u/DaGoooalie

As she watched the numbers on her phone change to 10:00pm, Megan glanced lazily to her husband, asleep and snoring beside her. They had made special “plans” to be intimate tonight, the way you have to sometimes when you’re married, but then he had an extra beer watching the game, and passed out early.

Megan opened her phone’s incognito browser and started to type in a favorite porn site of hers. Halfway through the URL, a message pops up from an unknown number. The spambots and sales texts had been incessant lately. She flicked the message away.

A few moments later, a message from the same number, this time a photo message. Easier to just handle these things by blocking the number, she thinks and swipes to the message.

“Tiff, I can’t wait to fuck you again. All I’ve been thinking about is your pussy, and filling it up.”

The ensuing photo, with perfect lighting, is of one of the largest dicks that Megan has ever seen, its lean toward the upper left of the photo only enhances the presumed weight and thickness of that thing…

She starts to type and stops.

“Wrong number, sorry.”

Deletes.

“Sounds like fun, but sorry I’m not Tiff lol!”

Deletes.

She feels her pulse racing. She looks to her husband, long gone from this world. She types out what she really wants to say, and…

Sends.

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Hi all, just a basic outline of a sexy wrong number conversation. We can ultimately address the mix-up of we get into a long-term setup, or it could just be a one-shot RP.

What I really care about above perfectly aligning on kinks and limits, which can be discussed, is a decent writer with a strong sense of realism, paired with some depravity.

Ideally your first message would include whatever text our Megan character decides to send, but I’m also open to chatting and fleshing out other ideas with the right person.

-D

You’ve all seen the posts on Reddit of cute little blonde wives sharing their hotwife stories, pictures, and videos. In fact, the cuck lifestyle is quite a bit more popular in modern marriages, but you have to imagine that there are times when the introduction of big, hung, black men complicates the marriage.

Sure, you two had said from the start that it would be a once a month thing, just to keep hotel costs low. You both loved rewatching all the video footage of Malik pumping you relentlessly and constantly full of his massive black dick and sticky white cum. When your husband asked you how it felt, you lied and said it wasn’t as good as his felt reclaiming you.

But Kevin couldn’t claim you like Malik did. So when he wanted to see you the next week, it was hard to say no. You guys could spare the one-time extra expense, but then one night turned into two, and the communication got more sparse. You sent videos and pictures of Malik fucking you with a condom on, and then accidentally sent one of him buried deep in you raw. Against the rules.

The texts from Kevin kept coming, but so did you. Your bull is a stallion obsessed with making you cum and feel like equal parts goddess and whore. You haven’t made him wrap up his dick once in the last 24 hours, and as your phone buzzes and buzzes, you think there should never be anything between your white pussy and that perfect black dick.

Especially not some cuck husband.

You’ve all seen the posts on Reddit of cute little blonde wives sharing their hotwife stories, pictures, and videos. In fact, the cuck lifestyle is quite a bit more popular in modern marriages, but you have to imagine that there are times when the introduction of big, hung, black men complicates the marriage.

Sure, you two had said from the start that it would be a once a month thing, just to keep hotel costs low. You both loved rewatching all the video footage of Malik pumping you relentlessly and constantly full of his massive black dick and sticky white cum. When your husband asked you how it felt, you lied and said it wasn’t as good as his felt reclaiming you.

But Kevin couldn’t claim you like Malik did. So when he wanted to see you the next week, it was hard to say no. You guys could spare the one-time extra expense, but then one night turned into two, and the communication got more sparse. You sent videos and pictures of Malik fucking you with a condom on, and then accidentally sent one of him buried deep in you raw. Against the rules.

The texts from Kevin kept coming, but so did you. Your bull is a stallion obsessed with making you cum and feel like equal parts goddess and whore. You haven’t made him wrap up his dick once in the last 24 hours, and as your phone buzzes and buzzes, you think there should never be anything between your white pussy and that perfect black dick.

Especially not some cuck husband.

Dr. Nixon was used to his patients having crushes. It’s completely normal for even a standard therapist to draw the gaze of their clients, but when you add in sex addiction, talking about sex, and the fact that Dick Dixon is a chiseled wet dream of an older man. Well into his 40s, he looks distinguished and perfectly kept at all times. His sleeves were always rolled up to show off flexed forearms.

“Emilia, I really do understand how it can be confusing when we’re talking about such intimate details in here…” He smiled at her and kept going. “But we cannot let you intertwine love and lust and sex. This treatment will knock those toxic ideas right out of your head.”

Emilia pulled Dr. Dixon’s fat shaft from her mouth with a pop and a wide smile. “Huh?” She asked innocently, her tongue slipping just outside of her mouth like an eager puppy.

Richard spoke again, a different tone altogether now. “I saaaid I like when you choke on that fat dick…so don’t stop.” He punished her smile, impaling her with his spit-covered dick and forcing the gluuuuuck sound from her tight throat.

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Kinks I like: dirty talk, rough sex, cheating, spitting, squirt, rimming, DDlg, degradation and humiliation, communicative writers.

Kinks I don’t like: snuff, under18, scat, incest

Open to discuss what this prompt looks like; just depends on which of you comes along. Hope to hear from you.

-D

It’s not like in the movies. Sure, he brought in some intricate-looking furniture, and his new house, the one on the corner, was one of the few in the neighborhood that had a pool. But after a few weeks of this supposed stud porn star living there, no one had heard so much as loud music coming from his place.

There were, however, signs that might pique one’s curiosity. There was a pretty steady stream of females in and out of the place at all times of the day and night, and without fail, the bubbly hot girl that walked into the place, would walk out with legs like Jello, maybe smeared mascara and cum-stained clothing, all smiling, every last one, floating along as if on a cloud.

One of the girls had clearly had a few drinks, and she lingered to talk to a couple nosy neighborhood moms. “That man is not human,” she told them. “He is a machine; he is a God,” she slurred. “I wish I was married so I could cheat on my husband for that man’s dick.” An Uber pulled up and gave a polite honk, leaving only the mothers there to discuss.

The woman was loud, though. Her voice had traveled through the cul-de-sac, and somehow pricked up the ears of every woman nearby. So who are you? What is your reason for visiting the new neighbor? A cup of sugar?

Are you a bored housewife looking for release, or a satisfied woman wanting temptation? Are you the college student, who still lives with mommy and daddy, but has a reputation of sucking dick on the first date?

Let’s create something off of this scenario. I appreciate a couple paragraphs per message, but it’s a low pressure situation, so long as we talk a bit first. Password is passionfruit. Come say hi and help build this idea. Would love to hear from you.