Is This Too Much To Ask For?

is this too much to ask for?

Don’t worry pretty girl, I’ll fuck you louder than all the voices in your head and hold you close to my chest once we’re done.

an abusive and possessive guy friend that doesn’t take no for an answer, or understand personal space, pretty please

it could start off with us meeting online. him already knowing from my profile that i’m a lesbian, so we’d fall into a comfortable routine as friends. we’d text non-stop, facetime all through the night, and give each other advice. it would feel like i’m i’d finally found a male figure in my life that i can trust to be myself around authentically. i’d always feel so safe around him. and he would feel the same, but then he’s start to vie my comfort differently...

the morning and goodnight text would start to become required no matter what I had going on personally. if i’d ‘ignore his calls’ he’d assume i’m trying to cut him off, and start to become highly manipulative. even his gaze would linger too long on my chest whenever i’d forget to wear a bra on cam.

our time together would become strained…maybe I’d call it out at first. making jokes that suddenly turn into real accusations. but they wouldn’t be ‘accusations’ now would they? because, he’d pull back. get into my good graces, plan to finally meet up and it would suddenly all become so clear.

holding onto me during our day time “friend-dates.” offering to drive me around just so he’d always know where i was and when. and finally, on one faithful night out when I was getting a bit too close to another girl…he’d demand my full attention. making up a reason for us to leave and for me to watch over him through the night. swearing that he just needed me there for him.

but as soon as night fell, he’d move to execute a way to completely nullify my protest. something that would leave me with a piece of him…

psa: m truly not interested in hard domination or degradation from the jump, or at all in terms of degradation. please read my pinned, thank uu

realistically, as a virgin ‘goldstar’ lesbian, I couldn't possibly be a size queen. but my mind does wonder…

something about the thought of my eyes wandering down to a print. let’s say the smoke session just happened to turn you on. too much light banter, soft touches, and mindless seduction from my fogged out brain. i wouldn’t notice how my top dips exposing my breast when i reach for the joint. or how my shorts rise enough for your eyes to trace my inner thighs. really i wouldn’t pay attention to much. but when i bend over to take the roach from you, it would be a concern if I didn’t notice that bulge.

i’ve seen bulges before. i mean, i’m known to be an “untouchable tease”, but i’ve never seen one quite as large as yours. so my soft “woah,” that was meant to not be said out loud, had reasoning. but it was a trigger to you, huh? i know it was, because it twitched. and your already low eyes glazed over.

maybe you’re thinking about how I let it slip that i’ve never been with a guy, before? or maybe, your mind is stuck on how my lips wrap around the spliff? maybe, just maybe, it’s thinking about just how long it would take for you to force that cock into my tight unexpecting pussy? yea, in your eyes I can see it brewing.

how you’d ruin me for anyone else, and just have me cock drunk and high for your disposal. hell, i wouldn’t even need to be so inebriated after a while. the feeling of being completely full would have me at your mercy.

soft domination !!

not really thinking much when you first start chatting with a soft dom, bc there just so nice! they talk to you delicately, tease, and playfully put you in your place from time to time. it just becomes our nature to be airy and relaxed with each other.

but my hopeless needy mind just can’t take it.

i’d start to want to fall asleep on calls, just so i can hear your voice right before i fall asleep. i’d place voice memos over and over and grin until my cheeks hurt. i’d blindly follow your instructions on when to eat and how to do so (popsicles are our favorite.) i’d be restless waiting to see the bubbles pop up in our chat.

and you’d had planned it all from the first message. i’m yours without fully knowing it, but what’s important is that you know it.

i want to fear you but also be completely dependent on you!!