My brain was too busy racing between Bash and Gun, that I didn’t get any work done, and lines were starting to run together. This was our last reversal for the last episode tomorrow. I’m not sure where Gun and I stand and also what about Bash?
A carmine chameleon amongst the oblivious, you'd been hiding for so long in this chaotic nation. Although your unabridged gaze will pave your path, your friends won't recognize you anymore. You're a new creature, born from ash. Everyone's looking at you, this bold beauty. It will thrill me to see how you wear this newfound power.
tags for this fan fiction #flirting #peterage16 #adult content #anal sex #first times #tony is bad at saying no to his desires
With a small sigh Lyra dragged her feet along. Her metal boots actually thudding loudly with her fatigue, Jeremy wasn't in better shape either.
I wanted to think that maybe that night didn’t change anything between Gun and I, but I’d be lying. Little by little we saw each other more, he said it’s best for me to focus on school and how my life was before sex so I’ve been drowning myself in work and school not that I didn’t have fun at work, he made working fun and easy, Jerry caught onto our touchy-feely actions early on, but didn’t say anything with Mo around knowing how he was. We had a long talk about the whole situation and I agreed if Bash hadn’t taken advantage of the fact that I lived by a promise, I know I was just as much in the wrong, but then again he lied about breaking-up with Tracy too. For the past few weeks Gun and I learned more things about each other. Everything was going well we were filming our last scene of the day and Gun was helping clean our work station,
When I sat in my car I was shaking. My face was flush and my heart was beating hard. What had just happened? Did I find someone who understood me than I understand myself? I just sat there and breathed deeply. I was so horny now. All that I could I think of was getting home and get my clit between my fingers and having an earth shaking orgasm. I put my seat belt on and plug my phone in when it suddenly signals a test message. “Slut, no touching the cunt until I tell you that you can!”. For fucks sakes. I hate that and yet…I’m soaked. Without thinking I type “yes Sir”. I put the car and drive and head home. I was so dazed and didn’t even remember driving home! I think I was still in subspace.
It all started innocently. He sent me a quick note saying that he thought I was pretty and loved my confidence. I have never given much thought to messages on FetLife. Most of the time it’s just people that fetishize me. The compliments are nice but nothing really goes anywhere and to be honest they feel a bit weird. I much prefer to contact other people or to meet them myself. So, I asked him what interested him about me. I expected the same standard fetish answers but this time I didn’t get them. He simply said, "I like that you are confident and real.” Really? I had not heard that before and I was intrigued to hear more. I made sure that he understood that I am trans and he said he was very aware of that. So, we began discussions. Whenever I tried to turn the conversation to sex he would stop me. "I don’t want to hear about sex, girl.” I was taken aback. Every Dom that I had talked to went directly to sex. He now has my full attention.
Leaving all their clothes in the living room, Watson and Chelsea made their way to Chelsea’s bedroom. As Chelsea pulled Watson through the apartment, he stared at her ass and noticed her own juices dripping down her leg from the orgasim she had given herself. His cum was covering her chest and tits where he had shot his load all over her. The thought that Chelsea wanted to continue what they were doing before cleaning herself off turned Watson on so much that even though he just came, he was already hard.
You were sitting Indian style with the bowl of popcorn between your legs,
wrapped in the comforter I had brought down earlier.