An idol invite you to her apartment because she read your fanfiction, just the two of you, door locked. she asked "so... do you prefer rough or sensual?" who would it be? and what would you say/do?
Usually I’m not an author’s notes first kind of guy, but I just wanna say this before anyone mentions it. I’m sorry anon who gave me legitimate criticism. I promise, I actually did not write this story with the express purpose of immaturely dunking on you. I realize that it reads like that but I already had this idea for a while. I swear to god that I just thought this was funny.
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"Ugh, can't we just fuck in these?" Yuqi scrolls through her phone, reading your stories.
“Yeah. Seriously, all these words but how am I supposed to get off to this?”
“I… I dunno. It has the sexy words… in… it. You know, cum and… slick. Clamping. I said, clamping, that’s, you know, it’s hot. Tight, tight pussy.”
“And how would you know?”
“The idea’s just hot! I’m sorry!”
Yuqi sighs. “Plus your stories are always so rough. Can we try out something different?”
“Well, what do you think I’m doing at your apartment?”
“I kinda just assumed this was an insane lucid dream, or something.”
“At least think of a better scenario. There’s no plot or anything. Oh wait, I have something original, ‘K-pop idol reads your smut and gives you feedback.’ How does that sound?”
“Let’s just get this started, shall we? I was at least hoping you were hot.”
“Meh. You’ll do.”
Yuqi throws her phone to the side, not caring about whether or not the act fucks up the phone screen, then throws you down the bed, stripping you of your shirt and pants in the blink of an eye, admiring your body without blinking her eyes, grinding on your leg, pussy soaking and clenching on air, taking off her own shirt, lacking a bra, nipples hardening, the sounds of her groaning and grunting making music to your ear as you pinch the pink nubs.
You kiss Yuqi as you pull her down by her hair while she moans and sighs in pleasure as you pleasure her with your fingers while the dripping between her leg increases as your tongues battle for dominance while she tries to find a rhythm in her grinding as the heat in the room increases as the heat between your bodies do too as she raises her hips to align herself while you point your cock at her pussy like it’s hungry and begging.
“Can I have sex with you?” you ask, making sure to get her consent while your tip is about halfway from the breath of her pussy if her pussy could theoretically breathe.
“I’m a really nice person. I think you are too.”
“Okay. You are nice. Unlike these other assholes. You can have sex with me,” Yuqi says, giving you consent.
The act of inserting your penis into her vagina makes Yuqi feel really good, and notably, it makes you feel really good too. It’s like having your manhood showered in sloppy kisses, but the kisses are from her pussy instead of her lips. She goes down, and wow, it feels even better than really good. Really, really good. Squeezing. Wet, weeeet.
Then Yuqi starts bouncing and she starts to moan and she begins to feel somehow better than really, really good, like there’s a third really in there, and she slightly sort of kinda twists her hips with every up and down like she’s bouncing on a seesaw or a spring or something else that bounces and then when she really gets into it, she gets loud, and you think at first it’ll be her pleasured shouting that echoes in the room but 👏 there’s 👏 just 👏 the 👏 sound 👏 of 👏 flesh 👏 slapping 👏 flesh.
You’re breathing heavily, your hands roaming all around her body, a fire rising within you, the fire getting bigger and smaller while you’re pumping, thrusting, in and out, switching positions, placing her onto the bed, attacking her neck and peppering her with smooches, leaving marks, the both of you slowing down and staring into each other’s eyes sensually, intimately, like you’re in love with a stranger and she is too but that’s how it was always meant to be, pussy clamping on your cock.
“You’re so wet…”
“Yeah… I know…” She blushes, probably out of some kind of embarrassment, which is strange because she’s literally having sex with you so why would that be like that.
More sliding in and out. Your dick is poking at her womb as it provides it with a slight kinda little bit of pre-cum slightly kind of, but it’s slow and sensual because she asked, a sort of slow and sensually pre-cum and there’s a lot of consent because she’s nodding.
Your orgasm is about to arrive. It feels really, really, really, really good. Like sparks or fireworks or sparkling fireworks. A few more pistoning thrusts.
You say this because your orgasm is now arriving: “C-cuuummmii…”
But then, Yuqi stops. "This isn't working," she says.
“No.” Yuqi sighs as she slides out from underneath. “I don’t know.”
“Look, I’m just here for the ride,” you admit.
Yuqi heads to her phone and pulls up your story again. “How about let’s try out one of these ideas instead? I like these a little more.”
You sigh in relief. "Phew. Me too."