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Thread: Stolen! (Jack Stalker and BethanUK)

Anne moaned inwardly as the rhythmic movement of Mark's fingers between her legs was starting to have an effect. Ed had never made her feel so sexually excited as she did right at this minute. She still resolved to make Mark work for what he and she wanted and she thought by ignoring his questions he might have second thoughts. However suddenly Anne panicked as Mark deftly pushed his hand up and inside her leggings, his palm against her lower stomach. Her mind sharply back in focus catching Mark's final words ...your cunt is going to be telling me the truth as soon as I cram a few fingers into it. She knew it would be true. Her pussy, no sorry, her cunt was wetter than it had been in ages and as soon as Mark pushed his hand just a little lower he would know it too. Anne resolved that she didn't want that, well not just yet anyway, so thought she would deflect Mark by answering his questions. Ok you win, just take your hand away and I will take part in your stupid quiz. Anne didn't for a second expect Mark to do as she had asked and there was part of her that didn't want him too. Ed and I have our ups and downs like every couple. To be honest he is a bit immature with the way he is with his mates. But then again I suppose there are things about me that wind him up. Anne gulped before continuing she had never had anyone talk so openly and blatantly about sex. Ummm of course we have made love, why wouldn't we have? Our sex life is ok I suppose, I'm not sure what to compare it to. Anne laughed nervously as she realised that statement was going to come back to haunt her. I have never ever thought of you in a sexual way at all Anne lied. God you are way too old. Now take your hand out of my leggings and just drop me at mine. Anne felt herself trembling as she said this, partly nerves for summoning up the courage to lie so, but partly her body was beginning to betray her.
Thread: Stolen! (Jack Stalker and BethanUK)

As soon as Anne felt Mark's hand move downwards and his fingers part her pussy lips she knew he had won. She knew that as he pushed his fingers inside her he would tell instantly how turned on she was and how everything she had just said was a lie. Mark was right, she did want him to fuck her fuck her like she had never been fucked before. Mark's fingers were driving in and out of Anne's cunt with ease as she was so wet, wet for him. He was right again, she was a nasty slut who didn't deserve Ed, letting his own father use her for his own pleasure. At this moment though all she could think about was the pleasure she was about to enjoy. Mark's comparison of her to a prostitute also hit a nerve. She had sometimes imagined herself on a street corner turning tricks whilst masturbating herself to orgasm and here Mark was implying she was acting like one now. The station wagon pulled into Mark's drive with fingers still in Anne's sopping cunt. She was embarrassed beyond belief as Mark's neighbour stared at them as they drove in, feeling he would know immediately what was happening. Not only that Mark then engaged him in conversation whilst still finger fucking her. Oh god I so need this man to take me. Anne groaned to herself, knowing that she wouldn't have to wait long until he did. Mark pulled the car into the garage, the door closing automatically behind them. Anne gasped as her vagina was suddenly empty. When Mark told her to get out and move round to the front, she thought she knew what to expect.
Thread: Stolen! (Jack Stalker and BethanUK)

Mark got out of the car. It appeared that Anne was having trouble hearing or reacting. Either way she was still sitting in the car as he walked around the rear and came up to the passenger side. The inside of the garage was spacious enough, with space next to them for another car which right now was out in the hands of Edward. The front of the car also nudged up against a wall of power tools and to the sides were some work benches and crates. He ignored everything as he opened the door, snapped her free of her seatbelt and dragged her out of the car. He kept a firm hard grip on her shoulders as she span her about as though she were nothing more than a rag doll. He slammed her across the hood of the car, face down against the hot metal of the bonnet. His hands then immediately moved to her leggings, clawing and tearing at them. He seemed to become overcome with frustration at the pliability of the stretchy material for a moment, before he reached behind him to one of the work counters. Snatching up a blade he made a quick cut at the back of the waist, before grabbing at the material with both hands and casually tearing at it. The sound of shredding material filled the garage as he tore the leggings apart, leaving strands of the flimsy fabric dangling from her waist and knees as he tore open a gaping hole which exposed her ass and thighs all the way down to her calves. Satisfied with his work he unzipped his pants and allowed his erection to spring forth, the bulbous head already dripping with pre cum. The juices smeared against her ass cheeks, as it slapped down heavilly against them as he moved to take hold of her hips. His powerful hands dragged her about effortlessly, tugging her in front of him as he slid his fingers to her buttocks, prying them apart as he spat on her slit, before shifting his hips to bring his cock head up against her cunt lips. He wasted no time in forcing the hard helm between her cunt folds, powering a stroke into her exposed spit soaked gash in a single brutal thrust, the entire length stretching her vaginal tract wide as he ploughed it into her. Yessss. he groaned with a triumphant hiss. What do you say now, you fucking slut? What do you say now that your boyfriends daddy has his cock buried in your nasty young cunt? He forced his cock right in, hilting it within her narrow snatch and mashing his balls into her flesh as he buried himself deep in his sons girlfriend, finally laying his own claim on her tight clenching cunt.
Thread: Stolen! (Jack Stalker and BethanUK)

