u/DaintyPenPal

I’ll be honest y’all. There’s few things I enjoy writing about as much as I do as giving head. So, bellow are some ideas. At the end I’ll elaborate more on what I’m looking for!

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The candle on the bedside table the only light illuminating the wench on her knees. Her blouse ripped open, her lips eagerly sliding up and down the powerful man on the bed. Her tongue dragging along the underside of his meat, doing her best to impress.

In a tavern like this one would usually find a girl like her. Pretty with some sort of issues; She’d find herself in this situation often. Adventurers would travel through her small village, decorated in trophies and powerful equipment.

Maybe it’s having a father who disappeared while adventuring. Maybe she hopes one of them will whisk her away to see the world. Maybe the cursed necklace he gave her has her have little control over her actions.

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She doesn’t like boys. Never has. Since she’s young she’s known she’s gay, there was never any doubt or attraction to the opposite gender for her.

Still, she’d seen videos. As one does on the internet, you know? Everyone has been subjected to seeing content they didn’t search out for. Unfortunately for her, and fortunately for her guy friend(s), she became infatuated with how fun sucking a cock looked.

It’s not like she thinks they’re hot or anything. She tried it once and she’s been hooked since- just a lesbian who’s obsessed with sucking cock.

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She always got a long way better with boys anyways. Girls are too much drama, too much gossip, too much effort to keep a friendship with. Men are easy, and when you’re as good of a friend as her? They’re the ones that put in all the effort to hang out!

That’s how she found herself here. Often even. On her knees at the foot of the couch of her best friend. He’s watching Tv, barely even paying attention to her, which only makes her want to try harder. Go deeper. Make it wetter and sloppier.

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For having met on Tinder in the year of our lord 2025 the date was going really well. Beautiful dinner in spot in town that allowed for a scenic walk after. A drink. Teaching her bar games, helping guide her in pool and darts.

She had butterflies in her stomach. She wanted to impress him. To make the night memorable. To make sure he’d call back.

Could have happened in an alley. Maybe his car, maybe she even let him take her home. Wherever they end up? She’ll do her darnest to get a second date; Even if her darnest involves sliding his cock down her throat and letting him cum on her face on a first date.

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She didn’t know who this was, not that it mattered right now. Maybe a stalker, or someone completely random even. More important than who it was to her is getting him to stop. To run away. To escape with ber life.

Not that she could overpower him, and he seemed deranged enough to really hurt her. So she did as she had to do. Tears in her eyes, slurping up and down her rapists cock.

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So!

What am I looking for? Well, for sure not to just jump into a scene. Looking to chat and discuss, to build a scene we both enjoy. Happy to do one of those stories don’t get me wrong? But I’d want us to plan and customize it!

Beyond that I have a heavy preference for third person writing.

I don’t have a kink list, but to be frank, as long as it fits the vibe of our play I’m down for most anything. (Except underage, animal and bathroom play!)

Friendships- an always interesting yet simple dynamic to explore in writing I think considering the manny different dynamics that it can traverse. Is she doing him a favor after a bad brake up? Did she get real drunk and three herself on him? Are they roommates trapped together through a pandemic?

Roleplay wise I’m open to most anything when it comes to plot. I’ll have some more defined examples we could plug in and play, but to be frank more interested in us building a dynamic together we’re both interested in! Maybe you want something darker where he takes advantage of her. Maybe something more porny and less realistic, him having hyperspermia.

As far as play goes? Heavy preference for third person play. I use references or descriptions and have no preference as to what you use! Fastest way to loose my attention is to not move the conversation forward.

Will add- Also up for multiple male or female characters in this if I like your idea and your writing!

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Kennedy slid her mask off her ears, throwing the reusable fabric into a little hamper she had set by the door. A mental health walk, something she had picked up to not go stir crazy. It had been 3 months now of unemployment and isolation with her roommate since they said they would just close to flatten the curve.

