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Hi! I'm MrManager
New on this space and I'm looking for anyone who wants to write a story with me. I can write in first or third person. Im interested in getting things heat up before going full in. I have a couple of ideas I have been brewing
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My kinks: (But open to many) Oral, Risk of pregnancy, breeding, Voyeurism, Bimbofication, Public scenes, free use
My limits are: gore, death, scat, blood, extreme violence
New on this space and I'm looking for anyone who wants to write a story with me. I can write in first or third person. Im interested in getting things heat up before going full in. I have a couple of ideas I have been brewing
It is a beautiful morning to go on a solo hike. The freedom of being at your own pace, connecting with nature, and just breathing some fresh air.
You are hiking a nearby trail, which you know from memory, that goes directly through a forest and up to a beautiful view. it's 9:00 am, and you are just an hour away from that breathtaking view. You have been all alone on the trail—no sign of anyone, just you and nature. Then you see a campsite far from the path, a single tent and a shirtless man doing some stretching. You can smell the freshly brewed coffee and breakfast being prepared.
The man turns around; you can see his fit chest and abs; his pants are unzipped for comfort; and you can just peak his pelvis. He waves at you with a smile on his face. "Morning!, have you done this trail? Can I ask you some questions?" You hesitated for a second, he seems like a nice guy, but you are still worried.
You are hiking a nearby trail, which you know from memory, that goes directly through a forest and up to a beautiful view. it's 9:00 am, and you are just an hour away from that breathtaking view. You have been all alone on the trail—no sign of anyone, just you and nature. Then you see a campsite far from the path, a single tent and a shirtless man doing some stretching. You can smell the freshly brewed coffee and breakfast being prepared.
The man turns around; you can see his fit chest and abs; his pants are unzipped for comfort; and you can just peak his pelvis. He waves at you with a smile on his face. "Morning!, have you done this trail? Can I ask you some questions?" You hesitated for a second, he seems like a nice guy, but you are still worried.
After a regrettable night your phone rings with the following message:
Hello
I was really debating if I should be writing this email, or if I should just leave it be. Full disclaimer you can just ignore this if you want to be left alone.
Confession: I was the one that pushed the library cart yesterday, the one that scares you off and make you leave.
Let me introduce my self, I'm Oscar, an exchange student from Mexico. I really like the silence in the fourth floor, and I'm studying almost every day there. The poor lit light's and the silence help me concentrate
Yesterday I was there working when I heard the door open. It was strange, as the floor is almost always empty, but I didn't make too much of it, until I start hearing a soft moan. I decide to investigate as I asume it was only me on the libary.
And as I was serching in the aisle, I froze. I can see you, laying there with your feet on the floor, touching yourself. I got scared I didn't want to get in trouble (you know the optics) I decide that the best course of action was to let you be, let you enjoy yourself.
But I couldn't, I got so excited, I felt my dick getting hard. I couldn't stop myself and I reached for my pants and I started touching me. I was hearing you moan, getting harder and harder. Just wanted to see you, your face and your body. So I try to move to the other aisle and try to see you between the books. That was the moment when I bumped into the library cart and it moved.
I think I scared you because quickly get up and leave. You left behind a notebook, it seems that fell from your backpack.
This is the point of the email. I have your notebook and I want to give it back. But I really want to see you again. And if you are up for it, we can repeat the event from last night.
If you don't want to, I understand and will give the notebook to lost and found
Hope to hear back from you Oscar
Hello
I was really debating if I should be writing this email, or if I should just leave it be. Full disclaimer you can just ignore this if you want to be left alone.
Confession: I was the one that pushed the library cart yesterday, the one that scares you off and make you leave.
Let me introduce my self, I'm Oscar, an exchange student from Mexico. I really like the silence in the fourth floor, and I'm studying almost every day there. The poor lit light's and the silence help me concentrate
Yesterday I was there working when I heard the door open. It was strange, as the floor is almost always empty, but I didn't make too much of it, until I start hearing a soft moan. I decide to investigate as I asume it was only me on the libary.
And as I was serching in the aisle, I froze. I can see you, laying there with your feet on the floor, touching yourself. I got scared I didn't want to get in trouble (you know the optics) I decide that the best course of action was to let you be, let you enjoy yourself.
But I couldn't, I got so excited, I felt my dick getting hard. I couldn't stop myself and I reached for my pants and I started touching me. I was hearing you moan, getting harder and harder. Just wanted to see you, your face and your body. So I try to move to the other aisle and try to see you between the books. That was the moment when I bumped into the library cart and it moved.
I think I scared you because quickly get up and leave. You left behind a notebook, it seems that fell from your backpack.
This is the point of the email. I have your notebook and I want to give it back. But I really want to see you again. And if you are up for it, we can repeat the event from last night.
If you don't want to, I understand and will give the notebook to lost and found
Hope to hear back from you Oscar
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My kinks: (But open to many) Oral, Risk of pregnancy, breeding, Voyeurism, Bimbofication, Public scenes, free use
My limits are: gore, death, scat, blood, extreme violence
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