The gentle rays of the morning sun, split into unequal portions by the white blinds, swaying leisurely in the wind pushed against your face, enticing your drowsy mind to wake itself up. Begrudgingly, you pull yourself up from the velvet sheets of the King-sized bed, the cloud of consciousness still hanging over you as you stumbled to the end of the bed, picking a pair of briefs from a mountain of assorted clothes from the night before. Even after all this time, you struggled to think of how you ended up here.

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Your current partner was yours truly, Emily Plath, the only child of the prestigious and world-renowned Plath Dynasty, known since the 19th century for their history of ingenuity and entrepreneurship. Born in London, England, the young Emily spent her early childhood at her family’s vast country estate. At age 7 she moved to the U.S where she has spent her life since, only intermittedly going back to her homeland, although the tinges of her high-class English accent still lingers in her angelic voice. Like her parents before her, Emily excelled in formal education, not only topping every class she had but swiftly becoming head of the cheerleading and debate team. It was no surprise to anyone that she ended up with a scholarship to UCLA, studying Philosophy and English Literature, a far cry from her parent’s background in IT. It was here, through the melting pot of the esteemed campus, the alluring ideas presented by de Beauvoir, and the taste of champagne that Emily discovered her more, promiscuous side….

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As you make your way down the staircase to the living room of the colossal coastal mansion you currently call home, you notice the marble floor of the room covered in a yoga mat. On top of it is me, wearing a matching pair of charcoal black yoga pants and sports bra resting idly in a downward-facing dog. My strawberry blonde hair flowed inconspicuously in the wind with my toned body stretched under the mat, my arched back unashamedly showing off my taut, pillowy ass, easily the cornerstone of my gorgeous body.

“Oh, hey baby!” I announced, turning towards the direction of your footsteps, my doughy ocean blue eyes staring at you as I offered a disarming grin from my pearly white teeth. “I hope you slept well, I just thought doing some morning yoga would be fun, that's all".

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Hello boys!

Today’s prompt is pretty simple (for my convoluted standards)

In short, I play as your gorgeous, bright, ultra-rich girlfriend and you as my well, boyfriend. Who you are, how we met, and all the other intricacies can be articulated and expanded upon either out of character or built up during the roleplay itself. I am super interested in what you guys have to think of my prompt and what ways we could take it, whether it be the background, the more emotional elements of the story, or the appeal of fucking at fancy restaurants, Caribbean beaches, and luxury jets.

Can’t wait to hear from you!

Kinks: Outfit play, teasing, flirting, threesomes, pronebone, cowgirl, sloppy blowjobs, cock/pussy/ass worship, water play (showers, pools, baths), banter, romance, cumplay, facials, good sexual chemistry, literate partners, dirty talk, luxury play and a bunch of other stuff I can never seem to recall.

Limits: scat, gore, bestiality, watersports, noncon,

No chat, No one liners, and No creeps