“Home!” She called out, peeking into his room. She liked her roommate a lot, close friends. First non family man she ever lived with. They were comfortable with each other, specially after these last couple of months. “Imma hop in the shower,” she announced. The two had gotten real comfortable. “Hop in with me?”

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Everyone always assumed they’re a couple. And maybe they’re, they just don’t know it yet. Spending multiple days and nights together a week. Constantly, if by accident, cock blocking each other so neither of them date anyone. Maybe one of them is a lot more into, and maybe open about that possibility of affection? Jillian sure was. She’s afraid for it to be weird, but she’s grown romantic interest to her bestie.

After all, why would he need her to be his girlfriend, or find someone else for that matter? If so many of those nights involve them drinking, hanging out, playing games and being best friends. More importantly for him of course, the fact that Jillian always makes sure to drop to her knees and take care of her best bud.

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Lena has always been a sweetheart. The friend mom. Makes soup, plans the birthday parties, manages the group trip spreadsheets. Always the one to take care of the group.

So, it only made sense that when he got broken up with she would come over often. Make sure he was eating, showering, getting any sort of human contact and sunlight. That he wouldn’t wallow in his own sadness and filth.

Maybe once he finally decides to open up and expresses his frustrations he’s a little to open about what he misses, what needs he has itching. “I mean, would that make you feel better?” She’d wonder, willing to do anything for her friend.

Friendships- an always interesting yet simple dynamic to explore in writing I think considering the manny different dynamics that it can traverse. Is she doing him a favor after a bad brake up? Did she get real drunk and three herself on him? Are they roommates trapped together through a pandemic?

Roleplay wise I’m open to most anything when it comes to plot. I’ll have some more defined examples we could plug in and play, but to be frank more interested in us building a dynamic together we’re both interested in! Maybe you want something darker where he takes advantage of her. Maybe something more porny and less realistic, him having hyperspermia.

As far as play goes? Heavy preference for third person play. I use references or descriptions and have no preference as to what you use! Fastest way to loose my attention is to not move the conversation forward.

Will add- Also up for multiple male or female characters in this if I like your idea and your writing!

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Kennedy slid her mask off her ears, throwing the reusable fabric into a little hamper she had set by the door. A mental health walk, something she had picked up to not go stir crazy. It had been 3 months now of unemployment and isolation with her roommate since they said they would just close to flatten the curve.

“Home!” She called out, peeking into his room. She liked her roommate a lot, close friends. First non family man she ever lived with. They were comfortable with each other, specially after these last couple of months. “Imma hop in the shower,” she announced. The two had gotten real comfortable. “Hop in with me?”

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Everyone always assumed they’re a couple. And maybe they’re, they just don’t know it yet. Spending multiple days and nights together a week. Constantly, if by accident, cock blocking each other so neither of them date anyone. Maybe one of them is a lot more into, and maybe open about that possibility of affection? Jillian sure was. She’s afraid for it to be weird, but she’s grown romantic interest to her bestie.

After all, why would he need her to be his girlfriend, or find someone else for that matter? If so many of those nights involve them drinking, hanging out, playing games and being best friends. More importantly for him of course, the fact that Jillian always makes sure to drop to her knees and take care of her best bud.

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Lena has always been a sweetheart. The friend mom. Makes soup, plans the birthday parties, manages the group trip spreadsheets. Always the one to take care of the group.

So, it only made sense that when he got broken up with she would come over often. Make sure he was eating, showering, getting any sort of human contact and sunlight. That he wouldn’t wallow in his own sadness and filth.

Maybe once he finally decides to open up and expresses his frustrations he’s a little to open about what he misses, what needs he has itching. “I mean, would that make you feel better?” She’d wonder, willing to do anything for her friend.

I’ll be honest y’all. There’s few things I enjoy writing about as much as I do as giving head. So, bellow are some ideas. At the end I’ll elaborate more on what I’m looking for!

