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"Hiyas," how her voice cut through my noise canceling headphones I don't know, but still I removed them."Uh, hi," I double check my laptop screen has nothing compromising or under NDA, and turn to the girl talking to me."Sorry to interrupt your work, I didn't mean to- I like your cardigan," she says. Is she... bashful? Am I worthy of being bashful for?"Oh, this old thing?" I pull at the puffy beige cardigan I thrifted almost a decade ago. "Thank you, I guess." Now I'm the bashful one. With good reason, she's gorgeous. Long curly orange hair, freckled pale skin, a deep green camisole, jean shorts that are "tasteful", and a pair of Vans. She seems fun. I wonder if I have time and energy for fun."Amber, frozen caramel macchiato, extra whip," the barista working the drop off window chimes. The cute distraction turns around and approaches the barista, dropping a dollar in the tip jar. She got one of those frou-frou drinks that losers on the internet like to make fun of. Her name is Amber."What's your name?" She asks, gently sipping the frozen coffee."Uh, I'm Ellie," crap, why did I give my real name. She smiles at the sound of my name. A cute smile, full of want and mischief. Pulling the chair at my table out, she sits down."Do you mind if I join you," Amber says, "You can keep working, I don't like drinking my coffee alone."I double check my calendar for anything special, before closing my laptop. A coffee's worth of chitchat wouldn't kill me. "I don't mind," I say, the sweat on my hands turns them clammy."I'm Amber, in case you didn't hear," she says sweetly."Nice to meet you," I say, "What do you do?""I'm a sub," she says with a matter-of-fact tone, "What about you? Developing apps and websites? Ohh a writer, maybe?" She takes another sip of her coffee."Uh, yeah, developer," I pause, "I'm sorry, a sub?"She sighs with relief as she is slowly re-caffeinated, "A sub? Like a submissive?""Like-" I do a double take and assess the crowd, "Like sex and stuff?""Well it goes beyond sex," she swirls her coffee in her hand, "But yeah, that can be a part of it.""Aren't you supposed to be locked in a dungeon or something?" I joke, she doesn't look thrilled by it though."It can involve that, but I like my freedom," she sets her drink down, "Do you have a dungeon?""Pft," she's cute, "No, I rent, apartment.""You live near by?" A smile grows on her face."Uhm, not far, no," I wipe my hands on my skinny jeans."Can I see?" Amber asks innocently."Yes," I say like an idiot.The apartment is busy. Not messy, per se, but busy. The sink is empty, but dishes need to be put away. There's no dirty clothes lying around, but hampers are stacked outside my bedroom. My desk is covered in half full energy drinks, horrible attempts at self medicating my learning disorder. She mutters something to herself as she surveys the more shameful corners of my living space."This isn't bad," she says, eying the ceiling for spiderwebs, "Spacious, high ceilings, a nice kitchen." She's right, there's plenty of cabinet space, a pantry, and an island."Yeah, want me to grab you a drink? I have soda and-" as I head for the kitchen, she makes for the bedroom. My brain stumbles, all I can eke out is a quiet "don't.""Your bed is so comfy!!" she shouts. I rush in after her. She is rolling around on my sheets. The sheets I've been putting off washing for longer than any human should."Please, don't-" I say but she doesn't listen."Mmmmm, it smells like girl! Teeeheehehehe" she sits up with a bounce, noticing the look of horror on my face. "Woah, hey, you good Ellie?""Please get off my bed," I say with more force than I intend. She stands up immediately. It takes mere seconds to strip the bed and pillow cases and toss them in the washing machine. A heavy dose of detergent powder is all it takes to get me to breathe comfortably."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get my cooties on your bed," she teases."No, it's not that! I-" Don't say something dumb about wanting her cooties, "I have been putting off washing them is all.""Ahhh, why don't I repay the favor by putting fresh sheets on?" She says teasingly. I stare awkwardly at the washing machine. "Girl," a small injection of euphoria, "What am I going to do with you?""What do you mean?" Do with me?"Hmm, nothing," she twirls and plays with her own hands, giving me a look charged with an emotion I can't pin down. "Aren't you still working?"She's right, I dig my laptop out of my backpack and check, 0 messages, 0 emails, and no issues with the server. "Yeah, but it's a slow day," I inform her. I set it carefully down on my desk."Slow, huh?" She bites her lip for a split second, "Hm, well, what do you want to do on this slow day?" Her tone is suggestive, as if lobbing a ball over the net of this conversation.My heart is racing, I have no idea where this is going. Well, I have one idea. "You said you're a sub, right?" I ask leaning back in my office chair, trying to look cool. She nods her head."I want you to remove your shorts," I say with my commanding presence. It's the character I play when I need to make a phone call or visit the doctor's. A braver face that can demand what I need better than I can."Yes, mommy," she says with a gulp. Her jean shorts fall to the floor softly, revealing a pair of comfortable cotton panties in a fun color. They dig into her hips and contrast wonderfully against her pale skin.No one has ever called me mommy before. It feels nice. I feel powerful."Sit," I say. She obeys my order immediately, sitting on the couch. She sighs with each breath, like I'm under her spell and not the other way around. Is this what being a submissive is?I get up from my chair and stand in front of her, I can barely hide my excitement."Remove your panties and spread your legs," I command. She does so in one fell motion, lifting her legs up behind her head. Her mound is shaved clean, the inner labia completely hidden by the enveloping outer labia. I can't stop my mouth from watering."Like this, mommy?" She asks."Yes, may I touch you?" I ask. She nods eagerly. "Good girl," I say. Getting on my knees, I pull her to the edge of the couch. She flinches, my breathing stimulating her timidly. I kiss along the inside of her cellulite speckled thighs, her soft sighs urge me closer to her."That feels nice," she says, her hand caressing the top of my head. Slowly, her sharp fingers drag their way to my cheek. I grab it firmly and kiss the tip of each one. Releasing her hand, I grab her waist and begin to kiss her stomach, down to her pubic bone, before carefully creeping down to her lips."May I?" I ask, looking up at her. I don't know a lot about kink and dominant submissive stuff, but I'm pretty sure there's boundaries laid out before that sort of relationship starts.As she nods her head slowly, my computer dings. A notification."Ignore that, I-" It dings again."I think it might be important," she says with a soft chuckle."Do you mind hanging out?" I ask kissing at her thighs. My treasure is waiting for me, right here and I have to- Another ding."Want me to do anything while I wait?" She asks, tracing the shape of her cleavage idly."No, just- Sorry," she cups my face as I start to stand up."Don't apologize," Amber moves to lay down vertically on my couch, then with a flirtatious lilt she says, "Just don't take long."I return to my office chair, and look at what mayhem has been left for me. Server down? Asset pipeline crash? Ai overlords? No. A simple request from a client to update the copyright on their website. Why it wasn't initially made dynamic, I'll never know."Sorry, I'm- This will just-" I turn to inform my guest on the situation, but she is fast asleep. I take the blanket from the back of the couch and cover her. Sitting back down I adjust myself in my jeans.What the hell am I doing? How could I let this stranger into my home without any care or worry? Maybe I'm turning a new leaf. Becoming a better stronger person, the woman I always wanted to be.I make the adjustments to the footer, then change over the laundry. This client is especially annoying, you could even say abusive, but I am about the only one who can talk to them calmly. Or at least can keep them calm. Sitting back at my desk, I watch Amber sleep. Not in a creepy way, mind you.I'm playing through the initial scene in my head. She liked my puffy cardigan, got a frou-frou drink, I looked positively normal. What drew her to me? Why is she here? Who is she? The clock on my computer changes to let me know I have three hours left.I spend the next hour trying to track down who let this happen, send the appropriate emails, update documentation, and then call the client. What a bore. The client picks up the phone already screaming, I hold it away from my ear to stop any hearing loss. "Hey there I'm with- Oh you recognize the number, wonderful. Right, I've updated the footer of your website, you- Can I talk? Thank you. From now on it will change automatically at the start of each new year and-"The dryer buzzes loudly, startling Amber. "What the! Wuh- Huh?!" I turn in my chair and hold a finger to my lips. I continue, "Yeah like I said, it should have been dynamic when it was done originally and... I can't speak to the invalidation of any copyright because the- No- No- Can I speak?" I roll my eyes to myself. A cute giggle from Amber motivates me to not bang my head against my keyboard. "The copyright at the bottom of your website is a formality, copyright is something that-" I grip my mouse tightly, "Of course, I'll make sure it doesn't happen again.""Tough crowd," Amber says as I hang up the phone."You have no idea," I say with a sigh.She bounces up from the couch, her panties somewhere else, and kneels in front of me, "I'm sorry they were mean, can I help at all?""Oh, uh, sorry, I don't like-" how do I put this, "I prefer to give than receive.""Are you sure?" Amber inches closer, wonderful folds of skin develop as she sits back on her heels. "I'm good at it..." The words hang dangerously in the air. She has to have noticed by now?"I'm sure," I reach down and caress her cheek, "But thank you."She nuzzles against my hand. With a quick jump, she's back on her feet and making her way to the kitchen. "If you're hungry we might need to-" she appears again with the fresh sheets."You don't mind me, I'm going to get these sheets for you," the soft bits of her body bounce as she walks to the bedroom with purpose. How much longer do I need to be on the clock? The clock in the top right of my computer screen says I have 2 more hours left.I wonder what Amber is doing as she rummages around in my room. What forgotten secrets is she about to uncover? Another ding on my computer, the former intern, whose ass I saved from the rather annoying client, is apologizing and pledging their undying loyalty to me."Don't worry about it, they're always like that," I message back."All the same," and then a flood of thankful emojis and stickers."Next time use the component library we spent years developing," I send back, "that's why it's there."The two hours take forever. I spend it trying to find something productive to do, but work is slow right now. I handle a few emails, update a couple clients, track down assets for a coworker. All the while, Amber buzzes around behind me, occasionally peeking over my shoulder or ruffling my hair as she passes. I wonder what she's up to."Oh Ellie, woah, this is incredible!" Amber sounds amazed, I wonder what in my drab apartment caught her eye. As I turn around, I am gifted a glimpse of her wonderful breasts. Paler than pale, the softest shade of pink, like two beautiful handfuls. Then they disappear behind her dark green camisole. "Teehee! You working for much longer?" She asks, satisfied with her teasing.I let out a sigh, "Yeah, a couple more minutes.""Hmmm, okay, I'm going to take a shower," she turns on her heel and heads into the bedroom towards the bathroom, "Don't take too long."I look at the clock, it changes to 4:50pm. I'm going to clock out. I send a message in the employee group chat letting them know, and schedule my "See y'all tomorrow" message in the company group chat. As I approach the threshold of the bedroom, I am no longer overcome with lust. Does Amber know? She has to...The shower turns on, I can hear her yelp when she tests the water. "So cold!" She says with an exaggerated "brrrr." I cross the threshold."Amber, can we talk?" I ask as I sit down on the bed.She comes out of the bathroom, sheepish, like she's in trouble. A large bath sheet is wrapped around her body. "What's up?" She asks timidly, gripping the towel tightly."I have to admit something," I wring my hands to try and get the anxiety and sweat off them, "I am... Uh... I don't know if you noticed but...""Are you okay, girl?" Amber sits on the bed next to me.I nod my head, "Yeah, I just... Do you like women?"She looks at me puzzled, "Yeah, I'm attracted to certain types of people, gender doesn't really come into play." That's a good sign."What if I wasn't like a woman-woman?" I say, hating myself for the outdated cliche."What do you mean? You're obviously a woman-woman, look at you," I look to her with caring eyes, "You got these great cheeks, a beautiful clavicle, long brown hair, shoulders I would kill for, and you're cute to boot!""Thanks, but I'm-" I dig the nail of my thumb into my fingers, "I'm trans.""Oh..." She looks around the room, then looks at me with a face that is entirely unbothered. "Okay," she says."Okay?" I ask, flabbergasted."Yeah?" She chuckles, "Sorry, did you want me to make a big deal about you coming out? I always hated that personally.""No, I jus- You don't care?" I put my hand on her thigh, then retract it."No, I don't care," she says grabbing my hand and putting it back on her thigh. Is this the sign? To move in and kiss her? "Why don't you follow me into the shower," her voice gets low and sultry, "and you can show me exactly why I should care.""Yeah, we can... Uhm, next time we can shower together," I say, scratching the back of my neck. She shrugs and heads for the bathroom. As the bathroom door closes, I fall back on the bed and curse myself for this immense fumble. The dry streak persists.Amber comes out of the shower with her hair wrapped in a towel. "That feels so nice," she says with a thankful sigh. Plopping down on the bed, something occurs to me."Hey, do you have like things?" I say, hating myself for my awkward phrasing."Things? Yeah, I have things," she says, undoing the towel so she can air dry. Her pudgy stomach and thick thighs call to me. "Why do you ask?""Are you going to put on dirty clothes?" I feel embarrassed to ask, but I feel like it need to be said."Do you want me to put clothes on?" Amber asks with a taunting tone. She puts her hands behind her head, exposing her under arms. A weak man would tell her she needs to shave, but I think its cute how long the stubble is."I want you to be comfortable," I say. Placing my hand on her stomach, she suddenly feels tiny. I try to ignore the dysphoria."Oh well then I'm definitely not putting clothes on," she says. I can tell she isn't kidding. I may have to adjust my desk, I'd hate for her to get caught in the camera accidentally. What am I saying?!"What um... what is this? What are we?" I say, again wanting to die because of my awkward phrasing. She turns on her side to me, a thoughtful expression across her face."I'm a submissive by nature, I figured you'd be the dominant," simple enough, "You give me stability, reassurance, the occasional sexual favor, and in return I do whatever you tell me to do. Sexual or not.""Anything?" I ask, this sounds... suspicious."Within reason," she drags her finger along the chest of my t-shirt, "You're cute but I'm not jumping off a bridge for you, or anything.""No, obviously," I say shyly, "But like... if I asked you to..." I'm stumped. I've had to rely on myself for so long."I could put away those dishes, I could fold and put away your laundry," then a devilish grin, "I could suck and fuck your you know what..." I hold back a sigh, imagining our bodies curled together in pleasure."Yeah, that'd be nice," her hand travels down my chest towards my stomach, "I mean, the dishes, well all of it sounds nice, but- I'm sorry, I- the dishes and-" I close my eyes and shake my head in frustration. "I'm going to take a shower," I say.When I close the bathroom door behind me, I can't help but stare at myself in the mirror. Everything looks so wrong in it, but Amber doesn't seem to care in the slightest.I go through my routine for the end of day shower, skipping my hair tonight, washing my face with some gentle cleanser, applying those stickers to any spots that appear red and irritated, saying the sweet affirmations I have memorized by now.I love my beautiful body.I love my long flowing hair.I love how happy I am to be a woman.I love me.Ugh, it feels cringe every time, but it's good practice. Stepping out of the shower, I reach for my... Of course, Amber is wearing it. Or was. I carefully scoot the bath mat outside the shower towards the door. Peeking out the door, I call for her, "Amber?""Yeah?" She must be in the living room."Can I have my towel?" I can hear her chuckle."You only have one?" There's a humorous lilt in her voice."Yes..." I say begrudgingly. She walks into the bedroom, naked, but with her long wet hair draped over her. What did I do? What benevolent god saw fit to gift me with this presence?"It's going to be wet, are you sure?" I nod my head. She grabs it off the bed. As I reach for it, she pulls it away, "I want to see you, all of you."I hesitate, then she continues, "If that makes you uncomfortable right now, I'll wait, but I'm here to serve your every need. You don't have a reason to be shy around me. I will love every part of you no matter what."Maybe it's because I got yelled at, maybe it's because it's the first of the month and I have no money, or maybe it's because I can hear how genuine and caring Amber is. I cried, I couldn't stop the tears from overflowing."Give me a minute," I say before closing the bathroom door. God this is embarrassing. Crying because a practical stranger said one nice thing about me. She didn't say something nice. She said the thing I wanted to hear, that someone would take over loving me when I couldn't. Someone who would be there for me when I couldn't.A soft knock at the bathroom door, "Ellie, I'm going to leave the towel on the door handle, you come out when you're ready.""Okay, thank you," I say through the door.After a second, I collect myself and grab the towel off the handle. She was right. It's still very wet. I walk into the living room to find Amber casually picking at her nails. Her pale skin looks almost shiny with the black leather of the couch around her. "Did you mean it?" I ask."What I said about loving every part of you?" She asks, saying it again as if it was nothing to her, "Of course, dummy.""You don't even know me, what if I'm like..." I sigh."You're thinking about this too much," she says almost humming to herself, giggling she continues, "You gotta go with the flow, baby girl!""I think I'm a bit tall to be called baby girl," I joke back."Of course, sorry mommy," a shiver runs down my back as she calls me that again. Where did that come from? Why does that make me burn bright inside?"Come here," I say. She jumps out of her seat and stands in front of me. "Kneel," I command. She obeys, her lip held tightly between her teeth."Anything?" I ask.She nods, "Within reason."I let the towel fall and reveal myself to her, "Kiss it."She kisses from the base to the tip, then back down. Measuring it against the size of her head, she takes a moment to worship it. Long kisses, the tickle of her tongue, her soft hands gripping and guiding it where she needs it. "Keep going," I command. She nods.The head of my member disappears into her mouth. It takes a couple tries, but she manages to get it down her throat. Watching her throat expand and accept the length of my cock, it's making my heart race. I'm getting close. "Stop, I don't want to-" she stops. Releasing me with a loud gasp."You don't want to cum down my pretty throat?" She says, stroking my saliva covered cock. Before I can say anything, she takes it all in again. Her hair bounces with each pump of her neck. I feel my balls tense, I'm going to- A soft choking sound as she swallows every spurt of cum I fire into the back of her mouth. Then I realize I'm holding her in place, her head grasped between my hands."Oh my gosh, I'm sorry, I didn't-" I stop when I notice the love drunk gaze as she licks her lips."Don't apologize, that was- Hoo, that was fun," she says, her hand still stroking my member."I want to taste you," I say without thinking."Fuck," Amber says, "That's hot, say it again."Pulling her to her feet, I say it again, "I want to taste you, every inch of you, inside and out.""Mmmmmmmfuck," she sighs, "How do you want me mommy?""Sit on the couch and spread your legs," I command, slotting into my role as dominant more easily this time."Yes, ma'am," she says, plopping on the couch with a fun bounce. As she spreads her legs, I kneel between her again. This time there's no job to bother us, no responsibilities that need tending to, just me and my Amber. My Amber. Mine.I start slowly, tracing the shape of her, paying attention to every move she makes. Every sigh, every flinch, how she grips my hair, how she shifts and writhes as I explore her deeper. Spreading her fat lips with my tongue, I pause to spell on her clitoris.M.
