Could someone please write a story about me?

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roz, you need to remove the "photos." from the URL in your signature.

The URL in the message works.

HBY
 
Roz,

You didn't give us much to go on about wht kind of fantasy you want. If anything goes, just pick any story and do a search and relpace changing some woman's name to "Roz." I know that's not what you mean, so tell us something.
 
Roz,

I just added my app to join your group...:)

Do you only read "strictly het", or are you game for "girl/girl" also?? I'm extremeley rusty in my writing, but I'm sure I could "cum" up with something...;)

Ladybreese
 
My current fantasy is being tied up, and a large group of guys (10+) all wanking and cumming over me. And then a couple of horny women licking the jizz off of me until i'm clean.
 
This is a "snippet" for you to try...

Hi, this little sample was inspired by your lovely photos. Can you imagine how this scene may have started, and just how do you think it may finish?

avalon.
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... as I opened the large box of toys Steve came in with a young woman, giggling at something he said to her. She sipped more wine from the glass she still carried and walked with him to the box. She stood beside me and I was entranced by the fine smell of her perfume. She nudged me and giggled again. I smell the alcohol on her fresh breath and I breathe in as much of her as I can.
"Great!" snapped Steve, "you've started to unpack."
He reached for some of the items, lifting things till her found what he wanted. He picked up a tiny leather device, flimsy and small, maybe a thong!
"Here babes, try this and see how you feel.
He fiddled with and placed it behind the lovely woman's head, pulling the strands over her long hair. She giggles again and in a few seconds she wore a tiny mask, little more than a series of soft leather strands really with a silver ring on the top. The straps fitted around her face and seemed to enhance her pretty features. She giggles again; I am not sure if she is unsure of herself here, or maybe she is too drunk.

The woman sipped her wine through the minimal constraints of the mask and smiled at me again.
"Do you think it suites me?" she asked me. Now the chin strap has affected her speech and she sounds rather slurred. I wondered if she was going to play with us tonight. If so, she is in for a shock as there are going to be many members here with their partners. As she flirted with me, using her adorable eyes, I glanced at her boobs, covered by a flimsy, short loose top. Her beautiful breasts pushed out and the cloth hung in the air like short curtains, wobbling with her body as she moved.

Behind her, Steve passed a thin cord through the silver ring and quickly doubled it, grasping both ends. Quickly, he reached up to a hanging hook, one of many and tied it. The lovely young thing looked up and giggled again. As she did this, Steve pulled the string and her head slowly lifted. As he gently pulled, the girl stood on tiptoes, body staight, still giglling. She kept her eyes on me and smiled as if we are lovers. I smiled back, hoping that she would not feel panic at this scene.

I looked at her slim body. She wore a flimsy pair of short pants, meant to show off her amazing ass as well as her lovely waist and hips. I followed her smooth skin upward till I met again the hanging loose cloth of her pale grey top. I knew that if she were higher, say hanging from one of our boards in the air, I'd be able to see the base of her breasts. "I hope she is going to stay with us," my mind screamed, already desperate to see more of her.

Steve came close to her again from behind and held both of her hands, pulling them behind her. He stood close and whispered in her ears. I imagined though that he had put his tool in her hands as he held them; I know I would have! As he spoke to her and kissed her pretty face, his hands came around her body. She kept her hands behind her even though she could have moved them. Maybe he had told her not to move, maybe she was happy to have him rub his groin on her palms.

I watched in awe as he smoothed his fingers over her belly, up a little till they slipped just under her top. I guessed he must be touching the firm curve of her breasts, but I couldn't see this. I mentally urged him to lift the girls top. If she is going to stay here tonight, then I know I and my friends ar going to see a lot more of her. More intimately than she has ever dreamed.

Steve, suddenly moved away, reached to a back pocket and tied her hands with another peice of soft leather...

[much more of this in my head, I love "affectionate bondage"]
Love from avalon.
 
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You are a very beautiful and sexy young woman Roz. I'm thinking of your request and perhaps something will come of it...Not sure what I'll come up with though. ;)
 
Hmm, seen your picture, that gotme thinking, Hmm, hmm, hmm,
What could I write about yoooou. Let me think.

HK
 
Story for you

He had bought the ironing board on his way home from the play. He shut the flat door and switched on the lights. The board was the most expensive he could buy. It had four legs and could be adjusted to various height settings, the highest almost up to his chest. He quickly took off the packaging and set it up in the middle of the floor. He swung his leg up and over the board and slowly sat down on the top. The board sank slightly under him, but held him. It seemed fine. He bounced up and down on the board to test its strength. A slight squeak but otherwise seemed very strong. How it would cope with the two of them pounding up and down, it would find out shortly.

Roz knocked on the door. He opened it and she walked past him. Instantly, she took off the long coat she was wearing. Underneath she wore just a basque and suspenders. He could feel a surge of desire rush though him. She walked over to him and stood by the board. He sat back on the top and took her hand. She swung her leg over and rested her thigh on his before jumping up on her other leg. Instantly, he felt the board drop under them.

There was a creaking groan as they dropped almost an inch. He was aware at just how flimsy the metal top was. It was not designed for this. He guessed that she was a similar weight to him; some twenty stone was now sat on the board. She kissed him, and he rang his hands down her back, before relishing her soft smooth bottom. He pulled her into him and she slowly slid herself onto his now throbbing penis. It was so horny. Her thighs pressed down onto his and he could not resist running his rough hands up her legs.

She began to move her hips, slowly at first, then as he kneaded and cupped her breasts, she moved faster. He sat there as she leaned her arms back and moved up and down. Her passion growing. With each movement, the board rocked back and forth, creaking more loudly with every thrust. His cock now rock hard from lust, he wanted her and he would have her. As Roz bounced up and down, the ironing board wobbled and dropped under them before steadying under their combined weight. It would not last much longer. Each bounce bending those metal legs a bit more. His tongue sought hers and they met with a sudden hardness, resisting and then fighting each other as their juices flowed between them.

He was so aroused now, that he just wanted release. Roz bounced up and down now, almost coming off the end of him before dropping back into his lap. The force caused the board to bounce in sympathy, each thrust squealing loudly. He was nearly there, Roz moaned softly as she felt the first tingle of pleasure run through her body. Her movements becoming almost violent now as she sought her release. In a flash he imagined her sister sat behind him, and then he erupted inside, hot come spurted up with her final bounce. She screamed in ecstacy as her release came. Waves of pleasure rippled through her. Before he realised what was happening, she had slid off him, a sticky trail of cum linking them. She swung herself off the board and jumped down, the board rising as he she did.

Then, before he could say anything she was back on his lap, facing the other way. She guided his still hard cock into her and then she began thrusting again. She had sat more forward this time, and with each thrust the board dropped in a creaking protest. There was no stopping her. Roz almost jumping up and down in his lap, moaning then squealing as she could feel herself coming again. With a sudden scream she landed on him, her body aching with lust and desire suddenly released with another wave of her orgasm. And then there was a sudden feeling of falling. The board no longer could hold their passion, finally yielded to their pounding, and they collapsed in a heap on the floor. Their desire complete.
 
roz_69babe said:
My current fantasy is being tied up, and a large group of guys (10+) all wanking and cumming over me. And then a couple of horny women licking the jizz off of me until i'm clean.

Well you just sailed right past my comfort zone...congratulations, that's a feat not easily accomplished.
 
Railway Slut Adventures

Hi Roz, take a look at the Railway Slut Adventures via my signature below. If any are on the right lines, let me know and I'll see if I can come up with something a little dirtier for your character.
Rick
 
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