Entering the bar with 2 buddies. I'm still full of anger. My long term gf just made another of her scenes of jealousy. I cannot stand it anymore. It was just a padel match and a couple of beers with my friends.

The same story over and over. "you know your friends! they are searching bitches every night! who knows where they take you!" i'm tired of that. She hates them.

They are my friends, i can't stop go out with them because of the jealousy.

I'm 5'9, medium curly dark hair, short beard, green eyes. Wearing a light blue jeans and a dark blue shirt with rolled up sleeves. I had a couple of drinks with the guys, then they moved away with 2 girls.

I hate this situation too, everytime they find some girls and disappear. Do you understand why she hates them?

I approach the counter, i know the bartender, there are few people around, probably i can have a chat with him, talking about soccer, or cars, or motorcycles maybe. I think i'll stay another half an hour, then i'll try not to have my license taken away on the way home.

I'm drinking another long island, this is the last one, i swear.

The barman has to work, time to go. I turn my head, searching for the exit, and i see you.

Hi! Please be kind, english is not my first language, hope it is good enough for you.

Feel free to add elements to my plot, your character can be anyone you want!

my kinks: cheating, risk of being caught, flirting, light bdsm, spanking, hair pulling, deepthroat, feet, lingerie, heels, rough sex, anal, plugs, deep throat, dom and many others

limits: too unrealistic, gore, scat, sharing, too much violence.

Thanks for reading this far.

All characters are over 18

[M4M] Four Lifelong Friends Become a Couple

Your character and mine are part of a group of four friends who have been together since elementary. Just four bros who've stayed together into their adult lives. However, one portion where they seem to fail is love. All their girlfriends, wives, and partners have fallen through in some way. They decide after one of them has a bad divorce to spend a month at a cabin. When they leave, they decide to become a polyamorous quadruple, loving and having sex within the four of them. Then they move into a place together and start figuring out how to live their lives with each other.

I was thinking my character and yours Would be first to arrive about a week before the others. I'm the only one who was actually gay, never particularly finding the right guy. I'm thinking yours could be just a regular, run of the mill straight guy who's never even been with a guy. However, we get to talking and realize We both haven't gotten married in months. We end up hooking up and things go from there. Eventually our other two friends arrive and we slowly work our way to being a quadruple.

For the characters, I would like for each of us to play two characters. Among the four I think it would be cool if my main character was a total top, and the other three of you were a verse top, a verse bottom, and a total bottom, But that is open to negotiation. I would also like this to be fairly detailed, with at least a small paragraph per response.

As for sex, my kinks are as follows (More can be added, but these are just my favorites): extreme anal play/fisting, group sex, armpit fetish, water sports, sounding, chastity, jockstraps, food play, enema, prolapsing, nullo

My limits: Scat, violence, gore, feminization, crossdressing, bestiality

I would prefer to do this role play through Reddit chat. My time zone is GMT-6, And I'll try to respond as much as I can. However, I thankfully have a full-time job during these times, albeit sometimes with odd hours.

"General Quarters, General Quarters - all hands man your battle stations. Transit up and forward starboard side, down and aft port side. Potential pirate vessel sighted..."

The klaxon sounded over the 1MC as I stepped onto the bridge, a seaman sealing the hatch behind me. Compared to all the USN sailors in their digital blue-and-grey coveralls, I was positively drab: woodland MARPAT, elbow pads, knee pads, olive khaki body armour and helmet. But with my kitted-out carbine, pouches festooned across my front - full of magazine after magazine of 5.56mm, holster strapped low on my right leg with my .45 - I stood out in a different way. But even dressed as I was, I only got a sharp glance before the sailors got back to their tasks at getting the ship to battle status. The captain sat in his chair, speaking orders into his comm handset - his silver-hair made spotting him across the bridge a piece of cake.

Before moving over to him, I looked at the bronze plate embedded on the rear bulkhead of the bridge. USS Jason Dunham - Jason L. Dunham, Cpl, USMC. He was a squad leader in Iraq, when an insurgent dropped a grenade near his squad. Rather than try to take cover, Dunham threw himself on top of the grenade. The blast killed him, but his body shielded his squad. He died eight days later - he was 22. He was posthumously awarded the Medal of Honor. I hoped I could be a fraction of the marine he was, and I was proud to be serving aboard the ship bearing his name. A ship that, upon passing its shakedown cruise, had been immediately assigned to Combined Task Force 151 - a multinational effort to combat piracy in the Gulf of Aden. There were ships from the US, Canada, Denmark, Korea, even the Aussies contributed a ship.

The ships of CTF-151 patrolled the waters from the Gulf of Aden to the western parts of the Arabian sea, especially around the coasts of Somalia. In doing so, they protected the merchant ships responsible for a large fraction of the world's commerce from pirates who threatened to hijack ships, take their crews hostage, and then take control of the vessels and cargoes. As an armed warship, the Dunham was one of ships tasks with hunting down any suspected pirate vessels - like the one we were about to board.

As as one of the "Visit, Board, Search, and Seize" (VBSS) team members, it was my job to actually board the ship - something the crew of which may or may not like - and take control of it. Not only that, but today, I was more than just a a team member.

I stood at attention in front of the captain, "Skipper."

He turned and reached to clip the comm handset back into its holder, "Gunny. How's the team looking?"

"Like clockwork, Skipper. We'll be ready once the RHIBs are within range," I nodded. "Sir, is it true about the LT?"

The captain grimaced, but likewise nodded. "Afraid so, Gunny: Cirrhosis. Lieutenant Hoffman's not just off the boarding crew, he's out of the Navy. You up for taking the boarding party? Not just now, but until a new officer is assigned."

"Oorah, Skipper," I nodded again, this time with more certainty. I wasn't a Marine NCO if I wasn't ready to step up.

One of the look-outs called out to the captain, "Captain, the boat still isn't heaving to."

