[A4A] You can’t deny she’s having fun.
Femdom and “ballbusting” are often portrayed as dark, but I’m interested in some stories where they are fun and amusing. Here are some visual examples to quickly capture what I mean:
[imgur1](https://i.imgur.com/AUCiOc2.png)
[imgur2](https://i.imgur.com/IGJq4sG.png)
[imgur3](https://i.imgur.com/MX9f66q.png)
PM if interested in NSFW examples.
What I like about all of them is the delighted look of satisfaction, amusement, and fun that the women are expressing. Depending on the situation, the guy may be feeding off of it as well. It may not even be an overtly sexual experience for either party, but there’s still a dirty fun to it. It’s wrong to have that much power, but it feels right. Overt S&M would not need to be a part of the story, if included at all. For example, it may be the sounds, the facial expressions, the ease at which the deed is done, or the disproportionate effect the women’s actions have that are enjoyed. It may just be about breaking the taboo. If you have interest in any of that, it’s what I’m looking to explore. These are the things on which my writing will focus.
I’d like to write a few vignettes (though you are only signing up for one at the moment) that revolve around that satisfied, fun, and carefree feeling; and would like a partner to help. For these stories, I prefer outlining a plot and then writing it out together, or I prefer roleplaying within an outlined framework to unrestricted roleplay. I’m also interested in polishing and sharing them if we both agree to it after finished. If you’ve never wrote about this type of thing before, don’t be shy. It’ll be relatively short-term and fun. I’m not looking for longterm partners right now.
Please PM with an idea about a character or setting you’d like to include. Other kinks and rule 34 *may* be incorporated as long as they don’t go against the main focus described above. We’ll discuss characters, setting, and plot before writing.
**Example story starter** (I’ll gladly continue this one as if you like it):
*No, the Other Football*
Glesmarie was not quickly adjusting to her new life in the US. Her Catholic upbringing made her uncomfortable at Ohio State, but the school offered a strong engineering program and her father was able to greatly increase the family’s standard of living after the move from Honduras.
Football was one of her favorite pastimes growing up, and she loved it both for the bond she built with her dad, then later for the friends she made. Eventually, she loved the game itself. She played on several recreational teams and with family growing up. Never as the star, but always a solid contributor to her team, particularly in providing precise assists on offense.
She just couldn’t get into American football, and it left her divided from many of the other students. It just added to the age gap. She delayed the start of college for a few years while her dad’s transfer was arranged, and was starting college at 21. Once the move did come, it put her in Columbus just before starting college, and so she had no strong friends there.
Glesmarie was delighted when she learned about intramural sports at orientation. She had found a small group of international students to play pickup--it reminded her of home--but wanted to meet American friends by bonding over soccer. Tanya and Adam, two acquaintances from class asked her to join their team.
She is excited, today is the day of the first practice. On arrival, she meets with Tanya and Adam and cleats up. She learns that Tanya played on for her high school in Ohio and that Adam played in several rec leagues in New York. The three only knew each other because of seating arrangements, but the soccer pins on Tanya’s backpack broke the ice on the first day of class.
“So, where is the rest of the team?” Glesmarie asked.
“Most of them are from my dorm,” replied Adam. “Several of them played football in highschool together and asked me to join. They are glad I knew a few girls, so that we could go coed. Here they are.”
A muddy red pickup truck pulled up blasting country music as Adam finished. Five athletic young college men exited the truck, two from the cab and the other three out of the bed. One had an underinflated soccer ball, and shouted “Go long, Alex” while another ran to have the ball thrown to him. Glesmarie looked at them, confused, and then turned to Tanya and Adam while cocking her head and shrugging her shoulders.
Once the ball was on the ground, sloppy passes were exchanged between them as the others introduced themselves. Glesmarie, Tanya, and Adam would have Tim, Percy, Max, Alex, and Jo-Bo as teammates. Sam, the third female player of the coed team would be along shortly. The boys mostly talked and occasionally kicked the ball as hard as they could into an unprotected goal while Adam, Tanya, and Glesmarie started a simple passing triangle to warm up.
They were all a little uncomfortable at the contrast in personality, but Glesmarie was particularly upset. They seemed to have little appreciation for any skill at the game, and didn’t seem to care to even see if anyone else did. This might be a long season, but she was determined. Even if nothing else was going well for her socially, soccer would not be tainted by her new home.
