ways that you can fit together. My favorite part of this dynamic is that it's so versatile for any time, place, genre... a new person barging into your life and making things complicated is the core of just about every good story there is. I tend to keep things pretty grounded when I write, but I'm down for slice of life, sci-fi, fantasy. Try me!

I like to think of myself as a fairly literate writer. My prose isn't tip top but I've got a knack for story and character. I'll attach a writing sample at the end of this that is somewhat indicative of the level of quality and length you can expect from replies from me. I'm looking for someone who gets excited by long, meandering stories with lots of character development, slow burns that culminate in explosive, cathartic sex. I appreciate partners who can meet me on that level.

As far as sex goes, my kinks are on the spicy end of vanilla, at least for here. I'm dominant, but some women have convinced me I'm a switch before, at least for a while. It doesn't usually stick. I love my sex rough, passionate and full of teasing, affectionate dirty talk. I'm a sucker for edging, orgasm control, forced orgasms. Generally just wringing all the pleasure I can out of women, especially if they aren't sure they can take any more. They usually can. I'm touchy-feely and possessive and just want my body against yours at all times. I'm fairly open to anything you are into as well. Just let me know. I've had partners give me new kinks before... I can get pretty suggestible.

Limits? I don't want to hurt you too bad. I'm not interested in bathroom stuff, animals, or incest. No underage, obviously.

I am also quite chatty and a terrible flirt out of character. The planning, world-building and discussing the story is just as fun as the writing. If you'd prefer to have this be more of a conversation, that could work too. Trust me, being smart and interesting is more than enough to catch my eye. Hope I get to meet you soon.

Writing sample below:

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The moment we're off the stairs, big hands engulf your hips as my body presses you against the stone wall. Our mouths are together again, and I think it's a joke that they were ever apart. Your moan tells me you agree. I just want to fucking devour you. I'm kissing you harder than I've ever kissed anyone but you're matching my tempo perfectly, our mouths and tongues in a maddening rhythm. Your mouth moves to my neck, teeth finding a spot that turns my knees to jelly, especially combined with your fingers in my hair.

Your mouth seems like it's going to move away, but I take your chin in my hand and direct you back to the spot you found that fucked me up so bad that an involuntary "Baby" rumbled out of my mouth. I probably shouldn't call you baby yet, but I did anyway. You bite me as a reward or a reproach. Interesting word, Yet. I guess that means I've come around to thinking I'll be calling you that soon. A lot. I interlace the fingers of my left hand in your hair and gently pry your mouth away from my neck, despite wanting you to stay there forever. I can't help but tangle my tongue with yours for a few seconds before letting my mouth travel down to your neck, nipping and kissing and just tasting you. I'm so torn between savoring you and consuming you. I hope I'll get both tonight. I kiss my way up near your ear. "I needed you so fucking bad."

The hand that isn't in your hair is between your legs before I know what's happening. Big greedy handfuls of both thighs. Reaching around to your ass, all soft and beautiful and mine. You're soaked. I can feel it on your thighs. I'm sure you've been wet just as long as I've been hard and are just as eager to finally take some of the edge off of the torture we've been putting ourself through. We can't fuck here. Plus, when I do fuck you, I want to take my time with you. I want to imprint it in my brain. I don't want to be thinking about anything else.

I move my hand between your legs. It feels like you're on fire. I must be too. I hook my thumb on the front of your thong to pull it out of the way, looking you right in the eyes to confirm that you want this just as bad as I do. My middle finger is already soaked in your juices as it presses inside you. I feel you gasp and arch your back and tighten my grip on your hair so you can't fucking look away from me even if you tried. "So hot and tight," I say, enjoying how your hips wiggle a little as your body stretches to accommodate me.

That's just one finger, baby. We've got so much fun ahead of us. I lean in so my lips brush against yours as I talk to you. "You better kiss me if you're gonna make noises like that." You don't take any more encouragement than that, locking your lips against mine as I feel your body start to tighten as I curl my finger against the front wall of your tight, pretty little cunt. Oh. This isn't going to take long, is it? You needed this. You're a raw exposed nerve, and even if I tried to mess with you and draw this out, the way you've started bucking your hips into me tells me it would be a losing battle. Good. It's so gratifying to know you need this as bad as I do. That we're going to drown together tonight, pulling each other deeper and deeper into the depths. I push in harder, curling my fingers the way that makes you squirm more. You're going to cum for me. Not for the last time, not by a long shot.

