Short RPs

[Jasmine12345]

“Mars is a classy man. He keeps an eye on me is to see if I am with another classy man. 'Classy' of course is another subjective word. It subjectively applies to the internal 80% and roughly 20% external.

So you see confidence in me. Well, Mars would appreciate your affirmation on his success of having me under his influence. In terms of 'authority' or 'control', he doesn't explicitly say“ I have the authority “ or “Hey, I am in control”. He does it in action with confidence and elegance.

Yes, Jordan, it's very erotic to hear that you had your manly sexual power over your ex. I even adore men who have confidence to have multiple lovers. Mars loves both pussy and cock and he, basically rational, respects men that won't suck him. He doesn't normally ask me to join him with another woman. I do get together with them at parties or dining. I don't mind being their friend but when it comes to sucking and fucking I need manly men. Ten years ago when I was first with Mars, he told me “Your pussy is so good for men”. He still occasionally says the same but now it means “Your pussy is good for other men”. Good, so I get to enjoy other men.

(Dear Jordan, Jasmine asked me to let you know that her pm box is closed because she gets junk mail.

 

[Perrito1054]

Venus never got around to answering my questions but it really didn’t matter. I already knew the answers and the things she did share with me painted a much clearer picture of what she and, perhaps Mars, had in mind this evening. In fact, the information she shared triggered an epiphany for me.

I realized that in many ways Mars and I were alike. Although I didn’t share his interest in men, something I’m glad both he and Venus understood, our philosophies on our wives sexuality was very much in sync. We did control them, not in an overt authoritarian manner, but in such a way that they readily complied. It was done as she put it with “confidence” and “elegance.” We both wanted them to be fulfilled sexually, understanding that their pussies were indeed “good for other men.” So, for the first time ever, I felt at peace with myself and my own sexual proclivities.

Tonight my role in this affair was reversed. I was being auditioned for the role as the beneficiary of another man’s wife who wants to “enjoy other men.” Was I being too bold, too presumptuous to assume Mars’ nod was one of telling Venus I met his definition of classy? The time had come for me to find out.

I called the waiter over, slipped him a hundred dollar bill and asked him to move us to the booth that had just become available that was a bit more private. Venus didn’t object as I pulled her chair back and lightly draped my arm across her shoulder as we followed our server to our destination. As we passed by Mars’ table, my hand trailed down her back and gently cupped her firm shapely ass. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw another nod of approval from Mars.

Venus slipped into the booth and I followed sliding right next to her. My right hand disappeared under the table and rested upon the substantial expanse of naked thigh she had exposed.

“You’re a beautiful woman Venus and would love to have you enjoy me, with Mars’ approval of course.”

 

[Jasmine12345]

Mesmerized. I am moving like a boat on a steady flow of a stream. His arm only lightly draped across my shoulder, yet enough to steer me toward the way to the booth. The mere aura emanated from him is enough to have me in place. How did he do it? How did he get up from his chair while Mars was staring at him? I don't know how the two men read each others' minds. Jordan appears to be more than just “another man”.

The booth. Private. His hand is on my thigh exposed under the table. Mars hasn't touched me in about two years. The only time he would touch me now is in front of another man, provided the other man has a woman. Mars would lift up my skirt while I am sitting down or squeeze my breasts while introducing me to a new man to let the new one understand what it means.

Jordan is stroking my thigh up and down. I am kissing his neck. His Cologne is driving me down further in the trance. I've noticed that only lusty men wear cologne. I think it's their way of sending out a signal to women. Is he so sure that we are going to fuck tonight on the first date? How could he be sure? He must be thinking about sticking his cock inside a hot wife while he put on his Cologne earlier. Did he call tonight's meeting an 'affair'? Isn't kinda too soon? According to Mars, an affair takes longer and deeper than this.

I can feel what's inside Jordan's pants now. Looks like his zipper is going to burst open. My hand reached down. Cock. But we are in a public bar. Besides, Mars always says “Never on the first date”. He is not that easy. He would want to talk to the man before wife's pussy is good for another cock.

Again, he doesn't use words such as authority or approval. He said it's just that things should be done in such a way that all parties are in sync. You can say whatever to him with reason in the event that you don't agree with him and work it out. I argue with him sometimes too.

 

[Perrito1054]

I let my hand slide down to the inside of her thigh and slowly guide it up that smooth, silky trail toward its final destination. As it passes the mid point of its journey, I can feel the heat pouring from between her legs. My fingers find the soaked sliver of fabric that covers her entrance and pushes it aside. An audible gasp escapes Venus’ lips and her legs instinctively open wider.

