“The house” (open SRP)

I was confused when Erik went out of the bathroom but gasped when he took a picture not able to close my legs in time. I was furious and decided not to utter a single word for the rest of the day and put my stone cold face on. If he posted either picture I decided I would smash everything he personally owned that he could take pictures or post with. He probably knew what I was thinking with the glare on my face as he came up to get started.

She kept the glare on her face easily through most of the shaving cream situation. When he picked up the razor I went stone still not moving an inch except for my breathing. My stone cold face started wavering as he kept the shaving up and I had a diffucult time not letting out a litt moan as he continued. I did gasp though as he slid his middle finger into me a little and had to grip the countertops a little to keep still. When he slid a second finger in I shut my eyes tightly. As he moved his fingers around I got wet. Until he put the razor too close to my clit. So he thinks i'm his amusement? with that I was pretty sure I was going to be almost completely silent for more than one day.

After he put the razor down his thumb went to my clit his fingers finding my g spot and I came. After that ended I slid from the counter and got my clothes on, face expressionless. "Thanks." After saying that I ran to my room fighting tears and layed in by bed thankful I had this room to myself.
 
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Mark smiled at the first blonde who swung open the door, wearing an adorable pink top and an impossibly tight denim skirt. He nodded his head toward her, letting his eyes take their time in appraising her slowly, down, up and down again. Yes, she was someone he could enjoy playing with very much—but not someone who he recognized on sight. That didn’t mean that she wasn’t a student, of course—just not one who’d ever crossed his path before. It was a very large campus, after all.

“Good afternoon.” Mark said finally, unsure why the girl said nothing, eventually deciding to invite himself in, fingers trailing over the mute girl’s denim clad hip as he moved past. “I hope I’m in the right place, I spoke to an Eric. Is this his house?”

After entering, there was another blonde, this one with her hair gathered up into a playful little ponytail, revealing her slender, graceful neck. Mark found himself overcome by the urge to pull her hair and choke that slender neck. It took him a moment before it dawned on him—the black leather skirt and corset weren’t the kinds of things that students wore at school—but he knew her. That realization filled him with glee.

Samantha-something-or-other. She’d needed her wrist slapped a time or two, drinking on campus, smoking in the dorms…public indecency. She never faced any real consequences, as her good looks and charm always allowed her to escape trouble by promising to be a “good girl,” from then on. Nobody ever believed her, but she wore the routine well enough that no one had the heart to give her real punishment either.

“I know you,” Mark grinned, pointing at Sammy, “It’s Samantha, isn’t it? Yeah, I think you’ve been in my office before.”

Mark gave Sammy a long, lingering stare, full of lustful intention and rough motivations. He turned back to the first mute blonde who’d opened the door. Neither seemed to be the talkative type.

“I heard that this place offers certain…services, that I find myself in need of. I’m in a bit of a hurry at the moment, but…” Mark looked back over his shoulder at Sammy, “I’ve heard that many hands make light work. Are you both available for the next hour or so?”
 
i couldnt put my finger on it thou when Mark came in i could swear i knew him i smirked as he looked me over i wanted to turn away and go in my room not wanting to take a customer from Stacey not on my first day here

thou as Mark said my name i couldnt help but stay and look him over again and as he said his office it rang a bell almost making me blush but not yet "Hi.....its been a while..." i say teasingly

i look at stacey for a sec not wanting to upset stacey as he then asked for us both i just couldnt help but bite a lip and look at Stacey for her agreement

"Well....if Miss S. *not sure if they use their own name or just a letter or waht ever not wanting to mess it up i just say S* doesnt mind sharing the fun why not....." i wondered if he really knew me and remembered why i was in his office or just noticed me cause i was acouple times in his office

thinking about what he could like or not like i run a hand from my crossed arms up to my neck rubing slowly over it thinking about all the things i would like but that doesnt matter it always comes up to the customers wishes thou Mark did look like a guy who knew what he wanted and nothing less
 
“Miss S, is it?” Mark grinned, turning away from Sammy to the other girl who had opened the door. “I’d prefer first names myself, Sammy, but if Miss S is to be the author of our shared fate, I suppose I ought to get to know her better.”

As he turned toward Miss S, Mark wrapped his large hand around the back of Sammy’s neck, his long, muscular fingers wrapping nearly all the way around, leaving only the patch of skin she’d traced with her fingertips a moment ago. It had been an invitation, and he’d taken it. He led Sammy over to where the other girl stood and placed her face a few scant inches away, their bodies faintly touching.

