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1. Please do not reply to this thread. Should you find yourself intrigued by what you find, feel free to inquire through a private message. I would like to keep this area free from any obstructions while maintaining a neat and clear representation of what I have to offer my potential writing partners. First impressions are indeed everything, are they not? I've always felt as though that by keeping a clean and well kept request thread, one can expect to draw the attention of those that share a more sophisticated approach related to that of the writing pool. Not only this, but you will certainly have a better chance of getting my attention through a private text. Primarily, because I don't use my request thread for anything other than an occasional edit or bump for writing recruitment. I appreciate everyone's cooperation in rendering aid within this department!
2. My posting schedule can vary quite drastically. What I do for a living does get in the way of my writing more often than not, unfortunately. Despite my love for the craft, it is alas, only a hobby and I must attend to my real life tendencies before any activity related to what transpires here on Umbra. There are times when I can post multiple times throughout any given week. Perhaps even multiple times throughout the course of one day, should we both be available. However, this luxury is admittedly quite rare within my life. Normally, I make it a priority to post at least once every week. Usually, this day of the week will fall on a Sunday. This day is also the best chance that I have to be available throughout it's entirety. If there is any delay with my posting schedule, which can happen, I will always communicate this. I expect this same courtesy in return. Communication is the best key to a healthy and long lasting partnership, is it not?
3. I'm ghost friendly. As much as it pains myself to admit, I've been on both sides of this coin. I'm not proud of it by any means and have long since made a drastic change in how I communicate with my writing partners. I respect the fact that you are a living, breathing human being on the opposite side of this screen. One with a heart, feelings, and a sense of respect. I also respect the fact that there are times when you're only desire is simply just disappear from the face of the planet…without a trace. This is no one's business but your own. I've been there. Again, I'm not saying that I'm proud of it…but I've been there.
Introduction to the Writer
Hello, all! Welcome to my little corner of the Sanctum. I hope that my effort and attention to detail will be evident throughout the length of this thread, as I have always been extremely keen in taking great care with the work that I so carefully construct and put forth. All for your own viewing pleasure, of course!
I've been writing for the vast majority of my life. Having now just recently crossed into my late twenties era, this should shed some sort of light on my experience level and just how long I've been active within this space. I consider myself to be a highly detailed piece writer, as well as exceptionally literate and prolific with my word play. Before allowing my posts to make their grand debut, I always carefully proofread and spellcheck each and every sentence within each and every paragraph that I construct. Writing is a passion of mine and I do my utmost best in expressing this by the effort that I try so hard to equally passionately to put forth. I want to build something that I can look at with immense pride and satisfaction. Nothing more and certainly not less! All while of course, providing my writing partners with these same feelings in retrospect. I want my posts to excite them in every way imaginable. By no means will I ever take any shortcuts when it comes to delivering a well written and greatly sought after product. Again, all for your viewing pleasure!
I live and strive to deliver quality above quantity above all else.
Still yet, I am indeed, only a simple human being. I am certainly no English Major, either! Mistakes and small blemishes within my text can and, sometimes certainly do, tend to surface from time to time. While I will never guarantee perfection, I will however, always aim to achieve it!
Upon your request, I would be more than willing to provide you with some samples relating to that of my most recent work, should you at all be curious as to what I'm attempting to convey as far as my ability as a writer is concerned.
When regarding just what it is exactly that piques my own interest as a writer, I must admit that the genre related to that of erotic Slice-of-Life has always held the highest value and taken up the vast majority of my time within my writing career. For myself at least, I've always found this genre to be the most fun and enjoyable to relish and play within. Being able to write out realistic scenarios and fantasies that otherwise may never actually transpire within our own lives is a level of excitement that I've just never been able to quite describe very clearly. Perhaps it is the sense of realism that these scenarios so often provide…a clear, vivid picture of something that actually could potentially happen to us some day at any given moment in time. Something that otherwise would cease to and never exist within our ordinary lives if it not be for our imaginations.
In short, these factors alone have always granted myself with an intoxicating and simply undeniable euphoria that I just love to explore time and time again.
Perhaps…I could take your hand and show you just what I mean? Show you just how it feels…
Kinks, Fetishes, & Limitations
This is an area that I prefer to discuss privately with my partners. Out of respect for them, as well as for myself. We don't have to get extremely explicit. However, I do expect to arrive to a mutually understood conclusion as to where we both stand on our wants, desires, and limits.
When regarding myself, I'm a fairly open minded and optimistic individual on most fronts. Though if there is something you feel might be a little controversial within the bedroom, let's discuss it first before incorporating it, yeah? I will of course, always extend this same courtesy back to them.
Storylines & Plots
As mentioned earlier, the bulk of my interests lay within the realm of erotic Slice-of-Life. You can expect the storylines found below to revolve quite heavily around this particular subject. However, nothing you read below is set in stone. Everything is subject to change and editing. Should anything arouse any interest within yourself to explore further, please, don't hesitate to reach out to me! I'm more than willing to lend my ear to anything you might have to say. Perhaps you'd like to incorporate something? Maybe even discard something in an effort to make the specific storyline more appealing and enjoyable for you? You miss every shot that you don't take, after all…
So please, don't be shy in using your voice!
1. Detention Sucks!
A tale that will revolve primarily around the lives and history between three lifelong friends that are attending a highly corrupt and twisted College/University. One that is surrounded by a thick haze of invisible mist related to that of tantalizing lust and even sweeter debauchery. This particular story will require the necessary skills to be able to manage and portray a minimum of two individual characters at once. Quite possibly more, but this is negotiable depending on the direction that we decide to take. I understand that something of this nature isn't everyone's cup of tea, though I do hope to find the few that would be willing take on such a wonderful and unique challenge.
