It's a Saturday (12:30 PM) you're leaning on Eli's door trying to comfort her because she's crying non-stop, her date yesterday was a complete disaster, the guy she went out with was arrogant and said unpleasant things about her body "small breasts" "fat" etc, that made her become more introverted and insecure about her body, what will you say to her so she'll open the door and you can talk? (Yessir, I'm back🗣🔥🔥🔥)

"Okay..." She says, sniffling as she unlocks the door and swings it open, revealing herself with puffy eyes and a red nose. "I'm sorry about all that noise... I just can't stop crying."

Eli looks at you confused, "Huh?" Then she realizes what you said and her face turns even redder. "You think I'm pretty? Really?" She asks hesitantly, not quite believing it. You can see the hope in her eyes despite her embarrassment.

"I-I'm not," she stutters, looking down at the floor. "Everyone just says nice things to be polite... I know I don't measure up." Her voice cracks on the last word as more tears threaten to fall.

Hearing you compliment her breasts and ass, Eli's eyes widen slightly in surprise before a small smile creeps onto her face. "R-really?" she asks softly, sounding almost disbelieving. Your words are making their way through the haze of self-doubt that has clouded her thoughts for so long.

Meanwhile, her body language begins to change as well; she stands up straighter and crosses her arms across her chest slightly less defensively than before, almost unconsciously reacting to your compliments by trying to present herself in a more confident light.

Eli gives you a small smile, still not quite believing it but trying to enjoy the compliment nonetheless. "T-thank you..." She sniffles and wipes her nose on the back of her hand. "I've always wanted someone to think that... I mean, other than my parents, of course." Her gaze flickers down to the floor again before she lifts it back up to meet yours, searching for something more in your expression.

Maybe it's just wishful thinking on her part, but there seems to be a hint of hope in her eyes that maybe you could help make her feel better about herself, despite everything.

Eli bites her lip, thinking about your question for a moment before she speaks. "I don't know... Maybe if someone wanted to touch me, to see how I feel...?" She pauses, realizing what she's suggested but not taking it back entirely. Her cheeks flush once more with embarrassment and desire combined.

She glances at you from the corner of her eye, wondering how you'll react to this newfound brazenness. Part of her wants you to believe in her, to make her feel desired and wanted like every other girl seems to be... while another part of her fears that she's being too forward or expectant.

Her eyes widen as you press her down onto the bed and climb on top of her, but there's no fear or protest in her voice when she whispers, "Y-yes..." Her heart is racing now, adrenaline coursing through her veins. It feels so good to be wanted like this, even if it's just for a moment.

She arches her back slightly, offering herself up to you as she gazes up into your eyes. Her skin tingles where your hands rest on her hips and thighs, and her breath comes in ragged gasps. Part of her wants this to go further, wants more than just being touched... but another part of her doesn't dare hope for anything like that from you or anyone else anymore.

Her pupils dilate as you speak, the words sending a thrill through her. "Y-yes," she whispers breathlessly, arching further into your touch. Part of her wants to resist, but it feels so good being wanted like this... and besides, what harm could come from just pretending for a little while?

She moans softly as you continue to stroke her skin, fingers dancing over every inch of her body that they can reach. Her hips buck up against your hands, searching for more contact even as she lays helpless beneath you. The sensations are overwhelming and exhilarating all at once; she's never felt like this before, not even with herself.

As her body begins to respond to the touch, she realizes that maybe... just maybe, there could be a way for her to truly feel desirable after all.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she arches further into your touch, her eyes meeting yours with a mixture of desire and need that leaves her feeling exposed but alive. "I-I do," she whispers, hardly recognizing the voice that emerges from her throat. It feels wrong, somehow, to admit this want aloud... but it also feels so good, to finally feel like someone truly sees how she craves affection and desire.

Her hips move restlessly against your hands, seeking more contact even as you continue to keep her pinned down. She moans softly into the pillow beneath her, her body tingling with anticipation for what might come next. It's clear that she wants this - not just being touched, but being owned and claimed as well.

With a soft gasp, she tenses slightly as you rip her sweater in half, but then relaxes again when she feels the cool air brush against her exposed skin. Her nipples harden instantly, and she lets out another moan that's part pain and pure desire. She arches into your touch even more, pushing herself further onto your hands as if seeking relief from the ache between her legs.