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E.She grips my hair and pulls me into her, groaning "Yes, all yours." I continue, spelling it again and again. Each letter eliciting a new reaction, gripping my hair tights, squeezing her thighs, biting her lip, moaning my name."Oh fuck, Ellie," she says, "Yes, that feels so good."At the risk of ruining a good thing, I remove my tongue from her sensitive clit. Licking from the end and back, I take as much of her sweetness in. As her eyelids flutter, I trace the entrance with my tongue. She nods eagerly. How many words have been said and yet unspoken?I plunge my tongue inside of her, her thighs squeeze me, crossing her feet behind my back. "Yes, yes, mmmmmm fuck!" She moans.With the taste of her memorized, I return to teasing her clit, spelling out words like beautiful, gorgeous, xylophone, avarice. Each one punctuated with a hungry moan and gasp as I dive back in. "Oh fuck, keep going, keep going, keep- keep- keep!" She grabs hold of my head with both hands and presses me into her.Her essence drips into my mouth as I kiss and spread her twitching lips. "Holy fuck," she says as she releases her grip on my skull."I did alright?" I ask. She reaches for my now erect member, stroking it slowly as she nods."Yeah, did you-" she gulps loudly and moves a sweaty lock of hair from her face, "What were you spelling?""Beautiful, gorgeous, avarice," I sigh as she begins to kiss at my shaft again, "Mine.""Oh," another kiss, "I'm yours already?""Isn't that the deal?" I say jokingly.She nods, "If that's what you want, mommy."
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When I wake up the next morning, Amber is nowhere to be seen. No note. No message. Hell, I don't even have her phone number. All I have left of her is the feeling of her body pressed against mine, and all the other memories attached to that moment."You had to have known this was-" there's a buzzing at my apartment door. I get out of bed, throw on my sweatpants, another buzz hastens my step. With the call button pressed down, I inquire who is there."Who do you think dummy?" Amber's voice rings through the apartment, "Can you come down and help me, I can't lift this suitcase up the stairs.""Suitcase?" I say."Duh, you thought I was going to go out in the nude?" Fair point, I snatch a clean shirt from the stack of hampers and head down. She's waiting patiently for me at the bottom of the steps, fresh clothes on, this time a crop top, tighter than skin skinny jeans, ankle boots, and an assortment of flashy bracelets. "Hey you," she says with a fun lilt."Kiss me," I command.She stands up from her suitcase and steps on her tip toes, pecking my lips. Wrapping her arms around me, she whispers in my ear, "I've got a much better kiss for you when we get back inside, I don't want your landlord peeping."That's right, there's cameras in the ground floor space. I peck her cheek, and whisper, "I've got more than a kiss waiting for you."Her giggle echoes through the stair well. As we reach the first landing, I grab her by the waist tightly. "Oh?" She asks with an eager surprise to her voice."What if..." I start to ask but hesitate."Ellie," she puts her hands on mine, "We're not fucking in your apartment stairwell." I pull back her hair and nuzzle my face into her neck, kissing it deeply."I wan- no, I need you," I whisper coarsely in her ear."Then let's get-" A door somewhere in the stairwell opens, repelling us like magnets of opposite poles. "Exciting, isn't it?" Amber teases. By the time we get to my apartment, I can barely contain myself. I grab at her body with a hunger I haven't felt before."Could you not wait another-" My hands move on their own, all I can focus on is how she smells. Before I know it, one hand is crawling under her top to grope her breast while the other desperately tries to get into her pants. "Ellie, can you-" no I can't, I release her breast and undo her pants."Ellie, stop!" Her voice feels different now. Urgent, scared, angry.Her command snaps me from my trance. "I'm sorry, I don't-" she holds up a finger."You get one." I nod solemnly. "Do that again and I'm gone.""Understood," I say, taking a step back from her, but she grabs the band of my sweatpants."Don't think that because I'm your submissive you can assault me like that," she pulls me closer to her, "This is a partnership, understood?""Yes," I hook my thumbs into the belt loops of her jeans, "I'm sorry." She nods."Now for your punishment," she says with the normal, fun, bubbly lilt to her voice. A punishment? Her hand releases the elastic band and begins to crawl under my shirt."I thought I was supposed to punish you?" I ask, anxious about where her hands are going."Normally, but when mommy is a bad girl," she lifts my shirt to reveal breasts, "She deserves a small punishment." I sigh as she kisses the tender skin on my chest. Her free hand caresses the dimples on my lower back, my member is poking her stomach."Amber, wait, that-" she gives each nipple a soft kiss and releases my shirt."Now," Amber undoes the buttons of her jeans, hastily sliding them down her thick thighs, "I need you." I follow her as she bounces excitedly into the bedroom, stripping my sweatpants as I go.Laying on her stomach and lifting her ass, she calls for me like a siren. Straddling her hips, I prepare to take her from behind. Finally ending this stupid dry spell, while her fat pussy clings to me and her decadent moans fill the- "Wait," she says, "Come here." I pause, leaning down to hear what she has to say."You've got a condom, right?" And the dry spell continues."No, I... I can- Hang on," I scramble for my phone, I can't let this chance slip away. I open my phone and order a pack to be delivered to my apartment. Behind me, a silly giggle is stifled. "Yeah?" I say challengingly."You're getting condoms delivered?" Any ounce of shame is melted away as her arms and legs wrap around my body. I rub her calf softly. It feels nice to be close to somebody. And then she bites into my shoulder."Ow!" I say pushing her head off of me, she makes a cute gnawing sound as I fend off her attack, "What was that for?""I dunno, I decided I bite now," she says as she tries to bite my forearm. With ease, I pin her to the bed, her flailing rendered ineffective."How about now?" I tease. "Still want to bite me?""Yes!" She uses the last bit of her energy trying to get out of my grip, but fails again. "Fine, I'm done, I won't bite anymore.""Good girl," she squees in glee. Then a thought takes over, a darker one, one that says "This is too good and it will be over in an instant.""You good, did I lose you?" Amber runs a hand against my cheek. I kiss down her forearm towards her shoulder, then along her clavicle. Then laying next to her, I hold her tightly in my arms. "What's wrong?" She says, looking deep into my eyes."Have you done this before?" I ask.She shrugs, "More or less... what do you mean by this?""I don't know, I feel like this moved fast and-" I want it to last forever. She pets the top of my head."Ellie, not to sound repetitive, but what do you mean by this?" I mean this, this this, us, our relationship, what we have, what we will become."I don't know, anxious worries, ignore me," I say, burying my head into her chest."You dummy, I could never ignore you, why do you think I even talked to you in the first place," she says with a calm sweet voice."It wasn't the cardigan?" I say jokingly. I figured it wasn't the cardigan. It was probably because I was tall, or had a "unique look" thanks to my gender warped features. "No, but I will be borrowing that thing, its very cute," she buries her nose in my hair, "This is embarrassing to admit but-" The buzzer to my apartment goes off."Hold that thought," I say. I'm back in what feels like a moment, but the air in the apartment has gone sour. When I step into the bedroom, I find Amber coiled up in the comforter. Hiding herself away from the world. I open the bedside table and stash the condoms. My Amber needs me right now."Hey," I whisper into the comforter, "What can I do?" I press my ear to the pile of blanket and hear a sniffle. "I'm going to hold you until everything is alright again, okay?" A shuffle that feels like a nod occurs somewhere inside the cocoon. I grab the bulk of the blankets and hold her tightly."Is this because of what you were going to tell me?" I ask. It feels like she shakes her head. "Is it because I left when you were trying to tell me something important?" No movement. "Do you feel silly? Even though your feelings are valid?" A nod. "I'm sorry for leaving, I let my excitement get the best of me again."The mass inside the covers shuffles around, reorienting itself, then emerges to hug me tightly. "You should know this is going to happen a lot," she admits, "I just-" I press my lips to her ear, without thinking about the emotionally charged moment that is happening. She pulls back from me, staring at me with tear filled eyes."Sorry, it makes me feel better," I say with a shrug."Would you kiss me?" She asks."Of course," I say, reaching for her face. But she grabs my forearm."Not right now," she says, her voice saddened."Okay," I say calmly, "Want to go back to me holding you?" She nods and buries her face in my neck, her arms looped behind my back and grabbing my shoulders. Before I know it she's asleep in my arms again. From the blur that was the night prior, I'm pretty sure I spent it between her legs. But I know for a fact, I fell asleep holding onto her tightly.When I wake, Amber is nowhere to be- "Hiyas!" A voice calls from the bathroom. Amber is standing in the door frame, her crop top loose on one shoulder, her pants and underwear resting on the bedroom floor. "I didn't mean to wake you, but I had to pee," she blows a kiss, "be right back."Laying back on the pillows on my bed, I think about what led to me falling asleep. Amber is a sensitive girl. If I want to keep her, and I do want to keep her, I'm going to need to be attentive to that. The faucet in the sink turns on. Cute, she doesn't want me to hear."Ellie?" She calls for me."Yeah," I sit up in bed, "Everything alright?""Oh, everything's good. I just- I appreciate you holding me even though you had no idea what was..." I can barely hear a sigh over the faucet, "I'm sorry, I'm weird.""It's not weird," I say, "I'm sorry I left like that, even though there are physical aspects of this, it's not all I think about."The faucet goes silent, "What else do you think about?" The last 24 hours? How my heart races at the sight of her? How she fits in my arms? How her laughing and teasing are like staring into the sun?"I don't know you well, but I'd like to know more, and I imagine what that's like," I say, watching as she slowly leaves the bathroom, "What its like to get to know you.""What do you want to know?" She asks, holding a hand to her heart.I shrug, "What's your last name?"She giggles, "Is that all? It's Reid.""Amber Reid?" I say, "I'm Ellie Fitzpatrick.""It's nice to meet you Ellie Fitzpatrick," she extends a hand in my direction. I take it and pull her back onto the bed. She giggles as I nuzzle my face in every corner of her body. "Wait, I get to ask something now!" She says, I collapse on her, resting my chin on her stomach and wait patiently for her question. She bites the nail of her thumb as she thinks up something to ask, "What was your last relationship like?""Ha, what relationship?" I say, turning on my back. Amber curls around my head and begins stroking my chin gently."Ellie, I'm serious," she says, her stare boring a hole in the side of my head."I am too," I say, obstinate as ever. "I... I was married, and when I came out, she didn't...""Oh," Amber says, "Oh I'm sorry Ellie.""It's okay," I say with a sigh, then turn to realize how close she is to me, "You didn't know."She nods, then her lips part, her eye lids lower as her eyes dart around my face. "Kiss me," she commands. I do as she says. First, we press our lips together. This timid kissing quickly falls away to make room for the fun bits. Pulling on each other's lips, biting softly, tongues exploring each other. "Fuck me, please, fuck me right now," Amber begs. I break from her for a moment, grabbing one of the condoms from the box. When I turn back to her, properly protected, she is on her stomach, spreading her hole open for me. "Be gentle," she sighs.Grabbing her hind quarter, I spread her even more, "I promise." It's a promise that is almost impossible to keep. Her insides coil and squeeze me in a needy and desperate way. Her body reacts with every movement, grabbing the bed spread tightly in her fists. Her voice fades away, only capable of communicating in labored whispers and excited moans."Oh fuck," she moans, "Oh fuck fuck fuck, that feels so good.""You like that?" I whisper in her ear. She nods excitedly. "Say you love my fat cock." Her jaw falls open as her vagina squeezes tightly. "Say it!" I repeat with more force."I love-! Oh I love your fat cock!" She moans. I grab hold of her hips, but I feel the carnal energy try to take over. Moving my hands to her waist doesn't help. I can't go all out, I have to be gentle, I have to control myself.Her writhing reaches a fever pitch, her vagina spasms uncontrollably as she lets go of the orgasm she had been holding back. "Holy shit, Ellie!" She reaches for me, "Stop! Don't move! Please!"I barely manage to stop, my whole body is dying to finish inside her. I'm fighting evolution itself to try and protect her and maintain this gentle energy. Amber's hand grips my thigh tightly, I caress the side of her face as she lets out a tired sigh."Oh wow," she says finally, "That was insane."I desperately want to keep going, but instead I ask, "What was your favorite part?" Her eyes flutter as she's reminded of everything that happened."Mmmmm, when you told me to say I loved your fat cock," she giggles, "That was wild.""Do you?" I ask teasingly.She nods, "I'm in love with your fat cock." My heart skips a beat. For a split second I thought she was going to say... never mind. That's silly. Another tired sigh brings me from my daydream."Did you want to keep going?" I ask.She sighs, "That depends." I raise an eyebrow in response. As she wiggles her way off my dick, she turns onto her back. "Do you love fucking this fat pussy?" She says, sending my own energy back at me.I nod my head."Then come get it, mommy," she says with a lurid sigh. I grab hold of her thighs and pull her close to me. With a few gentle rubs against her mound, she guides my cock back inside of her. The feeling of her nails digging into my sides spurs me on, but I must remain gentle, I must remain calm, I must- "Fuck me, Ellie, fuck my fat pussy like you mean it."I grab hold of her hips, determined to not let her down. The energy grows ten fold, the sound of our hips slapping together, her excited moans, my hungry grunts. I'm filled with determination. Even as her body writhes underneath me, another orgasm sending shivers through her, she begs again. And again. And again. It's like she's addicted to me."I want you inside me so bad," she claws at my back for something to hold on, "I want your hot cum to fill my womb, and then-" I slam my hips into her one final time. Her words ring in my ears. She twitches in reaction to every spurt. My eyes start to cross."Oh holy shit-" I say, sliding myself out of her, "Amber, that was-" But Amber isn't done.She takes my dick in her hands and removes the condom, sucking down all the milky white fluid. Before I can object her mouth is on my member, cleaning it eagerly. Is she hoping for a second round? I don't think I've ever cum that hard in my life."Amber, wait," I say, she looks up at me, slowly stroking my member to keep it alive, "You want to go again