slowburn, not much into sex though, more into buildups. ofc it should be a 18+... kinks limits.

I have been talking to my Parents to send me to a bigger city for my higher studies. As the only daughter, they had to fulfill my demands. Now how would they know that this Shy, Gaav ki Gori would bend backwards for every college guy and whatever he demands. Unleashing her Kinky side and doing everything is needed of her. Kink . interfaith classplay even ageplay would work ig.

I have been talking to my Parents to send me to a bigger city for my higher studies. As the only daughter, they had to fulfill my demands. Now how would they know that this Shy, Gaav ki Gori would bend backwards for every college guy and whatever he demands. Unleashing her Kinky side and doing everything is needed of her. Kink . interfaith classplay even ageplay would work ig.

last one is me myself!

i am into cheating
forbidden thrills
overheard conversations(like you trash talking me, randifying me..., but talk nice to me in face... objectification)
teasing, buildup,groping spanking in public discreetly or showing others kind of
double meaning convos
public risky scenes
ALPHA guys/girls, playboy/girls (maybe you fuck hot girls//professors...)
NO romance
WATCHING you fuck others, into BBC
DEGRADING me infront of others...
Slow burn ofc
tentacles
creative and unpredictable scenes from partner
STORY:SMUT = 80:20 (approx)
limits: vore gore scat
no romance is a strong word, little romance....but not too much
degrading the girl you are fucking, not me, that's a mistake, you would be kinda worshipping me

(everything dirty thoughts should be kinda internal until we are comfortable... double meaning works but should be a good one...)

sample examples of how i want you to write and i am more into buildups and stuff
not mucn into sex

example:
eyes widen at the view of two huge melon like boobs coming into my view even before her face, ripe round and glowing so fair, something that is not from around here. Taking a good time to just eat them with my eyes before raising my view to look at her in the face with a cheap grin, or perhaps a soft smile, nudging my friend on the side "kya gori maal hai..." speaking in a volume that you can almost hear while your hubby is paying the auto. Stepping forward a bit and asking the hubby "need some help sir, carrying anything big and heavy" smiling at you again
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the way you showed me your middle finger just made me only want to get to you more, grab you right there in front of your husband but did not want to show anything yet. As always, i waited for my time , the way i have dealt with the horny housewives of this village. After all she is a woman too and I could still feel something from the way she looked at me and at my crotch. Telling myself "you asked me to fuck you, now i am drilling your gaand" will be something that i will tel you one day, return back to the tea shop with my friends, but now, openly commenting on you "kya badi gori mummein ye randi ki... her hubby is a lucky dog. If it has been me i will be drinking her milk day and night, fuckkk and her gaand... can handle a good rough pounding"

"Sala ye konsa naya maal aya hai in our low class city, isko toh pehle kabhi dekha he nhi yahan.....kisi doll se kaam nhi laag rhe iske CHUCHE")

whtat would your first few words be seeing her? third slide/fourth slide?

I'm Disha 32 year old, married. My body is impossible to ignore, 36D full, heavy breasts, thick, juicy ass . My skin is smoothwhite, long hair... Whenever I step out , whether it's a family function, mall, or even our society lift , men and young boys can't stop staring. I can literally feel the raw hunger in their gazes, like they want to pin me against the nearest wall and fuck me right there. College boys, older men, and even some of my husband's friends steal glances Deep down, I crave BIG,STRONG,ALPHA PLAYBOY (who fucks girls, womens, hotshot bhabhis, even profs from the college) guys who know exactly what they're doing, men who take charge, pin me down, and fuck me hard...

