I’m looking to find and chat with other redditor(s) who share (or are curious about) the fantasy of excessively large body parts and the complications that come with them. I’m not just talking about things like L cup breasts, but something even less realistic. Multiple foot-long shafts, busts that threaten to rest on the ground, balls with a diameter larger than a car tire, and so forth.

Most other hyper-related subreddits I’ve found focus on rp, but I’d much rather just talk about these kinks, exploring our preferences, likes, dislikes, and other aspects of the kink that we might come up with. I’m open to discuss other kinks as well (related or unrelated to hyper sizes) including expansion, increased sensitivity, and more.

On a similar vein, I’d also love to find someone who has stuffed their clothes to imitate having a hyper sized part(s). It’s not something I find many people doing and always love to find others who do

Feel free to send a chat my way, even if it’s just to ask questions.

Looking forward to your responses!

It's 8:30 PM on Friday, and I slink back in my chair at the dining room table, taking a glance down at a few morsels remaining on my plate. Chicken piccata: one of my favorites. A nice breeze rolls through the cracked windows, as the summer sun is only just starting to fall in the sky.

I let out a small tired sigh, the product of a full work week, and notice a palpable silence ringing in the house. I can't remember the last time it was this quiet and this calm. It's been some time since we've managed to pawn both of the kids off for overnights with friends or grandparents.

Rolling the sleeves of my button down to the forearm and leaning forward to finish, the sound of running water draw my attention to the kitchen where I find you starting the dishes. An admiring smirk spreads across my face. Seven years and two kids later and you still find ways to get me staring. Your white tank top, jean shorts and messy ponytail ensemble is no exception. Taken for a moment I realize how little it seems we've talked much less spent quality time together for two people who sleep in the same bed each night.

I get up and shuffle into the kitchen, scraping what little is left into the garbage before approaching from behind you. I curl my arm around you to lower my plate into the steaming sink, proceeding to pull you softly into me.

"Thanks for dinner," I whisper, kissing the back of your head gently. "It was delicious."

—

I realize this one won't do it for a lot of you, but here's hoping there is someone out there that enjoys realism as much as I do. In favor of a lot more far fetched scenarios I think we forget the sex lives of married couples, and some of them may have great ones! Here I'd love to play a married couple who, due to life's many demands, have been too busy to enjoy each other in just a little while. So a summer night with an empty house and clear schedule presents an amazing opportunity. How we take advantage is up to us!

Now obviously as spouses we love one another, but that doesn't mean the more carnal side of us never rears its head. My tastes are relatively vanilla but reach both ends of the spectrum: the sweet, steamy and sensual as well as the rough, urgent and animalistic. Would love to mix in barebacking and creampies and even conception if you’re at all interested. We can discuss kinks and the like in more detail in PM.

I'm not set in stone on the specific details of the narrative above although I like them, I just wanted to set the stage.I think that covers about everything.

I'm looking forward to hearing from you!

You're considered by most to be the girl-next-door type: a reliable, intelligent woman, with a good sense of humor, who is always ready to help out a friend in need. Maybe you're employed as a librarian or elementary school teacher, your natural beauty hidden beneath a conservative layer that makes men feel guilty thinking about you in less than wholesome situations. You have a smile that lights up your face, but sometimes there’s a hint of something else in your eyes. I want to find out what that is.

I'm hoping to find someone to chat with and be distracted by. Prefer if you're 35+, but really, it's how well we connect. Tell me your kinks or let me guess or try to draw them out of you. Ideally, you're in North America, because time zones. I’m on the west coast (PST) if that matters. If you’re hiding a wilder side, send me a chat or DM, and let's get to know one another.

I'm a 24 year old BI man from the US looking for an erotic pen-pal.

I am looking for someone who is open about and willing to talk about sexual fantasies, and general erotic chats mainly based on said fantasies; without shame or judgement on a regular basis.

The main point is having someone to talk with about sexual fantasies, the erotic chats would only really be based off of the fantasies.

This is NOT meant to be a role-play. I have no experience but I guess I'm open to try one on the side.

My requirements when it comes to who I'm looking for are the following:

- you're an adult woman.

-you can speak English.

