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"Ugh, you're so disgusting! Why do you even have that phone out?" the words brought the picture to her mind. A pretty, put together blonde, one who looked like the perfect girl next door, the cute girlfriend. She'd raise her hand, fingers spread to try and blot out the vision of her, like those slender digits could hide the big blue eyes or the slender, frame, its breasts peaking through the white top he'd insisted she wear. "This is so dumb. I'm only doing this because you guys are, like, apparently twelve year old in grown man bodies," she snorted, rolling her eyes.
In reality, in the here and now, Heather gagged. A splatter of drool shot out, landing on the hips of the man holding the phone. Her tight little body shivered as he ran his other hand through her hair, tilting her up, so those big blue eyes had no choice but to see. There he was, his sneering face as disgusting and twisting as ever. How could her fiance even be friends with someone like that? She gagged, telling herself it wasn't just because his thick, black cock had jammed into her needy little throat again. A throaty moan rolled up from within, her needy, treacherous body shaking. Her lips closed as she pulled back, sucking the length of him, leaving it glistening. A hand moved to grab it, running the spittle, drool, and even bits of arousal up and down, while her pink tongue snaked out. A few flicks gathered some of the already seeping seed. Hating herself, Heather moaned, eyelids fluttering.
What are you?
Whimpering, she looked up. "Don't make me---" but he was already pulling back, the cock she wanted, practically craved leaving her, that reminder that if she didn't comply, she wouldn't get the fucking he'd made her body crave. Her lips followed him like the addict she was, another frustrated moan coming up. His hand yanked back, the motion hard enough to make her eye water. Glaring, she looked up, breathing hard, knowing he waited. "I'm your little slut," she whimpered, throwing away the last bits of her dignity for another hit of that thick, black cock hovering breaths from her lips. "I'm your Queen of Spades," but as she moved, she knew he'd pause, insist. "Your cock is better than his," she breathed, speaking the truth at speed, as if it could dim the blow. She swallowed the hated man's cock in one fell swoop, barely gagging now, proving herself every bit the cheating Queen of Spades slut that he'd always said she was.
I'm looking for a hardcore RP that leans into the two main themes: cheating and interracial sex.
The cheating can involve various levels: a dating couple, engaged lovebirds, newlyweds, or even those who have been together for years. We could even stretch it some to include best friends, siblings, daughters and mothers if we like. The main idea is that through love, tradition, and the like, they are already engaged in a relationship before our RP starts.
Enter the bull. Powerful, with a massive cock that reshapes those he conquers. Perhaps his body speaks to peak masculinity, larger and more physically fit. Or maybe he's an overwhelming presence, a misshapen force who only cares about the one thing: fucking, breeding, taking these "taken" women from their partners and making them his own. His cock is the stuff pornographies are written about, a near perfect genital designed to inspire fertility gods. Is such a being perhaps a bit problematic and loaded? Probably, and I'm well aware. But for this RP, I'm looking to fully engage with the fetish, particularly emphasizing the seizing and taking of an "already claimed" female.
I do lean more toward said female being initially reluctant. She's in a happy relationship (or at least she thinks it is). While there may be wandering eyes, they haven't moved to wandering hands, at least on her end, possibly both. However, circumstances, situations, and raw sexual power sway her. One little taste is all it will take.
I'm primarily interested in the very cliche and traditional white woman on black/brown male. While I'm perfectly fine with including Asian, Hispanic, and various other females in the mix, I also really like having images. And as of now, most of my images are of very traditionally pretty white girls (they're also primarily realistic AI; I know there's also sorts of potential issues and pitfalls with using AI art, but I find it less squicky than using real people while still hitting the same general area; another whole discussion).
Who the brown/black male is is flexible. They could be attractive or not, fit or not, of African descent or perhaps Arabic, Southeast Asian, etc. I'm looking for the contrast of skin colors and the idea that taking and breeding will result in noticeable changes.
This would be via thread or PM, and we can hash out the various details from there.
The video opened, showing the pretty brunette in her white bikini. She smiles at the camera, waving a few fingers. "Hi, I'm Cassidy. I'm nineteen years old and a college student," she flashes a smile, one that speaks of confidence and lights her face. Fetching blue eyes dancing with amusement, making an impressive showing as they look not at the camera, but whomever must be holding it, just out of frame. It makes it look like Cassidy addresses the viewer directly, with her pink lips twisting in wry amusement. "I'm actually here with my boyfriend," she says, fluttering a hand vaguely behind her, "this was totally his idea..."