First one digit, then a second, glide effortlessly inside her wet,steamy tunnel of pleasure. She acknowledges their arrival with a muffled groan of lust. I let them linger for a second before withdrawing them. Venus squirms against the seat, but that’s as far as I’m going tonight. I would never allow another man to be with my wife without first talking to him and I intend to extend that same courtesy to Mars.

Any doubt that Venus was ready for more was erased when I felt the swampy mess her pussy had become. Her hand on my throbbing erection that was begging for relief told her my intentions as well. I brought my hand back onto the table and held those two lucky fingers close to the candle that dimly illuminated our table. They glistened in the light, coated with her excitement. I put my arm around her and pulled her close.

“I want so much to taste you, Venus, fill that tight, smooth pussy with my cum and I know you want that too. But I need to know if that’s what Mars wants as well.”

I looked directly into those beautiful, wanting eyes before proceeding.

“So I’m going to get up and leave and you are going to tell Mars how much I want my mouth and hands all over your beautiful body and how badly I want my cock inside of you. Then you’ll arrange a meeting between us so we can discuss this arrangement. When it’s set, contact me. You know how to reach me.”

“Oh, one last thing,” I said in a voice barely above a whisper, “the first thing I’m going to do when I get home is stroke my cock and cum imagining just how good your pussy must be.”

 

[Jasmine12345]

OOC (out of character)
The playing with Perrito1054 is getting too long. To be continued here:Mars Has A Wife For Other Men

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[Jasmine12345]

Camellia (1)

Camellia stands. The message was understood. The man had her sit down for 30 minutes to explain the significance of having multiple partners. Beginning to sob as she listened. “Why are you crying? Do you need a fuck or what?”

 

[Jasmine12345]

Camellia (2)

When she is in distress she goes to him. He would take her out for dinner and talks a little bit. “what's your problem?” The woman is mostly quiet, especially when she is in agony. When he sees her sad face in silence he would touch her. Rubbing her in the public place, the corner table is where he likes it. He examines her facial expressions and her body language. His composed smile is slightly snarky yet yielding to her inability to articulate.

“ Are you happy? I have no problems or anything......oh, here comes the food...alright, let's eat.... Looks good....The dress you are wearing looks good too. I like it..” He squeezed her butt before making some elbow room for having the dinner. “It's been a while since you came to me.” ..She did respond with some words in a low voice and he put his ear in her face trying to understand what she is saying.

“Mmmm...my prime rib is so very tender and juicy” He gives her another rub on her back and moves her closer to him. After the dinner he took her to his house and gave her a good romp for at least an hour. “ I know you came to me for a fuck...I know you wanted to get fucked....This is what you need...Give me a big kiss ” he has the pattern of wanting deep wet sucking in the mouth before he starts a brief session of strong strokes....Then he slows down...and goes on another round.

...“You can stay in the guest room tonight and go home tomorrow morning.” She stayed. Sleepless at the man's house. The moon and the stars by the window have been watching her in the dark. He came in to her room at dawn. Mounting on her again he muttered something under his breath, “ I woke up with an erection. Your pussy came up in my dream....oh....it's good...”

The morning sun comes to light. She shakes her head, focusing her eyes and finds her clothes right on the chair. “ It's Wednesday today.”

(OOC: Not to worry about the past or the future of the story. This is more about erotic thoughts and moods)

 

[Jasmine12345]

Wife Venus, "who was that in the guest room last night?"
Husband Mars, "You don't know her."

 

[Jasmine12345]

Camellia (3)----A Personal Ad (RP)

Looking For Men
My name is Camellia, 35. Single. I don't mind if you are married or not. I tend to do better with mature men. It's not that I have a tendency to depend on somebody. I do have a job as a secretory for a small company. My boss has complimented me for things I do for him and that I am a good employee. I don't know what else to say now. I wouldn't mind if you ask questions.

 

[Jasmine12345]

Camellia (4)

The business deal went through.
The secretary got a bonus from the Boss the next day at the office.

“ That's right. Tom gave me a good bonus. He is a nice man actually. Married but seems to have lots free time outside his marriage. He had at least an hour with me yesterday after giving me a bonus.”

 

[JonathanBair]

Would love to talk about a few SRP (Sexual Role Play) ideas. Hope we can chat and select one. Can be just the 2 of us or with another writer. MF/FMF or MFM

 

[Jasmine12345]

OOC:
This thread can be used for conversational RP without many details of the story. We could just play a scene or a scenario.

