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Thread: The Magic of the Open Road (Kara Lyonsbane x Fun_and_Games)

Kara hadn't quite expected the zeal that Maulq showed as he closed the distance between them and tore her tunic open. Her modest breasts were bared before the deep dwarf's glowing eyes and she gasped, stunned into silence. Things had escalated rather quickly but the sorceress had no one to blame but herself. She had pretty much offered herself up to the gruff and bearded warrior, after all. But she wasn't regretting her actions, rather wishing she had been better prepared for how he would react. If Maulq's goal was to make the young human woman blush, he succeeded. A gasp escaped parted lips as cool Mead poured down her chest and her cheeks darkened at the dwarf's boldness. Her eyes widened, back arched, and mouth moaned as her lover sucked at her breasts. She faintly whimpered, running her hands along him in an attempt to unbuckle and unclasp his armor. Gods above! Kara cried out, slowly sinking down to lay on the ground beneath the lustful dwarf, surrendering to his experienced touch. This was not how Kara had pictured her day going, but it was proving to be a pleasant surprise. She moaned again, the heat of the deep dwarf's mouth intoxicating. Still, she ached for his heat and his presence elsewhere, managing to unbuckle her belt and begin tugging her breeches down around her ankles.
Thread: The Magic of the Open Road (Kara Lyonsbane x Fun_and_Games)

Armor and clothing were both shed from both of them as their passion joined together. Her hands had been scrambling along his armor, and his knowledgeable hands guided her to his leather straps, then tore more of them open. Heavy pieces of metal fell to the earth. Then, she was tugging her breeches down, and as she got them to her ankles, she would find one of his rough hands reach to drag them totally free and cast them against the nearby rock wall. His mouth came away from her breasts long enough to raise his hands, stripping off his under-tunic that had guarded his skin against the hard edges of his armor. Stripping away his leggings, soon he was only in his loincloth, wrapped around the thick, gnobby bulge that was his so poorly hidden manhood. Kara had fallen to the ground, laying on her back, and Maulq went to his knees between her legs. His boulder-shaped arms curled under her legs, raising her lower body up effortlessly, leaving her shoulder-blades and head pressed to the ground as she scooped her legs up over his shoulders. An aggressive creature, his mouth didn't go to her core in a way meant to be romantic or slow. He wanted to be IN her, and making her slick by feasting on her slit would let the human take his prominent shaft when he finally moved to sink it within her. So, he dragged her up to his mouth, his sausage-thick fingers prying away her undergarments, the last thin layer over her own modesty, and dove his mouth hungrily against her sex, wolfing down on her netherlips with his own, slurping away with his tongue. He wasn't the most deft of lovers, his tongue crude and rough, but there was no shame or pause as he ate her there under the open sky.
Thread: The Magic of the Open Road (Kara Lyonsbane x Fun_and_Games)

The sorceress was the sort of young woman who craved romance. She wanted those intimate moments to be special, memorable, and magical. Sometimes, though, Kara just wanted to rut with someone and release the tension and stress of a long trip on the road. And that was exactly what she was doing, panting and moaning as she undressed the deep dwarf licking honey from her chest. No doubt she would feel a bit foolish for giving in to the heat of the moment but for now all she cared about was getting Maulq inside her. She watched as he shed his tunic and leggings, wearing only her underwear and boots as she lay before him, eyes focusing in on that distinctive bulge. Kara reached out to run her hands down his chest, marveling at the way the grey skin made him look as though he had been carved from stone. Slender digits dragged down, moving to loosen Maulq's loincloth, before she was grabbed up and lifted for the deep dwarf to continue his oral ministrations. Her heart was beating rapidly as the dwarf tore away her undergarments like a wild beast so that he could thrust his tongue into her. She went suddenly still as Maulq's moist muscle drove into her, fingers digging into the dirt beneath her as she was overcome by sheer sensation. Toes curled as the dwarf devoured her sex ravenously and soon she was moaning and cooing with a delighted smile on her face. There wasn't much ability to move as Maulq hefted her, but Kara still did her best to push against him, to grind her wet petals over his frenzied tongue. The heat was building in her as her new lover's exuberant tongue lashing steadily pushed the horny sorceress towards her peak. She fought to focus, drawing in a breath and begging, P-please! Fuck me! I want it! I need it!
Thread: The Magic of the Open Road (Kara Lyonsbane x Fun_and_Games)

