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18+ only. Please send a continuation of the prompt and a kinklist

3 paragraph minimum, please. And I'm looking for a continuation, not an introduction. Looking for your character to be nice a nice person, who just can't help his urges. Not overly demanding or mean

My sister is my whole world. I've never had someone be closer to me, and I'm not sure I ever will. In their best moments, our parents were only neglectful, so I've done my best to look after her for as long as I can remember. I had to drop out of college and change the course of my life just to take care of her, but I've never regretted it for even a single moment. Once, she even called me Mommy by mistake, which only made me love her more. But I love you too. And you.. think about her differently than I do.

In the beginning, I was really worried about how you looked at her. How you'd get that.. primal little spark in your eye when I talked about her. But, you've always been honest with me. We talked about it, and you've been honest with your feelings. Your desires. She's my baby sister, Emily, my baby girl. But I- I guess I can't fault you for having feelings. For a long time, I tried to get you to work on your desires. To try and see her the way I do, but you've made it clear that you can't.. and that you don't want to.

I tried to go along with some of your ideas. You told me that if I roleplayed as Emily for you a couple of times, maybe you'd get it out of your system. I-I knew it wouldn't work, but I wanted to try - for you. A-and sometimes I put on her clothes for you; or at least try to. Sometimes you don't even ask me to. And it hurts my feelings, but the last time we were in bed together, you..- you took her picture from my nightstand and put it over my face as you.. used me. But- you told me it's still not enough.

Then, you finally asked. I knew you would. I always knew you would. I cried. A lot. And I know I will some more. But I know you're right. You need her. I wipe the tears from my eyes, quietly sniffling as I crawl out of our bed half-naked. "B-babe? J-just.. just tell me what you need me to do.."

3 paragraph minimum, please. And I'm looking for a continuation, not an introduction. Looking for your character to be nice a nice person, who just can't help his urges. Not overly demanding or mean

18+ only. Please send a continuation of the prompt and a kinklist

Kinks: slow burn, teasing, dress-up, anal, spanking, bdsm, dirty talk, humiliation, hotpast, outercourse, being ogled, BDSM, very rough sex, voyeurism, exhibitionism, prostitution, choking, rough stuff, pregnancy , breeding talk , gender traitor, multiple paragraphs, sister/sister (betraying my sister), sister/brother, awkwardness, non-con, torture, extreme pain, shaving

Limits: scat, gore, smells, short replies

18+ only. Please send a continuation of the prompt and a kinklist

3 paragraph minimum, please. And I'm looking for a continuation, not an introduction. Looking for your character to be nice a nice person, who just can't help his urges. Not overly demanding or mean

My sister is my whole world. I've never had someone be closer to me, and I'm not sure I ever will. In their best moments, our parents were only neglectful, so I've done my best to look after her for as long as I can remember. I had to drop out of college and change the course of my life just to take care of her, but I've never regretted it for even a single moment. Once, she even called me Mommy by mistake, which only made me love her more. But I love you too. And you.. think about her differently than I do.

In the beginning, I was really worried about how you looked at her. How you'd get that.. primal little spark in your eye when I talked about her. But, you've always been honest with me. We talked about it, and you've been honest with your feelings. Your desires. She's my baby sister, Emily, my baby girl. But I- I guess I can't fault you for having feelings. For a long time, I tried to get you to work on your desires. To try and see her the way I do, but you've made it clear that you can't.. and that you don't want to.

I tried to go along with some of your ideas. You told me that if I roleplayed as Emily for you a couple of times, maybe you'd get it out of your system. I-I knew it wouldn't work, but I wanted to try - for you. A-and sometimes I put on her clothes for you; or at least try to. Sometimes you don't even ask me to. And it hurts my feelings, but the last time we were in bed together, you..- you took her picture from my nightstand and put it over my face as you.. used me. But- you told me it's still not enough.

Then, you finally asked. I knew you would. I always knew you would. I cried. A lot. And I know I will some more. But I know you're right. You need her. I wipe the tears from my eyes, quietly sniffling as I crawl out of our bed half-naked. "B-babe? J-just.. just tell me what you need me to do.."

