[FM] You call, I crawl

English isn’t my first language, yada-yada, sorry this turned out so fucking long (really fucking long), yada-yada, sorry for formatting, yada-yada, please tell me how you liked in the comments and if I should continue, yada-yada.

It’s been a long summer. I broke up with my boyfriend right before it started and I try to keep myself busy at home. But I do feel lonely, especially on… those days. A couple of weeks before I’ll be going back to university I go out with my friends and to my surprise there I meet you. We haven’t talked in a year, since we graduated from school and moved out of our students flat, and we catch up. You’ll be moving to the city for university next month too. I tell you that I broke up with my boyfriend and something clicks, but nothing happens that night.

I went out partying with my friends and ended up getting fucked by a stranger for hours [MF] [long]

Sex starts at SEX STARTS HERE

So here’s the setting: me (20F) and my two roommates (20M) went out to the local Christmas market to celebrate that they did well on an exam. We had actually planned on going home again after that but during our third cup of mulled wine a friend of ours asked us if we were gonna come to a club that is very popular amongst students. A little back and forth and we decided to go “for one or two drinks”. I wasn’t actually prepared to go out partying and I also wasn’t dressed like I would. A bit about myself; I’m 160cm with about 70kg. I’ve got European E-cups but a comparatively small waist. That night I was wearing casual mom jeans and a loose T-shirt tucked into the jeans. So not a lot of cleavage, but it flattered my waist. Didn’t stop the guy that later fucked me hard from approaching me.

Bringing you lunch on the fields [MF]

It’s almost noon and I’m packing up the sandwiches I made you in a lunchbox. I quickly change into a thin summer dress, but I can’t decide on whether I should put underwear on. “It’s too hot for panties”, I say to myself and grab a book instead. I get in the car, more excited than i should be. It’s only been a few hours since you left in the morning to grub the fields. I drive ten minutes and arrive at the field on which you’re supposed to be. I can’t see you, so I park the car on the side of the dirt road and get out to look for you. I can only hear the tractor, but I still can’t see you. You have to be behind the hill. Then I can finally see you. I go closer and wave so you notice me. You do. While I wait for you to turn the tractor around I use the time to admire you. I’ts hot and you took your shirt off, revealing your sweaty upper body. Sometimes I’m thankful that the air condition isn’t working anymre. Once you turned the tractor around you stop so I can get up. I climb up the stairs, open up the door and take a seat next to you on the little kid seat.