[ERP][F4F] - Mystery Yandere

18+ seeking 18+ for fantasy

I scrunch my eyebrows together before slowly opening my eyes, smacking my lips as my vision slowly comes into focus. I go to scratch my face, only to find that I can't move my hand. In fact, I can't move my arm at all, either of them. I slowly begin to panic as I begin jerking and thrashing around, realizing that for some reason I've been tied up. My eyes flash around, wild with fear as I try to figure out what's going on. I can see that this is my room, I'm able to move my head around and see that nothing is out of place and that I'm alone. I cry out for help, though it's not as loud as I'd like as my throat is dry.

Suddenly the door opens, I crane my neck to try to get a look at my savior, only to find that they've stepped outside of my field of vision. Before I can turn further, hands are placed on either side of my head. Their grip is both soft, yet firm, effectively holding me in place.

"Hello, Kayla," the voice begins, whispering into my ear in a soft tone. "I'm sorry things had to go this way, but I knew you wouldn't understand it otherwise."

I try to question the voice, but am quickly shushed into silence. I can't quite put my finger on this person's identity, my mind is racing far too much for me to know if I even knew this person. She continues, "I realize that this is a lot for you to take in, and it's going to take some getting used to." She softly coos, her voice growing a bit shaky as she continues, "it's just... I've waited so long for this." Before I can respond, I feel her tongue press against my cheek, slowly dragging up my face as she... tastes me.

I hear movement behind me before I'm suddenly pulled back, my head is now hanging off of the bed. Before I can get a good look at her, she steps forward, placing her thighs on either side of my face. "You taste so good... and your skin is so soft, I just... need to feel it on me..." Her thighs begin tightening around me as my face is pushed up into her thankfully clothed crotch, my eyes seeing nothing other than her plump ass.

"Oh God," her voice cracks as her thighs tighten more and her hands begin hesitantly touching my body. "It feels better than I could have possibly imagined..."

I'm not sure if she's talking about my body or my face between her legs, maybe both. All I know is that it's becoming difficult to breath. I choke out a plea, which seemingly makes her hesitate for a moment.

"I... I need you to understand..." she says softly, crossing her ankles under my head, "I brought you here for a reason... I can't have you tied up this whole time," she giggles, "but... I need you to know that... you can't just leave."

Suddenly, her legs clench around my head, the powerful thigh muscles seemingly flexing to their max as my air is completely cut off.

"I can do this... and worse if I have to," her voice is still soft, almost loving, "but I'd rather not." She holds the flex for a few more seconds before releasing me and stepping away, allowing me to deeply gasp as my face turns red while she pushes me back onto the bed.

Heya, I'm Kayla! I intentionally left the character description vague so most anyone (female) could step into the role. I'll leave that brainstorming to you. I'm thinking stranger, coworker, gym buddy, boyfriend's younger sister, or a combination of some sort. Also, emphases on powerful thighs and bubble butts for this one.