Hiya!

It's a problem we've all faced at some point or another: being fully (or at least partially) clothed and horny as hell. In these situations the common response is to divest oneself of garment and begin jackhammering away at whatever you've got going on in the groinal region, but those of us who have slightly freakier tendancies might choose to skip step 1 and get straight to the good stuff.

I, for one, adore creaming my pants. The best orgasms I've had have been barefoot and bare-chested, in jeans and panties, humping my desk or the windowsill (see: A Horny Morning, on my profile). It does mean the laundry stacks up, but honestly it's worth it for the sensation of a clothed orgasm. So wrong... so right.

And this extends to other people too. I've never had sex with a guy before, but I've given a friend of mine a handjob through his pants, and seeing the white stain spreading as he came turned me on like nothing else. When he left to take a shower, I took his pants out of the laundry and licked his cum off the inside. It remains the most shameful thing I've ever done while horny - and the memory I've cum the most thinking about.

So this is what I put before you. Men, women, those who transcend the binary, all are welcome to spooge in their underwear and bring it to me. My previous prompts are also all open, so if any of those tickle your fancy (or tickle something else) you're very welcome to pitch an alternative.

I'm looking for a roleplay based around this, rather than sharing stories. I can see dozens of scenarios which might lead to us blasting ropes with our clothes on, so if you have a particular idea please bring it to me, or if not I can suggest some options.

Other kinks: feet/footplay(!!), squirting(!), sibling incest, bi sex, gay sex, sex in nature, sex in public, mutual masturbation, insertions,, scissoring, cum play/creampies, femboys, butch women, femme women, butch men, and good grammar.

Limits are bad writers, scat, kids, people who don't begin their message by telling me their favourite film, animals, gore, pregnancy, and dirty/smelly feet.

And finally, so as to avoid the wrath of the moderators: a scene. Please don't let this get in the way of your own creativity, but please also feel free to continue it if you so wish.

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The woman beside you makes a strange sound, and you turn to look at her. She's holding the pole with one pale hand, knuckles bleached white with the intensity of her grip, and the other is splayed out on the seat. Her face is flushed red, her black hair is frizzy and unkempt, and her eyes are unfocused. She's barefoot, her flip-flops on the seat beside her.

She sees you staring, and her face turns a deeper shade of crimson. She mumbles something unintelligible before bucking violently, her chest heaving as she takes rapid and deep breaths.

You begin to ask what's wrong, but you're cut off by a sharp gasp. Her entire body begins to tremble, and you hear a wet noise. Glancing down, you see a dark patch blossoming across the crotch of her leggings. Trickles of liquid run down her thighs, over her toes, dripping down onto the floor.

Did she just squirt... on a public bus!?