Maulq was not reckless he might be a dark dwarf, but still a dwarf. Given to sensible, practical actions based on a sober chain of reasoning. Even when doing something dangerous or provocative like an attack on the dwarven complex, he did it in a way he was sure would generate good results. What plan, however...could account for a human sorceress popping into his camp like this? He could not have tracked the chain of reasoning that would have led to this if he tried... But there she was, her breasts still shining from the mead spilled over them, so prettily jiggling in the exposed air as he dug his tongue into her sex. And as he heard her cooing and felt her juices flow over his lips, she begged him in a way that had his blood surging into his brain, pounding away in his ears. Thinking was quite impossible. Maulq reached down and pushed aside his own loincloth, revealing his shaft. It was not misshapen, but like the rest of him it was craggy and hard and grey as the mountain stone, run with fleshy ridges and contours that would ripple and rub over her inside if he penetrated her. Letting her slide down his chest, his grip on her thighs helped control her descent until her center was positioned just in front of his rugged spear that threatened to pierce her. Gripping her tightly, the fat head of his phallus crushed into her core, the mushroom head of it compressed until it was wedged inside of her, then being pressed up into the depths of her body on the wings of her excitement. He was not gargantuan in length, but THICK, thick enough that his iron rod felt like it was filling her to bursting as he grunted and pumped his cock up into her body. He was on his knees, and as he delved into her body, his rocky arms swept under her body, plucking her up off the ground, holding her out at an angle with her legs straddling either side of his hips...she would be able to curl them behind him, or plant them on the ground, whatever she wanted....either way, his incredible strength would suspend her at an angle as she was speared on his cock. He bent in...being a little shorter put his head just at the right level for her breast height...and his mouth reached out to once more drink mead off her nipples. Once again, he dribbled some on her, then set his tongue to lavish attention on her nipples and the curves of her breasts as he started to bounce her up and down, pumping his shaft into her body in the first thrusts of a vigorous coupling.
Thread: The Magic of the Open Road (Kara Lyonsbane x Fun_and_Games)

Blue eyes almost seemed to glitter as Maulq swept his loincloth aside and brought his dwarven manhood into view. In a way, it was exactly what Kara would have guessed it might be had anyone bothered to ask her assumptions about dwarven anatomy. Long, though perhaps not so long as some humans, but mostly thick. For a moment, a tinge of worry flavored the sorceress' growing excitement that she might not be capable of taking the deep dwarf. Fortunately, the stronger part of the girl craved the opportunity to find out! After all, she hadn't even heard of dwarves and humans laying together. Kara could only guess her new friend preferred to be in control given how he held onto her, moving and guiding her into place to be claimed. All she could do was try her best to relax and make that initial plunge as pleasant as possible. Eyes fluttered closed as Maulq's craggy cock pressed upon her, seeking to plunder her depths. She breathed in through her noise, shaking with a jolt and releasing that breath in an enthusiastic groan as her dwarven lover pushed in, her body yielding to his insistent efforts. Soon their little camp was filled with the steady rhythmic slap of bodies joining in desperate need. Kara's mouth hung open, silent as she found herself incapable of expressing her experience. Maulq wedged his manhood within her and, like a chisel, drove it deeper and deeper. His quite literally breathtaking girth filled her to her limits, in ways she couldn't have imagined. The girl swooned, legs instinctively hooking around the dwarf's waist to hang onto him, and she rolled her hips in a yearning attempt to hilt his magnificence inside her. As Maulq lifted her up, she remembered to breath and gulped down the cool, fresh, air before it escaped just as quickly in a low moan. She clung to him, moving with him, and uncertain how long she could maintain this unceasing pace. Once closed eyes opened as she felt the splash of mead across her chest, laughing as he had another taste of her. The pink tips of her breasts were already like tiny pebbles as his tongue danced across them, sending tendrils of sweet sensation through her to join the growing mass of pleasure building inside her, close to bursting.
Thread: The Magic of the Open Road (Kara Lyonsbane x Fun_and_Games)

If there was one thing dwarves were well known for, it was endurance. Their soldiers were known to march over weeks, outdistancing their longer stride allies and enemies alike, even makimg better time than cavalry because of their churning, never ending ability to just keep going. Kara might find herself a little on the receiving end of that difficulty now as Maulq's thick cock sank into her wanting body. Her excitement grew, giving him the juices he needed to pump into her faster, the ugly contours of his craggy shaft absolutely lovely inside of her, seeming to stimulate and awaken every inch of her inside. Unceasing, trying not just to stir but to send her pleasure rocketing for the stars, he gripped her tightly as he aimed to have her soaring into orgasm...and if he did, to not stop there. Bringing to bear that inhuman stamina, he would slow just enough for there to be a small crest...then, renew his assault on her senses, his growl of need vibrating through her body as he hungrily sought to see if he could bring her to another crest...and another...loving the idea of fucking her into a totally different state.
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Thread: Paradise in the Desert  (cc and Arkus

