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Thread: cheap t h r i l l s [ banks x father figure ]

There it was. Maybe he had intended it all along, no matter what his conscious mind might be thinking, the truth was that unconsciously he must have had this on his mind already. He had been trying to fool himself this entire time, lying to himself, trying to make himself seem like he was a good man. Yet those questions, the way her eyes searched his face, they were enough to convince him otherwise. If they weren't enough, if the way she was watching him was not enough to make him truly believe, then the way his body reacted to her was more than enough. His heart began to hammer in his chest, the tightness deep inside of his lungs constricting his breathing, and the slow stirring of arousal in his lap. It all caused him to shift, the defensive posture so common to people who were in social situations that made them uncomfortable, and he knew in his heart of hearts that he had wanted this. He hated himself for it. Yet no matter how much he hated himself he was already tired of feeling like he was some foolish young boy in her sights. Like he was being preyed upon. It was not something he enjoyed feeling, not in the slightest, and he felt his shoulders bunch as he struggled to contain it...almost sneering at himself. This was remarkably stupid, he thought, the ideas burning in the back of his mind. If you were a man, a real man, then you'd understand what was being offered to you and stop acting like a fool...and perhaps that, that embarrassment in front of this young girl was what moved him past the hump of feeling like a child. He took a slow inhale, smelling the sun kissed flesh on the air, and as the highway began to stretch before them and he switch cruise control on he turned to look over at her...his eyes finally considering the option. It was a long measuring look as he seemed to come to a decision. I picked you up because you were beautiful. He said it frankly, without regret, and his voice was deeper as he continued. Perhaps a bit of lust inside of it making it smoky. Yeah, maybe the girl's on the side of the road are prostitutes, maybe they have something to sell, but I know it might seem weird...but I've never picked one up until I picked up you. I never wanted to take the risk, never wanted to have a problem....and maybe it's just because I'm lonely and you looked fucking amazing strolling down the road, but I wanted company. You don't mind that do you?
Thread: cheap t h r i l l s [ banks x father figure ]

Without noticing it, she had made him out to be prey, subconsciously how she interacted in most situations, dancing over his insecurities like they were laid out on the ground before her. And in a way, they were. He was married, but he was second guessing himself, the little ticks in his body telling her that without question, and he was trying not to watch her out of the corner of his eye. He was trying not to salivate like a wolf, and Devon could only assume because the question stood above his head. What would his family think of him? If he fell into the trap of some woman he had found on the streets of Las Vegas, thats what he would say, if he were that sort of man. That she had trapped him, lured him in and offered him things so boldly, so bluntly. Despite her getting into his car, and him driving her away, this man giving her a name detached from his own. He probably didnt even like being called Matt, and that made her smile for a moment. It was her fault, after all, yet it didnt seem to faze her. What she hadnt necessarily gotten into the car with the intention of happening, now was slowly beginning to grow, snowballing into something bigger, rapidly. And Devon had already mentally come to terms with such a thing, even more so when her words continued to so subtly pick at him. It was then her gaze left the cars around them and again turned back to him, momentarily surprised to meet his gaze and not the side of his head, bright eyes glancing over his expression as he so plainly admitted his reason. Well, that was refreshing. Like an added gust of cool wind to match the air conditioning, he had come right out and so plainly said the truth, more or less. What he held to himself quite naturally didn't need to be said, because it was already there. No, I don't mind. Surely she didn't, sitting here next to him with the offer of him taking her anywhere and then some, the young woman crossed her legs at the knee now that the air was clear of any misguided thoughts. We can keep each other company. To be honest, Devon had noticed his ring and still couldn't find herself in a position to care about it. His marriage was none of her business, but in a way his loneliness was. His loneliness was what got her here, and his loneliness would be what got him even further.
Thread: cheap t h r i l l s [ banks x father figure ]

