It was November of 2013, Vancouver standing placid and shocked, the thrumming chaos of urbanity almost domesticated by the uncharacteristic cold. For me, a trembling sliver of an 18 year old who’d never seen so much as a flurry of snow in her Californian life, the cold was a novelty that quickly became hell. I’d only been on hormones for about a year at the time, but my hitherto suppressed sexuality was burgeoning and insisting itself into my head during every waking moment.
I spent most of my time laying in bed in that 100 square foot prison cell I called a dorm room, and a deadly brew of cabin fever and feminine libido was stirring. I found myself shivering down to my core whenever I tried to venture outside, and I only really left when my minimal diet left me in need of groceries. Dating apps hadn’t really caught on yet, and though I was 5’7 and pretty and had been stealth since before hrt, dating was a too dangerous a world for someone like me. I was still decidedly a virgin, despite the best efforts of my highschool classmates who didn’t know I had a dick, and firmly intended to stay that way unless the opportunity knocked. That night, the first thanksgiving I’d spent away from my parenthetically supportive family, it did. Gently, and in a playful little pattern, like my dorm was a clubhouse with a secret passcode or something. I opened the door to an immense tower of leather and ripped jeans, and stumbled back in surprise at the sheer size of the man before me. For there could be no doubt of his sex, his large yet gentle hands extended in a greeting that was friendly, yet decidedly Meant Business.
“Hey, you’re my new neighbor right? I’m Lin, it’s good to finally meet ya.” He said in a gruff yet friendly accent that I couldn’t quite parse out as Vietnamese yet.
“U-um.. yeah. Anya.” I somehow quivered the words out, still in shock at the sight of another person this close, especially one this imposing.
“Sorry, did I startle ya? I tend to have that impression on people.” He said wistfully, gesturing politely if he could come in.
“Nonononono it’s totally fine, I just…. um…. haven’t really been this close to anyone in a while.” I widened the door and moved aside so he could enter.
“I totally get it, the weather here is fucking insane. I’d normally go to the gym, but I can’t find any places within walking distance.” The stilted small talk continued for a few minutes as I got more comfortable with being around another person, especially a man, and he eventually got around to his reason for his impromptu visit. “OH I’m so sorry, I forgot why I even came here in the first place. I was gonna offer to eat dinner together, it being Turkey Day for you Americans and all.”
“How did you even know im-“
“That was the rumor around the dorm, that there was some American guy coming to invade the building. I didn’t expect that “he” would be a girl as beautiful as you” He winked at me, and I almost lost it. I blushed and moved my legs closer together, staring down at the floor. I started thinking about the way his shoulders connected to his neck, how big his arms were, how easy it would be for him to pin me down so I couldn’t help-
“Hellooo? Earth to Anya? Sorry, did I creep ya out? Promise I’m not a stalker or anything.” He smiled a bit as I stared blankly.
“FUCK s-sorry I just spaced out for a bit there haha, it happens sometimes.” I shrugged nervously.
“It was kinda cute actually, ya looked like you were deep in thought. Anything important?”
“Nononono not important at all, just spacing out haha!! You mentioned dinner?”
“Yeah, thought it’d be nice to get to know the new neighbor and all. Especially when she’s as cute as you.” He smiled again, and I just stared, blushing hard. Why was this having such an effect on me, I thought. Highschool boys would do shit like this all the time, and I would just shrug it off. Why the FUCK am I getting butterflies for this dude I met like an hour ago???
“Okok, dinner, yes yeah totally sounds cool. I don’t really have much food around, but…”
“That’s totally ok!! I came prepared.” He said that last part in a mock-serious soldier voice, and I let out a little giggle at his corny joke. Why did I just giggle. what the fuck?
I picked at my food, pretending to eat so he wouldn’t take it as an insult to his cooking. “not hungry, huh? that’s ok, I don’t want you to force yourself.” He rested his hand on top of mine
“Hey, you ok? You seem super out of it.” he asked with a concerned glance
“y-yeah I’m fine, I just haven’t… I…”
“That’s fine. I’m right next door if you ever need me ok?”
“Yeah.. thanks, Lin.”
“No problem, Anya” he mimicked the way I said his name.
“actually… do you mind staying here a little longer? Not in that way or anything don’t take that the wrong way I just-“
“Hey, chill, ok? I get it.”
“I’ve just been… I just get scared when I’m alone. This city is weird, my room is cold, I’m on the first floor too!! What if some creep just unlocked my window and-
He tightened his grip on my hand.
“You’re safe, Anya. I’ll stay here as long as you need me.”
“t-thank you. Sorry I didn’t eat much, it looks really good.”
“Don’t worry about it. You wanna go watch a movie or something?”
