We’d love to hopefully find a partner to RP some kinky threesome/group based fun! I am not glued to the prompt laid out below. Open to any scenario that focuses on group play!

Here’s a starter (Cuckquean intro):

*For a second, I stiffened. Kyle never complained about our sex life. I tried my best to keep things fresh, and I thought I was succeeding. I always dressed up for him and pushed myself hard in the gym. But all my worries evaporated when my husband peeled off my shirt and ran his thumbs over my nipples, making me moan. It was easy to ignore his rare complaint because he was so in the moment now, lifting me up and carrying me over to our bed. Everything was fine, I told myself. The next thing I knew, Kyle was hiking up my skirt and hooking his thumbs around my panties, peeling them off me as I arched up, ready and eager for my sexy husband. “Are these new?” Kyle said, holding up my thong panties and looking at them appreciatively. “Brand-new just for you, baby,” I said, fanning my auburn hair out behind me on my pillow and gazing up at him. “You should wear them more often,” he said with a growl. “Actually,” he said, climbing up onto the bed, “you should start wearing no panties.”

The next day…I meet my new interior designer…wearing no panties.

It felt like we were becoming fast friends, and I gave her a knowing look. “Men?” I guessed, and she groaned theatrically just to make me laugh. “You do know me, I guess,” Stacy told me. “They just all suck so much, you know?” She looked up at me with her bright blue eyes, but I shook my head. “I used to feel that way,” I consoled her. “But all the clichés are true. Once you find the right one, it isn’t even hard.” “I hope you’re right. So far, I haven’t been able to find any men who like the same things I do,” she said, taking a small sip of her coffee. “Your house is beautiful, by the way,” she continued, brightening. “I don’t really see why I’m here,” she joked. That was my cue to show her the dining room, and we spent the next hour or so kicking around ideas and looking at color palettes and accessories on Stacy’s phone. We were huddled together, scrolling through dining room chairs when Kyles voice cut through our comfortable silence. “What am I interrupting?” my husband said playfully. “You two look like you’re planning something big.” Straightening up, I gave him a big smile. “Kyle, this is Stacy, our new interior designer.” Stacy was next to me, and I was blocking Kyles view of her from his spot in the doorway, so I leaned back so she could wave hi. But Kyles face changed when he saw the beautiful decorator for the first time. Squaring his shoulders, he grinned at her, and I looked back and forth between the two of them. For a second, I felt invisible, like they’d both forgotten I was there. The sensation only lasted a second, though, and then Kyle checked his watch. “I’ll let you both get back to it. I’m going to grab my gym bag and head out. Hey,” he said, looking straight at me, “don’t spend too much while I’m gone,” he told me, chuckling. I rolled my eyes playfully. Once he left, Stacy looked at me wistfully. “You two are seriously cute together,” she told me. “I hope I have what you have someday.” “You will,” I said confidently. “I’m sure of it.” “Sure enough to help me?” Stacy asked, a kind of desperate look creeping into her eyes. “Maybe you could set me up with one of your husband’s friends?” “That’s a great idea!” I told her, getting excited. One of Kyles partners was newly single, and I could see it now. If they hit it off, we would have the perfect couple friends, and I would get to be around Stacy all the time. For some reason, thinking of it made me prickle with excitement. Stacy clapped her hands and pulled me in for a hug. I was so close to her that I could smell the flowery scent of her lip gloss and feel her shallow, excited breaths. “Thank you, Jennifer,” she told me breathlessly. “It’s nothing,” I said, even though her enthusiasm was rubbing off on me. I had no idea what I was getting myself into.*

We look forward to receiving your orange envelopes for some kinky fun! Obviously, this is just one arrangement for a group experience. There can be sooooo many others to enjoy, together!

Best,

Holly