What will you make me experience?

MelMelMel

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Hello everybody newbie virgin girl MelMelMel here!

I was feeling a little bit bored recently and decided to spice things up for myself. I am a 19 year old virgin girl who is mixed race and has felt a little bit frustrated with my 'personal' sessions, they just don't seem to have the same appeal they used to, so I decided to try something different. Okay here is my idea, I will write the first part of a story which will encompass the beginning of a scenario with me as the protagonist. It will be entitled act 1 of the story and will introduce myself from my point of view, now what I want you to do is write the second act of the story from somebody elses perspective (yourself or some OC you created if you want) and you can put me into any situation you want. If you want me naked and completely exposed, or even if you want me tied up and tickled its all good so please just say so (Though keep it within fetish guidlines). I will put out fetish guidelines I do not want you to cross however like if I say don't write scat I expect no scat. PM me the stories and please don't post in the thread as I wish to keep it empty for the other acts. Anyway I will write act 3 and end the story after which we will start a new story okay?

This story description.
I have gone to do some catch-up work at college when some interesting and perverted things begin to happen...

Fetishes not allowed are.
Snuff, death of any kind, torture (like having me lose an ear resevoir dogs style etc.)

Act 1
Hi there I’m Melanie and this here story is the first time I have ever done anything I would consider over perverse, you see I’m a young girl who’s of Hispanic blood and has been living in England. Whilst I have normally had a usually relaxed life there have been a couple of times where...interesting stuff happened to me and I figured that covering them here would be a good thing for my masturbation sessions as having others know this is quite a turn-on. This story happened to me a couple of years ago and I remember it quite fondly, however do keep in mind that I have changed the names of a couple of the people in the story though my name has stayed the same. Other than that also keep in mind I am a bit older now so if any details seem a bit well poorly explained that is due to my memory anyway please sit back, relax and enjoy my perverted tale.
Growing up I had always thought of myself as a perverted girl. It was something that had always bothered me and no matter what I tried I always seemed to have dirty thoughts about most things. Hell from the age of about 12 I had discovered fetishes that most would have never thought about till well after puberty was done. I had discovered at least two fetishes from being very young and I would have the weirdest dreams about them, what would have made it weirder to most however would be the fact that I have always been a decently attractive girl having decently large breasts, a curvy body, long thick hair and a skin complexion that really shows my Hispanic blood.
I discovered my first fetish which was my love of feet and being tickled when I was over at a friend’s house and now I know he probably had a foot fetish but at the time I didn’t realise it. Anyway he would play games with me with the punishment for losing being I would have to let him tickle my feet, and he was quite thorough with it reaching even between the toes. The second being discovering my love for exposure and it began with me watching an episode of Pokémon where Ash, Brock and Misty went to a hot spring and whilst bathing the wall separating the male and female side fell down allowing them to see each other. I then thought about that happening to me and the idea seemed quite pleasant in fact being caught completely nude by others seemed to be something I would like to do which is weird for a young girl to think about.
So anyway back on track what happened to me was moderately interesting and decently perverted, it all began one Saturday morning when I was walking to college. Now I remember this quite vividly as it was unpleasantly hot outside and I was feeling the full effects of its blistering heat. Between you and me though the feeling of sweat dripping down my body was actually kind of arousing, but otherwise the whole weather seemed generally uncomfortable. I soon made my way into college as I was planning on doing some catch-up when I noticed how empty everything was, whether it was the halls or even the classrooms nobody seemed to be around. Anyway just as a piece of information my college had a pair of turnstiles at the entrance which was normally guarded by security and a receptionist but today there was nobody which was strange. “I wonder where everybody is...” I thought to myself as I walked inside the main entrance and made my way up to the first floor to my classroom. Though it was most likely locked since it was a Saturday, and to my lack of surprise it was locked...a sigh escaped my rose coloured lips before I forced myself up to the fifth floor to see if my teachers were in their office which low and behold they were not...another tired sigh escaped me as I found myself walking back downstairs. I soon began to feel a deep sense of frustration as my legs began to moan causing me to let out a little grunt of pain. Little did I know that this feeling of boredom wouldn't last as I made my way to the only other place to study, the Library!

Please PM your second acts!
 
Help Mel! I had great fun writing a second act, only to discover that you don't have an IM address. Please get one so I can send you my Act II.

Panchro
 
Too bad I'm at work I'll just have a fun time thinking of act II hopefully your pms are on by then!
 
Interesting idea. You've left no way to contact you. You must have PMs turned off and left no contact info.

Here's to hoping you check your thread.
 
