u/Draw3296

I was pissed at my boyfriend. Rightfully so too. I mean what kind of a dipshit calls his girlfriend needy and her fashion sense ‘questionable’ in front of his friends? When I confronted him about it later he tried to gaslight me. "Relax babe, it was just some teasing. Not everything is about your self-esteem."

Rich coming from the dude who posts more on Instagram than most girls do.

Speaking of social media, he had the nerve to follow one of his buddies’ sisters right in front of me. How low can your emotional intelligence sink Mike? I swallowed these inconsiderate actions just like all the other little things he’s been doing over the relationship but yesterday took the cake. What did he think was a good birthday gift for the girl he’s been dating for three years?

A visit to a stripclub.

There weren’t even any male dancers, mind you! I was treated to him ogling topless women on the stage and flirting with the scantily-clad bartender. “Great night, huh babe?” He drunkenly slurred from the passenger seat as I drove us home. Complete fucking moron.

This naturally calls for some payback. I’m not some self-loathing masochist who’s going to let herself be taken advantage of. No, I’m the kind of person who knows revenge is best served cold. And my revenge? While those buddies of his are coming over today to game, I’m heading out on a lunch date with the man I matched with on a dating app.

“You look real hot in that skirt and top babe, why don’t you stay?”

Smiling coolly, I declined the offer. “Sorry Mike, I’m going to be hanging out with Sarah. In fact, I’ll be staying over the weekend. See you on Monday.”

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Hi guys! As the scene / setup above indicates, I’m looking to explore a story about a girlfriend who’s had it with her dumbass boyfriend. Obviously cheating is going to feature heavily here but ideally romance does as well. Mmhmm, I’d really like for your character to be someone I have strong attraction and chemistry with; Mike is going to be getting dumped, it’s just a matter of when.

Like me, hopefully you enjoy the journey and buildup towards the destination just as much as the destination itself. I have plenty more I could say and suggest but I find brainstorming and coming up with all the finer details together exciting. So please get in touch if this sounds like your kind of thing! =)

I was pissed at my boyfriend. Rightfully so too. I mean what kind of a dipshit calls his girlfriend needy and her fashion sense ‘questionable’ in front of his friends? When I confronted him about it later he tried to gaslight me. "Relax babe, it was just some teasing. Not everything is about your self-esteem."

Rich coming from the dude who posts more on Instagram than most girls do.

Speaking of social media, he had the nerve to follow one of his buddies’ sisters right in front of me. How low can your emotional intelligence sink Mike? I swallowed these inconsiderate actions just like all the other little things he’s been doing over the relationship but yesterday took the cake. What did he think was a good birthday gift for the girl he’s been dating for three years?

A visit to a stripclub.

There weren’t even any male dancers, mind you! I was treated to him ogling topless women on the stage and flirting with the scantily-clad bartender. “Great night, huh babe?” He drunkenly slurred from the passenger seat as I drove us home. Complete fucking moron.

This naturally calls for some payback. I’m not some self-loathing masochist who’s going to let herself be taken advantage of. No, I’m the kind of person who knows revenge is best served cold. And my revenge? While those buddies of his are coming over today to game, I’m heading out on a lunch date with the man I matched with on a dating app.

“You look real hot in that skirt and top babe, why don’t you stay?”

Smiling coolly, I declined the offer. “Sorry Mike, I’m going to be hanging out with Sarah. In fact, I’ll be staying over the weekend. See you on Monday.”

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Hi guys! As the scene / setup above indicates, I’m looking to explore a story about a girlfriend who’s had it with her dumbass boyfriend. Obviously cheating is going to feature heavily here but ideally romance does as well. Mmhmm, I’d really like for your character to be someone I have strong attraction and chemistry with; Mike is going to be getting dumped, it’s just a matter of when.

Like me, hopefully you enjoy the journey and buildup towards the destination just as much as the destination itself. I have plenty more I could say and suggest but I find brainstorming and coming up with all the finer details together exciting. So please get in touch if this sounds like your kind of thing! =)

I've always had a good relationship with my boyfriend. At least, I thought I did until last weekend. His brother came over to game with him and he left his phone unlocked on the sofa when he went to answer the door. Quickly getting into a conversation and disappearing into their "mancave" together, I did what any curious girlfriend would: I flipped through his phone. It's not like I was looking for anything but it never hurt to have reassurance your guy didn't have a dating app installed or wasn't talking to other girls. Thankfully Jake wasn't guilty of either of those.