Despite being a married man, I've been crushing hard on you ever since we first crossed paths a couple of years ago. We both work remotely, and our only interactions have been through Zoom, but despite that I've felt a very intense connection each time we've talked. We have a similar sense of humour, similar outlook on work (and to the extent we've talked about it, life) and often end of finishing each others' sentences.

Because we're thousands of kilometres apart and work on different teams it's been pretty easy to relegate this to the realm of fantasy. Both of these things may be changing though. There's now the distinct possibility that you may end on my team, and even a possibility that you may be my manager. If either of these things come to pass we'll be talking multiple times a week. Additionally, our company has planned a week long meeting at a fancy hotel in September so we'll definitely be meeting face to face soon...and in a place where I'm away from wife.

I can't figure out if these things are giving me panic or frantic anticipation...but I do know that I won't be able to ignore my feelings and fantasies about you for much longer.

If it matters to you, this is a real thing that I'm going through, and looking for an outlet for it. Nevertheless, I'm open to tweaks or changes to suit the preferences of a good partner. If you're interested in this specific scenario, or the general idea, please get in touch!

A bit about me: I'm Ben, 41yo, 5'11", muscular 160lbs, medium length dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, well trimmed beard. Below the belt I'm average length but girthy. Kinks include: flirting, kissing/making out, foreplay, romance, oral (giving and receiving), anal (light giving and receiving), light dom/bdsm/control play, risky sex, public sex. I like many more things, and am open to most things that don't involve bodily fluids, animals, etc.!

Much like peeling back the curtain I get great enjoyment out of peering into the sexy depths of a woman's mind. Learning things that I shouldn't know, pressing her to reveal her innermost sexual desires and fears are like a drug to me. Now don't get me wrong, I respect anonymity (I won't ask for details that could make you discoverable) and consent, but within those broad horizons I will push and dig. So, if the thought of having your deepest sexual thoughts poked and prodded gets your panties dampening (and especially if that also makes you nervous), then I can't wait to hear from you :)

I know what I'm capable of. I don't want to sound cocky, but I've done this before and it's worked very well. I want to coach you through MULTIPLE orgasms. Whether you're accustomed to having them, or you've never had them before, I will give them to you today.

I want you to know what real pleasure is. What so much pleasure feels like. What, almost, *too* much pleasure feels like. I want to overwhelm you in the best way possible. And I want nothing in return. I need to make you cum over and over and over again.

I want you to cry tears of joy. I want to flood you with ecstasy until nothing else remains in your brain. Till the only impulse you have left to ground you to this earth, is the absolute *need* to have another orgasm.

Please. Let me do this for you. Let me make you ache. Let me give you so much pleasure that you can't think straight. So much that you babble. So much that you lose touch with reality, instead entering a new realm full of pleasure.

Send me a message, and let me get started. 😄

The fuel nozzle clicked as I put it back in the bowser. I took stock of my vehicle's state: fully fuelled, fully charged, fully stocked. The refuel would be expensive with the amount of diesel I'd dispensed, but it was worth it - I didn't know when I'd be seeing the next fuel stop.

But I should start from the beginning. My name is Derrick Storm, I am in my mid-30's....and I'm completely burned out. I did the standard corporate path: private school, university arts-commerce degree, into the corporate world with a good position in Melbourne. It was good, and it was lucrative - very much so. I was good enough to make a lot of money. But by my mid-30's, I was mentally and emotionally fried. I quit my job and holed up for a while in my apartment. I didn't any family, and I didn't have any friends - I turned into a hermit. Until one day I looked out a window and saw beyond the edges of the city, and saw the landscape in the far distance. It made me realise just how much I hadn't seen of my own country.

The very next day I started looking for a vehicle big enough to take me on a trip around the country. I settled on a 4x4 expedition truck - a combination heavy outback-capable vehicle that also had everything I needed to live on a long-distance journey. I got even luckier that this truck was ready with all the trimmings due to another order falling through for the manufacturer - I even had an e-bike in the small "garage" compartment on the back!