Solaris Diamond with the larger ears Twilight Diamond is the smaller eared one Solaris Diamond was sitting under the shade of her transport, with her daughter, waving to themselves from the heat. She was ready for the to get the palace to meet the queen and hoefully her daughter would be accepted as the queens new hand maiden. Getting the palace can't come soon enough I could use a hot bath, and some clean clothes. I wonder how Twilight is faring in this heat though she hasn't said much to me yet. How ever as their caravan traversed into the desert. It wasn't long before they entered into the forbidden zone that no humans dared go through because if the monsters got you there or the gods did. You didn't come back nor where you ever heard from again. How ever as they crested the next sand dune, it was there that, that something horrifically tragic happened in front of her eyes up arouse around them male jackals, they did look the same, and they had their weapons drawn and they proceeded to slaughter every male that was within the caravan, even killing those that had transported her , and her daughter causing them to fly out of the safe and into the sand. The impact was enough to knock both of them out, even as the dying screams of those being killed broke the desert air. When they both came to, their eyes opened briefly to see the jackals moving towards them, and then they knew no more, after that. When they next awoke it was to find themselves deep in a dark cool cavern, and at first one of them spoke. Twilight was the first to rasp out, and to gain the attention of the males. Is that Anubis? But no when they came closer she realized that it was not anubis though they did certainty look like him. And they were stroking something very large. Her mother finally came too and spoke upon catching the last few words her daughter spoke of. No Twilight that is not anubis, I don't know who they are, but I think they mean business with what they are stroking. This is not the way I had hoped to introduce you to a male, but I think they are not going to give us much mercy.
Thread: Stealth and Skin (ObscurePeach x Fun_and_Games)

Life had not been easy for her. Not in any way. Would she even remember the time with her father? The man himself was little more than a ghost tall, a face lost in the hazy smoke of early memories, an impression of haughty attitude and anger for her mother that never seemed to have a purpose. Then, he was gone. The family's money had gone with him. Her mother said they had been decently well off, though she never explained how or why. She never wanted to dwell on the old days, never wanted to remember or dwell on what had been or could have been. She had been left, cut off, and cast away. That was the reality she lived with. She had lived with that by trying to keep her daughter alive. She had two children...her son had died less than a year after to the plague that came through the city, killing one in three. That time...him. Her mother had used what little favors and influence she had left to try and save him. In the end...she had even sold herself to a doctor who claimed to have the cure. He lied, but he got her for the night. Half broken, her mother had surrendered and simply started selling herself constantly to keep her daughter alive. That lasted until she died from her own disease, contracted from an unknown man some time on one of those endless nights. Then, it had been HER turn to work off her debt. Fortunately, she had managed to do so with a mop and bucket instead of on her back. The mistress of the brothel always thought she didn't have the right temperament for it, proven one day when she punched one of the patrons. That had cost the girl another year of servitude to pay it off...but none of the customers ever tried to touch her again. And now, the debt was paid. She was standing on the back porch of the brothel, the alleyway stretching to her left and right. This was the servant entrance, where the cruddy patrons to the establishment couldn't see the rotten meat and watered down ale that got delivered here. Didn't mean it was worse than the street out front....just a small bit narrower. Down here in the Poor Quarter of the town of Lakton, none of the streets were overly safe. But back here, this was the second layer. The place where you didn't go unless you had business. From now on, likely as not to be her home, unless she changed her stars. A strange feeling utterly possibility, and yet also...for the first time, on her own, and with no-one making sure a roof was over her head. It was all on her now, her future. Her survival. Everything.
Thread: Stealth and Skin (ObscurePeach x Fun_and_Games)

Aphria gripped what meager possessions she had. A ragged cloth bag one of the whores had bought her years ago, out of pity when she was left alone. Inside was what few clothes she had, a little food putrid but better than starvation and her most prized possession. It was a necklace her mother had once owned. Shed stolen it, convinced her mother their father must have taken it with him when she was looking for it to pawn off. She hadnt been able to stand not having something from before that bastard had left, and had hidden it away all this time. Even now, she didnt dare wear it. A filthy urchin with even a cheap piece of jewelry would be assumed to be a pickpocket. Not that she wasnt a pick pocket of sorts. She was good at remembering which patrons came with more money than just for a whore, knew which girls they requested. Once a month or so, she would hide under the bed and take a few coins when they were distracted. She had a fair amount more money than they thought she had by the time she she was ready to leave, but still not enough. She glanced over her shoulder as she began walking. She would miss some of the women. The ones who mothered her once she was orphaned. Who had distracted the patrons who leered at her until one day when one had slipped their watch and tried to stick his hand up her dress. The ones who let her cry on their shoulders after, though they didnt know that she was crying in shame of the arousal she felt when the man cornered her. She shook her head to rid herself of the memory. She needed more money before she could start tracking down her bastard of a father and she knew exactly where she was going to steal from. The doctor who killed her brother would pay for tricking her mother.
Thread: Stealth and Skin (ObscurePeach x Fun_and_Games)

