Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: Kinky Neighbors

This proved too much for Jake's mind , he picked up Cinder and threw her on the bed . Im gonna fuck you like there's no tomorrow ! He then started pulling her dress over her head but then couldn't wait and pulled her panties off. But before he went any further he remembered the box of toys. Oh so you want to get nasty don't you ? He reached for the box of toys and grabbed two lengths of rope. He then grabbed each of her wrist and tied them to the bed posts. When it was done he took a step back to contemplate his work. Ohh hoho im going to enjoy this and he started stripping right in front of her. His erect cock finally free flopped in front of him, precum leaking out.
Thread: Kinky Neighbors

Whimpering wih want Cinder pulled on her bonds and found them tied securly and juice started to drip out of her, looking then at Jakes great body she shivered with pure want and struggled more, her juices spilling on to her bed. Take me! She called out to him and eyed both him and the chest wondering how far he would take plaing with her toys, there were a few inthere she wasnt sure he would react well to. But it was to late she was tied up and had naturally spread her legs for him and wanted so bad to feel him in her tight and longing pussy. Please Jake, put it in me now...Im so wet She said her voice choked with need, need for him. No more was she the tease now she was the one to be teased.
Thread: Kinky Neighbors

Jake liked being in control now, he was going to take is revenge for all the times she played around with his cock. You want me inside you ? Inside this wet hole right here ? He climbed on the bed and rubbed his warm shaft on her pussy, making sure her clit was stimulated. Well jeez, i dont know i think it might be too tight for my cock, i wouldn't to to stretch your insides and hit the back of your vagina... While continuing to rub her pussy he started fondling her huge melons. You have no idea how long ive wanted to feel those puppies between my fingers. Im really gonna enjoy them now ! He then stood up and when searching through the toy box . He came back with a huge black dildo, clothespin and a nose stretcher to make her look like a pig.
Thread: The Mur is the Word! (Literate F/F)

RE Dominant Female looking for FxF See inside for details Back and crackin'. I am looking for partners, but there is a cutoff for the number. If anyone was role-playing with me previously and would like to continue, you've got first dibs, and I sincerely apologize for my extended absence.
Thread: Idea for a WH40k Open Roleplay

First, I think this OR should be on a planetary scale that is, it must take place on a whole planet. The planets that make up the Imperium of Man are innumerable, so that gives us leeway in what this planet would be like. It can be an entirely new planet that has never appeared in the mythos before. Secondly, what is going on on this unnamed world? Is its government being infiltrated by an insidious Genestealer Cult? Are the Ruinous Powers attempting to corrupt the entire planet, bringing it into the folds of Chaos? Have Orks declared a WAAAAGH! on it? Or is the Tau Empire trying to subjugate it for their greater good? Maybe there's a legion of Necrons hiding somewhere on the planet? Also, who is there to stop it? Certainly, it must be an Inquisitor, and his personal retinue. It's not all about me, though. Other members will have to be allies with me. I'll need people to populate this new planet, and surely enemies to fight. The story needs to start off slow, where there are only whispers of evil on the wind, and no real problems, aside from the occasional small blasphemy about the Emperor, or a dangerous radical here and there. Feel free to contribute, I welcome any and all opinions.
Thread: Idea for a WH40k Open Roleplay

Just feeling left out. My character is an Imperial Inquisitor with the Ordo Hereticus, so he feels a little bored not having any work. I haven't seen anywhere a stealthy Inquisitor might fit in if he's looking to root out the threat within. The Inquisition's very job is to save mankind from Xenos, Daemons, and even itself, so what is an Inquisitor without a job?
Thread: Idea for a WH40k Open Roleplay

Well Inquisitor, I think you're actually in the wrong area to find interest. This is more for brain storming. Unless you don't have a solid plan and that's why you're here. If that's the case then being a 40k veteran myself and having 10 years of mythos under my belt I think I could be of use to you. In addition, if you're interested, I'm actually running a Dark Heresy system based campaign on this site. If you'd be willing to play a neutral faction that is. I know how you imperial types can be.
Thread: Idea for a WH40k Open Roleplay

Me? Neutral? The Emperor's Most Holy Inquisition doesn't do neutral. When has it ever been neutral? My job description is nice and simple. Find heretics, xenos, and daemons, then kill them. But yeah, some help from a vet would be nice. You've probably been fighting since before the time of the Horus Heresy.
Thread: Idea for a WH40k Open Roleplay

Well Im more of an Space Marine kinda guy myself but we are all Children of the Emperor and i'd be glad to help if needed.
Thread: All Grown Up (Alleluia Green and Mystic Sparxman)

