Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: Anxiety, Depression, and trying to get better.

An old man sits in a room knowing his life has left with nothing to show for it. Where once the dinning hall had echoed with laughter, he sits alone, and unsure, unable to remember the names of those whom had loved him. He looks back to ambitions he once thought he had, but is unable to know more than that at one point in his life he was young, and that his life to that point, whatever it may have been was wasted. Somewhere a bird stands and pecks at the remains of a newborn which wings weren't strong enough to take flight. A campfire dim's in the night having long burnt out it's fuel, leaving only embers as twilight turns to night. the ants prepare to crawl away with meat from something that once held the soft breath of life. There is a special kind of hell in this world, to aspire to something, to work towards a goal with everything you have. To surmount passages that no one thought you could reach, only to be told as you are about to cross the finish line, that none of it matters, and that time, sweet time has forgotten you, and all that you could ever have achieved is impossible. Not because you didn't work your hands to the bone, and not because you didn't study diligently enough, but because when a child smiles or cries you don't actually understand or comprehend the reasons behind that face. To be told that you can't have something because you are unable to predict those elements that make others human, and because your persona, your completeness is just a touch different. And at that moment when you are told all of this, when it is laid out that it doesn't matter how you have struggled and what time you have given, that those things you gave up that were important, that funeral you missed, the wedding invite you never checked yes too, those faces that you had to forget because you were busy. That all of those encounters and struggles in your life mean nothing, because despite strength, and despite improvement at the end of the day you can't do something from the design of your birth. That is pain, I know this old man who sits and tries to remember the faces of those he loves, I know him from the ambitions I once had, now turned to ash in my mouth. That no fruits of our labor will ever grow from the seeds I have sown. that all around me the world is unfair, and to be lonely, is just the way of things in a world that doesn't, and in fact couldn't care. Because at the end of the day, you were born deficient, and nothing will ever bridge that gap, work twice as hard, and the goal will just be twice as far from the step you first took. That is loss, profound loss of self, of identity, of time, and of memory. that is the future, that specter which does not speak, yet only shows us the cold uncaring visions that we know we can't escape from. ... have a good night.
Thread: Wrong...Right? Jess and Ash(e) {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

It was always the same, Ashe felt. Her relationships tended to follow a similar curve Find someone fun loving and free, get hot and heavy by the second date, keep that sexy momentum for a few months... and then, soon after that point, all the annoyance and imperfections would compound to create a miasma of loathing that hung over Ashe. It was why she had never had a relationship lasting more than a year. So, by the time she got home, it seemed that the butch-ish she usually added the 'ish' since she felt she liked enough girly things and wasn't built like a logger or anything was starting to get into that miasma phase with Jessie. And finding Jessica in a similar state over her own douche boyfriend only added to her foul mood. Ultimately, she spent a chunk of the evening drinking with her younger sister until she was drunk as a skunk As their grandfather used to say and she maaay have passed out for just a few seconds on the couch. Eventually, the discomfort of her position roused her and left her rising to her feet. Fuck it's hot tonight. The words left her as a slurred mess, plodding footsteps flowing down the hall as she made for her room. At some point her acid wash jeans were discarded in the hall, leaving her in only her Heartbreaker tank top and silky white panties. She liked it that way, paying no mind as she entered her darkened room. She paused, seeing a figure atop her bed. Hohoho... So that was Jessie's game huh? Well, it had been a while since her girlfriend slipped in through her window like that, but Ashe was too drunk to recall all the annoying things about her girlfriend. Quieltly, she crawled onto the darkened bed until her hands found their way to the figure's backside, squeezing both cheeks simultaneously. Dang girl... Ashe purred in a low, husky tone.
Thread: Wrong...Right? Jess and Ash(e) {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

