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Thread: Mother's Boyfriend Experience

Stop it, Denise! Denise's little brother finally says, batting his sister's hand off his head. Denise is going to make a quip about how cute he is when he's annoyed, when the doorbell rings. I'll get it! she says, leaping to her feet. She pads barefoot to the door, and opens. She pauses for a moment as she regards the man on the other side, who looks like one of those 4050-something year old actors who try to play men half thier ages. Hi, she says. I'm Denise, Stephanie's daughter. You must be John. She opens the security door to admit her mother's boyfriend.
Thread: Mother's Boyfriend Experience

John heard somebody walking towards the door. He stares at the door until it open. He looks and saw a young female on the other side of the screen door. In his head he was like, maybe its her sister. John slowly steps inside the house and was welcomed inside. Hello I guess Stephanie told you a lot about me huh? John said being suprise that this young woman knew who he was. I got roses and chocolate for all of us He continues to talk as he hands Denise the chocolate and flowers. He slowly walks into the living room saying hi to the young guy and sat next to him. He watches him play video games. Oh Is that the new NBA 2K15 Game? He try to make conversation with the boy. About 2 minutes later, he stood up and walk into the kitchen. Hi babe John said to Stephanie in front of Denise. He walks towards Stephanie and began to slowly make out with her as she was cooking. What is for dinner? He said to Stephanie as he slapped her ass before taking a seat in the kitchen table.
Thread: Mother's Boyfriend Experience

Denise accepted the roses and chocolate, and took them to her mother. She turned around just in time to see John making out her mother. For a moment she finds herself staring with something half-way between disgust and jealousy. On the one hand, this guy was as uncouth as any high school boy she's every met, which is why she's never had a boyfriend, despite having such large breasts and a tight stomach. On the other, he's kind of handsome in that rugged, old manbad boy sort of way. She goes to sit at the table as her mother glides about the kitchen, describing the evening meal.
Thread: Mother's Boyfriend Experience

John saw the roses he got in the kitchen. John saw the young girl sitting in front of him as he waits for his food. So Stephanie he asked, is this your daughter I'm guessing since she looks just like you. At first, I thought she was your sister. He asked as he stares at Denise body. Can I have a drink by the way Denise since your mother busy? He said as he watch her get up and walk towards the kitchen to grab a drink for him. He watches her ass sway back and forth as she walked. It was a weird sign but John was feeling rather hot, not for his girlfriend but for her daughter. He tries to get the dirty image of his soon to be step daughter but couldn't remove any images of her being naked. He took a sip of his soda as she handed the drink to him.
Thread: Mother's Boyfriend Experience

Your 1 and only warning do not describe my characters actions before I take them.
Thread: Mother's Boyfriend Experience

demented-tiger said Your 1 and only warning do not describe my characters actions before I take them. Click to expand... okay got it.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

It had become a yearly tradition, where Cherise would come up from the south to visit her sister and brother-in-law during the summer and spend about a month with them. The two sisters had always been close, so any time they could spend together was time that the younger sibling wanted to invoke. And of course the brunette loved her sister too, but something else was drawing her in now... With each subsequent visit it seemed that her niece just grew more beautiful. Puberty was kind to that teen now, and if there was one thing that was known about Cherise was that she held a ravenous sexual appetite for inexperienced women even if they were related to her. Maybe her niece was old enough to feel the same way... The fit brunette stepped out of her car, dusting off her tight white blouse and then her black jeans. A big grin was on her attractive face, and she casually walked up the path to her sisters home with her bags in hand.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

Theresa was in her room, binge watching a romantic primetime drama she'd missed that spring, no thanks to her abnormally high class load. She was wearing a bright red crop top that showcased her smooth, flat stomach and bulging DD breasts and a pair of shorts. Her dark hair was tied in a ponytail. She was so entranced with her program, she was startled when her younger brother knocked on her door, and stuck his face into her room. Aunt Cherise is here, he said grimly. Theresa sighed and rolled over into a seated position. So the annual struggle began another month with yet another person squeezed into an already crowded house. The past few years, though, had been worse than most. Theresa felt a flutter in her stomach, like when Bobby May slow-danced with her at prom, as she remembered how lately Aunt Cherise seemed to be paying more attention to her each year. Her hugs seemed tighter and longer, and her comments, while flattering, often made Theresa blush. She wasn't sure if her brother sensed Aunt Cherise's changes, but he never quite had warmed up to her. Theresa still remembered how he used to squirm and cry, even as a baby, whenever Aunt Cherise had held him. Theresa reached over to smooth her brother's hair in a comforting guesture. I know you don't like these visits, but please try and be nice this year, she admonished him gently, as only an elder sister could do. Come on. Let's not keep her waiting. I told you we should have gone to the pool! her brother grumbled. Theresa ignored his quip, and slipped on her sandals. She gave her brother another playful pat for reassurance - although it was partially to reassure herself - and escorted him to the door. She paused to allow herself and her brother time to form up thier best enthusiastic grins, before nodding to prompt her brother to open the door. Hi, Aunt Cherise, both children said as they opened the door.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