Backstory
William A. Reynolds is a young man in his early twenties. He is bold, strong, kind, and incredibly loyal to those closest to him. However, the boy has always lacked a certain responsibility related to anything other than having a good time. While he could be considered a hardworking individual amongst most tasks, his academic scores would certainly argue this any day of any given week.
Throughout most of his life, there had always been three main distractions that always seemed to occupy the majority of his time…
Girls, girls, girls…and everything in between.
Having always been an attractive and confident young fellow, William would often dedicate his time to his various and numerous female counterparts. All while he most certainly should have been donating this valuable time to something far more productive. Perhaps something like, planning for a successful future for himself after High School? Or perhaps pursuing a specific and fulfilling line of work that had the potential to sustain him for years to come? Studying to further his education through a College or University was certainly out of the question. He had never been known to be so ambitious, after all.
Though yet, here he had somehow found himself…failing miserably while attempting to drag himself through the twilight of a dwindling college career. After only one year, at that…to no one's surprise, either. Having graduated from High School earlier that year, William had been faced with an unwanted dilemma.
Responsibility.
He had hardly any money and absolutely no solid plan to act on for the sake of his adult life going forward upon graduating High School. Unlike the vast majority of his peers and classmates, all who were either readying themselves to attend a College or University, or going straight into work and trade school. His parents had even been urging him to soon make plans on moving out, as they would soon be selling their family's home and moving far away from the area. All of which had no interest to a boy that only wanted his life to remain the same…though he had to make some sort of decision, didn't he? Whether he had liked it or not, it had long since been time for him to mature and start thinking like an adult.
After some debate and encouragement from some of his closest and most influential friends; Arianna and Emma; he had made a last minute and desperate attempt to try and pay his way through college with what little money he had to his name. Following the pair to a University not far away called; Chapel. All while working a better job in a packaging plant not far from his apartment just off campus. He hadn't a clue as to what he would pursue as far as any sort of potential major or diploma was concerned, hoping to find some sort of inspiration as he went along. However, this endeavor of his to walk a straightforward path to success and enlightenment would soon derail as old habits tended to die oh so hard.
It hadn't taken the boy long at all to falter from what he had imagined would grant him a new way of mind and higher state of maturity. Due to his own dynamic personality, William had been quick to meet and acquire new friendships that would ultimately lead him astray and back down this very same and familiar path of intoxicating debauchery…full of sensual pleasures unlike anything he had ever experienced before.
This sort of heightened level of desire to have a better time would soon have a domino affect on his success as a good student. What had only been one missed class, would swiftly turn into all of them being missed. What were once fair and steady grades, were now far below the passing level. His new employer had even gone as far as to fire him for simply too many days missed, as well. Now, with no income, how could one afford to continue such an expensive endeavor through a prestigious university such as Chapel? How could an individual like himself possibly bounce back and out of the hole he had so diligently worked himself into…? By way through some sort of amount of extra credit, of course! All thanks to the kindness and generosity of one of his most beloved female professors…
Mrs. Natalie Patterson is a young and wildly intelligent woman. Having graduated at the top of her college class just two short years prior at this same University from which she and William attended, she had managed to land a successful career as a college professor. She is married to the sweetest man, living her best life in more ways than most would probably imagine amongst these seemingly quiet and ordinary hallways of the Chapel…all thanks to her own diligent hard work that had been far more than enough to impress her own professors at the time. So much so in fact, she had now become one of them.
As beautiful as the universe is infinite, Mrs Patterson has never been at all naive to the power that a full and womanly figure can possess. Having not long ago been that very same and seemingly innocent little bookworm while harboring the dirty little secret that she was nothing more than a perverted little slut for her professors to manhandle and use…much like the very young adult women she so graciously guides each day she comes to work. The very ones she envies to her very core…as she is only further and further cast aside by her old professors whom favor each and every new batch of freshly young and feminine figures that arrive on campus, year after year.
Upon William's arrival on campus however, she would find a much needed comfort within the attention that he would so often give to her. Sure, It had never been an unusual occurrence for some of the young men within her classes to bestow upon her some sort of subtle affirmation and intimate desire. Because she was so close in age with most, if not all of them, one could almost expect it to happen more often than not. Still yet, however, she had always remained careful not to indulge in any of these wanton desires of her own related to her students. Should she or any of her former professors turned colleagues be caught for sleeping with their students by someone outside of their circle, the consequences would be dire and everlasting.
In the case of William however, she had always sensed something…different about him. To her, he was far more mature than he often made himself out to be. He was very confident for a man that was so young. Of course, there remained her physical attraction toward him, as well. His reputation as a conqueror in bed amongst the female students throughout campus only caused her to crave him that much more…to show him just how exactly a real woman could treat a man of his caliber, instead of fooling around with those silly little blonde playthings.
So, upon learning that he would soon be terminated from the school due to his behavior and depleting performance, Natalie had been the first and only of the faculty to voluntarily take him under her wing. To act as his tutor and guidance counselor while steering him in the right direction toward a brighter future. To aid him in the realization that a better and successful life was truly possible outside of his less than responsible and outright destructive lifestyle of lust and thrill.
If only Mrs. Natalie Patterson was indeed that type of responsible woman herself and had been telling the truth…
She only wanted to get him alone and take him down!