that bad?"She nods."I need to get more condoms then," I admit. I thought I would be lucky to do it with her once. I should have planned better. To my surprise, she gets on her hands and knees, her ass raised in the air."No, fuck me raw, mommy," she says, spreading her pussy for me again, "I need mommy's fat raw cock in my stupid whore pussy. Now!"Her dirty talk brings me back to life. As I slide into her, she slams her fist into the bed. "Fuck yes," she moans, "I need this, I need this cock so bad."As our bodies collide repeatedly, occasionally her moans become deep loud groaning. "Is everything alright?" I ask.She nods, "Yeah, I- you're hitting really deep and I- UGGGH!" Her guttural moan takes over, "Fuck me, fuck you're going to get me fucking pregnant. Do it. Fucking do it, cum in my stupid pussy and fill my womb with-" her mouth grows wide as she orgasms again.I manage to pull out before her body can wring my cock dry. Using her butt cheeks, I finish, sending long strands of cum on her back. "Mmmmm," she moans, "I thought for sure you would...""Tired?" I ask leaning in to kiss her on the cheek. She nods. I grab a tissue and wipe up the mess I made. "Get some rest," I whisper in her ear, "I'll get started on breakfast.""So," Amber takes the last bite of egg off my plate, "I was thinking on the weekends we go free use, unless I've got my period or something.""Free use?" I ask. I hadn't heard of this before."Yeah?" She smiles, "On Saturday and Sunday, you can use me as much as you want.""Use? Like-? Oh," I say finally realizing. I glance at my watch, it's the weekend right now."Mmmmmmhmmmmmmm," she smiles, "And if I'm ever asleep and you want to get some, you can just slide it right in.""Isn't that free use too?" I ask, trying to hide my excitement until she's done with her food. I swipe a slice of bacon from her plate."Hey!" She says with a giggle, "No, well... Maybe, but I'm saying I don't want you to go to sleep horny, so use my pussy instead.""Free use on the weekends and if you're asleep I can fuck your pussy, easy enough," I say. She nods, looking at me with a look of excitement and neediness. I would be lying if I said I didn't feel the same. Amber stands and makes for the bedroom. I try to follow her in but she stops me."Excuse me ma'am," she says, "You can't leave those dirty dishes out." I roll my eyes, but I take the plates to the kitchen sink and she disappears into the bedroom. As I wash the plates, I wonder what could be waiting for me. What did she bring in her suitcase? What plans does she have? What if I actually get her pregnant?"Okay, lover girl, get dressed," Amber returns wearing a bright yellow sundress and a pair of skater shoes. My face must have shown my disappointment. "Oh stop," she crosses the room to me, "We need to get condoms right?" I nod my head and get dressed in a similar uniform outfit. Cardigan, graphic tee, skinny jeans, my favorite combat boots.When I return to the living room, Amber is sitting on the couch and holding something in her hand, looking pleased. "Ready to go?" I ask. She nods her head, the expression on her face returning to normal. She places a small plastic device in my hand. The only thing on it is a slider and a logo I don't recognize. "Be careful with that now." A teasing lilt to her voice makes me suspicious, but I stash it in my cardigan's pocket.The drive to the big box store is short, but I have to resist the urge to play with my Amber while I drive. She spends it scrolling through my music and criticizing and teasing every band. "Oh my gosh, I didn't think people listened to screamo?!" She says with a joking exaggeration to her voice."It depends on the mood," I say. We manage to find parking not too far away from the entrance. Amber grabs a cart and insists I push her around. When she's like this I can smell my shampoo in her hair.When she spots an employee handing out samples, she giggles and steps off the cart. I fumble with the toy she gave me as she makes idle flirtatious small talk with the 80 year old woman. It's pink, plastic, the slider has small grooves on the handle. Looking closer, I can barely make out numbers along the side of the track. From zero to eight. She said to be careful with it.I push the slider up to 1, not sure what to expect from the device. Would it play music? Or start to jump around in my hand? But nothing. I look up to see Amber graciously accepting a second sample as the older woman blushes. I stash the device back in my pocket as she returns with a sample for me. A focaccia and olive oil combo that is pleasing to anyones palette."You almost got me, you're lucky I was already flirting with that lady," she says with a large bite of her bread in her mouth."What do you mean?" I ask."Hmmmm," she sighs, "You haven't figured it out yet.""Figured what out?" I ask again."Oh nothing!" Amber slides back into place for me to push her.First stop is the bakery, we grab a fresh loaf of bread, sandwich style loafs, and a few sugary treats I caught Amber eyeing carefully. Next we get fresh vegetables, cucumbers, tomatoes, a couple starches. I turn down the aisle with the condoms. I find the one that is the right size, but Amber snatches it from my hands before it can make it into the cart."Silly girl, we'll need more than that," she says teasingly. With the jumbo box of 100 condoms safely in our cart, I pull back her hair and lean into her ear and give it a soft kiss."Does this mean," I whisper, "I can't fuck your stupid whore pussy raw anymore?" She leans her cheek against my lips, a sigh escaping her pursed lips."You be careful, missy," Amber taps the tip of my nose, "You might end up a mother when you don't mean to.""I wouldn't mind that," I say with a flirtatious lilt, our cheeks both grow pink as our minds begin to wander.She smiles and puts a hand on my chest, "Let's check out, I'm hungry."As we head for the long checkout lines, I could swear I could hear Amber humming. She steps off the cart and turns to face me. Her arms wrap behind my back, under my trusty cardigan. Then I hear the familiar sound of a stifled moan into my chest. "You okay?" I ask, rubbing her back softly."Mmmm, yeah," she whispers, "Such a low setting for so long, hehe, you-" she buries her face in my chest again. Another stifled moan."You feeling okay?" I press the back of my hand to her forehead. She giggles and looks at me with sultry eyes, then nods."Yeah, but when we get home, I'm going to-" she bites her bottom lip and closes her eyes tightly. "Fuck," she says in a hoarse whisper, "I don't know if I'm going to make it home." For a moment, everything around us disappears, all I can see is her, all I can hear is her heavy breathing, and all I can feel is the way her hands are interlocked behind my back."Find everything you were looking for?" The employee asks, pulling our cart to him to unload."Yes," I pull out my membership card for him to scan, "Thank you.""Yeah, we really-" Amber grips my hand tightly, "loved the samples."I lean into her ear, "You want to wait in the car?"She shakes her head, then says, "What's the fun in that?" As the price of our little shopping trip climbs, I slide my card and punch in my pin. Amber is hiding her face in my cardigan."Mmmm, girl smell," she hums.As the employee hands me my receipt, I take Amber out to the car. She carefully steps into the passenger door as I unload the cart. As the car starts, she lets out a soft sigh. She seems on edge, clutching the door and cushion of her seat tightly.I take the small device Amber entrusted me with. I slide it back down to zero. Amber lets out a relieved sigh. As I slide it back up to one, she grows tense again."You tease, what are you-" I cut Amber off by sliding the device all the way to eight. "AHHHHNNNN!!!" Amber moans, "Fuck!""Show me," I command. Amber bites her lip tightly. The humming I heard earlier can't be denied anymore. Amber lifts the hem of her sundress to reveal her bare mound. Around her thigh is a strap holding a similar piece of pink plastic, a wire leading to a small oval shaped pill taped to her most sensitive bits. It vibrates wildly against her clitoris."This whole time?" I ask.She nods, "Now please, set it to something reasonable!" Her legs stretch out, her face coiled in pleasure, her voice jumps an octave as she struggles to find the right thing to hold onto. I watch her flail, desperate for release, her breathing rapid and needy. Then I pull out of the parking space and head back for my apartment, reveling in the cacophony of pleasure and pleas for a lower setting.
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It's been almost a week now. I stare at Amber as she sleeps. She prefers to sleep in, I've taken to calling her a puppy. She barks in response. It makes me chuckle. I drag my finger along her side, starting from her waist and slowly drawing a curved line to her hip.With a whine and a stretch, she opens her tired eyes and scoots closer to me. "Coffee?" She asks."Not yet," I kiss the top of her head, "I'll get started on it in a second.""Mmmmm," she lets out a tired sigh, "Coffeeeeee." Amber buries her face between my small, misshapen, improperly placed... she buries her face between my breasts. I cup the back of her head with my hand and kiss the top of her head slowly.I can't let the bad thoughts win."Alright," I say quietly, "Coffee time."Amber whines another complaint and rolls back to her side of the bed. Her bare ass peeks from under the top sheet. I grab it firmly, "Hey, only pretty girls with coffee can grope my ass this early," she complains, smirking over her shoulder at me."Then I'll be back shortly," I say giving her another tiny squeeze. She wiggles her butt seductively, or maybe I'm taking it as seductive. Knowing her, she's excited for coffee and it comes out in little butt wiggles.I set the coffee machine, pour in fresh grounds, and refill the water tank. I scroll through my carefully curated news feed, enjoying the small stories of trans joy that get surfaced to me now. Occasionally a bummer comes through, but I have gotten better about not letting it take over my day. As the coffee machine chimes a fun 32 bit rendition of a classical music piece I don't recognize, I pour a fresh cup and get the cream and half and half the way Amber likes. Then I pour myself a sugar filled cup and return to the bed.Amber is sitting up at least, but her eyes are closed and the expression on her face is a tired one. She abandoned the top sheet in favor of the warm duvet I left behind. "Coffee?" She asks with a cute and dainty need to her voice."Yes," I hand over her mug, "Coffee."Yay," she sips slowly from the piping hot liquid, "Coffeeeee."We both let out a sigh as our bodies accept the warm caffeinated brown ether. Amber is wearing a comfortable t-shirt Winnie the Pooh style. I'm wearing my comfy sweat pants, and no top. I read somewhere that the best way to gain confidence in yourself is to walk around your house naked, get used to the sight of yourself topless or whatever. I'm sure it is a baseless suggestion. It's fun when Amber comes up behind me and cups my breasts in her hands, squeezes them gently, kisses my bare back."Good morning," she says, the caffeine finally making its rounds through her veins."Good morning," I sit on the edge of her side of the bed, "What did you want to do today?"She takes another long sip, "Well, I have to do our laundry, there's dishes to put away, I doubt you've ever cleaned those blinds." Guilty. "I need a shower after last night."I recall the events of the night prior. The pained but excited look on Amber's face as I called her a degenerate slut and used her throat like a toy. How nice her neck felt in my hand. The taste of blood vessels popping in my mouth as I bit her shoulder.The lewdest part was when I finished on her face. "What did I say last night?" I ask."I think you said, 'be a good girl and wear mommy's cum all night?' Something to that effect," Amber recalls, sipping on her coffee to hide her blushing cheeks."When you're finished, I'll wash you up," I say."Mmmm, you sure you can hold back?" She teases."Yes," I set my coffee cup down and scoot closer to her. I pull the neck of the shirt aside, running my finger along the bite marks slowly browning into a nasty bruise on her shoulder. "I'll find a way to make this go away quickly, too.""Aww, I was thinking about getting it tattooed on me," she teases. Coffee tastes best when it comes from her lips. As our kiss breaks, her hand falls to my lap, my excitement impossible to hide. "Hmm, sorry," she says.I slide my hand under her shirt to hold onto her hip bone. There's something grounding about that part of her. It's something I can hold, something secure, something definitely there. I haven't told her my worries about her disappearing when she gets bored. Or the fear that I'll do something irreparable and lose her forever. I don't think I've even explained how much our relationship means to me.It feels like ages since that day at the coffee shop.With a loud sigh, Amber finishes her coffee and sets the cup down next to mine. "Come on, let's go have shower sex," she teases."I'm serious," I say, not fighting her as she takes my hand and leads me to the bathroom. As the shower warms up, I remove her shirt and politely grope her breasts. She slides my sweat pants off and slowly strokes my member. Our deep gaze into each other's eyes pulls our lips together. My grip on her waist encourages her to go faster, to variate her rhythm. I can't help but release a moan into her mouth."That feels nice," I say quietly, barely heard over the shower.She sighs. Releasing me, she enters the standing shower. I watch as the water bounces and runs down her form. When she notices my gaze, she beckons me in with a single finger. She was right to be suspicious of my claims I wouldn't try anything. Every part of her is like a dream, the way her stomach pudges, the way her hips dip in at the joint, the cute shelf her butt makes, how her breasts hang, perky but heavy. She's everything."I know that look," she teases, grabbing my hand and putting it on her waist. "You're thinking about fucking me, aren't you?"I shake my head in denial, "No, I-" I move a wet strand of hair from her face. The number of products added to the shower floor to help maintain her curls is laughable. With my free hand I cup her cheek and kiss her as deeply as I can without triggering a mood. "That's all I wanted," I say, lying through my teeth."Sure," she smiles. Her green and hazel eyes are worth getting lost in. She gets on the tips of her toes and kisses me again, then whispers in my ear, "That's why your fat cock is poking me, right?" I move my hand from her waist to her rear, grabbing as much as I can."You're making this very difficult," I tease. I'm at my limit.She takes my dick and presses it against my stomach, squeezing me in a tight hug. I wrap my arms around her tightly. I've grown used to this, being dragged to the edge of lewd, begging me to fuck her, and then wrapped up in sentimentality. I kiss the top of her head, rubbing the small of her back."I'm sorry," she says with too much sincerity, "I was just trying to be playful.""Amber," I squeeze her as tight as I can without hurting her, "I was kidding."She nuzzles my chest and kisses it softly, "Okay.""Okay," I say back.When she looks up at me, I lean down to kiss her forehead. Instead she goes the extra inch to connect with my lips. Before she can escape, I grab the back of her neck and hold her. Pulling on her lips softly, biting gently, sucking on her tongue. "Fuck," she sighs."Yeah," I say, holding her waist firmly, "What if-""Just fuck me already," she says with finality. As I spin her and press her against the wall, she sticks her ass