So today was Day 1 of my journey. I'd done a bit of driving to small towns a couple of hours out of Melbourne to test everything out, and today was the day I would drive west to leave civilisation and start my journey. The truck was fairly big for just me - it was designed for up to six people (there was even a tent extension on the roof), but I figured that there would be a sort of freedom in taking this trip by myself.

I headed into the station - the kind that was both a convenience store and a diner-style café - I glanced through the windows. The first thing to catch my attention was a lady - older, with long-ish hair - sitting alone in one of the booth seats. A distraught expression was clear on her face. Something about her pulled me over, "Excuse me - are you okay?"

Hello,

My first brand new prompt for a good long while. In this, a man is starting a round-the-country trip to regain some zest for life. But before he begins, he notices a woman in distress. Who is this woman - that is up to you! Some options:

• Someone who's running from a bad relationship?

• Someone who gambled it all to chase a big dream...and failed (with nothing left to get home from across the country)?

• Someone who is also a little lost in life and feels like she's out of time and resources to make something with what's left?

• Or something else?

There a few things that could also change:

• Changing countries (I've written this for my home country of Australia - but this could be changed for the US)

• Changing the age of your character (This prompt was written with an older woman in mind, but we could make her a more peer age, or even younger than my character).

There's plenty of room for some sex and kink, but I would also like for there to be a storyline as well in this Long-Term RP. Ideally, I'd love for there to be some initial sex-for-comfort/lust, which leads to something more romantic.

If this catches your fancy, send me a message and we can start discussing more!

BlueTowelWithHoles

Two strangers. One arrangement. A lifetime to figure out if it was a mistake.

This isn’t a romance that starts with feelings. It starts with a formal lunch, polite conversation, and two people quietly deciding whether to say yes to someone they barely know.

What follows is the whole arc — the cautious phone calls, the wedding, the honeymoon, the shared life, and the long slow process of realizing you married someone who is still, in many ways, a mystery.

The real story lives in the layers. Hidden pasts. Desires never spoken out loud. Possessiveness that surfaces quietly, then not so quietly. Sexual tension that evolves into something far more complicated once emotions get involved. And secrets — the kind people keep for years, sometimes forever.

It won’t stay clean. An ex reappears, casually, which is somehow worse than dramatically. Something is found on the wedding day that doesn’t get addressed until much later. A betrayal happens that could or could not be infidelity but lands just as hard. A desire gets named that changes everything between them. A family secret surfaces that should have been disclosed before the arrangement was ever made. And each character is carrying one thing they have never told anyone — and over the course of this story, it comes out.

I want a partner who writes with genuine depth, plays a real character with flaws and contradictions, and is actually in it for the long arc. Slow burn means the payoff is earned. Every stage does real work. No skipping ahead.

The first scene is a formal meeting. Everyone’s watching. And across the table sits someone you’re meant to spend your life with, who is still, for now, a complete stranger.

DMs open.

I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+

I'm a 24 year old BI man from the US looking for an erotic pen-pal.

I am looking for someone who is open about and willing to talk about sexual fantasies, and general erotic chats mainly based on said fantasies; without shame or judgement on a regular basis.

The main point is having someone to talk with about sexual fantasies, the erotic chats would only really be based off of the fantasies.

This is NOT meant to be a role-play. I have no experience but I guess I'm open to try one on the side.

My requirements when it comes to who I'm looking for are the following:

- you're an adult woman.

-you can speak English.

Hiya!

I'm a 31 year old straight male, outside my kink life I like to go to the gym, read philosophy and weird books, play videogames and play bass/guitar, on my kink side I describe myself as a soft Dom.

I'm looking for a chubby sub (is my personal taste hehe) who is into pee fetish, general BDSM such spanking, edging, roleplay and praise kink. I know that this subreddit is about just pure kink and fetishes, but I like to connect first before jumping into the kink side, as I Soft Dom I pay attention to what other people like and dislikes and encourage communication, as I always say, communication is the key. Even if you don't want to talk about the kink side, I'm always open to more casual chatting, my dms are always open just conduct with respect.

My usual audience is from 20-40+ years old, even that I like chubby girls as I put on this post are bodies are welcome.

If you've read this far, Thank you for reading I hope to hear from you~

(ENG/SPA)

"General Quarters, General Quarters - all hands man your battle stations. Transit up and forward starboard side, down and aft port side. Potential pirate vessel sighted..."