Having neared the conclusion of their first session together within the quiet, false security that was her classroom, the two of them had been caught at a…less than opportune moment in time while in an even lesser position by way of an anonymous tip provided by another anonymous stranger. Natalie had been caught bent over her own desk with her hands bound behind her back by William's vice-like grip. All while he so vigorously fucked that ample, thick ass as she so shamelessly begged him for more. Grinding, rolling those wide hips back against the thick, long, and throbbing shaft between the young man's legs.
Mrs. Natalie Patterson had been immediately terminated from her position at Chapel University following the incident.
In William's case however, he had been escorted off of campus and sternly informed not to attend any of his up and coming classes for the foreseeable future while the incident was under investigation by the University. Instead, the boy would be meeting with Mrs. Jennifer Anderson; the school's head of operations and Dean; the following evening to discuss the matter and possible expelling.
William now finds himself alone within Mrs. Anderson's quiet office the following evening at the appointed time. However, he has been waiting for the better part of an hour without any sign of anyone's expected arrival.
Its a Friday evening after hours on campus…hardly anyone remains. Final exams come with the arrival of the following Monday, meaning that most students and faculty are more than likely locked away within their most safest of spaces while making fierce and appropriate preparations.
Some, holding a far more unique value than that of some others…
William however, still remains locked from inside Mrs. Anderson's office, fearing that he may have been forgotten. His only way out would have been through the only window that sat behind the lone wooden desk that was placed within the center of the room. The same one he had been quite anxiously and wistfully staring out of since his arrival. Pondering silently to himself just what sort of new trouble might lay ahead of him within the near future…
This answer would soon come to him by way of the sight related to that of not one, but two, familiar and voluptuous figures passing by the window from the outside and through the courtyard. Figures belonging to the intoxicating and outright tantalizing duo that were better known to him as Arianna and Emma, bound for the campus library for some last minute and final test preparations of their own.
Arianna Richardson and Emma Claire…
Two names that the boy had grown quite fond of while growing up. The three of them, having grown up together within the same small town and attended the same High School, had managed to form a strong and everlasting friendship due to their time together throughout those young and tender years. William, having always been the excitable womanizer that he'd come to later be known as, had consistently pursued these two particular females…though, to no avail.
Arianna and Emma, unlike the vast majority of William's regular bedpost queens, were of a far more sophisticated type. These two were hardworking, insanely intelligent, and both equally as driven and dedicated to their studies. Nothing short of a complete and total opposite package than that of their dear friend. A friend whom they had always seen as just that and nothing more. A shoulder to cry on, nonetheless. Someone whom they both could trust and confide confidently within should they ever desired to do so. Not only this, but there had also always been a part of either of them that so utterly adored the attention that he would so often and graciously shower them with.
As dedicated as they had always been to whatever might have been their work at the time, the two girls would often find themselves immensely overwhelmed by the stresses that followed. They desired a much needed release of steam…turning to their just as equally as busy and prestigious boyfriends for this particular and required release. Though only to so seldom ever receive any of their attention and gratification due to their own work…ignoring their love and affection in favor of a higher grade.
This would often infuriate the two of them to a means of no end. Oftentimes, to the point where they would feel as though they would be left with little to no choice but to seek this desired attention out elsewhere…
Now, despite being the seemingly innocent and extraordinarily exceptional students that they were, a good girl still longed for a chance to let her hair down. Behind closed doors and unseen by the rest of the world, these two young women were nothing short of the most playful pair of minx one could possibly imagine. Harboring the softest, most precious figures and God-given attributes that held the potential to turn even the most feminine man straight. Turn the boldest, strongest, and most prestigiously powerful women into nothing more than meek little lambs. This duo also held a much darker side to their personalities, as well…one that would silently coexist with their respective, well received public identities that only a handful of individuals had ever been allowed to bare witness to.
A girl still needed to feel wanted and desired, right? Especially within their most darkest hour. Should someone of a higher significance to them ignore them in this outright dire time of need, why should they be expected to so obediently wait?
No fucking, sir.
In the case of both Arianna and Emma, you simply either wanted them, or you just as simply did not. So, in light of needing to feel some sort of intimate praise and primal arousal, the duo would often turn to their most trusted friend to quench this oftentimes hot and wild desire.
Enter William…their favorite boy to tease and torment to their heart's content, had served as their personal plaything whenever their boyfriends might have been ignoring them. All the while, much to his own dismay and pleasure, of course…though he had never been at all too quick to argue or challenge them.
Having known him for as long as they always had, the two girls knew just how to drive him mad with each and every little wink, wiggle, and giggle that either of their soft angelic figures could produce. Perhaps it had been nothing more than soft, phantom touches left to only graze his skin…or perhaps a subtle grope of the often agitated, large and throbbing python that lay coiled between his legs. Soft whispers and nibbles of the ear…begging him for a needy spanking while teasing him with the fantasy of bending them over and finally having his way with them. Only to then leave him all hot and bothered and to finish himself off all by his lonesome…hard and greatly agitated as they would then strut away from him. All while swinging those supple, voluptuous hips from side to side, giggling mischievously…hand in hand.
It had always seemed to be such a cruel, vile game they so loved to play with him. Not that he had ever complained, if he were to be completely honest with himself. Little did the two of them know however, if he had ever truly wanted them…he would just simply take them.
