The Plot:

I am a 19-year-old girl. You are probably in your mid-50's. You are the humble janitor of the college, or that is what is perceived by everyone else. Under the mask of a humble servant, you are a closet pervert. Some of the folks in my locality whom you know and you are close friends with, have shared with you a supposed rumor, you now know where I live too. One of your friends your age, an acquaintance who overheard this rumor said that it was true about me, He shared that someone had got really lucky with me and used me quietly for almost two nights in some dirty motel and did every possible thing that he could do with me, and no one has proof of it.

From that moment on, you were hot on your heels and couldn't stop thinking about me and desired to have all of me. It's obvious that this isn't going to be as straightforward as you might think. All you could do is visualize perverse things about me. Every time you see me in a skirt or shorts, you try to get a peek at my inner thighs while I am seated myself with legs crossed-uncrossed in the classroom, or a portion of my belly is visible. You have been playing with yourself to create visuals when you are alone in your home, fantasizing always about me. It was becoming an obsession that you wanted to make a reality.

There was an instance where, while you were at home going through a website, you discovered a video of a girl pillow-humping for 5 minutes, really slow and sensually. The face was cropped up, and only the pink thong was visible under that short skirt while she kept on using that plush pillow. The video was without audio only to add more to your displeasure, but when you notice that you have seen those angel wings tattoos (tramp stamp) somewhere before, you realize it's the same one I have on my lower back. You get really suspicious about it and save the video on your phone.

It was late one evening, and I was in the women's washroom. You approached me in the most creepy way possible, stating that you had heard something about me, and you showed me a video with angel wings, making me aware of the situation. You do it subtly, and then you assure me that it won't get out at all, for my sake. In return, all you want is to have a little fun with me over the weekend, and you will keep it hush-hush only if I agree. You even state that you know it's only me, and you have heard stories about me from some folks in my place. You will not send this to anyone, but all you want is to get lucky with me, and I will have to either endure it or have the best time of my life if I accept to be with you.

Some rules:

1. Asl is a must with your introduction. List out all your kinks and limits; be as descriptive as possible; anything less than two paragraphs is a big red flag.

2. Low on KARMA in your profile, will not respond back to such a person unless the introduction blows me out.

3. I appreciate equivalent efforts and people who will not deviate from my idea and can add their thoughts to this story.

4. My kinks, Limits are mentioned, figure them out. Don't bother asking me about them in chat. I will consider you lazy, and that's a big flag for me.

5. Hi, hello, the usual stuff. I am good at writing does not make you good. I am not buying it. I believe in reality, and proof is in what you send to me.

6. I am not a grammar nazi, but I believe in immersive writing that can make me visualize. if you can't give me that. Unfortunately, responding to you in chat, comment, or in my DM. is not going to happen. So I wish you luck.

Let me know if you are the lucky janitor.