[Ff] or [Fm] [Second Person] The Changing Room [Anal] [Oral]

This is another of my experiments with Second Person perspective. I’d appreciate feedback on how well it reads.

You can feel the sweat clinging to your body as you stop the treadmill. It has been a long workout, and you’re feeling it. Your endorphins are still trying to cover it up… but you can feel the tiredness in your limbs and your core. You look forward to a shower, and to cooling off in the lobby. But first, you have responsibilities to fulfill. You wipe down the treadmill you were just using… and then use the same towel to wipe the sweat from your brow.

You turn around… and you see her jogging on one of the other treadmills in the room. Her name is Raven, and you met her on the first day you came to this Gym. Fitness is her religion, and she visits its temple daily. She tends to arrive for worship when you’re cooling down, and you’ve talked with her a little. She must have come in early, today.

[Fm] [Gentle FDom] [Oral] Serving the Lady [Second Person Perspective]

This is an experiment in Second-Person Perspective Erotica. I’m not too sure how it turned out. It was originally written to be gender-ambiguous, but I’ve resolved it to male for the time being. If there’s interest, I’ll post a female-perspective version.

Your heart is already pounding as you approach the door. Your hands are shaking. Your nerves (and something else) are pooling there… making it hard for you to be still. You curl your fingers into a fist to keep them from trembling, and then raise your fist to knock upon the door. You don’t get a chance. She heard you approach, and her voice comes from within.

Her voice is distorted by the door, but you can make out the words, “It’s open. Come in.”

You have to uncurl your fist to lift the latch. The shaking resumes. You open the door, your eyes locked on the floor, and step inside. You close the door behind you, and pause until you hear the latch fall into place. Only then do you look up… and see her.