We both sat on my bed, the dinky little 20 inch tv I had set up in front of it hooked up to my laptop. I scrolled through the .mkvs I had downloaded, and we both agreed on some J-Horror movie. I usually had a pretty high tolerance for scary shit, but I kept jumping at the admittedly cheap jumpscsares, and ended up clinging to his arm a bit without realizing it. He moved me off of him, instead wrapping it around my shoulder and pulling me closer to him. It felt incredible to be that close to someone, and I could feel his warmth and his breathing against my ear. Eventually the movie winded down, and he got up and grabbed his coat, but I somehow worked up the courage and stopped him.
“Hey… could you maybe… sleep here tonight? not like together or anything I have an extra cot-“ He smiled, and wordlessly put his stuff down.
With the cot set up and my nightly tea made, I was feeling a lot safer than usual with him around.
“I’ll take the cot!! I don’t wanna make you the uncomfortable one when I’m forcing you to stay-“
“Sorry, but chivalry tells me I can’t allow that.”
“you can’t force me, y’know. I want you to be comfortable!!”
He responded by literally picking me up and placing me gently down on my unmade bed. “I totally can actually. I’ll let you know if I’m uncomfortable. I swear.” he said with a chuckle. I nodded blankly, my head fuzzy from the feeling of being carried, how strong he must’ve been to do that, how firmly he held me…
About an hour later, I was shivering and wide-awake, staring at the vague outline of Lin’s sleeping body, trying not to let my chattering wake him up. He looked like a knight or something, laying down his armor for a long-deserved rest. I thought about how perfectly the thin fluorescent light creeping in from my closed curtains contoured his muscular silhouette. He suddenly stirred, and got up so he was sitting upright on the cot.
“Psst. Anya. You ok?”
“Y-yeah. Just cold. C-could you…” Without a word, he gently moved like a shadow toward my bed, and slid under the covers. I was sleeping in an oversized t shirt and lace panties, and I felt my bare legs tangle with his as he slipped an arm under me, and held me so my face was buried in his chest. I immediately felt a warmth creep up from my core, like butterflies mixed with the feeling of expensive brandy sliding down your throat. Our breaths syncopated, mine labored and trembling. I couldn’t tell if it was from the cold or something else. I felt the warmth creep up around my eyes, and I just started sobbing, weeks of loneliness just flowing out of me into the chest of some guy I barely even knew. He just held me even closer, and whispered to me.
“You’re safe. I promise. I’m here, I won’t let anything hurt you.”
“You’re making it worse you asshole!!” I somehow giggled out through the tears.
“my sincere apologies, your highness.”
“I refuse to be made fun of while I’m crying, fuck you!!”
We both started laughing, my tears of pain ceding into tears of joy. I turned around to face away from him (I could barely breathe), and we both settled down a bit into the slow rhythm of falling asleep. His breathing never steadied, though, and he seemed almost agitated by something.
“I’m sorry, I just haven’t been this close to a girl in a while.” he breathily apologized, murmuring his words in a weird shaky cadence. I could feel the warmth of his breath on my ear sending goosebumps down my neck as he spoke.
“It’s ok. I haven’t been th-this close to a man in a while either.” I responded so mousily, I wondered if he could even hear me.
I brushed my hand against his, and held it there, squeezing it. He reciprocated the gesture by tightening his arms around me. Without thinking, I slowly guided the hand I now held toward my breast, and closed it. My breaths got shakier, and little moans started to escape my mouth as I felt the roughness of his calloused hands through the thin cotton of my shirt.
“Anya, are you ok?”
“T-touch me. Please…”
He gently squeezed my breast, making me gasp air out of my lungs in a weird shaking breath. “Are you sure?” “P-please. I need your hands all over me, god Lin please I need you I want you to touch me everywhere please-” I trembled out the words without even thinking, my shyness somehow overcome by my need for him. His other hand was almost touching my lips, and I slowly began kissing the tips of his fingers.
“Are you sure you can consent right now? you seem kinda-“
“Yes, you fucking idiot!! I’m just dizzy because of-“ I took the tip of his middle finger into my mouth
“-you!”
My brain just took over, and without any regard for the consequences, I started sucking on his middle and pointer fingers, taking them as deep as they would go into my mouth. It felt weird—I hit my gag reflex a few times at first—but somehow right in a way I couldn’t quite explain. He began kneading my breast through my shirt, all the while kissing and biting my ear. A weird erotic fuzz overtook my brain and better judgment, rendering me trembling and breathless in his arms. He slowly slid his fingers down my midriff and over my hipbone, and forcefully grabbed my ass. I let out a little yelp, and his fingers fell out of my mouth.
“Are you okay?”