“Sammy, you and Miss S will call me, Sir. Is that understood? Now, you’re going to get down on your knees and convince Miss S here to do two things—first, you’re going to get her to join us in our little afternoon romp, and secondly, you’re going to get her to tell me her full name. You’re going to accomplish both of those things by licking her pussy. Is that understood? You may begin.”

With that, Mark turned Sammy’s neck loose and turned to the other girl, Miss S. “It’s very rude not to greet guests, you know,” he said softly, through a smile, gently taking her young cheek in his palm. “I’d like to introduce myself properly. I’m Mark Vane, sitting University Regent and Dean of Disciplinary Administration. You are?”

While he questioned Miss S, Mark slid the toe of his lacquered, black, wingtip shoe between Sammy’s thighs, grinding the toe of his shoe against her panties as she went down on her apparent roommate. Mark decided right then that this place was one he’d return to, at least once.
 
i closed my eyes and nibbled on my lip as i felt Marks strong hand and fingers wrap around my neck from behind i just hoped i hadnt put Stacey in a weird place

after Mark showed me were he wanted me right infront of Stacey i couldnt help but smirk at her hoping that if she were lightly upset with Sammy that my tongue could help to say sorry as his hands let go i slipped quickly to my knees not daring to say a thing as my hands slowly traced up staceys thighs as my eyes looked once more up to Stacey

atleast we get to start off like we had hoped for upsairs i thought as i gave her thigh a soft kiss with my lushes soft lips trailing then with my hot wet tongue slowly up over her thighs making soft kisses an the way sammy loved it hard and rough and with lots of little things between but i could be soft to others i know not everyone likes the things i do

as i wondered if she were wearing panties or for more fun none i arched my back slightly as i slipped a bit closer to stacey ma hands sliding softly around her thighs to hold

i gasped and jumped ever so slightly as i felt Marks foot between my thighs teasing my making my hips wiggle slightly while i try to keep my mind on getting Stacey to say yes and her name and that all because of me Sammy but i wondered what Erik would say if he came out this moment.....thou Erik fades from my mind quickly as i reached Stacey pussy and now all i could think about is how she will taste and Makrs teasig
 
I didn't mind sharing. Money is money and this guy willpay just as much...

I could tell his type as he came through the door. He likes to be on top.. in more ways than one. The game is that he wants my name. He can have it once Sammy makes me come I figure.
When he holds my cheek and gives me his full name I know the game began then.
Sammy kneeling in front of my honey pot is more than ok with me. too.. I shimmy my bottoms down to give her a full view of my freshly shaved smooth money maker. As he grinds his wingtip against her, I wonder if we should go into a private room, but... the customer is always right Erick says...
 
I smiled slyly as Sasha collected her self after cuming in my hand, and then jumped off the counter and ran to her room. Many girls have come and gone in the few years that I’ve been running this whore house, and they’re all different. I swear some would do it for free! Others only do it for the money. And some…well…I looked at the closed door to Sasha’s bedroom…I think some are closet sluts just trying to get out…and I’m all to happy to help!

In the meantime I want to see what all the commotion was downstairs. As I walked down the stairs I was happy to see my baby sister and the new girl sharing a new customer. I thought to my self, ‘yes, we’re all just one big happy ‘whore’ family!’ I mentioned to the new customer, “Hi…I don’t mean to interrupt, but I’m Eric and run this place and I just hope my baby sister and, Sammy, our newest addition are to your satisfaction.” Since Stacy and I were kids I liked to control her…guess that’s a big brother’s job. I actually wondered if it gave Stacy a rush, now that she was working for me as a whore! I continued to tell the new customer about what we offer, “The girls can show you to one of their the bedrooms upstairs, or if you wish we have a modest ‘play room’ in the basement. “


I learned early on that customers (men or women) come to a whore house to get what they can’t get at home, so I’ve been telling the girls that they need to do anal, DP and get slapped around a bit. I’ve also been building a little ‘play room’ or dungen, to put it in more descriptive terms. There is a wall with some nice ‘toys’ all neatly hanging from wooden pegs. Ropes of different colors and lengths, some ball gags, handcuffs, spreader bars and other restraints, paddles and cains, a number of vibs, dildos and but plugs. There are a few eyelets screwed into posts and beams and a large saw horse.
 