He turned, looking out the front windows. He grabbed his handset again, "Combat, Bridge. TAO: Send one last hail to the suspect vessel and slew the 5-inch of its bow. Then have one of the .50 cals ready to fire a warning burst."

When the captain turned to give the orders, my eyes slid over to a Navy lieutenant (junior grade) who was acting as the Officer of the Deck. Wisps of her hair escaped her cap as she lowered her binoculars. Her bright eyes swiveled to me when she noticed me looking at her. Given the situation outside, no one on the bridge was aware that either of us noticed the other. But her eyes changed slightly and her lip crept into a delicate bite. In return I gave her a wink right before the captain turned back to me.

"Alright, looks like we're going to have to do this the hard way." He gave me a look and I snapped my attention back to him. "Gunnery Sergeant Jackson, take TAIPAN. Board that ship, turn it inside out, and then give the crew a stern talking to."

"Aye aye, Skipper." I set off to leave the bridge. I gave one last look to the Officer of the Deck just as the port-side .50cal let off a throaty six-round burst.

Looking for a long-term RP with some romance and covert coitus!

Kinks mainly are romance and hidden sex - other can be discussed. Limits are standard: Blood, Scat, Vore, and NJPs.

After years of study and training, and then working for others, I had honed my massage craft to the point I felt comfortable opening my own place. Not one of those seedy places on the edge of town, but a legit massage business with a storefront in the main shopping plaza in town.

The thing was, for certain female clients, lines may blur or even cross from time to time. It was never guaranteed, and didn’t happen all the time, but if the right signals given and the right feelings were passed between us, things could certainly cross lines.

The studio was well apportioned, a reception area to welcome customers. Plush, comfortable seating as they waited for the masseuse to get ready. Water, juices, and wine were always offered to clients as they waited. Down a small hallway off the reception area were several rooms, each with a table, chair, cabinets holding towels, oils, and lotions, and a small changing area with a privacy partition for undressing and dressing again. The walls were sound proofed, and covered in various pieces of art. And of course, soft music played, to keep the mood relaxed and easy going.

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Thanks for reading. Today I’d like to play a scene where you come to the studio for a massage and things cross the line. I’d like to include some buildup, flirting, and teasing to set the mood.

Kinks are: buildup, kissing, foreplay, tittyplay, oral, squirting and cumshots, anal and assplay, and of course passionate, steamy sex any way but missionary.

I’d love to hear back from you.

PM only, no chat.

Hi there!

I had a minor back injury some days ago, it hurts bad the first days, now it's getting better, so i stayed home from work, for days! And far, too much far, from my motorcycle. Man, that's boring!

I got bored of Netflix, videogames and everything else. I'm just lying on the bed, alone. There is a bad storm outside, electricity is unstable, so i literally can't do anything.

Nobody should come until a few hours. Or maybe not...

It's not a great day over here, until you arrive. Will you make it better? Or maybe you'll try to make it even worse?

You can be whatever you want: a doctor/nurse, a thief, a neighbor, a real estate agent interested in my house, a scared girl in search of help. Feel free to tell me your idea, and to create your own character, I'm open to new fantasies, too.

35M, italian, 5'9, medium curly dark hair, short beard, green eyes. 
Kinks: cheating, risk of being caught, lingerie, feet, anal, plugs, deep throat, cunnilingus, dom, spanking and many others.

Limits: gay interactions, scat, gore, illegal stuff.

You can send PMs, Reddit chat or whatever you want

38/M/US, bisexual looking for someone who loves rubber for erotic chat, roleplay, sharing mutual love for all things latex. Feel free to message me if you are looking for someone to talk with.

I am 6' 2", 190lbs, fairly fit, somewhat muscular. I am bisexual but definitely prefer more feminine traits, not really into a lot of body or facial hair. I also tend to be a bit more on the submissive side, I love the idea of serving a rubber master or mistress and being used as an object or feminized. If you would like to initiate a chat, please share your kinks and limits in addition to your A/S/L.

I am not looking for IRL meetups, just some kinky correspondence.

"One hour! One whole rambling hour of random history and myths just to find out where the old Temple might be!"

"What did you expect from such a bumbling fool?"

Dr. Runo De-Vergen gave the two self-proclaimed 'adventurers' an absent minded wave as he went back to reading the hefty tome he was reading before in the dusty bookstore. Though known by many in Westruun, Dr De-Vergen was left alone by most people - only other scholars really had the interest to interact with the bumbling, spectacled academic. He seemingly looked the part: rough-spun linen shirt which was repaired with patches in places, dark-colour trousers, tall and hardy leather boots, an oiled-leather longcoat, and a set of crystal-lensed spectacles in front of emerald green eyes.

His face was hidden under a thick beard, moustache, and roughly-mussed dark hair - when it wasn't buried in a book or scroll. Dr. De-Vergen also had a rapier in a scabbard on his left side, the hilt of which protruded from the part in his coat; though, no-one could recall him ever drawing it - and even more joked that he was more likely to hit with (or hide behind) the oiled-leather satchel that was always slung over his shoulder (which seemed to hold at least one book at all times).

Just as Runo put back the book, he felt a tingle from a pouch on the back of his belt - it was a familiar sensation, and a feeling he couldn't ignore. He slid the book back into the bookshelf, nodded an appreciative nod to the store-owner, and then exited onto the busy streets of the Market Ward in Westruun. After walking through the crowd, surreptitiously making sure he wasn't being followed or watched, he ducked into a dark alley. Navigating the puddles and shadows, he slipped between two tall crates and reached into the pouch at his back, pulling out a stone graved with a crest consisting of the Sun, a leafless tree and five small stars.

'Doctor' Runo De-Vergen, absent-minded scholar, was actually 'Jager' Runo De-Vergen, clandestine Grey Hunt operative from the city of Whitestone, serving abroad as the surreptitious eyes and ears of the Whitestone-ruling De Rolo family.

Runo closed his fist around the stone - a Sending Stone - to receive the message in his mind. Rather than the rough, gravelly voice of Justicar Marsh, the voice was female: melodic, elegant, and more importantly - instantly recognisable to anyone from Whitestone.