“One year,” said the doctor, about your husband’s condition. “He can't work for that long.”

Your husband came home last week after time in the hospital from the car accident. He got drunk with his buddies. They drove and crashed into a tree. The driver didn’t make it and your husband is lucky to be alive.

But not you. He was the sole breadwinner and there’s no insurance. He didn’t like talking about those things. Well, now it’s too late. You have to put off that family you were going to start. You have to get a job to maybe keep above water on the bills.

You get a waitress gig down at the local diner but it pays pennies compared to the bills. One night, you’re serving the last customer before closing but you recognize him. Is he from school? You barely recognize him. How long has it been? He’s had—what do they call it?—a glow up?

You two get to talking. You tell him you married young. You tell him about the accident. You tell him why you’re at this job.

“I gotta go but I’ll be in town for a month," he says, handing you a napkin with his number on it. "But I’m staying at this hotel out of town. If you need help with the bills, give me a text. We can arrange something... mutual.”

He leaves (and leaves a big tip). Did that guy just hint he’ll pay for sex with you?

• Looking for a regular partner. Maybe 1 session a week.

• I have 10+ years experience, write in 1st person, usually 3+ paragraph replies.

• Kink list: https://i.imgur.com/F1vVwkM.png

• Discord preferred. Reddit chat is fine. Private messages welcome.

• Continue directly from this prompt if you'd like. I'm open to other ideas if not interested in this.

Your pulse was skyrocketing. You'd never done something like this, never imagined in a million years you would even consider it. Whether that was because of any true moral objection or just because of a lack of opportunity didn't really matter now. What did matter was that this was happening. You could feel his breath on your neck, his chest against your back, feel his lips on your skin as he slowly, carefully, pushed deep, made you feel his length, made you feel every inch of him. His voice was in you ear, but whether he was telling you that you were so pretty and such a good girl or calling you every filthy name imaginable was lost on you, as your eyes were focused on the real crisis at hand. He was standing above you, moving closer, naked just like the man beneath you was, just as ready. Hard, throbbing, a shit eating grin on his face as he came closer, his knee pressing onto the edge of the bed as he climbed up. Closer now, you could see just how far into the deep end you'd jumped. Already you felt full, already the man below you was deep, stretching you, making you think this might have been a mistake even as it felt so. fucking. good.

But then he moved closer, the head of his cock pressing against your entrance, you couldn't tell if that bit of sensation made your hesitation grow or melt away, if you were afraid or more turned on than you'd ever been in your life. Maybe it was a bit of both? Whatever that mix of emotions was, he could see the look on your face. Eyes wide, mouth agape, and he took that as his permission to push in, to push forward, to sink his cock deeper and deeper as your mind exploded like a firework, so much sensation. Heat, stretch, tightness, your heart still pounding in your chest as both men held themselves deep, as your body adjusted.

A second stretched on and on for what seemed like forever but was really no time at all, until suddenly, without warning, both men began to thrust in unison, and your world shattered right there.

There was no going back for you now.

A woman tries two cocks at once for the first time, and it melts her brain. Doesn't that sound fun to you? DP, sloppy seconds, cumplay, those and plenty more are on the table as long as you're looking for an MFM threesome.

So who exactly are you in this scenario? A cheerleader rewarding the football team's two star players after the big game? The neighborhood MILF who gets a little too intimate with her son's friends while her husband is at work? An alien Jedi being ravished by her two apprentices on an exotic moon? A goth girl on a camping trip with the two guys she’s always been crushing on? happy to brainstorm any and all ideas you might have!

Don't be afraid to bring your own kinks to this, and obviously it's open to discussion which holes get stretched here, but if you have your own ideas or own prompts that can be fit around this kink, I'd love to hear them!

DMs are preferred but chats are fine too. One sentences replies will be ignored, please be ready to provide kinks/limits and an idea or two regarding the characters or setting in your opening message.

Looking forward to hearing from you!

I held your hand and eased you back onto the sofa. We stayed in the living room as there was more space for everyone to watch. The lights were bright. I wanted it that way. I kissed you long and deep. With my free hand I pulled your skirt up to display you fully. I could feel your heart beating. The blood rushing around your body, a primal response to danger...fight, flight or fuck. I eased a finger into your cunt. Wet. Tight. Worth a lot more than the $50 I'd sold it for. But it wasn't about the money. It was about power. The power to ruin you so your only option was to remain my whore. I felt the man approach but I didn't turn to look. I locked onto your eyes, sharing the moment. Tension, a little fear then a flinch giving away the moment he entered you. I squeezed your hand and kissed you, positive reinforcement. I will be with you always. I couldn't resist any longer and looked down. Your pussy stretching around his thick cock. Him gently easing himself forward and back. Just feeling you out. Feeling out the hole he'd rented. I stood up and backed away. I was there for you, but you had a job to do now and a roomful of clients to please.

