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Hello! There
I'm looking for people who likes sharing back and forth while talking and commenting on shared content.
Btw introduce yourselves with your kinks and things that turns you on and blows your mind.
And we might dig deep into that goon cave and enjoy our time together
Let me know if someone is up.
The air in the cramped changing room was thick with the mingled scents of new fabric and arousal. Grace stood behind Avi, her body pressed flush against his back, her breath warm against his ear as she watched his reflection in the dusty mirror. He was still in the skirt she'd picked out—a short, pleated number in deep burgundy that rode high on his thighs—and the matching panties, a lacy black thong that did little to hide the shape of his half-hard cock straining against the fabric.
His cheeks were flushed crimson, his eyes darting away from the mirror every time he caught his own gaze. His hands hung limp at his sides, fingers twitching nervously.
"Look at yourself," Grace murmured, her voice low and commanding. Her right hand slid from his hip, around his waist, and down the front of the skirt. She found the outline of his erection through the thin lace and pressed her palm flat against it. "You're so beautiful like this. So good for me."
Avi let out a shaky breath. "G-Grace... someone might—"
"Shh." She silenced him by curling her fingers around the base of his cock through the panties, squeezing gently. "No one's coming in. Just you and me and this mirror."
She hooked her thumb under the waistband of the thong and pulled it down just enough to free his cock—fully hard now, slick with a bead of pre-cum at the tip. In the mirror, she saw him bite his lower lip, his eyes squeezed shut.
"Open your eyes," she ordered, and he obeyed, meeting her gaze in the glass. "Watch."
Her fingers wrapped around his shaft, warm and firm, and she began to stroke him slowly—a long, deliberate pull from base to tip, then a twist of her wrist at the crown. He gasped, his hips jerking into her grip.
"Good boy," she breathed, her thumb rubbing circles over the sensitive head. "You love this, don't you? Being my pretty little thing in his skirt and panties, getting his cock played with in front of a mirror."
His only response was a moan, barely stifled, as she increased the pace. Her palm glided over his shaft, now slippery with his own leaking fluid. She used her other hand to steady his hip, keeping him pressed back against her, feeling his heartbeat through his ass.
In the mirror, she watched his face transform—shyness giving way to raw pleasure, his mouth falling open, his eyes glazing. His reflection was a perfect picture of vulnerability and surrender.
"That's it. Let go. You're doing so well for me, Avi. Such a good boy."
Her strokes grew faster, tighter, her fingers curling around the head with each pass. His breathing turned ragged, his hips beginning to thrust into her fist. She leaned in, her lips brushing the shell of his ear.
"Come for me. I want to feel you come on my hand. Show me how good I make you feel."
A broken whimper escaped him, and then his body tensed, a shudder running through him as he came—hot, thick ropes of cum splashing onto her fingers, dripping down the back of his hand and onto the skirt's hem. He groaned, his knees buckling slightly, but she held him upright with her arm around his waist.
She kept stroking him through the aftershocks, drawing out every last drop until he was whimpering from oversensitivity. Then she lifted her cum-slicked hand and brought it to her mouth, licking her fingers clean while holding his gaze in the mirror.
"Mmm. You taste so good, baby." She smiled, a predatory glint in her eyes. "Now let's get you cleaned up. I'm thinking we should buy this skirt. And maybe a few more things for you to try on later."
Avi, still trembling, could only nod, his cheeks burning, his heart racing—utterly, blissfully owned.
Hello! There
I'm looking for people who likes sharing back and forth while talking and commenting on shared content.
Just be open to experience new stuff and we might find something that'll blow our everything out lol
Let me know if someone is up.
Hey! There
I know know i have been here in last 24 hours and I'm back again. Its just i have itch to scratch lol. Btw if you have fantasies or stories or kinks that you wanna talk about then do let me know and feed me something nice enough to catch my eye.
(Waiting for you.....)
Hello! Everyone I'm looking for people with kinks and fantasies, who can talk about stuff while sharing .
And I'll also share my thoughts on that shared content.
The trick here is just be kinky and naughty enough to lure me into your charm .
So mommyyssss and daddyyyss help this needy kittyyy
Grace tightened her grip on the leather leash, the loop wrapped twice around her palm. Avi knelt on the hardwood floor beside her armchair, his breath coming in quick, shallow bursts. The brass clip at his collar clinked softly every time he shifted his weight. She didn't look at him, not yet. She took a slow sip of wine, letting the silence stretch.