Grand to Jersey. Important mission for you. Head east to Drynna. Reserve inn room under 'Dalgliesh'. Contact will find you. Grand, out.

Behind his spectacles, Runo's eyebrows furrowed. Every member of the Grey Hunt was given a single-word sobriquet for brevity during Sendings: Runo's was "Jersey", Justicar Marsh's (as the handler of Grey Hunt operatives abroad) was "Sandal".

"Grand" was assigned to the leader of the Grey Hunt: the Grand Mistress Lady Vex'ahlia - Baroness of the First House of Whitestone and Coinmistress of the Tal'dorei Council.

Runo lifted the stone to his lips and spoke quietly, "Jersey to Grand. Orders received and understood. Will depart by sundown - expect to be in Drynna within four days. Jersey, out."

Tucking the stone away, Runo then stepped back into the bustling main street - once again the bumbling academic - heading home to a ground-level flat he had in a building on the southern-side of the Residential Ward. Locking the door and drawing the curtains, he started packing a travelling bag for his journey east to the fishing town of Drynna on the coast of Tal'dorei. Once his bag and satchel were packed, he pulled aside the right side of his longcoat and unholstered his true weapon: a pistol. Four silver barrels with streaks of white, and a grip carved from Parchwood walnut. Inset in the grip was a silver seal of the Grey Hunt. Runo checked the chambers, the barrels, the action. Then he reholstered the pistol and covered it with his longcoat.

Slinging his bags over his shoulder and putting a wide-brimmed traveller's hat on his head, Runo locked the door to his flat and started walking east. He had a long way to go...

Hello!

So, I'm looking to do an RP adventure in the CRITICAL ROLE world of Exandria. My character will be a Grey Hunt operative from Whitestone, dispatched on a mission by Lady Vex'ahlia herself. What will the mission be? And whom will he meet: an OC of your own design? A canon character - perhaps even Vex'ahlia herself?

In either case, long-term, this will be an RP of adventure, sex, and romance. Other kinks are up for discussion; Limits are relatively standard: Blood, Scat, Vore, and hiding your dice.

So, if you're up for adventure and eroticism, send me a PM and let's start talking!

BlueTowelWithHoles

Bidet!

“C’mon, just gimme your blood already! It’s totally normal, I swear~!” The girl said, clad in a loose spaghetti strapped tank top, wearing a red hoodie open that was way too big for her, one that she stole from me… She adjusting her position on the sofa, the pale skin of her thighs and shins visible under the small booty shorts she wore.

“That’s not normal. Besides, won’t that make me your servant or whatever? Screw that!” He said, glancing at the girl, her red eyes glowing with the anticipation of a delicious feast, or from a hunger for something more primal.

“My Vassal, yes.” She replied, sitting up straighter and leaning over. “It’s just like a contract or whatever. You’ll be the human that I can drink from whenever I’m… parched~” She said, her radiating crimson eyes scanning me as if I were her pray, locking at the exposed skin on his neck. He gave a huff and ignored her despite her defiant whining.

Life had been like this ever since I had met her. As you could tell, she was a vampire, a real one, with fangs, a thirst for blood and hatred for sunlight. Even wings, if you can imagine. It had been 6 months ago since I bought myself an apartment, for a suspiciously cheap price too. Had the previous owners been murdered here? A den of drugs in the attic or a rotting corpse even? Well, not exactly a corpse, but there was a coffin in the basement, one that I had in my ignorance, disturbed.

Groaning and grungy from a deep sleep emerged a girl in her early twenties, her skin a sickly pale grey despite her seeming youth. She was, in fact, a vampire and a relatively old one at that, nearly two centuries my senior. Regardless, offended by my disruption, she began to live with me, steadfast in her belief that I was trespassing in her home, even though I had bought the place legally. Even then, she lounged around comfortably, as if still the owner of the home. Though, after many fights she came to a brilliant solution (in her mind), that in exchange for living here, she could drink my blood and become her vassal, one that I naturally refused.

Now 6 months later it’s been the same thing, her reassured that I’d make the perfect vassal for her and me refusing. Maybe she was just hungry from all her sleep, the blood of stray animals not exactly saying her thirst. She nagged and whined for me to accept, not that I would mind having a cute girl like her to drink my blood, even if she were a vampire. Though, I wasn’t going to offer myself for free, even if she wasn’t all that bad to look at either. I’d be making sure this freeloading bum of a vampire would pay me back, one way or another.

(Howdy! Hope you liked that prompt. Feel free to DM me so we can discuss any kinks, limits and other ideas or questions about the RP in general. Hope to hear from you soon!)

We have been together for a while and now going through a rough patch. We discussed it and decided to have some time alone for ourselves. You went on a vacation after your friends persuasion.

It didn't take much time for me to realize how much I missed you.

I called up your friends and paid a surprise visit to the hotel and asked them not to reveal my plan. I took the keycard and entered your room while you are in your shower.

I waited for you patiently behind the corner table. You walked out of the bathroom, not knowing about me in your room and started applying moisturizer, admiring the beautiful sunrise over the endless ocean.

I stayed calm , watching your silhouette, water dripping from your hair and running down along your curves, and your skin glistening in the warm sunshine. I don't want to

I walked towards you and slowly and embraced you from behind.

End of Prompt

Kinks are slow burn slice of life RP, oral, clothes on, tease, vanilla sprinkled with passionate rough sex.

Limits are anything extreme and distasteful for both of us, extreme pain and blood.

It has been a long time between Mod Announcements.

Although the subreddit may seem quiet we have been fending off spam posts and sellers. There has been a pattern of posts,that we wanted to alert users of the sub to.

It seems with the constant reporting and banning of spammers, that activity has died down. The new influx of sellers however, are harder to spot. Thankfully we have had users report posts that seem to be genuine, but when you investigate their profile it is clear they are all following the same script.

We are banning and removing any attempts at posting here, but please be aware on any other subreddits you may frequent.