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The candle on the bedside table the only light illuminating the wench on her knees. Her blouse ripped open, her lips eagerly sliding up and down the powerful man on the bed. Her tongue dragging along the underside of his meat, doing her best to impress.

In a tavern like this one would usually find a girl like her. Pretty with some sort of issues; She’d find herself in this situation often. Adventurers would travel through her small village, decorated in trophies and powerful equipment.

Maybe it’s having a father who disappeared while adventuring. Maybe she hopes one of them will whisk her away to see the world. Maybe the cursed necklace he gave her has her have little control over her actions.

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She doesn’t like boys. Never has. Since she’s young she’s known she’s gay, there was never any doubt or attraction to the opposite gender for her.

Still, she’d seen videos. As one does on the internet, you know? Everyone has been subjected to seeing content they didn’t search out for. Unfortunately for her, and fortunately for her guy friend(s), she became infatuated with how fun sucking a cock looked.

It’s not like she thinks they’re hot or anything. She tried it once and she’s been hooked since- just a lesbian who’s obsessed with sucking cock.

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She always got a long way better with boys anyways. Girls are too much drama, too much gossip, too much effort to keep a friendship with. Men are easy, and when you’re as good of a friend as her? They’re the ones that put in all the effort to hang out!

That’s how she found herself here. Often even. On her knees at the foot of the couch of her best friend. He’s watching Tv, barely even paying attention to her, which only makes her want to try harder. Go deeper. Make it wetter and sloppier.

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For having met on Tinder in the year of our lord 2025 the date was going really well. Beautiful dinner in spot in town that allowed for a scenic walk after. A drink. Teaching her bar games, helping guide her in pool and darts.

She had butterflies in her stomach. She wanted to impress him. To make the night memorable. To make sure he’d call back.

Could have happened in an alley. Maybe his car, maybe she even let him take her home. Wherever they end up? She’ll do her darnest to get a second date; Even if her darnest involves sliding his cock down her throat and letting him cum on her face on a first date.

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She didn’t know who this was, not that it mattered right now. Maybe a stalker, or someone completely random even. More important than who it was to her is getting him to stop. To run away. To escape with ber life.

Not that she could overpower him, and he seemed deranged enough to really hurt her. So she did as she had to do. Tears in her eyes, slurping up and down her rapists cock.

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So!

What am I looking for? Well, for sure not to just jump into a scene. Looking to chat and discuss, to build a scene we both enjoy. Happy to do one of those stories don’t get me wrong? But I’d want us to plan and customize it!

Beyond that I have a heavy preference for third person writing.

I don’t have a kink list, but to be frank, as long as it fits the vibe of our play I’m down for most anything. (Except underage, animal and bathroom play!)

I’ll be honest y’all. There’s few things I enjoy writing about as much as I do as giving head. So, bellow are some ideas. At the end I’ll elaborate more on what I’m looking for!

\\\\\\\\-

The candle on the bedside table the only light illuminating the wench on her knees. Her blouse ripped open, her lips eagerly sliding up and down the powerful man on the bed. Her tongue dragging along the underside of his meat, doing her best to impress.

In a tavern like this one would usually find a girl like her. Pretty with some sort of issues; She’d find herself in this situation often. Adventurers would travel through her small village, decorated in trophies and powerful equipment.

Maybe it’s having a father who disappeared while adventuring. Maybe she hopes one of them will whisk her away to see the world. Maybe the cursed necklace he gave her has her have little control over her actions.

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She doesn’t like boys. Never has. Since she’s young she’s known she’s gay, there was never any doubt or attraction to the opposite gender for her.

Still, she’d seen videos. As one does on the internet, you know? Everyone has been subjected to seeing content they didn’t search out for. Unfortunately for her, and fortunately for her guy friend(s), she became infatuated with how fun sucking a cock looked.

It’s not like she thinks they’re hot or anything. She tried it once and she’s been hooked since- just a lesbian who’s obsessed with sucking cock.

