I arrived at the address she gave me around 1 p.m., a fairly large mansion, definitely in an affluent neighborhood. Ringing the doorbell, I stood there quietly in front of a huge double door, made from heavy wood resembling oak. I had my bass on as a sort of backpack, and was carrying a small amp/speaker unit for it as well. I had been told to bring everything I might need, since she and her friends were more about classical instruments and wouldn’t have everything. As a fairly tall, but also skinny guy my backpack reached comical heights, with the head of it sticking out a foot over my 6”7’ frame. Being kinda nervous, I thought about what I’d heard or seen from her. The door opening ripped me out of my thoughts as I saw her housemate, who was already expecting me. He told me to go downstairs and then turn left at the back of the basement. I introduced myself, and he nodded as I went down the stairs after leaving my shoes at the door, walked through a common area of sorts and reached what could only be the door to her room.
Knocking on the door, I heard her say “Come in” in a quiet voice. I opened the door and saw her laying on her bed, staring at her phone. Surrounded by a lot of stuffed animals and monsters of sorts, she didn’t look anything close to my age, with me being 19. Lily looked closer to her mid-teens, her small frame and her choice of clothing and Decor made her look even younger then that. Dressed in a grey shirt with one of her drawings on it, in a rather cartoon-ish and cute style, and black sweatpants, combined with pink ankle socks, all of it was rather form-fitting or just small. Her hair was an orange-red tone, rather washed out and fading into her normal brown color, falling down over her shoulders. Starting to unpack next to her keyboard, between her desk and her mattress on the floor, I noticed her room being rather small and only having a single chair in it, and a stool for her keyboard. Everything seemed rather comfy. When I turned back to her putting down her Phone and got up. Knowing that she likes hugs, I went in to hug her, she even put her head to my chest, making me go for the bold move of letting my hand rest on her lower back and her hip. Lily really was tiny compared to me, and let the hug go on for longer then I’d thought anyone would for someone they just met in person for the first time. After a couple of slowly pulled back and I let go of her.
“So, what’s the plan for today?” I asked her, while taking a seat on the edge of her mattress. Lily replied: “I was hoping you could teach me how to play bass. The whole house is heading out or has already left so we won’t get a group for music together.”. I nodded and added: “I was actually super nervous about you making me perform in front of everyone, I’m not really the personality to enjoy it.”. I grabbed my bass from its case and sat back down next to her, and started explaining some basics to her. Lily definitely knows more about music theory then me, and got the basic theory rather quickly. While we were just discussing it, her flatmate showed up and told her they’d leave now as well, and when to expect them back. I was rather surprised at the Idea of being alone with Lily until the late evening.
Transitioning from theory into practice a few minutes later, with me handing her my bass. She really got surprised by its weight, and held it rather weirdly. I asked her if I could just adjust her posture, and she agreed. I sat slightly behind her and reached around her, first putting the bass in the right position, then taking her left wrist and putting it on the third fret, while I was going in for more physical contact then necessary, which she didn’t seem to mind. I then put both my hands on her shoulders and made her straighten up, not feeling any bra straps there, probably due to her small A-cup breasts not needing the support, and then moved her other wrists over the body of the bass, letting her rest her thumb on top of the first string. Finally, I put my hands on both of her hips and told her to straighten up there too. She did it, while I shuffled around to a point where I had her sitting between my open legs and removed my hands from her waist. With her shoulders now touching my chest slightly, I asked her if she was comfy and wanted to start. She just nodded quietly and I reached around her, showing her slowly how to play notes with your thumb. Trying to recreate what I just did, I saw her struggle with the force needed to play with strings that size. Don’t get me wrong, she was good at it for a beginner, but it definitely wasn’t easy on her. We then transitioned into patterns from popular songs we both we’re at least familiar with, and some of her requests I had to look up to teach her how to play. I’m not usually one to listen to a lot of anime soundtracks or K-Pop.
