[ROLEPLAY PARTNER NEEDED] [F4M] Passionate roleplay

Hi everyone,

I’m looking for a casual roleplay partner. No, I’m not looking for 6 or 7-liners, I barely write that much myself. In fact, I’m a one-liner. Three-liner at the very most.

# I’m looking for

* someone that can write words correctly
* someone that is straight forward but does not appear all horny
* someone that respects my desires for slow sex
* someone that skips story, I’m not into that
* someone aged 18-24
* someone that puts some effort into their grammar AND punctuation

# I’m **not** looking for any of the following

* incest
* rape
* ageplay
* knifeplay
* older guys
* underage people

# My profile

* Name: Lexi Reek
* Age: 22
* Gender: Female
* Position: Switch
* Roleplay method: Chat

^(Post may be edited at my own discretion.)

Upstairs –A MILF Fantasy – Part III – “Emily and her Friends”

By J.K. Jones

At the tender age of 19, I’d had a few sexual encounters with girls my age or just a bit younger, and had even gotten a hand job from a teacher’s aide, a 24 year old grad student named Sheila, one day after class in her tiny office. Long story, and one that involved three hours of flirting over coffee, and a wager, but I’ll tell that one another time. My point is that I had so far had some mild level of sexual adventure by my junior year in college. I was tall, not bad looking, had a body hardened by bicycling and tennis, a good-sized cock that was always popping up and out. I had straight teeth, (thanks to braces in middle school) an agile mind, and because I liked people I tended to talk to them. One secret that many kids my age hadn’t yet figured out, but I had, was that if you spend some time and effort talking to a lot of females, you are going to end up fucking some of them.

The Island – Part Three (MMF, cuck, Bi, impreg.)

[Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/cuckoldstories/comments/dw4ks4/the_island_part_two/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/dw16hn/the_island_part_one_mmf_impreg_bi_cuck/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Rachel and Paul stood in the center of the bedroom, him in a tuxedo and her in the wedding dress. They held each other close, kissing deeply and sharing a passionate moment. To the side, Rachel’s husband Scott sat on the edge of the massive bed, a still-warm puddle of Paul’s cum in his lap.

As he watched, Scott stirred the cum with his fingers and brought it to his lips. With some hesitance, he licked it off, tasting the salty/sweet flavor of Paul’s seed as the musky scent filled his nostrils. To him, it tasted like the most amazing thing in the world, and in his heart, he knew he needed more.

As they slowly danced and made-out, Paul pulled Rachel’s wedding dress over her head, revealing her toned body and heavy breasts for the first time. Paul stepped back, admiring his female companion. She placed her hands on her hips, presenting herself to him. From her hairless pussy, a long drip of his cum was working its way down her thighs. Each time they touched, the thick cum formed a spider’s web of sticky liquid.

My Confusion Part 3 [Full Chapter] [MM] [MF] [Oral] [Anal] [BDSM]

As soon as I climaxed the coach brought his hand out from under me.
Holding his cupped hand in front of me I saw a massive amount of cum held in the cup of his hand.
I found it incredible that I had cum so much in one shot.
On the other hand I have never been fucked and fisted at the same time.
In the light of the sauna my cum had a pearl like appearance that just shimmered in the dim light.

As I stared at my cum the coach raised his hand bringing it up to my face.
Closer it came, closer to my face until he placed his hand in front of my mouth.
“Open”, was all he said.
I now understood what was required of me.
Opening my mouth the coach brought his hand the final inches towards my mouth.
My tongue leapt outward as I lapped up my cum from the coaches cupped hand.
I had never before tasted my cum, it had always ended up in a towel or an old pair of shorts.
The taste was sharp and salty not objectionable just new and different and I loved it!

The cafe – a chance meeting turns into an affair between a man and an older woman