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She always got a long way better with boys anyways. Girls are too much drama, too much gossip, too much effort to keep a friendship with. Men are easy, and when you’re as good of a friend as her? They’re the ones that put in all the effort to hang out!

That’s how she found herself here. Often even. On her knees at the foot of the couch of her best friend. He’s watching Tv, barely even paying attention to her, which only makes her want to try harder. Go deeper. Make it wetter and sloppier.

\\\\\\\\-

For having met on Tinder in the year of our lord 2025 the date was going really well. Beautiful dinner in spot in town that allowed for a scenic walk after. A drink. Teaching her bar games, helping guide her in pool and darts.

She had butterflies in her stomach. She wanted to impress him. To make the night memorable. To make sure he’d call back.

Could have happened in an alley. Maybe his car, maybe she even let him take her home. Wherever they end up? She’ll do her darnest to get a second date; Even if her darnest involves sliding his cock down her throat and letting him cum on her face on a first date.

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She didn’t know who this was, not that it mattered right now. Maybe a stalker, or someone completely random even. More important than who it was to her is getting him to stop. To run away. To escape with ber life.

Not that she could overpower him, and he seemed deranged enough to really hurt her. So she did as she had to do. Tears in her eyes, slurping up and down her rapists cock.

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So!

What am I looking for? Well, for sure not to just jump into a scene. Looking to chat and discuss, to build a scene we both enjoy. Happy to do one of those stories don’t get me wrong? But I’d want us to plan and customize it!

Beyond that I have a heavy preference for third person writing.

I don’t have a kink list, but to be frank, as long as it fits the vibe of our play I’m down for most anything. (Except underage, animal and bathroom play!)

So, two different ideas for this post! They both center around the same concept, though. A female roommates who diligently milks and keeps her male roommate’s balls empty. How we get there though, we’ll figure out together!

Just a few house keeping things before I jump into the ideas. Don’t just jump into a roleplay. I’m looking to chat and get a vibe of what we’re both looking for before we actually start playing. Second, I have a strong preference for third person play. I will do first if I like you a lot? But it’s a big one for me! Third- Send me a chat! Tell me what you like, how you see this going.

Anyhow, let’s see what we got!

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He of course wasn’t looking for pity or for relief. He had a plan, had bought a toy, and was figuring out a schedule to manage his condition. It did take a lot of time, and he had become a lot more open about when he would satisfy his condition.

She felt dreadful for him.

One night, on the couch watching a reality TV show he announced he was going to go take care of it. Mel sighed, which of course got his attention. “I just feel bad, and which there was some way I could help.” An almost naivety to her voice.

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\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*Addiction.\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\* Tori knew it wasn’t safe, that it was a bad habit she had picked up that she could stop at any moment. In reality it was a lot harder than that; Tori’s obsessed and addicted to sucking cock.

The act itself. The cum being given to her. Taste, texture, warmth and praise. A combination of all the aspects of it made Tori be downright obsessed with sucking cock.

When her job sends her to a new city however she doesn’t have her friends there anymore. She made a plan, though. Male roommate. One that’s straight, single, and obviously finds her attractive. She’d get comfortable, until one day she’d ask. “Hey, can I talk something a little embarrassing with you?”

So, two different ideas for this post! They both center around the same concept, though. A female roommates who diligently milks and keeps her male roommate’s balls empty. How we get there though, we’ll figure out together!

Just a few house keeping things before I jump into the ideas. Don’t just jump into a roleplay. I’m looking to chat and get a vibe of what we’re both looking for before we actually start playing. Second, I have a strong preference for third person play. I will do first if I like you a lot? But it’s a big one for me! Third- Send me a chat! Tell me what you like, how you see this going.

Anyhow, let’s see what we got!