3 paragraph minimum, please. And I'm looking for a continuation, not an introduction. Looking for your character to be nice a nice person, who just can't help his urges. Not overly demanding or mean

18+ only. Please send a continuation of the prompt and a kinklist

Kinks: slow burn, teasing, dress-up, anal, spanking, bdsm, dirty talk, humiliation, hotpast, outercourse, being ogled, BDSM, very rough sex, voyeurism, exhibitionism, prostitution, choking, rough stuff, pregnancy , breeding talk , gender traitor, multiple paragraphs, sister/sister (betraying my sister), sister/brother, awkwardness, non-con, torture, extreme pain, shaving

Limits: scat, gore, smells, short replies

18+ only. Please send a continuation of the prompt, not an introduction

You and I have always had a really good relationship- great, even- and ever since I went off to college, it's almost like it's gotten better, somehow. I call and talk to you for hours on end every weeknight, and on the weekends I come home and spend all of my free time with you. The last few weeks, we've even started drinking together, which I think will always be at least a little surreal for me, drinking with my own dad!

To accompany the drinking, we've also partaken in just about every game possible. Board, card, party, or otherwise. Lately though, we've really started to run dry on any fun ideas. Until tonight.

You've always been a reserved guy in public, but when you talk with me, you always act like you're a total flirt, and I'd be lying if I said that attitude didn't completely rub off on me. Dirty jokes come naturally for the both of us, and neither are embarrassed when the topic of sex happens to come up. And that gave me an idea..

I purse my lips, doing my best to hide a smirk as I take a sip of my drink. "Okay, I've got an idea. How about we play Truth... Or truth?" I laugh, amused with myself. The look on your face tells me you don't share the same sentiment. "Oh come on, it'll be fun!" I protest, giving you my classic puppy dog eyes. Ignoring your defeated sigh, I continue on. "Okay, great!" I cheer, happily. "So, it's like truth or dare, right? But it's just truths.. so I ask a question, then you ask a question- you get it."

I set my glass down, and tipsily clasp my hands together. "So..-" suddenly I realize I have gotten juuust tipsy enough to hit that point where my cheeks go red, my muscles relax, and my thoughts turn a bit.. inappropriate. A smile immediately appears on my face. "Okay, I'm gonna start off with something to keep you honest-" I clear my throat and start slowly circling my finger around the rim of my glass. "-What's like.. one thing you're really into, but have never gotten to try?" I ask, with curious eyes. Before I let you finish, I pipe back up. "And don't forget! Once you tell me, you gotta ask me something too!"

(Bonus points I'm pregnant and you encourage me to drink. And more bonus points if I was made pregnant by force.. Please be sure to tease me about my pregnancy and ask questions about my rape..)

18+ only. Please send a continuation of the prompt and a kinklist

Looking for something slow and very teasing at first, with a focus on sexy and daring conversations, with other intimate things happening before sex. I want to know what's going on in Dad's head, and he wants to know what's going on in mine. What we think about, what we find sexy, what we want to try. Would really like if Dad avoided saying any very inappropriate words. Would also prefer if the Dad doesn't have ulterior motives, other than to maybe gawk at me. Also, please make sure to ask me for a truth every time you give an answer, and I'll do the same, just to keep the flow going

Kinks: slow burn, teasing, dress-up, anal, spanking, bdsm, dirty talk, humiliation, hotpast, outercourse, being ogled, BDSM, very rough sex, voyeurism, exhibitionism, prostitution, choking, rough stuff, pregnancy , breeding talk , gender traitor, multiple paragraphs, sister/sister (betraying my sister), sister/brother, awkwardness, non-con

Limits: scat, gore, smells, short replies

18+ only. Multiple paragraphs required. Please send a continuation of the prompt, and a kinklist

You've always been a shy little thing. Of course I know you like girls, but it's hard not to tease you about it when you can barely look in their direction without blushing. It's kind of cute in its own way, but sometimes it really seems the only girl you're comfortable being around is me. The only problem with that is that you're starting to seem a little too comfortable...