My kink... corruption and prostitution. The more respectable and accomplished you are the more delicious the descent. Married, single, educated, successful, beautiful, sophisticated.... all roads lead to the same end when we meet and unlock your suppressed desire to be owned, used and rented out to strangers.

If you're interested in playing, exploring or chatting please send a message or chat request.

You didn't want to at first, but I had managed to talk you into it. It was supposed to help you get your grades up. You would get a chip implanted, giving me access to change you in any way I wished. I could change your body, your personality, and make you obey. I promised I wouldn't do anything to crazy to you. But now that you have the chip, what would you be able to do anyway? Now that I can make you do whatever I wish with just an app on my phone, everything will get so much better. For me at least anyway. I could make you cum on command, or forbid you from doing so at all. I could censor your eyes from seeing anything I don't want you to. I'll be able to make you say and do anything. I could remove your ability to control your bladder, soiling yourself in front of everyone. You might not like it as much as you hoped. But I will. Anything to make sure you can pass the class. You'll know everything you need to do and exactly how to do it.

Hope you enjoyed the prompt! It's pretty simple but we can expand upon it. We could also do it with a variety of relationship types. Professor, doctor, mother, etc. I'll play as Maddy, She is 5'10 with long brown hair and eyes. I'd like you to send a description of your character as well so I know you've read through the prompt. I prefer quick back and forth messages in first person to keep a nice flow to the RP. I also prefer chat to DMs for this reason. My kinks are domination, humiliation, sph, bathroom control and transformation. Limits are underage, beast, and snuff.

After a long couple of hours spent walking the halls of a college art exhibit you begin your search for a bathroom. You pass by dozens of doors each leading to some strange visions of fantasy until you come across the simple symbol of a woman in a skirt—the universal sign of the ladies room. And how lucky, there isn't even a line!

Opening the door you find yourself in a simple room with white ceramic tiles coating every surface. In the center of the floor is a woman on her knees wearing nothing but a blindfold and glossy red lipstick. She's holding a card between her hands that reads—

"Human Toilet" by Alexa Scunthorpe

A discourse on the dignity of humanity and the vulnerability of shared experience.

And then in block letters below:

"For the purposes of audience participation, Alexa is the only open toilet in this building."

The woman smacks her lips once, registering your presence, then spreads her mouth into a wide "O". A few seconds later she makes an "aahhhhh" sound in her throat, encouraging you to begin.

Options (pick as many as you like)

• Bathroom graffiti: My body is covered with the nasty words that others have left behind. This can be in sharpie, lipstick, or for my more edgy customers: cuts
• Collared by a stranger: I walk away from the experience locked into a thick collar. I can't unlock it, but there's a phone number etched into the owner's tag. Optional pet play or slave lifestyle vibes.
• Familiar feces: Because I'm blindfolded I have no way of knowing that the girl sitting on my face is my sister (or best friend, or professor)
• Wipe the seat: There's cleaning wipes and fresh tubes of lipstick and lipgloss (plumping or cooling) to reapply, giving my customers a fresh seat for the most discerning of assholes.
• Desperate to graduate: I'm failing my class, and this is the final exam my bitch professor set for me.
• Tray of tools: There's a tray next to me with a couple of plungers, toilet brushes, pipe snakes, wrenches, and more.

Kinks: scat, watersports, lesbianism, futa, cum play, lipstick smearing and reapplication, public humiliation, exhibitionism, body modification, bdsm, restraints, full kinklist

i've always had a very anxious, pessimistic mind. quite often, i imagine what the worst case scenario will be for any situation- then imagine how it could get worse from there. these intrusive thoughts extend to people i meet- i often get a thrill from forcing someone into escalating misery and misfortune in my mind.

i'd like to discuss how things could go horribly wrong in your life- whether that means facing humiliation and trauma, or actual physical injury and death. i have a bit of a sick sense of humor, and i guess cruel irony is what i'm going for more than pure misery porn. this can be as mild or extreme as you are comfortable with, i'm alright going all the way to snuff but spirals of humiliation in front of friends and colleagues are fun too. mostly, i want to make your worst fears and anxieties come true in a thrilling and hopefully cathartic way.

maybe you get abducted and sold in a slave market. maybe you get hit by a car. maybe your house catches on fire with you in it. maybe you do horribly on a job performance and get fired. maybe you get addicted to drugs and abandon everything in your life on a downward spiral.