In her room, Kaylee admired her reflection in her closet mirror. She wore her newest bra and panties set an affair of red sheer fabric with black velvet floral detailing. The cups cradled her plump adolescent breasts, pushing them up provocatively. The panties clung to her flat stomach, leaving little to the imagination as they covered her smooth little cunt. The red looked good with her brown hair, she decided, allowing her long brunette waves to fall to the middle of her back. Her long slender legs were shaven clad in sheer black stockings, all the way up to her thighs, where they tied off with little red bows. With a grin on her plump lips, she smoothed her hands down her sides, deciding that she looked perfect for her planned seduction. Ever since hitting puberty a few years ago, she'd found herself longing after men and the mystery of sex. Her mother was dead, and thus couldn't help her navigate these unknown waters. Most of what she knew she had learned from messing around with boys in the locker room after school. Still, no matter how far they went, it was never satisfying enough... What she really wanted, she realized when she was sixteen, was her father. Her daddy had been so lonely since the passing of his wife, and hadn't even started dating again. Kaylee found herself longing for his attention more than any other boy, and often went to bed dreaming of the day when he would notice her to the woman she'd become. Of course, her father was a tad oblivious, so it was time to show him. Checking her reflection one last time, she went to find her father. Daddy! she called out in singsong. Where are you?
Thread: All Grown Up (Alleluia Green and Mystic Sparxman)

Skipping down the stairs, her breasts bouncing with every little step, Kaylee stopped just short of the archway leading into the living room. This was it. After this moment, her daddy would be able to see her intentions clearly in the slutty clothing she had chosen to wear. With any luck, he would know what she wanted, and would be willing to give it to her. Excitement and anticipation made her tremble beneath her sheer panties, her pussy was beginning to dampen. Okay, Daddy, she called, before casually stepping into view. She strode towards the couch, swaying her naked hips as she did so, watching her father's reaction out of the corner of her eye. Pausing directly in front of the TV, she giggled and did a playful shimmy, causing her breasts to sway and jiggle. Her hair flew around her pretty face, giving her the look of a young little sex kitten, ready for fun. Do you like my new pajamas? she asked innocently.
Thread: All Grown Up (Alleluia Green and Mystic Sparxman)

Dante was making himself comfortable on the couch as he had waited for his daughter to come into the living room. He was laughing a little bit at the movie he was watching as he had heard her bounding down the stairs. There had also been a small smile on his face, but that smile had gradually disappeared as soon as he had seen his daughter stepping into the living room. Dante saw exactly what she was wearing as she moved to stand in front of the television. He gulped visibly as he saw just what she was wearing.or to be more precise, what little she was wearing. Dante heard the question that his daughter had asked him, but he found it hard to say anything for a while as his yes slowly scanned her fine young body. He did try not to look, but it turned out to be really hard, especially since she was standing right in front of the television. Of course, he was hoping that Kaylee wouldnt notice that he had been looking her up and down. He had to look away from her for a moment, as he was afraid that she would have caught him looking. Looking back to her a few seconds later, his eyes unintentionally found their way to her body once again. It wasnt long before his eyes met with hers. UmmK-Kaylee.honeythose are.umm.nicebut are you sure you want to wear.those as pajamas? He found it hard not to let his eyes wander down her body again, and his eyes widened a little bit when he started to feel his cock growing hard. If she had been watching him, then the chances were likely that she would have noticed this. As soon as he felt this, Dante looked down towards his pants, and he could see a bulge forming. Oh no.this isnt right. He thought to himself. He turned his attention back towards Kaylee a moment later. Umm.when did you.ummget your new pajamas.honey? He didnt know if his daughter had noticed the bulge forming in his pants, but he was hoping she hadnt noticed. Dante shifted his position on the couch, pulling his legs up and underneath him in an attempt to hide his growing hard on. Try as he might, Dante felt his eyes slowly moving back down her body, passing over her breasts and toned stomach, moving down past her pantie covered pussy and down her stocking covered legs. Dante had to let his hand drop down into his lap as he could feel his cock growing harder still. Honey.do you not think you should put something.more on if youre going to be sitting down here? He just about managed to say as he looked back to her again, his eyes meeting with hers.
Thread: All Grown Up (Alleluia Green and Mystic Sparxman)

Kaylee felt a surge of warmth spread through her lower stomach as her daddy's eyes raked over her young body. She had never felt like there was a more perfect moment than this one, where her Daddy could see her for the young woman she had become, ripe in her youth and primed for primal lustful connections. Beneath the fabric of her bra her nipples began to tighten, twisting into hard rosy brown nubs pushing against the sheer fabric. Licking her lips, she returned the favor, dragging her eyes up and down her father's toned body, admiring the way his shoulders filled out his shirt and - was that... She grinned. Her daddy had a bulge in his pants. You don't like them? she asked innocently, swaying her hips from side to side with her a rems clasped behind her back. She rubbed her stocking-ed kegs together, biting newts bottom lip seductively. I bought them just for you. Can't I wear them while we're together? Slowly she stepped closer, until she was right in front of him sitting on the couch. Lifting her right leg, she placed it on one side of his hips, leaning forward to brace herself on the back of the couch until she was kneeling above her father, straddling his lap, her breasts on level with his face and her warm crotch hovering just above his swollen bulge. I think they're rather appropriate for sitting here, don't you?
Thread: All Grown Up (Alleluia Green and Mystic Sparxman)