you: Vel, short for Velmani, born and brought up in this rural village that is far away from any nearby city, the nearest one atleast a whole night's drive away. Never attended any school and started working at a very young age. And now is well known among the little population of this village. One because i am a household name for any tasks tha requires manual work, water, electricity, field work and what not. Another because of what the housewife's crave. Most of the time I go into a place to handle a job, it is only the housewife alone at home with the husband away and working. This gave me a good interactive time eventually the wife falling for my physique, which most of the upper class villagers lack, working in offices and municipality. In my late twenties and lived in a small hut by the panchayat's paddy field, enjoying the playboy life, drinks and some money that i have to feed myself (you can choose the name)

starter:
The heat in the village is different. as I step out of the car, I can feel the pallu sliding slightly off my shoulder. I haven't been back here since the wedding( we were here that time just for a day or two and then we moved abroad)..... as I look around ,it’s the eyes, groups of young village boys even the older men, sitting on charpais under the shade of the neem trees, have stopped their chatter and were raking my boobies... My husband was paying the autowala, totally oblivious to the predatory hunger blooming all around us. I adjust my earring and I catch the eye of a tall, rugged guy leaning against a tractor. He’s looking at me like he wants to drag me behind the barn. These village men don't hide their desires behind polite city smiles, they look at me like I’m a feast, and since i am a attention whore, I would love to make them starve for it....

I am expecting this level detailed and objectification and stuff:
I'll be Gautam, 22 years old with the same description as you used on the post, I'd have started working from the time I was 8 years old, which naturally led to my body developing into a lean, strong build and whenever I was left working in a house with women, the husband's usually came home to them in a much better mood, even if they were tired and yet, no one could prove anything against me, even if the rumours kept being spread. I was having the time of my life in the village, feeling like the king around because I could get all the women I wanted to, no matter the age or if they were married, if I found them to be good enough, I would get into their sheets and they'd end up begging me to keep going. However, as I lived in a village in Kerala, I'd only had women from there, and so when you stepped out of the auto with your busty, milky body on show my eyes sparked and with my eyes glued to your milky, tits that looked like they were about to spill out of your blouse I lixked my lips and bit into the bun I had in my hand, as if to show you that this is what I wanted to do to you. And then I smirked while my eyes ran up and down your frame, my next target had been locked even if I didn't even know your name yet, as I turned to my friend who I was having tea with. "Mmm behenchod, kaun hai ye? Ye aisi maal kaha se aagayi?" He grit his teeth together, "mmmm chalte chalte hi mamme bahar nikalaayenge iski toh!!" "Arghh! Iski to lena hi padega mujhe, dekhte hi lund khada ho gaya hai mera"

kinks limits...

I'm Disha 32 year old, married. My body is impossible to ignore, 36D full, heavy breasts, thick, juicy ass . My skin is smoothwhite, long hair... Whenever I step out , whether it's a family function, mall, or even our society lift , men and young boys can't stop staring. I can literally feel the raw hunger in their gazes, like they want to pin me against the nearest wall and fuck me right there. College boys, older men, and even some of my husband's friends steal glances Deep down, I crave BIG,STRONG,ALPHA PLAYBOY (who fucks girls, womens, hotshot bhabhis, even profs from the college) guys who know exactly what they're doing, men who take charge, pin me down, and fuck me hard...

you: Vel, short for Velmani, born and brought up in this rural village that is far away from any nearby city, the nearest one atleast a whole night's drive away. Never attended any school and started working at a very young age. And now is well known among the little population of this village. One because i am a household name for any tasks tha requires manual work, water, electricity, field work and what not. Another because of what the housewife's crave. Most of the time I go into a place to handle a job, it is only the housewife alone at home with the husband away and working. This gave me a good interactive time eventually the wife falling for my physique, which most of the upper class villagers lack, working in offices and municipality. In my late twenties and lived in a small hut by the panchayat's paddy field, enjoying the playboy life, drinks and some money that i have to feed myself (you can choose the name)

starter:
The heat in the village is different. as I step out of the car, I can feel the pallu sliding slightly off my shoulder. I haven't been back here since the wedding( we were here that time just for a day or two and then we moved abroad)..... as I look around ,it’s the eyes, groups of young village boys even the older men, sitting on charpais under the shade of the neem trees, have stopped their chatter and were raking my boobies... My husband was paying the autowala, totally oblivious to the predatory hunger blooming all around us. I adjust my earring and I catch the eye of a tall, rugged guy leaning against a tractor. He’s looking at me like he wants to drag me behind the barn. These village men don't hide their desires behind polite city smiles, they look at me like I’m a feast, and since i am a attention whore, I would love to make them starve for it....