Aha, my favourite niece and nephew. Of course you're my only niece and nephew, so you're my favourites by default... but the motion still stands, Cherise said, grinning at both of her sisters kids. She knew the boy wasn't overly fond of her, never really had been for whatever reason, but she didn't hold that against him. She was still his nephew and she loved him regardless... though not to the extent of Theresa. Now then, the busty redhead said, moving into the house and setting her bags down in the hall Since your parents aren't about, I can give you your gifts without your mother trying to make me feel bad. Cherise was quick to hand her nephew an envelope containing a gift card and a hundred dollars. She wasn't hurting for money, but how the hell was she to know what a teenage boy would like? After giving him his gift, she reached into her bag again and pulled out a breezy and fashionable ivory sundress for her niece. Expensive and well made, thank goodness she got it at a discount. There ya go, something special for my favourite beauty queen. I don't quite know your measurements, so I kinda had to do plenty of estimates.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

Despite his misgivings, Theresa's brother still managed to give Aunt Cherise a warm hug. He was genuinely pleased to recieve his gift, and gave his aunt another squeeze. Theresa couldn't help but smile at his antics. Although he was well into adolescents, her little brother exhuded an innocent and forgiving nature Theresa wished all boys would have. Bobby May still held a grudge against her after she accidently kicked his testicles when he tried to grab her boob. She'd only been trying to give herself some space. She'd thought he was nice, although now it was apperent what he'd hoped to accomplish by dating her. The miserable pig... Theresa's hug was a bit more hesitant. She simply put her arms over her aunt's shoulders and leaned in. The tips of her breasts barely touched the woman's body. She too was pleased with her gift. It's beautiful, she said, blushing slightly. Aunt Cherise's gifts were just as flattering as her comments. Not to mention, they always seemed to fit just right - a little small, but just as tight as Theresa liked them. She gave her aunt another hug.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

You know me dearies. I always try to make you both happy, Cherise replied. Despite being a little older than their mother, it seemed the aunt was still single and they had never heard much about her love life. Of course how was their mother to explain to the two of them that their kindly aunt was known to slather affection onto any teenage girl or college girl she could wrap around her finger? Aw thanks sweetie. I aim to please, she said, leaning now into her embrace. She kissed Theresa on the cheek, a little trace of red lipstick staining the pale flesh. Then she raised her bags and headed over to the basement where the spare bed was erected. Okay honies, I'm gonna set my bags down and then well we can get to catching up. And down the redhead went, her fit bum bouncing a bit with each passing step.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

Theresa had to admit, she was impressed by her aunt's strength. With the exception of her breasts, the woman was all muscle. Theresa herself wasn't fat, but certainly wasn't that strong. For one thing, she definitely didn't have abs - her tummy was as smooth and soft as a child's. She glanced down at her brother, who was greedily fingering his money. So, what are you going to buy me? Hey! he protested. It's my money! If you want something, hold a yard sale and clean out your closet. Theresa laughed and playfully pinched her brother's cheek. The two started for the living room, but her brother used his athlete's reflexes to break into a fast walk and take the only arm chair in the room. Theresa rolled her eyes at his antics. He could sometimes be as annoying and immature as he was cute and endearing. She herself sank into the overstuffed sofa. They waited for thier aunt.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

Now now, don't steal from your brother, Cherise called out in return, her voice echoing out of the basement. Those two... in some cases her Cherise and own sister had gotten along just like them. So quick to antagonise each other but then usually getting along again as best friends soon after. The redhead smiled at the memories, shook her head, and set her bags down on top of her springy mattress. Up she went then, jumping up two steps at a time as part of her workout routine, and then she padded into the living room. Alright kiddos, let's watch a bit of TV. If your folks ain't back soon, then trust me I'll make lunch. I trust my favourite beauty queen still likes my cooking? she asked, sitting down in one armchair and grinning over at Theresa. God she was gorgeous, a grown woman now... Niece or not, Cherise really wanted to tap that.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

Theresa giggled at Aunt Cherise's banter. She didn't mind Aunt Cherise's cooking, but what tickled her more was Aunt Cherise's continual use of the title, my favourite beauty queen. She knew she was beautiful, and was proud of it yet something about the way her aunt continually made that reference made her both excited and uncomfortable. She didn't say anything, instead letting her brother do the talking. Presently, her stomach gurgled as it approached the lunch hour. Her brother laughed, and bounced up from his chair. Someone's hungry! he joked, patting his sister's bare stomach, and giving it a quick rub - then a tickle. Theresa laughed and brushed him away. Stop that! she said, and pinched his side.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

