Author: mixmediayt

Dramatic perspective [F/M] • Part 3 • The Knot • (Very Long)

I laid down in my bed and turned the AC on in like 1 week. Today was especially a hot day and I was sweating all day. I drank a glass of water and set the AC to 19°C (~68°F). The room was pitch dark and all I could hear was faint sound of a subwoofer bursting with rock songs distantly with people cheering every once a while.

I closed my eyes feeling relaxed after many nights of crying and many days of walking for miles without hope of searching for jobs. I felt a tray of hope that I will finally earn something and be able to face my father soon.

I felt relaxed and drowsy. My hands started wandering on my body and I started to touch and feel my breasts with both hands. It felt like they have a life of their own, they responded by becoming erect and sensitive to the touch. I wandered why this didn’t find my breasts attractive. I kind of hated them. Read more »

Dramatic perspective [M/F] – Part 2 – The room

I climbed the stairs to my apartment where I lived alone. This apartment was provided by a friend of my father and luckily I wasn’t required to pay any rent. This was a great relief since I was jobless and new to the town. The building was on the Riverside and my room was conveniently placed on the very top floor where I could enjoy the setting sun before I would crash in my bed. I laid low and didn’t use electricity much as a survival tactic so as to be able to live there long enough until I can pay.

I put my handbag on my bed getting out of my shorts and sandals. I removed my thigh highs and laid down to catch a breath. I looked at the corner of the room which was a little damp due to water tanker leaking on the top of the building sometimes. I took some deep breaths and gathered the courage to stood up. Read more »

Dramatic Perspective [F/M]

It was a summer evening. I (18F) was getting bored and wanted to go home. The sun was also tired and was surely losing his energy and light. The sun was looking at me with straight looks while he was crawling into the shades of the black hills in a distance that were wearing white caps made of ice. It was like he was saying to me that he too had enough for the day from all these uninteresting human beings. Huh, such were my feelings.

I had so much on my mind. I looked down my crop top to my B cup breasts with curious looks. A breeze flew by and found its way under the crop top to my nipples and kissed them with feather like touch, making them rush with excitement and blood, making them hard. I looked around to check if anyone was around on the side of the road waiting for a ride while sliding my left hand under the top to cup my breast. I took a sigh thinking these toys are not enough to attract a boyfriend. Somehow a chilly feeling went down my spine with the thought that I might die a Virgin. Read more »