I am expecting this level detailed and objectification and stuff:
I'll be Gautam, 22 years old with the same description as you used on the post, I'd have started working from the time I was 8 years old, which naturally led to my body developing into a lean, strong build and whenever I was left working in a house with women, the husband's usually came home to them in a much better mood, even if they were tired and yet, no one could prove anything against me, even if the rumours kept being spread. I was having the time of my life in the village, feeling like the king around because I could get all the women I wanted to, no matter the age or if they were married, if I found them to be good enough, I would get into their sheets and they'd end up begging me to keep going. However, as I lived in a village in Kerala, I'd only had women from there, and so when you stepped out of the auto with your busty, milky body on show my eyes sparked and with my eyes glued to your milky, tits that looked like they were about to spill out of your blouse I lixked my lips and bit into the bun I had in my hand, as if to show you that this is what I wanted to do to you. And then I smirked while my eyes ran up and down your frame, my next target had been locked even if I didn't even know your name yet, as I turned to my friend who I was having tea with. "Mmm behenchod, kaun hai ye? Ye aisi maal kaha se aagayi?" He grit his teeth together, "mmmm chalte chalte hi mamme bahar nikalaayenge iski toh!!" "Arghh! Iski to lena hi padega mujhe, dekhte hi lund khada ho gaya hai mera"

kinks limits...

obssessed with blacked!! or similar....

i am into cheating

forbidden thrills

overheard conversations(like you trash talking me, randifying me..., but talk nice to me in face... objectification)

teasing, buildup,groping spanking in public discreetly or showing others kind of

double meaning convos

public risky scenes

ALPHA guys/girls, playboy/girls (maybe you fuck hot girls//professors...)

NO romance

WATCHING you fuck others, into BBC

DEGRADING me infront of others...

Slow burn ofc

tentacles

creative and unpredictable scenes from partner

STORY:SMUT = 80:20 (approx)

limits: vore gore scat

no romance is a strong word, little romance....but not too much

degrading the girl you are fucking, not me, that's a mistake, you would be kinda worshipping me

(everything dirty thoughts should be kinda internal until we are comfortable... double meaning works but should be a good one...)

i am into cheating
forbidden thrills
overheard conversations(like you trash talking me, randifying me..., but talk nice to me in face... objectification)
teasing, buildup,groping spanking in public discreetly or showing others kind of
double meaning convos
public risky scenes
ALPHA guys/girls, playboy/girls (maybe you fuck hot girls//professors...)
NO romance
WATCHING you fuck others, into BBC
DEGRADING me infront of others...
Slow burn ofc
tentacles
creative and unpredictable scenes from partner
STORY:SMUT = 80:20 (approx)
limits: vore gore scat
no romance is a strong word, little romance....but not too much
degrading the girl you are fucking, not me, that's a mistake, you would be kinda worshipping me

(everything dirty thoughts should be kinda internal until we are comfortable... double meaning works but should be a good one...)

kinks limits.

i am into cheating
forbidden thrills
overheard conversations(like you trash talking me, randifying me..., but talk nice to me in face... objectification)
teasing, buildup,groping spanking in public discreetly or showing others kind of
double meaning convos
public risky scenes
ALPHA guys/girls, playboy/girls (maybe you fuck hot girls//professors...)
NO romance
WATCHING you fuck others,
DEGRADING me infront of others...
Slow burn ofc
tentacles
creative and unpredictable scenes from partner
STORY:SMUT = 80:20 (approx)
limits: vore gore scat
no romance is a strong word, little romance....but not too much
degrading the girl you are fucking, not me, that's a mistake, you would be kinda worshipping me

(everything dirty thoughts should be kinda internal until we are comfortable... double meaning works but should be a good one...)

kinks limits.