[FFFFFM] The Study Group: Part 2. Gentle Femdom, Cross-Dressing, Foursome, Pegging, and Friends with Benefits.

Here’s part 2! It was too big to fit into a single post (and I can’t put a link in to part 1 for some reason), so it is continued in the comments :) Thanks for all the messages and kind words! Please keep sending them my way, and as I said before, I’m happy to take any commissions!

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The girls had been whispering to one another the whole walk back, throwing looks my way every now-and-then. Maybe I should have been more suspicious of what was going to happen, but I didn’t really care anymore. I was just tired and wanted to get out of the cold. This hadn’t been the best holiday break. Memorable, for sure, but not in the best way.

Back in the flat, Korra grabbed the overnight bag she’d brought and took Jessica into Mandy’s room, shutting the door behind. The sound of something – or someone falling – came almost immediately, followed by laughter.

“Well, I guess we know what they’re up to,” I said, shutting the front door and dusting off my (Korra’s) thin coat. Mandy was already in the kitchen, grabbing some vodka from the freezer. She poured a few shots from the frosted bottle and sat one on her breakfast bar.

[FFFFFM] The Study Group: Part 1. Gentle Femdom, Cross-Dressing, and Friends with Benefits.

This was a highly specific, free commission I wrote up for someone who contacted me over the winter holidays (but I didn’t post it due to some unfortunate health issues). It took about 4 evenings to write and clocks in at nearly 20k words. This is part 1, and if there’s interest, I’ll post part 2, which finishes the story with a foursome! Hope you enjoy!

Shameless plug: You can always commission me to write up something special and specific. I’m very attentive to what you’re after and work in anything and everything you want. Please hit me up with requests :)

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Mandy always liked being first. First girl at her academy and first in her family to attend university; even in football, her jersey was “#1”. Mandy also had the luck to be the first girl I ever crushed on.

We met at academy; in chemistry. I remember because I had tried to make a joke to break the ice, seeing how we were doing something with copper and she had coppery-blonde hair. I thought it would be cute. We sat on high-stools, and I recall her looking at me with those blue eyes, completely unamused. I was new there, and maybe because of my comment, she didn’t waste time with learning my name or any introductions, wanting to dive right into the work instead. Maybe she thought I was dull.