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The crisp, otherworldly air of Keflavík still filled her lungs as the airport shuttle dropped her outside the Exeter Hotel. The building was modern and angular, all clean lines and dark wood, nestled right in the bustle of the Old Harbor. The front desk was a welcome sight, and the check-in process was swift, her passport accepted with a polite nod. Before she knew it she was sliding her keycard into the lock of a third-floor room. It was perfect. Not lavish, but thoughtfully designed. A comfortable bed with crisp white linens, a small desk, and a balcony overlooking the colorful, corrugated-metal rooftops of Reykjavík, with a sliver of

Yeah... Life sometimes can't be ignored. I feel lonely myself so this is why I posted where I know some people in here. If anything, just to say hi. Seeing what is new with everyone. Kinda miss times when roleplay was active as I'd love to do it so much more but welp... Different people, different situations so it's all understandable. I do hope things will get better for everyone, whatever they are going through. Maybe later times will offer some roleplaying opportunities... We can only hope. There's so much that can be done, after all. ><

The cabin lights had been dimmed to a soft, drowsy blue. Outside Seraphina’s window, an endless black ocean slid beneath the wing, pierced only by the steady green glow of the navigation light. The rhythmic thrum of the engines was a hypnotic lullaby most passengers had surrendered to, their necks crooked against neck pillows, mouths slightly open. Seraphina couldn’t sleep. A fizzy, electric alertness buzzed just beneath her skin. She traced a finger on the cold glass, marking an invisible path over the invisible sea below. A gentle bump of turbulence jostled the cabin. The woman in the middle seat, who had been dozing with a paperback o

It should come as no surprise that I'm a fan of giving oral sex to men. It's something of a skill, perhaps even a bit of innate talent, to be able to do it well. It's obviously more enjoyable for the man, but there's a certain sense of satisfaction and even arousal for the woman, too. I recently posted a couple status updates about a woman who was driven by desperate carnal desire and another about a woman who used a blowjob to get in with a guy and get him to buy her things. I have a couple other versions I've been working on - the inexperienced first timer, the old professional prostitute, and I might even do one about being forced against

All i know is every woman I've ever been with has a big ego about their BJ skills and they don't have the talent to back it up. Never had the heart to tell them.

The soft, mineral warmth of the Blue Lagoon still clung to her skin as Seraphina walked back into the heart of Reykjavík as dusk settled. The fatigue from travel had been replaced by a calm, buzzing energy. She was hungry, and she wanted to sit somewhere where a woman dining alone wouldn't feel out of place. Back at the Exeter Hotel, she changed into a soft blue turtleneck, dark jeans, and her good boots, an outfit that felt both cozy and confident. A glance at the hotel directory reminded her that Le Kock, the hotel's own modern bistro, was praised by solo travelers for its vibrant atmosphere and excellent food. It was the easy, safe ch

Her Experience 1. Yes. Now regarding my ex-wife, she had an oral fixation, and greatly enjoyed it. The others I've experienced seemed, at least to enjoy themselves. 2. No I have not. I am curious at times. 3. I want to say yes. Does it matter? No. Even if it's forced on her part, that shows the amount of effort, and that's sexy. 4. To my knowledge, I have not. 5. My ex loved it. It would be normal, even while we were just hanging out watching something at time for her to lean over, unzip me and start sucking. Sometimed to completion, sometimes just to get me arroused gor sex. My partner after that, I don't think enjoyed it ne

The shuttle ride to the Blue Lagoon felt like crossing into a different realm. The stark, moss-dusted lava fields surrounding the road gave way to plumes of steam rising from the earth, a landscape that felt primordial and alive. By the time the sleek, low-slung building of dark wood and glass that was the complex came into view, Seraphina felt a quiet thrill of anticipation. This wasn't just a tourist checkmark; it was a ritual. Inside, the efficiency was bracing. She was given a electronic wristband for lockers and purchases, pointed towards the changing rooms. The space was all clean, minimalist Scandinavian design, a hum of muted voi

Nice topic! I will try to answer as honest as possible to all of your questions. Hopefully you will like what you will read. Her Experience Do you think about whether she's actually enjoying it, or does it not cross your mind in the moment? Of course, I think about that. I want her to enjoy it cause otherwise I won't be having an erection at all. It's all pointless to me if this doesn't turns her on. Have you ever asked a woman honestly what it feels like from her side? Would you want to know? I have asked a woman once but she didn't gave me a very detailed answer. Which was disappointing. I would want to know very

The plane touched down with a firm, confident thump, the tires chirping against the tarmac of a world made of rock and moss. Dawn was a thin, gray line on the horizon, bleeding light over a landscape so stark it looked sketched in charcoal. As they taxied, Seraphina watched the alien scenery scroll past her window, lava fields like frozen black waves, low buildings hunkered against the wind. The moment the seatbelt sign chimed off, the cabin erupted into the familiar symphony of unbuckling, stretching, and overhead bin doors clacking open. The energy shifted from drowsy to eager. “Told you,” Elara said, nodding toward the window as she f

Honestly that does all make sense. Life has gotten harder to ignore or put-off in ways (hence why I've been on hiatus myself admittedly though I think I've got my spark now.) and its clearly set in. I haven't even been making music or anything in that time. Its been exhausting. The energy of everything feels so much stranger now and you've clearly been through quite a lot and as much as I'd love to rp with you again (all of you) that just cannot be helped only overcome one day hopefully. Obviously as fun as it'd be you definitely gotta take care of yourselves first. Nothing wrong with writing for yourself so long as you hold onto what s

Thank you for articulating this so well, I feel the exactly this and it's do satisfying to see it verbalized.