The scene cuts, showing the same girl. The bikini is gone, showing the taut toned stomach as it undulates, seeming to bulge. An absolutely massive black cock sticks out from between her legs, striking a sharp contrast against Cassidy's white, bikini tan lines. Those same pretty eyes, clouded with pleasure, again look past the camera to a viewer: "It was your idea, babe," she whines. Cassidy's lips part for another noise, an almost bark of pleasure. Her taut body bows, arching, toes sliding along the sheets beneath her. As she falls down, she looks up at the camera: "He's so good," the noise is the same she'd have used to talk about a tasty ice creme or her new favorite band. Her lips part for another noise of absolute, real pleasure, as the scene shifts back.
"But yeah," the put together Cassidy of the past says, head bobbing and smiling, "he told me you guys were doing that whole thing? Is that for real?" she pointed, smirking again. "Like, you give me fifty bucks just to look at your dick or something?" Someone corrects her, pointing, and she turns. When Cassidy sees it, she snorts, rolling her eyes toward the camera; "Oh I get it. Because he's black, right?" She shrugs, "Quick fifty bucks, easy."
"Omigod, you're stretching me out!" whines future Cassidy as the man above her slide further into her, "God it feels so good---so---" she lets out another noise as her body rolls, before meeting the camera. They feed her the line: "Black cock is the biggest and best: I'm totally a Queen of Spades noooowww!" the last turns almost into a shriek as he slams into her, sending Cassidy into another spiral of pleasure.
Art and Faces
I like to use pictures for the characters. I've lately been leaning toward a more realistic sort of thing (I think it's technically AI art if you're going to be particular). I have used other artists, but I like that AI art feels a bit more free and open for this sort of thing. I've broken up some personal favorites, and I have several galleries. I would very much like this to be a part of the RP. Stars indicate newer ones/ones I'm interested in RPing most with
Biting her lips, Zoey rolled her hips. As planned and discussed, her leather skirt, while short, still covered what happened beneath. So nobody, fiance included, would know what was going on there. Though anyone looking at the quivering rocker, her pale body trembling, would probably figure it out pretty damn quick. Well, maybe not the fiance, not if she told him otherwise. Zoey rolled her hips again, feeling that impossibly thick dick run along her barely clad sex. Only the already soaked and nearly overstretched black thong separated them. She should've at least insisted on a condom or some sort of skin protection. One wrong shift of the hips, one slip, and he'd be cramming his raw dick into her guts. And they'd already done the whole comparison measurement thing; Zoey knew damn well that he'd punch practically into her cervix.
"I think this is as far as we go," she said, glancing up at him. Her hands moved to try and keep steady, to hold her ground. But his hands have already grabbed onto her tight ass, as the director had suggested. Fuck, right, they were doing the whole shoot thing, for the music vid and album. Something to show the whole collaboration and push shit further. Zoey glanced over, icy blue eyes seeing the camera, seeing that, fuck, he had come. Her fiance stood right over there, smirking as he wiggled fingers. Of course he didn't even look fucking worried about the girl wearing his ring being shirtless and on top of another man. Zoey had already gone on at length about how much she hated the guy underneath her, not to mention promising that she wouldn't cheat (and that if there was another guy, she'd tell him).
So Zoey leaned forward. "Look, I don't think we can do this, uh, not now, probably not---" she paused, feeling his hands moving. Zoey's brow furrowed. "The fuck are you---" her eyes widened as she felt him digging in, shifting. He yanked, and she felt his cock push against her pantie. The thin fabric held initially, pushing back, almost acting like the condom Zoey had been wishing for moments before. Zoey hissed at the sensation, the sheer tension of it unlike anything she'd ever felt. Thick, hot fire had been shoved into her core, stiffening every muscle she had. Her hand thudded, trying to remember the stupid fucking pattern they'd agreed on as a "safe word" if she couldn't talk. But of course she either got it wrong or he didn't care, because she felt him push.
Looking over, Zoey locked eyes with her fiance just as the thickest, longest, blackest cock she'd ever had shot up into her guts. Her mouth opened as she let out a single noise of pleasure, feeling the tiny orgasm already starting to erupting, readying to fry her brain.
Bunny Holes
The idea here is to give starting points and/or loose outlines for plots. We select some potential faces, set up kinks, and build from what we have here!