Oho is that so? the older woman commended, now walking over to the younger brunette. She smirked and trailed two fingers over Theresa's bare midriff, and she proceeded to tut loudly. My my... you are running on empty dear. Hm, you should have told me when I walked in, or I wouldn't have wasted any time, the older woman said. Cherise pulled back, winked at her niece and carried on to the kitchen. Cherise considered herself to be a decent cook, as she so often found herself 'mothering' her sexual conquests and making them hearty meals after sex... but the skills could be applied to everyday cooking. She checked the cabinets to see what would be good for lunch, and after some fiddling with the oven she managed to turn the hob on and got to work frying some eggs. Hm... scrambled with... maybe I should make some bacon too?
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

Having her kid brother touch and rub her bare tummy was one thing. It was playful and innocent. Having a stranger - even if it was her aunt - was something else. It felt - strangely exhilerating. Almost erotic. Denise looked up at her aunt and gave her a shy smile. She remained in the living room while her aunt prepared lunch. She made no comment on Aunt Cherise's lunch menu, though her brother loudly cried out, Breakfast food for lunch? It's too late for that! Instead, Denise lightly ran her fingers across her belly, not realizing she was following the trail of her aunt's touch just moments before.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

Hm... fair point dear. Omelettes it is, the redhead called back, now moving about to gather the needed ingredients. She was quick and efficient in the kitchen, gathering what she needed and then forming he omelette with various spices, cuts of ham and some vegetable traces. It was an interesting concoction but she knew from experience that it was a fine tasting and filling meal. Her lovers had always loved it. Soon enough she served a large portion for each of them, setting them on separate plates at different ends of the table. Okay kiddos, come on and get it. It won't stay hot forever.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

Denise's brother started to make a face at the strange meal Aunt Cherise had concocted, but a reproachful look from Denise silenced him. She herself was a bit puzzled by it, but after a few bites, she dug right in. It was good, and it was filling. This is good, she commented. Way different from what Mom makes. She contentedly patted her tummy, the way she used to do when she was little, and ate good meals.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

Well I took home ec and your mom didn't, She replied with a cocky smile on her attractive face. Cherise started eating, moving at a leisurely pace and sucking her fork clean after each mouthful of food. Her lips, soft and plump, made for quite the pleasing spectacle when they puckered in that way. And if there was one thing Cherise was good with, it was her mouth. She finished soon after and set her plate and cutlery in the dishwasher. So what did you think of that? Not bad lunch eh? she asked, grinning.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

After lunch, Denise's little brother got bored, and shuffled off to do whatever adolescent boys did. Denise stayed to help her aunt with the dishes. That was very satisfying, she agreed. Too bad you don't have anyone you can share it with on a regular basis. You'd make some lucky guy a really great wife.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

I'm not that kind of woman my dear, Cherise replied, giving her niece a quick wink. With Denise's brother off doing his own thing, she felt she could be a little more open around the younger brunette. By that I mean I don't want a man. I'm only into ladies, she explained with a coy smile. Cherise slid the last plate into the machine and washed her hands of any residue before winking at her dear niece. I'm surprised your mother never told you as much. I was infamous for it in high school.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

Denise looked at her aunt curiously. She suddenly felt funny, as she remembered the way her aunt had caressed her stomach, and the way she constantly commented her body. Then again, she was her aunt, so that meant she didn't... I guess that's why Grandma and Grandpa never really talk much about you, or invite you to family gatherings, was all Denise could say. She fingered the bottom of her shirt, as if she were trying to pull it down over her tummy. That had the effect of showing a bit more cleavage. She wondered if she should go back to her room and resume her binge-watching or if she should go pester her little brother. For some reason, she was starting to feel a bit uncomfortable.
Thread: The Aunt {demented-tiger}

Cherise shrugged I try not to take it personally. They're from a different time ya know? And I'm sure on some level they still love me, she said simply. Really it had been some time and she had stopped caring about what her parents felt of her. She was hardly going to change her orientation, so no sense griping about it. Well, I'm gonna go unpack. I'll be in the basement if you need me dear, Cherise said. She strode off and headed to the basement door, strolling down toe wooden staircase to where her bed was located.
Thread: The Box Hummingbird Lives In (Mostly MxM and MxF)