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I in was in my room trying to calm myself down. I couldn't believe that I had actually just cum. Trying to process this I held my face in my hands. After aa few minutes I calmed down and got the 800 dollars and 200 dollars from my secret savings. After putting it on Erics desk in his room I some different clothing on grabbed my phone and decided to go out. I was suprised when I saw Stacey and the new girl with a customer, but went straight to the door walking out.

After a few hours of clearing my head I came back cheerful, but modest. Having come to terms with some things I went to my room leaving my jacket, phone and shoes there. Then I went to go find Erik.
 
i smirked hearing Erik in the background hoping everything was ok with Sasha not being here long enough to really know the three i still cared they were my family now from the second i walked in the door

seeing Staceys panties slip to her ankles i licked my lips once as i then let my tongue slip and teasingly caress over her slit before slowly slipping it between her lips nipping ever so softly and swirling my tongue around her little bud hoping she liked it as my own hips wiggled on Marks foot my legs spread a bit more

my body wanted to show Mark she wanted more as i arch my back slightly my hands caressing her buttocks and squeezing not able to help it as i was getting aroused more and more as i wanted to keep Mark happy and i really wanted to taste Stacey she was already very tasty and couldnt wait to taste her warm honey fresh out of the honey pot of hers
 
Mark looked on with pleasure as Sammy did as she was told—obedience was a good quality for whores like her to possess. The other girl, Miss S, accommodated Sammy’s ministrations by lowering her panties from under her skirt and spreading her thighs wider. Mark’s foot was turning, the raised stitching on the overlapping layers of leather grinding against Sammy’s barely clothed pussy as he wedged the sole of his dress shoe into the cleft of her warm, dripping sex.

Just as Mark’s thick, ten-inch cock was growing rigid down the leg of his bespoke slacks, the apparent proprietor of this establishment made himself known. The man introduced himself as Eric and Mark reached out to shake his hand. As he spoke, Mark planted his heel and ground the edge of his shoe more roughly against Sammy’s most intimate parts.

“It’s nice to finally meet you, Eric. This place is…” Mark trailed off, looking around at what for all intents and purposes could have been any off campus rental home, were it not for the whores getting their pussies eaten and grinding against his shoes, “unique. It’s not often that I find places of this sort that feel so unassuming. It’s really quite exciting.”

When Eric mentioned that Miss S was his little sister, Mark’s eyes lit up. The uniqueness of this establishment grew with each passing second. A sibling, pimping out his own flesh and blood for a profit. The amoral depravity of it excited him further.

“Sister, is it? That’s very interesting. Most men I know would sooner cut their legs off than allow their sisters to become jizz gargling whores—but you seem to relish it. I’d be glad to take your baby sister and Sammy here down to the basement—though the idea of fucking your sister in your bed does appeal to me, I’ll explore your facilities, since it is my first time here.” As he spoke, Mark casually brought his hand down onto the top of Sammy’s head and pushed her face roughly toward Miss S, making certain that his foot didn’t distract her from the task at hand. His fingers drummed casually along Sammy’s scalp, tapping down in succession the way a bored executive drums his fingers on his desk.

“As soon as you baby sister introduces herself properly, and shows the appropriate level of respect for a guest, I’ll be glad to escort these two nubile blondes downstairs.” With his fingers still absently drumming on Sammy’s head, and his shoe sliding back and forth against her eagerly pressing sex, Mark looked up to Miss S again and slipped his free thumb into her mouth. “Does it turn you on, having your big brother watch you get your tight, little pussy tongue blasted by an eager little whore?”

So far, Sammy was his favorite, but that might not always be a good thing for her—given his occasional moods and proclivities. It was then that a third girl appeared in the foyer, rushing past on her way to do something important it seemed. A redhead, valuable for sheer novelty among this matched set of blondes, and though Mark caught little more than a fleeting glimpse, she too looked familiar. From the Dean’s List perhaps. He’d inquire about her on another occasion—he didn’t want to be late getting back from lunch.

“How about it, Miss S? Are you ready to show some respect and properly greet your guest?”
 
Having Stacy ‘working’ for me is a nice ‘marketing ploy’. Customers have the same reaction when they realize that they are fucking my kid sister! “Oh yes…”, I replied to Mark’s surprised remark, “…the little bitch fucks like…well…like a whore!” I glanced at my sister, her body seemed about to betray her and said to her, “Don’t you?” I smiled slyly at the new customer and said, “I know this first hand!”