♠♠Interracial Studies - she's attempting to take a quite difficult interracial studies course. It focuses entirely on relationships between the races, and she needs a good grade and/or recommendation. However, the assignments get more and more overtly sexual, and she soon finds herself doing all kinds of things she normally wouldn't, just to... expand her horizons.
♠♠The Cocoa Creme - she goes to a particular coffee shop daily, because she couldn't survive without her caffeine, obviously. They've added a new sort of creme to the menu, and she can't help but be nearly addicted to it. Turns out said creme comes from a rather... unusual source, and if she wants more hits, she's going to need to be hands on in getting them.
♠♠It's What You Wanted, Right Babe? - she doesn't want to cheat, though according to her partner, it's not actually cheating if they want it. The whole thing just sounds stupid and absurd: they want her to have sex with another person? Seriously? What kind of messed up stuff is that? Weirder still is the insistence on a particular... kind of person. But if it's what her baby wants...
♠♠Fetish Trap - one way or another she gets it in her head that she should get her partner a truly hot gift, one that shows she's a bit naughty. So she thinks her best bet is to arrange for an adult video shoot involving her partners' fetishes. When she goes onto his computer and finds a staggering amount of Queen of Spades/hotwife stuff, she figures that's what she needs to go for, and makes the arrangements, not realizing what all it entails.
♠♠The Black Cock Challenge - it's a stupid social media, brainrot style challenge. A girl goes up to a black guy, ideally a stranger, and challenges him. If he's bigger than her partner (or possibly the biggest ever), then she'll pleasure him with at least hand, maybe mouth. If not, then he has to buy her and her partner drinks for the night. She does it, not realizing that it's essentially a setup.
♠♠Professional Shooting - our girl is a professional of some kind: actress, model, singer. She's told that to improve her image or participate in a special campaign, she has to do a quite intimate shoot with someone who's not her significant other.
♠♠Paying Gig - perhaps she's trying to make it as an actress or model. Or maybe she just needs money. What she does know is that her SO put pressure on her, either bluntly or more passively. So she goes out to make money in a more... direct way: perhaps shooting a porn, perhaps taking a longtime perv up on his offer. She just needs to earn some money fast, ideally without her partner finding out about it...
♠♠Undercover Snowbunny - she's a cop, agent, maybe even a superhero, at least a snoop. She's looking into a shady individual who people can't get close to, but it turns out that said person is really into "hotwives." While she definitely doesn't want to fuck around, she wants to get her info/complete her mission more, so she throws herself into the situation.
♠♠Girls Night Out - told she's "no fun now that she's not single," our Queen-to-be decides to go with her friends for a night at a popular club. What she doesn't realize is that said club specializes in turning hot white girls like her into eager little queens of spades, with a fine mix of alcohol, aphrodisiacs, and bad decisions.
♠♠A Helping Hand - being the good girl that she is, she's doing charity work. They go and select various cases to help out, doing chores and providing food, that sort of thing. The recepients give a score based on how well their needs are met, to set up a sort of friendly contest. After years of losing, she's desperate to get a win, and is willing to not only take on a more potentially trecherous area, but to bend some rules a little.
♠♠Holiday Flirtations - she's away on holiday, possibly with her partner, possibly alone. Either way, she's heard that flirting can get you a better reception from locals and workers where they're staying. When she potentially takes it too far, she feels obligated to give at least a little... and then a little more... maybe just a little more...
♠♠♠Grade A Blacking: the girl is tutoring a "struggling" black athlete, one who's crucial to her school's sports team. Desperate to get him to take it serious, she promises something overtly sexual if he does well in his classes. It proves to be just the motivation she needs.
"Oh my god, this is so gross," muttered a frustrated Bethany as she sliced honey blonde hair behind an ear. She winced, seeing the thick, almost grotesque cock in front of her. Definitely a cock too; calling it a penis or even a dick felt like selling it short. The thing had to be nearly as big around as Bethany's admittedly slender arm, and it bobbed and pulsed. The blonde winced, the smell making her pull back even as it twisted in her belly. She ran a hand along her lower belly, almost massaging it, wondering if she could go another day with the hunger pangs. But of course, now that they were this far, there wouldn't be any hesitating or pulling back.