Okay, someone had climbed into bed with her. Jessica shifted only slightly. Was that Ash? Or maybe she'd accidentally gotten into Ashe's bed or something. Hands touched Jessica's butt. She could feel the digits digging into her flesh. Ash wasn't quite an ass-man, but Jessica knew her butt sort of just inspired grabbing, being all heartteardrop shaped and perky as fuck. The earlier mentioned cute black panties hugged it pretty nicely as well as standing out in nice contrast to Jessica's arguably too pale skin too. Mmm, Jessica had to groan. Being touched did feel pretty good. And she was at about the whole I drunk enough to feel kind of horny stage. Plus she and Ash hadn't fucked in... a while this may or may not have been part of the reason for the fight, coupled with the fact that the last three times they'd fucked, Jessica had gone down on Ash and he hadn't reciprocated she didn't fucking care what everyone said you go down on someone, they go down on you in return. Fucking courtesy for fucking. Jessica felt her muscles twitching, at first subconsciously. Then she figured why the hell not? At worst she could get Ash all worked up and be all no, go jerk yourself off, prick at best, she'd get off herself. Winwin. So Jessica flexed her butt a little, gave it just the slightest shake. Not a huge one again, her muscles felt pretty jello right now, but enough to let Ash know that she totally felt his hands and he could at least try a little more of that whole manhandling thing.
Thread: Wrong...Right? Jess and Ash(e) {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

Shit... when was the last time you were so eager...? Ashe murmured to herself. Jessie had become a bit of a prude as of late, part of the reason why Ashe was so annoyed with her girlfriend these days. Ultimately her new job cut into their time so much that Jessie barely dropped trou these days unless she'd had a few shots of something fierce. Slim fingers hooked under the hem of Jessie's dark panties, peeling them down her creamy thighs with all the attention of a particularly focused kid unwrapping a Christmas present. Cute fuckin' panties too... must've cost quite a pretty penny, Ashe said, her tone still a slurred mess, just like her vision. Now she was left with a decision on where to start. Well, Jessie usually did like it in the butt... Carefree as ever, Ashe parted her girlfriend's perky asscheeks and leaned in, the tip of her tongue stroking along the outside of her asshole with the skill of a focused surgeon. Even drunk Ashe was a maestro with her tongue, able to spell out the whole alphabet backwards in the span of a few seconds. And going down on a girl drunk was nothing new to her. Her lurid noise reverberated between Jessie's cheeks, the stroking of her tongue steadily growing faster and more indepth.
Thread: Wrong...Right? Jess and Ash(e) {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

When had she been so eager? Jessica mumbled something nearly incoherent at that, possibly cursing Ash out. Wasn't her fault that he fucking sucked at foreplay and had been a complete dick about it lately. She was half tempted to start shoving him away, ideally before he decided it was time to get his dick out and start humping against her. Given where his attentions were now, he may very well have tried to convince Jessica to try anal again. One dick up her ass had been enough, thanks. Instead, Ash did say the right thing, complimenting on her panties. Jessica tried to mumble out they're old, but drink and exhaustion slurred the words into some indecipherable mess. At this point, Jessica was pretty sure that she shouldn't even bother talking. she could feel the air kissing her bared lower half, not to mention the panties pooling near her thighs. Jessica let out a gasp as she felt hands parting her butt. A bit of air slid against her tight little pucker, and she shuddered. Was he going to try and do something from-- wait, what was that? It felt wet and lithe and not at all dick-shaped. Jessica let out a soft little noise of surprise as she realized what it was Ash was licking her ass! That sent a little jolt through her hazy mind. She was actually getting licked. In the ass. There was a tongue now, now teasing her butt and doing a pretty damn good job of it. Not a single one of Jessica's previous boyfriends had dared eat ass. They'd spit on it. They'd sort of rub all over it or lube it up if they were going to do something. Maybe, maybe stick a finger in while they fucked her, which Jessica admitted was sometimes hot. But lick her ass? never. Jessica let out a low moan, feeling her temperature rising. The tongue lathered attention, and Jessica could swear it even started to slide inside. Jesus, she hadn't even gotten him to eat pussy, now he was eating ass? She groaned her appreciation of the new sensations, trying to shift to give Ash better access. Fuck, his tongue felt good. Had it been this good before?
Thread: Wrong...Right? Jess and Ash(e) {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