However, as hard as it always was to just simply allow them to slip through his fingers time and time again, he would continue to do so out of his own respect for them. After all, they had always been good, close friends to him. Reliable and compassionate in every aspect and sense of the phrasing. Still yet, as time continued its path forward, as did his torment. Aiding to his ever growing, almost overwhelming lust he'd held for the two of them…
The boy would be lying to himself had he said that he hadn't grown rather sick at times of continuously fulfilling this role as their personal plaything. All the while, never receiving anything in return. Nevertheless, he would refrain from taking advantage of them. As he would never dream of acting on the ever so perverted and outright evil fantasies that plagued his pent up imagination…
So, having found himself facing an uncertain future and possibly being expelled from the school, the boy hadn't had a lot to lose at this particular point, did he? Not only this, but he was certainly growing quite tired; and perhaps just a little bit lonesome; after having waited so long for the much anticipated arrival of the one and only; Mrs. Anderson…who was still absent to her own appointed meeting to hand down his punishment. Something that she was normally all the more excited to do, causing her prolonged absence to the event to seem all the more bizarre.
William would be the last to complain about this however, acting quickly to then open the window to beckon the attention of his friends. All with the intentions of inviting them inside for some much needed reassurance and companionship…among other activities, as well.
Unbeknownst to himself however, not only were Arianna and Emma all too aware of the rumors that had taken no time at all to spread throughout the school concerning his predicament, they had all been too eager to pleasure themselves to the very showing of he and Mrs. Patterson's little tutoring session…
Much like this same particular evening, the two girls had been in route to the library to study for their up and coming final exams upon hearing what sounded like…moaning? Though faint, this sound related to that of an intense desire was certainly evident and stemming from the hallway they just so happened to be conveniently passing by. Curious and somewhat aroused by what was tickling their senses, the two girls couldn't simply just pass by such an alluring invitation to try and attempt to acquire a closer look.
As they drew ever nearer to the source, the sounds not only grew louder, but also more intense…igniting their already rising libido that much more. Delightfully encouraging them to continue their intrusive investigation, all the same.
Prior to the surprising discovery that would be waiting to be found, Arianna and Emma had been quite annoyed by the ever building frustrations that only continued to occupy their shoulders in light of their exams that were just around the corner. The tests that lay ahead of them would be critical to advancing themselves far ahead in their quest related to that of either of their respective educations and degrees. Their stress levels had long since achieved new and staggering heights, as had their anxiety since arriving at the University. Of course, and as was expected to become their normality within both of their respective relationships with their boyfriends; Mark and Andrew; the two girls hadn't had much of an outlet to express this ever rising, pent up aggression of theirs due to all of their own conflicting, busy schedules. Not even William could be found to aid in at least quenching this desire to feel wanted! Ultimately, leaving the two of them in a rather extraordinarily difficult position. Even as going as far as to experiment and play with one another during these little cram sessions of theirs…brazenly locking the campus library as they would then so sweetly suckled one another to their heart's desire. What had began as nothing more than harmless teasing and small experimentation, had now become an all too familiar and ongoing phenomenon. A dastardly, evil little secret shared only between the two of them…
Upon finally stumbling upon their discovery within Mrs. Patterson's classroom, Arianna and Emma would be unable to look away from what was transpiring before their very eyes…watching their dear, sweet William as he so vigorously fucked their professor in every position known to man. Baring witness to a side of him they had yet to see throughout their years spent together…one that they were swiftly becoming all the more fond of, at that. Perhaps even finding themselves just slightly envious of Mrs. Patterson…? Ogling the pair as she so affectionately feasted on the very same serpent that they had spent the majority of their lives teasing and neglecting. A particular python that had rivaled both Mark and Andrew as they salivated at the revelation of it's throbbing length and thick girth.
While the two girls continued to look on from the empty and otherwise silent hallway, peacefully playing with themselves; and each other; they would have no choice but to quickly vacate the premises upon the arrival of a fast approaching echo related to that of heavy footsteps…no doubt bound for their very location.
Instead of continuing on their way to the library, this now excitable pair of minx had at once retreated to the safe security that was their dorm room. Wasting not a moment to use another…all while reliving the showing that they had been so graciously treated to. Both wanting nothing more within that very moment to be in Mrs. Patterson's place…to eagerly satisfy William's cock…be the ones bent over that desk.
A fantasy that either of them would be unable to shake going forward. A troubling desire that plagued their minds in some of the worst ways imaginable…the very fantasy that they had been once again reliving upon hearing that familiar, deep voice…
At last…calling out to them from across the courtyard.
Conclusion
I could potentially see this plot being very long term and having a beginning, middle, and end. The beginning obviously taking place in Mrs. Patterson's classroom, centering around her rendezvous with William. The middle part of this story would then transition to himself, Arianna, and Emma. Locked away within Mrs. Anderson's office and ultimately letting their little game finally go too far after decades of buildup. Then, concluding with the long awaited arrival of Mrs. Anderson. Who I foresee catches the three of them. One of three things could transpire here, I think. She could either join the threesome, or aggressively discharge Arianna and Emma before turning on William and keeping him for herself. Option three, would of course leave the story to fade to black and ultimately conclude with one of the first two options left to transpire by itself.
Conclusion to the Writer
Thank you so much for taking the time to read through this thread! I do hope that I've managed to inspire some sort of amount of inspiration within yourself to either write with me, or to simply take your own ideas and build upon them.
As of this time, I only have one readily available plot open. However, don't let this deter you from contacting me! I have a great many of ideas that I would just love to express that haven't yet found the stage. I'm also more than willing to lend my ear to any idea that might align with my interests. So please, don't be shy!
Please keep checking in for any new and open plot developments. Until then, take care of yourself and be well!