I studied Sammy’s work as she devoured my sisters well used pussy. It was aperient to me that she was well experienced. I was satisfied that the ‘new help’ would work out.

A moment later the customer said something about Stacy being disrespectful and not introducing herself. I was puzzled and then realized that my little sister was acting bratty to the customers again! I took on a frown face. I was not pleased that she was acting like this to a paying customer again! “You little ass!”, I shouted at her as I lifted the hem of her tiny skirt and slapped my sister’s naked ass as hard as I could! The sound of the slap positively echoed in the room and forced Stacy’s pussy into Sammy’s face! I grabbed a fist of Stacey’s hair and puled her head back so that she was looking right at the customer, and I said in a stern tone, “Now beg for your customer’s forgiveness and properly introduce yourself…bitch!” With out waiting I said to the customer, “I do apologies for the unprefeshinal behavior of my baby sister sir. She will be severely punished!” Then I had a thought and said to the customer in a sly tone, “Unless you would like to do it!”
 
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I decided after about 5 minutes of looking to just go to my room and studied. I sighed after a half an hour of that and decided to take a nap thinking Stacey and the new girl would like having customers to themselves.
 
feelig Marks hand on my head pressing my face more on Staceys pussy just made me eagerly swirl and flick the tip of my tongue around her clit and ever so often dip into her pussy hearing Erik walk close Sammy slipped her hands to Staceys back side of her thighs feeling her get pressed forward made me moan as my hips eagerly wiggled on Marks foot

i slip one hand down from staceys thigh and between my own legs holding onto his shoe rubing myself on his foot more as my nails caress over Staceys skin softly to show her that i was having it hard to concentrate on her pussy only thou i hoped she wasnt getting all this punishment because of me i moan softly letting my tongue vibrate under my moans to try and give Stacey more pleasure
 
Erick is the boss. I answer Mark.
"my name is stacey sir." I put on my best little girl voice. "I'm very sorry, I was just so itimidated!. And then bringing up a three way... sammy and I have never tried such a thing." It was true I had justmet the girl, still if he wanted a little sister fuck, I could give him that. If he wanted a threesome, Sammy and I could defintely give him that, the way the girl was licking me, I knew it wouldn't be our last
 
another customer here

"Yea, this must be the place" Ronnie looked at the piece of paper and the address on the home and walked up the sidewalk in front of the house but just for fun he followed it around to the back door and peeked in thru the window glass. No one was around so he tried the door knob, wouldn't you know it the door was unlocked and so he walked in.

Ronnie could hear people talking in the other room and he stood still and listened for a bit, he could hear a couple of girls talking and a man with a sort of gruff voice talking about how he thought he might know one of them. They were saying something about Erik being the boss and it sounded like she said her name was Stacey. At this point he decided to join the party, so pushing the door open he walked into what must have been a dinning room or large living room at one time, "hello I was knocking at the back door and no one answered so I just sort of let myself in...I hope that's not to rude of me. I was hoping to find Erik here I had sent him a couple of e-mails about checking out some of his ladies and maybe finding a possible hook up for an on going sort of thing that I have in mind. Am I at the right place?"

Ronnie leaned against the door frame and just took the whole scene in for a moment, stroking his goatee he checked out the room, there were two girls in this room and there were two guys in this room both of the girls were young cute and ever so sexy, they were dressed in revealing outfits and they both seemed to be involved with a discussion with the two men in the room.

Ronnie was about six foot two with wavy mid length greying hair, he was in good shape and had his sunglasses perched on top of his head. You wouldn't say he was dirty but he had definitely been out working, his tee shirt was tight on his chest and arms and his jeans fit him well. Ronnie was the owner of a construction company that had about 15 workers of different skills but he had always stayed involved and present on his job sites and had stayed in relatively good shape for a guy of his age. Working in the sun and outside had given him a nice tan that went well with his physique. Ronnie got the feeling that the girls were checking him out just as much as he was checking them out.

"You two ladies are pretty easy on the eyes, what would a guy have to do around here to get some sort of formal intro and maybe a cold beer....you do have beer in this place don't you? Erik told me in his emails that he had a couple of fine ladies that might be just what I was looking for....from what I can see right now that boy was not telling me a story!"
 
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What a bizarre family.

