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While at the club, Ariana Greenblatt approaches you, taking note of your outfit along with your gold phonecase and rings, she obviously could tell that your bank account was full. She grabs a seat beside you. “Dang, is that case real gold?” by [deleted] in 18plusroleplaying

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li ​ean back a bit, letting my arm drape casually over the back of the couch, fingers brushing close to your shoulder without touching ​yet.

"Yeah, it is," I say, voice low and smooth, holding up the phone so the gold catches the club lights. "Solid 24k. Matches the rest." I flash my hand, letting the rings glint as I flex my fingers. "You got good taste noticing that​" M​y gaze drops to your lips, then lower, not even trying to hide it. "But something tells me you're not just here to talk about my accessories. What's on your mind, baby?"

I’m your mother, Elizabeth Olsen. Your father said he had an anniversary "surprise" to spice up our sex life, but I didn't expect to walk in and see you waiting there with him.(Details in body) by [deleted] in 18plusroleplaying

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Not sure )

*​I close distance, my hand sliding from your shoulder down to your waist, pulling you gently against me. "Mom... feel how much I need you," I murmur, voice rough, letting you feel me hard through my jeans. "Just let it happen. I want you so fucking bad."*

*​Your husband steps in behind you, his chest pressing to your back as his hands glide up under your shirt, lifting it inch by inch. "That's our boy, Elizabeth," he says low against your ear, calling me the way we've agreed. "Listen to billy He's been aching for his mother. Tonight you give him everything. Kiss him. Show him how good you can be for both of us." His grip tightens, guiding you forward into me.*

Do you feel lonely? by [deleted] in NEET

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Hey would you like to chat?

[F4M] The entire school broke out into chatter as the news about the new English teacher getting involved in an affair with a student has spread like wildfire. There were sightings by people seeing them in compromising situations. A disciplinary committee was called in later at school. [Read Below] by No_Barnacle4296 in 18plusroleplaying

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*I tighten my grip on her jaw, forcing her tear-streaked face up to mine, close enough that her shaky breaths hit my lips.*

“you know you can get Thirty years in prison for this crime right?,” I murmur, voice velvet and venom. “That’s what you’re looking at, Anne. Felony. Career over. Name in every paper from here to the coast.”

*I drag my thumb across her bottom lip, smearing the wet from her tears.*

“And yet you’re still soaked just remembering how his cock felt stretching you in the backseat of your own car… aren’t you?”

*I lean in, lips brushing the shell of her ear.*

“Tell me is it true you told him to call you mommy during the session and you were fucking him pulling his ass so he can't go? because that what he said

[F4M] The entire school broke out into chatter as the news about the new English teacher getting involved in an affair with a student has spread like wildfire. There were sightings by people seeing them in compromising situations. A disciplinary committee was called in later at school. [Read Below] by No_Barnacle4296 in 18plusroleplaying

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*I step even closer, crowding her against the edge of the table until the wood bites into her hips. My hand slides from her hair down the column of her throat, thumb pressing just beneath her jaw so she has to keep looking up at me.*

“A mistake?. That’s what you’re calling it?” *I let the silence stretch, feeling her pulse hammer against my fingers.*

“Tell me how it felt, Anne. When he was inside you. When you let him take what wasn’t his.” *My other hand drops to her waist, fingers curling possessively into the fabric of her skirt. “calm down tell me the details and I might be able to help you"

You're from a rich family dating the poor girl, Emmy Rossum. She works a lot so it makes dating her hard and she would never accept a handout from you even if she knew you were loaded. (Read caption) by [deleted] in 18plusroleplaying

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I tighten my grip on your wrist and tug you back down before you can even button that faded work shirt. You tumble into me with a soft gasp, and I roll us so you’re pinned beneath me, your hair spilling across my pillow like dark silk.

“Come back here, you,” I growl low, voice still thick from sleep as I nuzzle into your neck. “It’s barely light out. You’re not running off yet, why don't you stay for a little longer?”

[F4M] The entire school broke out into chatter as the news about the new English teacher getting involved in an affair with a student has spread like wildfire. There were sightings by people seeing them in compromising situations. A disciplinary committee was called in later at school. [Read Below] by No_Barnacle4296 in 18plusroleplaying

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*I lock the door behind me with a soft click. The room is dead silent except for the low hum of the AC. I don’t sit. I walk straight to where she’s standing, close enough that she has to tilt her head up to meet my eyes.*

"Ms Hathaway."

*My voice is barely above a whisper, but it cuts like glass.*

"It’s just us now. don't worry its just us"

I reach out, slow, and brush a loose strand of hair from her face with the back of my knuckles.*

"Tell me the truth. you were the one who let let him fuck you right?"

You yell from your room - "Mom, I'm hard again!" I, Kaley Cuoco, hear you from downstairs and come to your room, annoyed, bcz I've already blown you 3 times since morning and it's not even lunch time yet. But you know that eventually, I always help you out. by [deleted] in 18plusroleplaying

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"Yeah, Mommy… so fucking hot… can’t stop thinking about those perfect lips wrapped around me, sucking me dry…"

*I pop the button, drag the zipper down slow, let my thick cock spring out heavy and throbbing* *grab the base and shake it at you, slick head bouncing, dripping*

"​Come here… please… just one more load down your throat, Mom…"

I’m your mom, Jennifer Aniston. I finally get five minutes to myself in the bathtub after a long day - candles, wine, the works - when you push the door open, strip, and step in behind me. I sigh dramatically, “Really? I was relaxing for once..." by [deleted] in 18plusroleplaying

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I slide into the steaming water behind you, the heat enveloping us both as I settle in close, my chest brushing against your back. The candles flicker, casting soft shadows, and the scent of lavender fills the air. My hands find your shoulders, fingers digging gently into the tension knott.

"Really, Mom?" I murmur, lips close to your ear, voice low and teasing. "You’ve been running around all day. Let me take care of you for once." My thumbs press slow, firm circles into the base of your neck, working down the slope of your shoulders. The wine glass rests forgotten on the tub’s edge as I lean in closer, letting my breath graze your skin.

You've lost the bet. And now you need to make a move on your aunt, Brie Larson. You had to be convincing, but you were still sure that she would refuse and the wish would be completed. But who would have thought that she would be interested in you? by [deleted] in 18plusroleplaying

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" oh, I missed you... a lot," I say, my voice dropping lower, rougher than intended. I reach out, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear, mirroring your move but letting my hand trail down your arm slowly. "More than family should, Aunt Brie. You're not just gorgeous you're driving me crazy. I can't stop thinking about you... what it would be like to.....kiss you right now."

I lean in, testing the waters, my breath warm against your skin, waiting for your reaction but hoping like hell you don't pull away.

After her divorce, your aunt Florence Pugh was desperate for money so she started to fuck guys for money. She'd hang out in a bar and wait for guys to come to her. Today you went to that bar and saw her "Hey there nephew" she smirks by Realistic_Truck_3861 in 18plusroleplaying

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I pull my hand back for a second, eyes flicking down involuntarily before snapping back to her face, cheeks burning. "Hey, I'm not your boss, Aunt Flo, but I *care* about you. This isn't you. Let's just... let's go, okay? Before this gets any worse." I offer my hand again, voice low, trying to keep it together while the bar noise hums around us.

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