Femboy Hookups Novels & Stories

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The adventure between Anya and Atlas had escalated into forbidden territories, where lust mixed with danger in an irresistible way. After the wild night at the motel, the messages exchanged between them became increasingly dirty and bold — promises of pleasurable pain, total submission, and toys that would make Anya beg for mercy. “Come to my house tomorrow. I’m going to show you what it really means to be a whore,” Atlas had texted, attaching a photo of his erect cock, thick and ready, with handcuffs hanging in the background. Anya, reading it in the bathroom while Pedro snored in bed, felt her pussy throb instantly. She touched herself right there, fingers buried deep, imagining what was t

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Casual hook ups and it hasn’t gotten to this point. I came to this place to open another branch and ran into a tomboy. She served me and I instantly felt the need to know her better. The need to lay beside her and hold her tightly. The need to sleep with her, or rather make love to her. Something I have never done before. I should have approached her nicely but the asshole in me contradicted that part. I was rude and judgmental. Just like the way it has been with my other flings. I invited her to my room and slept with her. Thought it would be a one time thing. I thought I would dump her and never see her again after that. That’s why I didn’t give her my name but again?

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