We have a wonderful night of dinner, drinks, live music. We laugh a lot. We both feel that maybe, for the first time in a long time, the dating apps got one right.
You invite me back to your place or to mine. We don’t waste time. We both know what we’re there for, and it’s not a nightcap.
It starts off great, but then I stop listening to you or caring what you want me to do. I’m on top and in control. From your mouth on down, I do what I want whether you want me to or not. I pry your mouth open with my dick. I suck your tits with the vigor of a newborn, and penetrate you as many times as I can until I’m dry and exhausted. Then we switch to toys.
Except you were done after the first ten minutes. Now, I won’t stop or listen to you. You try being nice and persuasive, then you start to be insistent, then you start to beg and cry. But I don’t stop. I even break out the toys to augment my fun.
Except there’s one clear thing. You never actually say no. And you never actually say stop. So that’s permission and plausible deniability in my book, despite the other words and actions you may take.
When it’s over, I hold you lovingly or I go. Whatever feels right.
Boundaries, safe words, and aftercare are critical. As are condoms. Let me know if this excited you.
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