The posts are usually F4M, age is usually 19 or 24. Accounts are 4 to 6 months old, there is usually a pinned profile picture, the pictures are around one month old. The posts all request respondents be males over the age of 25.

It is always a good idea to check the history of users before you interact with them. Have the types of posts changed? Do they change their age or location in post titles? Is an account a few years old but there are no posts? These are areas we look at when reviewing posts for EPP, and find it helpful for general Reddit use.

22M here, hello! I'm getting engaged to a nice lady soon, but I've been getting curious.

Well, very curious, in fact. Especially for older men. It's actually the only kind of thought that's gotten me going these past few years...

I live in Chicago now (Texas transplant). I used to play soccer, but nowdays I only lift weights. I live with a roommate, I sit in an office chair most days. I don't tend to get out much.

6', white man. Let me know if you'd like to chat about anything. I'm always up for making new friends!

Sara and I had been introduced in college at a time when neither of us were really looking to settle down. We had our fun but nothing formal happened. It wasn't until after we graduated and we reconnected through some mutual friends that we started to seriously fall for each other. Sara had gotten a job at the city's hospital and I was working for real estate firm. Our families seemed to really like us together and we took the next step in buying a condo together and before we knew it, I popped the question. Being from a well-off family, I was able to afford a decent sized ring that Sara really liked. It was a fairy tale.

The whole time we were dating and after our engagement, Sara told me that she was upset that her childhood best friend hadn't seen her in so long. It had been so long that I haven't even met you. Sure, tons of FaceTime.. but that didn't count. Sara was so excited that you agreed to be her bridesmaid but knew that you'd have to eventually travel here to Raleigh in order to get your dress fitted.

The wedding... I wouldn't say that I didn't enjoy the process of planning the wedding. It's just that.. To me, a wedding was just a party amongst friends. By the time we were a few months out from the big day, she had already blown the budget. I had agreed to pay for part of the wedding along with her dad. Regardless, the pieces were starting to fall into place. One missing piece, your dress was being taken care of this weekend when you were visiting.

It's the morning that you're getting here, a Friday, I was planning on taking a half day at work. I'm drinking coffee and looking at some mail. Long story short, there's a bill for a wedding expense that I didn't know about. I find out that Sara had gotten a "separate" wedding budget from her father. We both leave for work pretty upset. She's upset that I'm not giving her a dream wedding and I'm upset at the thought of her deceit.

A few hours into my workday, I get a text from Sara. "Sorry about this morning, I want to talk about this tonight. I'm stuck here for longer. Are you able to sneak out of work and pick her up from the airport? :) <3 xoxo"

I see the text and I don't really have an option. The "her" is you and I'm on my way to pick you up now...

Hey all! So I had started this idea for someone else that doesn't want to play anymore but the idea is the your character is my fiance's childhood best friend and we haven't met yet. There is plenty of room for you to provide background. Our characters haven't met in person, only via some FaceTimes with Sara where I was in the background. I wrote this in first person but happy to do third person too!

I am detailed, interested in a natural and realistic development. I am very patient and I love to write! I also love references for our characters.

I have years and years of playing experience. I look for longer posts to get us started and then typically do paragraph responses as we get into the play. Looking for a good mix of play and smut but I don't want the role to be smut heavy, I do enjoy amazing storytelling.

Interests: bareback, oral, anal, unprotected , creampies, lingerie, heels, shorts, short skirts/dresses, long slender legs, rough, light hair pulling and spanking, oral (giving and receiving), mutual attraction/teasing/seduction.

Limits: scat, gore.

I really hope to hear back from you to discuss the role more! I desperately want a long term play. You can respond to my start or we can discuss the roleplay first. You pick.

Here I am, dropping another line into the cesspool of reddit. I have gotten responses but so far haven't found the right connection. I am looking for a girl who can carry on their end of a conversation, I'm funny, snarky, and can write more than a three word sentence, I'm looking for something similar.

This is just something causal and fun. I don't need a daytime wife/girlfriend. We'd be friends, with benefits. Ideally, this is something long term, but not something where I feel like I have to be available to you all day every day.

Attraction is necessary, I am an average guy with the average dad bod, tight beard and tattoo. Looking for someone I am attracted to,

About me: I am married with kids. I WFH and when I get bored, I come here to pass the time.

About you: it helps if you are also married so we have that in common and you understand that life gets in the way of play. You'll also understand my need for privacy and discretion.

If any of this sounds like what you're looking for, send me a chat and lets see where it takes us.

Demon x human: A human goes into a bar after work, on a city in which humans and monsters co-exist together, the guy has a lot more going for him than people think, but he would rather have a simple lifestyle, and not tell his likings, specially his kinks, a demon that is pissed off from her last relationship comes into the bar too, and without knowing she would finally find a partner that would treat her like she wants.

A strange but fated encounter would happen late night at a bar, when a tall man sits down to relax, as he had finished his graveyard shift, life had finally slowed down enough for him to have a moment of peace, and take in everything that had happened lately, his last relationship unable to be described as anything else more than a nightmare, as he basically had to escape from his old life after he got discharged from the hospital due to a brutal case of domestic abuse. As he places down his order, and spaces out looking at the tv, the woman who would change his life would enter.

Both characters having back stories, the human finally being able to appreciate life as he finally found someone that is worth making an effort to get out of his comfort zone and start living again after a miserable period of his life, and the demon changing her mind regarding mortals, as she used to think that all of them were just sex toys, but ends up actually falling for the human, and thinks about his mortality, and how he will not last forever, I’d like this to be a long term rp if possible. The succubus can have multiple forms, so you can change how you look depending on how you feel and how youd like to rp Kinks will be explained on dms, but its mostly expansion kinks making your tits, ass and thighs grow

As an athlete, I'm always around moms of other players, unfortunately I am unable to do anything about it. But nothing is stopping me from having fun with the moms of reddit. I'm looking for the innocent mom who doesn't post and lurks around this subreddit. You know who you are. The quiet ones are always the dirtiest no? The fun mom who is able to joke around and knows how to have a good time! I've always had an obession with older women, it started out with a crush on a friend's mom. She was way older, but she was beautiful, she was charming and innocent seeming, but I just knew she had a naughty side. Since then I've been chasing the same feeling since I laid eyes on her. Nothing compares to talking and having fun with an older woman, espeically a mom or married wife.