You accidentally walk in on me when I'm changing, you jiggle the locked bathroom doorknob when I'm taking a bath, and whenever I'm suntanning out back, you seem to take a sudden interest in my skincare, always asking if I need help putting on sunscreen.

I roll my eyes every time, doing my best to politely shoo you away without completely breaking your heart. Lately though, every time I tell you to leave, there's that little sparkle in your eye that makes me feel like your little spirit might just break if I reject your gaze again. It makes me feel so bad, sometimes it feels like my own heart will break.

It doesn't stop at staring though- you love asking questions. When I tell you I'm going out on a date, you always wait up for me, even into the early morning, frothing at the mouth to ask me a million questions. "Did you have a good time? What was he like? Do you like him a lot? What did you guys do? Are you going to do it again?" You always skirt around the question, but I know what you really want to ask.

I've gotten a little disgusted with myself over it, but lately I can't stop questioning why I don't just let you ask your questions. "He just wants to know.." I tell myself. I pause, tilt my head back, and groan with frustration at myself.. "Am I really going to-"

Suddenly there's a light knocking on your door. "Hey." I call out softly as I open your door. I don't even say anything as I step inside. Just softly smiling as I shut the door behind me and take a seat on your bed, patting down my little pencil skirt. I sigh and glance over at you. "Okay, you win. Ask." I shake my head as I see that confused look on your face. "You want to know what I do with older boys, don't you? Go on. Ask me anything."

18+ only. Multiple paragraphs required. Please send a continuation of us in your room, along with a kinklist, with you asking me a question or two that has just been building up in that dirty little mind of yours. Bonus points if you play really shy and innocent without saying too many bad words..

18+ only. Please send a continuation of the prompt and a kinklist

3 paragraph minimum, please. And I'm looking for a continuation, not an introduction

My sister is my whole world. I've never had someone be closer to me, and I'm not sure I ever will. In their best moments, our parents were only neglectful, so I've done my best to look after her for as long as I can remember. I had to drop out of college and change the course of my life just to take care of her, but I've never regretted it for even a single moment. Once, she even called me Mommy by mistake, which only made me love her more. But I love you too. And you.. think about her differently than I do.

In the beginning, I was really worried about how you looked at her. How you'd get that.. primal little spark in your eye when I talked about her. But, you've always been honest with me. We talked about it, and you've been honest with your feelings. Your desires. She's my baby sister, Emily, my baby girl. But I- I guess I can't fault you for having feelings. For a long time, I tried to get you to work on your desires. To try and see her the way I do, but you've made it clear that you can't.. and that you don't want to.

I tried to go along with some of your ideas. You told me that if I roleplayed as Emily for you a couple of times, maybe you'd get it out of your system. I-I knew it wouldn't work, but I wanted to try - for you. A-and sometimes I put on her clothes for you; or at least try to. Sometimes you don't even ask me to. And it hurts my feelings, but the last time we were in bed together, you..- you took her picture from my nightstand and put it over my face as you.. used me. But- you told me it's still not enough.

Then, you finally asked. I knew you would. I always knew you would. I cried. A lot. And I know I will some more. But I know you're right. You need her. I wipe the tears from my eyes, quietly sniffling as I crawl out of our bed half-naked. "B-babe? J-just.. just tell me what you need me to do.."

18+ only. Please send a continuation of the prompt and a kinklist

Kinks: slow burn, teasing, dress-up, anal, spanking, bdsm, dirty talk, humiliation, hotpast, outercourse, being ogled, BDSM, very rough sex, voyeurism, exhibitionism, prostitution, choking, rough stuff, pregnancy , breeding talk , gender traitor, multiple paragraphs, sister/sister (betraying my sister), sister/brother, awkwardness, non-con, torture, extreme pain, shaving

Limits: scat, gore, smells, short replies

18+ only. Multiple paragraphs required. Please send a continuation of the prompt

You've always been a shy little thing. Of course I know you like girls, but it's hard not to tease you about it when you can barely look in their direction without blushing. It's kind of cute in its own way, but sometimes it really seems the only girl you're comfortable being around is me. The only problem with that is that you're starting to seem a little too comfortable...