I quickly found something much worse though. In the innocuous seeming group chat with the boys, I discovered what my boyfriend really thought about me.

Any birthday gift ideas for a picky girl?

Check out this bikini shot. She fucks like a good whore on vacation. Jealous? ;)

Fuck, I wish she'd stop interrupting me during game night. I don't give a shit what color your shirt is babe and it doesn't matter; you're just going to see your friends.

Honestly, she's a bitch most of the time but her pretty face and banging body makes up for it. If it weren't for those...

Fuck was I livid. How dare he talk about me like this behind my back, like I was some object (and an unpleasant one at that)? Clearly he had zero respect for me. Breaking up with him would be too light a punishment; I needed payback first. A plan soon formed in my mind...

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Click. I felt a cool sense of satisfaction as the metal chastity cage locked into place. He wouldn't be getting out of this without the key. His cock looked pathetic. For good measure, I snapped a picture with my phone.

"Nnng," Jake slurred on the couch, properly drunk after one too many of his favorite beers. I tugged his boxers and shorts up as his eyelids dazedly drifted between closed and open. He'd be out soon and, when he woke up and panicked about the surprise in his pants, well, I'd just tell him it was his idea and request. Don't you remember babe? You said it was one of your fantasies and asked me to do it.

Loving how perfect and evil my revenge was, I slipped on my shoes and headed for the door.

"Don't wait up for me honey, I'm staying the night at Lauren's," I called back, stopping in the living room hallway.

"Shure babe, have a ...good time." Just like that, his head crashed into the pillow and he started snoring. I smirked, already wondering about who best to fuck. That guy from college he hates? His boss? A complete rando from Tinder or a nightclub? Decisions, decisions...

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Hey guys! I'm looking to do a roleplay about a girl who gets back at her dipshit boyfriend. I like something long-term and detailed, where we really explore the situation and story. The characters, the events, the emotions. It's great stuff. You could play the soon to be cuck or the man I cheat on him with. I love exchanging ideas and suggestions so please be prepared to discuss things if this sounds like your kind of thing and you message me! Can’t wait to hear from you =)

Kinks: cheating, cuckolding, revenge, sexy/slutty clothes, grinding, big cocks, making out, dirty talk, passionate sex, and many more

Limits: toilet content, rimming, choking

It’s a crowded nightclub and you can feel the pumping music through your ears. That's not what's holding your attention, though. No, your eyes are glued to the sight in front of you; under the flashing lights, a beautiful woman is grinding against a guy on the dance floor, really swirling her ass into his crotch. She looks so sexy in her makeup, tight croptop and miniskirt. You know that pretty face. How couldn't you? She's your wife.

Briefly, she glances towards you then looks away. You can make out the blush on her cheeks as her dance partner slides his hands up her torso, momentarily cupping her full, bouncing breasts in his palms. She smiles shyly and continues the friction-heavy movements, her short skirt drifting even higher up her pale thighs. Encouraged, the man locks their hands together and kisses her neck from behind. Again, your wife just giggles and keeps dancing, tiny, newly stiff nipples visibly poking through her thin shirt...

It's dizzying. Butterflies are dancing in your stomach. More vivid than anything, your cock is hard beneath your pants and boxerbriefs. In the fog of lust, you wonder: how did your relationship get to this state...?

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Hi guys! I’m looking for a nice detailed, long-term roleplay about a couple bringing cuckolding into their sex life. I’ve always liked a couple experiencing a sexual fantasy together. The mix of curiosity, taboo, shame, and arousal is hot. So is the way the kink can be kept secret from friends and family. I love how it's something naughty and everyday that a couple can keep between themselves. Makes it feel extra hot and exciting.