"Can't you just, like, jerk it off in my face or something?" she almost whined, bouncing her cute little ass on her heels as she looked up at him, nearly pouting. "That's what most guys do," she almost muttered that, eyes falling to the cock in front of her. Bethany didn't need his comment to realize this cock definitely wasn't like what most guys had. She let out another little whimper. Her cute little pink tongue snaked between her lips, almost curling. Pinching her eyes shut, she leaned forward. With a delicate little flick, she just touched his head. Nearly gagging, she pulled back, hand going to her mouth while she winced.
"So gross," she mumbled again, but even as she licked her lips she felt it. It sent another little shiver through her. Bethany could smell it on her hand, and she tilted, bringing it up. Her tongue snaked along it for a bit, lathering attention. Maybe if she just licked it off her hand, which was way cleaner, it would work? Except she had the source literally right in front of her. Letting out another needful whimper, Bethany extended her other hand. She couldn't get her fingers around the base, but she could at least hold it. She tilted, pointing it toward her mouth, shaking a few time. When nothing came out, she let out another whine, feeling that frustration and hunger hit. Her hand began pumping, while those delicate pink lips parted. She wrapped her mouth around his head, greedily sucking, figuring she might as well get this done and over with.
Bethany really didn't want to think about how utterly, mind-meltingly, delicous his cock tasted, particularly as that creme started drizzling out into her oh so willing mouth. Her bobbing and slurping grew all the more enthusiasic, not caring that her boyfriend was still waiting outside. She'd get what she wanted, and she'd get it as soon as her greedy mouth could suck it out.
In reality, in the here and now, Heather gagged. A splatter of drool shot out, landing on the hips of the man holding the phone. Her tight little body shivered as he ran his other hand through her hair, tilting her up, so those big blue eyes had no choice but to see. There he was, his sneering face as disgusting and twisting as ever. How could her fiance even be friends with someone like that? She gagged, telling herself it wasn't just because his thick, black cock had jammed into her needy little throat again. A throaty moan rolled up from within, her needy, treacherous body shaking. Her lips closed as she pulled back, sucking the length of him, leaving it glistening. A hand moved to grab it, running the spittle, drool, and even bits of arousal up and down, while her pink tongue snaked out. A few flicks gathered some of the already seeping seed. Hating herself, Heather moaned, eyelids fluttering.
What are you?
Whimpering, she looked up. "Don't make me---" but he was already pulling back, the cock she wanted, practically craved leaving her, that reminder that if she didn't comply, she wouldn't get the fucking he'd made her body crave. Her lips followed him like the addict she was, another frustrated moan coming up. His hand yanked back, the motion hard enough to make her eye water. Glaring, she looked up, breathing hard, knowing he waited. "I'm your little slut," she whimpered, throwing away the last bits of her dignity for another hit of that thick, black cock hovering breaths from her lips. "I'm your Queen of Spades," but as she moved, she knew he'd pause, insist. "Your cock is better than his," she breathed, speaking the truth at speed, as if it could dim the blow. She swallowed the hated man's cock in one fell swoop, barely gagging now, proving herself every bit the cheating Queen of Spades slut that he'd always said she was.
♠♠The Queen of Spades♠♠
A woman who sleeps exclusively with black men, particularly those who are exceptionally well endowed, to the exclusion of all others. They may still be married or in a relationship with another of a different race, which in turn leads to cuckolding, often with their partners' agreement. Some don't consider a Queen truly crowned until she takes the mark: a Q tattoo overlaid a black spade, usually placed upon the ass, above the sex, or on the ankle.
A woman who sleeps exclusively with black men, particularly those who are exceptionally well endowed, to the exclusion of all others. They may still be married or in a relationship with another of a different race, which in turn leads to cuckolding, often with their partners' agreement. Some don't consider a Queen truly crowned until she takes the mark: a Q tattoo overlaid a black spade, usually placed upon the ass, above the sex, or on the ankle.
I'm looking for a hardcore RP that leans into the two main themes: cheating and interracial sex.
The cheating can involve various levels: a dating couple, engaged lovebirds, newlyweds, or even those who have been together for years. We could even stretch it some to include best friends, siblings, daughters and mothers if we like. The main idea is that through love, tradition, and the like, they are already engaged in a relationship before our RP starts.