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\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*Hyperspermia.\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\* A condition that Mel would have assumed was some sort of practical joke or excuse a boy would come up with to get a girl to \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*help\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\* him. She knew this wasn’t that, though. She trusted her roommate implicitly. Friends for years, roommates for a hood chunk of that. The two are as close as friends could be, which is she assumed he felt comfortable confessing this new and embarrassing condition he had developed.

He of course wasn’t looking for pity or for relief. He had a plan, had bought a toy, and was figuring out a schedule to manage his condition. It did take a lot of time, and he had become a lot more open about when he would satisfy his condition.

She felt dreadful for him.

One night, on the couch watching a reality TV show he announced he was going to go take care of it. Mel sighed, which of course got his attention. “I just feel bad, and which there was some way I could help.” An almost naivety to her voice.

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\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*Addiction.\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\* Tori knew it wasn’t safe, that it was a bad habit she had picked up that she could stop at any moment. In reality it was a lot harder than that; Tori’s obsessed and addicted to sucking cock.

The act itself. The cum being given to her. Taste, texture, warmth and praise. A combination of all the aspects of it made Tori be downright obsessed with sucking cock.

When her job sends her to a new city however she doesn’t have her friends there anymore. She made a plan, though. Male roommate. One that’s straight, single, and obviously finds her attractive. She’d get comfortable, until one day she’d ask. “Hey, can I talk something a little embarrassing with you?”

So, two different ideas for this post! They both center around the same concept, though. A female roommates who diligently milks and keeps her male roommate’s balls empty. How we get there though, we’ll figure out together!

Just a few house keeping things before I jump into the ideas. Don’t just jump into a roleplay. I’m looking to chat and get a vibe of what we’re both looking for before we actually start playing. Second, I have a strong preference for third person play. I will do first if I like you a lot? But it’s a big one for me! Third- Send me a chat! Tell me what you like, how you see this going.

Anyhow, let’s see what we got!

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\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*Hyperspermia.\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\* A condition that Mel would have assumed was some sort of practical joke or excuse a boy would come up with to get a girl to \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*help\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\* him. She knew this wasn’t that, though. She trusted her roommate implicitly. Friends for years, roommates for a hood chunk of that. The two are as close as friends could be, which is she assumed he felt comfortable confessing this new and embarrassing condition he had developed.

He of course wasn’t looking for pity or for relief. He had a plan, had bought a toy, and was figuring out a schedule to manage his condition. It did take a lot of time, and he had become a lot more open about when he would satisfy his condition.

She felt dreadful for him.

One night, on the couch watching a reality TV show he announced he was going to go take care of it. Mel sighed, which of course got his attention. “I just feel bad, and which there was some way I could help.” An almost naivety to her voice.

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\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*Addiction.\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\* Tori knew it wasn’t safe, that it was a bad habit she had picked up that she could stop at any moment. In reality it was a lot harder than that; Tori’s obsessed and addicted to sucking cock.

The act itself. The cum being given to her. Taste, texture, warmth and praise. A combination of all the aspects of it made Tori be downright obsessed with sucking cock.

When her job sends her to a new city however she doesn’t have her friends there anymore. She made a plan, though. Male roommate. One that’s straight, single, and obviously finds her attractive. She’d get comfortable, until one day she’d ask. “Hey, can I talk something a little embarrassing with you?”

Hey there!

Looking to set up a roleplay centered a rather welcoming AirBnB host who makes sure all of her guests are well taken care of.

This could be a play where you play as different men who take advantage of this great deal she has going on. Maybe it’s one guy doing an extended stay? Depends on your preference!

One thing I am confident about is that I don’t want her to be doing this for extra money. Maybe some guy tips her or another gives her a good review because of it! But those aren’t things she expects. Why does she do this? Maybe she was raised to be as hospitable as possible. Maybe she’s just a freak like that. Does she have a boyfriend or husband? All details for us to figure out together!

As far as logistics, happy to play in chat. Heavy, heavy preference to play in third person.