out to meet my cock. Carefully I place the head at her entrance, spreading her open with my free hand.She looks over her shoulder at me seductively. I kiss the bruise I left the night before, then her neck. She tilts her head away from me, exposing more of her neck, begging me to taste her. As I bite her soft neck, I press into her. The familiar heat of her body, her insides squeezing me tightly as I withdraw, I'm in heaven. I begin to stimulate her clit, soft gentle touches to start."Oh fuck," she says, "Grab my tit." I oblige, sucking on her neck, determined to leave more hickeys on her. I want to let everyone know she's taken. That I own her. That she's mine. I roll her nipple between my fingers. I want to stimulate every inch of her."I love fucking your stupid pussy," I say. I squeeze tighter, try to think of something other than how perfectly molded we are for each other."I love your hard cock," she says. Her moans echo off the tile walls. Hot water bounces off her body as our hips collide. She throws her head back in pleasure, "God, I want your fucking cum so bad.""You want that?" I tease in her ear, "You want my hot sticky cum in your womb?"She groans, "Fuck yes, get me pregnant with your fat cock. Make me- Ohhhhhhh" Her knees begin to shake. I grab her hands and pull them behind her. With her face pressed up against the tile wall, she groans even louder. I can feel the deepest parts of her twitch and coil around me as she gets closer and closer."Fuck, just like- Ohhh fuck fuck fuck!" She finally loses her ability to hold on, trembling on my cock. I lift her body back so she can rest her head on my chest, still connected at the hips."You did wonderful," I whisper in her ear.She giggles, "Oh shut up, you didn't even finish yet."I nuzzle my nose into her shoulder, grabbing her neck softly, I whisper again, "We can start again once you're ready." I gently rub my thumb on the side of her neck. As she cranes her neck to make room for my hands, I inspect the mark I tried to leave earlier. It's starting to turn from red to purple."Okay, you can-" she winces as I begin to thrust into her again, her body immediately coiling around me. "Oh fuck, that's not-" she can't finish her thought."I can't wait to fill your womb with cum," I whisper in her ear, loud enough to be heard over her moans."Do it, please, I need your cum," she begs.I can feel myself getting closer, but I hold on for as long as I can. I want to hear her beg. I want to hear her moan. I want to hear her cry out. Releasing her neck, I grab her hips and focus on reaching as deep inside her as I can."Yes! Yes! Yes!" She says as I finally hit her sensitive spot, "Fuck yes! I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum so-" I pull out, I'm close enough that it would be dangerous to keep going. We can't risk it, even though I think we are both dying to experience that sensation."Oh fuuuuhhhhk," Amber moans."You need a break?" I ask. She nods her head. As she leans against the wall for support, I pour body wash into my hand and lather. Starting with her calves, I carefully wash every inch of her. Her meaty thighs, her wide hips, her round buttocks, her squishy stomach, her dense breasts, her soft arms, her muscular back. Her breathing begins to normalize as I take the shower nozzle from its holster and wash the soap from her body."How do you do it?" She asks, dragging her fingers down my sides and grabbing my hips."What do you mean?" I ask. I begin to wash her hair, placing the shower head onto her scalp to get water deep into her thick hair."Mmmmm, god that feels good," she says, "You take good care of me, and you make it look effortless.""You do the same," I remind her. She nods. I lift her chin up with a finger and kiss her lips softly. "It's a partnership, right?" I say, looking deep into her eyes.She chuckles, "Yeah, you're right." With a small kiss on my lips, Amber begins to kiss down my body. Starting with my neck, then my breasts, my abdomen, my stomach. With her small hand gripping my shaft, she begins to kiss the head then down the side of my member. Her plushy lips send shivers up my body. With my hand on top of her head, I slowly guide her back towards the tip.She carefully takes the full length of my cock down her throat. I let out a sigh as she swallows and squeezes the head of my member. Like her whole body was designed for getting me off. She gasps as I remove myself, stroking me slowly, "Fuck, I love this fat cock."Without another word, I force myself back into her mouth. My hands grip her head tightly as I slowly pump her head on my cock. She holds my hips for support. Just a little while longer, I'm so close I could- she taps my stomach rapidly."You okay?" I ask as remove my cock from her mouth. She nods, kissing it deeply and passionately. With an excited look on her face, she licks from the base of me to the tip and begins sucking again. Her nose presses against my lower stomach as I lose my grip. Curling over, I hold her head tight against my crotch. My balls tense and spasm as I empty them into her throat.Amber grumbles something as the spasms subside. I release her head and watch as she slowly removes me from her mouth. "Wow, how can you be that backed up when we do it every day?" She asks. As I ponder an answer, she begins to nuzzle my cock against her face and kiss at my crotch and hips."It's your fault," I say finally, helping her stand back up. She giggles, then pours a dollop of body wash, lathers it into her hands and begins to massage it into my skin. She takes extra care to be gentle where I'm ticklish, but she pays special attention to my cock and breasts."Gosh, you're so pretty," Amber says, her stare fixed on me in a love drunk gaze. She traces the remnants of my abs, rubs her thumbs into my small hip bones, and writes sweet nothings onto my back with her finger. "It's not fair," she says almost to herself."What isn't?" I ask.She shakes her head, "Nothing, I- I'm jealous.""Of?" I ask with an incredulous tone."You!" She says with a giggle, "You're pretty and cute and hot. You don't have to deal with all this stupid cellulite and-" she grabs at her stomach, "extra stuff!""I want that though," I say turning around to face her. I take her hand and interlock our fingers. For a split second, the sentimentality takes over and a tear grows in my eye. Do I want Amber? Do I want to be Amber? Can it be both?Amber squeezes my hand tightly, "Where did you just go?"With the inside of my cheek bitten, I shake my head. "Nothing, it's funny that we're both jealous of each other for different things.""You're jealous of me?" She asks. "Like what?" What am I not jealous of. Her legs stippled with cellulite, her hips that are generously rounded, her straight yet curvy waist, her cute as hell pudgy stomach, her breasts, her lips, her curly red hair, her smile, her eyes. Everything about her is perfect. I think I-"Let's get out of the shower, we're starting to prune," I say.We spent the rest of the day taking care of the chores we had been putting off. I put away the dishes while Amber cleaned the blinds. It was nice enough out that we could open the windows of our third story apartment. Our? My?I tried to not let that bother me, but I can't help it sometimes. Amber carefully stowed the vacuum cleaner back in the closet and joined me in the kitchen. Without a word she wrapped her arms around me and pressed her cheek against my back. Almost like she was taking a nap standing up. I stroked her forearm as our breathing began to sync. "You all done, puppy?" I ask."Arf," she barks quietly into my shoulder blades. She's wearing her favorite t-shirt of mine and those yoga shorts with the white trim. It's a colorful mix. It's cute. It's just like her. I take one of her arms and begin to kiss each of her fingers. Interlocking our fingers, I hold it tightly to my chest."You okay?" She asks. I look over my shoulder at her and nod. She kisses my back softly. "Hey, can I ask you something that might be a little- uhm- crap what was it?""I don't know, you didn't tell me yet," I get pinched in the side for my sass."You told me the other day, like when your gender feels are all off?" She says kissing my back again.I loosen her grip, turn and sit on the counter. With both her hands in mine, I say, "Dysphoria?" She nods, "Yeah, you can ask. What's up, pup?""Why don't you have any girly clothes?" She asks, leaning into me, "If you don't feel comfortable being super dolled up, that makes sense, but you don't even have like..." She pauses to think, "I don't know.""I mean, I have a sun dress," I say sheepishly."Do you have any bras?" She tilts her head in sympathy. I have sports bras and a few in fun colors. "Like the kind that make your titties go BLAM! y'know?" She says, pushing out her chest as an example."No," I get lost in her cleavage for a moment. That sounds nice. It would be nice to have cleavage like hers, even if that is an unachievable goal for my current assets.She plays with my hands as she thinks about something. I love watching her face when she gets like this. "What if," she pauses, "I don't know."I rest my forehead against hers, "What are you thinking?"Amber shrugs her shoulders, tilting her head up to meet my gaze, "I want you to see how pretty you are." I pull her tightly into my arms and allow myself a small tear. "Like, I want you to not doubt it," she says, scratching my back with her nails, "I want you to see what I see."I carefully wipe my cheek and press a kiss into her ear. "You really think I'm pretty?" I ask, not letting her move until she answers."I know you're pretty," she says, planting a kiss in my shoulder. I breath in deeply and let out a tired but relieved sigh."Why are you this good to me?" I ask."Because!" Amber says exasperated, "You're fucking hot okay?!" I can't hold back a chuckle. "What is so funny?" She asks, climbing onto the counter with me, "What is it? You think I'm funny or something?"As I hop off the counter, she wraps her legs around my waist and locks her fingers behind my neck. "You're very important to me," she says softly, her eyes bouncing all over my face taking it in, "You deserve to see the same beautiful hot babe I see everyday.""I love you," I say."What?" Amber asks."I- I'm sorry, what I meant was-" But Amber cuts me off. Her body squished against mine, her lips pulling me into her, her breathing rapid and needy. Stumbling across the kitchen, our bodies slam into the fridge door."Oh shit, are you okay?" Amber asks."I'm fine," I say with a chuckle, "Are you okay?"She nods wordlessly, emanating a needy desperate energy. With one hand supporting her butt, I grab the back of her head and press her face to mine. We carefully stumble our way into the living room. I drop her onto the couch and remove my shirt. As Amber fumbles with her shirt, I pull her shorts off her hips and reveal her bare mound.I toss the shorts across the room and bury my face between her thighs. "Say it again," Amber moans, "Say it!"I spread her open with my tongue, sliding two fingers inside her. "I love you," I say, "I love every moment I spend with you, I love your hair, your smile, your body, your eyes. I love being yours and I love that you're mine." Amber doubles over as I press on her spot, bringing her face close to mine."I love you," she moans, wrapping her arms around my neck, "Oh fuck, I love you so much. When I'm with you, I feel safe, I don't doubt myself, and I'm happy. God I'm so fucking happy. I don't know what I'd do without you in my life." She pulls me closer, our lips pressed hard against each other. I take my fingers from her pussy and reveal my cock. "Fuck me," Amber begs, "Fuck me like you love me."I pull her hips to the edge of the couch. "I do, I love you," I say as I slide inside of her. Her pussy clings to my cock as our bodies press together again. I guide her legs to wrap around me, squeezing her hips for support. Her hands hold onto my face, making sure my gaze is fixed on her face. Every expression she makes, every emotion she can't hide, everything about her is mine."I'm-" Amber squeezes me tightly, begging me to finish inside of her. "Don't pull out, do it, cum in my fat pussy," her fingers interlock behind my neck.I lose myself for a moment, everything moves in slow motion. Amber's hair bounces as our hips collide, ripples move through her body, her chest expands as she desperately tries to catch her breath. I had totally forgotten what it felt like to be in love. As time returns to normal, I feel my body tense up."I'm going to cum," I say with a grunt. My balls tense up, Amber groans as the head of my shaft grows. With a fistful of my hair in her hand, Amber pulls me close to her and begs in my ear."I want you to cum, cum in my pussy!" She groans, "I love you so fucking much."I squeeze her tightly, our bodies pressed tightly together, our hands caught in each other's hair. My hips buck with each release. The warm feeling of my cum filling her envelops my cock. I don't care though. As long as I have Amber, I don't think I care about anything."Holy fuck," Amber says with a sigh, tossing her head back. I chase, kissing at her neck and clavicle.I try to stand up, but Amber pulls me back in. I whisper in her ear, "I love you, I love you so much.""Ellie," she groans, repositioning herself on the couch. I try to help but we're such a mess of tired limbs and bodies that it's no use. "Oh Ellie, I love you," she says pulling my face close to hers, "I've never- Oh shit."Is she realizing the horrible mistake we just made? "I'll take responsibility," I say."The fuck you are," Amber says with a laugh. I can't help but join in her laughter. "No, I love you, but I'm not having anyone's baby. However, I will-" she taps my nose lightly, "get a birth control prescription.""Oh," I let out an exaggerated relived sigh, "I'm glad we agree there.""Yeah," Amber smiles at me sweetly, "Come on let's get a Plan B."I don't get up though. Brushing a sweaty lock from her brow, I take a moment to watch her. "I love you," I say quietly."I love you too," she sighs.Amber sighs as she sits up. I hunt for her shorts as she walks to the kitchen. "Do we need anything else?" Amber asks as she begins to wipe the mess I made from between her legs."I don't think so," I say handing her shorts over to her. She takes it with a coy smirk. With little bounces, she pulls them over her hips. I head for the bedroom, my favorite comfy beige cardigan calls for me."You love that thing, don't you?" Amber says. She put on her ratty flip-flops and the black hoodie I keep hanging over the back of my office chair. I twirl to show off the various patches and stitches I've made in the cardigan over the years."Yeah," I say with a smile, "It suits me, doesn't it?" Amber slowly approaches, her hands deep in the pocket of my hoodie."Yeah," Amber says after looking me up and down, "I don't think I can imagine you without it." I run the back of my hand against her cheek, she nuzzles it back in response. A tender ritual, as if to say, "I see you" and "I know dummy, I see you too." She turns and heads out the apartment door, I follow close behind."Come on," Amber bounces excitedly towards the stairs as I lock the door. With her hand in mine, I let her pull me down the stairs and out onto the sidewalk outside. People walk around us as we stare up at the office building opposite our apartment. The sparse office lights that speckle the faux night sky brings me a sense of calm."Hey," Amber pinches my cheek, breaking my stupor, "I love you.""I love you too," I say, leaning down to kiss her lips one more time. Taking her hand in mine again, we walk wordlessly to the corner pharmacy. The air is cold, but I can't feel it. I've never felt this warm and happy.Happy... huh.