I'm looking to play a submissive or switch male character for this plot bunny. I'd be happy with any sort of Dom you can come up with. Futas and Others are Welcome too! I'd also be willing to make my character a cunt boy for this. 1. My character is a young man with a smoking hot body that catches the eyes of many of the men in the gay bar he works at. He is very bold while he is working, however he is timid outside of his controlled environment. He is actually quite sweet, and a gentle soul, however dark his past was. He works as a stripper to take care of his younger brother, who is rather sickly. If you like fantasy maybe my character could be a nymph or something? ---1A Your character is the owner of the club where mine works. My character looks up to yours and is extremely grateful for the job, however my character is still struggling to make ends meet. Perhaps your character makes mine an offer he can't refuse? Or maybe yours just takes pity on mine and they grow to love each other? ---1B Your character is another stripper or owner for a rival club that comes in to see why the sales at his club decline on a certain night each week. When your character comes in there is a huge crowd gathered to watch my character's performance. As soon as your character sees mine, yours decides that my character must belong to yours. How will he get the sweet little stripper? ---1C Your character is a client that favors my character. Yours comes in for special lap dances all the time, and mine teases yours relentlessly only because that is his job. Your character eventually gets tired of just being teased and does a little digging, finding out about my character's sickly brother. Your character could then use the little brother to manipulate my character. Maybe yours offers to pay for the little brother's medical care and the expensive medicine he needs to get over his latest illness? ---1D Your character is a bartender that works at the same bar as mine and has been harboring a crush on the sweet stripper after having gone with him to buy new clothes for my character's new dance. Seeing the contrast with his flamboyant stage persona and his really sweet disposition outside of that make your character pine after mine, wanting to keep the stripper's sweet side to himself. ---1E Make a suggestion. 2 My character is a stripper for a gay bar. He is generally smiling and putting on a good show for all to see, during his act and his interactions with people, however he still has nightmares about his past and sometimes has to retreat to his changing room if something sets him off. One day your character finds the usually happy man scared, alone, and crying in his changing room. What will your character do? Kinks Non-con Consensual Blackmail Reluctance Any Not on the 'NO' List The NO List Consumption of Vomit, Urine, or Scat Vore Excessive pain In a nonsexual way
Thread: The Box Hummingbird Lives In (Mostly MxM and MxF)

Still searching... Pmemail me please! I'm feeling especially inspired now! Updates in a bit!
Thread: The Box Hummingbird Lives In

I'm looking to play a submissive or switch male character for this plot bunny. I'd be happy with any sort of Dom you can come up with. Futas and Others are Welcome too! I'd also be willing to make my character a cunt boy for this. 1. My character is a young man with a smoking hot body that catches the eyes of many of the men in the gay bar he works at. He is very bold while he is working, however he is timid outside of his controlled environment. He is actually quite sweet, and a gentle soul, however dark his past was. He works as a stripper to take care of his younger brother, who is rather sickly. If you like fantasy maybe my character could be a nymph or something? ---1A Your character is the owner of the club where mine works. My character looks up to yours and is extremely grateful for the job, however my character is still struggling to make ends meet. Perhaps your character makes mine an offer he can't refuse? Or maybe yours just takes pity on mine and they grow to love each other? ---1B Your character is another stripper or owner for a rival club that comes in to see why the sales at his club decline on a certain night each week. When your character comes in there is a huge crowd gathered to watch my character's performance. As soon as your character sees mine, yours decides that my character must belong to yours. How will he get the sweet little stripper? ---1C Your character is a client that favors my character. Yours comes in for special lap dances all the time, and mine teases yours relentlessly only because that is his job. Your character eventually gets tired of just being teased and does a little digging, finding out about my character's sickly brother. Your character could then use the little brother to manipulate my character. Maybe yours offers to pay for the little brother's medical care and the expensive medicine he needs to get over his latest illness? ---1D Your character is a bartender that works at the same bar as mine and has been harboring a crush on the sweet stripper after having gone with him to buy new clothes for my character's new dance. Seeing the contrast with his flamboyant stage persona and his really sweet disposition outside of that make your character pine after mine, wanting to keep the stripper's sweet side to himself. ---1E Make a suggestion. 2 My character is a stripper for a gay bar. He is generally smiling and putting on a good show for all to see, during his act and his interactions with people, however he still has nightmares about his past and sometimes has to retreat to his changing room if something sets him off. One day your character finds the usually happy man scared, alone, and crying in his changing room. What will your character do? Kinks Non-con Consensual Blackmail Reluctance Any Not on the 'NO' List The NO List Consumption of Vomit, Urine, or Scat Vore Excessive pain In a nonsexual way
Thread: Be my Big Breasted Bimbo?

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Thread: Be my Big Breasted Bimbo?

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Thread: Be my Big Breasted Bimbo?

I could get behind something like this, love all the kinks you listed 3