1. Please do not reply to this thread. Should you find yourself intrigued by what you find, feel free to inquire through a private message. I would like to keep this area free from any obstructions while maintaining a neat and clear representation of what I have to offer my potential writing partners. First impressions are indeed everything, are they not? I've always felt as though that by keeping a clean and well kept request thread, one can expect to draw the attention of those that share a more sophisticated approach related to that of the writing pool. Not only this, but you will certainly have a better chance of getting my attention through a private text. Primarily, because I don't use my request thread for anything other than an occasional edit or bump for writing recruitment. I appreciate everyone's cooperation in rendering aid within this department!
2. My posting schedule can vary quite drastically. What I do for a living does get in the way of my writing more often than not, unfortunately. Despite my love for the craft, it is alas, only a hobby and I must attend to my real life tendencies before any activity related to what transpires here on Umbra. There are times when I can post multiple times throughout any given week. Perhaps even multiple times throughout the course of one day, should we both be available. However, this luxury is admittedly quite rare within my life. Normally, I make it a priority to post at least once every week. Usually, this day of the week will fall on a Sunday. This day is also the best chance that I have to be available throughout it's entirety. If there is any delay with my posting schedule, which can happen, I will always communicate this. I expect this same courtesy in return. Communication is the best key to a healthy and long lasting partnership, is it not?
3. I'm ghost friendly. As much as it pains myself to admit, I've been on both sides of this coin. I'm not proud of it by any means and have long since made a drastic change in how I communicate with my writing partners. I respect the fact that you are a living, breathing human being on the opposite side of this screen. One with a heart, feelings, and a sense of respect. I also respect the fact that there are times when you're only desire is simply just disappear from the face of the planet…without a trace. This is no one's business but your own. I've been there. Again, I'm not saying that I'm proud of it…but I've been there.
Introduction to the Writer
Hello, all! Welcome to my little corner of the Sanctum. I hope that my effort and attention to detail will be evident throughout the length of this thread, as I have always been extremely keen in taking great care with the work that I so carefully construct and put forth. All for your own viewing pleasure, of course!
I've been writing for the vast majority of my life. Having now just recently crossed into my late twenties era, this should shed some sort of light on my experience level and just how long I've been active within this space. I consider myself to be a highly detailed piece writer, as well as exceptionally literate and prolific with my word play. Before allowing my posts to make their grand debut, I always carefully proofread and spellcheck each and every sentence within each and every paragraph that I construct. Writing is a passion of mine and I do my utmost best in expressing this by the effort that I try so hard to equally passionately to put forth. I want to build something that I can look at with immense pride and satisfaction. Nothing more and certainly not less! All while of course, providing my writing partners with these same feelings in retrospect. I want my posts to excite them in every way imaginable. By no means will I ever take any shortcuts when it comes to delivering a well written and greatly sought after product. Again, all for your viewing pleasure!
I live and strive to deliver quality above quantity above all else.
Still yet, I am indeed, only a simple human being. I am certainly no English Major, either! Mistakes and small blemishes within my text can and, sometimes certainly do, tend to surface from time to time. While I will never guarantee perfection, I will however, always aim to achieve it!
Upon your request, I would be more than willing to provide you with some samples relating to that of my most recent work, should you at all be curious as to what I'm attempting to convey as far as my ability as a writer is concerned.
When regarding just what it is exactly that piques my own interest as a writer, I must admit that the genre related to that of erotic Slice-of-Life has always held the highest value and taken up the vast majority of my time within my writing career. For myself at least, I've always found this genre to be the most fun and enjoyable to relish and play within. Being able to write out realistic scenarios and fantasies that otherwise may never actually transpire within our own lives is a level of excitement that I've just never been able to quite describe very clearly. Perhaps it is the sense of realism that these scenarios so often provide…a clear, vivid picture of something that actually could potentially happen to us some day at any given moment in time. Something that otherwise would cease to and never exist within our ordinary lives if it not be for our imaginations.
In short, these factors alone have always granted myself with an intoxicating and simply undeniable euphoria that I just love to explore time and time again.
Perhaps…I could take your hand and show you just what I mean? Show you just how it feels…
Kinks, Fetishes, & Limitations
This is an area that I prefer to discuss privately with my partners. Out of respect for them, as well as for myself. We don't have to get extremely explicit. However, I do expect to arrive to a mutually understood conclusion as to where we both stand on our wants, desires, and limits.
When regarding myself, I'm a fairly open minded and optimistic individual on most fronts. Though if there is something you feel might be a little controversial within the bedroom, let's discuss it first before incorporating it, yeah? I will of course, always extend this same courtesy back to them.
Storylines & Plots
As mentioned earlier, the bulk of my interests lay within the realm of erotic Slice-of-Life. You can expect the storylines found below to revolve quite heavily around this particular subject. However, nothing you read below is set in stone. Everything is subject to change and editing. Should anything arouse any interest within yourself to explore further, please, don't hesitate to reach out to me! I'm more than willing to lend my ear to anything you might have to say. Perhaps you'd like to incorporate something? Maybe even discard something in an effort to make the specific storyline more appealing and enjoyable for you? You miss every shot that you don't take, after all…
So please, don't be shy in using your voice!
1. Detention Sucks!
A tale that will revolve primarily around the lives and history between three lifelong friends that are attending a highly corrupt and twisted College/University. One that is surrounded by a thick haze of invisible mist related to that of tantalizing lust and even sweeter debauchery. This particular story will require the necessary skills to be able to manage and portray a minimum of two individual characters at once. Quite possibly more, but this is negotiable depending on the direction that we decide to take. I understand that something of this nature isn't everyone's cup of tea, though I do hope to find the few that would be willing take on such a wonderful and unique challenge.
