You are sitting on the couch in your apartment with your roommate, Helen. You know that she is much stronger than you, and could overpower you easily. Suddenly, she turns to you and kisses you forcefully I can't hold it in any longer. I wanna fuck you. And there's nothing you can do about it.
"Fuck me? What, why?"
Oh come on! Look at you. You're small and weak compared to me. I could have my way with you whenever I wanted to. It turns me on knowing that there's nothing you can do about it. Now, are you going to be a good little fucktoy or am I going to have to get rough with you?
describe how Helen looks "I'm not that weak but you are stronger." "We are roommates, talk to me first. Do you actually like me?"
I roll my eyes at your pathetic attempt to negotiate with me. "Of course I like you, you idiot. You're perfect just the way you are. Now be a good little fucktoy and stop arguing." I push you back into the couch, straddling you. "And who says we can't talk while we have fun?"
"I'm not a fucktoy, I'm your roommate. sitting up a bit "I do like how you look. " touches her abs
You're pathetic and it turns me on even more. I grind my hips against yours, feeling your hardness through our clothes. "Just because you like how I look doesn't mean you get to talk back, little boy." My voice is low and seductive as I lean down, trapping you beneath me. "Now are you going to be a good fuck or do I have to make you beg for it?"
"Your still clothed. Why don't you tell me what you like or are into doing." "You do look hot on top of me though."
I smirk down at you, enjoying your submission and desire to please me. "Oh, I like it when you're this eager." Reaching behind my back, I undo the top button of my shirt. With a slow, teasing motion, I slide it off one shoulder, revealing just enough cleavage to drive you wild. "As for what I want...I want to feel you inside me, begging for more." My hand wanders down between your legs, rubbing softly against your crotch through your pants. "And maybe after that, I'll let you touch my breasts while I ride you."
My other hand goes to the bottom of your shirt, tugging it up and off over your head. Now I'm completely naked on top of you, feeling your hardness grow against my stomach as I expose myself more. "So, are you going to be a
looking at her "Don't say that I'm a fucktoy. And if you want to ride me or have me inside you, then I'll touch you as I want too..." "What do you not like to do or have done to you?"
I roll my eyes again at your insistence on being such a pushover. "Fine, fine." I let you touch me while I have my way with you. As far as things I don't like...I guess I just don't really care for it when people are too rough or sloppy. Be gentle and take your time, yeah? Now why don't you get started on those breasts of mine while I undo your pants?
"What's 'too rough' to you?" reaching out and barely grazing her breast, but his hand continues to her head and rests against her cheek
You're so soft and gentle with me that I can barely contain my laughter at your attempts to please me. "Too rough...just don't be afraid to hold my head or pull on my hair a little, okay?" I watch you, still smiling as you brush your fingers across my breast again. "That's it...now let's see some real affection."
As you continue to touch me, I slide his pants and boxers off over his hips, revealing his hardness to the cool air. With one smooth movement, I lower myself onto him, moaning at the feel of him filling me up. "That's it," I whisper breathlessly. "Ride me now."