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Thread: Come and play... I won't bite:3. 01.01.2017

RE Skype play? Looking for M 3 08.28.2016 Bumpppppp
Thread: Come and play... I won't bite:3. 01.01.2017

RE Skype play? Looking for M 3 08.29.2016 Bumppppppppp
Thread: Looking for rp (prefably long term and with a female partner)

Hey everyone just thought I'd post this. I don't have a rp scene in mind atm. Mostly cause it's easier to brainstorm woth a partner but I have a few ideas so if anyone is interested feel free to message me
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

Having the grid back up and running did wonders to lift his mood. Making due without constant electricity made things difficult, to say the least. It seemed like the entire world came to a halt once the virus struck. At first there was chaos, as could be expected, though not as much as one would have thought. Most men had died, so rioting and other forms of violence weren't prevalent. Generally the chaos sprouted from the immense lack of communications. Everyone left was forced to unplug, so any form of news was hard to come by. Yet here he was, finally swimming in his pool again. It had become stagnant thanks to the lack of a working pump, but that changed as of last night. Having these privileges back was exciting, and he found himself almost unable to sleep. He finally did manage to sleep, but found himself awake by 7. Rather than laying around in bed he decided to get up and swim, after a cup of coffee of course. Making coffee without electricity required so much work. Just sitting and watching a fresh pot drip away kept him occupied, and brought a much needed smile to his face. He'd made sure not to wake up Valerie. Things have been, well, strained over the past little while. They weren't talking much, or doing anything else for that matter, even sleeping in the same bed caused him a measure of anxiety most nights. Surprisingly, they both made it through everything that had happened, which he considered a massive blessing. At the same time, the way things had been going, he couldn't help but feel a certain resentment towards her. It made him feel guilty, as none of this was actually her fault, yet he couldn't help himself. However, exerting himself like this so early in the morning helped clear his mind, and he found himself slipping into a zen that he hadn't been able to achieve for quite a while. After about a half an hour of constant swimming he was beginning to tire, and switched to a slight backstroke. He was still a bit tired, and irritated at how out of shape he'd become. Lying on his back, drifting through the pool was quite peaceful though, and he was able to relax. Being able to achieve this relaxed mood was so difficult nowadays... certain thoughts always had a tendency of creeping back into his head.
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

oh my god is that coffee ?? I marvel, breathing in the wonderful smell - which hasn't filled our home for months now - as I sit up and stretchin bed. The electricity had come on last night and we were told we'd be able to expect it, at least for the time being, intermittently over the next few weeks as the new government continued repairs. So, i think with giddy excitement, coffee, lights...and that's the pool pump I hear...it's still working... I turn in bed to see if he's awake yet but...hey...he's not here... Jack? I call out, to the bathroom - and the. Again more loudly, into the house,Jack?? It's not unusual, him being out of bed before me. I know he likes to do it - he says he needs to do it - to avoid me and the thoughts and feelings and...urges...he might be having, waking up next to me. Oh, the urges... he's not the only one with those... Anyway...I don't hear him. He doesn't call back to me. I stretch again - oooo that feels good - and slide out of bed and draw back the shades. Ahh...there he is...swimming... Our backyard pool is visible from our bedroom and there he is, trying to exercise. I give him credit, after all that's happened, trying to maintain his strength. I know he feels bad over what he's lost, and maybe things like swimming and the other little exercise routines he does for himself make him feel better. I should go out and see how he's doing I tell myself, as I wrap my thick, blue, terry cloth bathrobe around my body. It's hot in here, it's hot outside, and the extra-big, extra long yellow t-shirt I wear to bed is certainly plenty to keep me warm, but I put on the robe anyway, to cover my curves when I'm around him. its a little frustrating... I should see how he's doing - I get nervous when he's outside without me - but first I have to get some coffee....mmmmmmm! We have plenty of sugar in our rations but haven't seen milk or cream in weeks. Meh. Black and sweet will do! Mmmmm.... Blowing on the hot coffee in my old World's Best Editorial Assistant mug as I step out onto the patio, I smile as I watch him lazily drift on his back across the remarkably clear pool. My man... I think, My precious, precious man... I take a few more strides, down to the pool, and step with my bare feet down into the cool water of the first pool step...
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

