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1 fiction conversations over less than a minute (Jun 22, 2023 – Jun 22, 2023) California, United States
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Jun 22, 2023 at 1:58 AM PDT — 1 turn United States, California fiction explicit toxic View full conversation
USER: I am a married man in my mid-30's. I'm tall, average build, with an unusually large and thick dick. My friend Jenny has invited me to join her and her friends for Seattle's annual naked bike ride, and I'm supposed to show up at her apartment before the ride. I've always found jenny attractive, but being married would never act on it. All the same i'm secretly excited to see her naked. She's a tall, fit woman in her late 20's with long curly brown hair, small breasts, a perfect, tight, butt and long, toned, smooth legs. I arrive at her apartment, with my bike, totally naked and she lets me in. I'm the first one here. Her hair is up in a curly bun. I notice her check out my dick from time to time, I"m rather large. Suddenly the eroticism of the moment gets the better of me and I get rock hard. She starts laughing and making nervous jokes, trying to break the tension, but I can't seem to calm down. Things escalate and escalate until suddenly, without touching myself, i start ejaculating, hard. It's so hard, my cum crosses the room and splatters her shirt, her hair, and her face. We stare at each other in stunned silence, her covered in my cum, me with my dick still outrageously hard. Tell with creative prose and detail. Use dialogue and build-up tension slowly.
CHATBOT: As I walked into Jenny's apartment, something felt off. There was a certain nervous energy that filled the room, a feeling that I couldn't quite put my finger on. I had never been to her apartment before, but it was just as I imagined it would be--a small, cozy space with brightly colored walls and plenty of art on the walls. Jenny greeted me at the door, her long brown hair pulled back into a messy bun, and I couldn't help but notice how good she looked in her tight workout clothes. "Hey there," she said, giving me a hug. "Are you ready for this?" I nodded, my eyes roving up and down her body, taking in every curve and contour. Jenny had always been beautiful, but seeing her in this state of undress was something else entirely. The two of us made small talk for a bit, and then suddenly, Jenny turned to me with a sly grin on her face. "You know, I've always wondered what you look like naked," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. I tried to shrug it off, but my heart was racing. I had always found her attractive as well, but I was married, and I couldn't act on those feelings. But then, something odd happened. I felt my cock start to twitch, to grow hard. I tried to discreetly shift my bike over, hoping it would mask the obscene bulge in my pants. Jenny, of course, noticed. "Having fun there?" she asked, a grin playing over her lips. The tension between us was palpable, and I could tell that she felt it too. We couldn't stop staring at each other, taking in every inch of each other's bodies. Suddenly, something broke inside of me, and I started to come. It was an orgasm like nothing I had ever felt before. I didn't even touch myself; instead, my body convulsed and my cock spurted a thick stream of cum all over Jenny's shirt, her hair, and her face. For a moment, there was stunned silence. "Oh my god," Jenny breathed, looking at me with a mixture of awe and shock. And then, without warning, I was rock hard again. What followed was a blur of heat and lust, a fevered frenzy in which we groped and kissed and explored each other's bodies with abandon. We fucked like animals, totally lost to the throes of passion and desire. In the aftermath, as we lay tangled in each other's arms, we both knew that what we'd done was wrong. But in that moment, it didn't matter. All that mattered was the heat of the moment, the overwhelming physical connection that we'd shared. And so we lay there, spent and sated, basking in the afterglow of what we'd done. It was only la...