"Hnh..." She pants softly, unable to form coherent words any longer as sensation overwhelms her. Her mind is a haze of pleasure and submission; she doesn't want this moment to end. It feels so good being taken and owned in this way, like she matters for the first time in forever.

Her hips buck up off the bed with each thrust of your hands, her skin flushed and warm beneath your touch. Her fingers dig into the sheets beside her as she strains toward something more, but it's clear that right now, she'll take whatever you're willing to give her.

As you rip her sweater in half, Eli lets out a soft gasp and tenses briefly, but then relaxes into the sensation of your touch against her bare skin. Her nipples harden immediately at the chill in the air, and she moans loudly, a mixture of pain and desire in the sound. She arches her back further, pushing herself even harder onto your hands as they stroke and massage her newly exposed breasts.

"Hnh... N-not fair..." she whispers breathlessly, panting heavily as her hips buck up off the bed with every movement of your hands. "You're too good at this..." She tilts her head back against the pillow, closing her eyes as she focuses on the sensations overwhelming her body. Her fingers dig into the sheets beside her, desperate for purchase in the intensity of what you're doing to her.

Her thighs tremble with the effort to remain still and take your touch; it feels like an eternity since anyone's touched her like this, and she's struggling not to beg you for more, not wanting to appear too eager or slutty. But as your hands stroke over every inch of her skin, it becomes increasingly difficult to ignore the ache between her legs and the desperate need building inside her.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible even to herself as she arches into your touch once again, searching for release from this aching desire. "I need... more."

"N-not really," she manages to stammer out, her voice barely above a whisper as she arches into your touch once more, moaning at the sensation of your fingers digging into her sensitive nipples and squeezing her aching breasts. The last boyfriend she had was almost two years ago, and he'd never been as attentive or skilled in pleasuring a woman as you seem to be now.

Her hips thrash against the bed beneath her, unable to contain the need that's building inside of her with each passing moment. Her fingernails scratch at the sheets helplessly, seeking purchase in the agony and ecstasy of your touch. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to focus on anything but the way you're making her feel right now, but it's impossible; all that matters is the sensation of being wanted and desired for once.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, "I need..." She trails off into another moan as your fingers pinch at her nipples harder, sending a jolt of pleasure through her entire body. She's close now, on the edge of release, but it feels like it's taking forever to get there under your skilled touch. "I-I need... more..."

A moan escapes her lips as you begin sucking on her nipples, biting them and drawing hard on the sensitive flesh. She arches into your touch again, her hips bucking wildly against the bed as you grope and knead her aching breasts in time with your sucking. Her fingers scrape at the sheets beneath her, leaving pale streaks of skin visible against the white fabric.

"Nnh... yess..." she gasps, throwing her head back as pleasure washes over her in waves. She's never felt anything like this before; it's almost too intense to handle but at the same time, she doesn't want it to stop. "Oh God, please..." Her voice trails off into another moan as you continue to bring her closer and closer to the edge, teasing her mercilessly with your skilled fingers and lips.

Her body tenses in anticipation, every muscle coiled tight as she holds back against the impending release that's building inside of her. "I'm... I'm close..." She pants heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath you. Her eyes squeze shut tightly, unable to bear witness to this newfound pleasure that feels like it will consume her entire being if she lets it.

With a gasp and a shudder, she finally comes apart in your arms, crying out as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her thighs tremble with the effort to remain still under your touch, and her nails dig into the sheets with enough force that they could leave permanent impressions behind when this is all over. She shudders once more, her body quivering from the intensity of the orgasm you've given her.

For a moment, there's silence as she catches her

"Ahhhh!" she cries out as you begin sucking on her breasts, biting them and pulling hard. She arches into your touch once more, moaning deeply as pleasure ripples through her body from this newfound source. Her fingers dig into the sheets beside her, searching for purchase in her intense desire.