44 MtF recently started transitioning, lost over 50lbs but still feeling meh. I need a distraction at work so looking for a good conversation. Can you hold an interesting conversation? I’m into gaming, coding, table top gaming, art, criptid, sports, movies, music….mostly the normal nerdy stuff haha. Tell me about you! I’m an open book and don’t mind talking about just about any topic. What makes you tick? What are you into? Say hi and let’s see what happens!

"General Quarters, General Quarters - all hands man your battle stations. Transit up and forward starboard side, down and aft port side. Potential pirate vessel sighted..."

The klaxon sounded over the 1MC as I stepped onto the bridge, a seaman sealing the hatch behind me. Compared to all the USN sailors in their digital blue-and-grey coveralls, I was positively drab: woodland MARPAT, elbow pads, knee pads, olive khaki body armour and helmet. But with my kitted-out carbine, pouches festooned across my front - full of magazine after magazine of 5.56mm, holster strapped low on my right leg with my .45 - I stood out in a different way. But even dressed as I was, I only got a sharp glance before the sailors got back to their tasks at getting the ship to battle status. The captain sat in his chair, speaking orders into his comm handset - his silver-hair made spotting him across the bridge a piece of cake.

Before moving over to him, I looked at the bronze plate embedded on the rear bulkhead of the bridge. USS Jason Dunham - Jason L. Dunham, Cpl, USMC. He was a squad leader in Iraq, when an insurgent dropped a grenade near his squad. Rather than try to take cover, Dunham threw himself on top of the grenade. The blast killed him, but his body shielded his squad. He died eight days later - he was 22. He was posthumously awarded the Medal of Honor. I hoped I could be a fraction of the marine he was, and I was proud to be serving aboard the ship bearing his name. A ship that, upon passing its shakedown cruise, had been immediately assigned to Combined Task Force 151 - a multinational effort to combat piracy in the Gulf of Aden. There were ships from the US, Canada, Denmark, Korea, even the Aussies contributed a ship.

The ships of CTF-151 patrolled the waters from the Gulf of Aden to the western parts of the Arabian sea, especially around the coasts of Somalia. In doing so, they protected the merchant ships responsible for a large fraction of the world's commerce from pirates who threatened to hijack ships, take their crews hostage, and then take control of the vessels and cargoes. As an armed warship, the Dunham was one of ships tasks with hunting down any suspected pirate vessels - like the one we were about to board.

As as one of the "Visit, Board, Search, and Seize" (VBSS) team members, it was my job to actually board the ship - something the crew of which may or may not like - and take control of it. Not only that, but today, I was more than just a a team member.

I stood at attention in front of the captain, "Skipper."

He turned and reached to clip the comm handset back into its holder, "Gunny. How's the team looking?"

"Like clockwork, Skipper. We'll be ready once the RHIBs are within range," I nodded. "Sir, is it true about the LT?"

The captain grimaced, but likewise nodded. "Afraid so, Gunny: Cirrhosis. Lieutenant Hoffman's not just off the boarding crew, he's out of the Navy. You up for taking the boarding party? Not just now, but until a new officer is assigned."

"Oorah, Skipper," I nodded again, this time with more certainty. I wasn't a Marine NCO if I wasn't ready to step up.

One of the look-outs called out to the captain, "Captain, the boat still isn't heaving to."

He turned, looking out the front windows. He grabbed his handset again, "Combat, Bridge. TAO: Send one last hail to the suspect vessel and slew the 5-inch of its bow. Then have one of the .50 cals ready to fire a warning burst."

When the captain turned to give the orders, my eyes slid over to a Navy lieutenant (junior grade) who was acting as the Officer of the Deck. Wisps of her hair escaped her cap as she lowered her binoculars. Her bright eyes swiveled to me when she noticed me looking at her. Given the situation outside, no one on the bridge was aware that either of us noticed the other. But her eyes changed slightly and her lip crept into a delicate bite. In return I gave her a wink right before the captain turned back to me.

"Alright, looks like we're going to have to do this the hard way." He gave me a look and I snapped my attention back to him. "Gunnery Sergeant Jackson, take TAIPAN. Board that ship, turn it inside out, and then give the crew a stern talking to."

"Aye aye, Skipper." I set off to leave the bridge. I gave one last look to the Officer of the Deck just as the port-side .50cal let off a throaty six-round burst.

Looking for a long-term RP with some romance and covert coitus!

Kinks mainly are romance and hidden sex - other can be discussed. Limits are standard: Blood, Scat, Vore, and NJPs.

We work together at the same company and have to work on a project together. We had never really talked to each other before, but I had noticed you and you had noticed me but as we’re working together, we start to click and hang out outside of work. The company retreat happens and the tension is so think you could cut it with a knife. We spend the trip hanging out with coworkers but one night we stay up after a big party the company threw us for far surpassing our goals. I was going through a rough divorce and your long term boyfriend just dumped you before the trip and this was your chance to get it off your mind for awhile.

I would like to explore the scenario where we hook up at the company retreat and have to navigate the ensuing process of continuing to hook up and eventually you getting pregnant and going down that road of navigating that and work all while keeping our relationship with each other.

My character in this would be 28, your character can be anywhere from 22-mid 50s. I do also have a thing for older women so if that’s up your alley then great! I would love something long term but if you’re looking for something quick I’m sure we can figure it out together!

I have an idea for my character Nick (28M), 6’, broad shoulder and black hair. We can think of a character for you or if you bring one that’s even better. Looking for a long term roleplay where we can dive into what our kinks are together but I would like for it to stay mainly focused around this subject. When you message me I would appreciate you telling me a little about your character and your kinks and limits so we can make some thing work!