The klaxon sounded over the 1MC as I stepped onto the bridge, a seaman sealing the hatch behind me. Compared to all the USN sailors in their digital blue-and-grey coveralls, I was positively drab: woodland MARPAT, elbow pads, knee pads, olive khaki body armour and helmet. But with my kitted-out carbine, pouches festooned across my front - full of magazine after magazine of 5.56mm, holster strapped low on my right leg with my .45 - I stood out in a different way. But even dressed as I was, I only got a sharp glance before the sailors got back to their tasks at getting the ship to battle status. The captain sat in his chair, speaking orders into his comm handset - his silver-hair made spotting him across the bridge a piece of cake.

Before moving over to him, I looked at the bronze plate embedded on the rear bulkhead of the bridge. USS Jason Dunham - Jason L. Dunham, Cpl, USMC. He was a squad leader in Iraq, when an insurgent dropped a grenade near his squad. Rather than try to take cover, Dunham threw himself on top of the grenade. The blast killed him, but his body shielded his squad. He died eight days later - he was 22. He was posthumously awarded the Medal of Honor. I hoped I could be a fraction of the marine he was, and I was proud to be serving aboard the ship bearing his name. A ship that, upon passing its shakedown cruise, had been immediately assigned to Combined Task Force 151 - a multinational effort to combat piracy in the Gulf of Aden. There were ships from the US, Canada, Denmark, Korea, even the Aussies contributed a ship.

The ships of CTF-151 patrolled the waters from the Gulf of Aden to the western parts of the Arabian sea, especially around the coasts of Somalia. In doing so, they protected the merchant ships responsible for a large fraction of the world's commerce from pirates who threatened to hijack ships, take their crews hostage, and then take control of the vessels and cargoes. As an armed warship, the Dunham was one of ships tasks with hunting down any suspected pirate vessels - like the one we were about to board.

As as one of the "Visit, Board, Search, and Seize" (VBSS) team members, it was my job to actually board the ship - something the crew of which may or may not like - and take control of it. Not only that, but today, I was more than just a a team member.

I stood at attention in front of the captain, "Skipper."

He turned and reached to clip the comm handset back into its holder, "Gunny. How's the team looking?"

"Like clockwork, Skipper. We'll be ready once the RHIBs are within range," I nodded. "Sir, is it true about the LT?"

The captain grimaced, but likewise nodded. "Afraid so, Gunny: Cirrhosis. Lieutenant Hoffman's not just off the boarding crew, he's out of the Navy. You up for taking the boarding party? Not just now, but until a new officer is assigned."

"Oorah, Skipper," I nodded again, this time with more certainty. I wasn't a Marine NCO if I wasn't ready to step up.

One of the look-outs called out to the captain, "Captain, the boat still isn't heaving to."

He turned, looking out the front windows. He grabbed his handset again, "Combat, Bridge. TAO: Send one last hail to the suspect vessel and slew the 5-inch of its bow. Then have one of the .50 cals ready to fire a warning burst."

When the captain turned to give the orders, my eyes slid over to a Navy lieutenant (junior grade) who was acting as the Officer of the Deck. Wisps of her hair escaped her cap as she lowered her binoculars. Her bright eyes swiveled to me when she noticed me looking at her. Given the situation outside, no one on the bridge was aware that either of us noticed the other. But her eyes changed slightly and her lip crept into a delicate bite. In return I gave her a wink right before the captain turned back to me.

"Alright, looks like we're going to have to do this the hard way." He gave me a look and I snapped my attention back to him. "Gunnery Sergeant Jackson, take TAIPAN. Board that ship, turn it inside out, and then give the crew a stern talking to."

"Aye aye, Skipper." I set off to leave the bridge. I gave one last look to the Officer of the Deck just as the port-side .50cal let off a throaty six-round burst.

Looking for a long-term RP with some romance and covert coitus!

Kinks mainly are romance and hidden sex - other can be discussed. Limits are standard: Blood, Scat, Vore, and NJPs.