You accidentally walk in on me when I'm changing, you jiggle the locked bathroom doorknob when I'm taking a bath, and whenever I'm suntanning out back, you seem to take a sudden interest in my skincare, always asking if I need help putting on sunscreen.

I roll my eyes every time, doing my best to politely shoo you away without completely breaking your heart. Lately though, every time I tell you to leave, there's that little sparkle in your eye that makes me feel like your little spirit might just break if I reject your gaze again. It makes me feel so bad, sometimes it feels like my own heart will break.

It doesn't stop at staring though- you love asking questions. When I tell you I'm going out on a date, you always wait up for me, even into the early morning, frothing at the mouth to ask me a million questions. "Did you have a good time? What was he like? Do you like him a lot? What did you guys do? Are you going to do it again?" You always skirt around the question, but I know what you really want to ask.

I've gotten a little disgusted with myself over it, but lately I can't stop questioning why I don't just let you ask your questions. "He just wants to know.." I tell myself. I pause, tilt my head back, and groan with frustration at myself.. "Am I really going to-"

Suddenly there's a light knocking on your door. "Hey." I call out softly as I open your door. I don't even say anything as I step inside. Just softly smiling as I shut the door behind me and take a seat on your bed, patting down my little pencil skirt. I sigh and glance over at you. "Okay, you win. Ask." I shake my head as I see that confused look on your face. "You want to know what I do with older boys, don't you? Go on. Ask me anything."

18+ only. Multiple paragraphs required. Please send a continuation of us in your room, with you asking me a question or two that has just been building up in that dirty little mind of yours. Multiple paragraphs. Bonus points if you play really shy without saying too many bad words..

Kinks: voyeurism, exhibitionism, teasing, outer course, slow burn, very gentle femdom, toys, teaching, anal, over sharing inappropriate details, receiving inappropriate questions, anal, lingerie, reluctant bicuriousity , forced bi

include in your message, password: bicurious

Limits: scat, gore, smells

18+ only. Multiple paragraphs required. Please send a continuation of the prompt

You've always been a shy little thing. Of course I know you like girls, but it's hard not to tease you about it when you can barely look in their direction without blushing. It's kind of cute in its own way, but sometimes it really seems the only girl you're comfortable being around is me. The only problem with that is that you're starting to seem a little too comfortable...

You accidentally walk in on me when I'm changing, you jiggle the locked bathroom doorknob when I'm taking a bath, and whenever I'm suntanning out back, you seem to take a sudden interest in my skincare, always asking if I need help putting on sunscreen.

I roll my eyes every time, doing my best to politely shoo you away without completely breaking your heart. Lately though, every time I tell you to leave, there's that little sparkle in your eye that makes me feel like your little spirit might just break if I reject your gaze again. It makes me feel so bad, sometimes it feels like my own heart will break.

It doesn't stop at staring though- you love asking questions. When I tell you I'm going out on a date, you always wait up for me, even into the early morning, frothing at the mouth to ask me a million questions. "Did you have a good time? What was he like? Do you like him a lot? What did you guys do? Are you going to do it again?" You always skirt around the question, but I know what you really want to ask.

I've gotten a little disgusted with myself over it, but lately I can't stop questioning why I don't just let you ask your questions. "He just wants to know.." I tell myself. I pause, tilt my head back, and groan with frustration at myself.. "Am I really going to-"

Suddenly there's a light knocking on your door. "Hey." I call out softly as I open your door. I don't even say anything as I step inside. Just softly smiling as I shut the door behind me and take a seat on your bed, patting down my little pencil skirt. I sigh and glance over at you. "Okay, you win. Ask." I shake my head as I see that confused look on your face. "You want to know what I do with older boys, don't you? Go on. Ask me anything."

18+ only. Multiple paragraphs required. Please send a continuation of us in your room, with you asking me a question or two that has just been building up in that dirty little mind of yours. Multiple paragraphs. Bonus points if you play really shy without saying too many bad words..