Here’s a writing sample on how we could do this!

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Tori had gotten rather lucky to find this place. Two-bedroom apartment that she could afford to own- a couple of minutes drive from downtown too? What more could a young professional dream of?

Well, it’s 2025 and everyone needs a side gig. For our entrepreneurial beauty? AirBnB!

Getting her second bedroom ready for it took a little longer than she expected, but now she found herself ready to start welcoming guest. But this is a hard market to navigate- A couple of competitors in her building alone as she quickly found out.

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What’s a woman with a great body to do then? Well of course make sure her services are better! That she has the best customer service in town. That she gets perfect reviews on her page.

Just, you know. Her only real idea on how to do that is to make her body available for her guest.

In your message, introduce yourself! Tell me what you enjoyed about the prompt, what direction you’d love to explore. Give me something to respond to, please.

Kinkwise, open to a lot of things. Don’t have many weird kinks of my own, but I’ll humor yours! Limits are all the classic ones; Bathroom, minor, gore, all that sorta stuff.

I’ll be honest y’all. There’s few things I enjoy writing about as much as I do as giving head. So, bellow are some ideas. At the end I’ll elaborate more on what I’m looking for!

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The candle on the bedside table the only light illuminating the wench on her knees. Her blouse ripped open, her lips eagerly sliding up and down the powerful man on the bed. Her tongue dragging along the underside of his meat, doing her best to impress.

In a tavern like this one would usually find a girl like her. Pretty with some sort of issues; She’d find herself in this situation often. Adventurers would travel through her small village, decorated in trophies and powerful equipment.

Maybe it’s having a father who disappeared while adventuring. Maybe she hopes one of them will whisk her away to see the world. Maybe the cursed necklace he gave her has her have little control over her actions.

\\-

She doesn’t like boys. Never has. Since she’s young she’s known she’s gay, there was never any doubt or attraction to the opposite gender for her.

Still, she’d seen videos. As one does on the internet, you know? Everyone has been subjected to seeing content they didn’t search out for. Unfortunately for her, and fortunately for her guy friend(s), she became infatuated with how fun sucking a cock looked.

It’s not like she thinks they’re hot or anything. She tried it once and she’s been hooked since- just a lesbian who’s obsessed with sucking cock.

\\-

She always got a long way better with boys anyways. Girls are too much drama, too much gossip, too much effort to keep a friendship with. Men are easy, and when you’re as good of a friend as her? They’re the ones that put in all the effort to hang out!

That’s how she found herself here. Often even. On her knees at the foot of the couch of her best friend. He’s watching Tv, barely even paying attention to her, which only makes her want to try harder. Go deeper. Make it wetter and sloppier.

\\-

For having met on Tinder in the year of our lord 2025 the date was going really well. Beautiful dinner in spot in town that allowed for a scenic walk after. A drink. Teaching her bar games, helping guide her in pool and darts.

She had butterflies in her stomach. She wanted to impress him. To make the night memorable. To make sure he’d call back.

Could have happened in an alley. Maybe his car, maybe she even let him take her home. Wherever they end up? She’ll do her darnest to get a second date; Even if her darnest involves sliding his cock down her throat and letting him cum on her face on a first date.

\\-

She didn’t know who this was, not that it mattered right now. Maybe a stalker, or someone completely random even. More important than who it was to her is getting him to stop. To run away. To escape with ber life.

Not that she could overpower him, and he seemed deranged enough to really hurt her. So she did as she had to do. Tears in her eyes, slurping up and down her rapists cock.

\\-

So!

What am I looking for? Well, for sure not to just jump into a scene. Looking to chat and discuss, to build a scene we both enjoy. Happy to do one of those stories don’t get me wrong? But I’d want us to plan and customize it!

Beyond that I have a heavy preference for third person writing.

I don’t have a kink list, but to be frank, as long as it fits the vibe of our play I’m down for most anything. (Except underage, animal and bathroom play!)