When it comes to the background, I like the idea we're happy with each other but for one reason or another we stopped having sex as much as we used to. Maybe it’s work stress or we just got overly familiar with each other. Through the advice of a therapist, a friend, or just our own research online, we experimented with cuckolding. And, well, it's obviously going great; we've never been so satisfied and full of energy. I'd like to pick up at this stage, where we're really growing comfortable this kink is for us. There’s lots of fun stuff to think about and discuss characters/plot-wise, so let’s figure out what appeals to us the most and build something really erotic to explore together!

I just graduated college with a degree in sports medicine. It’s my dream to be working as a personal trainer. I love staying in shape, and helping people do the same. It's super rewarding. I should be booked with clients looking to lose weight, but life has a way of ruining plans. In my case, it's not my fault none of them gyms in the area were hiring. I even applied at places over an hour away! After dozens of no-response job applications, I did what anyone did. I settled.

“Masseuse is related to kinesiology, right?”

It's only for a couple of months. The tips aren't bad either. Sure, there's the occasional creep asking for a "happy ending" but I shoot them down with a disgusted glare. We're not that kind of business. God knows my boyfriend dislikes this job enough as is: he wouldn’t understand any explanation about how, yes, there's a bikini version of the massage on the menu but a) no further and b) that's only if the customer is willing to pay double.

The economy is a cruel place. But I’ll survive.

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So that’s my brief pitch: attractive young woman ends up in a position not quite what she was going for and naughty things ensue. What is naughty you ask? ;) I’m hoping for one of two things:

a) Your character is a client who seduces me into breaking my rules

b) Your character is married and the sexual tension ends up getting the better of the both of us

In either case, we’ll be locking lips, your dick throbbing in my hand, and a hot affair starting. And that's just the beginning - I’m looking for some story and something long-term so please be prepared to discuss details / ideas and come with your collaboration-hat on :D

Can’t wait to hear from you!

It started for us like it did most people in our situation. We met on a dating app, bonding over how life is expensive for a young woman like me, and a single, older man like you was happy to help a pretty girl out in exchange for her time and company. Our first date was a nice dinner and then you dropping me off at home with a kiss. Our second date was a few days later in your condo; we watched a movie and had pizza delivered. Your bed got quite a workout and I stayed the night. From there, we started meeting up every Tuesday and Thursday, while exchanging texts during the days between. Gifts of clothes and makeup happened.

Somewhere during the months, though, things began shifting. My wardrobe gradually updated, consisting only of your favorite colors and styles. You gave me a key and I started coming over every weekend. You set autodeposits to my bank account. I attended small social events with you as your plus one. We went on vacation together. Your buddies have teased you about the picture of me you've made your phone's wallpaper/lockscreen. I've turned down guys who've asked me out at college.

Both of us tell ourselves this is simply a transactional relationship and not anything deeper however, being objective, we probably both realize that hasn't been the case for a long time...

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Hi guys! I'm looking for a writing partner who's interested in exploring the setup above, where a transactional relationship has become much more but that development hasn't been acknowledged and accepted yet. I love the tension and self-denial; the embarrassment and strong feelings. It's really interesting and rich with emotion. Just consider the question of who finally brings it up first. Do you get me a romantic necklace for my birthday and ask me to be your girlfriend? Do I confess I've fallen in love with you and want to move in together? There's so many fun things to think about, and I'd love to do just that with a like-minded partner. I want to brainstorm and build a slice of life story to enjoy together, so please get in touch if this speaks to you =)

themes/kinks: dating, flirting, sexual tension, sexy clothing, thongs, kissing and making out, copious loads, passionate sex, handjobs, titfucks, blowjobs, cum swallowing and cumming inside, romance

limits: toilet content, choking, rimming

The nervous jitters washed over my body as I got ready to start my shift. It wasn’t nearly as bad as when I began, but I still felt it inside. I checked over myself one last time in the mirror. My makeup was perfect, expertly blended to be slutty and eccentric. Honestly the vast improvements in my makeup game might be what I was most proud of.

In addition to my cosmetics, I had an outfit entirely fitting for the sexy club: a bright blue thong bikini. One size too small, the smooth fabric gently dug into my skin, framing my tits and hips in the best way possible.

A few months ago I never would’ve imagined this would be my life. I had been a typical academic-focused college girl: top of the class, on track to graduate with perfect marks. Or, at least, that’s what all my teachers and classmates said. They didn’t know about the ungodly amount of pills I had to take to manage my anxiety, the constant pressure crushing me down in every direction. How I’d been to three different therapists, and none of them were able to help with the fact that a broken pen could lead to a total meltdown in my tiny apartment.