Anne was lost in thought for just a few seconds, but clearly it was too long for Mark's patience. The car door swung open and suddenly he was pulling her from the vehicle and then forcing her over the bonnet. This was hardly some of that old-fashioned romance that she had read about. The leggings that Anne had on were skin-tight and even she found them tricky to remove after a hard workout. Mark in his highly aroused and impatient state will have no chance she thought. This mistakenly led Anne to imagine that they could then go into the house, slip up to the bedroom and she would then undress herself for him. How wrong she was. She felt a hard metal blade against the small of her back and suddenly the waistband of her leggings lost all its elasticity. In almost the same instant Mark tore open the backside of them and Anne could feel fresh air rushing around her private areas. She tried to get up but Mark had a strong hand holding her down over the hood. Anne's now bare ass cheeks felt Mark's pre-cum smearing across them as his rock-hard penis pushed against her. Bizarrely Anne started thinking, I bet Mark never calls it his penis. I bet it is always his cock. It was almost as if Anne was having an out of body experience that the girl who was about to be violated by her boyfriends father wasn't Anne at all. She was merely there witnessing the whole thing. However she soon knew it was her body. Anne felt something large pushing between her cunt lips, larger than Ed felt when they made love. Mark's thick cock then forced its way right inside her, with no effort by him to take his time or to see if she was ok. It was just fortunate that she was so wet she thought, though clearly Mark knew she was and had planned for it to be so. Anne let out a moan as his cock filled her for the first time, but knowing it wouldn't be the last. Anne had by now worked out that when asked a question by Mark she should answer it. Between moans she replied, oh god Mark so this is what a real man's cock feels like? You are right this is nothing like when Ed is inside me. After some more gasps and groans Anne went on, Although it may be my cunt physically, you have just made it yours. Yours to do with what you want, when you want it.
Thread: Stolen! (Jack Stalker and BethanUK)

Mark shoved his cock right to the hilt in Anne's cunt, then left it there as he listened to her begin to moan. The huge girth stretching her vaginal tract wide, while the enormous length and bulbous helm pierced deep into her cunny. The entire shaft roasting her insides with its heat as the veins pulsed and the whole massive tube of flesh bulged and seared away, almost causing the juices awash in her cunt to sizzle with its presence. That's it Anne. Can you hear yourself moaning? Hell, you put up about as much resistance as some filthy slut out to lose her virginity on prom night. Everything I thought about you, well, it looks like I was right doesn't it? he hissed. He pulled back, sliding out of her and looking down at the stretched gash which strained to close behind him. Reaching down he rolled her onto her back, roughly cutting away what remained of her leggings with the blade, before tossing it behind him and taking a moment to admire her flesh. Then his hands were on her again, nails scratching at her flesh as he grasped her hips and dragged her into position, her dripping quim before his cock. No point fucking you from behind, it could be anyone then, couldn't it? I want to see who you're fucking Anne. I want you to know it's me. I want you to admit to yourself that you are a cock teasing slut who has seduced her own loving boyfriends father. A whore who wanted to fuck an older man. A whore who couldn't wait to get her soaking cunt wrapped around his cock. he growled as he drove his erection back between the sopping flaps of her snatch. With her bare ass cheeks on the hood, he stood still as she spoke. Then he began dragging her back and forth, onto and off of his cock as he fucked her. That's right Anne. You've got the idea. Your cunt is mine, and so are you. I want to hear you say it, I want to hear you tell me what a nasty little cheating slut you are. he told her with a smirk, looking down into her eyes. Now, show me your tits. Take off that jacket and top. he commanded. He moved his hands again, lifting her legs by the knees as he stood between them, sliding his hands down her calves to slip off her flats. I want you naked, stripped down so I can feast on every fucking inch of you. he told her, You look so fucking hot, fresh, gagging for it. Hell, I'm surprised you never made a move on me yourself. I guess you needed a man to show you your inner whore. he finished, cramming his cock back into her for a slow deep thrust, his cock so huge it tented her mound as it drove into her. Hurry up. he added fiercely, his eyes blazing with depraved lust.
Thread: Stolen! (Jack Stalker and BethanUK)

