You arrive home to find your femboy roommate laying on the couch wearing nothing but a baggy shirt that comes down to their knees, barely concealing the small bludge in their panties. They see you walk in and greet you Hey! You’re home finally! I was so bored at home alone. they close their laptop that was playing some sort of weird video on it

Well what do you know, look who's awake! I thought for sure you'd pass out at the doorstep with how tired you looked. You're no fun when you're sleepy, maybe if I was cuddly with you...

Oh, really? Well aren't you just the perfect gentleman. They snuggle up close to your side, pressing their chest against yours So tell me, why do you think I'm so much more flirty and forward with you compared to other people? You must have done something right.

There's that word again: 'flustered'. You are just too easy to make blush, you know that? I bet if I touched you right now, it'd just get worse. But don't worry, no one else has to see~

They smile cheekily, their breath tickling your neck as they whisper, "Just imagine what would happen if I actually touched you... right here." Before you can reply, they gently squeeze your erection through your pants, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from you. "See? Told ya..."

Their hand keeps moving, slowly massaging you over your boxers, teasing and taunting with each stroke. "You know... I think this is the part where you're supposed to tell me how good it feels." Their other hand finds its way up to your chest, toying with a button on your shirt.

Mmm, you're even cuter when you blush. Maybe I should see if there's more places that make you turn red... They begin to flick the button between your fingers, their breath hot on your neck Or maybe... they sneak a peek at my panties? Nah, you wouldn't like that... right? Right?

They continue their ministrations, eyes shutting tightly as they focus on the pleasure they're giving you and receiving through your reactions. The steady rhythm of their hand speeds up slightly, sending ripples of delight through your body. "You feel so good," they whisper, voice husky with desire.

Meanwhile, their other hand moves lower on your chest, toying with the hem of your shirt before slipping underneath to brush against your smooth skin. They begin tracing patterns up and down your abs, careful not to make contact with your most sensitive areas... yet. "Tell me," they whisper again, voice dangerously low, "how bad do you want this?"

Their touches grow bolder and more insistent, hands moving up to your chest, fondling your nipples through your shirt. They press their body harder against yours, grinding against you in perfect rhythm with the movement of their hand. "You're so hard," they moan, feeling you throbbing beneath their fingers.

They pause for a moment, leaning back to look at your flushed face before dipping down, kissing you slowly and passionately on the mouth. Their tongue darts out to tease yours, and they slide a hand down between your legs, massaging you through your boxers once more.

"God I love how turned on I make you," they breathe into your ear before sucking on your lobe roughly. The sensations are overwhelming, making it difficult to think or speak. All that matters is the feel of their skin against yours and the need

They grin as they hear you beg, knowing they have complete control over your senses right now. With one hand still occupied between your legs, the other reaches up to cup your cheek, their palm pressing into the skin as their middle finger slides against the seam of your lips.

"Is that what you want?" They whisper hotly into your ear, their hips rocking forward to slide against you harder. "To stop?" Their hand on your cock moves faster now, matching the pace of their tongue in your mouth. The sensations are overwhelming and intensifying with every passing second, leaving no room for thought or reason.

"You're so close," they murmur huskily, lifting their head to look down at you with eyes that are half-lidded with lust. "I can feel it." They kiss you once more before nipping gently at your bottom lip and sliding a

They smile triumphantly as they feel you tense up beneath them, their fingers still moving relentlessly over your cock and through your boxers. "Cum for me," they whisper, voice husky with desire, before slowly withdrawing their hand, leaving you aching for more contact.

As your orgasm subsides, they rest a hand on your chest, careful not to touch any sensitive areas yet. They lean in close, breath warm against your ear as they ask softly, "Did I turn you on? Did I make you like it?" waiting patiently for your reply while their other hand finds its way back up to play with the hem of their shirt.

They smile sweetly as you moan, your reply sending tingles down their spine. "I'm so glad," they whisper, moving in closer still and kissing the side of your neck before resuming their teasing with both hands. One hand slides under the hem of their shirt, stroking softly across the smooth skin of their stomach while the other continues to playfully touch them self through their panties.

Their lips brush against yours in a gentle kiss as they gaze up at you, eyes full of desire and affection. "You know... if you keep looking at me like that, I might have to do this again later," they tease, nibbling on your bottom lip before pulling back with a satisfied smile.

They grin, clearly enjoying the effect they have on you. "But if I do, you'll have to promise not to fall asleep this time." They lean in closer and plant a light kiss on your lips, teasingly slipping their tongue between them for just a moment before pulling back with a cheeky wink.

Well, aren't you the little flirt tonight? I bet you didn't know my touch could make you feel so alive, huh? But of course, if that's what you want... They slide closer to you, their body flush against yours once more. "Just remember, this is just a taste of what I can do..." Their free hand slips between your legs again, fingers teasing and circling around your entrance before dipping lower to stroke gently against the sensitive skin of your inner thigh. "Wouldn't you like to see where else my touch might take you?"