This was the only the third time you had been at my place, but we had become fast friends over an interest in sports. The only problem that we were fans of rival teams. We frequently talked trash about the other’s team and players, looking for any opportunity to one up the other.

Today our teams were finally squaring off again, we wore our jerseys and cheered and the drinks had been flowing up through halftime, the score was even. Our trash talk boiled over during the pause, and I cockily bet you that I was so sure my team would win that I would be your bitch if they lost, and you eagerly accepted.

Almost immediately the next half went your team’s way, and as the final seconds were ticking down it was clear that you were about to win. What were you going to do with me once your victory was official?

Simple premise today, you’re going to win your friend as your personal little bitch! I picture us wearing cute jerseys or team shirts as we watch, and me willingly doing whatever you want after the game ends, or even before if you convince me that it’s hopeless. At any rate looking forward to banter and fun and sexiness as we talk trash, and ultimately as I’m forced to take your trash talk and whatever else you decide to do with cute lil me.

Chats preferred, dms welcome, hit me up so we can discuss our ideas and kinks! Let me know the sport and the teams to show you read this all the way through :)

A little repost since you guys are fun, and I'm too lazy to write out a new one. Hi! 27, f here! So, this post is a little different I suppose! Not looking for a roleplay here, more of a conversation! A meta one if you will, on well, sluttiness, sexual promiscuity, and sort of the whole competition between guys! In other words, I want to talk to you about our feelings, and thoughts on sluttiness as a modern phenomena.

One reason for making this post, well the main reason is that, well I always have been sort of a "slut". Never been ashamed of it, but, recently started to, well feel the need to open up about it a bit more and talking about it, owning it and digesting it online. Just as a way of having fun, so no pics or stuff, ask me and I will not reply. But talk about my experiences, yes very much. After a few bad experiences I had to set some new rules and make another account, but now I'm back! Never mind that though, haha just a bit of background on me haha.

So I'm looking for fun, open conversations about my own, and sexual promiscuity in general. I'm also very in to talking about the male experience. In lack of better terms, the whole "alpha-beta" dynamic. The competions between men, size differences, the small male percentage that seems to have a sort of a monopoly on sex, or more specifically the ability to have multiple female sexual partners, why it is like this and what we think of it. I know the world is a lot less black and white than the internet makes you think, still it's fun to discuss.

To summarize a little, this is an invitation to a discussion on what it is like to be a slut, our thoughts on sexual promiscuity and sluttiness in modern society especially as relating to the female sex, and the sexual dynamic and competition between men.

So, feel free to message me, for a fun open conversation and an exchange of stories and experiences. And please, chat function only.

And a little kink list: big cocks, group sex, exhibitionism, light domination, bisexuality.

Do not talk to me about: non-con, vomit, scat, pee, zoo, anything gross like that.

Please write "coconut" in your opening statement to let me know you read my post. And finally, I often get a lot of messages. It's a lot to sort through them all, so please don't be angry if I don't respond!

I might not be around for long tonight, so it might be a while until I get to you!

OH AND AGAIN, PLEASE, CHAT FUNCTION ONLY

Hi, I'm looking for a roleplay partner with a cuckquean theme. I haven't come up with a detailed story yet, but I'll post it here, at least a light outline.

We're a long-married couple from a wealthier class whose love life is considerably boring and monotonous, and even when we make love, it's just not the same. Plus, we're trying for a second child, but we can't get pregnant at all. Largely exhausted by all the striving and bored by the repetitive sex, one day we come to discuss reviving our love life. And surprisingly, you come up with a crazy idea. You confide in me that you'd like to see me enjoying myself with another woman... and maybe... maybe you'd even like her to be the future mother of our second child. You confide that you've longed to be there afterwards, squirting my seed into someone else's cunt, and you wouldn't mind if it was someone we knew. It could be our firstborn's nanny, or a colleague, or a friend of our child, or someone else.

If you're interested in this outline of the story, I'd love to hear from you. Nothing is predefined, except the basic idea and we can tweak everything according to our preferences and wishes.