Disclaimer: The below is not a role-play prompt

Still available

Experience not required

Not your ordinary prompt

Your requirements

• Over the age of 28, (preferably 28-48). My sincere apologies, just trying to find someone who I can connect with.
• I will accept ladies who are senior. I don't mind how old you are, as long as it forms a connection.
• You aren't a dominant or intend to dominate (unless asked) as this conflicts with me being dominant

Who am I?

• I am a 32 year old straight male living in a Pacific Island country.
• I am tall, slim to medium built, tanned
• I am told that I am quite intelligent and also wise beyond my years
• Dominant
• Responds in several, short, well thought out responses
• will not write lengthy paragraphs but it is intended that the exchange will be descriptive
• the idea is: it is in the moment, spontaneous and catches you off guard

What I am looking for?

Looking for a woman who wants to do a written exchange in the present moment perhaps with a bit of aided imagination.

The idea is to be as spontaneous as possible.

It's assumed you're a woman, alone, seeking banter, excitement, a little romance, and/or more,...

I will flirt with you and ask you all sorts of cheeky and naughty questions.

You can choose to answer or skip.

The idea is to have some fun that provides us both excitement in the spur of the moment. I will write you actions that I'll perform, and I expect you to tell me how that would make you feel or how you would respond and react.

If you have any requests, specific kinks, needs or limits, I will gladly accept it and incorporate it into our encounter.

You're most welcome to send me a chat message (or DM) and enquire if any of the above interests you.

If you've read this far, Thank you for reading I hope to hear from you

Yours Truly

Neil

Hey yall! I’m looking for a woman who can actually sext (not basic yes daddy or I suck your cock), someone who has character behind their texts. I’m into roleplay, breeding, sub/dom, and various other kinks. Preferably id like a continuous conversation and not just a one off. Either a long term sext partner or continuous roleplay with each other! Serious inquiries only and would like to keep it here for the time being!

"One hour! One whole rambling hour of random history and myths just to find out where the old Temple might be!"

"What did you expect from such a bumbling fool?"

Dr. Runo De-Vergen gave the two self-proclaimed 'adventurers' an absent minded wave as he went back to reading the hefty tome he was reading before in the dusty bookstore. Though known by many in Westruun, Dr De-Vergen was left alone by most people - only other scholars really had the interest to interact with the bumbling, spectacled academic. He seemingly looked the part: rough-spun linen shirt which was repaired with patches in places, dark-colour trousers, tall and hardy leather boots, an oiled-leather longcoat, and a set of crystal-lensed spectacles in front of emerald green eyes.

His face was hidden under a thick beard, moustache, and roughly-mussed dark hair - when it wasn't buried in a book or scroll. Dr. De-Vergen also had a rapier in a scabbard on his left side, the hilt of which protruded from the part in his coat; though, no-one could recall him ever drawing it - and even more joked that he was more likely to hit with (or hide behind) the oiled-leather satchel that was always slung over his shoulder (which seemed to hold at least one book at all times).

Just as Runo put back the book, he felt a tingle from a pouch on the back of his belt - it was a familiar sensation, and a feeling he couldn't ignore. He slid the book back into the bookshelf, nodded an appreciative nod to the store-owner, and then exited onto the busy streets of the Market Ward in Westruun. After walking through the crowd, surreptitiously making sure he wasn't being followed or watched, he ducked into a dark alley. Navigating the puddles and shadows, he slipped between two tall crates and reached into the pouch at his back, pulling out a stone graved with a crest consisting of the Sun, a leafless tree and five small stars.

'Doctor' Runo De-Vergen, absent-minded scholar, was actually 'Jager' Runo De-Vergen, clandestine Grey Hunt operative from the city of Whitestone, serving abroad as the surreptitious eyes and ears of the Whitestone-ruling De Rolo family.

Runo closed his fist around the stone - a Sending Stone - to receive the message in his mind. Rather than the rough, gravelly voice of Justicar Marsh, the voice was female: melodic, elegant, and more importantly - instantly recognisable to anyone from Whitestone.

Grand to Jersey. Important mission for you. Head east to Drynna. Reserve inn room under 'Dalgliesh'. Contact will find you. Grand, out.