The truth was, if Ashe had half a degree of coherence to her thoughts right now, she likely would have tried to rummage around for one of her toys. Jessie always loved getting a thick plug stuffed up there, and Ashe did have quite the selection. But her drunk mind was saying 'fuck that' to actually getting up, and her legs were taking the night off with how heavy and jelly-filled they felt right now. Oh well, the taste was nice. Actually a little different than what Ashe was used to, but the punkish girl was willing to chalk it up to the cocktail of alcohol she'd been downing for the past two hours. Tasty... Ashe murmure in her drunken daze, rimming the lithe figure beneath her with a renewed vigor. Your ass is fuckin' cash sweetheart... Ashe was never the best at dirty talk, by her own admission, but in her current state she at least had some excuse. Her pale fingers continued their vigorous massaging motions, stroking the plush cheeks of Jessie's sweet ass, heightening her pleasure while the peak of her tongue probed in deeper. it had been way too long, and by god she was gonna enjoy this.
Thread: Wrong...Right? Jess and Ash(e) {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

Tasty? Jessica let out a little laugh at that. She didn't think she'd ever hear anyone say her ass was tasty, though she supposed that was something of a compliment. Ash was definitely eating her ass out like it was his new favorite food. Damn, that tongue felt fucking good. Heat kept pouring in, shoved with each gyration of that skilled muscle. Jessica could feel it pooling between her legs already, not to mention hardening her nipples. The dirty talk had her almost snorting. God, that was bad. Just, what the hell did that even mean? You're stupid, Jessica tried, though, again, her words tripped over one another to such an extent that she might as well have been trying to speak trollish or orcish or some other fantasy language. At this point, she was about to cry out in some weird, magical tongue, because now Ash was working her ass like it was his new favorite thing. The momentary tension that had sprung into Jessica's tight ass upon that first contact had quickly melted before this heat, muscles going even more liquid than they had before. Jessica felt her hips already starting to sway. Her fingers trailed down her own body. one hand stopped for a moment, pinching her left nipple. She bit back a squeak, jerking and practically shoving her ass into Ash's face. Mumbling something like an apology, Jessica kept sliding her hands down. Her sex was practically weeping for attention already, and if Ash was going to work the back, then Jessica didn't see any reason why not to work the front. But jeez, was he proving he would do foreplay. And then some. Fuck, if he ate her out like this every night, Jessica would be crawling all over him.
Thread: Wrong...Right? Jess and Ash(e) {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

For as hazy as her mind was right now, Ashe would freely admit that this already seemed better than what she was used to with Jessie. Her girl could be real persnickety in what she liked. Her right hand casually moved up, exploring between her girlfriend's thighs until they found her pussy. Jusht ash I shushpected... Ashe murmured through a moutful of backside, getting a good feel for how damp she was right now. Honestly, damp was an understatement with how turned on Jessie seemed to be. Damn, I muss' be better at this 'n I thought! Two slim and pale fingers probed inward, penetrating into Jessie's exposed pussy and exploring like Magellan. Her juices gave plenty of lubrication to work with, but she felt almost... tighter than usual. Ashe wasn't sure how to define it, particularly with her mind struggling to create a word with more than three syllables in it, but this definitely didn't seem like the same pussy that had taken Ashe's XXL Equus dildo little under a fortnight ago... Oh well. No sense in complaining!
Thread: Wrong...Right? Jess and Ash(e) {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

