As a senior in college, I thought I had my life planned and figured out. I had been with my girlfriend since high-school and couldn't imagine myself with anyone else but her.

Plainly put, we were a perfect fit, like a key that you could effortlessly push into a lock. She was the same age as me, mature, understood my dumb sense of humor, liked all the same shows I did, put forth the effort to get into my hobbies as I did for her, and even had a good start to her career as an assistant to HR.

She was safe and we were a team dedicated to making our relationship work....or so I thought.

At the start of my senior year in college, we both got cold to one another, arguments started, I got busier and we both made plans less often. I'll be honest in admitting my faults in letting the relationship decline....I was bored. She was the safe relationship I always wanted but it came at the expense of any passion. I didn't feel like she loved me because I was the best option, but because she couldn't fathom being with anyone else. It just felt like I was another calculated move in the chess game of her life and she did the bare minimum to keep me around, much like picking out an apartment and paying rent. I was an accessory to her lifestyle, not a partner.

This was obvious to me in our bedroom habits. Being a total pillow princess she let me do the work and pretty much anything I wanted....but never asked to do anything to me, never got excited to have sex, never even tried to spice things up like I did from time to time. I thought I could live with it, but at some point I realized the sex life reflected the whole relationship. To her, I felt like just another plate for her to balance...but at least I was getting balanced.

While I was certainly set up to do well after college, already having opportunities set up, I didn't have any aspirations after that. I knew that after I started my career I needed to start saving to buy a house loosely, maybe some kids in the future, but she had been saving since she was 18. She planned for us to get married after I graduated, save for a wedding that she already had a rough date for in her head, she already had the ring she wanted picked out, she knew the area she wanted us to move to that had a good surrounding industry for both of us to work in....it was all just so smothering to think about. She had it all planned out flawlessly, it would work, so why was I not buying into it? Why was it so hard to think about anything beyond today?

That's when I met Katie.

She was a soon to be first year at the college I was attending, originally from a town not too far away and we met after I accidentally added her on Instagram. Really, I just thought she was....breathtaking.

Her wild, neat, yet still kinda frizzy, neon hair was such a stark difference to the dull chestnut I was used to seeing in my girlfriend, I didn't even know girls in real life dyed their hair like that.

Her profile picture was just a cute candid photo a friend obviously took of her flipping off the camera but.... there was just so much personality in that one photo that I couldn't help but request to follow her in hopes of glancing over a few more photos. Enjoy the fantasy of what it might be like to date someone with that much spunk.

I thought it would end at that honestly, but to my surprise, an hour later she had sent me a DM and a follow request back. She asked how I knew her and I replied, simply, that....I didn't, she just had a cool profile picture.

Before I knew it, she was asking to FaceTime me, telling me I was handsome, liking my Instagram posts, asking me out for coffee. I was bewildered to say the least, my brain perplexed at what I could have possibly done to garner such an emphatic response but....I guess she just thought I was attractive. The upcoming weekend my girlfriend happened to be busy with a family get together, so I saw no reason to at least get coffee. It felt bad to sneak around my girlfriend and tell her I was having a day with my friends but the flirty comments and selfless interest towards me made all those negative regrets float away.

Facetiming led to a coffee date. A coffee date led to an impromptu movie. A movie turned into her asking to see my dorm. Asking to see my dorm, to my confused yet ecstatic surprise, was just her excuse to get me alone in a room with her and a bed~

What followed was probably more passionate and lust jam packed into one night than I had ever experienced in the entirety of my last relationship.

I didn't have to ask for her to give me oral, she simply dropped down to her knees before I could even close my dorm door, unbuckling my belt like it was locking away the last meal on earth and she had been starving for months, drooling as she slapped my flaccid cock onto her face, flattering me with compliments of size and taste as she ran her tongue along the shaft of my manhood, sighing with delight like the taste was phenomenal.

She didn't complain or show disgust when I asked to try fucking her throat, feeling braver than I ever had before, obsessed with the fact that the answer might not be an immediate no. She simply told me not to ask for things that I wanted, to just do what felt right, do what I desire and she'd let me know if it was too much.

She said," Try not to think too hard. The thoughts of the mind drown out the cravings of the soul."

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Howdy! I know that was a long read, so thanks for sticking with it, it really means a lot!

I've really loved the idea of someone stuck between two partners recently.

One who lacks passion but is mature enough to understand that immaturity, like indulging in risky acts, can result in a life of constantly fixing things. The other, who lacks maturity, but understands that passion and lust in all facets of life is what makes us feel alive and wanted.

I'd love to find someone interested in role-playing the lovely, eager, excited, and unique Katie who's suddenly entered into this young man's life, unaware (or maybe totally aware) that she's tempting this man away from an admittedly bland but cushy life he's on track for.

I'm happy to hear someone else's take on what they'd prefer Katie to be, whether it's small tweaks or a complete overhaul to someone with a different name! All I request is that she remain distinct, unique, and way different than your typical responsible individual!

As far as the girlfriend, I had planned on keeping her involvement to a minimum, and should a need to roleplay her come up, I'd be happy taking her reigns as well as any other needed characters, however, should anyone have an interest in playing her as well or any other fun character ideas, I'd be happy to hear about it!

As for how the prompt would play out, I'd love to hear your take on it! Would this poor, soon-to-be college grad try to juggle and hide two relationships at once? Would he choose the safer option but keep dipping his toes back into the world of immaturity and lust? Would his new found partner crime simply be okay being the "other women?"

I'm a big fan of discussion and detailed setup before a roleplay, so don't be afraid to hit me with all your ideas, big or small!

Please, send only chats if possible, as I prefer to send references images in the beginning to sort out characters appearances and outfits♡