Short RPs

December 2021

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It's time to celebrate December. This table has been reserved for us. This is time and this is the place where we'll speak in low soft tones and we may discover our capacity for companionship and pay attention to each other with a merry spirit.
 
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The hotel restaurant decked in festive apparel. As I enter the tree lit in lights and ornaments shine. I look around as the hostess asks me if I have a reservation. It’s then that I spot her. “Yes, with the lovely lady over there”. I slide over and pull the chair out to sit down as my other hand runs along her back.
 
December 2021

Mr. O was one of the guests at the private house party yesterday. He was speechless, not a word, slouched in his chair, watching the entire session of breast play between the man of the house and me. At the end of the day he slipped a piece of paper into my hand, "You call me at xxxxxxx".
So here we are.
"Oh, hi, Mr. O, I am happy to be with you here today.”
 
December 2021 (4)

This hotel is only one block away from the swingers' club that many lovers, fuck-buddies and wannabes come here to hang loose. They are noticeable. This is the peak time of the year for merry-go-round. Women are dressed up to say they are ready. Men's attire look more appropriate and they are also resolute. And here's the bar at the corner of the restaurant where men and women look at each other without blinking. Confident in knowing what's going on.
 
He was quite comfortable having settled into the booth in the back corner where he could watch the goings on and he beautiful women as they entered. He thought about entering them, their need to feel it, and how they might respond based on what they were wearing and their accessories. Their smile. The head of his cock swollen and purple. His balls full. The head gently pressing against her opening, inside her nicely shaved labia that she craved to feel him press deeper. Her teeth were so white and her red hair brilliantly beautiful against the white soft skin of her cleavage that she chose to show when she selected the colourful top she wore. A relaxed fit but it said something else to him.
 
December 2021

Softalker is taliking out loud. He must be another one from the swingers' club. Unmistakable. He appears to be having a wet dream in the back corner of the restaurant.

Jasmine, a few tables away, is watching him. She is also alone now. The man joined her earlier has disappeared. It is now Mr. Softalker has her undivided attention.
 
It was a short flight but he was happy to arrive at the hotel, get settled in and spend the evening relaxing. The bar was pretty busy as always and he really hadn’t noticed his favorite server had not come by the table yet. What had caught his attention though was the sparkle of her eyes, a sensual softness that was intriguing. She had a look, a sense about her that stirred his curiosity. He had noticed she had just been served a drink before the gentleman that was with her had left. Lindsay, the regular waitress, remarkably tall with her light brown hair pinned up came by to take his drink order and as he slid out of the booth, he asked her to bring it over to the table where the woman his eyes had caught her attention now sat alone.
 
This is a love affair with the unattainable—with a man, the man. Or with life. Forever in love and erotic. The energy in me radiates heat to be shared. It is attainable. It is right here right now.

This is New Year's Eve. Fireworks are in the sky. Sparks in the air.

Hello, Mr. Love, happy New Year
 
It's my pleasure to accompany you to meet another woman. It would get me to see the bigger picture. I am not really a bi woman but I don't mind being close to another woman physically. It would be more as an expression of a friendly spirit, not as a sexual partner.

The male protagonist said to me, “ Her name is Monica. I am going to meet her at the Swingers' Club tomorrow at 6p. You be there.”

The Swingers' Club tomorrow.
 
New

Probably doing this wrong but I would enjoy either erotic chat or RP. Been RPing for years. Multiple formats and scenarios. Hope to hear from you.
 
A PM To A Man (RP or conversation)

Hi,
I looked at your threads and learned that you have submissive tendencies, panty fantasies and bi curious.

I've never really played a fem dom. I was thinking perhaps it could be fun for you and I together play with a strong gentle man (not bdsm).

I also see a potential erotic fun in your panty fetish. The lure of silk and lace stays fresh at all times. And there will be more to it when you discover the shameless cum of another man leaks from my pussy.
 
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Sakura (1)

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Sakura is taking off her kimono for a shower before entering the tub with the man. The shower is for cleaning her body with soap and the tub is only for soaking after the impurities on her body get removed in the shower.

This is going to be a night in a traditional Japanese hot spring inn overlooking a natural scenery that looks like a picture. This is a place where talking is not necessary. There is music to be understood and their body language and the twinkling of their eyes would be all in all.
 
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Sakura (2)

Sakura stepped out the shower. Wrapped up with a large towel and joined the man by the tub.
“Your manager told me your name but I forgot. I am sorry, how do you say your name again?”
“Sa-ku-ra, Mr Jones”
“ Sa-ku-ra...Does it have a meaning?”
“It means cherry flower”
Her soft voice is feminine and able to meet the occasion. The sweet smile on her face is more than just a smile on the surface. Mr jones is a special client that invited her to this special place for tonight. Her manager had advised her earlier today, “You make sure you'll be very nice to Mr jones.”