Kinks: voyeurism, exhibitionism, teasing, outer course, slow burn, very gentle femdom, toys, teaching, anal, over sharing inappropriate details, receiving inappropriate questions, anal, lingerie, reluctant bicuriousity , forced bi , age gaps

include in your message, password: bicurious

Limits: scat, gore, smells

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18+ only. Please send a continuation of the prompt, not an introduction

You and I have always had a really good relationship- great, even- and ever since I went off to college, it's almost like it's gotten better, somehow. I call and talk to you for hours on end every weeknight, and on the weekends I come home and spend all of my free time with you. The last few weeks, we've even started drinking together, which I think will always be at least a little surreal for me, drinking with my own dad!

To accompany the drinking, we've also partaken in just about every game possible. Board, card, party, or otherwise. Lately though, we've really started to run dry on any fun ideas. Until tonight.

You've always been a reserved guy in public, but when you talk with me, you always act like you're a total flirt, and I'd be lying if I said that attitude didn't completely rub off on me. Dirty jokes come naturally for the both of us, and neither are embarrassed when the topic of sex happens to come up. And that gave me an idea..

I purse my lips, doing my best to hide a smirk as I take a sip of my drink. "Okay, I've got an idea. How about we play Truth... Or truth?" I laugh, amused with myself. The look on your face tells me you don't share the same sentiment. "Oh come on, it'll be fun!" I protest, giving you my classic puppy dog eyes. Ignoring your defeated sigh, I continue on. "Okay, great!" I cheer, happily. "So, it's like truth or dare, right? But it's just truths.. so I ask a question, then you ask a question- you get it."

I set my glass down, and tipsily clasp my hands together. "So..-" suddenly I realize I have gotten juuust tipsy enough to hit that point where my cheeks go red, my muscles relax, and my thoughts turn a bit.. inappropriate. A smile immediately appears on my face. "Okay, I'm gonna start off with something to keep you honest-" I clear my throat and start slowly circling my finger around the rim of my glass. "-If Mom gave you like.. a hallpass to be with anyone you wanted, who would it be?" I ask, with curious eyes. Before I let you finish, I pipe back up. "And don't forget! Once you tell me, you gotta ask me something too!"

(Bonus points I'm pregnant and you encourage me to drink. And more bonus points if I was made pregnant by force.. Please be sure to tease me about my pregnancy and ask questions about my rape..)

18+ only. Please send a continuation of the prompt and a kinklist

Looking for something slow and very teasing at first, with a focus on sexy and daring conversations, with other intimate things happening before sex. I want to know what's going on in Dad's head, and he wants to know what's going on in mine. What we think about, what we find sexy, what we want to try. Would really like if Dad avoided saying any very inappropriate words. Would also prefer if the Dad doesn't have ulterior motives, other than to maybe gawk at me. Also, please make sure to ask me for a truth every time you give an answer, and I'll do the same, just to keep the flow going

Kinks: slow burn, teasing, dress-up, anal, spanking, bdsm, dirty talk, humiliation, hotpast, outercourse, being ogled, BDSM, very rough sex, voyeurism, exhibitionism, prostitution, choking, rough stuff, pregnancy , breeding talk , gender traitor, multiple paragraphs, sister/sister (betraying my sister), sister/brother, awkwardness, non-con

Limits: scat, gore, smells, short replies

18+ only. Please send a continuation of the prompt, not an introduction

You and I have always had a really good relationship- great, even- and ever since I went off to college, it's almost like it's gotten better, somehow. I call and talk to you for hours on end every weeknight, and on the weekends I come home and spend all of my free time with you. The last few weeks, we've even started drinking together, which I think will always be at least a little surreal for me, drinking with my own dad!

To accompany the drinking, we've also partaken in just about every game possible. Board, card, party, or otherwise. Lately though, we've really started to run dry on any fun ideas. Until tonight.