Backstory
William A. Reynolds is a young man in his early twenties. He is bold, strong, kind, and incredibly loyal to those closest to him. However, the boy has always lacked a certain responsibility related to anything other than having a good time. While he could be considered a hardworking individual amongst most tasks, his academic scores would certainly argue this any day of any given week.
Throughout most of his life, there had always been three main distractions that always seemed to occupy the majority of his time…
Girls, girls, girls…and everything in between.
Having always been an attractive and confident young fellow, William would often dedicate his time to his various and numerous female counterparts. All while he most certainly should have been donating this valuable time to something far more productive. Perhaps something like, planning for a successful future for himself after High School? Or perhaps pursuing a specific and fulfilling line of work that had the potential to sustain him for years to come? Studying to further his education through a College or University was certainly out of the question. He had never been known to be so ambitious, after all.
Though yet, here he had somehow found himself…failing miserably while attempting to drag himself through the twilight of a dwindling college career. After only one year, at that…to no one's surprise, either. Having graduated from High School earlier that year, William had been faced with an unwanted dilemma.
Responsibility.
He had hardly any money and absolutely no solid plan to act on for the sake of his adult life going forward upon graduating High School. Unlike the vast majority of his peers and classmates, all who were either readying themselves to attend a College or University, or going straight into work and trade school. His parents had even been urging him to soon make plans on moving out, as they would soon be selling their family's home and moving far away from the area. All of which had no interest to a boy that only wanted his life to remain the same…though he had to make some sort of decision, didn't he? Whether he had liked it or not, it had long since been time for him to mature and start thinking like an adult.
After some debate and encouragement from some of his closest and most influential friends; Arianna and Emma; he had made a last minute and desperate attempt to try and pay his way through college with what little money he had to his name. Following the pair to a University not far away called; Chapel. All while working a better job in a packaging plant not far from his apartment just off campus. He hadn't a clue as to what he would pursue as far as any sort of potential major or diploma was concerned, hoping to find some sort of inspiration as he went along. However, this endeavor of his to walk a straightforward path to success and enlightenment would soon derail as old habits tended to die oh so hard.
It hadn't taken the boy long at all to falter from what he had imagined would grant him a new way of mind and higher state of maturity. Due to his own dynamic personality, William had been quick to meet and acquire new friendships that would ultimately lead him astray and back down this very same and familiar path of intoxicating debauchery…full of sensual pleasures unlike anything he had ever experienced before.
This sort of heightened level of desire to have a better time would soon have a domino affect on his success as a good student. What had only been one missed class, would swiftly turn into all of them being missed. What were once fair and steady grades, were now far below the passing level. His new employer had even gone as far as to fire him for simply too many days missed, as well. Now, with no income, how could one afford to continue such an expensive endeavor through a prestigious university such as Chapel? How could an individual like himself possibly bounce back and out of the hole he had so diligently worked himself into…? By way through some sort of amount of extra credit, of course! All thanks to the kindness and generosity of one of his most beloved female professors…
Mrs. Natalie Patterson is a young and wildly intelligent woman. Having graduated at the top of her college class just two short years prior at this same University from which she and William attended, she had managed to land a successful career as a college professor. She is married to the sweetest man, living her best life in more ways than most would probably imagine amongst these seemingly quiet and ordinary hallways of the Chapel…all thanks to her own diligent hard work that had been far more than enough to impress her own professors at the time. So much so in fact, she had now become one of them.
As beautiful as the universe is infinite, Mrs Patterson has never been at all naive to the power that a full and womanly figure can possess. Having not long ago been that very same and seemingly innocent little bookworm while harboring the dirty little secret that she was nothing more than a perverted little slut for her professors to manhandle and use…much like the very young adult women she so graciously guides each day she comes to work. The very ones she envies to her very core…as she is only further and further cast aside by her old professors whom favor each and every new batch of freshly young and feminine figures that arrive on campus, year after year.
Upon William's arrival on campus however, she would find a much needed comfort within the attention that he would so often give to her. Sure, It had never been an unusual occurrence for some of the young men within her classes to bestow upon her some sort of subtle affirmation and intimate desire. Because she was so close in age with most, if not all of them, one could almost expect it to happen more often than not. Still yet, however, she had always remained careful not to indulge in any of these wanton desires of her own related to her students. Should she or any of her former professors turned colleagues be caught for sleeping with their students by someone outside of their circle, the consequences would be dire and everlasting.
In the case of William however, she had always sensed something…different about him. To her, he was far more mature than he often made himself out to be. He was very confident for a man that was so young. Of course, there remained her physical attraction toward him, as well. His reputation as a conqueror in bed amongst the female students throughout campus only caused her to crave him that much more…to show him just how exactly a real woman could treat a man of his caliber, instead of fooling around with those silly little blonde playthings.
So, upon learning that he would soon be terminated from the school due to his behavior and depleting performance, Natalie had been the first and only of the faculty to voluntarily take him under her wing. To act as his tutor and guidance counselor while steering him in the right direction toward a brighter future. To aid him in the realization that a better and successful life was truly possible outside of his less than responsible and outright destructive lifestyle of lust and thrill.
If only Mrs. Natalie Patterson was indeed that type of responsible woman herself and had been telling the truth…
She only wanted to get him alone and take him down!