Loneliness That really was the word of the day wasn't it. She had given him his answer and they both had that brief moment of contact, their eyes appreciating one another as they came to a mutual decision without even really speaking about it. Wherever this led would not be something he had intended, and who knew how she really felt about it herself. He could be just getting played right now, completely and utterly being manipulated in order to do all sorts of things. The least of which would be to break his marriage vows. Whatever though, whatever...that was whatever. Maybe he wouldn't care if he got robbed, maybe it would be worth it just not to feel this desolation inside. He had thought it would ease with what he said to her, had thought maybe that it would stop hurting just a bit... But it did not, the hurt and ache only grew. Snowballing was indeed the right word for what was happening as he moved them over a lane and just let the silence stretch out after those final words. His hand reached to touch the radio, adjusting it to the internal harddrive which was full of the 80's ballads that he tended to love listening to, and that was going to be enough of an answer for how he felt right now. Heat of the Moment, Jessie's Girl, Shook Me All Night Long, hell the list continued on and on....and he was content to let it do so. Yet the entire time he could feel himself coiled, feel himself struggling to reconcile his intentions with what he needed to do in order to make them a reality and he did the only thing that he felt he could do...the one thing that would bridge the gap of the silence between them. He reached over and touched her leg. His hand was strong. Maybe he was an older man, maybe not in the prime of his life, but when it came to touching another person there was little hesitation...it was not the touch of a boy. That touch had disappeared years ago and now his fingers touched her knee and then slid up to grip he thigh, a little possessively. As if he wanted to make sure she was real. He sat there with her, caressing that young flesh before his voice finally spoke. So...how does this work...?
Thread: cheap t h r i l l s [ banks x father figure ]

It was when his hand settled onto her knee that her head turned, eyes grazing over the face of this family man. She could only assume the life he lived outside of this moment, a happy family with bright children and a wife . It didn't strike her as odd however, curious as to just what about his dear wife left him traveling the distance, what about his dear wife that resulted in him picking up some strange girl and putting his hand on her leg. Unknowingly, her legs had spread open a bit more, the heat of her bare thighs pulling him in deeper as she snapped out of her thoughts. Devon turned now, bright eyes staring at the side of his head again as she inwardly made a firm decision, her eyes again danced over the masculine hand gripping her thigh. I want to keep you company, Matt, The young woman finally spoke now, fingertips tracing the back of his hand before moving up the muscles in his arm, shifting through his hair as another eighties cliche played in the background, So I want to get very well acquainted with one another. Her once idle free hand had taken the liberty to guide his hand further up the trail of heat her thighs left, his fingers a mere inch or so from grazing beneath her shorts. I think that's a good place to start, hm?
Thread: cheap t h r i l l s [ banks x father figure ]

This was maybe a fantasy, maybe a dream, but it was every man's wasn't it? Say as they might, so many men found themselves wrapped up in the idea of picking up a beautiful woman and having them throw themselves into their arms. There was always variation on the theme but in the end they always one trite clich after another, always a man so powerful and amazing that the woman could not help but wilt in their presence. This was no fantasy however, this was nothing like that no matter what he thought. This had begun to wrap itself in reality and as her thighs parted to offer him a tantalizing view of the possibilities that this young girl could...get herself into, only one thought began to truly manifest inside of his mind. Only one idea began to pound, hammering in the front of his mind...a primitive thought, an unbecoming one... Was she wearing any panties beneath those shorts? He imagined from the way she had moved walking down the street, from the way she just seemed to scream sensuality that the answer was no. Yet he would never know would he, never know unless he dipped those fingers down beneath the fabric of those shorts to find out himself. His heart hammered just a tiny bit as his other hand tightened on the wheel, keeping a steady control of the vehicle as he moved them into the middle lane. He'd eased up the cruise control to a sedate 78, not worried overly about being pulled over by the police. They tended to forgive you when you were only going a few miles over the speed limit. He doubted they would forgive where his attention was going however, on a public highway, and he knew even through tinted windows that they could be seen if it went to far. God he loved it so much. His free arm tightened underneath her caress, the muscles flexing just the tiniest of bits. He was not a muscle builder, but he'd been in football when he'd been young...had physically kept in shape throughout his twenties. It was only now in his middle years that a little bit of padding had come along. There was definite mass beneath the skin of his biceps and forearms as she guided him upwards a tiny bit more and he whispered very softly. Yes...I think so too... And with that he took the plunge, his fingers finding their way beneath her clothing...tracing slowly, instinctively knowing that he'd find that bare beautiful flesh, and hopefully....wet.
Thread: cheap t h r i l l s [ banks x father figure ]