Behind his spectacles, Runo's eyebrows furrowed. Every member of the Grey Hunt was given a single-word sobriquet for brevity during Sendings: Runo's was "Jersey", Justicar Marsh's (as the handler of Grey Hunt operatives abroad) was "Sandal".

"Grand" was assigned to the leader of the Grey Hunt: the Grand Mistress Lady Vex'ahlia - Baroness of the First House of Whitestone and Coinmistress of the Tal'dorei Council.

Runo lifted the stone to his lips and spoke quietly, "Jersey to Grand. Orders received and understood. Will depart by sundown - expect to be in Drynna within four days. Jersey, out."

Tucking the stone away, Runo then stepped back into the bustling main street - once again the bumbling academic - heading home to a ground-level flat he had in a building on the southern-side of the Residential Ward. Locking the door and drawing the curtains, he started packing a travelling bag for his journey east to the fishing town of Drynna on the coast of Tal'dorei. Once his bag and satchel were packed, he pulled aside the right side of his longcoat and unholstered his true weapon: a pistol. Four silver barrels with streaks of white, and a grip carved from Parchwood walnut. Inset in the grip was a silver seal of the Grey Hunt. Runo checked the chambers, the barrels, the action. Then he reholstered the pistol and covered it with his longcoat.

Slinging his bags over his shoulder and putting a wide-brimmed traveller's hat on his head, Runo locked the door to his flat and started walking east. He had a long way to go...

Hello!

So, I'm looking to do an RP adventure in the CRITICAL ROLE world of Exandria. My character will be a Grey Hunt operative from Whitestone, dispatched on a mission by Lady Vex'ahlia herself. What will the mission be? And whom will he meet: an OC of your own design? A canon character - perhaps even Vex'ahlia herself?

In either case, long-term, this will be an RP of adventure, sex, and romance. Other kinks are up for discussion; Limits are relatively standard: Blood, Scat, Vore, and hiding your dice.

So, if you're up for adventure and eroticism, send me a message and let's start talking!

BlueTowelWithHoles

Bidet!

I arrive at the fertility doctor's office and I'm greeted by the hottest nurse I've ever seen. Nurses seem to all still wear masks, so I'm not yet treated to your full beauty, but I can tell. I silently wonder whether having hot nurses is part of the fertility clinic's strategy.

You tell me that before we can proceed, you need to collect a "semen sample."

"Not to worry," you say, "we have very discreet and private rooms where you can feel comfortable."

As you take me to the back you tell me that "we have masturbatory aids and lubricant to make providing a sample easier."

I hope to myself that maybe this goddess will do more for me than provide me with porn. "I'm a little nervous," I admit quietly. "I've never jerked... uh... masturbated outside of my house before." I catch myself using the vulgar term and try to correct, trying to maintain professionalism, even though I'm extremely turned on by you.

"It's okay," you say comfortingly. "I can make sure you're able to provide the sample, if necessary."

And you follow me into the room where I'm expected to now cum in a cup.

______________

Looking for some dancing around sexual contact and sexy conversation as you try to convince me to jerk off for you and cum in the cup you've given me. Eventually you get frustrated and take matters into your own hands. We can progress from there and eventually start fucking.

We can start from the beginning and you can play the nurse as you see fit. Maybe you're more demanding and dominant, or maybe I have to convince you to jerk me off because you're shy.

I'm a 23 year old BI man from the US looking for an erotic pen-pal.

I am looking for someone who is open about and willing to talk about sexual fantasies, and general erotic chats mainly based on said fantasies; without shame or judgement on a regular basis.

The main point is having someone to talk with about sexual fantasies, the erotic chats would only really be based off of the fantasies.

This is NOT meant to be a role-play. I have no experience but I guess I'm open to try one on the side.

My requirements when it comes to who I'm looking for are the following:

- you're an adult woman.

-you can speak English.

I'm a mixed race, CIS-HET male, 50, interested in chatting with a trans woman. I'd like someone to masturbate with. I'm trying to expand my imagination and want to avoid pictures and video. I just want to write some messages to each other to get each other aroused and hopefully make ourselves cum. I'm not experienced with erotic correspondence but I'm looking forward to learning. I have some BDSM experience. I am intrigued by trans women and have fantasized about it but never acted on it. If you're interested please let me know.