You don't have PM's turned on - so...

Another hot, humid day - I head to the library; not a lot of people around, must be some event happening elsewhere.

Ah, relief - I nod to the rather attractive lady behind the counter - glasses even - and head to the stacks. About a quarter hour later - I've got a pile of books from the list and find a table - set them out along with my laptop.

I really don't want to head into the work - procrastination is something I always need to fight - and I notice another person coming in from the entryway. Very female - dark - sexy I think to myself. Nice - her thin t-shirt is plastered against her body, she must have been walking around the campus. Wow.

Hmm, tight jeans - and it looks like sandals? I'm far more interested in her than in my work - I see her looking around, catch her eye and smile at her. She sees me - smiles back - this is starting very well I think.

She sets her things down, starts to head into the stacks. Quickly thinking I grab a bottle of water from my bag and saunter over to where she's disappeared. I find her - lush is the description I'd use - her now obvious Latin background providing curves that I found alluring... she stopped and turned, looking into the stacks - rose colored lips I thought - I wonder if her nipples are the same color?

"Hi" I announce as I walk up, not wanting to startle her - but I see she's been watching me from the corner of her eye - a hint of a smile on her lips. "You looked like you might want some water - it's a hot humid day - and I brought extra's." I offer the bottle to you - still cool - and you turn towards me, a cheerful smile on those rose colored lips... and I see your dark eyes, your full, heavy chestnut hair.

I envision you naked - your dark hair, rose colored lips - somewhat darker complexion - your curves...

You take the bottle and we set to chatting. I sit on one of the stools next to us and you grin at me, I think you've caught me looking at your perfectly manicured toes. Well, I don't want to stare at your breasts - even though they look marvelous - pity your t-shirt is drying...

You say something about the walking you did this morning - that sandals were probably not the best thing to have worn (I disagreed of course - pretty feet in running shoes, such a shame!) - and being a gallant gentleman I offer to massage them...

I was only slightly joking - and I think you were also when you lifted your left foot and placed it in my lap. Challenge? Or opportunity? Well, I thought to myself, fortune smiles on the brave - or fools - as I slipped your sandal off and began to gently massage...
 
sorry

Okay boys I have turned on private messaging, sorry I didn't realise that it would be turned off especially when most other forums leave it turned on...anyway message away!
 
Thanks

I have to say I am so glad for all the help from you boys! In response to the nice guys out there I want to say a few words. The first thing is that in case some of you have been wondering the girl described is me in pretty fine detail, though despite describing myself I won't post pics online (I'm sorry to anybody who this upsets) It's just because I whilst being a perverted girl like to myself mostly incognito online as I still live at home at the moment (I am 19 but am not completely independant).

Next order of business is the fact that my stories only have 3 acts, this is because I was hoping to write multiple stories and would allow multiple people to get involved with each being separate and cohesive in their own ways. I am as stated before a virgin and this was because I have never met the right guy and in fact I have also saved my first kiss as well! (I am a complete virgin and I desperately need to be spoiled). I feel another reason is that my fetishes turn a lot of guys off as they think its weird...but whatever thats why I am here.

Another thing to say is that my fetishes include and your story will get bonus points for: feet, humiliation, exhibitionism, anal or ass play, sweat, tickling and even a bit of lesbianism (I am bi-curious). Don't try to include all of these just which ones you feel comfortable with as if you had fun writing it I'll have fun reading it. The one that made me feel the most hot and bothered will be placed as the continuation and I will write my act 3 based on it.

Now just one last present I always read these stories in the nude with one hand on the keyboard and another on my pussy. It has a decently thick brown bush to hide the pink lips! I just wanted you to know as well that sometimes my keyboard gets a bit sticky lol, anything else will be covered in greater detail at a later date and also if any girls wanna join in on the fun please let me know after all I am a bit bi-curious.

Thank you, I love all of you and here is XXX these kisses can go anywhere you want!
 
deadline

Hello all a couple things
1. The deadline for act 2 is tonight at 7pm in Engliands timezone (not entirely sure the name of it) PM me your side of the story by then.
2. Whoever wins will decide the setting for my second story like if they want it iat the beach or at my house.
3. I will look into moving this to a thread in sexual role paying games as I wasn't sure wherebto put this at first.

Kisses Mel
 
Hello all a couple things
1. The deadline for act 2 is tonight at 7pm in Engliands timezone (not entirely sure the name of it) PM me your side of the story by then.
2. Whoever wins will decide the setting for my second story like if they want it iat the beach or at my house.
3. I will look into moving this to a thread in sexual role paying games as I wasn't sure wherebto put this at first.