Anne knew she was beaten. First her body had betrayed her and now she had confessed how she felt to Mark. Without complaint or protest she slipped off her jacket and let it fall to the floor. Anne then pulled her vest over her head leaving just her sports bra on her nipples stiff, protruding through the soft material. She reached behind her and unclipped the back strap, before sliding the shoulder straps down her arms and off. All sense of embarrassment had gone. Anne was resigned to the fact that she was now Mark's fucktoy. She could feel Mark's eyes burning as he stared at her naked flesh. Her shoulders. Her legs. Her flat stomach. Her breasts, sorry tits. and finally her cunt. Yes her soaking wet cunt that until just a few seconds before was impaled on Mark's enormous cock and she knew it would be again soon. Mark, my cunt is your cunt Anne repeated. I am your personal whore. Please use me as you see fit. just as Mark's shaft stretched her wide open again. As Mark fucked her harder her moans became louder, even more so as he twisted and pulled her erect nipples. She felt both pain and pleasure as his fingers abused her buds, making the blood rush to them. As Anne began to approach orgasm, she knew that her life would never be the same again.
Thread: Cat Trap (w/Celebstars)

At a glance, the building was just another crumbling downtown apartment complex. Maybe some people noticed that the tenants kept strange hours, but in Gotham it didn't pay to stick your nose into such things. However, according to the intel, they weren't the crooks and gangsters that most people expected--almost the opposite. The 'tenants' were actually a live-in security force for the vault in the basement. Aside from three stories of guards although none of them heavily armed had to keep up the facade after all the vault itself was pretty secure. Fingerprint scanners, pressure plates, laser grids, the works. And even if one did get in undetected, almost everything inside was too large to be carried out by a lone cat-burglar. Almost, but not quite, everything. The most valuable item in the vault wasn't heavy industrial equipment like the rest of it, but a single necklace. None of the info the master thief had gathered explained why this bit of jewelry was worth millions, but there were already buyers eagerly bidding on an item that hadn't even hit the market yet.
Thread: Cat Trap (w/Celebstars)

Standing on the rooftop opposite the apartment complex, the woman surveyed the area using some binoculars which allowed her to see thermal imaging. There were a lot of bodies on the third floor as well as the second and first, at least ten on each. Selina couldn't see down in to the basement though, not to worry, she liked surprises. Swinging on to the targeted building, her heels landed on the roof and clapped against the hard surface as she walked towards the door. It had been padlocked from the outside, but that wasn't something to stop her. A simple swing down with her right heel smashed the chain to pieces before she smiled to herself. Now was the moment she had to be very careful, although she was highly skilled, she wouldn't be able to take out everyone at once. Stepping down each step, Catwoman placed the binoculars on and saw two men in the corridor, the other eight were in various rooms. When she saw that both their backs were turned to one another, she placed the gadget on her belt around her waist and went on to the landing, following the one to the left. As he turned a corner, Selina followed, jumping on his back and twisting his neck before making her way down to floor number two.
Thread: Cat Trap (w/Celebstars)

The second floor only had one guard patrolling in the hall, though her last thermal imaging check had shown two pacing the floor below. Whatever her plan, though, she would have to move fast, before the fallen guard on the floor above was noticed--a matter of minutes, at most. Sorry for the short post. Hope I gave you enough to work with.
Thread: The Suicide Squad - A reimagining - WithTheDecker and OstrichFromJoust

Lookie hea', new blood, a woman said quietly, sitting backwards in a chair, arms leaning on the backrest as she leaned it forward a bit to look. She had blonde hair, pulled into pigtails, pale skin, and wore the same basic orange jumpsuit, marked with an A logo, as the rest of the residents of their humble abode. The real striking part of her appearance was the look in her deep blue eyes, something off, something violent, something...well, call her crazy and you probably wouldn't like the results. Depending on the day, of course. That was perhaps the best way to describe it, that look, that you had no idea what you were in for when speaking to her. The other woman in the room sat on the other side of it, far from the others. While the blonde seemed happy, almost excited about all of this, the dark haired woman looked to be pissed at the world. There wasn't much mystery to her gaze, it was simply full of anger, annoyance, perhaps disgust with anything and everything that was going on. She had a short pixie-cut of black hair, piercing green eyes, and she was lithe, toned, skinny. The other people down in their hell hole seemed to almost be all right with being here, or at least weren't wearing their emotions on their sleeves. This woman, most likely who Waller had referred to as 'the cat,' was making her discontent known. Her arms crossed, a dirty glare to the woman when she'd brought the new guy in, constantly looking around their prison for something, a way out most likely. The blonde moved, feet coming onto the seat of the chair, almost walking up the chair as it came down to the ground with a 'thunk' for her to keep walking. It would be hard for her to not make some kind of statement or show out of everything she did. Hiya, sweetie, she said, giving a bright, white-teethed smile as she approached Jacob, taking some steps around him to observe him, take him in. Whatya you in for? Somethin' fun or somethin' weird? Or both? she said, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow in front of him. She was very interested in him, while the dark-haired woman simply sat off to the side. Her glance was cast in their direction, but still that deep glare.
Thread: Manual vs. Automatic Vehicles?