After half an hour of her playing, she put her hands down. “This really needs a lot of strength compared to a violin.”. I just put my hand on her upper arm and slightly squeezed, mentioning: “You’re just not used to it. But to be fair, I can see how you lose most of your arm-wrestling contests at the bar now.” She hit my thigh, prompting me to add “I’ll practice wrestling with you later if you want to learn that too.”. She looked back at me, and blushed while telling me: “I mean I think that would be fun. But be nice and don’t just take advantage of me being weak, okay?”. I nodded, got up and put down the bass onto her chair.
She then went and put her glasses on her desk, which were of course according to latest Korean fashion. She looked around, and said that she had no table good for it, and that we might have to go upstairs for it, maybe the living room. She thought I’d want an intense handshake and wasn’t really fantasizing about testing how flexible she really was. So I did the obvious thing, grabbed her by the hips and hip-tossed her rather gently onto her mattress. This definitely took her by surprise, and she didn’t even say anything during a short struggle, ending with her on her back under me, in a half-crouch over her.
I focused on her legs first, opening them while ignoring her attempt to get me head in a headlock. I secured her with my knees on her open, inner thighs and then turned my attention to her upper body. I easily crossed both of her wrists in one of my hands, and held them into the pillow over her head. “You’re gonna give up?”, I asked her while smiling. “THIS WASN’T FAIR”, she screamed, “You just went fully into it. I didn’t even get ready.” I patted her head and she just pouted up at me. She totally didn’t seem to mind the part where I pinned her to her bed without any consent, and was more concerned with it being fair. I enjoyed her struggling a little, but it was neither serious nor effective. She seemed more like she was having fun, being roughed up by me in a rather gentle way. I just started patting her head and pinching her cheeks, and just held her controlled until she stopped.
“What now”, she asked me. I took my knees off her inner thighs and was kneeling in between her open legs. “We’re gonna hug it out”, I said and let myself down on her before releasing her hands. She just smiled and started hugging me, earning extra points by crossing her ankles behind my back. It was a really close hug, her face was buried in my neck, both of her fingertips reaching my shoulders. Her lips lightly pressing into my neck on the right side got me even more turned on then just the fighting, and Lily definitely felt how hard my cock was with it resting directly on her pussy lips. “You remember the lesson? Straighten your hips out now!”, I whispered into her ear. She instantly did so, making the head of my cock rest on top of her clit. In her ASMR voice, she whispered back into my ear: “Okay, you totally beat me and I’m just too weak to stop you. Take this as your reward.”. With that, she started to slowly kiss my neck. “Stay like that”, I moaned into her ear while I adjusted my hands, my left one below her, holding onto her neck and moving the other one down, firmly grabbing her hip. My choice of outfit unwittingly was the best I could’ve made for this unplanned occasion, wearing a shirt and sweatpants myself, which made me feel every move she made under me. Her slight shifting made my cock slide off her pussy, but she always shifted back allowing the head of my cock to slide on top her clit over and over. She really was into this or very clueless, making me slip my thumb into the waistband of her sweatpants, hooking it under her panties and touching her skin.
“Uh Matt, that’s pushing it.”. She stopped kissing my neck and spoke normally. I grabbed her hair in a bun with the hand hugging her, and got her to be face to face with me. “You’re telling me you get to decide my reward?”. She just went quiet and dropped her gaze, blushing as she couldn’t hold eye contact, now that my finger rested securely in her panties, slightly pulling them down as I started to grind my cock on into her. They were cotton, really adhering to her ageless loli aesthetic that she liked to flaunt around our friends despite being 18. “I can give you a kiss and let you grind on me okay?” she pleaded with me. Without a word, I let go of her hair and held her down by her throat. She looked up at me while I worked my whole hand into her sweatpants and grabbed her bare hip, the panties and the waistband stretching over my wrist. Her mixed expression of fear and hornyness got to me. I knew she was into rough sex and maybe even rape fantasies due to her joking way too often about them, and admitttedly never having experienced anything rough in bed. “Grind into me and kiss me, that’s more along the lines of the reward I wanted to take from you”, I replied, fully knowing she was going to resist. Even if she wanted it, Lily was going to play the unwilling victim, fight me and bargain in order to save face, but that just made it hotter and I knew I was going to go all the way anyway.