I hope to hear from you and I look forward to hearing about where all we can go from this!

Disclaimer: The below is not a role-play prompt

Still available

Experience not required

Not your ordinary prompt

Your requirements

• Over the age of 25, (preferably 28-50). My sincere apologies, just trying to find someone who I can connect with.
• I will accept ladies who are senior. I don't mind how old you are, as long as it forms a connection.
• You aren't a dominant or intend to dominate (unless asked) as this conflicts with me being dominant

Who am I?

• I am a 29 year old straight male living in a Pacific Island country.
• I am tall, slim to medium built, tanned
• I am told that I am quite intelligent and also wise beyond my years
• Dominant
• Responds in several, short, well thought out responses
• will not write lengthy paragraphs but it is intended that the exchange will be descriptive
• the idea is: it is in the moment, spontaneous and catches you off guard

What I am looking for?

Looking for a woman who wants to do a written exchange in the present moment perhaps with a bit of aided imagination.

The idea is to be as spontaneous as possible.

It's assumed you're a woman, alone, seeking banter, excitement, a little romance, and/or more,...

I will flirt with you and ask you all sorts of cheeky and naughty questions.

You can choose to answer or skip.

The idea is to have some fun that provides us both excitement in the spur of the moment. I will write you actions that I'll perform, and I expect you to tell me how that would make you feel or how you would respond and react.

If you have any requests, specific kinks, needs or limits, I will gladly accept it and incorporate it into our encounter.

You're most welcome to send me a chat message (or DM) and enquire if any of the above interests you.

If you've read this far, Thank you for reading I hope to hear from you

Yours Truly

Neil

Sometimes I hate my job. Dealing with customers and having to put on a friendly and happy face even on days when I'm not feeling it.  Add to that the daily stresses of life, it all just makes me want to throw in the towel.

All I want to do is to come home and have a nice thick cock shoved inside of me.  Maybe down my throat to start, leading up to being bent over and getting fucked roughly in my pussy or ass.  Just make me forget about my day and work.

I don't want to have to think or worry about anything going on in my life right now.  I'm a bit stressed out and overwhelmed that I want to just run away from it all.

I just want to get fucked and used.  That's my therapy.  That's what makes me happy.  Make everything in my life NOT matter.  The only things that should are, how hard I can keep your dick.  How much I can make you cum and how much pleasure you can get out of using me.

I know this is all a bit short but I think you guys can relate and know what I need.

Some kinks of mine to give you ideas:

blowjobs, deepthroating, getting face/throat fucked, misogyny, excessive amounts of cum, anal, face fucking, hair pulling, name calling, degradation, sub/dom, tit fucking, cock worship, swallowing, getting jacked off on, handjobs, dirty talk, throatpies, rough sex

Hello! It’s been a hot minute since I’ve been here. I used to frequent this sub years ago and took a hiatus for personal reasons. So here we go with a new account and fresh start. I do want to put a disclaimer out up front that I don’t have a whole lot of time to correspond, and as such my responses will likely be a couple days apart, but I intend to make up for the sparsity of my messages with length and quality. I’d like to think about this as writing a novel or narrative together as we RP our characters. I understand if this already turns off a lot of potential writing partners, and I apologize but I figured I’d get that out of the way up front so no one is under any illusions. Anywho on to my prompt:

Miss Priscilla Hildebrandt is the wealthy CEO of a global financial holdings firm. She’s 38 years old, single, and openly lesbian. She has a penchant for approaching random women she sees as desirable and offering them large sums of money to spend the weekend with her, paying no heed to their sexual orientation. In fact, she prefers going after straight women for the extra challenge. But to earn the money, the women she approaches have to sign a contract saying they consent to being Miss Hildebrandt’s legal property for 72 hours. The contracts always spell out protections for the women so they know they won’t be harmed out of malicious intent, and there’s always a safe word involved which Priscilla considers sacrosanct. Her latest target of desire is a waitress at a fine dining restaurant she visits on a regular basis.

Lily Peterson is the waitress in question at Saveurs de Paris, a fine dining restaurant serving high end French cuisine. She is 20 years old, single, and 100% sure she’s straight. She’s trying to get by paying for college on her own with her job waiting tables. The pay sucks but the tips are good since most of the patrons are very wealthy. However her tuition is expensive and she has to live downtown so her rent is through the roof, and she doesn’t know how she’ll be able to pay for her last year if her landlord keeps increasing her rent. She needs money but she doesn’t want to do anything too drastic. Starting an OnlyFans as absolutely out of the question. She knows who Priscilla is based on the notoriety of her position as a CEO and public figure, and always makes sure she gives Priscilla the best service when assigned to wait her table. What she doesn’t know is Priscilla’s special proclivities, but she’s about to find out.

I am willing to write as either character as I am switch. I envision Priscilla as highly dominant with a commanding presence. She gets her way a lot and nobody who knows her has the courage to say “no” to her. People would rather be uncomfortable and do things they do want to do around her rather than risk making her mad. Lily on the other hand I see having 2 options, one being a people pleaser, always just wanting to make those around her happy even at her own detriment. The other being a strong-willed, stubborn student trying desperately to make ends meet independently. Of course, you are absolutely welcome to create your own personality for whichever character you choose.

Please message me if you’re interested in writing as either character, and please let me know which you’d prefer.

Kinks include: rope play, breath play, public play, orgasm control, CNC, forced lesbian, free use, light pain, and big toys

Limits include: anal, scat, piss, blood and other bodily fluids, beastiality, extreme pain, and snuff

You might be the lurker that just say, "what if?" You might be your second time and got heart broken.