(welcome to play Mr. Jones or the manager)
 
He looked at her flawless face, slightly rosy cheeks from the shower she had just stepped out of, wrapped in a large towel.

"Sakura." He murmured the name, tasting it like a fine wine. For a brief moment, he wondered if she tasted like a fine, full-bodied Bordeaux. He smiled as his eyes flickered to the scenery outside of the large windows.

"Am I to understand that you are the one the manager spoke about?"
 
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“Yes, Mr jones, I am the one. I appreciate to be invited to this nice place.” Sakura took Mr jones's hand and gave him a kiss on his cheek.
This is rare to run into a client to take her for a night of luxury. This kind of business has been slow long enough. *When she received a call from the manager yesterday, it was as if a whirl of feverish commotion swept across her chest
“ Lucky you Sakura , getting fucked and paid ...... I've got a good one for you...”
“Thank you ….Thank you manager”


The water in the tub is nice and warm.
“Mr jones, would you like me to rub your back in the tub?”
 
His attention returned back to her when she spoke, it seems like both of them had taken a side ways path for a few moment.

"Sakura . . ." for some reason, he really enjoyed saying her name. He smiled at her gentle kiss on his cheek.

"Yes, I believe that I will enjoy that. But first, why don't you remove the towel? Don't want that to get wet."
 
Sakura
I
am still learning how to enjoy sex with my clients. Mr jones is not talking much and seems fine for me to practice on. I am removing the large towel wrapped around me the same way I removed my Kimono for my manager the evening I met him.

“Very nice”
I hear the man.

I cupped my breasts with my two hands a few feet away while he is looking at me as if he is the camera and I am his focus. Being naked with a man watching me sparks pinprick sensations throughout.

I am stepping into the tub....
 
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He watched her as she unwrapped herself, he took in her beautiful body, the firm breasts, the near flawless skin. He drank in her movements as she moved towards the tub.

He paused for a moment, then he took off the robe provided for him, draping it over a hand rail and moved to the tub, slowly entering the warm water, enjoying the feel of its soft warmness eveloping his body
 
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The manager said, " I have 10 young ladies under my wing. If you have a problem with the one I sent you, talk to me. "

 
Tyler, thank you, very nice. The quality of the photographer is what really makes the difference. Yes, it would be my pleasure to have it in your portfolio for display. Your potential clients? You must be a professional.
 

“How wondrous, an erotic photographer ! That was until three years ago...and... an interested party pursuing you for hire. You sound like a mystery story teller, Tyler....I mean interesting...interesting....” Sakura is giggling as in making fun.

”I would enjoy posing for an erotic photographer. May not be too much in the nude. Not that I am shy, it's that I think it's sexier to be covered with a little piece of something...for the viewer to enjoy their own imagination.”


“ ...Did you say something about 'my husband' ? Tyler, you are mistaken. I am Sakura. Single. I do however have a manager. I appreciate it he gave you my phone #..... you and I really had a nice bath, didn't we?.”

(OOC: the story of Sakura begins from post #88 to current)
 
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"The man downstairs you met was my manager. There are 10 of us girls working in this spa/massage business now. The photos you take here are to be collected into his business portfolio to show potential clients who may be interested in taking one of the girls out for entertainment. Evidently he didn't ask for your credit card # before he had you get in touch with me. Well...one of his kinks is exchanging favors with people who have some kind of association with him along the lines of this business...in other words...Tyler...to make it short...please be advised ...not to expect him to pay you for what work you do for him..." Sakura paused, measuring up Tyler from his hair to his manly shoes then continues, "Err......., let me take it back...he might still pay you for the photos if he likes you. You'll find out yourself. I am just giving you a general idea so that you be psychologically aware ."

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Photographer Tyler came to this spa/massage parlor today to meet the manager for some photo shoots and somehow got into a bath with one of the massage girls Sakura and right after the bath he is talking about taking her for dinner tomorrow.
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" It's nice of you to invite me for dinner tomorrow . " Sakura starts to get dressed after the bath, "I enjoy dining with men.. Not so much for eating.
I don't really eat that much. I value quality over quantity...you have my phone #. Call me anytime when you have the decision on details--exact location and time etc"
 
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I feel a sudden vibration coming from my cell. A text. " manager wants me to do a photo shoot Cindy" --- She is my best friend . We tell each other who is doing what with whom. Especially 'who is getting laid by whom'. Cindy and I don't get mushy with each other but we enjoy being together with a man in between. If Tyler invites her to join us for dinner tomorrow, he'll have one on his right and the other one on his left.

"will be waiting for your call in the morning, Tyler."

 
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