Kaylee grinned down at her Daddy. Of course I want to sit on your lap, she said, voice low and sultry. Maintaining eye contact with him, she slowly lowered herself fully onto his lap. Under the guise of snuggling closer, she began to innocently grind her damp crotch against the bulge in his pants as her breasts swayed before his eyes. I do love you, Daddy. Inside, Kaylee was screaming with joy. It was working! Her seduction was going exactly as planned. Sure, she would have to factor in the delivery of pizza, but once that brief interruption was passed, she knew she would have her Dad all to herself, eating out of the palm of her hand...or maybe elsewhere. It pleased Kaylee so much to know that she had the power to make her Dad happy, even if he hadn't fully accepted it yet. Placing her hands on his firm shoulders, she began to massage his tense muscles and moan a bit behind her lips, staring lustfully down at her father as she wiggled on his bulge. I think you look nice too Daddy. But you are flushing. Are you hot? Maybe you should take this shirt off.
Thread: Vanilla gets a flavor (SHARPii & Adam)

The sharp sound of the door bell penetrated into Adams dreams, forcing him to wake up to reality. He was lying in his bed, and the sun was shining in through the curtains, lighting up his bedroom. There was some nude big breasted chick with platinum blonde hair lying beside him, she was still sleeping and with every breath she took he could feel her nipples press on his chest. One of them was bleeding - he always bit to hard when he was drunk. He tried his best to remember her name. Linda? Emma? Sophie? He had no idea, and trying to think just made his head hurt. For a second he wanted to lay his head down and fall back to sleep, but then he remembered the door bell. He looked at his alarm clock. Who the fuck rang on his door at one pm on a Saturday? With a sigh he got up from his bed, Linda or whatever her name was must have been even more wasted than he because she just kept on sleeping. He noticed that he still had a condom, filled up, on his cock, and pulled it off his thick member before putting a pair of black boxers on. Who ever had awoken him would have to stand seeing the rest of his body. After all, it wasn't a bad sight - he was 6 feet and 6 inches tall, and his main hobby, apart from giving his girls a rough time, was to go to the gym. The combination of the broken chain tattooed around his right biceps, his shaved head and the nasty scar that ran across his left pectoralis made him look like some kind of hooligan, and it had happened more than once that people on the street changed direction just to avoid meeting him. Trying to ignore the head ache, he went down the stairs. When he passed the mirror he noticed that he had got himself a set of new marks on his chest. That bitch upstairs ought to clip her nails. As he had expected, he found the house to be in a complete mess - there were bottles everywhere, someone had spilled a beer on the kitchen floor, and for some reason there was a pool of dried blood in the sink. He did not remember much from last night, but as far as he could tell the party had been a success. When he got to the living room of his villa the sight was even uglier. A pair of torn apart panties were hanging down over his TV, a forgotten vibrator was still making a buzzing sound in the black leather sofa, and the floor was covered with chips, broken glass from a bottle of absinthe and fluids he could only guess what they were. Instead of looking at the mess, he admired the view through the panorama window. He's house was at the outskirts of the city, on a ridge, and the city beneath it was bathing in sunlight. Doing his best to avoid the glass he managed to get to the door, grabbing a bottle of beer on his way. He pushed the door open, and looked at the girl at his doorstep with inflamed eyes. Who the fuck are you? he asked with a hoarse voice, as he did not recognize his visitor. And why the hell are you disturbing me? She would not need to be telepathic to understand that she was not welcome.
Thread: Vanilla gets a flavor (SHARPii & Adam)

Adam took a step out on the porch, not ashamed to show himself in his underwear to the neighbourhood. They were used with all kinds of strange things happening on this address by now. It was quite a fancy part of town, so he was by no means popular with the locals, but he owned the house so what could they do? Except taking a detour when they took a walk with their kids to avoid having to explain some things, of course. The fact that the girl backed off amused him to the point that he could not help a smug laugh escaping his lips. He took his time, studying his visitor in silence, as if he was trying to decide if she was worth the effort needed to reply or not. His previously newly awake eyes turned sharp, and with a cold gaze they moved from her top to her toes. He made no effort to try to conceal the fact that he took a long pause staring at her bosom. She could only guess what he was thinking while his judging eyes lay on her breasts. After what felt like an eternity, he took a sip from his bottle of beer and finally spoke. His voice was sour and hoarse, it sounded like he had been shouting a little to much. How could I forget... After all, you are the reason Henry's no fun no more. He took another sip. He never shows up at my parties any more. If you ask me he made a horrible trade. Back in the days he fucked much hotter girls, and the things he got to do with them... For a while his gaze become distant, like if he was recalling some old memory. This one slut he... Sorry, I am digressing. he said and laughed a croaking laugh. Back to the question - what the fuck is it that you want?
Thread: Vanilla gets a flavor (SHARPii & Adam)