[imgur1](https://i.imgur.com/AUCiOc2.png)
[imgur2](https://i.imgur.com/IGJq4sG.png)
[imgur3](https://i.imgur.com/MX9f66q.png)
PM if interested in NSFW examples.
What I like about all of them is the delighted look of satisfaction, amusement, and fun that the women are expressing. Depending on the situation, the guy may be feeding off of it as well. It may not even be an overtly sexual experience for either party, but there’s still a dirty fun to it. It’s wrong to have that much power, but it feels right. Overt S&M would not need to be a part of the story, if included at all. For example, it may be the sounds, the facial expressions, the ease at which the deed is done, or the disproportionate effect the women’s actions have that are enjoyed. It may just be about breaking the taboo. If you have interest in any of that, it’s what I’m looking to explore. These are the things on which my writing will focus.
I’d like to write a few vignettes (though you are only signing up for one at the moment) that revolve around that satisfied, fun, and carefree feeling; and would like a partner to help. For these stories, I prefer outlining a plot and then writing it out together, or I prefer roleplaying within an outlined framework to unrestricted roleplay. I’m also interested in polishing and sharing them if we both agree to it after finished. If you’ve never wrote about this type of thing before, don’t be shy. It’ll be relatively short-term and fun. I’m not looking for longterm partners right now.
Please PM with an idea about a character or setting you’d like to include. Other kinks and rule 34 *may* be incorporated as long as they don’t go against the main focus described above. We’ll discuss characters, setting, and plot before writing.
**Example story starter** (I’ll gladly continue this one as if you like it):
*No, the Other Football*
Glesmarie was not quickly adjusting to her new life in the US. Her Catholic upbringing made her uncomfortable at Ohio State, but the school offered a strong engineering program and her father was able to greatly increase the family’s standard of living after the move from Honduras.
Football was one of her favorite pastimes growing up, and she loved it both for the bond she built with her dad, then later for the friends she made. Eventually, she loved the game itself. She played on several recreational teams and with family growing up. Never as the star, but always a solid contributor to her team, particularly in providing precise assists on offense.
She just couldn’t get into American football, and it left her divided from many of the other students. It just added to the age gap. She delayed the start of college for a few years while her dad’s transfer was arranged, and was starting college at 21. Once the move did come, it put her in Columbus just before starting college, and so she had no strong friends there.
Glesmarie was delighted when she learned about intramural sports at orientation. She had found a small group of international students to play pickup--it reminded her of home--but wanted to meet American friends by bonding over soccer. Tanya and Adam, two acquaintances from class asked her to join their team.
She is excited, today is the day of the first practice. On arrival, she meets with Tanya and Adam and cleats up. She learns that Tanya played on for her high school in Ohio and that Adam played in several rec leagues in New York. The three only knew each other because of seating arrangements, but the soccer pins on Tanya’s backpack broke the ice on the first day of class.
“So, where is the rest of the team?” Glesmarie asked.
“Most of them are from my dorm,” replied Adam. “Several of them played football in highschool together and asked me to join. They are glad I knew a few girls, so that we could go coed. Here they are.”
A muddy red pickup truck pulled up blasting country music as Adam finished. Five athletic young college men exited the truck, two from the cab and the other three out of the bed. One had an underinflated soccer ball, and shouted “Go long, Alex” while another ran to have the ball thrown to him. Glesmarie looked at them, confused, and then turned to Tanya and Adam while cocking her head and shrugging her shoulders.
Once the ball was on the ground, sloppy passes were exchanged between them as the others introduced themselves. Glesmarie, Tanya, and Adam would have Tim, Percy, Max, Alex, and Jo-Bo as teammates. Sam, the third female player of the coed team would be along shortly. The boys mostly talked and occasionally kicked the ball as hard as they could into an unprotected goal while Adam, Tanya, and Glesmarie started a simple passing triangle to warm up.
They were all a little uncomfortable at the contrast in personality, but Glesmarie was particularly upset. They seemed to have little appreciation for any skill at the game, and didn’t seem to care to even see if anyone else did. This might be a long season, but she was determined. Even if nothing else was going well for her socially, soccer would not be tainted by her new home.