"Good boy," she murmured, finally turning her gaze downward. His eyes were dark, hungry, fixed on her hand where it rested on her bare thigh. She wore nothing but a silk robe, open at the front. The armchair was wide, deep burgundy velvet. She spread her legs slightly.
"You know what I need."
Avi crawled forward without hesitation. His hands found her knees, then her inner thighs, fingers trembling but reverent. She gave a light tug on the leash, guiding his head lower. He pressed his mouth to her cunt, warm and eager, tongue sliding through her folds in long, slow strokes. Grace let her head fall back, exhaling through parted lips. Her free hand came to rest on the back of his head, not pushing, just there, possessive.
He worked her with patience, with worship. His tongue circled her clit, flattened, flicked. She felt the heat building low and heavy, her hips beginning to roll against his mouth. She pulled the leash taut, and he moaned against her, the vibration sending a shiver up her spine.
"That's it," she breathed. "Keep going."
She let him bring her to the edge twice before she pulled him away. He was panting, lips slick, his cock straining hard against the thin fabric of his briefs. She reached down and hooked a thumb under the waistband, pulled them down his thighs. He hissed as the air hit him.
Grace wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft, slow and deliberate. He was hot, velvety, already wet at the tip. She stroked upward, gathering the slickness, then back down, thumb pressing into the sensitive spot just below the head. Avi groaned, his forehead dropping to her knee.
"Look at me."
He lifted his eyes, pupils blown wide. She kept the leash taut as she worked him with her fist, a steady rhythm that matched the pulse thrumming between her own legs. His breath hitched with every pass of her hand.
"You belong to me right now," she said, voice low. "Every part of you."
He nodded, a broken sound escaping his throat. She tightened her grip and sped up, watching his face contort with need, watching him fight to hold still. The leash was taut between them like a wire, connecting every twitch of his body to the curl of her fingers.
"Don't you dare come until I tell you."
He whimpered but held. Grace kept stroking him, firm and unhurried, her thumb circling the crown with each upward motion. She could feel the tension in his thighs, the shallow tremor running through his whole body. She loved it—the control, the surrender.
She let him wait another minute, two, until his muscles were rigid and his breathing ragged. Then she leaned forward and spoke against his ear.
"Now."
He came with a strangled cry, spilling over her fingers in thick pulses. She milked him through it, watching his eyes roll shut, his forehead pressed to her stomach. When he finally stilled, she released his cock and wiped her hand slowly on his chest.
Then she tugged the leash gently, pulling him up until he was kneeling straight again. She cupped his jaw and kissed him—soft, almost tender—letting him taste himself on her tongue.
"You did well," she said against his lips. "But I'm not done yet."
Elena leaned back in her plush velvet armchair, her legs spread wide to reveal the sheer lace of her panties. She looked down at Marcus, who was already on his knees, trembling with anticipation.
"Come here, puppy," she purred, her voice a commanding velvet stroke.
Marcus crawled forward, his eyes locked on her. Elena reached down, her manicured nails grazing his chest before her hand clamped firmly around his hard cock. She didn't start slow; she gripped him tight, her palm sliding up and down the length of his shaft with a rhythmic, punishing pressure. She watched his face contort in pleasure, his breath hitching as she increased the speed, the friction of her skin against his head sending jolts of electricity through him.
"Look at you, so desperate for me," she whispered, a smirk playing on her lips. "Such a good boy, staying right where I want you."
The praise hit him harder than the physical stimulation. Marcus let out a choked moan, his hips instinctively bucking into her hand. Elena chuckled, enjoying the power she held over his release. Just as he was about to explode, she abruptly stopped, removing her hand and shifting her weight.
Before he could gasp for air, she leaned forward and lowered herself, planting her heavy, wet heat directly onto his face.
The world vanished for Marcus, replaced by the scent of her arousal and the suffocating, wonderful pressure of her pussy pressing against his nose and mouth. She sat back fully, grinding her vulva into his lips, effectively silencing his moans. He struggled beneath her, his hands clutching her thighs, desperate for a breath of air and a taste of her.