Enter the bull. Powerful, with a massive cock that reshapes those he conquers. Perhaps his body speaks to peak masculinity, larger and more physically fit. Or maybe he's an overwhelming presence, a misshapen force who only cares about the one thing: fucking, breeding, taking these "taken" women from their partners and making them his own. His cock is the stuff pornographies are written about, a near perfect genital designed to inspire fertility gods. Is such a being perhaps a bit problematic and loaded? Probably, and I'm well aware. But for this RP, I'm looking to fully engage with the fetish, particularly emphasizing the seizing and taking of an "already claimed" female.
I do lean more toward said female being initially reluctant. She's in a happy relationship (or at least she thinks it is). While there may be wandering eyes, they haven't moved to wandering hands, at least on her end, possibly both. However, circumstances, situations, and raw sexual power sway her. One little taste is all it will take.
I'm primarily interested in the very cliche and traditional white woman on black/brown male. While I'm perfectly fine with including Asian, Hispanic, and various other females in the mix, I also really like having images. And as of now, most of my images are of very traditionally pretty white girls (they're also primarily realistic AI; I know there's also sorts of potential issues and pitfalls with using AI art, but I find it less squicky than using real people while still hitting the same general area; another whole discussion).
Who the brown/black male is is flexible. They could be attractive or not, fit or not, of African descent or perhaps Arabic, Southeast Asian, etc. I'm looking for the contrast of skin colors and the idea that taking and breeding will result in noticeable changes.
This would be via thread or PM, and we can hash out the various details from there.
The video opened, showing the pretty brunette in her white bikini. She smiles at the camera, waving a few fingers. "Hi, I'm Cassidy. I'm nineteen years old and a college student," she flashes a smile, one that speaks of confidence and lights her face. Fetching blue eyes dancing with amusement, making an impressive showing as they look not at the camera, but whomever must be holding it, just out of frame. It makes it look like Cassidy addresses the viewer directly, with her pink lips twisting in wry amusement. "I'm actually here with my boyfriend," she says, fluttering a hand vaguely behind her, "this was totally his idea..."
The scene cuts, showing the same girl. The bikini is gone, showing the taut toned stomach as it undulates, seeming to bulge. An absolutely massive black cock sticks out from between her legs, striking a sharp contrast against Cassidy's white, bikini tan lines. Those same pretty eyes, clouded with pleasure, again look past the camera to a viewer: "It was your idea, babe," she whines. Cassidy's lips part for another noise, an almost bark of pleasure. Her taut body bows, arching, toes sliding along the sheets beneath her. As she falls down, she looks up at the camera: "He's so good," the noise is the same she'd have used to talk about a tasty ice creme or her new favorite band. Her lips part for another noise of absolute, real pleasure, as the scene shifts back.
"But yeah," the put together Cassidy of the past says, head bobbing and smiling, "he told me you guys were doing that whole thing? Is that for real?" she pointed, smirking again. "Like, you give me fifty bucks just to look at your dick or something?" Someone corrects her, pointing, and she turns. When Cassidy sees it, she snorts, rolling her eyes toward the camera; "Oh I get it. Because he's black, right?" She shrugs, "Quick fifty bucks, easy."
"Omigod, you're stretching me out!" whines future Cassidy as the man above her slide further into her, "God it feels so good---so---" she lets out another noise as her body rolls, before meeting the camera. They feed her the line: "Black cock is the biggest and best: I'm totally a Queen of Spades noooowww!" the last turns almost into a shriek as he slams into her, sending Cassidy into another spiral of pleasure.
Art and Faces
I like to use pictures for the characters. I've lately been leaning toward a more realistic sort of thing (I think it's technically AI art if you're going to be particular). I have used other artists, but I like that AI art feels a bit more free and open for this sort of thing. I've broken up some personal favorites, and I have several galleries. I would very much like this to be a part of the RP. Stars indicate newer ones/ones I'm interested in RPing most with
- Abby
- Ainsley♠
- Amelia
- Ashlynn
- Audrey♠
- Bethany♠♠
- Brianna
- Bridget
- Cassidy♠♠♠
- Cassie♠
- Chloe
- Elisa♠
- Elizabeth
- Erin
- Eva
- Evie
- Hailey
- Heather♠♠♠
- Katie
- Kayla
- Lily
- Liv
- Lucy
- Maddison
- Mandy
- Melody♠♠
- Nicole♠
- Payton
- Riley♠
- Roxy
- Shelbey♠♠
- Skylar♠♠♠
- Sydney♠♠♠
- Teagan
- Zoey♠♠♠
Biting her lips, Zoey rolled her hips. As planned and discussed, her leather skirt, while short, still covered what happened beneath. So nobody, fiance included, would know what was going on there. Though anyone looking at the quivering rocker, her pale body trembling, would probably figure it out pretty damn quick. Well, maybe not the fiance, not if she told him otherwise. Zoey rolled her hips again, feeling that impossibly thick dick run along her barely clad sex. Only the already soaked and nearly overstretched black thong separated them. She should've at least insisted on a condom or some sort of skin protection. One wrong shift of the hips, one slip, and he'd be cramming his raw dick into her guts. And they'd already done the whole comparison measurement thing; Zoey knew damn well that he'd punch practically into her cervix.
