CHOOSE YOUR OWN SEX LIFE | DOMINANT
Shouting at the Rascals
It sort of works to get you laid
This is a choose your own sex life adventure. You have entered No Medium Only Maximum, or NOMOM I can’t tell you what I was doing last week
To start at the start go here:
Or make sure you’re on your own and cum right here.
“Now what do you think you lot are doing?” You say in your firmest voice as you stride across the square towards where the ‘yoofs’ are messing around in the fountain.
“Dah! It’s a hot day!” One of the guys says.
“And it clearly states, right here that, on this blindingly obvious sign: No Playing in the Fountain.”
You feel a little buzz from your masculine older man approach, except you worry you are coming across as more interfering old lady.
“Well I feel a big fuck you coming on.” Same guy again. You wish the young woman in with the braids and as hot as hell would argue with you, had said that. You’d love her to dominate you back. Mmmm that young woman, older man reverse relationship thing. You watched porn with it one night. The younger woman has everything you need, mainly her body, and you do anything for that. You’d love to experience it for real.
For a moment you imagine how the conversation could proceed to make those dreams come true:
Girl: Fuck you. Honestly, fuck you with pretty bells on.
You: That is quite enough young lady. I’m inclined to take you in hand!
Girl: Oh spank me Daddy! Fuck you and inappropriate fantasies.
Man: I assure you I have no such thing! You are impertinent to say so.
Girl: I’m truthful. I know guys like you. I’ve always known guys like you. Bend me over and give my bottom a good walloping. Because you can’t get it up.
Man: That is not true!
Girl: Oh no probably you can’t get it up for your wife anymore.
Man: That is not what I meant you little madam.
Girl: Ahhh, but you could get it up for me I’m sure. A little something poking gup into my flat tight belly while I’m having my botty spanked.
Man: You are not real. You are disgusting.
Girl: I am right and by the time today is done you’ll be begging for it and selling your home for a taste of my cunt.
Oh well, you get the idea, that’s what you were hoping for, in vain I’m afraid. She isn’t even bothering to look at you. Her friend seems worried though. You try one more time.
“I will tell your parents!”
“Is this man for real?” finally she speaks. “Who do you think we are? High school kids? Rollon is final year science tech, Crean and Blade work for HighNet and I own my own goddammed personalised fashion emporium. We don’t live with are fucking parents. I don’t even have any! Rosa a home rose though, she’s the only freshman. My friends sister. But wait, hold on, we’re not telling you where she lives ok?!”
Somehow that whole rant of hers got you very excited and you want her more than ever. The fun has gone out of their party though and clouds roll over making it feel like you’ve really broken the party up. Almost in silence but for the loud fingers they all give you, except Rosa, they walk off, looking a bit dejected. You feel guilty for being the one to ruin their fun but feel better as they are about to leave the square because suddenly they are playing again, stealing a man’s hat and making up characters when each of them throws it back. Rosa isn’t with them though. Because Rosa is behind you.
“Sir, I’m sorry, you won’t tell on me will you?”
If ever that tingle, that buzz, that weird thing they gave you in your nose, came in helpful it was now. Ok so you know she’s eighteen or nineteen but if you said anything other than, “it’s ok, I was in the wrong, it’s no harm is it. I don’t know your family and I’m not really cross, go and find your friends,” you would normally feel awful. However, you get it right away. You feel her tingle of lust towards you. She wants you to be cross, she wants you to threaten, she wants to play out a fantasy she probably did have through high school with any of the hot teachers. Or maybe since arriving at University she has started to have crushes on stern looking men in grey hair. So what option do you have but to play along?
Well, of course you do!
- Do you escape this ‘creepy’ little ‘roleplay’ and go back to look for more experienced women…
Or
- Do you jump in feet first and see what excitement this brings?
Or
- Even travel back in time, you can do that in adventures like this, and see what would have happened if you had just waited and watched instead?