“Y-yes. I need you Lin…”
At that, he dragged the fingers that were in my mouth down my chin, then my neck, then my chest, and slid them between my legs, resting them just above my dick. There it was. The Catch. I somehow totally forgot that this would be a thing. I was fucking dead.
“W-wait don’t touch me there, I forgot to tell you I’m so sorry please don’t-“
He responded by moving his fingers down, and wrapping them around me.
“Hey. Anya. It’s ok. I knew. I saw you take your pills earlier. My sister’s trans too, and I’m not an idiot you know. I know what ESTRADIOL VALERATE in big block letters on your wall might imply about you.”
I totally forgot, I literally had the usage manual for my injections up on my wall. I was so stupid, what the fuck how could I do this he’s probably gonna-
My breathing started to become panicked, and he moved both his hands away to hold my face, lowered his head, and pressed his lips against mine. I had only been kissed once, by some cis lesbian at a party, and I had hated it. She tasted like cheap vodka and SoCal prestige, and hadn’t even asked me first. But this was different. Lin was gentle, yet firm and confident, and his lips felt so unbearably soft against mine that I choked out a moan into his mouth.
“It’s ok, Anya. We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to, but I have no reservations about this. seriously. Let me know if you want us to stop, ok?”
I nervously nodded, and he suddenly grabbed both my wrists, pinning me to the mattress. I tried to move, and felt myself completely helpless against his immense strength. He kissed my neck, biting at my collarbone and working his way down toward my chest. I let out a soft moan, and began to squrim when he got close to my breasts. He lifted my shirt up so it hung just above them, and began to kiss and bite and lick his way around my nipples, being careful never to make direct contact.
“A-are you fucking teasing me??”
He just shushed me and continued, and I moved around so much when I felt his breath against me that he put his hands back on my wrists to keep me in place. He finally let the surface of his tongue gently touch my exposed nipple, to which I let out a weird wailing sound. I hadn’t been touched there by another person, ever. Spiro, along with growth, made my nipples insanely sensitive to the point of occasional pain. He began to suck on my left breast, and my breathing became hungered gasps as my legs and torso struggled under his firm grip. my legs scrambled up as if to escape him, but he didn’t stop biting and tonguing and kissing at my nipple, holding me in place as I fell to pieces for him.
“you’re so cute when you squirm, Anya.” he breathed into my ear as he slowly slid down my panties so they rested at my ankles.
“P-please touch me, I need it, I need you…”
He just shushed me again, pressing his finger to my lips, and slid my shirt over my head with his other hand. I felt so vulnerable in that moment, completely at his mercy. He could just pin me down and use me if he really wanted to. I’m not sure I would’ve minded. Instead, he kissed my lips again, a gesture i hungrily reciprocated. feeling his tongue in my mouth was enough to make me tremble again, and he moved his hands back to my wrists to hold me down.
“I want to kiss you all over, Anya. You’re so beautiful…” He punctuated his words with slowly descending kisses, first my neck, then between my breasts
“I want to make you mine.” As he said this, he moved his right hand from my wrist so it rested between my legs, then began to squeeze and knead at my soft dick, making me choke out a hungered scream of pleasure. He slowed down when he realized his effect on me, instead tracing his fingers around my thighs and around my dick, only brushing his fingers against my tip and relishing the way it made me shiver. He put my wrists together and held them both down with one hand as he felt me, keeping me from straying too far from his touch. He moved his right up to rest against my lips, and wet his middle and index fingers with my saliva, moving them back down between my thighs, this time further back to rest at the entrance of my ass. He kissed me, and slid one finger inside me to the knuckle. I gasped into his mouth, and he responded by pushing it further in until the entire length of his ring finger rested inside me.
“Are you okay?”
I nodded, and he curled his finger upward, making me let out a labored moan.
“Then I won’t hesitate anymore.”
He pushed another finger in me, and began slowly moving them in and out, curling them upward with each inward push.
“God you’re so tight Anya, I can’t believe you’re not a virgin”
Before I could respond, he pushed both fingers as deep as they could go inside me, and continued murmuring in my ear
“Or are you? You have no idea how good your tight asshole feels wrapped around me, you dirty little slut. Do you want me to use you like the fucktoy you are?”
I nodded with my eyes closed and head tilted up in pleasure, and he suddenly flipped me over on my front, burying my face in my pillow with one hand.
“You’re so cute like this, you know that? Desperate for me to use you, to fill you, to make you mine.” He whispered into my ear, before kissing down my back, and spreading my ass with both hands. He circled my hole with his tongue, teasing me and making me buck my hips fruitlessly into the mattress every time he got close. Eventually, he gave in and slid his tongue into my asshole, and I froze up. Feeling him inside me, knowing he could feel how tight I was, knowing he could taste every inch of me, knowing I was about to be filled with him, was too much.
