u/tvnever

"I don't know....i mean, we're family..." i say, a little uncomfortable, and not quite remembering how we got to this point in the convo.

"But thats why it'll work. Usually, friends with benefits, they run the risk of falling for each other," you say, much more openly enthusiastic about this idea than I am, "but you and me? We're family. So there will never be feelings. It'll be purely just to help each other while we're in a dry patch."

I nod. We'd both admitted it had been a long time since either of us had gotten any attention. I let the thoughts run through my head. A night of passion, even if its with a family member, would seem fun. It's really just doing a favor for each other...

"And once one of us finds someone else, we end it? Right?" I ask, though you take this as me agreeing. You're already lifting your shirt over your head, and now, fumbling with the zipper on your pants.

"For sure. No strings," you approach me, "you want to do it here or go up my bed?"

Thats my prompt. As always, its open ended. Please come with ideas for how you'd like to build out the scene. You should have answers for:

1. How are we related?

2. Would you like this scene to be smutty or romantic?

3. How kinky does the scene get?

Kinks: breeding, cum, rough sex, dom male, open to most kinks

Limits: violence, blood

"I don't think i can resist anymore," you tell your friend, no longer embarrassed about the attraction.

"But dude, she's your family. Like what if she isn't into you? It'll be a weird dinner at the next holiday get-together," your friend responded. You confessed to him that you were attracted to me a few months ago. Even though he's weirded out by the incest, he's at least been willing to talk to you as you grapple with your feelings.

"I think she likes me too...," you say with no confidence in your voice.

"You think? Or you hope?" He responds.

"Look, I just need to get her one on one, away from all this. Just her and me. We can talk or figure it out or just...I don't know," your firm in your conviction. You don't even wait for your friend to respond. You pull out your phone and text me, "hey Emma, any interest in getting away for a week? I've picked out a great spot."

Thats my prompt. As always i keep it open ended so we can build out a fun scene together. We can make this as romantic, smutty, or kinky as you want.

Kinks: incest, breeding, rough sex, dom male, free use, etc. Very open on kinks

Limits: blood and scat

The bills just kept piling up. I was quickly doing the math, there was no way I was going to be able to make rent, and cover all my costs. I had to start figuring out which bills I could skip this month.

Pulling out my phone, I googled bill pay services, and an ad popped up. "Looking to exit the rat race? Take a role as a personal intimate servant. Room and board covered." That was enough to get me interested. I just skimmed the rest of the website, not really digesting the details. Most of the phrases were foreign to me, "irrevocable contract," "free use," "transfer of rights," were just some of the things I saw but didn't process.

I quickly filled out the form, attaching photos, personality description, and my availability (immediate). And then I waited. After two weeks, I forgot about the whole thing, having never gotten a message. And then... after a month, an email popped up in my inbox, "You've been given a placement. You'll be picked up at noon tomorrow, and taken to your new home. Congratulations."

The message was simple and perfunctory. What had I gotten myself into? I wasn't sure. But it couldn't be worse than this.

That's my prompt. As always, I leave it opened ended, so we can flesh out the details together. We can make this as romantic or smutty as you want. I'm very flexible.

Kinks: cum, rough sex, dom male, breeding, etc. Pretty open to most kinks

Limits: playing multiple characters, blood

I shuffled back home after another failed date. Things were going well, but as soon as I mentioned my kink, I saw the look on his face. I knew what was going to come next, a forced grin from him, a polite excuse to leave, and I'll never hear from him again.

Entering my apartment, and falling into the couch, I resigned myself to reality. Traditional dating apps just weren't going to work. I have to do the thing I've been avoiding for a while: joining a kink app.

On my phone, I download the app, and fill in the details. Kinks, age, general location, and upload a few tasteful pics. It only takes a few minutes, I realize I probably should've done this sooner.

And then the messages start coming in. Messages from clearly fake profiles, guys who are on other continents, and men who are older than my grandpa. I toss my phone onto the couch, realizing that I might have been too optimistic.

Then my phone pings again. With reluctance, I pick it up and check the message, "hey I never thought I'd see you here." My face turns scarlet as I realize it's someone from my family. Someone i see often. "Oh my god," I say to the empty room.

That's my prompt. As always I keep it open ended, so we can build out a fun scene together. When you reach out, please come with your ideas. Like, what kinks you want to focus on and how we know each other. We could keep the kink simple or go as wild as you want.

Kinks: very open to any ideas, but tend to love cum, rough sex, dom male, etc. Again, very open

Limits: snuff, blood, scat

"But you got to pick who you wanted to marry..." I try to be mature about this, but it comes out as a whine.

"Look, I know, honey," grandma says taking my hand in hers, "but when your grandfather and I met, we had nothing. Now... well, we can't keep dividing the estate among the kids and grandkids. If this keeps going, after one or two more generations, each person will only get a sliver. All our hard work amounting to nothing..." She takes a breath, "we have to keep the money in the family" She does sound genuinely empathetic about having to ask me to do this.