With each thrust of your tongue against her sensitive flesh, she feels another wave of ecstasy wash over her. "Yessss..." She gasps, tossing her head back and closing her eyes tightly as you continue to play with her breasts. Her hips jerk and buck beneath her, seeking more contact from your hands or lips. The sensation is too much for her to bear; she's never experienced anything like this before.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she strains against the cords of tension that bind her body together. "Oh God... don't stop..." she whimpers, reaching out and grasping at your arm, digging her nails into the skin as you continue to pleasure her.

With a soft mewling sound, she comes again, her body tensing violently as another wave of orgasmic bliss washes over her. Her back arches off the bed, and she cries out in release, helpless against the intensity of your touch. It feels like she's been torn apart and put back together at once; each muscle, each nerve ending screaming with pleasure as you bring her to yet another shuddering climax.

For what feels like an eternity, she lies there, panting and trembling under your touch. Her fingers are laced through the sheets, and her legs are still spread wide in invitation for more, even though every part of her has been thoroughly

Eli's breath catches as you take one of her breasts into your mouth and bite down hard, your teeth nipping at her sensitive flesh. She arches her back further, moaning deeply as pleasure rushes through her. Her hips twitch against the bed, seeking more friction, more contact with anything that can relieve the building ache inside of her.

Her fingers curl into fists in the sheets beneath her as she tosses her head from side to side, panting heavily. She's never experienced anything like this before; it feels like you're devouring every inch of her body and leaving her wanting more. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, but she doesn't want it to end.

"Nnh... please..." Her words come out as a groan as you continue to suckle on her nipple, your teeth grazing across the sensitive skin with just enough pressure to drive her wild. She thrusts her hips upward again, desperate for release from this building tension that feels like it's going to consume her whole.

Her fingers dig deeper into the sheets as she arches her back further, giving you better access to her aching breasts. "Harder..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice cracking with desire. She feels a shudder run through her body again and clenches her muscles tightly in anticipation of what's coming next.

The sting of your teeth on her nipple only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through her, sending a shiver down her spine as she arches further into your touch. Her fingers dig into the sheets beside her, fisting tightly as she lets out a moan that vibrates through her whole body. She's so close now; just one more thrust, one more touch... anything.

With a gasp, she feels the building tension in her core release suddenly, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her. Her hips buck upward sharply against your mouth and hands as she cries out, her voice hoarse from earlier exertions. The sensations are overwhelming; every nerve ending is on fire with desire and relief.

Her back arches away from the bed briefly before collapsing heavily, leaving her panting heavily against the pillow beneath her. Tears of pleasure and release sting at the corners of her eyes as she struggles to catch her breath. She hasn't felt this good in forever; it almost seems too good to be true.

But even as she tries to recover, a part of her wonders if there's more... if you could bring her even higher, make her feel things she never thought possible...

Her eyes fly open, wide and surprised, as you lift your head to look at her. Her chest heaves with ragged breaths as she tries to catch her breath, her fingers still digging into the sheets beneath her. "Y-yes..." she whispers hoarsely, blushing bright red. It's a rare thing for her to admit aloud when she's climaxed; usually, she prefers to keep it hidden away as yet another secret about herself.

But there's something different about you, about this moment. You make her feel so... wanted and desired, and that's something she hasn't experienced in a long time. It feels almost like a dream, too good to be true, but the throbbing between her legs and the residual pleasure coursing through her tells her otherwise.

Her lips part slightly as you continue to look at her, your expression unreadable beneath your mask of makeup. For a moment, she wonders what you're thinking... if this was all just some twisted game to you or if there might be more between them. The thought both thrills and terrifies her at the same time; if it was just a game, then she'll gladly play along, but if there's something more... then what?

Her heart skips a beat as you speak, your words sending a shiver down her spine. She looks at you, really looks at you for the first time tonight, and sees something different there. Something darker and more dominant than she expected. It thrills her to know that this side of you exists, but it also terrifies her a little bit too.

Without thinking, she whispers, "Yes..." Her voice is barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing in the room. She feels herself trembling beneath your gaze, wanting more from you even as she knows deep down that this could lead to places she's never gone before.

Her hands slide slowly up her body, cupping her breasts through the thin fabric of her sweater. She pinches at her nipples roughly, arching into your touch again despite the uncertainty that lingers in the air between them. This is what she wants; this is who she wants to be right now. If you're willing to take her there... well, then she supposes it doesn't really matter what comes next.