IsabellaRose

Guilty. Probably more times than I care to admit. My storied past, I guess. The next person has accidentally had that happen to them or by them and then worried about possible pregnancy.

Guilty. I served on Grand Jury which is a month long commitment. It was very interesting, and once heart-breaking. The next person has a favorite sex toy.

body rubbed

Guilty, but just a short clip on a loop to give the mind something to do while the fingers got to work. The next person has been tried and sentenced in a court of law.

Guilty. There may have been a skateboard and alcohol involved. I did not make good decisions for a period of time. The next person is on a prescribed medication.

Not guilty, but only barely. I'm back on my own two feet and running again, but not very far, and not fully without pain. Doc says it's "just going to be this way" from now on. The next person has had a life-changing surgery.

Guilty. Words only. The next person has had a completely silent orgasm.

ass worship

cum lover

Guilty. If it's smut-related and involves a TTRPG, I've probably done it. We get some downright kinky sessions. I keep trying to talk them into livestreaming our games but I don't think any of us really wants that lol The next person prefers sherbet over ice cream.

Not guilty. But now I'm going to have to go look for blatant porn games. The next person has played out a scene in a TTRPG like D&D around a table that came dangerously close to improv porn.

cum stained

sweat covered

cum guzzler

That I definitely know about? Not guilty. But realistically, considering the inappropriate behavior in my youth, almost definitely. The next person has seen naked pics of someone they know but that person doesn't know.

inland sea

Guilty, probably, but why bother? Those people work hard to put out a product that's obviously tailored to my tastes. The next person has thought about staring in their own porn.

Guilty. I keep thinking one day I'll write my book, but so far... nada. The next person has sold something they have created.

deep sleeping

Currently not guilty because I don't have any active roleplays The next person is having a horny moment right now.

Oct 2 - Haunted House, Body Swap Leah looked up at Ian, wondering if it was true. We all wondered, I think, until we heard Raven's voice sounding small and pitiful across the circle. "No," she said, her voice one of defeat. "No... what have you done?" She looked around at the three of us around the circle, then at Ian towering over Leah. "You bitch!" She stood, staring at Ian. "I didn't agree to this." Ian turned to look at her, though now we all knew it was Raven in Ian's body. "What's the matter, warlock? You know you've wanted Leah to suck your cock since you met her." Raven's face flushed. "Get out of my body." Ian's hand moved to the back of Leah's head. "C'mon Leah. You said you're not a lesbian. You said you wished I was a guy so we could fuck. Well, guess what?" He smiled down at her. "Raven is a man right now, and Raven wants your lips on her cock." Leah seemed like she was uncertain, but reached one hand out tentatively to touch Ian's cock. "Don't do it," Raven's voice said from across the circle, and it seemed to encourage them. Leah opened her mouth, took the tip between her lips, licked around it, sucked it in. Ian's eyes almost rolled back into his head and he let out a sound like he was about to orgasm already. "Fuck yes!" he cried out, and his hands went to the back of Leah's head. He held her there, slowly driving his cock into her mouth deeper and deeper until it was buried in her throat. She made wet gagging sounds and her eyes watered, but Ian fucked her face like he'd never fucked before. Because it wasn't Ian, it was Raven, using his body, using his cock. "It's amazing!" he said. Raven started across the circle with intent. Luna and I stood, met her in the middle of the circle, and each took an arm. "Raven is in charge," I told Ian in Raven's body. "She won't do anything with your body that you wouldn't want to do. She's going to fuck and then give it back. Relax." I don't think Ian was capable of relaxing as Raven, in his body, face fucked Leah. He wanted it to be him. She seemed surprised when she came, Ian's body jerking and spasming as he held Leah's face to his crotch, filling her throat with cum. I don't think he realized that his cock was the first she'd ever taken, and that he had filled her throat and she swallowed it. I'm sure that realization would have angered him. If his dick was going to be in someone, he wanted to be in control of it. It served him right for all the times he'd let me be possessed, let men or women fuck me to please one spirit or another. Raven in Ian's spun to face Ian in her body. As Ian, she towered over her own body. "I'm fucking hot," he said, checking out his own body. "Come on now, Ian. You've always wanted to know what it's like to be a woman, to be fucked by a man. Don't forget, you let me inside your head. I know what you want." Raven shook her head. "No, you don't... I don't..." But he did. He'd told me before. If he were a woman, he'd want to be plowed from behind, fucked without mercy as someone kissed his neck and held his hips. He was clearly remembering the same thing, because it took little effort to push Raven's body to the floor, and when we did, Ian dropped down onto all fours in her body, ready for what was to come. Ian stepped up behind Raven, got down behind her, and grabbed a fistful of hair. Raven's body was pulled back toward Ian and Ian's voice whispered into Raven's ear, "Remember when you told me to go fuck myself?" She eased Ian's cock into her body. We heard him gasp through her lips. He had no idea what to expect. She gasped through his lips. She also had no idea what to expect. As often as they'd both fucked, this was a first for both of them. Raven abused her own body with Ian's. She fucked him like she hated him, driving deep and hard, pulling her own hair, pinching her nipples in a vice grip that made her own voice scream through the empty house. Ian's voice cried out too. Raven fucked him harder than he'd ever been fucked, and he liked it. He liked it a lot. He screamed his enjoyment, his submission, his desire for more and more with Raven's voice, and she complied. She fucked him mercilessly. Over the course of the night, we all took turns, each of us inhabiting Ian's body, each of us fucking all the others, and fucking Ian when he was in our own body. It was surreal, looking down into my own face as I drove a penis, my penis for the moment, into my own body. I was tight and hot and honestly, not my favorite lay of the evening. That honor went to Luna, whose body responded to my thrusts as Ian in ways none of the other women did. In fact, when she inhabited Ian, the way she fucked me was so amazing I didn't want it to end. There was a connection there. When we all returned to our own bodies, Luna and I shared a look, and something more. The dynamic of the coven definitely shifted that night.

reckless driving

Guiltyish. I don't go out of my way to find them, but if I stumble across one, I don't turn it off. But that's true about almost any hentai. The next person wishes they could afford to commission artwork of their favorite original character.

Not guilty? As long as I'm reading that right, which I think I am. I've done both. The next person just wants someone to cuddle right now.

Guilty, among other goodies. The next person has worn an obvious collar in public.