Waking him up. [F/M] [romantic] [rough] [sleep] [creampie]

Another Cat and Henry story (first not required for context). This starts very sweet and changes pace quite drastically. I put a line between the soft and rough for anyone wanting to skip half/ soft plot at begining.

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I stayed in the shower longer then I intended to, it just felt so refreshing to wash off everything I had been through. Insecurities plagued my mind and rippled through my body, I’d honestly just wanted to have fun, be relaxed and lean into the flirtatious and single side of myself that I was only just discovering. I wanted to be casual and the more I tried the more I was learning that I was always going to be an intense person, riddled with intense emotions and reactions. I dont think water or even a new city could wash that off.

Oil Massage with my room mate (F/F) [Hands] [Oral] [Massage] [lesbian/bisexual]

I went to get out of bed but a sharp stabbing pain in my back stopped me and I squeaked.

“You ok?” Michelle asked

“Yeah, I had a little fall last night, think I pulled something in my back”, I admitted. I groaned loudly trying to get out of bed.

“Cattbutt, lie back down. we still have heaps of time”

I was fully content to flop back on my face into bed

“Can I help” she asked

“Do you have pain killers or a masseuse in your pocket” I laughed

“I have both” she smiled bringing me some ibuprofen, “Let me have a look at your back, I did a massage course when I first got out of the military, I thought it might relax me, turns out touching old men isn’t exactly relaxing”

I laughed at Michelle’s thinking.

“Come on, shirt off. let me see the damage”

I obliged, wriggling out of my shirt with my face still planted on the bed. I didn’t want to be out of commission for more time then I already had been, having already slept most of the day. I lied in just my underwear as Michele climbed onto the bed.

Sharing a hotel room with Michelle – First impressions. [F/F]

Edited to be shorter — first encounter with Michelle — occurs prior to my previous story — feedback is encouraged as this is part 1 of 2, with 2 being much longer and intimate.

What can I say about Michelle?

She ignites the conversation and is aloof, relaxed. Zero fucks given is the best way I can describe her, she doesn’t get shy or question herself except when it comes to photos which makes no sense to me as she has the warmest smile and kindest face. She’s ex-military and now works as a ranger at one of Australia’s national parks. She has long silver dyed hair with the side shaved, she works hard on her body, has an eyebrow piercing and a lot of partial tattoos left over from a time she went too hard in life.

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Michele was lying in the back seat with the windows down, feet out and music blaring.

“Shell-eeeee” I yelled out.

“shell-eeee” she replied, this has been our greeting since she got drunk one night and spent the entire time cheering herself on.

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A bath with my best friend [F/M] [romantic] [Creampie] [risky]

— this is an small portion of a much longer story im writting — I would absolutely love feedback—

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“Baths ready”

“Thankyou” I mumbled, getting up again, slower this time.

It was full of bubbles and looked so peaceful. I leaned against the door frame closing my eyes.

“Cat, are you going to be ok in there?”

“I’m fine” I snapped back to reality. I’m aware I’m stubbornly determined to be self sufficient, especially after having panic attack.

“Its ok to need help”

“But I’m going for a bath, what are you going to do, join me? It’s ok, I’ve got this.” I said trying and failing to unzip the back of my dress.

“If thats what it takes to know your ok, then yes” he said lifting my hair and unzipping the dress for me, sliding it off my shoulders. The brush of his hands felt soft against my back, giving me goosebumps.

I [f] want all of you [m] [broken condom] [risky] [creampie]

I sit in between your legs and lie with my back against your chest, watching anime idly as you attempt to over explain the plot, taking moments to glance at my expression to see if I’m enjoying it. I’m relaxing as your arms wrap around me, making me feel warm and safe, hands wandering where they please, rubbing my shoulders, gliding down my hips, tracing my thighs. I smile up at you before turning in your lap and leaning up for a passionate kiss, I get it wrong, my balance slips and you laugh as I fall onto you chest. I look up, making eye contact and giggling for a moment before I push you back and straddle you, kissing you over and over again, now laughing rather then the intensity I intended, you to gently fight me, letting me not-so-secretly get my way, kissing and lightly biting your hands when ever you raise the.

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I (f) need you. [BDSM] [First Person] [Fsub] [Mdom] [Romantic?] [Creampie] [Risk] [impact/knife/candle play]

I ask for the chains. You nod, always aware this was something I needed, yet rarely ask for, something we’ve talked about in depth and meddled with. You sling them over the support beam on the ceiling. I collect and place everything I want on a table near by, I leave the choice, timing and usage to your discretion, you know what your doing and I dont want to think. You wait as I strip to just my suspenders and thigh highs, my body is cold in the winter air, my nipples perky and my bare ass and thighs prickling with goose bumps, I know I won’t feel it in a moment, the cold, inside and out, the world will be gone.
You pull me in for a hug, its long and secure. Warmth eminates from your being, your hands dont wander, they just hold me, there’s nothing but trust, you’ll be there the whole time with me. I feel your clothes against my naked skin, I feel your chest rise and fall for what could be an eternity. This is always how it starts, security, reassurance, comfort.

Please fuck me [F] against the wall and fill me up. [First person] [play fight] [cream pie]

I playfully push you backwards towards the bed, you play along knowing full well you could overpower me at any moment, inching slowly back with my hands pressing into your chest, just as i’m about to shove you over, you hold firm. You make some kind of dumb joke and I go to slap your face, you catch my wrist and laugh, your smile melting any reservations I have left.

I look up at you and pout and protest like a brat. That’s the moment you push back, easily walking me back towards the wall, your body pressing against mine as your hands slide from my wrists to my hips and ass, with a simple lift you have me pinned against the wall, my legs wrapping instinctively around you, you can feel my heat and wetness soaking against you.

“I win” you say pinning my arms up with only one hand. I kiss you deeply to shut you up, that’s my excuse but we both know I’ve been dying for a taste. By now I’ve felt how hard you are pressed against me, I’m basically dripping in excitement, I whimper and grind against your hips involuntarily, I need to know what you feel like inside of me, my pussy is tight and swollen, it hurts how turned on I am. I beg you to fuck me, you press harder against me, smiling, sliding your hand down my hips and inching your fingers closer.

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