It was time to begin. I stepped past the curtain, strutting over to the metallic pole on the stage. Making sure the guys below had a nice view of my cleavage as I squeezed my breasts together, I put on a big smile and began swaying to the beat.

As strange as it sounded, I truly was thankful for this job. Sure, I wasn’t the straight-A top of the class golden student anymore. But I felt much more free, beyond what words could explain. I actually felt enjoyment in my days and hope about my future, something I hadn’t felt in years. Instead of treading water and trying not to drown I was gracefully floating down the river. It was all thanks to Club Obsession, and I was all too eager to show my gratitude.

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We’ve all read some smut that follows the tried and true formula of “uptight student gets corrupted into being total slut.” As much as I love it, I’d like to try playing something with a bit of a wholesome twist. Where becoming an erotic dancer who objectifies herself for the male gaze is genuinely a healthy way of dealing with her mental struggles.

For your character, I'm open to who you play; a bouncer, a girl friend, my manager, the customers - whatever you find the most interesting. The key theme is that this is a corruption prompt, but the corruption is consensual and beneficial.

Can't wait to hear from you!

It’s another Thursday night and another evening alone in bed; your wife went straight to her friends’ after work, for another wine night. You didn’t really care. Well, part of you did but it was better than having another argument.

You wonder when exactly things went south. Was it when she got promoted? Was it when her sister moved to the area? Was it when the car got a flat tire on the way to her cousin’s wedding and she complained like it was your fault? There were so many little moments. Maybe it’s just a result of time.

Whatever the case, things have slowly changed. You two barely kiss, much less go on dates. Meals are eaten separately more often than not. She talks for you at social events, and books the vacations. Those latter two things aren’t automatically problems except for the fact half the time those weren’t your opinions or where you wanted to go. How did she not know that? It feels like at some point she just stopped caring.

This is probably what caused you to secretly install a dating app on your phone. You’re not even planning anything, just looking at other women and hopelessly imagining an alternate life. What if she was the woman sitting next to you in college ten years ago? What if that was the face, body, and fashion sense your spouse had?

The wistful fantasies of a sad man… Better get to sleep, you have work tomorrow mornin---DING.

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Hi guys! Hopefully this paints a clear picture of the setup I’m after. In case it doesn’t, the idea is a man in a failing relationship gets a surprise match on the dating app he guiltily installed. I’m looking to do a long-term story here: something full of detail and romance, with a little bit of drama. There’s a lot of details and suggestions I can make but I find discussing and building everything together is better and more fun. So please get in touch if this sounds appealing to you =)

It’s another Thursday night and another evening alone in bed; your wife went straight to her friends’ after work, for another wine night. You didn’t really care. Well, part of you did but it was better than having another argument.

You wonder when exactly things went south. Was it when she got promoted? Was it when her sister moved to the area? Was it when the car got a flat tire on the way to her cousin’s wedding and she complained like it was your fault? There were so many little moments. Maybe it’s just a result of time.

Whatever the case, things have slowly changed. You two barely kiss, much less go on dates. Meals are eaten separately more often than not. She talks for you at social events, and books the vacations. Those latter two things aren’t automatically problems except for the fact half the time those weren’t your opinions or where you wanted to go. How did she not know that? It feels like at some point she just stopped caring.

This is probably what caused you to secretly install a dating app on your phone. You’re not even planning anything, just looking at other women and hopelessly imagining an alternate life. What if she was the woman sitting next to you in college ten years ago? What if that was the face, body, and fashion sense your spouse had?

The wistful fantasies of a sad man… Better get to sleep, you have work tomorrow mornin---DING.

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Hi guys! Hopefully this paints a clear picture of the setup I’m after. In case it doesn’t, the idea is a man in a failing relationship gets a surprise match on the dating app he guiltily installed. I’m looking to do a long-term story here: something full of detail and romance, with a little bit of drama. There’s a lot of details and suggestions I can make but I find discussing and building everything together is better and more fun. So please get in touch if this sounds appealing to you =)