- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- Online Availability
- Mostly evening GMT -5 timezone
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- I really enjoy romance in my roleplays; however, I do prefer to work up to it using suspense, tragedy, and mystery. The majority of my roleplays also dive into the libertine section, though I don't prefer this to be the main genre or focus.
As Silas sat up against the headboard, Julia took her time to undress his rugged body slowly. He was muscular and masculine, ripples of stone hard flesh revealed underneath his t-shirt and jeans. For some reason, Julia felt like a teenager undressing a man for the first time. It had been awhile since she had done something so intimate. Usually, all the men she had been with were quick and dirty at fucking.
So of course, Julia took her time. Once she had discarded his shirt and pants she leaned into his chest and kissed his collarbone, admiring the feel of his naked body against her own. Her breasts pressed up against his muscles and she wiggled a little bit, enjoying the contact thoroughly. His boxers were the next to go, manhood springing me, it all its long and hard glory,
"Thank you for this gift," she whispered. The gift of dignity, of self respect. He was giving her her life back.
So of course, Julia took her time. Once she had discarded his shirt and pants she leaned into his chest and kissed his collarbone, admiring the feel of his naked body against her own. Her breasts pressed up against his muscles and she wiggled a little bit, enjoying the contact thoroughly. His boxers were the next to go, manhood springing me, it all its long and hard glory,
"Thank you for this gift," she whispered. The gift of dignity, of self respect. He was giving her her life back.