Which do you prefer? Manual with the three pedals and shift gear or Automatic with only two pedals and the prindle? I'll take my pick. Manual. Sure, even if it is difficult to drive a manual in the city with the heavy traffic here in the heart of the capital of our country, I still say I like the control. It also makes sense too!
Thread: Quantico RP MxM MxF MMF MFF [Updated June 7]

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Thread: 3 of my stories

Some of my stories that I have either authored or coauthored. All have transgender elements, due to the basis of the site. Comments, questions, concerns?
Thread: 3 of my stories

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Thread: Search Thread (F/M, F/F, M/M)

Iko said I already have a couple rps going right now and are only looking for maybe one or two more partners, ideally somebody who'd be willing to delve into more darker and taboo topics because I'm really craving one or two of those right now. Starting off, here is a link to my F-List. If it appeals to you feel free to read on further. What I'm generally looking for So basically what I'm looking for is a mature rp, duh. Although I say I want a mature one, what I'm really looking for is something complex and intriguing with a good plot and realistic characters, rather than sex driven or smut based story. I want to know why characters act they way they do, their emotions, thoughts, goals, etc. Thus I'd prefer if my partner has at least a basic grasp of the english language and writes around 2 to 5 paragraphs regularly. Writing only two paragraphs is understandable occasionally though less is not encouraged and one-liners are not exactly my cup of tea either. Though of course length isn't everything, quality over quantity. Topics and Genders Now what kind of rp am I looking for exactly? I can do either ff, fm or mm but I, generally speaking, prefer to take the more submissive role. I don't think this needs to be said, but just in case, while I prefer the more submissive role I don't really intend to play a helpless doormat. I usually try to depict my characters as realistically as possible and more often than not my character would either deny their submissive side or refuse to get intimate with anybody they don't deem worthy. But of course that always depends on the rp itself and its circumstances. Also, in terms of actual kinks and such, I prefer darker and taboo stuff mostly. While I can do vanilla rps and cute romances, I usually don't enjoy them as much because, for me, rping is a way to explore the darker corners of my mind and I don' really want to simulate something I can just do in real life. PairingsSettings I more or less have plot ideas for any of these themes and pairings so if any of them catch your eye just let me know. - Modern - Historical - Light Fantasy - Drama - Horror - Slavery - Grit - Powerplay - Poverty - MasterPet or Slave - FatherDaughter or Son - TeacherStudent - OrphanCaretaker - Siblings - RunawayRich Man - AdventurerSquire - Elves - Mad ScientistSubject - SuperheroineVillain - Serial KillerObsessed Fan - Celebrity Manipulative Manager or family - Mental Disorders Plots To be honest, while I do have a number of plotbunnies, especially for the pairings I listed above, I don't really feel like posting them all right now, maybe at a later time. Fandoms - Song of Ice and Fire - TLA or LOK - Black Butler - Star Wars Not really particularly knowledgeable about it but I do like the setting That's about it actually, so to summarize Yes - Literate - DominantConfident partner - Plot-twists - Character Development - DarkTaboo Topics Ageplay, Violence, Abuse etc. - Either Gender No - Smut-based - One-linersOne paragraph - Cybering - Instant Message Rps Would love to hear back from you guys. Click to expand... Happy to play more than oneRPat a time if you're not getting good responses
Thread: Open Skies, Smoking Guns(Myself x F R O S T)

In a fractured land, where countries bare fangs and blades at one another with alarming frequency, the majority of settlements are scattered through the skies, floating islands held aloft by magic we have hardly begun to understand. In the throes of this magic, technology works overtime to compete, birthing beasts of wood and metal, held aloft by technology and magic, filled with cargo, lined with guns. Merchants use them to transport loot, ill gotten or otherwise, leaving them ripe to be redistributed by other interested parties. The skies are dangerous, filled with ships of uncertain loyalties. Pirates strike without hesitation, without mercy. Soldiers prowl for enemy scouts, or for the unguarded to prey upon when unsatisfied with their pay, or pirates to bring to the justice of a blade or bullet for reward and recognition. An ambitious, up and coming Pirate Captain has engaged a merchant ship and her escort, disabling both in short order and setting about bringing the crew of the merchant vessel to capitulation. Surprised when soldiers burst from below deck, she sics her secret weapon on the ship, while turning her full attention to a small gunboat intent on crippling or destroying her vessel. As the engagement continues, time will tell its outcome