Jessica's face burned as Ash sort of teasingly tortured her about her sex. She could feel her nether lips all but kissing the questing fingers, leaking arousal down upon the digits. Jessica's hips rolled slightly along it, letting her lover feel the gathered wet, the pulsing heat. It almost felt like each pulse sent another little burst of pleasure down into Jessica's core, heating her fires all the further. It certainly helped that hot breath puffed against her tight ass, melting muscle and flesh alike. Jessica let out a series of sharp gasps as the fingers glided into her sex. Since when did Ash like fingering her? Okay, yeah, sure, he'd sometimes glide his fingers over to test her out, maybe tease her about how wet she was or wasn't or something like that. But these digits slid in with a purpose. Almost immediately Jessica felt her inner walls squeezing them, and just as immediately she swore they started moving. They felt... smaller than Ash's? More dexterous? They definitely felt a hell of a lot better than usual, moving about her sex with such masterful precision that Jessica swore she'd turned from melting to molten. She bucked again. her hand swiveled from down her front, moving behind. She could feel Ash's hair through her fingers, and she curled nails slightly, wanting to show her approval. Words weren't quite working, after all, though she still made little noises of appreciation. Rocking hips and a trembling sex probably aided in the interactions a good deal, and Jessica felt herself all but grinding on Ash's fingers and face. Fuck, at this rate, she'd probably end up cumming soon, like, record soon. Like fuck if she wasn't already starting to feel some tension building up in her lower belly soon.
Thread: Wrong...Right? Jess and Ash(e) {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

Oh yeah, now that was what Ashe liked to hear. Her sweet moans and mewls filled the bedroom, echoing down the hall and ringing in her ears. Even in a hazy state of mind, Ashe was able to draw inspiration from Jessie's sugary sweet noises of pleasure. You like that huh? Then I'm gonna fuck you silly... Ashe said, pausing in between licks to get the point across. Her legs were still a little numb and heavy, but for this she would willingly do some exploration to find the right toys. Well, a toy. She was sure she had at least one strap-on within arms reach under her bed. And then I'm gonna... whoof... sleep till next Friday. The drink had really hit her like a freight train. But, for now, Ashe focused on pumping her fingers in and out with the intent of finding any sweet spots to get her off. Her pace was impressive, digits being almost sucked in, while the swift rimming of her tongue left a glaze along the surface of Jessie's asshole. Oh yeah, she had really been missing out on this...
Thread: Wrong...Right? Jess and Ash(e) {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

Mhm, Jessica managed after Ash's question. Like this? She fucked loved it. Her sex practically quivered with joy just hearing Ash's question, as if it couldn't believe it was getting this special treatment. That quiver meant her muscles about her ass shook too, which drooled more of Ash's spittle into her tight hole. Fuck, at this point Jessica was so worked up that she couldn't have suppressed the noises leaking out of her if she wanted. That wasn't just the slightly wet, squishy noises Ash made out of her sex, but the own little gasps and coos and groans that seemed to leak out of Jessica with each slight shift. Fuckhersillyyesplease, fluttered nearly incoherently through Jessica's mind. Her hips bucked again, another throaty groan leaving. Coiled tension mounted in her lower abs, bubbling and twisting and broiling hotter and hotter with each passing thrust and moment and push and--Ah! Jessica cried as she felt Ash hitting something inside. Holy shit, had Ash just found her fucking g-spot? it almost felt like he had. That sharp stab of pleasure had nearly fucking hurt, and Ash didn't seem to be slowing down. Fuck, if anything, he was speeding up, squelching against Jessica's sex. Ah, ah, ah, ahaaaaa! cried Jessica. Hips gradually rose, pulling first outward. Everything clenched as Jessica's body arched. Up, no, bunching sheet, no, pulling back. She all but slammed her ass against Ash's mouth. The hand that had been threading hair now grabbed a fistful of it. Jessica's lower half kept rotating, working back and down and around, grinding against finger and tongue and feeling the pressure building and building and--- Uggggh, 'she cried, hips jerking out as a short little spray of her fluid hit the bed. It was just a short bit, like a watergun that had finally hit full pressure jutting out, but Jessica hadn't even known she could squirt. she groaned again, trembling, not sure if she was entering aftershocks or another orgasm or what her fried brain was just pumping pleasure into her body at an intoxicating rate.
Thread: Wrong...Right? Jess and Ash(e) {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

