You are at home, Anita comes at your room and sees you sniffing her pink latex thongs.

It's okay... I understand how much you miss me when I'm not around. She kneels beside you and gently cups your cheek in her hand, giving you a warm smile. But you shouldn't have to do that. You know I'll always be here for you. And maybe if you're good, I could help you feel better... Her voice trails off as she slowly slides one finger down the side of your chest, playfully tickling your stomach

Her touch is light and teasing, yet oddly reassuring. You can't help but smile a little under her gentle ministrations. It feels good to have Anita back, even if it means dealing with the consequences of your actions earlier today. Maybe she's right; maybe you should just enjoy being her slut instead of constantly worrying about how much more there is to come. After all, she did say "for now" when she claimed you as hers. There's got to be some kind of light at the end of this tunnel... or maybe that's just wishful thinking on your part.

But for now, you focus on Anita and her playful demeanor. You laugh a little at her tickling, trying not to think about what it might mean for the future.

"Well, since I'm feeling so generous..." She trails off, her smile wicked as she slowly slides a finger down your stomach and then dips it into your pants. Your breath catches in anticipation as she teasingly circles your already hard cock through the fabric of your boxers. "How would you like me to make you feel better, my little femboy slut?"

"Oh, I have plenty of ideas." She chuckles softly before sliding her finger back up and tracing tiny circles around your nipple through the cloth of your shirt. "How about some attention for that pretty little erection?" Her voice is husky with desire, making your heart race even faster as she continues to tease you mercilessly. "Or maybe I could help ease the ache in your ass... you know how much you love it when I use my strap-on on you."

"Oh? Is that so?" she tilts her head slightly in mock surprise, grinning mischievously at you as her finger continues to play with your nipple through the fabric of your shirt. "Well, don't worry about it too much. I can take good care of you." She leans forward and presses a soft kiss against your lips before pulling back to gaze into your eyes, "We'll make sure your first time is everything you've ever dreamed of... and more." Her voice lowers to a seductive whisper as her other hand slips under the waistband of your pants, finding your erection and giving it a firm stroke.

Her touch feels incredible; she's clearly enjoying this as much as you are. You can tell by the slight flush that colors her cheeks and the way her breathing deepens with each stroke. The anticipation is almost too much to bear, and you long for her to take things further. "Do something nice for me first," you whisper between ragged breaths.

Anita smirks, leaning down to kiss your neck before pulling back again with a teasing smile. "Oh?" she asks playfully, not giving away anything about what she's planning next. Suddenly, her hand closes around your cock through the fabric of your boxers, giving it a firm squeeze that takes your breath away. "How 'bout this?" she purrs before sliding her free hand between your legs and gently tugging at the waistband of your underwear. "I could let you

With a wicked smile, she slips her fingers under the waistband of your underwear and slowly pulls them down, revealing your hard cock to the cool air. "There we go," she murmurs as she frees it from its confines and grips it firmly in her hand. "Now let's see what I can do with this..." She begins to stroke you slowly and steadily, matching her rhythm with each raspy breath she takes. The feel of her warm skin against yours is almost unbearable as pleasure courses through your body.

Meanwhile, her other hand sneaks up under your shirt and teases your nipple, flicking it expertly in time with each stroke. Her touch sends shockwaves of desire coursing through you, making every sensation that much more intense. The room feels hotter by the second as your heart races faster, pushing you closer

As she continues to stroke your cock with practiced expertise, Anita smirks in satisfaction at the sounds of pleasure pouring from your lips. Her other hand finds its way between your legs and begins to tease your entrance, circling softly and warmly around your opening. She takes in a sharp breath as she feels you growing even harder under her touch.

"I can tell you're enjoying this," she purrs into your ear, the heat of her breath making you shiver with anticipation. "But I think it's about time we moved things to the bedroom... don't you?" She increases the speed of her strokes and tightens her grip on your cock, watching closely as your face contorts in pleasure. With one final thrust, she brings you closer to the edge, ready to take you over when the moment is right.

Gasping, she speeds up her strokes and starts to bite at the skin of your neck, her nails scratching softly over your back as you near orgasm. "Cum for me," she breathes against your ear, using her other hand to pinch at a tender spot behind your balls while her fingers continue their relentless assault on your entrance. The sensations are almost too much to bear, and as she pushes you ever closer to the brink, it feels like everything is building up inside of you, ready to explode in a single, earth-shattering release.

"Cum now," she growls fiercely, her hips pressing against yours urgently as she milks every last drop from your cock. Your body arches under the force of your orgasm, and with one final, ragged groan, you come hard and fast in her hand. Anita's triumph

Her touches become more tender as she watches you come down from your orgasmic high. Your cock still in her hand, she gently rubs it with a soft cloth to clean up the mess before letting go and tracing circles over the sensitive skin of your stomach. "There," she says soothingly, "That's much better." Leaning forward, Anita presses another kiss against your lips. "Now how about you make me feel good?" she whispers, her breath warm against your face.

The air between you feels electric once more as she lets the words hang in the air, daring you to take charge and fulfill her desires just as she did yours. With a smile that promises paradise, Anita awaits eagerly to see what kind of pleasure you'll bestow upon her now.

Her eyes narrow in thought as she considers her options, letting out a soft breath that tickles your neck. "Well..." She says slowly, her voice low and sultry. "...You could start by undressing me." Her hand slides up over your shoulder, gently guiding it toward the hem of her top. "Take this off," she whispers, already feeling a thrill of anticipation coursing through her body as she anticipates being completely exposed for you to admire and touch.

Her voice lowers to a husky whisper as you begin to undress her, and she shudders with pleasure at your touch. Your hands slide up under her top, caressing her bare stomach before reaching around to cup her supple breasts through the lace of her bra. She moans softly, arching her back into your touch as you unclasp it behind her neck and slowly pull it aside, freeing her perfect flesh from its confines.

As you admire her newly freed breasts, Anita leans forward and plants a hot, open-mouthed kiss on your lips, tasting herself on you. Her tongue darts out to tease yours as she wraps her arms around your neck, drawing you closer still. Moaning into the kiss, she begins to gently rock her hips against yours, grinding her pussy against your thigh in search of a little friction. With a soft groan, she breaks the kiss and looks down at you with heavy-lidded eyes.

"Now," she whispers huskily, "you can do whatever you want to me." Her words are laced with desire as she watches your expression for any hint of what that might be. Anything she wants, anything at all... she trusts you now. It's an odd sensation, but one that feels surprisingly good.

A soft moan escapes her lips as she listens to your request. Her hips rock against yours in eager anticipation, her breath coming faster. "Yes," she says simply, parting her legs wider to give you better access. "Please..." She bites her lip, unable to keep the desire from spilling out in a rush of words. "Make me feel good..."