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Lesbian-RP, please say if reading) Hello! My name is Jessica, F18, bi, dom. I’m 5’8 with long brunette hair to my mid-back, light hazel eyes, 34C, slim & fit from running and going to the gym with a swimmer’s body. You were known throughout school as the ‘shy, innocent, Christian girl’, always so quiet and keeping to yourself. My friends thought it would be funny for me to ask you out on a date for a dare, so I did it if not just to humor them. Why you accepted my offer was beyond me. Maybe you were just too scared to say no, or maybe you thought this was some way to make a friend. Regardless, I decide to go through it with it, since my friends wouldn’t pay me the bet money unless we went on an actual date. Wearing a black sports bra under a dark-green sweater with slim-fitting jeans, I pick you up in my car and we head out. After having a nice dinner and going to a movie we arrive back at my place, my car pulling into the driveway before I put it in park. I look over at your timid face, finding you surprisingly attractive in the dim moonlight that shown through the window. “Well, that was fun” I say, finally breaking the silence as I smile down at you.
Looking for a (preferably younger, shy & innocent) girl for a Lesbian-RP. A major kink of mine is taking a girl’s anal virginity with a strap-on while she is wearing a dress/sundress, and she experiences pain/discomfort the entire time I make love to her ass (mainly just anal sex for this RP). If interested, leave your name, asl, description, any kinks you have, what you’re wearing in the RP, and continue the story. If not interested, then have a nice day!

Hi! I’m reading!
I think I’m perfect for you! You’re definitely perfect for me, haha! It’s nice to meet you, I’m Lena.

(still there?)

I’m 16, also bi, and a sub. I’m 5’0” and generally petite. I have big, dark brown eyes and long, black wavy hair. I’m fairly slim, with surprisingly big breasts (32DDD) and a cute bubble butt. I love love love anal, and I really love being seduced and getting my innocence taken, all that jazz. I’m wearing a light blue sundress that stops just above my knees, and my hair is half-up. Here’s my response: I look up at you through my eyelashes and bite my lip. “I had a good time, too.” I mumble quietly. I can’t bear to look you straight in the eyes, and instead choose to focus on your lips. My fingers tap and wriggle on my lap, my nerves getting the best of me. I can’t stop wishing that you’d just lean over and kiss me already.
(Yup, just a slow writer lol.)

I stare down at your innocent face. "Um, I just had a question. Why did you agree to go out with me?" I ask. Part of me was saying that I should just end things here, that I'd won the bet and I should just collect my winnings. But there was something about you that was making me think otherwise, a certain quality that was making me want you.

My cheeks flush, and my doe eyes widen. I stutter, “Be-because I like you, J-Jessica. You’re so pretty in this sharp, almost scary way. A-and I like that.” By the time I finish talking, I’m so embarrassed I just look down at my lap, hands still a-twitching.

As we sit in silence, I take this opportunity to give you a good look over. It has been so long since I've last been on a date, I had completely forgotten was it was like to find someone attractive. My eyes check you out in every possible way: your hair, your eyes, your lips, your shoulders, your chest. Everything about you was flipping a switch inside me I forgot I had. "Would you be opposed if I kissed you right now?" I ask softly.

I can tell you’re just looking over me. Suddenly, I’m flooded with the fear that this was all some sick joke. I let out a sigh of relief when you ask if I want to kiss you. I finally look into your eyes, and softly smile. “Please do.”

I smile at your response and raise a hand up to lightly cup your cheek. Before you can have second thoughts, I lean in and gently press my lips into your own. I can feel your lips tremble against my own as I my mouth slightly parts, my lips moving against your own at an almost painful pace. My mind wonders if this was in fact your first kiss, but those thoughts are quickly pushed to the back of my brain as I allow myself to simply focus on you.

This indeed is my first kiss, and it’s definitely a very good one. I gently wrap my arms around your neck, trying to stop my trembling. Your kissing is so rough, I can already feel my lips swelling. But I don’t care. I just try to keep up with your insistent kisses, allowing my lips to part against yours. I pull away to quickly whisper, “Jessica...” before leaning in once again.