The tug on her hair earned a muffled grunt from Ashe, the words caught between the plush cheeks of Jessie's heart shaped rear. Yeah, that was her girlfriend alright. Real handsy when it came to hair. Not that Ashe could complain, she was pretty handsy when it came to ass. Especially ones that looked this good! Even through blurry, darkened vision, she had to wonder if her girl had been hitting the gym lately. When Jessie's orgasm subsided, and the grip on her hair grew lax, Ashe let out a chuckle and moved into an upward kneeling position. Fuck yeah, I am goooood Got you gushin' like a, like a like a... Fuck. She was usually a little quicker on the draw than this. Ah fuck it, let's just get back to it... She slowly peeled her tank top off, leaving her in only her white panties and a matching ivory bra that hugged her modest breasts. Right about now, undoing the clasp seemed like rocket science for her addled mind. Though, she was at least able to remove and discard her panties. Ashe reached down under her bed, taking up a sealed white box. Lessee here... In the dark she could just vaguely read 'Vanilla Woody Woodpecker' on the side. A little tame by Jessie's standards, but like hell was Ashe gonna go looking for anything else. She opened the box to reveal a long fake white cock, the dark straps housing a plug designed to slide into the pussy of the wearer. With some effort, Ashe managed to slide it up her legs, grunting as the plug filled her own dripping pussy. You ready for the real deal, baby?
Thread: Wrong...Right? Jess and Ash(e) {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

Fuck that felt good. Jessica lay there, dazed, panting, and buzzed from her own post-orgasmic quakes. Fuck, if Ash kept this up, their sex lives were going to be A-fucking-mazing from here on out, with an emphasis on fucking. Because Jessica sure as had fucking gushed, and she let out a soft moan of appreciation, releasing hair to run her hand along her own electrified body. Ash sure as hell knew how to apologize. such a good boyfriend. Jessica thought she heard him rummaging around, and she finally forced herself to shift. This put her more or less on her back, peering around into the dark. There was some sort of shape that she could only barely make out again, super dark. That had to be Ash, and he was probably looking for a condom or something. After working her over like that, he had to be hard as a fucking rock. Jessica felt her legs already starting to spread a little. she wasn't dumb enough to think that once was all her body could take, after all. Even if it was, she kind of owed Ash after gushing over the bed and all. Ah, there it was a big, long, white cock bobbing in the dark. Jessica could just see it there, and it did look to have that whole shiny plastic thing going on. Good, Ash had wrapped himself up. Last thing Jessica wanted was to bang out her teenage years as a teen mom. Yesh, she managed to slur out as Ash asked. Her hips rolled slightly, the lips probably looking needy. Jessica felt pretty fucking needy. She slid her hands down to her sex, ruffling her carefully trimmed fur and sort of working against them. She was tempted to tell Ash to slide his cock into her, but she doubted he'd need encouragement right now.
Thread: Wrong...Right? Jess and Ash(e) {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

S'prolly not what you're used to, but I hope it'll do f'r now, Ashe remarked. Jess had herself a liking for the 'larger' things in life, after all. But, ultimately this was the best Ashe had to hand. And besides, with how tight she had felt earlier, then clearly the trusty Woody would be good enough for this. Jessie got a good look at it, and even now she was rolled over and clearly looking for more. Ashe gripped the base and guided her hips forward, feeling a shudder run up her back as the peak pressed against Jessie's searing hotpussy. Dang girl... you're soaked, Ashe murmured. She gave a stronger push of her hips, until the pressure reached a peak and the shaped head started pushing into Jessie's exposed twat. She was wet, but holy shit since when had she been this dang tight? The plug in her pussy ground as Ashe pushed inward, pulling some heated moans from her. In the peak of passion, Ashe leaned in and crushed her lips to Jessie's, growling hungrily into her girlfriends mouth. Her tongue was still inquisitive, and far more dexterous than it had any right to be in her drunk state.