From an outsider's perspective, there were so many things wrong here. Absolute strangers sat with such little distance between one another, so little that he had even reached out to touch her. Reaching out for more than just a gentle pat on her knee or a kind shoulder rub to prove he was a good man with kind intentions. No, although his hands were of the gentle sort, Devon knew his motives were elsewhere. How could they not be elsewhere, with her legs spread more than a foot apart, faintest sign of a slouch allowing just enough space for those ever creeping fingers to sink away to the treasure that lie beneath. It almost made her smile, how conceited it was to appear so pleased in the results of what was happening, any regard she may have held for what was happening pushed aside. In it for the thrill, it didn't at all strike her as something odd that he was married, of course he was. She had long since come to terms and gotten over that he was, because this arrangement was simple, and unspoken. They were here for company, because he was offering her more than just a ride. She was his company, just the same as he was hers. Her fingertips traced skin up until she reached the sleeve of his shirt, gently dragging her nails up his shoulder before grazing her finger over his jaw. So stiff, she wanted to tell him to relax. But he was driving and had one hand creeping to take the first touch of someone that wasn't his wife, Devon almost felt bad for even thinking such a thing. Instead, and her finger traced his jaw again, her hand moved, back down his shoulder and beneath his arm, her own hand sliding between his legs, fingers spreading as they went back from his knee. Grinning gently when she felt the fingers of a working man brush the fringe her shorts left, her own hand so idly crept up the light colored shorts, traveling the journey up until she reached the familiar gathering of his pants. Devon didn't think she needed to tease him for the building tent in his pants, her own reminder of arousal driving a shiver up her spine. His fingers had just edged beneath her shorts, the warm welcome of natural heat and her nectar there to greet him.
Thread: cheap t h r i l l s [ banks x father figure ]

God help him, he was damned if this was his to touch. He would have sold his soul to get to touch a woman like her in his life, and though the thoughts had been ones he had kept in the moments of a steamy shower...indulged in those times sitting in front of his laptop in a dark hotel room, now they were a reality and he realized entirely that he was very much hers. His hand tightened just a bit on her inner thigh before slipping those last inch downwards and up beneath her shorts and there he found what he'd been dreaming of. No panties. Nothing but flesh. His fingers were not nave, not the clumsy motions of some school boy, and so at the feel of her beautiful flesh he showed her exactly what experienced hands could provide. His tips slid along her folds, caressing slowly, moving to ensure more than just animalistic lust but actual pleasure for the young woman. He slipped upwards, brushing over that hardening clit, and then just slightly above it to bear down and slowly grind...pressing just a bit inwards as he whispered softly. Fuck, you're are so perfect... He truly needed to pay attention to what he was doing. As her hand crept along the heavy weight of his prick he had had to swerve to avoid hitting another car on the road. His free hand on the will gripped it harder as he jostled the van back into his lane, keeping it steady as he took a slow deep breath. This was not something he'd ever exactly had, now was it...a handjob going seventy? It might have been on his todo list, some kind of pervert's bucket list, but his wife had not exactly been the most adventurous sort of woman. Instead they'd had a placid little vanilla love life that did not include taking risks such as this. As her hand cupped him harder, as he felt himself responding to the feeling of a woman's touch...an unknown woman's touch, he finally seemed to loosen up just the tiniest bit. It was that ludicrous moment when he'd almost caused them to wreck that made him smile, a shy little look on his features as he gave a laugh...glancing over at her and then back to the road, that deep voice filled with a bit of self-deprecating humor. Sorry...sorry, sugar...this is, he grinned, a bit of life coming to the face which had been so uptight. This is something a bit new for me, so you'll have to forgive me if I don't know how to drive while getting a handjob. They didn't quite cover that when I was getting my license. His large body adjusted a bit more in his seat, trying to get comfortable as well, moving so that she had a bit more room in order to do whatever....might be on her mind to do.
Thread: cheap t h r i l l s [ banks x father figure ]