"I think this is as far as we go," she said, glancing up at him. Her hands moved to try and keep steady, to hold her ground. But his hands have already grabbed onto her tight ass, as the director had suggested. Fuck, right, they were doing the whole shoot thing, for the music vid and album. Something to show the whole collaboration and push shit further. Zoey glanced over, icy blue eyes seeing the camera, seeing that, fuck, he had come. Her fiance stood right over there, smirking as he wiggled fingers. Of course he didn't even look fucking worried about the girl wearing his ring being shirtless and on top of another man. Zoey had already gone on at length about how much she hated the guy underneath her, not to mention promising that she wouldn't cheat (and that if there was another guy, she'd tell him).
So Zoey leaned forward. "Look, I don't think we can do this, uh, not now, probably not---" she paused, feeling his hands moving. Zoey's brow furrowed. "The fuck are you---" her eyes widened as she felt him digging in, shifting. He yanked, and she felt his cock push against her pantie. The thin fabric held initially, pushing back, almost acting like the condom Zoey had been wishing for moments before. Zoey hissed at the sensation, the sheer tension of it unlike anything she'd ever felt. Thick, hot fire had been shoved into her core, stiffening every muscle she had. Her hand thudded, trying to remember the stupid fucking pattern they'd agreed on as a "safe word" if she couldn't talk. But of course she either got it wrong or he didn't care, because she felt him push.
Looking over, Zoey locked eyes with her fiance just as the thickest, longest, blackest cock she'd ever had shot up into her guts. Her mouth opened as she let out a single noise of pleasure, feeling the tiny orgasm already starting to erupting, readying to fry her brain.
Bunny Holes
The idea here is to give starting points and/or loose outlines for plots. We select some potential faces, set up kinks, and build from what we have here!
♠♠Interracial Studies - she's attempting to take a quite difficult interracial studies course. It focuses entirely on relationships between the races, and she needs a good grade and/or recommendation. However, the assignments get more and more overtly sexual, and she soon finds herself doing all kinds of things she normally wouldn't, just to... expand her horizons.
♠♠The Cocoa Creme - she goes to a particular coffee shop daily, because she couldn't survive without her caffeine, obviously. They've added a new sort of creme to the menu, and she can't help but be nearly addicted to it. Turns out said creme comes from a rather... unusual source, and if she wants more hits, she's going to need to be hands on in getting them.
♠♠It's What You Wanted, Right Babe? - she doesn't want to cheat, though according to her partner, it's not actually cheating if they want it. The whole thing just sounds stupid and absurd: they want her to have sex with another person? Seriously? What kind of messed up stuff is that? Weirder still is the insistence on a particular... kind of person. But if it's what her baby wants...
♠♠Fetish Trap - one way or another she gets it in her head that she should get her partner a truly hot gift, one that shows she's a bit naughty. So she thinks her best bet is to arrange for an adult video shoot involving her partners' fetishes. When she goes onto his computer and finds a staggering amount of Queen of Spades/hotwife stuff, she figures that's what she needs to go for, and makes the arrangements, not realizing what all it entails.
♠♠The Black Cock Challenge - it's a stupid social media, brainrot style challenge. A girl goes up to a black guy, ideally a stranger, and challenges him. If he's bigger than her partner (or possibly the biggest ever), then she'll pleasure him with at least hand, maybe mouth. If not, then he has to buy her and her partner drinks for the night. She does it, not realizing that it's essentially a setup.
♠♠Professional Shooting - our girl is a professional of some kind: actress, model, singer. She's told that to improve her image or participate in a special campaign, she has to do a quite intimate shoot with someone who's not her significant other.