“I guess that’s fair, considering my options”, Lily sighed and started flexing her hips under me, “but keep it light on tongue and no going further! If you’re gonna cum in your pants that’s fine by me.”. She put emphasis on it by perfectly lining up with my cock and keeping her pussy tightly on the head of my cock. I let go of her throat and put the hand on the side of her face, starting to slowly kiss her. She really put a good effort in, and I had my hands full controlling her, almost like she’d want me to cum in my pants to get out of this. I pinned her down and slowly started introducing my tongue into her mouth, which she hesitatingly accepted. Her being rather shy, but excellent about it, her tongue teasing me made it so much better. We spent a couple minutes entangled like this, her grinding on me desperately and making out. Finally breaking our kiss, I held her close at the hips but sat up a little. Putting my left hand in the same position as I had her on the right, I took her hips and pulled her into me. Looking at her face, she was obviously displeased with me going there, both hands down her panties, holding onto her bare hips while pushing her onto my cock. “You’re a great kisser, I appreciate you putting your best effort into it”, I said to her while leaning down to kiss her forehead.
“Thanks, but we’re really reaching the limits of what I’d consider right. You dominated me, but that doesn’t mean you just get to do what you want to me”, she replied sarcastically. I just said: “What are you going to do, stop me?”, and slid both my hands into her panties, grabbing each of her ass cheeks in my hands and squeezing them. They were rather boyish then feminine, but still a great feel.
Lily just replied: “That’s my reward for being a good sport?” and put both her hands on my chest, pushing against me. “Stop that or it’s gonna be painful.”, I replied. She looked at me in a way that signaled defeat. “Oh it’s definitely going to hurt judging by the size I’m feeling, compared to my past boyfriends”, she said snidely. The idea of her sarcastically commenting her own rape made me even harder then I was, if that’s possible. Self-deprecating comments about herself while I have my way with her? In that cutesy, anime girl voice? If I thought more about that, I might shamefully cum in my pants.
“You’re right”, I said, pulling my hands out of her panties and taking her wrists, gently putting them down next to her head. “Lily, you really shouldn’t joke about wanting rough sex or even rape that often. It might just lead to wish fulfillment. I’m gonna do exactly that, and I expect you to fight me. I’d probably have way more fun if you do. Just do me a favor and keep up the sarcastic comments, they really get me going.” I stared down into her eyes and she looked at me blushing in shame at first. “I’m not going to just discard you after, I’ll make us a comfy evening”. I saw the slightest nod from her, while she was biting her lip. “You’re not getting any of my holes without a fight”, she whispered, then started to try and wriggle free.
I let go of her hands and grabbed the bottom of her shirt, pulling it up to her neck, getting my first look at her tiny boobs, with small and dark nipples poking up at me.
Being almost caught off guard by how perfect they were, I had to catch myself and grab her wrists again, crossed them in one of my hands and put them down over her head before starting to move the shirt up further. I got it over her head, until it was bunched up under her wrists. Seeing her hairless armpits, I had to ask her if she shaved for me.
“I just don’t have much body hair anyway, and it feels better to shave. I’d never shave for someone like you. Did you honestly think I’d wanted to fuck you tonight?” she grimaced at me. Playing with her nipples and cupping her boobs with my free hand, and they didn’t even really fill my hand, I was a little bit mentally absent. “Do you want me to check how much you want to fuck me?”, I replied, trailing my hand down over her tight stomach to her waistband. That shut her up, and she stared at my fingertips first going in her sweatpants, then under her panties, pulling them down inadvertently as they slid down her vulva and finally reached the start of her pussy lips. They were almost closed, and her clit just peeked out at me. With the tip of my index finger, I ran down her clit and she started moaning: “Not fair, I just got sweaty from the fighting.”. By now, I had found her slick hole with my index finger, and slowly pushed into it. Lily was soaked, and my fingertip drowned in her hole, but she was also tight on just a finger. “Holy fuck you’re right, your tightness is great.”, I replied, and stopped fingering her.
To be continued..