Having neared the conclusion of their first session together within the quiet, false security that was her classroom, the two of them had been caught at a…less than opportune moment in time while in an even lesser position by way of an anonymous tip provided by another anonymous stranger. Natalie had been caught bent over her own desk with her hands bound behind her back by William's vice-like grip. All while he so vigorously fucked that ample, thick ass as she so shamelessly begged him for more. Grinding, rolling those wide hips back against the thick, long, and throbbing shaft between the young man's legs.
Mrs. Natalie Patterson had been immediately terminated from her position at Chapel University following the incident.
In William's case however, he had been escorted off of campus and sternly informed not to attend any of his up and coming classes for the foreseeable future while the incident was under investigation by the University. Instead, the boy would be meeting with Mrs. Jennifer Anderson; the school's head of operations and Dean; the following evening to discuss the matter and possible expelling.
William now finds himself alone within Mrs. Anderson's quiet office the following evening at the appointed time. However, he has been waiting for the better part of an hour without any sign of anyone's expected arrival.
Its a Friday evening after hours on campus…hardly anyone remains. Final exams come with the arrival of the following Monday, meaning that most students and faculty are more than likely locked away within their most safest of spaces while making fierce and appropriate preparations.
Some, holding a far more unique value than that of some others…
William however, still remains locked from inside Mrs. Anderson's office, fearing that he may have been forgotten. His only way out would have been through the only window that sat behind the lone wooden desk that was placed within the center of the room. The same one he had been quite anxiously and wistfully staring out of since his arrival. Pondering silently to himself just what sort of new trouble might lay ahead of him within the near future…
This answer would soon come to him by way of the sight related to that of not one, but two, familiar and voluptuous figures passing by the window from the outside and through the courtyard. Figures belonging to the intoxicating and outright tantalizing duo that were better known to him as Arianna and Emma, bound for the campus library for some last minute and final test preparations of their own.
Arianna Richardson and Emma Claire…
Two names that the boy had grown quite fond of while growing up. The three of them, having grown up together within the same small town and attended the same High School, had managed to form a strong and everlasting friendship due to their time together throughout those young and tender years. William, having always been the excitable womanizer that he'd come to later be known as, had consistently pursued these two particular females…though, to no avail.
Arianna and Emma, unlike the vast majority of William's regular bedpost queens, were of a far more sophisticated type. These two were hardworking, insanely intelligent, and both equally as driven and dedicated to their studies. Nothing short of a complete and total opposite package than that of their dear friend. A friend whom they had always seen as just that and nothing more. A shoulder to cry on, nonetheless. Someone whom they both could trust and confide confidently within should they ever desired to do so. Not only this, but there had also always been a part of either of them that so utterly adored the attention that he would so often and graciously shower them with.
As dedicated as they had always been to whatever might have been their work at the time, the two girls would often find themselves immensely overwhelmed by the stresses that followed. They desired a much needed release of steam…turning to their just as equally as busy and prestigious boyfriends for this particular and required release. Though only to so seldom ever receive any of their attention and gratification due to their own work…ignoring their love and affection in favor of a higher grade.
This would often infuriate the two of them to a means of no end. Oftentimes, to the point where they would feel as though they would be left with little to no choice but to seek this desired attention out elsewhere…
Now, despite being the seemingly innocent and extraordinarily exceptional students that they were, a good girl still longed for a chance to let her hair down. Behind closed doors and unseen by the rest of the world, these two young women were nothing short of the most playful pair of minx one could possibly imagine. Harboring the softest, most precious figures and God-given attributes that held the potential to turn even the most feminine man straight. Turn the boldest, strongest, and most prestigiously powerful women into nothing more than meek little lambs. This duo also held a much darker side to their personalities, as well…one that would silently coexist with their respective, well received public identities that only a handful of individuals had ever been allowed to bare witness to.
A girl still needed to feel wanted and desired, right? Especially within their most darkest hour. Should someone of a higher significance to them ignore them in this outright dire time of need, why should they be expected to so obediently wait?
No fucking, sir.
In the case of both Arianna and Emma, you simply either wanted them, or you just as simply did not. So, in light of needing to feel some sort of intimate praise and primal arousal, the duo would often turn to their most trusted friend to quench this oftentimes hot and wild desire.
Enter William…their favorite boy to tease and torment to their heart's content, had served as their personal plaything whenever their boyfriends might have been ignoring them. All the while, much to his own dismay and pleasure, of course…though he had never been at all too quick to argue or challenge them.
Having known him for as long as they always had, the two girls knew just how to drive him mad with each and every little wink, wiggle, and giggle that either of their soft angelic figures could produce. Perhaps it had been nothing more than soft, phantom touches left to only graze his skin…or perhaps a subtle grope of the often agitated, large and throbbing python that lay coiled between his legs. Soft whispers and nibbles of the ear…begging him for a needy spanking while teasing him with the fantasy of bending them over and finally having his way with them. Only to then leave him all hot and bothered and to finish himself off all by his lonesome…hard and greatly agitated as they would then strut away from him. All while swinging those supple, voluptuous hips from side to side, giggling mischievously…hand in hand.
It had always seemed to be such a cruel, vile game they so loved to play with him. Not that he had ever complained, if he were to be completely honest with himself. Little did the two of them know however, if he had ever truly wanted them…he would just simply take them.