♠♠Paying Gig - perhaps she's trying to make it as an actress or model. Or maybe she just needs money. What she does know is that her SO put pressure on her, either bluntly or more passively. So she goes out to make money in a more... direct way: perhaps shooting a porn, perhaps taking a longtime perv up on his offer. She just needs to earn some money fast, ideally without her partner finding out about it...
♠♠Undercover Snowbunny - she's a cop, agent, maybe even a superhero, at least a snoop. She's looking into a shady individual who people can't get close to, but it turns out that said person is really into "hotwives." While she definitely doesn't want to fuck around, she wants to get her info/complete her mission more, so she throws herself into the situation.
♠♠Girls Night Out - told she's "no fun now that she's not single," our Queen-to-be decides to go with her friends for a night at a popular club. What she doesn't realize is that said club specializes in turning hot white girls like her into eager little queens of spades, with a fine mix of alcohol, aphrodisiacs, and bad decisions.
♠♠A Helping Hand - being the good girl that she is, she's doing charity work. They go and select various cases to help out, doing chores and providing food, that sort of thing. The recepients give a score based on how well their needs are met, to set up a sort of friendly contest. After years of losing, she's desperate to get a win, and is willing to not only take on a more potentially trecherous area, but to bend some rules a little.
♠♠Holiday Flirtations - she's away on holiday, possibly with her partner, possibly alone. Either way, she's heard that flirting can get you a better reception from locals and workers where they're staying. When she potentially takes it too far, she feels obligated to give at least a little... and then a little more... maybe just a little more...
♠♠♠Grade A Blacking: the girl is tutoring a "struggling" black athlete, one who's crucial to her school's sports team. Desperate to get him to take it serious, she promises something overtly sexual if he does well in his classes. It proves to be just the motivation she needs.
"Oh my god, this is so gross," muttered a frustrated Bethany as she sliced honey blonde hair behind an ear. She winced, seeing the thick, almost grotesque cock in front of her. Definitely a cock too; calling it a penis or even a dick felt like selling it short. The thing had to be nearly as big around as Bethany's admittedly slender arm, and it bobbed and pulsed. The blonde winced, the smell making her pull back even as it twisted in her belly. She ran a hand along her lower belly, almost massaging it, wondering if she could go another day with the hunger pangs. But of course, now that they were this far, there wouldn't be any hesitating or pulling back.
"Can't you just, like, jerk it off in my face or something?" she almost whined, bouncing her cute little ass on her heels as she looked up at him, nearly pouting. "That's what most guys do," she almost muttered that, eyes falling to the cock in front of her. Bethany didn't need his comment to realize this cock definitely wasn't like what most guys had. She let out another little whimper. Her cute little pink tongue snaked between her lips, almost curling. Pinching her eyes shut, she leaned forward. With a delicate little flick, she just touched his head. Nearly gagging, she pulled back, hand going to her mouth while she winced.
"So gross," she mumbled again, but even as she licked her lips she felt it. It sent another little shiver through her. Bethany could smell it on her hand, and she tilted, bringing it up. Her tongue snaked along it for a bit, lathering attention. Maybe if she just licked it off her hand, which was way cleaner, it would work? Except she had the source literally right in front of her. Letting out another needful whimper, Bethany extended her other hand. She couldn't get her fingers around the base, but she could at least hold it. She tilted, pointing it toward her mouth, shaking a few time. When nothing came out, she let out another whine, feeling that frustration and hunger hit. Her hand began pumping, while those delicate pink lips parted. She wrapped her mouth around his head, greedily sucking, figuring she might as well get this done and over with.
Bethany really didn't want to think about how utterly, mind-meltingly, delicous his cock tasted, particularly as that creme started drizzling out into her oh so willing mouth. Her bobbing and slurping grew all the more enthusiasic, not caring that her boyfriend was still waiting outside. She'd get what she wanted, and she'd get it as soon as her greedy mouth could suck it out.
I'm definitely excited to play. I do thread or PM, usually yielding to my partners' preference. There's no code here or anything, though I do understand those. You can show you're reading and figuring it out by giving me some good ideas. The PMs that get me most excited have a few ideas spinning off from mine (or bringing their own, so long as it's in the same area). Throwing in some preferred girls, kinks, possible directions, it's all good. I'm enthused to RP and want to see other people bringing their game too.
Hit me up! I'm eager and waiting, and hopefully this has excited at least a few people
Hit me up! I'm eager and waiting, and hopefully this has excited at least a few people