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"What's this for?" I ask, staring mouth agape at the cupcake in Amber's hand. The candle on top is sparking wildly and suspiciously. I am positive it is one of those candles that pretends to burn out when you blow it out."Well," Amber shrugs. Normally, I'm the one to wake up early and bring in a sweet treat from the local coffee shop. The one we met at. This is not out of character for Amber, but it is a nice surprise. "Seeing as it has been a month since we met," Amber brings the cupcake closer to her, sparks fly from the candle and bounce off her shirt, "I thought this would be a cute way to celebrate.""A month," I revel in the realization, "I can't believe it, I'm- I didn't get anything.""That's okay, you can make it up to me in other ways," she nods to the candle. I smirk and blow it out. To no one's surprise, it lights up again a moment later. "You can blow it out whenever you're ready," she says with a smug smile.I lick my thumb and index finger and pinch the flame out. "Nice try," I say taking the cupcake from her hands and setting it on the bedside table. Amber sits down on the bed with a faux pout."You're no fun," she says as she tugs on the hem of my shirt. I let her pull me close to her and accept her kiss. With a hand on her rear and the small of her back, I pull her onto my lap. Once she is done squealing and giggling, she caresses my cheek. "Can I ask you something?" She says with a melancholy stare."Sure," I kiss at her exposed neck line, "What do you want to know?""Why don't you hang out with anybody?" Amber asks another gut wrenching question. I lock my hands together behind her back and stare at the logo on the breast of her shirt. "Did I hit a sore spot?" She asks leaning into view.I shake my head, "Not exactly, when things went down, a lot of my support system was...""Less than supportive?" Amber asks, I nod and roll my eyes, "Do you miss it?""The support system? Or having friends?" I say with a cheeky smile."Both?" Amber shrugs."Yeah, I miss it," I pull her more onto my lap, "But I've got you now."She giggles, "Well, I a support system do not make.""Well what do you suggest, Ms. More-Friends-Than-I-Can-Count?" I tease. She climbs over me, her breasts pressed in my face, and snatches my phone off the bedside table. She unlocks it with my face, and swipes around, then begins typing. "What are you doing?" I ask, trying to get a peek. She pushes me away."I'm going to get you social again," she says with a smile, "Now say cheese!" She quickly snaps a pic before I can cover my face."Right after I wake up?" I plead as she does more swiping and typing on my phone. She pushes me away again."I'm not done," she says standing up from the bed and rushing into the living room.I follow close behind, I'm going to get her for this. She plops on the couch and pats the cushion next to her. I fall next to her and begin playing with her hair. Her shampoo smells much better than mine, now it's our shampoo."Eleanor, age 32, preference women, age 25 to 40, 6ft tall, average build, loves fucking pretty girls with her fat cock, and works with computers," Amber says with a smile. I look at her blank faced."You're not signing me up for online dating, are you?" I plead."Currently madly in love with her girlfriend, but looking to make friends, find fuck buddies, make a metric butt ton of much needed memories," Amber continues."Fuck buddies?" I question her, "This is silly, please don't.""What if I remove the line about your fat cock?" She asks. As if she wrote it to get the rest of the profile by me."Please," I say, hand outstretched for my phone. She hands it back to me. I make small edits to what she wrote, and read it out loud. "Ellie, age 32, preference women, age 28 to 45, 5 foot 11 inches, average build, loves intimacy and long conversations, coder/developer.""I like mine better," Amber says as she wraps her arms around my neck, cuddling up as I continue reading to her."Currently madly in love with girlfriend, Amber, but in desperate need of friends to make much needed memories with," I finish reading, "How is that?"Amber kisses my cheek, "I like it."I hit save and let go of my worries- Crap the photo! "Wait, this photo won't do!""Why not?" Amber asks. "I think you look really cute!""Yeah, but what if they think I'm you?" I correct."I don't think-" Ding! "Oh is that- Hey, one message already!" Amber is pleased with herself.I read the message out loud, "Hey there cutie, you the one on the right?""No, that's my girlfriend," I send back. Checking out the person's profile, she's cute. A few pictures of herself and friends in the club, lots of alcohol, lots of people. Not my scene. Ding!"Okay, have a nice rest of your day, smiley face," I say looking at Amber. My face must read "I told you," because Amber looks upset as she bites her cheek."Forget her, there's going to be others," she says. Ding!I read the message out, "Hot!""Skip, just block them," Amber suggests."Why don't we take a picture of me to put up there, and that way people don't confuse us and get their hopes up?" I say as tenderly as I can. I don't like getting my feelings hurt.
Ding!
"Don't look at it," Amber suggests, "I'm sorry, you're right. I'm going to take a banging photo of you and people are going to be punching each other in the face to try and talk to you. Let me pick something out for you at least?" She flashes her puppy dog eyes at me. I smile and nod. Against Amber's suggestion, I open the latest message.
Emily
Hey sorry if this is too forward, but I think you're really pretty, it's nice to see another trans woman on here
"Uhhhh," I stammer, another trans woman? Wait, then does this mean- I open her profile and scroll through her photos.
She's cute, bookish, skinny, wears those big circular frame glasses. Her hair is long and brown, in her picture she looks like she works in a library or a book store. She's wearing a dark brown apron with a curious selection of tools in its pockets over a white turtleneck.
"Amber," I say, "I think I found someone."
With a cute outfit picked out, Amber returns and looks at the girl on screen. "Oh, god damn," she snatches the phone from my hand, "She's cute as hell."
"Yeah, and she's trans," I say, "At least I think."
"Emily, huh?" Amber says, handing the phone back to me, "Guess we don't need to do the photoshoot after all." She looks bummed.
"We can do the photo shoot," I say, taking her hand and rolling my thumb over her knuckles, "Let me respond to this message."
Ellie
Haha, yeah, are there a lot of us on here?
I slide my shirt off and follow Amber's instructions as she dresses me in a white button up and the straight black pants she got me. I look like an executive that fucks their secretary. That gives me an idea for Amber later.
As Amber takes more photos of me, my phone dings again. I read the message out, "Not really, I was contemplating giving up. Did you just join?"
"She's interested," Amber says with a flirty smile.
Ellie
Yeah, it was my girlfriend's idea. Need to make friends
Emily
Just friends?
"Told you," Amber says, kissing me on the cheek and then heading to the kitchen. I'm shocked, much like I was when Amber first interacted with me.
"What do I say?" I ask.
"Flirt with her! I don't mind," Amber says as she inspects the cupboard for snacks, "She's cute." My mind is flooded with memories of past relationships that "didn't mind" and "it's up to you."
"Does that mean you secretly mind? But you don't want it to look like you mind?" I ask. Amber returns with a box of cheese crackers and a confused look on her face.
With a mouthful of food, she says, "If you're not going to flirt with her, I am." She plops back down on the couch and leans her cheek to me for a kiss. I oblige.
Ellie
I wouldn't say no to something more than friends :3
"Ugh, the colon three is so cute," Amber says, a one person peanut gallery.
Emily
hehe, and your girlfriend is cool with that?
Ellie
yeah, she's actually looking over my shoulder right now
"Tell her I say hi," Amber says, her head resting on my shoulder.
she says hi
Emily
hi girlfriend that I'm guessing is named amber?
Ellie
haha yeah you got it
Emily
nice, hi amber
"See, it's going great," Amber says.
"Yeah," I realize how tightly I'm biting my inner cheek, "It's just different."
Amber strokes my thigh gently, "From what?"
"From you," I say with a smile.
"Pft, cheesy," Amber kisses me gently, "Now finish making plans with your new friend."
Ellie
so wanna meet up some time? we could go to like a coffee shop or something?
Emily
yeah!
though I don't really drink coffee
Ellie
I know one that has a juice bar too
that sound good?
Emily
perfect :+)
Ellie
wait what does that mean?
Emily
i dunno, just like happy and excited :+)
Ellie
its cute :3
I sit anxiously at the coffee shop where I met Amber. My new friend should be here soon. The plan is to drink something together and then judge the vibes. But first she has to get here. I texted her a description of what I was wearing. My cardigan, blue skinny jeans, and- A finger taps my shoulder.She is embarrassingly shy. "Uhm, is your name Ellie?" She asks without looking at me."Yeah, you must be Emily?" I confirm. She nods. Her long brown hair is up in a clip revealing her neck. Her cheeks are plump in spite of her otherwise thin frame. She's wearing a crop top and high waisted skinny jeans. A messenger bag rests on her hip. She's fucking adorable."Yeah, d-d-did you order already?" She asks, anxiously looking at the long line. She hesitates to join."Sorry, I didn't think it would be this busy," I say."It's fine... Could we talk outside?" She asks. I nod. It is a bit stuffy in here.The coffee shop is situated in a plaza, outside there are plenty of areas for sitting. Even if they are out of necessity and human ingenuity and not designated. We find a shady spot and begin to chat."So you code?" Emily asks. I nod my head, trying to figure out how to distill the wide variety of things I do in my job into a simple sentence."Yeah, apps and stuff," I congratulate myself on a job well done.Emily nods, "That's cool.""Yeah," the conversation is an entirely different energy from talking to Amber. It should be. Amber is a unique case. The electrical energy that courses through her and charges my being is something should be studied by scientists."Well, I work in book restoration," Emily says."Oh, sorry! What do you do?" I say, "I got lost in my thoughts." Emily smiles, revealing her gap tooth, before quickly raising her hand to cover it."It's fine, I get like that," she futzes with her bangs, "but, yeah, book restoration.""So what's the weirdest book you've had to restore," I ask."Oh- this is going to sound- Well, we had a very early translation of the Kama Sutra," she smiles again, "It was certainly a task.""Hard to focus?" I ask. She shakes her head. A strand of hair falls from her hair clip. For a second, I lose myself in the way the strand rests on her shoulder."Yeah... is there something on my shoulder?" Emily asks, concerned."No, sorry, I just- Your hair is pretty, I like the way it falls on your shoulders," I say. That's right it's okay to flirt. Amber seemed excited to know I was out here on a date.Emily blushes, "Careful, your girlfriend could get jealous if you start talking to other girls like that.""Nah," I say, "She was giving me tips before I came over.""On how to flirt?" I nod in response to Emily's question, "Does she want to help me?"I laugh, then after being hit with a hammer of melancholy and dysphoria, I ask, "You ever feel lost in all this?"She sighs, looking around at the people that are enjoying similar casual conversations and baked goods, "Yeah, but doesn't everyone?" She pushes her drooping frames back onto her nose."You want to get out of here?" I ask, "There's a park nearby."Emily nods.As we walk around the block, Emily finally asks the tough question. "So your girlfriend and you are poly? Or..." she holds tightly onto her messenger bag as if it will support her weight."Hmmm, I think she doesn't care," I look both ways as we cross, "Like I asked her if she wanted to come and she kinda just snorted.""Does she sleep with other people?" Emily asks.I shrug."Would you care if she did?" Emily is certainly invested."Not to come off rude, but why do you care?" I say with as much sincerity as I can muster."Sorry, I didn't mean to pry, but..." Emily squeezes the strap on her messenger bag before saying, "I think you're worth pursuing, and I don't want that to mess with whatever you and Amber have." Worth pursuing..."Thanks," I say, still shaken by her choice of words."I-" she stops herself from saying something and we walk in silence. I dig the nail of my thumb into pointer finger. Worth pursuing."Do you mean it?" I ask. Emily looks at me confused, adjusting her glasses and fidgeting with her hair as she thinks."Yeah, I mean, I'm not super great at reading people, but you seem happy and like not an asshole," she covers her mouth, "Sorry, was that too blunt?""No," I say with a chuckle, "I really seem happy?""Yeah, Ellie," Emily rubs my back, "Do you not feel happy?"I pause to try and answer the question, but the only thing I can think I can't put into words. "Can we talk about something else?" I ask finally. Emily nods. As we enter the park, we spot a shady place to sit and talk."If you want to ask me any deeply personal and invasive questions," Emily says, "feel free. I feel like I deserve it.""No, it wasn't you, it was a question I'd have to answer eventually," I say, "I just... never noticed.""Sometimes 'not noticing' is an excuse for pushing things we're not ready to deal with down further," Emily says. As she leans against my shoulder, I lean my head on top of hers. "Sorry... again," she whispers."You like being analytical, don't you?" I tease.She sighs and nods her head. For a while we just sat there staring at people walking by. Occasionally an older couple would spot us and wave. We'd wave back. It always lead back to this silence. This sense of calm. This feeling that I could be and not worry about being anything else."Hey," Emily says after a few more minutes of silence, "You live nearby right?""So..." Amber looks at my new friend excited, "You're Emily?""Amber, you can't be your normal bubbly self," I caution, "Tone it down just a little.""No, it's fine, I'm fine," Emily says as she continues to cower behind me, "Really don't worry about me.""God, she's adorable," Amber says before pecking my lips and returning to the couch, "What did y'all do?""We tried the coffee shop, but it was too busy to have a normal conversation," I say."Nothing happened," Emily informs Amber, "I mean, we went to the park and nothing happened.""Did you all even hang out?" Amber teases."We had a good conversation," I say in a chiding voice, "Then Emily thought we should come back here."Amber gives me a look as if I said the dumbest thing on the face of the earth. "Ellie, are you kidding me?" She asks."What?" I look between the two of them confused. Clearly, I'm missing something.Amber gets up, walks into the bedroom, rummages around in the closet and returns wearing a hoodie and flip flops. "Emily," she takes Emily's hands in her own before Emily can step away, "You have my blessing, I'm going to fuck off for a while. Be back in like an hour?" Emily nods excitedly. Amber hugs my new friend tightly. "Okay, have fun you two!""What was that about?" I ask Emily as the door to my apartment closes. Emily tilts her head in a look of sympathy."Why would someone want to know if you lived nearby?" She asks."Because they wanted to come see my place?" I ask confused, then it hits me. Emily nods encouragingly. "The vibes were that good?""Yeah, Ellie," Emily takes the messenger bag and puts it by the door. I step towards her and slide my fingers into the belt loops of her jeans. She begins to untuck my shirt, grasping at my waist. I shrug off my cardigan. The energy in the apartment is different, anxious, and out of control. Leaning down I press my lips to hers. She sighs softly as our touch breaks."Can we... bedroom?" Emily asks in a daze. I nod guiding her to the only other room in the apartment. As she crosses the threshold, she strips off her crop top. Her budding breasts are cute. When she catches me staring, she covers herself."Sorry," I say, pulling her to me with a finger in her pocket, "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.""You don't," she takes her glasses off and stashes them on the nightside table, "I just get self conscious.""I think you're beautiful," I say as I press a kiss into her ear. She fumbles with the clasp of my bra as I kiss down her neck. Pulling my shirt over my head, I push her onto the bed. Pestering her chest with kisses, she begins to giggle.I carefully undo the clasp on her pants. Pulling them off, I reveal a pair of red laced underwear, a mesh window reveals her tiny excited member. "You don't..." Emily hesitates and then covers herself.I gently remove the panties. For the first time, my mouth is watering at the sight of a phallus. It's tiny and cute, the whole thing could fit in my mouth easily. I kneel in front of her and kiss at her thighs. "May I?" I ask. She nods, spreading her legs and inching closer to the edge of the bed.At first, I hesitate. I've never done this before, how the hell do I start? Then I think about what Amber does for me. I take the head of her cock and press it against her lower stomach. Making my tongue as flat as possible, I lick from the base to the tip. Slowly I kiss back down her shaft, before starting again. When her hand flies to the back of my head, I know it's time to take her into my mouth."Oh my god, Ellie," Emily moans. She feels fragile in my mouth. The head swells against my tongue, her breathing picks up pace. Do it, Emily, cum for me!Her hands grip my hair as she holds my face onto her crotch. She doubles over as the orgasm causes her stomach to clench. "Oh my fucking," Emily all but screams as I try to swallow her essence, "I'm so sorry, I don't- I mean, normally at least I don't-" I cut her off. Too excited for words."That was really hot," I say, kissing her saliva soaked member, "Don't apologize."As I start to unbutton my pants, Emily sits up and puts a hand on mine. "Could we pause for a moment?" She asks. I nod and sit on the bed with her. It's quiet. Then she sits on my lap facing me, wrapping her arms around my back and pressing her cheek to my shoulder."You okay?" I ask.She nods, "Yeah, I just..." I kiss at the back of her head and match her embrace. "I don't normally finish," she finally admits, "That was kind of intense.""Was it a bad intense?" I confirm."No," she lets out a shiver, "I wasn't expecting it is all.""Did you want to keep going?" I ask. She shakes her head. I squeeze her tightly to let her know that I'm fine with that. Leaning back in bed, I slowly rub Emily's back as I rest my eyes.We quickly lose track of time. We both jump as the door to the apartment opens. "You weren't kidding, they were super busy at the coffee shop," Amber says, followed by the clatter of her flip flops landing on the pile of shoes. "Are y'all decent?" She asks, waiting for an answer before entering.Emily looks at me mortified. "Give us a minute," I say back to Amber. I help locate Emily's top, and help her get dressed again. As we leave the bedroom, Emily follows close in my shadow. Amber sips her smoothie confused."Are you still scared of me?" She teases.Emily shakes her head, "Sorry, I'm just shy.""Go easy on her," I remind Amber. Amber shoots me a look that says, "I am! It's not my fault!""Uhm, Amber," Emily starts to say, but then buries her face in my shoulder. The hoodie I grabbed offers plenty of space for her to hide. Amber's eyes glow with admiration at how shy Emily is."I wanted to say," Emily's grip tightens, "You're really pretty and I hope we get along.""Well duh, why wouldn't we get along?" Amber takes another sip of her smoothie. I shrug as Emily looks up at me. Emily releases my hoodie and stands on her own. Amber smiles at me warmly, "Sooooooo... what'd you do while I was gone?" Emily looks like she might explode from the embarrassment."Let's talk about it later," I say, Amber pouts."She sucked my-" Emily says before losing the courage she mustered. Amber giggles in glee. I really hope Emily takes it for the admiration it is and not some unique form of hazing."She's such a giver isn't she? When we first met, she brings me up to her apartment and-" Amber continues regaling Emily with our escapades. I motion for them to move to the couch, while I sit on the office chair. Emily's stiffened body language eases and becomes looser the more she listens to Amber yap."And like the other day, I was planning on surprising her with a cupcake and one of those joke candles for a one month anniversary. But instead I wake up to find her between my legs, mindlessly eating me out, I was like-" Amber wiggles in excitement and stares at me as she recounts how I woke her up, "God, she's hot right?"Emily nods, but looks confused, "One month?""Yeah, things moved... well, quickly," I shrug. Amber nods."You two are..." Emily looks at me, then at Amber, then down at Amber's lap. With a resigned sigh, she lays down on the couch and rests her head on Amber's thigh. "You two are really cool."Amber begins to pet Emily's head, softly stroking her hair, staring at her with the same lovey eyes she stares at me with. I can hear the old me freaking out. What does this mean? Is she losing interest in me? Are we adding Emily to our relationship? Should I look for a bigger apartment?But the new me is willing to go with it. Who cares if Amber is getting touchy with Emily? I know she gave herself over to me, and put her trust and faith in me. As she mouths the words "I love you" at me, I can't help but smile. Emily catches me mouthing them back at Amber."I'm sorry, I'm in the way," Emily says as she sits up, "This was fun, but I should get going I-" She halts her excuse as Amber holds onto her waist. I know the shocking feeling, her warm hands slowly melting your anxieties away.Amber places her lips on Emily's exposed neck. Emily sighs, leaning backwards into Amber's arms. "You don't have to leave," Amber tells her, her arms wrapping Emily in a tight and somewhat invasive embrace. One of her hands is resting on Emily's chest. Amber kisses her neck again, "I wanted to get to know you better."Emily tenses, "I don't think there's a lot to know.""I doubt that," I chime in.Emily looks at me with a sweet smile, her circular frames resting on the tip of her nose. "I could stay longer," Emily says. Amber squeezes her tightly, pestering her neck as Emily giggles and tries to break free.Emily catches my stare, "That's alright, right?""You can stay as long as you like," I say. With that confirmed, Emily smiles a tired and reassured smile. I can remember how it felt to receive Amber's acceptance for the first time. The tears the flowed freely as I realized there are people in this world that were still willing to love me. I doubt Emily had that problem as bad as I did, but it's clear that something was weighing on her."Can I kiss you?" Emily asks Amber. Amber nods excitedly, giggling as she lies down and begins to coil together with Emily on the couch."I'm going to order dinner, anyone against pizza?" I ask. I get a muffled affirmation as the two continue kissing. The couch cushions squeak as clothes begin to fall away. I place the order and return to my chair. The hoodie Amber was wearing is clinging to the arm of the couch, Emily's top is hanging off the back. I smile as Emily gropes Amber's breasts through her shirt. In response, Amber begins squeezing Emily's butt through her jeans.As my excitement grows, I enjoy the scene and wait patiently for the pizza to arrive.