Elena shifted her hips, rubbing her clit against his upper lip, knowing exactly how to drive him insane. After a few minutes of agonizing dominance, she lifted herself just an inch, allowing him to lap greedily at her folds.
"That's it," she breathed, reaching down to wrap her fingers around his cock once more, pumping him with a fierce, rapid intensity. "Take it all, you good, obedient boy. Cum for me."
With one final, crushing squeeze and the weight of her pressing back down on his face, Marcus exploded, his cum pulsing violently against her palm as he muffled a scream of pure ecstasy into her skin.
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Hey there, sexy ladies! I'm a guy (25M) hunting for a steamy female partner (21F+) to dive into slice-of-life romantic roleplays bursting with spicy, sneaky plots fueled by cheating thrills and pregnancy risks. Everyday vibes—shared houses, friend circles, office desks—where sparks ignite forbidden affairs that leave us both dripping with guilt and lust.
Imagine this: Two couples move in together to save rent. You're my roommate's girlfriend, catching me shirtless in the kitchen late night. Our fingers brush over coffee mugs, tension builds. While our partners sleep upstairs, you slip into my room, dropping your panties and straddling my lap. I suck your hard nipples as you ride my thick cock, pussy clenching tight, begging me to pump her full of cum—no condom, the danger of breeding you right under their noses making me thrust harder until I flood your womb.
Or
Picture us as coworkers in a tight office: stolen elevator rides where I finger your dripping slit under your skirt, you stroking my bulge. After hours, bent over your desk, I pound your ass raw while files scatter, then flip you to fuck your fertile pussy missionary-style.
Love slow-burn romance escalating to raw, risky fucks—secret texts, public teases, creampies with impregnation heat. Literate posters only: detailed bodies slamming, vivid posts. Share your twist on these in replies—let's cheat and breed through words! 😈
Hey there, sexy ladies! I'm a guy (25M) hunting for a steamy female partner (21F+) to dive into slice-of-life romantic roleplays bursting with spicy, sneaky plots fueled by cheating thrills and pregnancy risks. Everyday vibes—shared houses, friend circles, office desks—where sparks ignite forbidden affairs that leave us both dripping with guilt and lust.
Imagine this: Two couples move in together to save rent. You're my roommate's girlfriend, catching me shirtless in the kitchen late night. Our fingers brush over coffee mugs, tension builds. While our partners sleep upstairs, you slip into my room, dropping your panties and straddling my lap. I suck your hard nipples as you ride my thick cock, pussy clenching tight, begging me to pump her full of cum—no condom, the danger of breeding you right under their noses making me thrust harder until I flood your womb. Or Picture us as coworkers in a tight office: stolen elevator rides where I finger your dripping slit under your skirt, you stroking my bulge. After hours, bent over your desk, I pound your ass raw while files scatter, then flip you to fuck your fertile pussy missionary-style.
Love slow-burn romance escalating to raw, risky fucks—secret texts, public teases, creampies with impregnation heat. Literate posters only: detailed bodies slamming, vivid posts. Share your twist on these in replies—let's cheat and breed through words! 😈
Hello! Everyone looking for new rp partner and not replacing the old ones, only the one who likes to put some efforts in reply let me know. Because those half ass replies and one liner text are really a turn off and i don't want to be the only one putting efforts in building story and plot. About the plot i just have few rough ideas that i would like to explore, the specific details of plot can be discussed later so that it can have elements that we both can enjoy and have a nice time together . First one is couples theme, can be newly moved in with partner and then exploring life(we can add pregnancy, trips, fights to make it even more realistic and intresting), like slice of life roleplay.
Second one is cheating theme, you can be my friends or colleague wife or girlfriend who got drunk and i end up consoling you which lead to different things and we end up having something that we have to keep as secret from everyone (it'll be thrilling, sneaky plot as we can add a lot of kinks that we can explore)
Third one is something with age gap where one of us will play as older person who is having existential crisis and wants to spice up life or looking for some spark and eventually we meet through either online dating app or in some bar and decides to travel together while exploring life in every possible aspect (intimate, kinky, adventurous, as one of our character can be someone with criminal background or links)
I do have a lot more plots so let me know if you are also looking for good roleplay partner with whom you can explore fantasies in detail . Hit me up with a nice intro and we'll see how far we can go.. (Hoping to meet some nice players)