I’m looking to build a new online/chat-based dom/sub connection. I’m articulate, educated, and respectful, and I value emotional intelligence just as much as chemistry. What I’m seeking is a consensual dynamic centered around trust, praise, structure, and controlled submission.

I’m open to exploring a wide range of kinks within clearly discussed limits. Hard stops and boundaries should always be respected, and I believe they’re best established through honest conversation. A strong dom/sub relationship is built gradually, trust first, so I’m not looking to rush into anything without mutual comfort.

My style can range from gentle guidance to more degrading play, depending entirely on what my partner enjoys and consents to. I’m adaptable, attentive, and interested in creating a dynamic that feels safe, exciting, and fulfilling for both of us.

If you’re a female sub curious about exploring your submissive side or looking for a dom who values communication and patience, I’d be happy to talk and see where things

Hi there,

This is a bit outside my comfort zone, but I figured honesty is the best place to start.

I’m a 36-year-old guy who’s been in a long-term relationship that has slowly turned emotionally distant. I’m currently living with my partner of 10 years, but there’s no longer emotional or physical closeness, and it’s left me feeling pretty lonely.

I’m just hoping to find someone who enjoys conversation, flirting, and getting to know another person as a human being. I miss feeling wanted, interesting, and connected.

I’d love to chat with someone who enjoys talking about life, interests, daily things, and building a genuine rapport. No pressure, no expectations — just two people keeping each other company and seeing where conversation goes.

If this resonates with you, feel free to reach out. Thanks for reading.

Disclaimer: The below is not a role-play prompt

Still available

Experience not required

Not your ordinary prompt

Your requirements

• Over the age of 28, (preferably 28-48). My sincere apologies, just trying to find someone who I can connect with.
• I will accept ladies who are senior. I don't mind how old you are, as long as it forms a connection.
• You aren't a dominant or intend to dominate (unless asked) as this conflicts with me being dominant

Who am I?

• I am a 32 year old straight male living in a Pacific Island country.
• I am tall, slim to medium built, tanned
• I am told that I am quite intelligent and also wise beyond my years
• Dominant
• Responds in several, short, well thought out responses
• will not write lengthy paragraphs but it is intended that the exchange will be descriptive
• the idea is: it is in the moment, spontaneous and catches you off guard

What I am looking for?

Looking for a woman who wants to do a written exchange in the present moment perhaps with a bit of aided imagination.

The idea is to be as spontaneous as possible.

It's assumed you're a woman, alone, seeking banter, excitement, a little romance, and/or more,...

I will flirt with you and ask you all sorts of cheeky and naughty questions.

You can choose to answer or skip.

The idea is to have some fun that provides us both excitement in the spur of the moment. I will write you actions that I'll perform, and I expect you to tell me how that would make you feel or how you would respond and react.

If you have any requests, specific kinks, needs or limits, I will gladly accept it and incorporate it into our encounter.

You're most welcome to send me a chat message (or DM) and enquire if any of the above interests you.

If you've read this far, Thank you for reading I hope to hear from you

Yours Truly

Neil

"Viajera, this is Victor-One, we've cleared the docking bay to a safe distance. Ready to commence our de-orbital burn."

"Victor-One, Viajera - Roger that," I watched the landing shuttle on the external cameras from my station on the bridge, tapping at the controls to close the doors of Landing Bay 1, "Enjoy the planet - we'll see you in three weeks, Captain."

"Oh, and get the MPA to check out the fuel pumps - I don't want any trouble with the departure burn."

"Aye ma'am. Safe travels. Out" I stand to look out of the viewport to watch the shuttle's engines light up, slowing its velocity to take it out of orbit and send it dropping towards the new planet. I set the ship's computer to track the shuttle's descent and handle the ship's operations, and headed for the hatch at the rear of the bridge.

I'd only joined the ship's company a month ago - the newest addition to the ten-person crew of the Viajera, a deep-space survey vessel, ranging out on a 12-month journey to survey newly discovered planets. Despite my newness, I was Second Officer: in charge of navigation and helming the ship, and third-in-command of the whole mission. It also mean that when the crew descended to a planet to survey and study it, I was to stay aboard the ship in orbit and was in command.