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Amber stares at the alarm clock on her bedside table. 6:15am. Normally, Ellie would be getting up right about now to go for a walk. Then by the time 7 am rolls around, Amber is awake enough to follow Ellie into the shower to have some early morning sex while the hot water warms her up.With a huff, Amber turns over to look at the other side of the bed. Empty. She opens her phone and texts Ellie.
Amber
have fun on your morning run!
Ellie
I will! :3
How did you know?
Amber rolls her eyes. What a lame response. She should have sent her something fun to look at while she laid in bed. So stupid. A conference? Who even goes to those things other than nerds and goody two shoes? With a giggle, she remembers that's the type of girl she's madly in love with and wishing was railing her right now.Her phone dings. 1 attachment.Amber gawks at her phone. Ellie is standing in a bathroom with her jogging pants pulled down to reveal the base of her magnificent cock. Her running shirt is short and reveals her cute stomach. She responds back with "Fuck me" repeated almost a hundred times.By now she's probably on her run, listening to her dumb screamo music, Amber thinks to herself. She wonders if other pretty girls go to conferences.She opens her phone and texts Ellie again.
Amber
im bored >.<
Eleanor
Well you want me to give you a call when I'm back from my run?
Amber
not that type of bored >///<
Eleanor
Oh, lol, I should have known
Emily should be in town, you two should hang out! :3
That's true. Amber did have fun making out with her on the couch. But she's shy, and she didn't manage to get over that hurdle the last time they all hung out. It's better than being alone though.
Amber
hiyas emmie!
whatcha up to?
Emily
not much :+)
down in my book dungeon
Amber
you have your own dungeon?
neat >.<
Emily
yeah, i guess its cool, whats up?
Amber
oh nothing, ellie is at a conference so i've been by myself
Emily
you want to hang out or something?
Amber
>.< if you wanted!!
Amber wiggles in the bed excitedly. Emily was cute and adorable. It made Amber want to walk her around on a leash with a collar, or cover her in hickeys, or-
Emily
i do! should i come by ellie's after work?
Amber paused her day dreaming. After work?
Amber
when is that?
im like super bored now
Emily
head, i get off in like an hour
Amber
you didnt work all night did you?
Emily
nah
its like a part time thing and the library is open 24/7
i can clock in when ever is convenient for me
Amber feels jealousy and envy well up inside her. Having a purpose like that. Having something you want to do. What was that for her? What was there in this world that gave her purpose? She opened the picture Ellie sent again. Her heart sang as she pictured her nose pressed against Ellie's stomach. She imagined the feeling of Ellie's cock reaching down her throat. She caresses her neck softly.
"Why did you have to go to a stupid conference!" Amber shouts to the empty apartment. She turns back to her phone and messages Emily again.
Amber
im going to be honest with you
i need touch
is that cool with you?
Amber hated waiting. Eventually, Emily responded.
Emily
yeah :+)
id like that
on my way!
Amber
don't leave early on my account dummy!
Emily
im not!
well i am
but its fine :+)
Amber clutched her phone to her chest. She loved Ellie, but she was excited to make out and potentially fuck Emily. Wandering around the apartment, she resolved to clean up. She had left out dishes the night before and the shoe rack was a mess. Clothes were littered around the couch, and there were soda cans piled up on Ellie's desk.After thirty minutes, she was done. Ellie would be excited to come home to see her desk cleaned off and everything put away. A buzz from the doorbell made Amber jump. As she pressed the button to inquire who was there, a sheepish mousey girl replied."It's Emily!" She said with glee. Amber buzzed her new friend in, opening the apartment door to wait in the door frame for her arrival. She was wearing a classic, a baby blue camisole with patterned pajama shorts that showed off her thighs.The door to the staircase opened to reveal a tired girl. Emily was as cute as ever. Her long black hair tied up in a bun, circular frame glasses falling off her nose, a colorful floor length skirt, a crop top with some crude language on the front, and her signature messenger bag. "You got winded from the stairs?" Amber teased."Yeah, I took it-" Emily tried to catch her breath again, "two steps at a time."Amber smiled wide as Emily offered her arms wide to hug her. They felt like opposites to her. She was bubbly, Emily was shy. Emily was skinny, she was thick. Where she had plush and jiggle, Emily was bony and tense."Did you want to send a picture to Ellie?" Emily asked, pulling out her phone. Amber did, but she needed a release first."Why don't you come with me to the bedroom, first, then we can take as many photos as you want?" Amber asked, holding Emily's waist tightly. Emily nodded excitedly, her cheeks growing pink as lewd thoughts filled her head.Locking the door, she began her assault on the poor shy girl. Emily didn't hesitate to join in, pulling at Amber's clothes as Amber did the same to her. Even though it was overwhelming at first, Amber's overt and bubbly personality worked its charm on her.Amber delicately rubbed her thumbs into Emily's budding breasts. Emily winced and bit her bottom lip. "Oh, I'm sorry," Amber said with a teasing lilt to her voice, "Are they sensitive?" Emily lied and shook her head. It was true, they were sensitive to touch, but she was hoping if she powered through Amber would kiss them.Amber's hand slid under the waistband of Emily's skirt and groped at her butt. Emily returned the favor by pulling Amber's shorts down and reaching between her legs. It was exciting that she could be this bold with Amber and not worry. She understood how Ellie was able to move fast."God, you're so wet," Emily moaned in Amber's ear. Amber clutched onto Emily. It hadn't been that long since she was last used by Ellie, but she felt uber sensitive."Yeah, I'm feeling a tad touch deprived," Amber said, kissing at Emily's sternum."How much do you and Ellie normally do it," Emily wondered out loud."Enough that I lose track," Amber admits. Emily suddenly feels out of her league."I hope I'm a worthy replacement," Emily says, her insecurity leaking out. Amber picks up on it immediately."Don't try and be a replacement," Amber says lightly. Emily nodded as she leaned down to kiss Amber. She missed this. Amber was an excellent kisser, and Emily was desperate for more.Amber was excited to finally see what Emily was working with. Could it be like Amber? Could it be bigger? She tugged on Emily's skirt anxiously, she had to know."Wait," Emily said, grabbing the front of her skirt. Amber had to remember to be extra gentle with Emily. She didn't want to be but she remembered anyways. "I- I don't want you to get upset when you see," Emily admits."Girl," Amber kisses at Emily's chin, "You're stressing for no reason."Emily let her skirt drop.Amber was stunned, it was... perfect. Cute, small, a bulbous head, the perfect size to fit in her mouth. "No wonder Ellie sucked you off immediately," Amber says, marveling at the wonderful member. She takes it into her hands gently.Emily pushes her hips forward, eager for more of Amber's touch. Amber guides Emily to the couch, kneeling before her as she sits. Emily sighs as Amber kisses at her shaft. Every twitch was exciting, Amber took the tiny cock into her mouth. It was delectable.Emily giggles.As Amber lets Emily's dick fall from her mouth, she asks, "What's funny?" Emily shakes her head."It's nothing, you made a face," Emily admitted. She gasped as Amber licked from base to head. It was different from Ellie. Ellie was caring, methodical, and nervous. Amber was hungry, erratic, and excited."I fucking love your cock," Amber moaned as she slowly stroked Emily. She loved the way it felt in her hand, the way Emily writhed as she rubbed the head with her thumb, the way she turned this girl into a puddle."Amber, hang on, I'm-" Emily whined. She was close. Amber's eyes widened at the thought of sucking down Emily's- "I'm sorry, I can't-" Despite her best efforts, Emily managed to push Amber off of her. Amber gasped as Emily covered her face with a milky white fluid. "Fuck that was-" Emily gasps as she sees the mess she made, "I'm sorry!""God damn, you've got good aim," Amber says with a laugh. Emily sighs. "Come on," Amber extends a hand for Emily, "Let's go take a shower."It's the last day of the conference. I step out of the shower after my run and begin to dry off. My phone vibrates on the counter. Amber must be bored again. I could send her a fun post shower selfie.As I grab my phone, it buzzes again, and again, and again. A cascade of images and videos begins to flood in. Amber bent and twisted like a pretzel while Emily spreads her, a close up of Emily drooling into Amber's mouth, a video which I have to assume is Amber sucking on Emily.
Ellie
What's all this?
Emily
we wanted to surprise you :+)
Amber
figured you were as bored as we were
Ellie
I'm in a motel room with my boss
I can't watch any of these
Another image comes through, Amber mouth open as Emily slides inside of her.
so you're torturing me?