Mark said that he knew “first hand” that his little sister could fuck like a whore, but then proceeded to rail against her brutally and spank her in spite of Sammy’s attentions and Mark’s presence. It was one thing to be harsh with a hard case like Sammy, humiliation was a handy tool for dirty girls like her. But from what Mark could tell, Stacy was still very raw and struggling to keep up with Eric’s expectations—being harsh with her like that in front of company could be very damaging to her sexual awakening.

“Please, leave her punishment to me. I wish you wouldn’t be so harsh with such fragile things.” Mark said in an even conversational tone, “You can be rough with a hard-boiled egg,” he said, ceasing the drumming of his fingers and grabbing Sammy’s pony tail and lifting her roughly to her feet, “because the hard-boiled egg is already cooked and less prone to breaking. But a raw egg,” with this Mark ran his hand along Stacy’s face to gently grasp the back of her neck, “a raw egg needs to be broken gently and opened slowly—then you can cook it however you desire. You can’t beat a raw egg, because the thin shell will ruin the batter.”

Mark smiled when Stacy introduced herself and put on her best “innocent little sister” voice. In that moment, he knew exactly what he wanted to do.

“I’ll try out the basement. Come along, ladies.” Mark grinned, seeing another patron enter from the back of the house. “I’ll be done with them before long, pal. I think there’s another one around here somewhere.”

Mark led both girls down into the basement, looking around, marginally impressed by the rudimentary dungeon setup.

“We’re going to play the whipping girl game.” Mark smiled, lining both Sammy and Stacy against the far wall of the basement, sliding off his tie, “Stacy, you’re going to call me Daddy, from now on. Sammy will continue calling me Sir. These rules apply everywhere and at all times, including on campus.”

Mark unbuttoned his dress shirt next and then moved on to his belt.

“When you see me here, you will greet me by laying your cheek against the tops of my shoes. Do that now to show me you can. Sammy, you’re going to be Stacy’s whipping girl. When she misbehaves, you’ll be the one punished. Tell me you understand.”
 
Sammy whimpers softly as Mark pulls me up away from Staceys tasty pussy licking my lips i tippie toe a bit to be as tall as his hand pulled me up to be as my hands went and folded to the back side of my back holding on to each other

standing in the basement i glance once over to Stacey as i listen to Mark and his rules thou my thighs just cant stop rubing on each other the more i hear as Mark then told me that i was going to be Staceys Whipping girl i bite my lower lip hoping on one side she mess up alot thou i hadnt ever felt Mark and his whipping yet

after he told me to answer and on one side to show Stacey how things were to be done i say "Yes Sir i understand and i do to your pleasing" i drop to my knees with my back still turned to Mark i then first turn and crawl over to him my arms fold back on my back after i kneel before him i lower my cheek to his shoe my buttocks sticking up in the air and my legs spread ever so slightly to please Mark hoping this was what he wanted to see of me
 
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Sasha decided to go downstairs and when she did she saw an interesting man there and went up to him. "Hi, i'm Sasha. Are you a customer?" Sasha smiled brightly putting her best efforts in.
 
OOC: Hello posters. I just had the thought that none of us posting on this thread posted an OOC to describe our like and dislikes (including kinks and limits) when posting and what we want out of this thread. I think it would be a good idea for each of us to do this. This is a very busy and complex thread with lots of posters and things going different ways, so I think it makes sense to do this.

For me, I try to write imaginative and original posts, and I like to post with like minded people. I have a pretty good imagination, but the only thing I don't really care for is force or nonconsensual. Doing most things is fine, even having some 'quality time' in the dungeon with one of the ladies (which I'd like to do with Eric's little sister if things get slow), as long as all parties are consensual.
 
"Well hello Sasha, how nice of you to introduce yourself.....Am I a customer...no not at the moment but I came here because I want to be a customer. I'm looking for a nice your lady who wants to fuck me, a nice young lady who likes to get fucked and can let the guy know she likes it. You know what I mean Sasha...a girl who moans and gasps and tells her man....yes yes...babe that's it....fuck me like that....fuck me hard! Do you know any nice young ladies around here who might be up for some of that?"