I continue to drift along, only vaguely aware of my surroundings. It's amazing how blue the sky is today only small puffs of white dotted here and there. If I didn't have to worry about sinking, falling asleep would be so easy. Regardless, this is the most I've been able to relax in quite a while. Work had been extremely busy since everything was turned upside down. That was probably for the best however it kept my mind from drifting too much towards various other thoughts... ones which I've been trying to avoid like a plague. We both have steady careers at the same news agency. Valerie is an editorial assistant, whereas I work as a columnist. I laugh slightly, remembering the first few days after the incident. We actually had to pull out the printing press! Can you imagine? I was the only one who knew how to even work the damn thing. Not only that, but getting any sort of information was difficult, and spreading the paper was only slightly easier. I felt like some kid from an old novel or movie, standing on a corner peddling the daily. I mean, I make it sound difficult, but in truth it was quite rewarding. Most people were rather traumatized, which makes sense, and extremely eager to eat up even the slightest amount of information. I was so caught up in these thoughts I hadn't heard Valerie step outside, or noticed her presence. Thinking about her was... awkward? I wanted to think about her, sure, but those thoughts always brought on reactions I'd rather avoid. She's beautiful, and I love her a ton, but I know too well what happens if it goes further than idle daydreaming. I'll try and put in a bit more effort today. I know it's hard on her too, and she's been extremely patient. Thinking about it makes me nervous though. We're the same height now, but how would I feel if things went beyond that? I tell myself it would be alright, that everything would be the same, but I'm all too aware of what's gone on between other men and women. I'm getting a bit riled up now thinking about it. An increased libido, a massive shift in power... it's a bit too much to handle. What if Val changes? What if I change? This will not only effect us physically, but behaviorally as well, mentally. Our relationship up until this point was based on equality, and that was perfect for us. From what I've seen from other couples though, that equality doesn't last long at all. Mind you, all the other couples I know formed up after the virus hit. Val and I are the only ones around who were together long before any of this happened... will that help preserve our relationship? Can we really continue to abstain like we've doing since then? I can feel myself drifting even further, more and more distracted by the sky and all these thoughts racing through my head.
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

one out of two-thousand... I marvel, still watching Jack floating in the pool, maybe even less than that... Some days - days like this - I can't believe my luck. I mean...I'm lucky to have survived myself only about one in a hundred women did. But then, also, to have had HIM still alive - what are the chances? I don't know any other couples like us. We're blessed, I know we are...despite what we lost. All that hope, that new little life. But let's not dwell on that. We're alive. We have each other, after this horrible, horrible tragedy that took nearly everyone we knew. We have each other, as this new world is starting to emerge, in fits and starts. But some days - days like this - I also can't help but feel little pangs of jealousy for those women who...also among the lucky ones...have found themselves a male, a mate, a husband after the event. They've all started the process, I've seen some of them, I've talked with a few, and part of me wants.... no. Put it out of your head, Valerie Stone. Hey handsome, I call out, getting his attention, taking another sip of coffee as I stand in the pool step, how's the water?
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

I over-react to hearing her voice and flail around a bit, quite startled. I hadn't expected her to be up already, though I guess quite a while has passed since I first woke. Looking over at her, she's wrapped up in her fairly large robe. I appreciate that... she really does make every effort to keep me from getting excited. It's unfair of me to expect so much from her, but she seems to understand. She hasn't put up much resistance to the idea of remaining so conservative, yet. Oh, hey... I didn't hear you come out. It's quite warm actually, the sun has heated it nicely. Guess it's obvious the electricity came back on. I laugh nervously, trying to lighten things... my mood is often quite dark, but I remind myself I decided to make an effort today. I always wonder how I should be speaking to her. She's still so warm towards me, but I always wind up feeling awkward, and I know it shows in both my expression and tone. I swim over closer to her, and force a smile to my face. Even in the robe I can see the outlines of some of her changes... and they are quite nice. I need to bury those thoughts though, as much as I don't want to. I can see you're enjoying the coffee I brewed earlier... What time is it? I feel like I've been zoning out the past little while. It already seems a bit later in the day. I can feel myself beginning to ramble and halt myself, looking away from her to hide my slight nervous anxiety. That feeling comes up sometimes when she's around.
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