Their eyes met at the cafe. Her blue eyes, his dark brown. He hadn’t noticed her sit down on the leather bench seat opposite as he sipped his morning coffee.
As a knife slipped off the waitresses tray, he glanced up In the direction of the commotion and that’s when he saw her for the first time.
He didn’t normally take a second glance at an older woman, preferring athletic women of his own age , but something drew his gaze for longer than the usual fleeting moment.
She has sandy blonde hair tied up in a bunch. The occasional strand has broken loose of its confines and now brushes her ears. Dangly gold earrings punctuate each earlobe and brush against her slender neck. A daydream flashes in his mind, he slowly kisses her neck from the end of her collarbone up to where her earrings tickled her neck. He inhales her warmth and perfume as he goes fueling his bulging cock.
He shuffles In his seat,his cock, as In his daydream had become hard.
His eyes follow her neckline down to a white shirt, with the top three buttons undone, a thin gold necklace lays across her chest and runs down her cleavage line between her supple breasts
An inch of white lace gives away a satin half cup, lace trim push up bra which rises and falls with her breathing
His eyes drew lower, tracing the buttons down her shirt wishing to be the one to undo each one like unwrapping a present.
She was having coffee and stirs her sugar with delicate fingers each finished off with a pointed and painted nail
Jewellery covers more than one finger and he notices a Daimond bigger than most, on her ring finger.
He began to look up and as he came to her jaw, a pursed but noticeable smile had become apparent on her full, scarlet painted lips.
In a skipped heartbeat he realised hes been caught taking in what he now desired and his eyes are now locked with hers.
His mind blown, it takes a while for him to register that he is now staring at the beautiful woman sitting opposite and in his rush to regain composure knocks the saucer underneath the mug, sending coffee onto the table and onto his crotch, adding fuel to the fire that was his restless cock.
He scrambled to dampen the fire that burned in his crotch with a cloth and he hissed”fuck fuck fuck” as he struggled with the pain and embarrassment of the burning coffee in his lap.
With the burning subsiding he found himself In a moment of panic as he replayed the last embarrassing moment In his mind , had anyone noticed ? Had SHE noticed ?
He slowly began taking In The room to allay his panic, and he is relieved momentarily as most people as expected were still too wrapped up In themselves to notice, that is , until he comes to rest his eyes on her .
Fits of laughter are pulsing though her body and she is fighting to maintain herself by trying not to make eye contact but it is of little use, blood rushes to his face and he begins to shrink into his seat feeing like the stupidest person to walk the earth.
The moment between them ends as the cafe door opened and a silver fox stepped into the cafe in a blue suit overlayed with a heavy winter coat
She appeared frozen in the moment and bows her head in apparent shock.
He overheard the man asking “what’s so funny” as he scanned the cafe, a half scowl on his face.
“Are you ready” he asked her impatiently and she replied with only an eye roll.
They got up to leave and his eyes were still transfixed on her as she stood.
Beneath the white shirt are a pair of blue skinny jeans.
She’s petite, tiny even , in her Black leather heels
She rummaged in her handbag for her purse and layed a bill on the table as she followed him from the cafe
As she passed his table she placed a piece of paper and gave him a cheeky smile and wink that stalled his heart once more , and with that they disappeared into the bustling snow covered street.
A quick glance at the piece of paper revealed it to be a white business card with large gold embossed lettering “Kate Conner ,clinical psychiatrist manhattan office “
It caused him to freeze for moment “what the fuck would she want with me”?
He finds the number attached and hastily composes a few messages each retracted during moments of self doubt before he settles on “hey it’s mike we kinda just met at the cafe , I was wondering if you thought I needed your services after what I did with the coffee”
It didnt take long before he felt his phone vibrate.
“Hey mike it’s kate, it’s actually ME that needs YOUR services”
He immediately felt like a lottery winner and began to compose a new text when another message from Kate appeared
“ I actually like what I see and I’m not in town for long, why don’t you come to my hotel tonight for a drink “
And then another text followed “four seasons,Beverly Hills,8 pm ok”
He choked on nothing in particular as he recognises the name as one of La’s best hotels .
“Ok see you then” and he the phone down and has an imagined heart attack.
Time stands still for the rest of the day and he watches the clock, he fantasizes and rubs what was now a permanent erection.
Day slowly turned into night and it slowly rolled over to eight o’clock .
He felt like being in western movie as he walked jnto the hotel lobby, and it felt like everyone had stopped to watch this outsider enter their world.
He steps up to the concierge and wss greeted with an air of hostility
“Yes sir” the concierge breathed
“Ahhhhh Kate Connor” mike stammered in reply
“Kate Connorrrrr ……?” The concierge replied, although mike is already sure the concierge was just being an asshole
“ May I see Kate Connor ?” He finally managed to repeat
“Just one moment”, the concierge appeared to roll his eyes as he reached for the phone
He saw the concierges lips moving but no sound as he spoke into the phone
“Room 1606, she is expecting you” he informed mike with a surprised tone
Mike flashed the concierge a cheeky smile as he turned to walk to the elevator and is sure he could feel the concierges eyes on him as he walked across the lobby