“You want more, Anya? Ask nicely.” he growled
“P-please Lin I’ll do anything please fuck me please I need you to fill me I want you to stretch me, I want you to stretch me and fill my tight asshole with your-“
“Ok, I’m convinced Anya jeez. You’re really desperate for me huh?”
“M-maybe.” I exclaimed through trembling lips
He flipped me back over, so i was laying on my back with my legs splayed in front of me.
“Do you need it?” He murmured
I nodded wordlessly.
He got up. He was already sleeping shirtless, so I could make out the contours of his chest in the moonlight. He looked like he’d been chiseled out of marble by some canonical sculptor you study in middle school history class, and laugh when you see their nude figures in a museum. He slid down his boxers, and his dick eagerly escaped them. He took a tin of something out of his bag, and slid the substance up and down the length of his dick. I crept over to where he stood above the bed, and without hesitation kissed the tip. It looked much too big to fit between my lips, much less in my ass, but I tried my best, remembering to cover my teeth with my lips. A trick I’d been taught by my childhood best friend, actually. I licked around the head, and the taste intoxicated me. I needed all of it in my mouth, I needed him to fuck my throat. But he didn’t move, instead watching me play with it like a child with a new toy. I began to slowly slide its length into my mouth, first the tip, then the first part of the shaft. It was immediately too much, and I quickly popped it out of my mouth.
“there’ll be time enough for that later. Right now, I want to make you mine.”
He moved back onto the bed, propping himself up on arms that once again held down my wrists.
“Are you sure you’re ok Anya?” he whispered gently
“Yes. Just so you know, about that thing earlier… I’ve… I’ve never done this before…”
“That’s ok. I’ll go slow, ok? I would never even dream of hurting you. Unless you begged me to.” He winked again.
He kissed me again, and pressed the tip against my entrance. It felt cold, and I jumped a little, to which he responded by tightening his grip on my wrists.
“Let me know if it’s too much, ok? I’m not gonna hesitate, but I’ll go slow.” he whispered as he slid the tip, then the shaft inside me. i felt myself being stretched to accommodate his size, his dick twitching as it filled me, feeling too full, feeling like I was being split in half by his sheer size, but all I wanted in that moment was to be his, to be used by him, to be fucked by him. I felt myself squirm and tremble, and heard myself gasp, but all I could feel was him inside me. I felt my entire body subtly shake, knowing he could feel every twitch.
“You’re so tight for me Anya, god, you feel so good. I’m your first, aren’t I? You whore, letting me use your tight little asshole as I please. And you’re loving every second of it, aren’t you, you filthy slut? You want me to use you?” He was breathing heavily now, an intense desire beyond the dominant facade creeping into his voice.
“Y-yes…” I somehow shakingly gasp out
He clamped one hand around my throat and another around my limp dick, and slid the rest of his length inside me. I cried out in pain and ecstasy, feeling how tightly my asshole gripped him, thinking about how good it must feel for him to use me like this, to feel the warmth and tightness inside me wrap around him. He groaned in pleasure and kissed me, all the while squeezing his fingers around my dick and my neck. He moved both hands away, so they gripped the sides of my hips, and began to fuck me. It felt so unbearably good, so right for him to make me his like this, to feel him fill me and use me as he pleased. The sensation was overwhelming, tinged with pain and panic, as if i simply couldn’t fit him, that he would break me in half if he kept going.
My brain shorted out, and I could hear breathy gasps and almost scream-like moans escape my mouth as I lost control of myself in his arms. I knew how good it felt for him, how every time his hips pressed against me and he was fully inside me he let out an almost animalistic groan that would under any other circumstances have creeped me out, but now just made me need him more. I touched myself, and it was too much, everything culminated. I felt a warmth creep up from my core. It felt like a flock of birds was trying to escape from every inch of my body. I felt my cheeks grow unbearably hot, my legs shaking violently as they tried to wrap themselves around his back, my ass tightening around him as if to trap him inside me, to make him feel every shiver my orgasm pushed through my body. I felt thin, watery liquid twitch out from my dick as he began to grasp at it, my chest growing the same temperature as my cheeks as i trembled around him.
He pressed his lips against mine and sped up, the feeling of my orgasm around him driving him crazy. He let out a low, breathy moan of some animal ecstasy i’d never heard in his voice before, and pushed himself as deep as he could inside me as he came, filling me, marking me as his.
lin started “I- I’m sorry- I kind of-“ I just stared at him in the wavering afterglow, feeling my lust crumble into warmth and comfort and nearness to him. We both sat there, soaked in sweat, my legs still trembling, and just started laughing. I figured out that my legs physically couldn’t stand up, so he ended up carrying me to the shower, both of us staring at each other and our future together through the steam and haze.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/s46xpg/linanya_wholesome_light_degradation_first_time