Amber gripped Emily's hips, "Hang on, you need to slow down." Emily nodded, it was hard. After being teased in the shower and all the photos they took, she needed this. She could feel herself melting as Amber's warmth squeezed her. Slowing her movements down didn't help though."I don't think I can hold back any long-" Emily gasps as Amber wraps her legs around Emily's lithe body as it bucked into her. What Emily lacked in size, she made up for in energy and need to please."You did good," Amber whispers as she strokes Emily's cheek. Emily nods, appreciative of Amber's constant affirmations. "Want to feel something cool?" Amber loosens her legs around Emily."What are you going to do?" Emily asks."Shhh, I need to focus for this," Amber says. Emily slowly strokes Amber's thighs, thinking about how nice it is to be like this with someone. Be close, be inside of, know every inch of them. Amber closes her eyes and tries to picture her core muscles. As Emily loses her erection, Amber pictures the muscles surrounding her partner and begins to-"Oh!" Emily gasps."Mhm," Amber hums, her focus strictly on squeezing Emily back to life. It's an exercise in patience. Emily watched Amber's face twitch as she tried to get the right muscles to activate and tug on Emily's dick."Have you finished yet?" Emily asks. The sweet honey like texture of her voice in Amber's ear is distracting."No, but I don't mind," Amber says with another hum as she tries to focus on-Emily withdraws from Amber and begins to lap at the milky white fluid that threatens to spill onto the bed sheets. Amber sighs softly. How did she manage to find two girls that were so desperate to please her? Don't they know that's her job?"Emily, that's very sweet, ahhh," Amber sighs, "But you don't have to worry about that.""It's only fair," Emily says, swapping her tongue for her hand, "I-" Emily's hesitates."Are you worried about how you compare to Ellie?" Amber says biting her lip as Emily adds another finger. Emily nodded, refusing to be distracted from her mission. Amber didn't want to discourage her, she knew the compatibility she felt with Ellie was unique. "Open the bed- Ahn! The bed side table," Amber commanded. With her free hand, Emily dug out a bundle of cables. A variety of different sized pill and phallus shaped vibrators were tangled together."Which one did you-" Emily started to ask. Amber's face made it clear it didn't matter. She managed to untangle a few from the bundle, but eventually gave up and searched for the one with the biggest motor and the corresponding controller. The vibrator felt nice nestled under Amber's clitoris."Okay, now start small and-" Amber paused. The low hum emanating from the vibrator surged up her spine. "Oh shit," Amber moans.Emily takes another one, smaller this time, and sandwiches it on top of her clit. Amber looks in excited horror as Emily slides the controller up to full. Emily pushes Amber's legs over, her knees resting on her shoulders. Between Emily's own legs, her erection was finally revived."Okay, now-" Amber tries to instruct her partner what to do next, but she was overcome. Emily had increased the setting of both into an asynchronous and undulating pattern. Her arousal began to overflow and sputter as the two vibrators worked in tandem. "Oh fuck," Amber moans, "Fuck me, Emily, now!"Emily obliged, letting Amber snatch the toys from her and placing the head of her member at the entrance, she could feel the vibrations emanating into her. Amber's eyes cross as her head tilts back. "Yes, oh fuck yes!" Amber moans. Emily grabs onto Amber's hips, thrusting in anxious erratic motions.I look at my phone again. Normally I wouldn't be this anxious, but it's the first time in 6 months I've been away from Amber. Part of me expected there would be a text waiting for me. Her smiling as Emily covers her in white-"You good, Eleanor?" My boss asks. She gives me a concerned look. I stash my phone."Yeah, sorry, I thought felt it buzz was all," I say. The martini she ordered for me is fun to swirl, but not my style of drink."You happy?" She asks flippantly. I think that's her way of saying "Not to cross the threshold between boss and friend, but I am interested.""Yeah, things have been... I don't know," I shrug. She nods in return, happy with my answer. My boss is a weird woman. She's stand offish and straight to the point. A genuine interest in my happiness is out of character for her."Well listen, I don't give a shit," there's the boss I remember, "But you can't accrue anymore vacation days. HR thinks I'm working you to death." She takes a sip from her martini and taps the rim as the bartender passes. "I'm not, right?""I don't think?" I shrug, "You're pretty fair.""Regardless, take a vacation," she sips her drink again, "If you don't put in your time off by the end of the week, I'm firing you.""That's..." Drastic, "Understood.""Good," she winks at me, "Let's get out of here, this bar sucks.""What did you have in mind, boss?" I try to settle my tab, but the chilling clang of a metallic credit card halts my attempt. That's right, this is all a business expense."Don't call me boss, my name is Maria. You like pizza?" She asks."Oh, right," I scratch the back of my neck, "Yeah, pizza sounds good."Emily lets out a heavy sigh into Amber's chest. "That was..." Emily says before giving up."Yeah," Amber runs her hand through Emily's long hair, rolling it between her fingers as she goes, "That was very fun."Emily bites her lip. An anxious thought cropped up and she hasn't been able to ignore it. Does Amber want her here? Or is she only a warm body until Ellie returns? The thought fades from Emily's mind as Amber begins to grope her butt. "Wow, girl butts are so nice," Amber says with a giggle."Thanks for inviting me over," Emily finally says. If she isn't appreciative then it will never happen again. Obviously. These kinds of thoughts plague Emily from time to time. The ones that say if she doesn't perform the right social rituals at the right time then someone would hate her or she wouldn't deserve to see that person again.She wanted to spend all her time with Ellie and Amber. They were fun. They were exciting. They were..."Don't mention it," Amber sighs. Emily liked the way Amber's hands felt as they ran over her body. Amber loved how tiny Emily was compared to her. Even if Emily was taller, Amber was bigger. It was a nice combo.Emily started to feel self conscious again. She remembered the shape of Ellie's member pressed against her thigh as they all made out during a movie night. It was... "Did I do okay?" Emily asks, the feelings finally overwhelming her."You did incredible," Amber says, drawing circles on Emily's back. She could feel the vibrations continue reverberating through her body. Unaware of the anxiety Emily was exuding."Was I as good as-" A pinch in Emily's side makes her yelp."What did I say about comparing?" Amber says with a smirk. Emily kisses at Amber's chest."Not anything really," Emily says, "You told me to grab the toys and use them."Amber shrugs, "You're the apple to Ellie's orange." Emily furrows her brow, what the hell does that mean? "You're sweet and reliable, Ellie is tangy and wild," Amber wraps her leg behind Emily and squeezes her tightly, "Different tastes, both as great.""Thanks," Emily says quietly. Being wrapped up tightly in Amber's arms is a reassuring feeling. It wasn't fair to compare herself to Ellie. She can see that now."Wanna go again?" Amber says, the tip of her tongue peeking out between her teeth as she smiles.Emily shakes her head, "Can we just stay like this?" Emily used to feel like she hated sex. She much preferred performing acts on others or making out and cuddling. But Eleanor and Amber brought something out in her. She liked having sex with them. She didn't mind watching when it became to overwhelming for her, but Eleanor and Amber would always include her in a way that matched her comfort level."When does Ellie come back?" Emily asks softly."Tonight or tomorrow I think," Amber says. She was enjoying scratching Emily's back as they cuddled. Her skin was soft. Amber was jealous. Emily felt a similar jealousy towards Amber's soft skin. Emily giggled as a grumble came from Amber's stomach."Hungry?" She teases, Amber pinches her side in retaliation. Hopping out of bed, Emily puts on a robe that Ellie had gotten her. It's black with a red floral pattern."Yeah, gimme a sec," Amber says, taking her time getting out of bed. Emily scolds her when she finally shuffles into the kitchen."No nudity in my kitchen!" She says, wagging a wooden spoon at Amber. Amber wonders what it would take to convince Emily to include the utensil in their play next time. Instead of bringing it up, she grabs an oversized hoodie from the coat rack and reappears. Emily rolls her eyes, and continues making dinner for the two of them.
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Water...I need water...Amber grabs hold of my waist sleepily, Emily's legs are wrapped around my thigh. It's too hot in the middle of this pile of bodies. Ever since I returned from my conference, they have been extra touchy and needy."Ellie... mmmm and Emily..." Amber sighs in my ear."Noooo... Amber waiiittt, don't start without me," Emily complains in my other ear.Are they asleep? I swear they could be talking to each other. Craning my neck, I spy the clock on my night stand. It's four in the morning. Too early to go for a run, even if I could escape their clutches.Emily rubs herself on my hip, a soft sigh as her little member stiffens. It's cute that she gets morning wood like this. "Ellie, I luhhhh," she drifts off to sleep again."Nooooo," Amber starts to whine, "I love Ellie...""You two are too much," I say with a chuckle."Stay out of this," they both say in their sleep. I hope they are asleep. I don't want them to fight. Well I don't want them to fight over me. Amber shifts in her sleep, her breasts envelop my arm.Emily extends her arms to include Amber in her hug. "Amberrrr," Emily snores out her name, "Sooooooft... squishyyyy..."All this touch is going to drive me insane. I feel like I'm leaving an outline with my sweat. "Hmmmmm," Amber sighs, "Girl smell..." What is it with her and smell? The silly faces she makes when she sleeps always makes me smile. Turning to the other side, Emily has started to drool on her pillow. Adjusting my arm slightly, I manage to get my hand into a more comfortable position on her hip. In response, Emily rubs up against me again. If she's not careful, this will turn into a wet dream. God it's cute how easily she finishes."Hey," Amber says softly, her fingers interlock with mine. Turning back, she's looking at me with a sleepy but expectant look. "You wanna..." She raises her eye brows suggestively."We can't," I lean down to kiss her forehead, "Emily is sleeping." Amber isn't listening though, she's too busy trying to manipulate my hand between her legs. The bed jostles side to side as she shimmy's her shorts off. I can feel her heart beating rapidly against my arm."You were gone for forever, and I'm backed up," Amber says biting her lip, "Please?""I was gone for a couple days," I say with a sigh, "You really got that bored?" Amber looks at me with her puppy dog eyes. I can feel myself starting to break. But we can't, it's one thing to be woken up by someone trying to have sex with you with previous consent given, it's a whole other beast when it is waking up next to people having sex."Please?!" She asks in a urgent hushed whisper, "I need your big cock to fill my fat-""What are you two talking about?" Emily says, woken by Amber's dirty talk. Hopefully she's too tired to recognize it as human speech yet."Nothing," I kiss the top of her head, "Go back to-""I want to fuck, but your sleepy ass is cock blocking me," Amber complains, "Wake up!" Crawling on top of me, she starts jostling Emily to wake her up. I'm unable to stop her as she lays across me. Emily giggles as Amber abandons the jostle technique in favor of tickling."Okay, okay!" She squeals, "I'm up!" Emily brought a small bit of clothes over for weekend sleep overs, I should have known her idea of pajamas would be a long grey cotton dress tight enough you could see her hip bones. Very regal compared to me topless and wearing sweat pants that are six years old, and even more regal than Amber's tank top and bright pink pajama shorts.Amber moves from pinning me to straddling my hips. Her bare ass presses against my erection. "Sorry Emily," I say."Oh, I'm used to it," she says, leaning into Amber to give her a sleepy "Good morning" kiss. Amber reaches for Emily's neck, cupping it gently, then lets the hand fall, tracing down her sternum, then her stomach, then gripping Emily's member softly.I grip Amber by the waist and pause to appreciate the squish of her flesh under my grasp. Amber moans into Emily's mouth as I grind against her. "Fuck," Amber sighs, "Would you two fuck me already?" Emily looks at me eagerly. It's my first time sharing a partner.Sitting up in bed, I guide Amber to lay back. Emily hikes her dress up to reveal her member. It bounces excitedly as she moves to insert it into Amber's mouth. I'm suddenly hit with a wave of nostalgia, remembering the first time I took Emily's perfect dick into my mouth."Oh fuck," Emily moans, she closes her eyes tightly and tries to concentrate. I don't want her to concentrate though, I want her to feel ecstatic. I lower the waistband of my sweats and slide into Amber, her body jiggles as I thrust into her. The mixture of her moaning from my dick and sucking on Emily sounds incredible. Leaning forward, I grab Emily by the back of the neck and press our lips together. She tenses up even more."You're doing good," I say, pressing my forehead to hers, "All you have to do is move your hips slowly, enjoy the feeling of her tongue on your dick." Emily nods along, slowing her movements, sighing and moaning as Amber continues to work her. All the while she maintains eye contact with me."I don't think- Ahn!" Emily shuts her eyes and freezes, she wants to hold it in so desperately. Amber says something along the lines of "Give it to me!" but she's muffled by Emily."Don't hold it in, give her everything you've got," I command, Emily nods but still she resists. Moving from her neck to her chest, I rub her breasts through her dress. She flinches at first, but as I move more tenderly around her nipples her breathing becomes erratic."Oh my god, Ellie," she moans, her hips unfreeze and begin to gyrate against Amber's mouth, "Oh fuck, Amber, I'm going to cum, I'm-" I can practically hear Emily's cum splash on the back of Amber's throat. I cup Emily's tired face and kiss her until her body stops gyrating. "Holy shit," Emily sighs, her panting slowing down to a normal rate, "That was... fuck..."Amber giggles, Emily still in her mouth."Oh right," Emily says, unstraddling Amber's face. Amber doesn't appear the least bit bothered by it. "Why don't I get started on breakfast?" Emily offers, leaning down to kiss Amber and then me. Once she is out of the bedroom, I turn my focus to Amber. Flipping her onto her stomach, I loop my arm around her neck to hold her in a head lock."Oh fuck," she says, her insides squeeze me tightly. It doesn't take long until her excited moans turn into worried warnings. "Holy shit, Ellie, you're so good," she clutches at my arm to get something to hold onto, "I'm so close, I'm so close I'm gonna-""No," I whisper harshly into her ear, "You're going to be a good girl and hold it until I say." Giving her a challenge like this, one I know she can't accomplish, is cruel on my part. But it's fun how she squirms trying to direct the energy building up inside of her to anywhere else in her body. Her legs kick, her tongue lolls out of her mouth, her hands grip and pull at the bed sheets. Meanwhile I take my time enjoying her pussy as it trembles on the verge of orgasm."Ellie, please," she begs, "I can't- can't- ca-""Cum for me," I command. Her body convulses, her moans turn to squeals of excitement. I know she's playing it up for me, but I don't mind.As her body relaxes, save for a tremble as an aftershock rumbles through her, she kisses at my forearm as I release her. "I missed you," she sighs, "I missed you so much.""I missed you too," I whisper in her ear.She looks up at me like a puppy that can't believe it is being adopted. As she closes her eyes and enters a blissful state of rest, she says, "I want to fuck Emily's ass." Leaning down, I kiss her cheek and let her rest. We hadn't discussed anything like that with Emily yet. While Amber hasn't said it was off the table, she hasn't declared that she desperately needs me to fuck her ass either.I'm tempted to use Amber while she sleeps to finish, but it might be awkward for Emily to find us doing. As I put on my cardigan and fix my sweatpants, I leave Amber to rest quietly. "You two sure have a cadence with each other," Emily teases from the kitchen. Amber is notoriously loud, I'm sure Emily heard everything."Sorry about that," I wrap my arms around Emily's waist and pull back her robe to expose more of her shoulder, "Hey, can I ask you something? One trans woman to another?" The bacon and eggs sizzle in the cast iron pan with anticipation.Emily pulls her robe back onto her shoulder and smiles at me, "Not while I'm cooking," she chastises, "But yes, what is the question.""Have you ever done, like," why is this suddenly so awkward? "Butt stuff?"Emily doesn't hesitate to laugh at my awkwardness, what happened to the shy girl that cowered behind me when meeting new people? What did Amber do to her while I was away? "Sorry," she covers her smile with her hand, "I just- I don't mean to laugh at you but people call it anal.""That felt indelicate for breakfast time discussions," I kiss her neck in retaliation."I have," she says after a moment of giggling at me, "You won't fit.""Oh that's not why I was asking," the thought of spreading Emily's butt cheeks, pouring warmed lube onto her hole, and sliding my cock inside her rectum is suddenly all I can picture, "Amber brought up something and I haven't had that experience yet.""Oh?" Emily looks at me interested. Was this something they had already discussed?"It's nothing, we should let her bring it up," I say, dissuading her worries and questions. Walking to the other side of the bar that separates the kitchen from the living space, I sit at one of the stools and watch Emily cook. Until I can't take it anymore and I have to blurt out, "What do you mean I won't fit?""Ellie, you're... gifted," Emily starts portioning out eggs and bacon for us onto paper plates, "If you put all that in me now, I'd get hurt.""Oh," why do I suddenly feel depressed? I didn't actually want to do it. It was Amber's idea. Emily joins me, sitting on the stool next to me. I enjoy my breakfast while Emily plays footsie with me."Is that something you want to try?" Emily asks."I mean," I shrug, "I don't know, I've never done it before and I don't know if Amber has. So I..."Emily giggles, "You okay?"I can feel my face turning red, "Ugh, can we drop it?""No!" Emily pinches my shoulder, "We can't drop things because you start to feel awkward!"That's fair."Do you want to give anal a try?" She asks me again point blank. This new, demanding, unapologetic version of Emily is hot."Yeah," I