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Darbi29Participant
looking forward to setting my dates.
Darbi29Participantnope, did't bring anything back from my travels other than tons of fun! wooo!!!!
next one will have new shoes that sparkle!
Darbi29ParticipantI wander into the bar wearing an ugly green and cream sweater, as Lover instructed. the cream fabric on the sweater is meant to look like swirls of wintery wind, but looks more like snooty goo or somehow spitting out eggnog. There are red little bells sown in right across my chest, though a few of them are missing here and there. The sweater stretches down to my thighs, obviously meant for a much larger person, I look like a rejected sock from the Grinch tried to swallow me and only half succeeded. I go over to the bar and take a seat on one of the stools and order a fireball.
Darbi29Participanteveryone should read these posts and descriptions … whether rping for a story, or just making the casual hook up better than watching the poses!
Darbi29ParticipantBetween first person and third person story telling, I prefer third person story telling; especially when it comes to erotic stories. There is something about first person story writing that throws me out of the experience because I reach a point where the story says something that “I” would not have felt, or would not have done, or just think “oh that's so not how it would happen” and then I am in debate mode instead of .. hmmm fun mode :. Though first person is a must when I write up a memory, but I only do that for sharing with friends or my diary. As for the rest of the story, I like there to be details on actions and feelings. Too often the story will have this great flirty build up and then there are only a few lines of actual sex … so disappointing to be reading along, thinking on this is nice and oh I can't wait to see what happens next and then … “I fucked her good until we both came” … yeah … that's a rewarding story ending.
Darbi29ParticipantPassion in extraordinary places, that's a nice way to phrase it. thank you .
Darbi29ParticipantI don't know if it is only me.But recently it is really hard to find some funny/interesting people to chat with.
I'm really bored of these “hello/how are you?/wanna come my room” chats. I don't really care about some horny guy's penis size since it is not real life.. It is ironic that game name is AChat, but people actually looking for ASex only… (I know role play is a part of this game, but I believe chatting is a part, too)
Do you think This game is like:
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(It was fine Picture to describe, I guess )Do you know anyone funny/creative/interesting to chat with or having same problem?
I agree. hard to find nice conversation and interesting people.
Darbi29ParticipantHow about writing a story where the “couple” are having sex in places that they don't officially belong … like sneaking into an office building they don't work at … or going to their old high school to do it against the lockers … hmmm what else would illustrate my point, its not like sneaking into your boss's office or doing it at a family get together in the bathroom, its suppose to be more creative, spontaneous and mischievous … like it wouldn't occur to you to go to that place. I don't know if I describe the idea very well, maybe someone else can clarify it better.
Lets see hmmmm … oh I know, another theme like hmmm so guys always ask us to dress up certain ways for their fantasies, why not write stories with the role reversed so that they have to do something or dress certain way … idk, its 3 am and I've had a bad night so I am not too creative right now but Brandy asked me to comment and I can never turn down super sweet nice Brandy .
Ok, third and final attempt at a theme … stories were saying something usual is the turn on … like in a Fish Called Wanda how Jamie Lee gets turned on by guys speaking in foreign languages even though she doesn't understand what they are saying, and in fact that first guy who's name I can't remember right now is just reciting menu items from an Italian restaurant, so hilarious!
ok those are my suggestions, hope they help.
Darbi29ParticipantNo, no fireplace.
The Next one will buy something sexy for their lover for a Christmas present this year
Darbi29ParticipantOh my goodness. Looks like everyone is having so much fun with this. but it seems I am too late to sign up. Probably for the best though, I don't know how to take the pictures to share, let alone have time to write up any story. But I wish everyone a merry Christmas and lots of fun with secret santa. nice to see such lovely holiday cheer!!!
Darbi29ParticipantI fumbled the piece of paper in my fingers for the hundredth time, unfolding the squares and checking the directions Brandy had given me again. Seems each time I unfolded the paper the instructions to the lake and bonfire were different … and running into a cop earlier who insisted that I had a caused a fuss at the mall made me even more late! not my fault the man driving the pick up truck had crashed into the back of the car in front of him while he was driving just because I was walking down the street. Honestly … men needed more blood to keep thoughts going in their head while they were horny. Was a wonder the whole earth didn't stop turning when summer time came and us ladies slipped on our mini-skirts and shorts. The men act like they ain't never seen a pair of legs before.
“Oh I am so late. Brandy is going to hate me!” I mutter and beat my fingers against the steering wheel of my car.
The gravel path winds its way through the scattering of trees, along cabins and side roads, leading down into hidden dens and people's private retreats. Normally I love the mountains, but being lost in the woods when I am not sure where I am going is not the best thing to settle my nerves.
Looking at the directions again, I make a slight turn to the right and continue on what I hope is the right path. several minutes later I see a motor cycle, rumbling its way around what might be the dark murky waters of the lake at night time. I am tempted to hit my high beams, but know that I better not less I piss someone off. I roll the window down on the passenger side and try to call out ahead of me towards the bike and the two riders … but after each call on my part no one answers. I think I hear some laughter, and it sounds like Brandy but I can't be sure in the dark. I follow them on down the path a little further, and they pull off the road near a cabin by the lake. Down by the water a fire is building in size, and as I look to the motor cycle I am relieved to see that it is indeed Brandy.
I park my car, set the brake, and scoot up out of my seat, practically skipping on the toes of my boots in the direction I saw brandy and her biker guy friend go. When I catch up to them, I throw my arms around Brandy, sigh heavily and say, “thank god! you would not believe what happened to me on the way here!?! but I made it!”
Darbi29ParticipantThis is why I don't like tattoos! ouch ouch ouch ouch!
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