Kisses Mel
England's timezone at this time of year is called Greenwich Mean Time.

(In the summer, when we push the clocks forward an hour, it's British Summer Time).

Hope that helps?
 
Act 2 written by ixx25

Wow i havw to say it was incredibly hard to choose but after a little while i decided on this story courtesy of ixx25, i am sorry if you didn't win but believe me all the stories were its just this one made me quite well naughty.

was a warm Saturday, the campus was very quiet, so the library was even quieter than usual. She walked in looking kind of lonely and bored, but I could tell right away that she looked distracted by something, almost like a sense of nervous excitement in her face. She gazed around, and chose a table near the back bookshelves.*I assumed she must be waiting for someone, thinking there was no reason a woman who looked as good as she did would be alone. I stayed at my table and watched her, admiring her curvy body, her long hair, and her dark complexion. Her large breasts pressed out against the material of her top, and she sat with her legs crossed beneath the table the whole time I had been looking at her.
*I had been watching her for about ten minutes when she shifted and stretched. At that moment we made eye contact for the first time, and she immediately looked away. I continued to look at her. Several times she started to steal a glance my way, but stopped at the last second. She pretended not to notice me as I sat down across the table from her. Finally, her head tilted in my direction and our eyes met again. I locked my gaze onto her eyes this time, determined not to let her look away again This time I maintained eye contact with her, and when I saw that she was trying to turn her head away, I said "Don't."
"Don't what," she said.
"Don't turn away again. Are you waiting for someone?"
"No."
"I think you are. I think you've waiting for someone like me. I think you've been waiting for someone like me for a long time."
"I don't know what you mean."
"Yes you do. You’ve fantasized about someone who would take responsibility for you and to whom you could surrender. You want someone who will take control and help you experience some of the things you have only fantasized about.”
Her eyes grew wide and she gasped. "How can you know that about my thoughts? I've never told anyone….”
"Yes you have, you told me, by the way you looked at me and in the way you tried not to look at me."
I stood up and walked over to the chair next to her, I pulled it close, and our legs touched almost from knee to hip when I sat down. I put my arm around the back of her chair and reached over her right shoulder, letting my hand hang down in front of her chest. She offered no resistance. I let my hand settle with my fingertips just barely touching her nipple through her clothes. She shivered. She looked around nervously, wondering if anyone else saw what was happening. But the few other people in the library were engrossed in their own books and studies. I began to circle her nipple with my index finger and felt it harden and thrust itself against the fabric of her top. She looked a little frightened, but yet the excitement was apparent as her nipple was as hard as a pebble.
I took my hand away, and slowly slid it under the table and placed it on her knee. I left it there, squeezed a little, and at that moment I think she knew that she was mine. I pushed against her knee, forcing her legs apart, which caused her to uncross them. I very slowly slid my hand just a little higher on her thigh, pushing her skirt up a little bit. She bit her lip as I continued moving my hand up, to the top of her thigh now, and then slowly toward the inside of it.
She moves her own hand down there to stop mine, but I whisper to her to take it away and to put her hands on the table and leave them there. My fingers are feeling the inside of her thigh now, and she lets out a soft moan as she looks around again to make sure that no one can see. I keep pushing my hand further, getting near her panties, and she holds her breath as I slip one finger under them, curling it, lifting the leg band away from her body for second, and then run it even further inside and down toward her pussy.
*The tip of my finger touches her pussy, and I feel that it is wet already. I give it a little flick with my fingertip, then slowly take it away, run it back down her thigh, all the way down to her knee. I give her knee another squeeze, another reminder that she is mine now.
“Your panties are soaked, and the are in the way, I want you take them off”
"Right now?” she asked, startled by the demand*
"Yes, take them off and give them to me."
She immediately rose to her feet.
"Where do you think you're going?" I said sharply.
"To the ladies room to do as you said."
"I never said to go to the ladies room."
"But, you wanted me to remove my panties for you."
"Yes, and you will."
A look of understanding flashed across her face. She understood now. A look of fear followed the understanding. She looked as if she wanted to run away, but she sat back down.
"Do it now," I tell her.
She pulled her skirt up as high as she thought she could without baring herself to the others in the library. She reached up under her skirt and pulled the waistband of the panties off her hips, then she raised up slightly in her seat and pulled to get them panties down to her thighs. She pulled them down and carefully lifted her left and then her right foot out of the panties. Then she tried to hand them to me under the table, but I refused to take them. She looked at me, puzzled, as I held out my hand above the table and said, "Give them to me."
Her face blushed as she slowly raised the panties from under the table and placed them in my hand. They were soft and black with lace panels above the crotch on either side of the center. I took them from her, feeling the moisture that had drenched them. I held them dangling from one of my fingers as she looked wildly around the library to see if anyone was looking.
I placed her panties on the table, and squeezed her knee again, quickly moving to the top of her with nothing blocking my path now. I can sense that she is nervous as I slide my fingers straight up to her pussy this time, bumping my knuckles against it, then touching it with my fingertips. I gently pull her lips to one side, feeling her wetness, my fingertips now playing with her pussy as she looks straight ahead as if nothing is happening under the table.
I suddenly push one of my fingers in, and she lets out a soft gasp. She knows she has to be quiet as I take my finger out and move it up the seam up her opening, up to her clit, flicking my fingertip against the bottom of it. Another sigh as I take my finger away from her clit and push it in again, all the way in this time. I slide it almost all the way out before sliding it back in, and repeat the motion, now fucking her with my finger under the table. She is straining to maintain her composure now, wondering how long I intend to continue this, afraid she will not be able to control herself much longer.
I lean in close to her, still fucking her with my finger, harder and firmer now, and whisper in her ear… “Do want to cum for me, right now, right here, in the library?
*Her eyes widened as a mix of excitement and fear filled her. Could she do it? Could she possibly have an orgasm right here in public at his command?
He continued fucking her, two fingers sliding rhythmically in and out of her dripping wet pussy. When the back of his hand started to bump against her clit, there was no way she could resist… she just had to cum.
“Yes… please… I want to cum for you…. please, please make me cum…
 
