Quinn moved around the room, setting down bottles of water in front of the various executives. The woman was completely out of their usual league. Oh, she had the amazing curves, but her personality, her style…. They were so out of the norm that when she was suggested as a possible replacement for the secretary, people were a more than a little skeptical. She was not exactly professional. Even now, in her pencil skirt and white button-up blouse, there was an edge to her that would not be hidden. The skirt was made out of leather, the heels she wore had spikes coming off the heels. She had a leather choker wrapped around her pale neck and a silver ring glinted from the right side of her nose. The violet dye of her hair was pulled up into a bun. Add in the heavy black eye makeup that made her gray eyes seem otherworldly, and the way her button-up gaped far enough to see the several straps of her bondage-inspired bra crossing her chest. She looked like a rock star playing pretend secretary. Yeah, she so did not look the part… But at the same time, that made her all the more appealing.
Author: Vi_Garcia
[F4M] Dirty Little Secret
Getting kicked out of college was not all that bad, instead of being cooped up in a dorm with some random skank who ate all her hot pockets, she had her run of a Manhattan penthouse. Sure, her mother’s stupid hot walking dildo happened to take up oxygen, but the apartment was big enough that it had not been much of an issue. And, admittedly, she was enjoying the way he would look at her when he thought she was not paying attention. The perv. If he was not so fucking hot, and closer to her in age than her mother, it would be creepy. Instead it just gave her a sadistic glee. When she got kicked out of class, the only place to go was her moms. The downside was her boy toy, but at least this way her mother felt like she was being supervised. She wondered if her mom knew he was supervising her ass. The thought made Tyler laugh as she stroked the paint brush across the canvas.
[F4M] Dirty Little Secret
Getting kicked out of college was not all that bad, instead of being cooped up in a dorm with some random skank who ate all her hot pockets, she had her run of a Manhattan penthouse. Sure, her mother’s stupid hot walking dildo happened to take up oxygen, but the apartment was big enough that it had not been much of an issue. And, admittedly, she was enjoying the way he would look at her when he thought she was not paying attention. The perv. If he was not so fucking hot, and closer to her in age than her mother, it would be creepy. Instead it just gave her a sadistic glee. When she got kicked out of class, the only place to go was her moms. The downside was her boy toy, but at least this way her mother felt like she was being supervised. She wondered if her mom knew he was supervising her ass. The thought made Tyler laugh as she stroked the paint brush across the canvas.
[F4M] Are we sure she works here?
Quinn moved around the room, setting down bottles of water in front of the various executives. The woman was completely out of their usual league. Oh, she had the amazing curves, but her personality, her style…. They were so out of the norm that when she was suggested as a possible replacement for the secretary, people were a more than a little skeptical. She was not exactly professional. Even now, in her pencil skirt and white button-up blouse, there was an edge to her that would not be hidden. The skirt was made out of leather, the heels she wore had spikes coming off the heels. She had a leather choker wrapped around her pale neck and a silver ring glinted from the right side of her nose. The violet dye of her hair was pulled up into a bun. Add in the heavy black eye makeup that made her gray eyes seem otherworldly, and the way her button-up gaped far enough to see the several straps of her bondage-inspired bra crossing her chest. She looked like a rock star playing pretend secretary. Yeah, she so did not look the part… But at the same time, that made her all the more appealing.
[F4M] Are we sure she works here?
Quinn moved around the room, setting down bottles of water in front of the various executives. The woman was completely out of their usual league. Oh, she had the amazing curves, but her personality, her style…. They were so out of the norm that when she was suggested as a possible replacement for the secretary, people were a more than a little skeptical. She was not exactly professional. Even now, in her pencil skirt and white button-up blouse, there was an edge to her that would not be hidden. The skirt was made out of leather, the heels she wore had spikes coming off the heels. She had a leather choker wrapped around her pale neck and a silver ring glinted from the right side of her nose. The violet dye of her hair was pulled up into a bun. Add in the heavy black eye makeup that made her gray eyes seem otherworldly, and the way her button-up gaped far enough to see the several straps of her bondage-inspired bra crossing her chest. She looked like a rock star playing pretend secretary. Yeah, she so did not look the part… But at the same time, that made her all the more appealing.