You've always been a reserved guy in public, but when you talk with me, you always act like you're a total flirt, and I'd be lying if I said that attitude didn't completely rub off on me. Dirty jokes come naturally for the both of us, and neither are embarrassed when the topic of sex happens to come up. And that gave me an idea..

I purse my lips, doing my best to hide a smirk as I take a sip of my drink. "Okay, I've got an idea. How about we play Truth... Or truth?" I laugh, amused with myself. The look on your face tells me you don't share the same sentiment. "Oh come on, it'll be fun!" I protest, giving you my classic puppy dog eyes. Ignoring your defeated sigh, I continue on. "Okay, great!" I cheer, happily. "So, it's like truth or dare, right? But it's just truths.. so I ask a question, then you ask a question- you get it."

I set my glass down, and tipsily clasp my hands together. "So..-" suddenly I realize I have gotten juuust tipsy enough to hit that point where my cheeks go red, my muscles relax, and my thoughts turn a bit.. inappropriate. A smile immediately appears on my face. "Okay, I'm gonna start off with something to keep you honest-" I clear my throat and start slowly circling my finger around the rim of my glass. "-If Mom gave you like.. a hallpass to be with anyone you wanted, who would it be?" I ask, with curious eyes. Before I let you finish, I pipe back up. "And don't forget! Once you tell me, you gotta ask me something too!"

(Bonus points I'm pregnant and you encourage me to drink. And more bonus points if I was made pregnant by force.. Please be sure to tease me about my pregnancy and ask questions about my rape..)

18+ only. Please send a continuation of the prompt and a kinklist

Looking for something slow and very teasing at first, with a focus on sexy and daring conversations, with other intimate things happening before sex. I want to know what's going on in Dad's head, and he wants to know what's going on in mine. What we think about, what we find sexy, what we want to try. Would really like if Dad avoided saying any very inappropriate words. Would also prefer if the Dad doesn't have ulterior motives, other than to maybe gawk at me. Also, please make sure to ask me for a truth every time you give an answer, and I'll do the same, just to keep the flow going

Kinks: slow burn, teasing, dress-up, anal, spanking, bdsm, dirty talk, humiliation, hotpast, outercourse, being ogled, BDSM, very rough sex, voyeurism, exhibitionism, prostitution, choking, rough stuff, pregnancy , breeding talk , gender traitor, multiple paragraphs, sister/sister (betraying my sister), sister/brother, awkwardness, non-con

Limits: scat, gore, smells, short replies

18+ only. Please send a continuation of the prompt and a kinklist

3 paragraph minimum, please. And I'm looking for a continuation, not an introduction

My sister is my whole world. I've never had someone be closer to me, and I'm not sure I ever will. In their best moments, our parents were only neglectful, so I've done my best to look after her for as long as I can remember. I had to drop out of college and change the course of my life just to take care of her, but I've never regretted it for even a single moment. Once, she even called me Mommy by mistake, which only made me love her more. But I love you too. And you.. think about her differently than I do.

In the beginning, I was really worried about how you looked at her. How you'd get that.. primal little spark in your eye when I talked about her. But, you've always been honest with me. We talked about it, and you've been honest with your feelings. Your desires. She's my baby sister, Emily, my baby girl. But I- I guess I can't fault you for having feelings. For a long time, I tried to get you to work on your desires. To try and see her the way I do, but you've made it clear that you can't.. and that you don't want to.

I tried to go along with some of your ideas. You told me that if I roleplayed as Emily for you a couple of times, maybe you'd get it out of your system. I-I knew it wouldn't work, but I wanted to try - for you. A-and sometimes I put on her clothes for you; or at least try to. Sometimes you don't even ask me to. And it hurts my feelings, but the last time we were in bed together, you..- you took her picture from my nightstand and put it over my face as you.. used me. But- you told me it's still not enough.

Then, you finally asked. I knew you would. I always knew you would. I cried. A lot. And I know I will some more. But I know you're right. You need her. I wipe the tears from my eyes, quietly sniffling as I crawl out of our bed half-naked. "B-babe? J-just.. just tell me what you need me to do.."

18+ only. Please send a continuation of the prompt and a kinklist