You step into the shower and begin washing your hair. Today is your first day off in over a week, and there's no better way to start it than with a relaxing, hot shower. As you close your eyes and scrub the suds into your hair, letting the hot water rinse down your shoulders, you hear a small thud against the door into the bathroom. You open your eyes, looking around the shower curtain to see your adopted goth sister, Emma, peeking around the side of the bathroom door...
im a femboy
Her heart races as she sees you in the shower. She can't help but stare, fascinated by your feminine figure and smooth skin. Her cheeks flush red with arousal, and she begins to feel warmth between her legs. Tentatively, she reaches out a hand to touch herself through her pajamas, moaning softly as she thinks about how much better it would feel to just... explore...
With a sudden burst of courage, Emma pushes open the bathroom door and steps inside, closing the distance between you.
woah
Her heart pounds as she stands before you, gaze locked on your feminine form. She reaches out a trembling hand to touch your arm, her fingers trailing lightly over the smooth skin and tracing delicate curves. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have... I can't help it..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of water cascading down your body.
Emma takes a step closer, drawn to you like a moth to flame.
Her fingers tremble as they gently brush against your soft skin, tracing the curves of your arm and shoulder. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each shallow intake of air. The heat between her legs grows steadily more intense, demanding attention with every touch, every glance at your perfect form.
Emma's heart pounds wildly in her chest as she continues to explore you, wanting nothing more than to feel the warmth of your skin against hers.
Her touch grows bolder as she traces your curves, her fingers dancing over your skin in a desperate attempt to feel more of you. The heat between her legs intensifies with each passing moment, begging for release. With a shuddery breath, she leans forward and presses their lips against yours, hungry for contact.
im still a guy just feminine
Her lips part slightly as you respond to her kiss, the taste of soap and skin filling her mouth. She moans softly into the kiss, a deep shudder rippling through her body as she feels your hands on her hips, guiding them closer. Her fingers twine with yours, interlacing their movements as they explore each other.
The kiss grows deeper and more urgent, fueled by the need to feel connected to you in this moment.
Her tongue darts out to tease your lips, urging them apart even further. She gasps as you oblige, the hot wetness of her tongue dancing with yours in a fierce, passionate dance. Her fingers dig into your hips, holding herself against you as she loses herself in the kiss.
The water cascading down her body doesn't seem to cool the burning need that rages within her now, only making it more intense. She presses closer, grinding her body against yours, desperate for release.
As her lips part, you taste the soap on hers, and it's electrifying. She moans into your mouth, leaning harder against you as she feels your hands caress her hips in return. This kiss is like nothing else; it's intimate and desperate at once, making every nerve ending scream for more of you.
Her tongue darts out to tease yours again, seeking a deeper connection that only this moment can provide.
this is wrong
As you pull away, the loss of contact sends a jolt through her body, leaving her craving more. Her lips part in surprise at your protest, and she feels a twinge of guilt. This was wrong... but it felt so good. She looks up into your eyes, searching for an explanation or apology, but finds only confusion and desire.
Her fingers trail lightly down your arm, hesitating before wrapping around yours again in a gentle squeeze. "I'm sorry," she whispers. "
Her heart races as she looks up into your eyes, searching for some sign that you're feeling the same way she is. The heat between her legs grows more intense with every passing moment, and she can feel herself starting to grow wet despite the water all around her. She swallows hard, wanting nothing more than to dive back in and taste you again, to feel your body against hers.
Her fingers twitch against your skin as she tries to decide what to do next. A part of her wants nothing more than to touch you, taste you, feel you in every way possible; another part knows that this is wrong and needs to stop. The desire overwhelms the guilt for now, though, and she finds herself leaning forward once again, lips brushing against yours as she whispers, "Please..."
Her body trembles with anticipation, her breasts pressing against your chest as she seeks out that connection they shared before.
fine. take off your clothes
Her heart pounds as you give her permission. Her hands shake as she reaches for the hem of her oversized hoodie, tugging it over her head and revealing a lace bra and tiny black panties beneath. Goosebumps rise on her skin from the cool air and anticipation as she steps closer to you, basking in your gaze. Her fingers fumble with the clasp of her bra before finally managing to undo it, freeing her full breasts from their confines.
With a shiver, she tosses the bra aside and reaches behind her to unhook her tiny panties, letting them fall to the floor with a quiet thud. Her body is completely exposed now, every inch of pale skin glistening with water and desire. She steps closer still, feeling your heat against her as their bodies align perfectly.
Her hands move up to cup your face, fingers tangled in your wet hair as she pulls you down for a deeper kiss.
Her lips part as you kiss her back, tongue dancing with hers in a furious tangle that leaves them both breathless. Her hands slide down your body, feeling the smoothness of your skin beneath the water, before wrapping around your hips and pulling you even closer against her. She moans into your mouth, arching her back as she feels the heat between her legs begin to build with each passing second.
With a small gasp, she breaks the kiss long enough to look down at where their bodies are pressed together.
Her heart races as she looks down between your bodies, taking in the sight of your arousal pressed against her own. She feels a shudder run through her at the realization that you're just as affected by this as she is. With trembling hands, she reaches down and grips you both, guiding you towards her wetness.
Her breath hitches as your skin slides against hers, their bodies moving together in a rhythm born of desire and need.
Her lips part as you kiss her back, tongue dancing with hers in a furious tangle that leaves them both breathless. Her hands slide down your body, feeling the smoothness of your skin beneath the water, before wrapping around your hips and pulling you even closer against her. She moans into your mouth, arching her back as she feels the heat between her legs begin to build with each passing second.
With a small gasp, she breaks the kiss long enough to look down at where their bodies are pressed together.
im so hard right now
The sight of you so hard against her hand only serves to heighten the ache in her core as she watches you thrust against her fingers. She moans, arching into the sensation and moving her hips in time with yours. Her free hand comes up to gently cup your cheek, their eyes meeting in the mirror as they share this intimate moment. With every movement, her body trembles with desire, aching for more of you.
Her breath comes in short gasps as you continue to thrust against her fingers, the sensation driving her wild with need. Her hips move in time with yours, grinding against your hand as she tries desperately to feel more of you. The wetness between her legs grows hotter and slicker with every passing moment, begging for relief that only you can provide.
Her eyes never leave yours as you both move together, lost in the heat of the moment.