say."Okay," she continues eating her eggs."Thats all?" I ask."For now," she leans into me and kisses my cheek, "There's preparations that need to be made." I move my eggs around with my fork, what preparations?Emily leaves the dishes with me and returns to bed with Amber. She missed out on a great breakfast. After sorting the dishwasher, I sit down at my computer and figure I'll spend time working on the latest cozy game to hit the video game meta. It's pretty derivative of last year's hit cozy game, but with better graphics. I think it lacks charm because of it, but it is clear I'm in the minority.Over the games music, I can hear Emily and Amber talking. Nothing more than the sound of murmurs from the bedroom, but it is safe to assume they are planning something. My head is foggy with ideas of butts and I can't focus on my game at all. Why do I let these girls do this to me?After a couple hours, Emily sneaks up behind me and removes my headphones. "Hey, I'm about to head out," she smiles as she says this. I smile back, pause my game, and help make sure she has everything. Amber is pouting by the door."Are you sure you have to leave?" Amber asks. She's looks desperate to get Emily to stay a couple more days. If she's going to justify keeping her apartment, she has to go to her job and get her hours. That isn't stopping Amber from draping herself over Emily's lithe body."Yes," Emily giggles at the attention, "Besides, I have preparations to make. Right, Ellie?" She winks at me as if I have anything to do with this."Oh right, don't leave me out on that, okay?" Amber kisses Emily on the cheek and releases her."Goodbye, gorgeous," Emily says as she rises to the tips of her toes to kiss me."I don't like that you two are ganging up on me," I say, kissing her soft lips."We're not ganging up on you," Amber says, feigning offense."Yeah, we're doing it for you!" Emily leans down to kiss Amber then heads out the door."For me?" I ask Amber.She shrugs, "Wouldn't you like to know?"Amber was underselling how swanky this place is. As celebration for our 6 month anniversary, she said she wanted to treat me to dinner. It was the usual "But you always do things for me, please, let me do something for you for a change!" argument that always gets me to cave. I don't understand why she picked a restaurant attached to a hotel, but it had great reviews online. Having their menu on their website is another big plus.I wore my best outfit, a white button up opened to reveal my sternum, black pants, and my funeral loafers. Amber's large curly hair is in a cute half-up half-down type look. Her shoes are cute pumps in a "close enough" shade of green. The dress she picked out is a deep emerald green. With its bodycon style cut, the form fitting curves are drawing a lot of eyes.Not nearly as many as Emily, though.She looks like steam could come bursting out of her head. When I heard she was coming, I never thought she would come wearing a deep red cocktail dress. Paired with the black stiletto heels, she looks like a different person. "I think I'm going to be sick," she whispers into my shoulder as we wait for our table to be ready. She's clutching my arm tightly. Even though we're seated, she looks like she could keel over."Oh can it," Amber says, checking out her make up for the tenth time, "You look uber hot right now!"Emily sighs, "That isn't helping!" I push her drooping frames back up her nose."Would sitting at the bar help?" I ask. She looks at the mostly empty bar, then at the other people in line to get check on their reservation."Yeah, let's do that," she says.I let the hostess know which party we are and where we're going. Amber walks Emily to the bathroom to "powder their noses", but I think she's giving a patented Amber Reid TM pep talk."What can I get you..." the bartender saw my outfit and not the fantastic make up Amber put on, "mmmmmma'am? Gah, I blew that one, huh?""Can I get a Shirley temple?" I ask, appreciating the recovery. I find self deprecation makes the dysphoria less painful."Sure thing," he fixes up the drink quickly at the station in front of me, drops a couple cherries in, puts the glass on a branded napkin and slides it to me, "On the house, let me know if you need anything else." He was smart to drop the honorifics this time. Growing up in the south, I know how uncomfortable it can be to not call someone "sir" or "ma'am", but it's safer to call them "valued customer"."Oooo, I love Shirley temple," Emily coos as she sits at the stool next to me. Amber waves down the bartender and orders an extra temple for Emily and investigates the wine menu for herself."Feeling better?" I ask, Emily's grip on my arm is looser. She nods, but sips on my drink carefully. I'm sure a flood of bubbles in her stomach would signal disaster.She nods, pushing her glasses up her nose again.Amber returns with a glass of something with a slight pink hue and a fresh Shirley temple for me. "Here you go babes," Amber says setting the drink down in front of me. As she loops her arm through mine, I wonder what I did to deserve such fantastic arm candy. I'm sure the people who are waiting in line are wondering the same thing.We spend the next while talking. Learning more about the book Emily is currently trying to restore. Letting me gripe about the rude clients I have to deal with and the knucklehead interns. Amber politely listens. I wonder if she wishes she had a job, or is she fulfilled in life?The hostess appears to break me out of this troublesome thought, guiding us to our table, a small booth in the back corner. The chandelier hanging over us casts more shadow than it does light up the area. Again, I'm flanked on either side by them. We get a couple onlookers, but it's clear that they're focused on Amber and Emily."Alright, ladies, how are we doing tonight?" The waitress says, as if starting her tight 5 routine. Amber takes charge ordering appetizers and handling the routine banalities of restaurant service."It's my treat, so don't take any money from them, okay?" Amber says with her winning smile."Yes, ma'am, their money is no good here," the waitress says, dashing off to put in our order."How did you get the money to pay for all of this?" I ask. The prices here aren't absurd, but it would take careful budgeting for me to afford this restaurant. Amber winks at me, which makes me think she has set up a way to solicit content from her."Oh," Emily puts the menu down, "I forgot to ch-" her eyes dart to me, "Uh, do the thing."Amber looks confused, as if trying to interpret a language she's never heard before. "Okay... Oh, okay, well, whatever, we don't need to do that now, we can do it later," Amber says, carefully dancing around revealing what the thing is."Sure, but that wouldn't be as seamless as if I did it now," Emily says, Amber thinks on it and nods. Emily is gone in a flash."What was-" I start to ask, but get distracted as Amber's leg rubs against my calf. She's looking at me fondly."Would you quit worrying about that and let us treat you?" She demands."Sorry," I take her hand in mine, "I just like to know what is going on.""I'll let you know when the time is right," she says, sticking her tongue out. The waitress returns with our appetizer and offers to freshen up our drinks while we "wait on our friend to return." Amber's choice in appetizers was spot on, the thought of artisanal mozzarella sticks put me on edge. They are usually a dish best served in a dingy 24 hour diner on the side of a highway, but it is clear the kitchen put a lot of thought and effort into their creation."Aren't these to die for?" Amber squeals, dunking her stick into the tiny cup of marinara sauce, "People were raving about them in the reviews, I didn't think they would be this good!"A couple people at the table next to us give a dirty look, Amber is making too much noise for this upper crust crowd. Thankfully, she doesn't notice stuff like that. When Emily returns, Amber gives her a quizzical look."Did you not get it after all?" She asks."I got it," Emily replies, "They can put it on your phone nowadays. You gotta step into the future babes."Amber shrugs, her interactions with technology are limited to streaming services and my phone. My suggestion that she get a simple phone, like the old candy bar style, was barely heard until I mentioned I would be going away on that conference. We managed to spend every moment together until that point, that would make getting a phone sound like a bad purchase.Suffice to say, the phone we got for staying in touch while I'm away is safely on charge at home on her bedside table."What if we got separated?" Emily asks, "How would we find you?"Amber shrugs, "I'd go back to the apartment and wait for y'all to give up searching.""That's-" Emily sighs, there are intricacies to Amber's thinking that aren't worth exploring much deeper. It's best to let her keep doing her, save that energy for something more productive.The rest of the dinner goes smoothly, orders came out wonderful, and the waitress was perfect about giving us space to exist and not bother us every five minutes. When it came time to pay, Amber wouldn't let me see the total."I already told you it was my treat, so why do you want to know?" She accused. That's fair.With the bill paid, we leave and head back to the car to-"Uhm, hello?" Amber calls for me.I suddenly realize that I'm alone in heading for the entrance. Turning around Emily and Amber are on their way to the elevators for the hotel. "We're going this way, you coming?" She asks.Stepping into the elevator, Emily bumps her phone against the RFID reader. The elevator starts to climb, the numbers keep rising in value. This is too much. They spent way too much money on me."Hey," Amber says quietly to me, her arms wrapping around me holding me in a tight embrace, "You're worth every penny." How can she read my mind like that? Is there something she isn't telling me? Amber, if you can read my mind, you have to tell me or else it's entrapment."I know you're trying to keep a mental tally of how much tonight cost, and you're probably freaking right now. But you're worth it, please let it go for now," she says with a smile. I let my body rest against her. I feel tiny in her arms, it's reassuring. The elevator dings, I think this is the first time I've ever been in the double digits of a hotel before.Emily guides us to the surprise room, a suite with double door entrance. "Emily..." I murmur, then let go of the concerns I'm holding onto. I'm worth it, they wouldn't do it if I wasn't worth it."We need to go freshen up," Emily says, kissing my cheek and taking Amber by the hand into the bathroom. I sit down on the giant king sized bed. It's softer than-"I'm a little nervous," I overhear Emily say to Amber."You shouldn't be," Amber says back, "As long as you weren't lying about what you practiced with, I know you can handle Ellie."Emily chuckles, "Yeah, but this wasn't easy either.""I know you're going to do great," Amber says, the sound of a soft kiss can barely be heard."Would you mind going first?" Emily asks."No way," Amber says."But-" Emily tries to object."Girl, what if I pass out?" Pass out? "Then you wouldn't have any moral support when it's your turn. You can't back out now.""We could, there's still-" Emily says, then sighs in frustration, "No, you're right. How do I look?""Stop worrying, Ellie is going to be rock hard when she sees you like this," Amber says. I can hear her eager smile. The door to the bathroom swings open to reveal Amber leading an anxious Emily by the hand. Both shedding their dresses in favor of joining me in the nude. All they have in hand is an unmarked bottle."What is all this?" I ask, starting to undo the rest of my shirt."No, don't take that off yet!" Amber says, "We want to show our appreciation, from this point forward, we'll be taking care of everything!"Emily nods confidently, even if her trembling hands betray her. "Th-that's right," she gulps, and kneels in front of me. Amber quickly joins her, setting the bottle down on the bedside table. Before I can react, they have undone my pants and yanked my underwear down to reveal me. I let out a sigh as they kiss and lick at my member together.The worries Emily had begin to slowly fade as she takes more and more control. Sucking softly on the tip, I lean back on my elbows and watch as Amber grabs the bottle. Emily carefully takes more of my member into her mouth, moaning softly as she does. Amber is clearly playing with Emily, but I don't know what the bottle has to-"Wait, what is happening?" I ask as Emily releases me, then spits a glob of drool onto my member."You said you wanted to try anal, right?" Emily reminds me. Climbing onto the bed, lays on top of me and kisses me with a deep passion. That's right, but we talked about that weeks ago."Ready?" Amber asks, her hand around my dick. Emily nods, lifting her hips and slowly lowering them onto-"Okay, haaaaa" she sighs, "Now, slowly..." Her eyes are closed, looks of a peaceful nirvana flash across her face each time she lowers her hips another centimeter. "Oh fuck," she whispers, "God, why are you so fucking huge?"I watch Amber's hands grab hold of Emily's waist, "Don't worry," she says, "I've got you." I feel like I should be taking a larger role in this, but I'm entranced by the slight movements of Emily's hips."Ahn!" She moans, "I can't- I need to-" She breathes in deeply and slowly rests all her weight onto my lap. Her butt cheeks resting on my thighs. Her face a confusing mixture of pleasure and dumbstruck. Pre-cum drips from her erect member onto my stomach. "Oh fuck me," she whispers, "I can- I can feel you in my stomach..." Amber immediately moves her hand to Emily's abdomen, checking for a bump that can't physically be there. Even with Emily's slender form, I'm not as magnificent as to rearrange her anatomy like that."God you're so lucky," Amber whispers into Emily's ear, kissing her gently. Emily sighs as the stimulation comes close to overwhelming her."Hehe, yeah, oh-" she sits up a little straighter as I accidentally flex inside of her, "Can we- Uhm, move more onto the bed? I think I'm going to need help moving after all." I oblige, carefully guiding Emily further onto the bed. Amber stays behind her the whole time, supporting our mutual partner as she tries not to moan."How's that?" I ask, placing a hand on her hip.Emily nods, "Much better, I think I can-" I gasp as she raises her hips. I start to get overwhelmed by the experience, her excited breathing, her fluttering eyelids, the shape of her hip bone in my hands. Amber sits behind her, kissing at her neck, gently caressing her body, whispering to her."You're doing so good," Amber says, "you're both so fucking hot." Emily moves her hips faster, her soft sighs growing more frantic with each pump."I don't know if- I can't hold-" Emily complains, her erection twitches furiously. As she comes to rest on my lap, my dick reaching deep inside her, white milky fluid spurts out of her tiny cock. With each flex of her cock, she gasps as she releases more onto my stomach. Her face is coiled in pleasure as Amber gropes at her chest, her anus squeezes with each release of cum."I didn't know you could produce that much!" Amber teases. Emily is too busy focused on catching her breath. Her cock grows limp, a sticky web of cum connects it to me."I'm sorry," Emily covers her face as she realizes the mess she made, "I-I-" Her stammering is so cute, I flex inside her again. "Hey," she moans accusingly, "you did that on purpose!""I'm sorry, you're just so-" I sit up on the bed, Emily moans into her hand as I shift inside of her, "You're so cute Emily."Amber nibbles on Emily's ear lobe, "I told you it would go great.""Oh wait, Amber?" Emily asks, turning to face her, "Did you want to-" Amber silences her with a kiss."I don't think Ellie's is done with you yet," she says in a sultry whisper. She's right. My hands are still gripping Emily's hip tightly. Emily's eyes dash between Amber and I, wondering if we're joking.Amber applies a generous dollop of lubrication to my member as Emily rises to reveal it. I slowly guide Emily to sit back down, her face captures the immense pleasure she feels perfectly. "Oh... fuck me," she sighs.The first time she was focused on not getting hurt. Now that it isn't a brand new experience for us, she's beginning to move much more comfortably. Amber takes the opportunity to move beside me, drawing my attention away from Emily and bringing it back to her lips. Her perfect wonderful full lips. I can feel my excitement grow inside of Emily with each kiss."No fair," Emily says, leaning into our intimate moment, "I'm the one doing all the hard- mph!" Amber steals a kiss from Emily, their tongues playing in front of me. The look of absolute concentration and utter bliss on their faces plays out right in front of me. "I'm going to-" I say a moment too late, failing to warn my partner as I fill her with cum. Emily moans into Amber's mouth as a new warmth fills her. She rests all her weight on me as I clutch her tightly in my arms."Hoooo, that was..." Emily sighs softly, "More fun than I remember." Turning onto her back, she lays next to me and kisses my shoulder."Okay, now it's my turn," Amber says, pulling my shirt open and removing it, "First, let's get you cleaned up." As I help her fumble with my pants, I try to engrave this moment somewhere in my mind. This happiness, this excitement, the energy that transferred between us, and the elated feeling in my chest as Amber pulls me into the bathroom. On the counter, a pair of large butt plugs rest."What's this?" I ask.Amber giggles noticing the pair, turns on the shower, then says, "That was preparation for you."I didn't think I was that intimidating. Amber doesn't let me focus on it, pulling me into the shower. Cleaning only took a moment, the rest of it was spent like we usually do in the shower. "Fuck, Ellie," Amber moans as I slide into her fat pussy, "How can you keep going?"I put my hand between her thighs and begin to massage her clit. Overwhelmed with the sound of her moans echoing in the comparatively small bathroom, I hold her neck in my hand. "I love you so fucking much," I grunt into her ear as I take her from behind."I love you too, I- Oh!" Amber gasps as I grip her by the hips I thrust into her, pressing her against the tile wall. Pulling her hips to me, I want to be as deep inside her as I can. I want to fill her womb with- "Wait," Amber begs, "I want to try butt stuff too!" Removing myself from her, I turn her around and hold her in a tight embrace. My member rests between her thighs. She's panting loudly."You okay?" I ask, "I was the one doing all the work.""Fuck you," she laughs, "let's finish this on the bed." I nod, turning off the shower, I lead her back to the bed. Emily sits up as she sees we've returned and extends her arms out to accept Amber. The two kiss and play with each other as I watch."Well?" Emily asks as Amber kisses at her neck.I grab Amber by the hips and pull her to the edge of the bed. Spreading her butt cheeks, I place myself between them and rub softly. Amber grips the bed sheet as I continue to tease her, a soft sigh as Emily pours a small amount of lubricant onto my member."Are you ready?" I ask.Amber looks over her shoulder at me and nods excitedly.