However, as hard as it always was to just simply allow them to slip through his fingers time and time again, he would continue to do so out of his own respect for them. After all, they had always been good, close friends to him. Reliable and compassionate in every aspect and sense of the phrasing. Still yet, as time continued its path forward, as did his torment. Aiding to his ever growing, almost overwhelming lust he'd held for the two of them…
The boy would be lying to himself had he said that he hadn't grown rather sick at times of continuously fulfilling this role as their personal plaything. All the while, never receiving anything in return. Nevertheless, he would refrain from taking advantage of them. As he would never dream of acting on the ever so perverted and outright evil fantasies that plagued his pent up imagination…
So, having found himself facing an uncertain future and possibly being expelled from the school, the boy hadn't had a lot to lose at this particular point, did he? Not only this, but he was certainly growing quite tired; and perhaps just a little bit lonesome; after having waited so long for the much anticipated arrival of the one and only; Mrs. Anderson…who was still absent to her own appointed meeting to hand down his punishment. Something that she was normally all the more excited to do, causing her prolonged absence to the event to seem all the more bizarre.
William would be the last to complain about this however, acting quickly to then open the window to beckon the attention of his friends. All with the intentions of inviting them inside for some much needed reassurance and companionship…among other activities, as well.
Unbeknownst to himself however, not only were Arianna and Emma all too aware of the rumors that had taken no time at all to spread throughout the school concerning his predicament, they had all been too eager to pleasure themselves to the very showing of he and Mrs. Patterson's little tutoring session…
Much like this same particular evening, the two girls had been in route to the library to study for their up and coming final exams upon hearing what sounded like…moaning? Though faint, this sound related to that of an intense desire was certainly evident and stemming from the hallway they just so happened to be conveniently passing by. Curious and somewhat aroused by what was tickling their senses, the two girls couldn't simply just pass by such an alluring invitation to try and attempt to acquire a closer look.
As they drew ever nearer to the source, the sounds not only grew louder, but also more intense…igniting their already rising libido that much more. Delightfully encouraging them to continue their intrusive investigation, all the same.
Prior to the surprising discovery that would be waiting to be found, Arianna and Emma had been quite annoyed by the ever building frustrations that only continued to occupy their shoulders in light of their exams that were just around the corner. The tests that lay ahead of them would be critical to advancing themselves far ahead in their quest related to that of either of their respective educations and degrees. Their stress levels had long since achieved new and staggering heights, as had their anxiety since arriving at the University. Of course, and as was expected to become their normality within both of their respective relationships with their boyfriends; Mark and Andrew; the two girls hadn't had much of an outlet to express this ever rising, pent up aggression of theirs due to all of their own conflicting, busy schedules. Not even William could be found to aid in at least quenching this desire to feel wanted! Ultimately, leaving the two of them in a rather extraordinarily difficult position. Even as going as far as to experiment and play with one another during these little cram sessions of theirs…brazenly locking the campus library as they would then so sweetly suckled one another to their heart's desire. What had began as nothing more than harmless teasing and small experimentation, had now become an all too familiar and ongoing phenomenon. A dastardly, evil little secret shared only between the two of them…
Upon finally stumbling upon their discovery within Mrs. Patterson's classroom, Arianna and Emma would be unable to look away from what was transpiring before their very eyes…watching their dear, sweet William as he so vigorously fucked their professor in every position known to man. Baring witness to a side of him they had yet to see throughout their years spent together…one that they were swiftly becoming all the more fond of, at that. Perhaps even finding themselves just slightly envious of Mrs. Patterson…? Ogling the pair as she so affectionately feasted on the very same serpent that they had spent the majority of their lives teasing and neglecting. A particular python that had rivaled both Mark and Andrew as they salivated at the revelation of it's throbbing length and thick girth.
While the two girls continued to look on from the empty and otherwise silent hallway, peacefully playing with themselves; and each other; they would have no choice but to quickly vacate the premises upon the arrival of a fast approaching echo related to that of heavy footsteps…no doubt bound for their very location.
Instead of continuing on their way to the library, this now excitable pair of minx had at once retreated to the safe security that was their dorm room. Wasting not a moment to use another…all while reliving the showing that they had been so graciously treated to. Both wanting nothing more within that very moment to be in Mrs. Patterson's place…to eagerly satisfy William's cock…be the ones bent over that desk.
A fantasy that either of them would be unable to shake going forward. A troubling desire that plagued their minds in some of the worst ways imaginable…the very fantasy that they had been once again reliving upon hearing that familiar, deep voice…
At last…calling out to them from across the courtyard.
Conclusion
I could potentially see this plot being very long term and having a beginning, middle, and end. The beginning obviously taking place in Mrs. Patterson's classroom, centering around her rendezvous with William. The middle part of this story would then transition to himself, Arianna, and Emma. Locked away within Mrs. Anderson's office and ultimately letting their little game finally go too far after decades of buildup. Then, concluding with the long awaited arrival of Mrs. Anderson. Who I foresee catches the three of them. One of three things could transpire here, I think. She could either join the threesome, or aggressively discharge Arianna and Emma before turning on William and keeping him for herself. Option three, would of course leave the story to fade to black and ultimately conclude with one of the first two options left to transpire by itself.
Conclusion to the Writer
Thank you so much for taking the time to read through this thread! I do hope that I've managed to inspire some sort of amount of inspiration within yourself to either write with me, or to simply take your own ideas and build upon them.
As of this time, I only have one readily available plot open. However, don't let this deter you from contacting me! I have a great many of ideas that I would just love to express that haven't yet found the stage. I'm also more than willing to lend my ear to any idea that might align with my interests. So please, don't be shy!
Please keep checking in for any new and open plot developments. Until then, take care of yourself and be well!
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