He stepped into a marble floored elevator and stands next to an elderly couple retiring to their room , his T-shirt , jeans and boots no match for his suit and her glittery evening gown.
After an uncomfortable minute he arrived on the 16th floor and presses the buzzer to room 1606.
What seems like an eternity passed before the door is opened which causes his heart to anxiously race.
When the door opens she’s standing in front of him dressed what seems more casually from before
She’s let her hair down and it now flows over her shoulders and she’s changed from a shirt into a singlet top, which pleased him as it now showed her bra more easily and more importantly, a pair of bite size nipples pressing into the satin.
She seems more diminutive now that he sees her again and he’s lost all the anxiety he had, it’s now replaced with a racing heart of excitement.
“Come in, I’m so happy you came “ she said
“Like I wouldn’t” he thought as he brushesd past her
“ go fix yourself a drink while I freshen up”
She said ,smiling as she makes her way to the bathroom.
As he sculled a whiskey he takes in the lights of la stretching out to the horizon
In less time than it took to finish his drink she reappeared with the lights of the bathroom backlighting her figure
She stepped out into the living area in a white satin slip edged with lace
Under her slip, satin thong panties with lace trim are outlined between recently shaved and moisturised thighs
White thigh high stockings completed the outfit and came to lie just below her slip
She slowly walked up to him and stands in front of him, so close he feels her warmth and he breathes in her perfume.
She places her hand on his shirt just above his bulging cock and tilts her head as she reaches up to kiss him gently on the lips, smiling all time, her eyes burning in the moment
They began to kiss each other slowly,their tongues intertwinined,his hand supporting her head as he held her, as if trying not to crush the most delicate of flowers
She took her hands from outside his shirt and placed them on his stomach,she ran her hands over his stomach and over his chest, following the contours of his muscled physique.
She ran her hands back down again , this time only with her pointed nails , towards what she really wants to feel
As they continued to to kiss she undid the button on his jeans and teasingly lowered the fly
She used the palm , to slide her hand down his body into his trunks where she found his hard cock ready to be let out of its cotton cage
She found the shaft of his cock and took it in one hand , she was delighted to find that it’s size is what she’d been imagining all day.
She lowered his jeans and trunks to let its full size to be allowed on display
His cock was now standing upright in the warm room air and she half stroked, half tugged it to give him a bit of extra pleasure.
She enjoyed the rare feeling of a hard cock, her husband no longer satisfying her needs and it’s not long until she was massaging the tip of his cock with his pre-cum
He returned the favour by tracing the outline of her neck to her collarbone with his mouth, kissing every inch of her silky skin
The spaghetti thin strap of her slip needed no encouragement to fall off her shoulder onto her arm and he kissed his way down her breast and removed the slip away to reveal a nipple begging to be sucked and licked
He turned his attention to doing just that and used his teeth to give the lightest of bites
He massaged and squeezed her breast gently with his free hand and
her breathing became shallow and rapid and interspersed with a gentle moan
She brushed the remaining strap off her shoulder and her slip fell at her feet
She rubbed her body against his and he cupped her ass with both hands and lifted her off her feet with little effort
She encircled his waist with her legs as he carried her to the bed, every touch heightening the anticipation
She lay on her back, his hard cock rubbing on her mound.
His lips left hers and he sent a trail of kisses and licks down her body
Her scentmingled with her perfume as her neared her panties, a damp spot giving away her arousal
Where her panty line used to be his Tongue licked and his lips and kisses got to where his tongue didn’t
She enjoyed her panties being removed from her ass and they found a place on the floor by the bed
His warm breath tickled and added extra sensation to his stubble as it grazed her pussy lips moistened by her excitement
she felt his tongue flirting with every part of her pussy and she arched her back and bit her lip which only half- stifled moans of pleasure
He placed his palm under her arched back which encouraged her to sit upright
She could Taste herself in his kisses and needed no further encouragement to spin in delight onto her knees and hands on the bed
Her back arched in eager anticipation and
he took in her naked figure from behind.
Her hair swept over one shoulder,her perfect eyebrows that enhanced her glowing eyes that were locked with his, her slender back, the curvature of her spine and her waist that tapered out to form the shape of a heart with an ass that a woman twenty years younger would kill for.
She felt his cock enter her and she felt complete and full and she felt nothing but her heart beating and his girth filling her.
It wasn’t long before he moaned “oh fuck I’m coming I’m coming “ and she again spun around and swallowed his cock
He felt wave after wave of orgasm pump into her mouth until he was able to open his eyes again
She was looking up at him and cleans every last drop of cum off his cock And she used her index finger to wipe any cum she had on her lips and sucks it off like the finest icing
They broke into laughter as they returned to the present
Laughter that was short lived as they turned to see a man standing in the doorway……