Yes, I've been in your shoes before. I'm a 34 year old married man, who is a chubby dad bod. I'm a nerd but can hold up a conversation about various things, if given the chance. Also I live in Florida as well and it is hot as the dickens. What I'm here for is to find a partner in crime that can be there for each other but also respect that we can't always be there do to our own situation and don't want it to be change as well. I do want things to be slow a bit, get to know each other and then maybe later on get to naughty or if the vibe is right as well. Of course, that isn't the important, we do want a partner just to be there for us to feel appreciate. To feel like we can have that spark. And other little things as well.

Now here are the requirements from you: Just be you. Body size, height, or whatever doesn't matter. Race don't matter as well. Age... well does matter if you're over 18. Otherwise, just be your full 100% self with me that maybe you haven't shown in a while or haven't been comfortable with as well.

I do hope to hear from you soon!

You might be the lurker that just say, "what if?" You might be your second time and got heart broken. Or you probably been doing this for a while and just say to yourself "let's do this again!"

Yes, I've been in your shoes before. I'm a 34 year old married man, who is a chubby dad bod. I'm a nerd but can hold up a conversation about various things, if given the chance. Also I live in Florida as well and it is hot as the dickens. What I'm here for is to find a partner in crime that can be there for each other but also respect that we can't always be there do to our own situation and don't want it to be change as well. I do want things to be slow a bit, get to know each other and then maybe later on get to naughty or if the vibe is right as well. Of course, that isn't the important, we do want a partner just to be there for us to feel appreciate. To feel like we can have that spark. And other little things as well.

Now here are the requirements from you: Just be you. Body size, height, or whatever doesn't matter. Race don't matter as well. Age... well does matter if you're over 18. Otherwise, just be your full 100% self with me that maybe you haven't shown in a while or haven't been comfortable with as well.

I do hope to hear from you soon!

Feel free to message me no matter how old this post is!

This is something I really love doing. I can't put it any other way. There is nothing better than being with a woman, even simply through chat, the first time she experiences such an immense amount of pleasure. Wave after wave.

There's a special technique that I love to use. It's not entirely mental, but I guarantee that I will help you cum without the use of your fingers or toys. That's right, you will cum—over and over, I should point out—without a finger on your clit or a toy in your pussy.

I want to help you achieve something amazing. I am always honoured to play even the smallest role along the path of female empowerment. To be clear, I don't take credit for any of what you will feel. I want to be here for support and encouragement as, together, we give you the best fucking night of your life. However, this is all you. Your beauty, your drive, your uniqueness—let's celebrate it all.

Now, your comfort and safety is quite frankly the most important thing to me. I want you to know that while I may be the one guiding you, you are the one in control. You don't need me to tell you this, I just want you to know that I'm the kind of guy who has this respectfulness. We can stop at any time, change anything along the way, all in a bid to keep you comfortable, relaxed, and excited for what's to come. That is the only way that you will be able to experience the kind of orgasm that I know you're craving by this point in my post.

And so you know about the guy you're talking to, here's me: 27, 6'1", white, trimmed beard, brown eyes, short-ish dark brown hair (long enough to tug 😛), broad shoulders, thick muscular calves and arms, and I've been told I'm handsome by quittte a few people hehe ;)

So...what are you waiting for? Send me a reddit chat request! I'm going to make it my singular duty to have you not regret it.

Disclaimer: The below is not a role-play prompt

Still available

Experience not required

Not your ordinary prompt

Your requirements

• Over the age of 25, (preferably 28-50). My sincere apologies, just trying to find someone who I can connect with.
• I will accept ladies who are senior. I don't mind how old you are, as long as it forms a connection.
• You aren't a dominant or intend to dominate (unless asked) as this conflicts with me being dominant

Who am I?

• I am a 29 year old straight male living in a Pacific Island country.
• I am tall, slim to medium built, tanned
• I am told that I am quite intelligent and also wise beyond my years
• Dominant
• Responds in several, short, well thought out responses
• will not write lengthy paragraphs but it is intended that the exchange will be descriptive
• the idea is: it is in the moment, spontaneous and catches you off guard

What I am looking for?

Looking for a woman who wants to do a written exchange in the present moment perhaps with a bit of aided imagination.

The idea is to be as spontaneous as possible.

It's assumed you're a woman, alone, seeking banter, excitement, a little romance, and/or more,...

I will flirt with you and ask you all sorts of cheeky and naughty questions.

You can choose to answer or skip.

The idea is to have some fun that provides us both excitement in the spur of the moment. I will write you actions that I'll perform, and I expect you to tell me how that would make you feel or how you would respond and react.

If you have any requests, specific kinks, needs or limits, I will gladly accept it and incorporate it into our encounter.

You're most welcome to send me a chat message (or DM) and enquire if any of the above interests you.

If you've read this far, Thank you for reading I hope to hear from you

Yours Truly

Neil

"Okay, my turn," Susan said, leaning back on the carpet to take a long drag of her cigarette. "Never have I ever... smoked weed."

There was a sound of clinking glasses and fizzy bubbles, as most of us in the room drank. The only exception was Allie, my girlfriend, who'd never smoked weed in her life. In a drinking game intended to reveal what naughty things each person in the room had done, hers was the only cup in the room that was still full.

Still, I was glad that my girlfriend was being a bit more social. She'd had a very sheltered childhood, and when we met, she was too shy to meet people or make friends. She didn't date or sneak out, and she didn't drink or party in college. In fact, it was only after meeting me that she'd learned to relax and enjoy the occasional house party.

It was Brad's turn after that. "Never have I ever..." he mulled, trying to think of something that hadn't been asked yet. "Never have I ever....dated two people at the same time."

There was a lot of giggling after that, as Ben, Chris and Susan all drank. "You mean like cheating?" Allie said, sitting bolt upright from her seat on my lap.

"Not exactly," Chris mumbled, sharing an embarrassed smile with his girlfriend. "We think of it as more like....polyamory."

"We have an open relationship," Susan explained gently, knowing it might be a new concept to Allie. "We both date other people sometimes, or just sleep with them. But we're both okay with it."

"But you have a boyfriend," Allie frowned, still not comprehending. "How can you be dating someone else? How does that even work?"

