I saw you again, on the way to work. As usual. You looked cute. As usual. Something felt different today, though. We chatted. I tried to keep it cordial, tried not to flirt. I might've slipped up, though. Just a bit. You're single, I'm not. I've suspected you've had a bit of a crush on me, and it's not right to lead people on. I'm really not that kind of guy. I just, I couldn't help myself today. It's so strange.

As I stood there, lightly breathing in the familiar floral fragrance of your perfume, I couldn't help but notice the red lipstick you decided to wear today. It looked perfect on your lips. Made them look so juicy. So kissably soft. Irrationally, I thought about stealing a kiss. Smudging those red lips. Just a bit. It wouldn't be right, though. I'm taken, and it's not proper to think about these kinds of things. I just can't keep the thought out of my head now, though. It's so frustrating. So intoxicating.

How was I supposed to know that this particular shade of lipstick was much more than it seemed? Was special? And that it was procured and applied for the sole purpose of getting one man's attention... Me? I had no idea that it was the perfectly precise shade of red, formulated specifically to draw a man's attention. Get him to fixate on your mouth. I just couldn't help but notice how it made your lips just \pop.\** Just that little splash of color. Wow.

And how could I have known the way it tingled and plumped your lips up, the way it sensitized them over time, until they become their own erogenous zone? A highly sensitive, nerve-tinged sex organ. I just couldn't stop looking at the way you pursed and pouted your lips as you looked at me. Thought it was cute. Flirtatious. I couldn't look away, though. Your lips looked too good to resist... But I managed. Barely.

And Lord help me, if I knew the things those red lips could do to me! To my brain. Scattering my normally deep thoughts. Fragmenting them. Making it so hard to think straight as blood-flow rushes elsewhere. To my body. Changing it. Subtly. That tingling sensation left behind, from your lips staining my skin. Warm, persistent, pulsing pleasure. As if your soft lips were still pressed against that precise spot. Dopamine, endorphins flooding my brain. Turning my mind into a warm, melty mess. Adrenaline, testosterone coalescing. Turning my body chemistry into some kind of lewd, cartoon-ish science experiment. Causing my heart to race. Causing my body to react. To you. To your teasing kisses.

Not knowing that your lips could wipe my thoughts clear out of my head. Could put my body into overdrive. Increase libido. Increase production. Making my cock so hard. My balls so heavy. For you. All for you. Constantly. Constantly needing to release. To empty myself from overflowing. Into you. Onto you. All over you. Claiming you with my seed and my musk, the same way your lips have claimed me all for yourself.

Not knowing that just a taste could be addictive. That with a few strategically placed kisses, you could reduce a man's refractory period to nearly nil, causing him to become your perfect partner. Addicted to getting off, using your body. Giving you the rough, aggressive treatment you crave... Or becoming your perfect, throbbing, pulsing, dripping, needy cock-toy. Not knowing that this was all done with one man in mind: Me.

I'm on my way home now. I've been thinking about your perfect red lips all day. I couldn't keep them out of my mind. Innocent fantasies. Naughty fantasies. Your lips. Super-imposed in my mind's eye. As if they're kissing all the resistance out of my brain. For my sake, I'm hoping the memory, the impression is all I'm left with tonight... Because I don't know what I'll do. What my body will do... If I come face-to-face with you. Again. Just wanting to steal a kiss. Smudge those red lips. Just a little bit...

What did you do to me?

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Hey! Just looking for a fun partner for a super open-ended short-term play here. I'm up to help craft something in the way of story, unless you have your own ideas, which I'm definitely open to. I think lipstick is sexy. Aphrodisiacs are hot. Homewreckers are hot too, especially when their lips leave behind teasing little traces of their lewd activity... So that's what I'd like to play on! As I post this, I'm feeling very switch-y, so I'd really be open to playing a wide variety of male characters. Just let me know what you like, what sounds fun, or anything you'd like to discuss!

Kinks: Lipstick fetish, phenomenally sloppy oral, facials, creampies, throatpies, intercourse and outercourse, every “job” you can think of, raceplay, cuddlefucks, aftercare, kissing, jealousy, possessiveness, competitiveness, cockwarming, watersports, CFNM, bimbofication, cheating and homewrecking sluts, dressup/cosplay/slutty outfits/outfit control, blatant teasing, degradation, seduction, having a huge cock, hyperspermia and excessive cum, cum-play, multiple loads and much more!!

Limits: Cuckold, pegging, futa, anthro/non-human, vore, gore, scat.