Published
Categorized as Erotica

Desire to eat my co-worker out? Pansexual female

So I recently realize that I identify as a straight female but can be attracted to anyone, I never really know where I fit on the spectrum… I’m currently in a relationship with a former trans woman and hearing their experiences really helped me to be more comfortable about my sexuality. Anyhoo. Now I have this intense desire to eat my co-worker out. She’s (55)F and I’m (24)F. Not sure but is this normal? I’ve been extremely horny lately and masturbating way to frequently, having too much rough sex, staying up till 3 in the morning to study, coming to terms that I may have a cum fetish (After my bf cums inside me I wait till he leaves and use it to masturbate). So I’m sort of worried my sex drive is getting in the way of my head space, I’m consumed with pleasure. Could it be my iud? I realize these thoughts developed after I got it inserted about 2 months ago.

Daddy’s Harem [MFF][Group][No Age]

Kelly and Brianna return after a few years back to their Daddy. They now have their freedom and want to become part of Daddy’s love-harem. Daddy has spent all these years fantasizing about them, he missed them so much, they were his girls, his little love dolls, little stripper whores for him.

He loved them in his bed when they were younger, when he would slowly tease them and coax them into doing nasty, filthy things for him. He loved holding their sexy young hips as he plowed his cock into one of their cunnies, calling them dirty, nasty things. They were his cumsluts, his naughty little whores, lover girls for Daddy’s big cock.

He especially loved their sweet kisses – he would engage them in hot, wet, sloppy make out sessions, while snuggling both of them in his lap. He loved pawing at their little breasts, he’d flick his tongue on them while he fingered their young cunts to make them feel good. He loved how his cock ached to be in their pussies and would tease himself by rubbing the tip of his cock on their sweet little clits. But his most favorite thing to do was cumming on their faces.

The Island – Part Two (cum, Bi, cuck, MMF, impreg.)

[Part One ](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/dw16hn/the_island_part_one_mmf_impreg_bi_cuck/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

As Rachel and Scott descended from the plane, they were greeted by a wash of hot air and the sound of crashing waves. Their sandals crunched on the dirt runway, and they spotted a lone man leaning on the fender of a vintage Jeep. He was wearing a high-cut khaki shorts and a long sleeve linen shirt, a beer in one hand.

The moment the couple cleared the plane’s wings, the engines flared, and it taxied down the runway and lifted off into the sky. As the sound faded, Rachel and Scott realized just how isolated the Island was.

The man stepped forward, extending a tan and muscular forearm. “Hello, I’m Paul. Welcome to my home.” As he spoke, Rachel could clearly see the tan head of his cock hanging below the hem of his shorts, it had to be almost 8” inches long.

As Scott and Paul shook hands, Scott could not help but feel the power in this man’s grip as his wife eye-fucked him. Paul reach out to Rachel and gave her a light kiss on the cheek, always the perfect gentleman.

Upstairs – A MILF Fantasy – Part II – “Serious Fucking” (Part I was posted earlier today).

By J.K. Jones

Emily’s hand in mine was smooth, slim and warm, and pulsing with life as she almost dragged me up the stairs to the second floor of her house. Her sexy ass was bouncing right in front of me, her legs long, smooth, naked. I could smell the heady aroma of a turned on woman, with a tinge of alcohol. Her hair was long, thick, and showed signs of recent brushing, less wild than ten minutes ago when she had come rolling in drunk and disheveled from a night of drinking with girlfriends and fending off creeps.

Emily turned her face as we arrived at her bedroom door, and her beautiful large brown hazel eyes flashed with lust and urgency. Pragmatically, I noticed that during the five minutes she had been upstairs, she had touched up her make up. So the act of letting her robe slide to the door to show me her fine, naked, aerobics-built ass and legs, and asking me if I wanted to go upstairs with her, as spontaneous as it had seemed, was probably something of a planned seduction. However, it had worked with acute efficiency.

Upstairs – a filthy MILF fantasy (Part 1 of 5) – [the build up and seduction]

“Well,” she asked, looking over her shoulder at me. “You coming upstairs?”

Emily had slipped the fuzzy robe off of her shoulders, and as it slid to her ankles, it revealed a tall, fit middle aged brunette woman, her skin toned dark from the shadows of the stairwell that she stood within, her legs tall and slender, her lovely ass even more shadowed and mysterious. Her hair was dark, and her eyes glinted in the low light. I noticed her tongue lightly emerging and licking her upper lip as she grinned at me.
I stood up, in shock. Definitely not what I was expecting.
Working my way through college, I had accepted a few babysitting gigs here and there, mostly from members of a community writing club that I had joined down at the YMCA, and from a few other couples that saw my advertisement, placed on the bulletin board in the YMCA lobby. I know it sounds a little odd for a 19 year old college junior, a male, with classes, intermural sports, fraternity hazing, campus parties, and all of the other distractions of collegiate life, to make some extra scratch as a babysitter. However, it was a good gig for me, since I usually could count on the last few hours to do homework, and didn’t mind if things went late. That endeared me with several couples who appreciated a sitter that didn’t turn into a pumpkin at 11. Hey, ten bucks and hour, and feel free to stay out all night while your kids sleep and I plug away at homework. Talk about a win/win.