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Act 3

My eyes watered, my legs trembled, my heart danced as I struggled to keep my composure. This man's eyes stared at me as his fingers violated my most personal area. I begged him to allow me to cum like a puppy begged its master for attention. Sitting there as sweat dripped down my body, my face red and my mouth gasping for air. The pleasure I was feeling was worth it however as the mixture of humiliation and fear made my body more aware but less in control of my senses. Yet when I begged I noticed a shimmer in his eye almost as if he knew something I didn't, something that made him tremble with excitement.

"No you will not cum..." He said as he pulled his fingers out of me whilst wearing a smile that made the whole idea seem almost hilarious to him.

"But!" I held my tongue as I knew the moment I spoke I will lose any self-restraint I had left.

His eyes examined my reaction as I trembled slightly like I was an animal about to be hit. "..." His face didn't changed and even so I felt no love from this man, no kindness, all I felt was something dangerous, something predatorial like he was about to devour me. He stood up and with a nasty smile he moved in close and whispered in my ear. "If you want to finish up, then please come with me, if not then maybe you can stay here in a pool of your own frustration, shame and let's not forget bodial fluids." He began walking and as he did something enticed me to follow.

I stood up from the chair and as I did I felt the skin of my legs peel from its grasp, turning around I noticed that a small damp puddle had formed on the chair of my sweat and my pussy juice. I blushed thinking about somebody else noticing it and taking a deep whiff to work out what it is. I turned back around and saw him staring at me from a window outside the libraray, I was about to give chase on my shaky legs but remembered that he still has my panties. "Good thing I'm not wearing a short skirt..." I thought to myself as I followed him as quickly as I could with my skirt flying everywhere exposing me to the world.

He was walking down a long corridor that stretched past the library, to me however it was alien as it was a section of the college I had never been to. He however moved rather quckly and studiously causing me to struggle to keep up until soon we arrived at some steps. My legs ached as I stared at them before he told me to climb the stairs. "But, I can't go up these stairs with no panties..." I complained as his eyes turned sharp.

"...You will climb these stairs." He said coldly.

"..." I began walking up the stairs, perfectly aware of the fact that anybody walking by could look up and see up my skirt. Soon however I noticed his hand run up the back of my thigh before it rubbed against my asshole. Letting out a surprised gasp I turned around. "That's the wrong hole!" I cringed as his face changed.

"No it seems like the perfect hole to me..." His finger darted inside causing me to yelp slightly.

He then began pushing me up to the top floor of these stairs, when I reached it however I noticed that it was completely empty. "Where are we...?" I asked.

"Nowhere too important." He said pulling his finger out from inside me once again.

I cried a little when he did but even so I had never thought to penetrate my asshole. Turning to face him, his eyes changed as he examined his finger. "It appears your pussy has made even your ass sopping wet with its juices..." He said as if it was so natural. "Now I would like you to bend over and lift up your skirt."