"Conversational RP" means having convo in a RP as RP players, NOT convo as Lit members.

 

[JonathanBair]

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[Cfnmlover84]

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[JonathanBair]

Don't know if you want folks to pm you or not, but turning it on may help you get a rp going, as you can talk about idea's and likes/dislikes... If you want to help, feel free to respond, and I would be glad to try and help get it on...

To butterfly I think but I forgot who it meant for now...

 

[Jasmine12345]

Camellia ---- Deeper Than Midnight (1)

The man said to me, " You are just in love with the concept of love. You don't know me well enough to love me."

Deeper than midnight. The conversation came to a sudden halt. The weight of his words pressed down all that's fluttering. The air in this room is now stuffed with heavy silence. Nothing to be heard except a woman's howling sound from the next room.

How ridiculous that he said that to me. We are just fuck-buddies from a sex site. I've been meeting him in this sleazy hotel once a week for about two months now....Nice cock.

 

[Jasmine12345]

Camellia ---- Deeper Than Midnight (2)

His personal ad was typically simple and clear enough that he was looking for a hook-up.

......No strings. Pure sex.....we are going to have a good time.....

"Hi, I am Camellia......."

A few hours later we started typing to each other. " .....see my profile ? Pure sex . Understand? ....." The smell of sex from the male oozed through the computer.

"Tomorrow 4 pm at xxx for a drink. OK?"
"OK "
He gave me his cell #.

He looked distressed. No smile when we met. It felt like I had known him for years. No smile necessary. Not much to say. Not much there to say.
" I've been seeing your personal ad online for quite some time."
" Pussy is hard to get. How about you? A good crop this season so far ?"
His heavy mood was pulling and pushing me at the same time. And I even followed him after the drink.....

(OOC: Welcome to play The Man or an observer)

 

[Jasmine12345]

Camellia---A Gig (1)

She found this temporary weekend job for another taste of life.

“....But I've never done this before”
“It's OK. It's an easy job. Come over and we'll talk a little bit. Bring a big towel or a robe”

When she arrived the man greeted her. It's a house. He had her follow him through the livingroom, a hallway, out to the backyard and then to a cottage house. “This is my studio.”
After they entered, Camellia was astounded to see many large photos of naked women on the walls. They are not cheap. They look like art pieces.

“Have a seat. Coffee or tea?”
“Just water please”

During the few minutes of talk on explanations, terms and conditions, Camellia keeps smiling and nodding her head. No questions. No comments. He appears to be quite friendly. In a professional way,. not a personal way.

“what do you think ? Like to try it?”
“Yes, I'll be glad to”

( OOC: Knowledge of this line of work is not necessary. Some common sense should suffice to play this short RP)

 

[Hipshot1554]

I think many might consider this, but few actually would. Hot topic though...

 

[Jasmine12345]

Hipshot,
Thank you for stopping by

 

[Jasmine12345]

Camellia---A Third (1)

I am a good third. In hot blood.
Mars asked me today if I wanted to go to a bar with him and another woman.
"Would that be your wife Venus?" I wondered.
"No, no... Venus is for other men. You are for me....I'll see you at 7 oclock tonight."
(Open)

 

[Specula]

I am a good third. In hot blood.
Mars asked me today if I wanted to go to a bar with him and another woman.
"Would that be your wife Venus?" I wondered.
"No, no... Venus is for other men. You are for me....I'll see you at 7 oclock tonight."
(Open)

Erotic conversation might prove worthwhile and even exciting.

 

[Jasmine12345]

Camellia---A Third (2)

I don't really mind being a third. Not at all. I even find it erotic in an undefinable way. Certainly not to be defined by any labels such as "cuckquean". It defies definition. It's something to be enjoyed in silence, not to be told by words.

I am getting dressed now. Getting ready to meet with Mars is a good part of foreplay. There's usually another person, I mean a lover. or at least an intimate friend. Male or female. And what's interesting is that he doesn't necessarily get into sex act with everyone that comes along. I am one of those sometimes. Nevertheless I still find him very charming.

I am getting dressed now, going to the big bar where people dance, drink and have some desert. I had a Napoléon cheesecake last time while he was dancing with his neighbor's wife.

 

[Jasmine12345]

Camellia---A Third (3)

I am still getting dressed . Getting ready to meet with Mars and his companion.
I'll be there.

 

[Jasmine12345]

OOC
In my humble opinion, to taste the rich flavor of role playing, simply be in character----inside the character---- through-in and through-out.