But as she asked, I recognized another emotion in Allie's face. She was leaning forward, her eyes wide and intent. Her lips were pursed, as if dying of curiosity and eager to explore the concept further.

"My turn," Ben said, his eyes briefly flitting towards Allie's face, as if he'd also noticed her rapt expression. "Never have I ever....been attracted to another guy while I already had a boyfriend."

Allie's face turned bright red when he said that, as if he'd exposed her innermost secret. Slowly, for the first time that night, she picked up her cup and took a drink.

Some Months LaterWe were back at Susan's house, and once again playing Never-have-I-ever. But things were a bit different this time: Allie was leaning comfortably against Ben's shoulder, her feet in my lap. She took a long drag from a joint before she passed it towards me, and then turned to refill her drink.

As the three of us lay puddled together on the futon, I tried not to notice the way Allie would occasionally run her fingers through Ben's hair. And I couldn't help the strange, occasional stirrings of jealousy when his arm slipped comfortably across her chest.

"Okay, my turn," Susan said. There had already been a lot of questions so for, as well as Truths and Dares. About half the people in the room had already lost or removed an article of clothing.

"Never have I ever," she mused, searching her memory for something that hadn't yet been asked. But then she saw Allie, and a wicked smile crossed her face. "Never have I ever made out with someone right before a house party."

I stared straight ahead, trying not to notice that Allie and Ben both took a drink.

Kinks Good girls, smart girls, shy flirting, good writing, outercourse, vanilla sex, mild jealousy and guilt, believable characters with realistic bodies. NSFW

Dislikes Improbably-proportioned body parts, deliberate humiliation, excessively-slutty clothing and bad writing. I'm okay with racial differences, but I'm not into fetishizing them.If you think you could play as the girlfriend, tell me what she might like to do on a first date. Reddit PMs only, no chat.

You're considered by most to be the girl-next-door type: a reliable, intelligent woman, with a good sense of humor, who is always ready to help out a friend in need. Maybe you're employed as a librarian or elementary school teacher, your natural beauty hidden beneath a conservative layer. Men feel guilty thinking about you in less than wholesome situations. You have a smile that lights up your face, but sometimes there’s a hint of something else in your eyes. I want to find out what that is.

I'm travelling and stuck in a hotel room currently, but am hoping to spend some time tonight chatting with/being distracted by someone 35+ who’s outwardly innocent (but really isn't). Prefer that you're in North America, because time zones. If that's you, get in touch, and let's explore what you keep hidden from others.

You and your husband. Me and my wife. A long weekend getaway to a cozy cabin nestled high atop the mountains in the cold of winter. This was the plan, and we’d all been looking forward to the rest and relaxation for months now.

You and my wife were friends since grade school - inseparable for decades. You’d picked the same college, been eachother’s maids of honor - and now you even plan your vacations together. Your relationship to me was always platonic but strong. We always had the social buffer of my wife or your husband present, but still got close to each other in our own right. You had a great sense of humor and our chats always felt real and authentic. Still, I’m your best friend’s husband. You’d never in a million years think of me sexually, or do anything beyond a friendly hug.

Until tonight. Tonight both our spouses went to bed early, wiped out from the hike we’d taken that day. You and I decided to stay up and finish off a bottle of wine, not wanting that first-day-of-vacation buzz to die down quite yet. We play the “just one more glass” game until we’re both quite tipsy, and then something shifts. The way I look at you is different. I’m starting to find you very attractive. The attention from a man besides your husband is starting to feel far more alluring. The space between us on the couch is shrinking. We’re about to make a mistake, but it feels so, so, right.

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Interested in exploring some slow-burn, long form build up to the moment with lots of sexual tension. If that sounds fun to you, drop me a PM or chat.

Kinks: cheating, hold-the-moan, slowly inching across boundaries, mutual masturbation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, rough sex, some light domming.

Limits: scat, beast, gore, anything illegal

I've posted this a couple of times, but maybe third time lucky?

I'm going to be upfront: I'm here with the encouragement of my wife. So if that turns you off, please move on from this post.

I love my wife, very much. And we are stable in knowing how much we love and care about each other. She is my world. No one will ever replace her or what we have.

That's lovely and all, but then why am I here, right?

My wife and I have been discussing for some time about me being with another woman. There are several reasons why, but that's a conversation for later. What the arrangement will look like is up in the air, as she is giving me a lot of freedom to figure it out. I'm pretty open to trying anything. From a friends with benefits situation, to a short term fling, to a long term lover, to... Maybe more?

I'm terrible at talking about myself, but some things about me include: lover of bad jokes and random knowledge, starter of many shows but rarely finish any of them, gearhead that's also into motorsports, love to rock climb though I haven't gone in a long time... I'm sure there's more, but why not leave something for getting to know someone through conversation.

I know this is not going to appeal to everyone, but if any of this tickles your fancy.. piques your interest.. arouses your curiosity.. I'd love to chat

Alright, let's do this one last time

My name is wouldn'tyouliketoknow. I was bitten by a social butterfly, and for the last month and a half I've been the one and only NightNymphx. I'm pretty sure you know the rest.

I got into music, fell in love, unraveled some secrets of science and embraced the adventures of non-monogamy. I flirted and had a bunch of intimate moments and then I did it again... and again... and again, maybe a little too much.

I collected a bunch of music. Spent some time reading outside. Watched a few movies and TV shows. I couldn't stay stimulated when I wanted to stay stimulated, so now I look for interest everywhere else. And I don't do escalation, just to avoid any confusion about a full on relationship.

You wanna know what happened next?

Me too.

Looking for a friend's with benefits! Excitement and big conversations without the escalation. You are: - 26 or older - Available fairly consistently with the patience to wait for me to open up - Not cheating on anyone by messaging me - On the more dominant side

Disclaimer: Something came up that prevented me from chatting with everyone I wanted to from the last time I posted! Feel free to reach out again and let me know if you're still interested! Note: low effort followed by low effort will still result in no response.