Grandma and grandpa had amassed a large fortune. With four kids of their own and even more grandkids, they were worried that their wealth would be divided and divided with each generation. Now, to preserve the family wealth she's asking me to marry a family member.

"I don't know..." I can't maintain eye contact with her.

She responds cheerfully, "I can pick for you! Your Uncle just got a divorce, or maybe your brother? You've got lots of cousins..." She starts running through a list in her brain. "Just take the jet and go off somewhere for a week. Just the two of you. Have some fun, without any pressure."

That's my prompt. As always it's open ended, so we can build out the scene together. Everything is flexible, so we can make this fun for both of us. When you reach out, please come with ideas for how we're related, how you want the scene to go, and whether you want the scene to be kinky or intimate.

Kinks: very open, but i like cum, breeding, incest, dom male, etc

Limits: blood and scat

Pretty open to most ideas. Let's just get off together

"Another boring Friday night. NO matches on tinder." I text you, assuming that you're just as lonely as I am. To say I'm in a dry spell is an understatement. I haven't found a good guy to date since...I can't even remember.

A minute later I get your response: "Same. Almost all the 'women' on the apps are bots or catfish. The real ones aren't much better. So, yeah, boring Friday night for me."

I figured as much. Since your divorce, you'd been struggling to get back into the dating pool. Strike outs, ghosts, and obvious fakes. I reply simple, "being single sucks."

"I know," your first message says. Then a second, "I just wish I could find someone like you. Funny, relaxed, chill, cute. Easier said than done. Like, why don't we just date each other?"

Without thinking I type back, "I mean we're family, it would be weird." But its apparent to both you and me that I didn't say no.

That's my prompt. As always I left it pretty open ended, so we could build out a scene together. I'm very flexible on the scene. It could be kinky or romantic, or both. It could be us trying to date without anyone else finding iut, or maybe we go on a trip to see if we'd make a good couple. We could even pick up the story a year into it. Like I said, the story is malleable.

Kinks: cum, rough sex, free use, dom male. Very open to most kinks.

Limits: violence, blood

"I don't want to just sit home all summer. All my friends are gone, and I don't even have a job. No money means no fun." I texted you, lamenting my quandary.

All too quickly, you put a plan together. You and me alone at your cabin. You could slowly seduce me, or be more aggressive. That part you could figure out later. But for now, you had to lay out the trap. You responded, "I mean, I've got the cabin. Why don't you come and chill out here for the summer. The pool, the lake, you'd have more fun here than at home."

You knew most people would be upset at your plans. I am your family after all. But you figured once we were together, we could handle that after. For now, you just needed to make me yours. You waited for my response, hoping I couldn't turn such an offer down.

"Yeah I'm in. I can have mom drop me off on saturday?" I texted back, not at all aware of your feelings or plans.

That's my prompt. As always, I keep it open ended so we can figure out a fun scene together. Everything in the prompt is flexible. So please let me know what you're thinking when you reach out.

Kinks: cum, free use, incest, breeding, rough sex, dom male, etc

Limits: blood and scat

My freshman year of college, I got randomly assigned a roommate, who I'll call Mark. He and I hit it off instantly, becoming fast friends. We both like video games, play soccer, and being outdoors and camping. Even though he was a "bro" he didn't care that was gay. We hit it off so well we agreed to room together again our sophomore year.

That year, i couldn't fly home for Thanksgiving, so he invited me to his family's house for the holiday. They live only about 30 minutes from campus. Not wanting to be lonely on the holiday, I went along. Everyone was super nice and friendly, but one guy stood out: Mark's dad (we'll call him Steve). I did my best to not be obvious about it, but I'd steal a look every chance I got.

I knew that Steve was divorced from Mark's mom, but I didn't know that he came out as bi since the separation a decade ago, and now dates both men and women. Anyway, nothing crazy happened at Thanksgiving, other than normal friendly conversation.

About a week later, Mark told me his dad had gotten two tickets to a local event, and was willing to give them to me (neither Mark nor Steve could use them, although I can't remember why). I said I'd take them, and Steve came to campus to hand off the tickets. To this day, Steve insists he had no plan, that he really was just giving me two free tickets. But he and I ended up flirting and talking for hours. We grabbed drinks and dinner and just... nothing crazy happened. We parted ways and agreed to keep talking.

We immediately started texting constantly. And we agreed to try a date or two without telling Mark. If things didn't work out, there's no reason to create unnecessary drama. Well, at the three month anniversary, we realized we had to tell Mark and his younger brother. They actually took the news better than expected, but Mark didn't talk to me for 3 days even though we shared a dormroom. We eventually talked, and we agreed that nothing was going to change. He and I were still friends, i was not going to be his "stepdad", and it was all good.

I moved in with Steve after graduation. I still hang out with Mark all the time (we're on the same soccer team). Steve and I just passed 3 years together, and Steve proposed this weekend. The headline was just meant to be needlessly provocative.