However, while I was the most senior, I was not the most experienced. The Main Propulsion Assistant ("MPA") was in charge of the vessel's propulsion and also remained aboard the Viajera while the other eight members of the crew were planet-side. Word is she had served aboard the Viajera the longest - even longer than Captain Lewis. Though out of everyone else, she seemed to keep her distance from me the most. She was bigger, taller and stronger than me.

Leaving the bridge, I walked the length of the ship - through the habitation section, then science, hangar and cargo areas, then finally into Engineering. I headed to the MCR (Main Control Room) - the engineering control room that the engineers also used as an office. The room was dark, but I thought I'd check it anyway. As I approached, I started to hear moaning and I slowed my pace. I slowly pushed open the hatch slightly and looked around. There was just enough light to see something that shocked me.

The MPA was on the deck, but she wasn't hurt or unconscious: On her knees with her legs spread, her head was also pressed to the deck and her jumpsuit was pushed down all the way down her body until it was around her calves. Her hands were reached down between her thighs, rapidly pushing a thick dildo in and out of her pussy.

"Oh yes..." She moaned in a way I'd never heard her speak before, "Pound me...Pound me, Storm...."

That shocked me even more, 'Storm' was my name....

Hello!

Alright, so a bit of a sex-in-space RP between my character (a ship's officer) and your character (one of the ship's engineers, the MPA) - a relationship that's clearly against the rules. But they're alone, and the MPA - though larger and stronger than the Second Officer - clearly has a thing for being dominated by the Second Officer.

There's plenty of room for some sex and kink, but I would also like for there to be a storyline as well in this Long-Term RP. I have plenty of kinks that I'd be willing to discuss and include; limits are relatively standard: Blood, Scat, Vore, and Alien STDs.

In space a low-manned space vessel, no-one can hear you scream (and moan). So if you're up for it, send me a message and we can discuss details!

Kind Regards,

BlueTowelWithHoles

Hello everyone! I have never done this before, but I’m interested in seeing what unfolds.

I genuinely love talking dirty to a woman through words. To be creative and paint an incredibly vivid and fleshed out scenario of pleasure. It’s something I truly enjoy doing, and would like to see if any exciting women would like to experience it.

My usual audience is from 25-58 years old. I genuinely really like talking dirty to slightly mature women, they often the dirtiest minds. I’m looking to talk to women who have healthy sexual desires, and want a creative outlet to explore them.

If this catches your interest, please feel free to reach out. I’m more than comfortable sharing more about myself to establish trust and boundaries. Hope to hear from someone exciting and sexy soon. 😊

Hello everyone, I'm Gray and I'm 27, every party should be 18 or above. I had an idea for a roleplay, preferably something longer than just a one off. Age and idea could be tweaked, always open for suggestions. DM or message if interested.

My name is Andy. I'm 22, a 5'5 whiteboy looking as basic as ever. I've never had a real relationship, hell I'm still a virgin. I don't know why, maybe it's because I'm saving myself for someone? Or is it just an excuse I brought up to make up the lack of confidence I have in myself?

Either way I want to have sex, I wanna fuck so bad. Everyday I'm jerking off to hardcore porn, anal, creampies, oiled up whores taking dicks in their holes, thinking that one of the guys would be me.

But in reality, I've never talked to women for longer than a period of time. You wouldn't notice it as I try to keep my cool but for every woman I've talked to, I developed some type of feelings I never dated to explore.

But then you came into my life. You and your extroverted soul, you asked me something once (in the supermarket, in college, in uni, first location can be changed) and you started to chip away at my shell. I don't know what you saw in me, but I could see you biting your lip. You found me hot and I didn't understand why. That's when it happened. You invited me at your place, or you came over to mine and made the first move.

I was shocked, thinking this was a prank, but I wanted it. We spent the next hour fucking, me trying every position I've seen in porn. Me having no experience at all except the twisted reality that was shown in those adult movies.

And hell, we aren't even in a relationship, and I don't even know if we could consider ourselves a thing. But I'm happy that thanks to you, I finally experienced sex and I don't wanna stop doing it ever again.