Mmm yes omigod the coffee's great ... I gush. He swam a little closer to me, stopping himself at the edge of the shallow end. He's been like that, so cautious and nervous and I understand....but sometimes it just makes me a little sad. But today he looks like he's having a good day. Maybe it's the electricity? We all have good days, bad days....most of his have been pretty bad, since the sickness. Mine haven't been great either. But when I see him like this - his expression open, warmer than I'm used to most days - it makes my day good too. Also getting me a little excited - though I'd never admit it - is this anxiety of his I sense in him, when he's around me. I know the effects of the virus on him, how easily turned on he can get. And I know the changes my body's gone through just make things tougher. But - and I'm almost embarrassed to say it - it makes me feel sorta good, this effect I have on him. I know I shouldn't...but... It's about...I dunno...eight? I say, taking a sip of coffee. Time of day has been so much less...important, since the event. We have some battery powered clocks in the house but honestly I don't pay them much mind anymore. The sun's warm already though, huh? I continue, as I start to undo my robe. Without running water for showers, a swim sounds sooooo good. Do you mind if I join you?
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

Ummm, ya... feel free. It is warm, isn't it? I can understand wanting to be in the pool. I begin to panic a little bit when she starts to undo her robe. She probably isn't wearing much underneath it. However, I don't really feel like pointing that out. I need to be more open. I can't expect her to constantly cover herself up like this. It is quite hot today. She should be allowed in the pool, right? Whatever, spending a little while with her should be alright. I can feel my thoughts beginning to race, my head spinning a tad as I think about her taking off the robe, and admiring her curves. Does she know how much something even as simple as this can effect me? On that note, I turn away, and move back into the middle of the pool. I want to think of something more to say but nothing comes to mind. I also want to look back at her, so badly, but I know that's not a good idea. As soon as I start to get aroused, well, it's difficult to calm myself down again. I can already feel myself beginning to react a bit as I imagine her all wet... I, thought it would be later in the day. It feels like I've spent hours out here already. I go back to swimming a bit, hoping to distract myself, but it's taxing, and I'm already quite tired. I can't bring myself to focus on it. Getting myself too excited is out of the question though. I need to avoid that at all costs. But... she's so beautiful. I want it so bad, it's been so long. Gah... she was always so good at reading me. I bet she knows exactly what's going through my head right now. That only makes me feel even more anxious. I quickly dunk my head under the water, hoping to brush all these thoughts away... but they're still there, and getting stronger.
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

I frown a little as he turns away from me and - after putting my coffee down on the cement edge of the pool - I drop my robe right next to it. I'd go and change into a swimsuit but this works....I've got panties on underneath my long baggy sleeping t-shirt and who's looking anyway? I step gingerly into the pool, down the three step, getting acclimated to the cool water. Ahhhh....it feels so nice , I say, as I walk into the shallow end, but he's turned away and now dips under water. The three and a half feet of water comes up past my middle...but a little lower than it used to. As he swims down to the bottom of the deep end, I have a thought I shouldn't have...I slowly sink down to a crouch to let the water up over my shoulders, feeling my shirt plaster itself to my body, and wait for him to pop back up.
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

I come back up to take a breath, still facing away from her. I'd only managed to clear my head slightly, but the cold water did feel nice, and helped keep certain things in check. Thinking about it, the pool did feel bigger. Everything felt bigger. I hated having these thoughts. They always reminded me that I was a few inches smaller than I used to be... weaker too, and that things could get even worse with the slightest mistake. Part of me thought all these changes would be inevitable, but a much larger part of was in denial. I would tell myself I never needed that sort of satisfaction again, that I could distract myself enough. I turned back to her, and noticed she was already well into the water. She did have a shirt on at the very least, though I can't see much as she's submerged from the shoulders down. That was reassuring... It is nice, isn't it? I smile at her, more genuinely this time. I was beginning to feel better. In fact I hadn't felt this good in a long time. Maybe I really could work today at bringing our relationship closer to where it was.
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

So... I ask, bobbing along, only my head above water, now that we have power back...how about I make you breakfast? We can use the toaster again...the microwave... We're facing one another him half-standing on the slope going down into the deep end, half treading water. We'd managed, over these past few months, to cook. To eat. We had propane rations, a firepit in the back yard. Sterno. But having the electricity back! Wow! I'm excited! It'll make some things so much easier. As he starts to answer, I stand up in the shallow end, my chest and shoulders rising above the surface, and I see his eyes drop down my torso...my yellow t-shirt clinging to me wetly...
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

Breakfast? I'd sort of forgotten about the power coming on already. That would mean a far easier time cooking, and a hell of a lot more variety then before. I'd love something to eat! I'm up for just about anything! Even the idea of toast was appealing. Everything would be so much easier now. This thought helped my smile I was indeed feeling good today. When Val got out of the water however, I felt my eyes immediately drawn to her chest and torso. Oh god, her shirt. Her chest is, so big. I forgot how big she was... she'd put on some muscle too. My mind was beginning to cloud over, and I was finding it very difficult to look away. Oh, ummm. Sorry, Hun. You can be very distracting... I blush and pull my eyes away, though I can't help but begin to get hard having seen her like this.
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

