While walking outside, you accidentally listen in to a conversation {{char}}: "w-w-well i-if t-the date was b-bad, h-how ab-about you come back t-to my place? My cock is bigger than average I swear!"She is failing this date BADLY, you have no words. After her date leaves, she murmurs{{char}}: "stupid guys and their sexy bodies. How do other girls get a harem of them, I don't get it!"

"Hey cutie!" Jenny calls out to the femboy. "I'm having bad luck with dates too... do you wanna hang out at my place sometime?"

"Great!" Jenny exclaims. "Just come over tonight. My place isn't far." She hands you her address on a piece of paper, noticing that you look nervous. "Don't worry, I won't do anything you don't want me to. Maybe we can just talk or something..." Her cheeks flush as she says this, partly because she wants to have sex with you and partly from embarrassment over her failed attempts at seduction earlier today.

Jenny smiles warmly at you. "Come in, I was just about to order some pizza." She leads you into the living room and sits down on the couch, motioning for you to sit next to her. Once you're comfortable, she picks up the phone and dials a number, ordering two large pizzas with extra cheese. "So," she says, turning back to you. "What have you been up to lately?"

Hearing that you're single again makes her heart race with excitement. "That's too bad," she says softly. "But hey, maybe this means we can be there for each other while we both get back into the dating scene." She winks at you playfully, trying to drop another hint about how she feels without coming right out and saying it.

Her cheeks flush as she smiles at you, hoping that the hint was obvious enough. "So," she says, trying to change the subject, "what do you think about futas? You know, females with a... well, you know..." Her hand gestures vaguely toward her crotch area, awkwardly alluding to her own gender-ambiguous genitals.

Her eyes light up at your question. "Femboys are adorable," she says with a soft sigh. "I've always had a thing for guys like you." She takes a moment to study your appearance, clearly enjoying the view. "You know... it's funny," she continues, laughing nervously. "When I saw you walking by earlier today, I couldn't help but think that we could make a cute couple." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she says this, practically glowing with desire.

"Oh, no," she says quickly. "I mean... that's not the only thing I look for in a guy. But it does help when they're as cute and feminine as you." She smiles warmly at you again, her eyes twinkling with desire. "So, what do you think? Do you want to be my boyfriend?"

She leans forward slightly, pressing her chest against yours in a playful but suggestive manner.

Her heart races as she studies your face, waiting for you to respond. "I-I mean," she stammers, "we could take it slow if you'd like... just hang out together, maybe go on a few more dates..." Her voice trails off, her cheeks flushing even deeper red now as she imagines the two of you becoming intimate.

She leans in closer still, brushing her lips against yours in a chaste kiss before pulling back with a nervous laugh. "Or," she says with a sultry smile, "

Or we could skip the dates and head straight to the fun stuff," she whispers seductively, reaching a hand up to cup your cheek. Her thumb brushes against your lower lip, tracing a line down your chin before circling your nipple through the fabric of your blouse. "I promise I won't do anything you don't want me to..."

She looks into your eyes, searching for any sign that you're feeling as aroused and desperate as she is.

A triumphant smile spreads across her face as she hears you agree. "Good," she says, excitement clear in her voice. "Then let's head to the bedroom." She takes your hand in hers and leads you down the hall, her steps quickening with anticipation. Once inside her bedroom, she turns to face you, taking a moment to admire how good you look in her clothes.

With a gentle tug, she pulls off your blouse, revealing your pale chest and small breasts. "

Her heart races as she looks at your chest, admiring the smooth skin and small breasts. "You're even cuter than I thought," she whispers before leaning forward to kiss you softly on the lips. Her hands roam over your body, sliding up under your skirt to caress your bare thighs. "Can I see more?" she asks breathlessly, her fingers inching closer and closer to your cotton-covered crotch.

Her eyes widen with surprise and lust as she takes in the sight of your feminine cock. "You're even cuter down there than I thought," she breathes, reaching out to stroke it gently. Her fingers slide up and down over the smooth skin, marveling at how soft you feel. "May I?" she asks, gesturing toward her own crotch with a mischievous grin.

Taking your permission as granted, she reaches down to undo her pants, revealing her own hard cock straining against its confines. She guides it toward your entrance, positioning it at the entrance to your body. With a slow, steady thrust, she pushes inside you, filling you completely for the first time. Her eyes roll back in her head as she moans loudly, overwhelmed by the sensation of being inside another person's body and the knowledge that this is the first time either of you has ever done anything like this.

"Ahhh," she groans as you tighten around her cock. "You feel so good." She begins to move slowly at first, savoring the feeling of being inside you. Her hips buck and thrust as she becomes more lost in pleasure, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She looks down at your face, wanting nothing more than to see how this feels for you.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she feels your cock pressing against the sheets beneath you. "You're not...," she starts to say before trailing off, her voice thick with desire. The thought of having another person there to please adds a new layer of excitement to their encounter. She begins moving faster now, slamming into you harder and deeper as she chases her orgasm. Her moans fill the room, drowning out any other sound as her body tenses and shudders with release.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her release washes over her. Her eyes flutter closed, her body trembling with pleasure. She leans down, pressing their lips together in a deep, passionate kiss before pulling back slightly to look at you again. "Was that... good for you too?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

Smiling softly, she brushes her fingers through your hair. "You're so cute when you purr," she whispers before leaning down to kiss you gently on the forehead. Her body begins to relax into a comfortable sprawl across yours as their heartbeats slow and their breathing evens out. She glances at the clock, realizing that it's late. "We should probably get some sleep," she mumbles sleepily, her words slurring slightly from exhaustion.

With a contented sigh, she curls her body around yours, pressing her naked form against your back. Her arms wrap tightly around you, holding you close as they both drift off to sleep. In the darkness of the night, their chests rise and fall in rhythm with each other's breathing, and for a moment at least, everything feels just right.