"I knew it would come to this..." I thought to myself as slowly whilst shaking I lifted up my skirt and bared my rump to him. I closed my eyes as I awaited him, I braced myself for whatever hole he would pick. "Maybe he is an ass man?" I said to myself wondering whether I will be able to save my true virginity for somebody else. I soon however found nothing happening and so I opened my eyes and turned to him and as if waiting for that moment I stopped bracing myself his hand moved swiftly and collided against my backside with a CRASH!

Tears began streaming down my face as I try to scream but no voice escapes my lips. "And again." His hand once again crashes down on my backside causing my eyes to widen and yet it seemed he was nowhere near close to finishing as this treatment continued for about 5 minutes straight with every second feeling like an eternity. Eventually I begged him to stop as my cheeks turned a crimson red. "Please..no more, my ass can't take it..." I cried.

"You don't seem to get how this works, you stop when I say okay?" He hand moved across my backside and a burning sensation crawled through it. Then as if sensing my fear he pulls away from my backside. I let out a sigh of relief before he cracked his hand against it one last time. "Don't ever talk back to me." He said as I fell to my knees gasping for air, with both of my cheeks screaming in pain.

"...I'm sorry..." I said between tears.

"Listen, you are going to obey me okay? Now how many men have you been with?" He said with a smile.

"...None..." I replied blushing.

"...And how many women?"

"Still none..." I looked down at the ground.

"A virgin eh?" He looked at me studiously before pulling out some from his pocket. "Place your hands behind your back..."

I did as he said whilst still wondering why he had tape on him and then I felt him walk behind me before he began to tie my hands together as if I was praying. I struggled to move them as they were trapped before he told me to stand up and look at him. "Yes, sir..." I cried.

He then grabbed my shirt and in one quick motion forced all of the buttons apart revealing my black bra and my C-cup caramel coloured breasts. In some way he then forced off the shirt in one quick motion whilst still keeping it intact. "Its damp with sweat..." He said calmly.

"...Sorry..." I replied noticing my tits are barely covered.

"Next are your sandals..." He forced them off of me one foot at a time. "Your feet look quite lovely." He smiled before standing up and moving onto my bra.

His hand moved behind me and with a "click" I felt my support leave me as my pink hardened nipple got exposed to the cool air. "Ah..." I let slip from my mouth.

He placed his fingers on my nipple and gave a slight pinch which to me felt like hell at the moment as I have been so close to cuming and yet not been allowed which made me oversensitive. "Please stop..." I muttered as he bent down.

"Finally!" He then with one quick motion forced my skirt to my ankles causing me to instinctively try to cover my exposed area. My hands however wouldn't move as they were taped behind my back and in a panic I just pressed my knees together as if to hide my private garden from his eyes however hair still streaked out.

"...D-don't, please don't look..." I felt the excitement turn to fear as I knew I was beaten.

"The smell, the look, the feeling..." He smiled whilst hiking up my leg. "It's perfect." His tongue moved in and began to wriggle around every inch of my pussy, from the lips to the clit to even the inside. He was tasting every section.

"N-no...stop...no m-more..." I begged as I got closer and closer to exploding until eventually a surge of electricity coursed through me as my body buckled. My mind gave way and I fell to my knees. Almost as if a blackout hit me I felt like I had been unconscious for an eternity but it really must've been only 5 minutes and as I recovered I had noticed that the man had gone, with the only things left being my clothes in a pile on a floor...

The End

Hope you enjoyed it, I won't be writing another story for a week or so and ixx25 when I do come back you can decide the setting of the story so think about that. Kisses
 
Hello

Sorry for the late replies I have been just a little busy but I will add a new story begining in the sexual roleplay section however it will be the same format with Act 1 being written by me and act 2 being written by one of my fans!

Love you all and kisses.

Yours sincerely a tired, sweaty and very much naked Mel.
 
Apologies

Heya all,

I'm here to say sorry for my recent absence you see I had come down with the flu and after which I had an issue with getting some of my work for college done. It hasn't been the easiest December but I promise you that I am working on stories. In fact I have another little bit more interesting story planned soon.

I will be posting in teh SRP thread from now on and will start a thread telling you when. I hope you all understand and can forgive me.

I also have to say please some of you stop inviting me for sex chat I mean I know I kind of invite it to some extent but I really am not a sex chat kind of gal. Also any of you lesbian girls out there can join the story contest cause I am a bit bicurious ;)

Thanks for listening
 
hello

I just wanted to apologise for being silent on here for so long. Life has taken a bit too much of my time as of late and I make no promises but I will try to get back here about March time.

Thank you and Michellephan I know its late but SRPG stand for sexual role play... :)
 
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