As Ronnie looked at Sasha he could see her nipples start to stiffen through her top as he told her what he liked and what he wanted, so he continued...."this girl is going to have to be my sex toy when I am here. I want to have a girl who can cum several times for me while I am inside of her....you know Sasha when a guy pushes his cock into your pussy all the way to his balls, when you can feel his balls slapping you on the ass with each thrust. I'm willing to pay for this you know and I pay very well but it has to be just the right girl....some times girls get lazy and they just fake it...lay back and take it if you know what I mean. I'm not into that this girl has got to be into being fucked as much as I am into fucking her...and you know if the right girl is here she is going to get fucked a lot, she is going to be paid well for it...she will know when she has been fucked by me."

With that last comment Ronnie took Sasha's hand and rubbed it on his crotch, his cock was already swollen in anticipation of shooting his load into some nice tight co-ed pussy. He looked her square in the eyes and watched as he held her hand in his own and continued to rub himself with her hand slowly up and down his cock buried in his tight jeans. "You think you could handle this cock Sasha or do you want me to try another of the girls here...honestly I like your looks just fine and the fact that you came over to me tells me you are a bit of the adventurous, dare I say risk taking type of girl...want to risk a fuck with me today babe? Just one word to you...I got a nick name from the last lady I was fucking on a regular basis...my nick name is six by eight....that's cause my cock is six inches around and 8 inches long and while that may not be the biggest cock you have seen it will definitely stretch your pussy. I mean if you are into that sort of thing!" Pulling Sasha's face close to his own he whispered in her ear "I got a good feeling about you honey and I think you are going to be just what I want. A nice hot wet tight pussy ready to be pounded by Mr. Six by Eight!"

With that he let Sasha's hand go and let his own strong big hand grab her left ass cheek giving it a nice firm squeeze. Ronnie could feel the soft round ass in his hand and could feel his cock throb against the prison of his tight jeans wanting to be released and pushed deep into this girls cunt. In his mind he was already thinking about how he was going to take her...or let her take him. Sometimes a younger girl who hasn't been well fucked wanted to be on top so she could take his cock at her own pace but really Ronnie wanted to fuck her not once but two or three times before he let his load fill her knowing in his mind that the last would be the best with her under him and her legs over his shoulder he would bend her like a pretzel and drive in deep stretching and filling her with his cock.

"Well Sasha babe are we going to just talk about this or are you gonna be my fuck toy...and if it isn't going to be you PLEASE tell which one of these little whores is gonna get to fuck big Ronnie today???"
 
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He had overheard someone talking about this place, and it had sounded like the answer to his prayers. He thought he was pretty good looking, fairly tall and well built, and statistically he was built better than average. But, he was terminally shy, almost Raj on the Big Bang Theory shy, so a girl friend had never been a happening thing.

So the opportunity to lose his virginity and perhaps get used to talking to an attractive girl seemed like a great idea.

He had showered and shaved, and dressed nicely. When he arrived, he saw some older guy at the door. He paused, looking at him, wondering where he had seen him. He took his phone and zoomed in for a pic. Loved his phone! He would figure this guy out later.
 
Ronnie was sort of confused. He had entered this thing called an SRP site and thought there would be verbal and mental ideas exchanged, that there would actually be some sexual role playing and yet as he stood there waiting days for Sasha or any of the other girls to tempt his mind with erotic thoughts and ideas he realized that he had entered a wanna be zone instead. He took time to read some of the profiles of the other people saying they wanted to participate in this thread and found that some were mere children barely out of high school and others were more interested in posting stories about aliens and zombies then engaging in this thread about good old human sex and lust.

What to do he thought....I know there are better things that I could do with my time and yet I do so enjoy the tales of sexual encounters told by folks on the lit boards but then he remembered that some times people on the lit boards are, as in real life, such a let down once you start to know them. Ronnie slowly backed out of the room and made his way back towards the back door where he had entered this thread..no one moved he doubted whether any one would even notice he had left for days but in his mind he knew that there was so much more to be had, so much more to experience. Stepping outside the back door he felt the warmth of the sun on his shoulders and the smell of freshly cut grass...yes there are better places to be and there are people out here who will respond to your posts and actually engage you in a sexual role playing adventure that will make you eagerly anticipate the next post and carefully read every word of the person who is playing with you...

Ronnie smiled to himself and headed down the sidewalk back to his truck, it was a Friday and he had just gotten done with a large job, with money in his jeans and a chance to explore other sites and possibilities on the lit boards he knew that while he had wasted a small amount of his time almost anything would be better than what he had just gone through.....
 
OOC: I'm sorry that i haven't replied. i have been having some trouble on how to reply. really sorry.i understand if i'm kicked out of the thread. really sorry.
 
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