Chloe looked at him and it was with that look in her eyes he looked like trash compared to what she was used to and she almost wasn't sure why she was even here, seeking him out but here she was. A passionate and determined girlfriend wanting to please her man in ways that he wouldn't let her because he seemed to believe she couldn't handle it. This wasn't just for him. No this was also for her, to make one huge of a statement. She wasn't the prim and proper girl many believed her to be, like Adam for all she knew. No, there lay a deep curiosity and insatiable need to impress. She might have been getting way in over her head, but she came this far. She sought the grizzly out. She wanted her fingers deep in the honey jar. His eyes on her unnerved her a little bit. She wasn't used to any other man looking at her like that aside from Henry. She didn't show her discomfort. Staying still, her face impassive and her hands in her pockets, her hip stuck out a bit since all of her weight was on one foot, her eyes didn't leave his appearance, as if trying to bare into his being, deeply and profound with one look. A look that had no actual meaning behind it but maybe he wouldn't know that. That look went from plaguing to like a death glare, her eyes narrowed and she let out a small huff. That alone was enough to make her leave and not look back, put this entire mission to a sham and forget about it. Henry would just have to live without the kinky fuckery. But no, Chloe stood her ground and even took a challenging step towards him. Make me the kind of girl he can do that stuff with. She said simply, her voice strong and sure. I know he wants to do that. I'm curious about it. I want to know. But he keeps saying that I won't be able to handle it and stuff like that. I want to prove him wrong. She said with strength. He's gone for a week. By the time he comes back, I want to be the girlfriend he can really be himself with and still be happy together. I'm proposing you take me for a week and make me into the kind of girls that he's been with before, the kinds he likes, the kind...that could actually please him. She murmured, her voice faltering just slightly but not gravely.
Thread: Vanilla gets a flavor (SHARPii & Adam)

Her little defense speech took him by surprise. Make her the kind of girl...? Please him? His eyes quickly bounced up from her breasts to her eyes. His cold, dark eyes stayed fixed at hers, but now a sparkling curiosity that he could not hide had mixed into his previous contempt. He was used to girls putting their bodies up for grabs for him, but not used to girls like her doing it. Her words were in such stark contrast to everything else about her. For the second time during their brief encounter, he stood silent and watched her. The first time, it had been her body he had studied. He had asked himself if her tits were big enough to hold a dick between them, and whether her ass would wobble when hit. Now it was her character that perplexed him. Everything about her was a big contradiction. Her outfit, for instance, looked exactly like the kind of thing someone who knew nothing about sex would pick to try to look sexy. Yet she had just asked him to make her his fucktoy. And that sweet look of her face... No, it was no horny masochist that was standing on his doorstep, no desperate nymphomaniac, no cheap whore. And no classy whore for that matter either - even if the sort of girls the upper classes used to hire shared her princess like appearance, they never exhibited her genuinity. She had to either be extremely determined or completely mad to make such a proposition, and he had no idea which of the two it was. He took a step forward, invading her personal space - she could hardly breathe without her breasts touching his chest. His smell of sweat was impossible to ignore, but there was a thin streak of something else, a woman's perfume, in his scent as well. With a firm hand, he raised her chin, forcing her to remain in eye contact with him. Do you understand what you are asking from me? Do you understand what it is you are playing with? he asked, talking slowly as if he was explaining something complicated to a small school girl. There is no middle way in this game, no easy ways out or light versions. Either you do it to its fullest extent, or you don't do it at all. Once you have committed to this, there is no way back. Then you are mine. He brushed a blond lock of hair away from her face, his thick fingers then softly stroking her cheek. Every square centimeter of your skin? His hand continued downward, and his fingers started to circle her left nipple through the white cloth of her top. Mine! he exclaimed, and gave her breast a firm squeeze just to underline it. Every pound of your flesh? He gave her ass a loud slap with his free hand. Mine! It is no small commitment to make. It requires that you fully understand what its implications are. In fact, it is not a decision everybody can be trusted with making. And Henry, the person who stand closest to you in this world, the man who knows more about you than anybody else, does not trust you to make that decision. So why would I?