Did he know, that if he wasnt careful, that this girl would wreck him? Not physically, of course. Even sitting, he was bigger than her by a landslide, hands big enough to cover hers, height noticeable enough to tower her, and his chest big enough to engulf her. Though there was more than one way to conquer a man, to fill his mind, and as it seemed, she was already winning, without either of them genuinely minding. Even with that in mind, his hand didnt pull away from her, and she was grateful for that, never admitting that she would have hated for his hand to find her secret and depart, the breath of air she released that sounded like a promise for more. It was there the moment of consequences occurred to them both, though when he finally got the car adjusted back into the proper lane, instead of a sound of flurry and anger, instead the girl laughed softly. Subconsciously, her hands had taken to grip both his hand and the bulge in his pants, gripping gently at his wrist as their laughs mixed in the car. At least he could find some humor in it, smiling gently when he showed another sign of life that spread over his face, her grip lightly loosening against his buried hand as Devon looked over his face again, But they covered how to drive with your hand down a girls shorts, at least? Only teasing of course, her hand began its journey again, up until she reached the beginning of his zipper and giving it a gentle tug, despite faint amounts of resistance from the bulge itself, Devons eyes ventured out curiously onto the road again. It was as though her hand had been on him before, tracing down the shaft with a gentle touch as her hand so easily snaked beneath the space. With the small amount of slack given thanks to his adjustment, the next restraint was removed, the button to his pants undone as her hand began to stroke him up from the cotton material that lie beneath. Such a good, wholesome man.
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM Added a couple more simple plot ideas. As I said, I am just not that great with these things.
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM Hmmm, so I had one person inquire and say they were interested, but I don't know. I've had no reply back. Is anyone else interested?
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM Bump!
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM Bumping once more.
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM Anyone wanting this, or I shall let it relax for a while. I do have other characters, but this is one I'm really hoping to build on.
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM Haruki-sama said I do also have a one-shot short-term thread! Click Here To See It if nothing here interests you. Link coming soon So I wrote up in my little journal down there in my sig, I'm trying to get my foot in the door after a 9 month hiatus from here, mostly out of frustration of all sorts.....story, sexually, lack of interest in characters or ideas. It just all built up to me pitching up a white flag and bowing out. But enough of about the trouble that lead me to quit for months on end. I want to try my namesake character. I don't know if it'll get any traction, but I need to start off with something I'll enjoy but will also hopefully gain interest. This is the character in question. I put my most favorite kinks to this character, but for others, there is the link to the kinkfetish list on my profile. But in honesty, I want a STORY -centric gig here, with lots of snuggles on top. If any sex happens, I hope to keep it a bit more on the vanilla side. There are a few character archetypes I am hoping a willing female could take on. Countering Characters Sought -------- - Geisha or equivalent - Some girl a concubine? from the royal harem he never visits - A servant girl taboo for this story - A common girl peasant or middle class - Empress from neighboring country Would cause political drama tension between lands, for I see that land with a possible tyrant of a ruler vying to snatch up Haruki's own, threatening war. - A cute dashing young man as leader of his samurai Some Story Ideas -------- These are going to probably be unimaginative, but here goes - A basic story of romance during a time where the countries surrounding that of Ryouichi Haruki are on the verge of war. Perhaps with a geisha, concubine, or an Empress from another kingdom. - The Emperor has to keep a taboo relationship under wraps. It could be one between him and a servant girl, or with a young dashing general of his samurai. - In hopes of making alliances with nations far away from his own, the Emperor decides to travel across the sea to some more Western-realm. Click to expand... do you want to keep a sexual or kinktaboo relationship with a common girl secret? i can help you write it she is a servant and is fully obedient but the conflict is in your mind...
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM ettchiy said do you want to keep a sexual or kinktaboo relationship with a common girl secret? i can help you write it she is a servant and is fully obedient but the conflict is in your mind... Click to expand... Mmmm, love it. Please tell me a bit more about this 'common girl' my Emperor would have fallen for. She could be one he saw while out on the town.
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM Haruki-sama said ettchiy said do you want to keep a sexual or kinktaboo relationship with a common girl secret? i can help you write it she is a servant and is fully obedient but the conflict is in your mind... Click to expand... Mmmm, love it. Please tell me a bit more about this 'common girl' my Emperor would have fallen for. She could be one he saw while out on the town. Click to expand... poor girl raised in markets heard a lot of talk about far away lands and possible alliances. she is proud, not stupid, but has strong desire to be servant to a higher level of power than her current street stall master. still, she is obedient and willing to submit to a more firm power.
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM Hehe, sounds good. Please PM me so we can go over it in more detail. That or I'll toss you a PM in the next day or so.
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM Bumping to see if anyone is still interested.
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM common girl...............no leverage.............curious lust............kinky feeling........reply for more detailed response!
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM What would this common girl look like I wonder?
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM Pondering expanding this request to include another character or two for long-term play. Not sure yet....I'm still hoping someone will give my Emperor here some attention and love.
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM Been having connection issues for a while now. Pushing this to the top to see if any fresh new blood out there is at all interested.
Thread: Seeking Long-Term/Story-based play in an old East-Asian setting! (M seeking F)

RE Seeking Some Old-Orient Period East-Asian Thing. M seeking F LONG-TERM Anyone interested?