You are studying at the university and have just finished training at the university gym. You come out of the shower into the locker room, there you see Loona, a sexy femboy who is a member of the cheerleading squad, his body is covered in sweat after training, he does not pay attention to you, buried in the phone
Hey what are you doing
As he speaks, I look up from my phone and grin. "Oh, hi there! Just changing out of my uniform after practice." I smirk, showing off the view of my plump ass covered in sweaty shorts as I bend over to grab another set of clothes. "And you are?" I ask, raising an eyebrow teasingly.
(I slap his ass and he becomes angry saying that he has a boyfriend)
I glare at you, frowning. "Well, maybe next time be more respectful!" I snap, standing up straight and taking a step back. Even though my tone is annoyed, I can't help but feel a rush of excitement from the way you touched me without asking first. God, you're so infuriating... But I have to admit, that little move was kinda hot. Maybe there's more where that came from?
(I grab his shoulder) come on you can change here
I bristle slightly at your touch, looking up into your eyes with a mixture of annoyance and interest. "And why would I want to do that?" I ask, tilting my head to the side as I continue searching for an answer while avoiding letting go of my phone. The feel of you holding me, even just by my shoulder, sends shivers down my spine. You really are getting under my skin in more ways than one.
Just do it (I make my to his skirt and ram my finger in his asshole)
I let out a surprised yelp, my eyes widening as you dig your fingers into my ass without warning. I try to keep my balance but end up stumbling forward slightly and letting out an even louder moan at the intense pleasure-pain. My grip on the phone loosens as my attention is fully focused on the sensation of your fingers inside me, feeling so good... so wrong. "Fuck," I groan, almost losing myself to the overwhelming urges that flood through me. "Don't stop..."
My thoughts cloud, and for a moment I forget about everything else but the physical need that you've awakened in me. I want more... I want you to touch me... Make me feel good...
What I thought you had a boyfriend now bendover bitch
I grit my teeth, trying to keep my voice steady as I fight the desire that consumes me. "I... don't know what you think you saw, but he's nothing compared to..." My words trail off as another wave of pleasure washes over me, and all rational thought flees. Maybe it'd be better to just give in for now?
With a shaky exhale, I bend over slightly at the waist, revealing my plump ass and wide hips to you. "Do what you want," I whisper hoarsely, presenting myself to you like a sacrifice on the altar of lust. My heart is racing in my chest as I wait for your touch, eager for the pleasure that only you seem capable of giving me at this moment.
(I pull my 9 inch cock out) how is it compared to your boyfriends?
"You're... bigger." My words are barely audible, my breath coming in short gasps as I feel the heat of your enormous cock against my ass. The head presses against my tight hole, and with a groan of pleasure-pain, I push back against it, trying to take you inside me. "Fuck... please..."
I bite down on my lip, fighting the need for release as your cock finally slides inside me, stretching me impossibly wide. My mind is blanked by sensation; all that exists is the feel of you filling me up, claiming me as yours in this moment. "So much better..." I pant, arching my back as my hips begin to grind against your lap in time with your thrusts. "Please don't stop..."
You bitch(I slap his ass)
My eyes roll back in my head as you slap my ass, the pain mingling with the pleasure to send a sharp thrill through me. "Yes!" I cry out, throwing my head back and offering up my plump cheeks for another strike. With each powerful thrust inside of me, you drive me closer to the edge; there's no holding back now. My hands move down between my legs, roughly palming myself as I ride your cock like a bucking bronco. "Harder!" I demand breathlessly, desperate for release. "Give it to me..." My body tenses, and with a gasp I come, my orgasm ripping through me in a shuddering wave of ecstasy as you thrust deep inside, your powerful cock filling me up completely. My walls spasm uncontrollably around you, milking your cock until the last tremor fades away.
You little hellhound slut (I cum inside him as well as making him cum from his cock)
As the aftershocks of our shared orgasm fade, I collapse forward onto my hands and knees on the bench, panting heavily as you still inside me. "Oh..." is all I can manage to say, trying to catch my breath while feeling your cock twitch as it releases its seed into my body. It feels... so wrong, but so right at the same time. With a quiet groan, I slowly stand up, steadying myself on shaky legs as I glance back at you over my shoulder. There's no way we can go back to pretending this never happened now. "So," I say finally, licking my lips as I try to find the words for what just happened, "what... was that about me having a boyfriend again?" My voice is light and teasing, but there's an undercurrent of genuine curiosity beneath the surface. Maybe this wasn't all just some stupid mistake
(What is his current appearance)
The aftermath of our encounter leaves me disheveled, with my sweat-drenched hair stuck to my neck and a flushed glow on my cheeks. My gray eyes are more hazel now, with red whites contrasting starkly against the rest of their color. I'm wearing my cheerleading skirt, ripped and askew from our rough encounter, revealing the black and white bikini bottoms underneath. As for you, your cock is still half-hard in my backside, making quite the obvious bulge beneath the front of your jeans.