Oh no, really honey? I half-scold, is it happening again? I play exasperation, but secretly I love the idea of him getting hard for me. I know it's wrong! Erections have become uncomfortable for him, and don't wane easily. We all know what happens if he gives in to them. I feel badly for him but part of me... I look down at my chest and marvel myself at what he's trying so hard to not look at. My breasts...god they look huge. I was a full C-cup before the virus, and now - thoug I haven't been properly measured - I've been squeezing myself into DD's and I suspect I'm actually a size or two bigger. He looks anxious, suddenly, and I know I shouldn't make things worse. I submerge myself up to my neck again, and drift a little closer to him. Has it been painful, recently?
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

We don't talk about this very much... she knows it makes me uncomfortable, and often weak and powerless. I should be able to control such urges, but sometimes it's extremely difficult. Painful, may not be the right word? It's frustrating... and sometimes a little bit overwhelming. It's difficult to make eye contact with her right now, and I can feel a slight blush running through my cheeks. I need to avoid turning back towards her and looking at her or this could all get significantly worse quite quickly. Sometimes the thought of her being so much, bigger, slips into my mind though. I wish I could do something about it, to act on these urges... I want to, sometimes I need to. Some moments are worse than others, but yes, recently it's been... harder. I have to overcome this though... I want to talk about it, but I don't at the same time. It can be embarrassing, humiliating even. Remember, you decided to put in an effort today Jack... you need to be more open. I really appreciate your patience and understanding Val. I've been fairly distant over the past while, but you need to know just how much I appreciate all of this. I haven't picked up on her eagerness yet. I'm usually too self-absorbed at these times to notice much more than surface expressions on her part. To me she simply comes across as a caring, concerned wife...
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

I am caring, I am concerned. But there are other feelings too... I know, I know sweetie... I say, wanting nothing more than to move in, take him in my arms, and hold him - but knowing I can't, we're in this together, right? No matter what's happening out there in the world, it's just you and me here... He's avoiding my gaze. I understand why. I know just the sight of my face, a look into my eyes, can be hard for him to handle. The poor thing. Even just the sound of my voice...the virus has done this to him, and it's getting worse...I know it affects him... shiver I have to try again But, honey, I start, inching towards him just a little more, only my head and shoulders above water, you know that - if you ever did need my help - that we wouldn't end up like...the other couples out there... He's a journalist and - doing what we do from day to day, trying to get news from the outside world and publish it in our little paper - he's well aware of the fate most men find when they finally couple with a wife these days. Some of the stories are... shiver So, baby, please, I say, just vaguely knowing I'm speaking my own urges and drifting in again a bit more, if it ever gets too much to handle...just once even...I'm here...
Thread: Changing Relations (Foxxo & miu_meowww)

Her speech, it's really getting to me. It's almost hypnotic. Is she saying these things to comfort me? I sense a little bit of eagerness coming from her the way she's speaking. As much as I want to deny its effect on me, it does elicit a rise. I'm already fairly turned on, but the sensual nature of her voice... and what she's suggesting, gets my heart beating even faster. It sends a shiver through me. It takes me a while to respond. My body aches to give in, to achieve release... it's been so long. I need it, don't I? No, I don't! I need to refrain. If I give in... I can't give in. I don't want to think about how we could change even further... Though, she may be right. We would be different than those other couples, wouldn't we? She wouldn't dominate me, or abuse me, like a lot of other women would. She would be kind, and caring. She would nurture me, and make the process as easy and comfortable as possible, wouldn't she? My sense of pride and dignity tells me not to think these thoughts. I... really appreciate that Val, but, we can't, right? I, think I need us to remain equal. I find my gaze slowly drawn towards her. I look her in the eyes. They're so, powerful there is such a degree of passion there. She is feeling something intense, but what? She's moving closer to me, but I don't want to move away. I can't move away. I said I'd be open, that I'd make an effort today. Doing something like this, that would be making an effort right? She seems like she wants to take care of me. I should let her... right? Are you really okay with us changing further? My eyes drop down to her torso again, gazing in curiosity at what I can't quite clearly see through the water. I mean... it is, hard... it's so hard. Sometimes, it's overwhelming. I... I need it.