There was a lifetime between that terrible day when her brother died and today. But, while some things faded with time or changed, other things remained painfully the same. Reputations were hard to kill, and the best con artists were the one who were also partly the truth. The doctor was no stranger around the poor quarter. His name was Whalen Blight, and he was well known as the best healer in the quarter a dubious distinction, all in all. But, he could cut limbs off to stop gangrene growing, and then burn it closed well enough to not let the person bleed out. He could dig an arrowhead out of a wound and then stitch it up, though infection was a 5050 proposition at best afterward. When you had that kind of credibility, when you then told someone you had the cure for the plague, people tended to believe you. Even afterwards, when your cure proved to be nonsense, it was easy enough to wave your hand, tell the survivors that the ones who died hadn't taken it properly and the ones that survived were because of his tonic...even if that was nonsense, more a matter of pure chance...and continue on. You could claim to be a great surgeon, butcher a man and end up killing him even more surely than the original problem, and then proclaim after that there was nothing anyone could have done. This...was Whalen Blight. And he had been doing it for over thirty years. Ever since his own master had given him the keys to the kingdom of healing arts, which he had then used to poison him before he had learned half of what the old man had really known how to do. But, he had taken over the man's business, which had earned him a pretty penny over the years. Oh, he wasn't rich. He was still in poor quarter. Maybe, if he had stashed away the money, he might be living comfortably by now. But he drank more than he should, and gambled when he wasn't drinking. He didn't whore much...too many women wanted to pay with their bodies in the poor quarter for him to need to do that. And when that didn't happen...well, a few of the right drugs, and he didn't have to ask anymore with women who came looking for help. Nasty, in almost everyway. Rumors of him were everywhere, but...sometimes, the poison couldn't be dug out, no matter how obvious and black the blood it was tainting. As such, he was not hard to find. He had an apothecary shop attached to a dank cell of an operating room where he did his dirty work. It was in the back of an alley, taking up the entire basement floor of a tannery mixed with a leather clothing shop above one more indication he didn't know what he was doing, for the stench and filth surrounding the tannery was surely the last thing a healer would want for his patients. He was rumored to live down there somewhere as well, so the basement area would have a living quarters as well. A miniature complex that she could raid and hopefully get a few funds while punishing him for what he had done, at least to her.
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Thread: Fx Male My Girlfriend Wants A Threesome?! (FFxM)

Bump! See more Hey everyone, come in and take a gander! I'm looking for something rather specific at the moment. The basic concept of the storyline is as follows Girl A and Boy B have been dating for a while and are in a loving and fulfilling relationship. However, boy B is a bit of a pervert okay, a HUGE pervert while girl A is rather prudish. Despite how much they care for another, boy B decides to break up with his significant other as the sex life isn't very fulfilling. Girl A however, is so head over heels in love with B, that she decides she would do anything to stay with him, even if it meant becoming someone that she isn't. B is a little hesitant initially, but seeing how committed she is, he decides to agree and slowly push his girlfriend into becoming the most satisfying sexual partner he could ever hope to have, fulfilling every naughty kink he has, no matter how she dislikes it at first. I'm looking for someone that can nail the personality of a man struggling with his need for kinky sex and his love and care for his girlfriend. Also, heavy preference towards him being an older and possible authority figure in her life teacher, father, uncle, older neighbor, best friend's father, ex boygirlfriend's dad etc. Okay with that out of the way, here are my rules - Typos and grammatical errors happen to everyone, but I'd appreciate it if they were kept to a minimum - My comfort range is 2-3 paragraphs depending on what is going on - I strive to post every day or at least every other day, but sometimes life happens, I will let you know if I'm away for longer periods of time though - I only play through PMs, no threads or Discord - All characters in the roleplay must be at least 18 years old without exception younger characters will be aged up - I exclusively use anime styled pictures to represent my character let me know in your introductory message if you have a preference for breast size, hair color etc! Last but not least, any of these kinks are always welcome, but are by no means a necessity - Vaginal oral anal - Romance, aftercare, intimacy - Slutty skimpy clothing cosplaying - Bimbofication - Sexual corruption - Height size difference - Public scenes - Videotaping - Toys - Petplay - Big cock - Lots of cum - Bulginginflation - Risk of pregnancy Kinks I will never indulge in Vore Scat Diapers Foul body odor Pubic hair Heavy BDSM themes wax, blood play, etc Looking forward to hearing from you! Hibiki Last edited Jun 20, 2023