[F4M] Are we sure she works here?
Quinn moved around the room, setting down bottles of water in front of the various executives. The woman was completely out of their usual league. Oh, she had the amazing curves, but her personality, her style…. They were so out of the norm that when she was suggested as a possible replacement for the secretary, people were a more than a little skeptical. She was not exactly professional. Even now, in her pencil skirt and white button-up blouse, there was an edge to her that would not be hidden. The skirt was made out of leather, the heels she wore had spikes coming off the heels. She had a leather choker wrapped around her pale neck and a silver ring glinted from the right side of her nose. The violet dye of her hair was pulled up into a bun. Add in the heavy black eye makeup that made her gray eyes seem otherworldly, and the way her button-up gaped far enough to see the several straps of her bondage-inspired bra crossing her chest. She looked like a rock star playing pretend secretary. Yeah, she so did not look the part… But at the same time, that made her all the more appealing.
The StepDaddy (F4M)
It was that exact expression. That sudden alertness from my boyfriend that jerked his body up at the moment the doorbell rang. A hint of fear, mixed with some jealousy, only to be overwhelmed by a large batter of guilt and naivety. I had to be overreacting or spent too long waiting for either one of us to open the door for me to notice the details of my beta-boyfriend down to it’s most minute feature. Sure I have seen it from him multiple times before this but not so strongly knowing who was at the door. Putting on my most nonchalant look, I rolled my eyes away from him and sauntered over to let you in. Me, greeted by a taller, better dressed, and most definitely well-endowed Adonis of an alpha male looking right at me and then some more. To say I am not a looker is a major understatement but you have been with countless other snow bunnies fortunate enough to kneel between those legs, or even open theirs for you.
Making Myself At Home (F4M)
Violet and his daughter, Hannah, had been long time penpals for months ever since the start of their exchange programme. They were practically sisters in every way possible except the biological kind. So it was only natural of her to treat her friend’s dad as her own. Only Hannah’s dad was not. Sure he is everything you except from one. Stable job, kind, quirky. But he had this invisible pull on Violet she could not shake off. This was not the first time she’s seen him of course since he would drop in every once in a while during Violet and Hannah’s video calls. But to be living with the guy, this closely and personally without her e-sister around. It can get very intoxicating. She could blame it on her hormones that kicked her Dilf fetishes to overdrive. Yet there was no denying she enjoyed the attention. And she was somehow extremely casual about it.
<F4M> Your No.1 Goth girl…, Alt-girl? Fuck I don’t know. Who even came up with names for these styles?
Fucking is dope. I want to. You want to. Let’s all fuck together.
Para or multipara, third person, lots of plot, modern area, slow burny, angst ridden, romancy goodness, or just next door neighbours. Who knows? I’m down. Let’s go. Also known go-to kinks are incest, schoolgirl, public fucking, work colleagues.
I can only handle so many RPs at once, so if I reject you because I hit my limit, or if I’m being picky this is me apologizing in advance. Dope? Dope.
P.S. No furries, no medieval settings, and if you read this and message me and we start rping and you post in first person I will punch your mom.
[F4M] Are we sure she works here?
Quinn moved around the room, setting down bottles of water in front of the various executives. The woman was completely out of their usual league. Oh, she had the amazing curves, but her personality, her style…. They were so out of the norm that when she was suggested as a possible replacement for the secretary, people were a more than a little skeptical. She was not exactly professional. Even now, in her pencil skirt and white button-up blouse, there was an edge to her that would not be hidden. The skirt was made out of leather, the heels she wore had spikes coming off the heels. She had a leather choker wrapped around her pale neck and a silver ring glinted from the right side of her nose. The violet dye of her hair was pulled up into a bun. Add in the heavy black eye makeup that made her gray eyes seem otherworldly, and the way her button-up gaped far enough to see the several straps of her bondage-inspired bra crossing her chest. She looked like a rock star playing pretend secretary. Yeah, she so did not look the part… But at the same time, that made her all the more appealing.