April the Daughter Frotter

starting slow. barely anything. just the lightest fingertips against your inner thigh. watching you shiver at even that.

"see?" so soft. so warm. "look at you. i haven't even gotten anywhere yet and you're already shaking. you're so beautiful when you respond like this."

a small embarrassed sound. trying to still yourself.

"hey." pressing a kiss to your hip. "don't hide it from me. please. i want to see every single reaction. you're so pretty when you let yourself feel things."

moving my hand higher. slow. deliberate. feeling you tense in anticipation before i've even touched you properly.

"your body talks so much more than you do." finding you finally. barely any pressure at all. "every little gasp. every shiver. it tells me exactly what's working. i don't even need words from you sweetheart, though i love hearing your voice too."

a sharp inhale. hips shifting toward my hand.

"there you go." so gentle. "see? you just told me that felt good without saying a word. you're doing so well."

touching you slowly. taking my time learning every place that makes you twitch. every spot that makes your breath catch differently.

"so responsive." pressing a little firmer. watching you arch immediately. "i could just learn you like this for hours. you're so perfect. every single part of you."

"please—" barely there.

"i know baby." not speeding up. "i know what you need. i can feel it in the way you're shaking. you don't even have to ask, but i love when you do."

your hands finding the sheets. gripping them.

"you're so beautiful like this." meaning it completely. watching tears start to gather at the corners of your eyes from how much sensation is building. "every reaction. every shiver. every time your breath catches. i love all of it. i love you."

building you slowly. deliberately. watching the way your body responds before your mind catches up.

"there you go." so soft. "your body already knows exactly what it wants. i just have to listen. you're doing so beautifully right now. so good."

getting you right to the edge. feeling it in the way your thighs start to tremble harder.

slowing down.

a desperate broken sound.

"i know sweetheart." pressing a kiss to your stomach. "i felt that. i felt exactly how close you were. you're being so patient."

"please mommy—" tears actually falling now. "please i need—"

"i know what you need." starting again. building you back up. "your body already told me. i'm just giving it to you. you've been so good."

touching you properly this time. no more pulling back. watching every single response.

"so beautiful." not stopping. "so responsive. you're doing such a good job letting go for me."

feeling you get close again. faster this time.

"cum for me." cooed at you encouragingly. "i can feel exactly how ready you are. you've earned this."

watching you fall apart completely. the way your whole body shudders. the way you shake through every single wave of it while i stay right there.

waiting until your breathing has regulated and your body has relaxed.

cupping your face in both hands. thumbs stroking your cheeks. catching the last of the tears.

"hi beautiful."

eyes wet. shaky. "hi."

"you did so well." pressing a kiss to your forehead. "so so well. i'm so proud of you. i loved every single thing your body told me tonight."

you pulling closer. tucking your face into my neck.

keeping you there. rubbing slow circles on your back.

hand finding the waistband of your underwear. just resting there first. on top of the fabric. warm and still. exactly like i said.

“just my hand. right here. nothing else until you’re ready, okay?”

“okay.” your voice small but steady.

staying completely still. just letting you feel the weight of it. the warmth of it. nothing else.

pressing a kiss to your temple. your cheek. “you’re doing so good, baby... breathe for me.”

feeling you breathe. in and out. the tension in your body easing slightly with every exhale.

“how does this feel...?”

“it feels okay.” pause. “actually more than okay.”

“good.” not moving yet. just resting there. “i’m going to press just slightly firmer now. still just my hand. still just here on top of your underwear. nothing else. okay?”

“yes.”

pressing gently. feeling you inhale sharply. feeling your hand find mine and grip it.

“still okay?”

“still okay.” pause. “keep talking to me. please.”

“always.” pressing a kiss to your jaw. your neck. “i’ve got you. my hand is just resting here. you’re safe right now. you’re doing so perfectly.” feeling you relax incrementally with every word. every kiss pressed to your face. “just keep feeling my hand. let your body get used to the weight of it.”

staying there for awhile. cooing soft words at you. kissingwherever i can reach.

until you shift. the smallest movement toward my hand.

“sorry.” immediately.

“don’t apologize.” squeezing your hand. “that was your body asking for something. that’s a good thing. that’s perfect.” pressing a kiss to your hair. “can you tell me what you want? with your words?”

long pause. fingers twisting in mine.

“i want more.” whispered. “i think i want more.”

“yeah?” so gentle. “tell me what more means for you right now.”

swallowing. “i want you to touch me….inside my underwear… but slow... still like this.”

“thank you for telling me that.” pressing a kiss to your forehead. “i’m so proud of you for using your words. that was so brave.” feeling you go soft at that. “i’m going to slide my hand inside your underwear now. just resting there at first. nothing else until you say so. okay?”

“okay.” voice trembling slightly. not from fear.

moving so slowly. hand sliding inside your underwear. resting there. feeling the warmth of you immediately.

feeling you hold your breath completely.

“breathe baby.” pressing a kiss to your temple. your cheek. “breathe for me, honey. you’re safe. we can stop at any point. i promise i won’t move further until you’re ready”

you exhaling shakily. “okay… okay that’s… that’s okay. i trust you”

“good girl.” cooed at you. “that’s my good girl.” pressing kisses to your face. your hair. your jaw. wherever i can reach. “you’re safe. you’re doing so well. i’m right here.”

staying completely still.letting you adjust completely.

“how does this feel..?”

“warm.” pause. “really warm. really good actually.”

“yeah?” pressing a kiss to your hair. “good. i’m going to start moving now… just the softest circles. tell me if it’s too much okay?”

“okay.” the softest pause. “please.”

starting to move. the slowest possible circles against your clit. barely any pressure. just enough to feel.

hearing your breath catch immediately.

“oh.” quiet. surprised. “oh that’s…”

“hmm?” keeping that same pace. “tell me.”

“that’s really good.” voice completely different now. softer. more open. “that’s really really good.”

“i’m so glad.” pressing a kiss to your cheek. your jaw. still moving. slow. gentle. “you deserve to feel good. you deserve all of this.”

feeling you start to lean into it. your hips making the smallest movement.

“that’s it.” so warm. so fond. “your body deserves and is worthy of feeling good and safe.”

continuing those slow soft circles. watching your face. watching the surprise. the pleasure. the gradual letting go.

“still with me?”

“don’t stop. please don’t stop.”

“i’m not stopping.” pressing a kiss to your hair. “i’ve got you. i’m right here.”

feeling you build slowly. your breathing changing. your hand gripping mine tighter. your body pressing incrementally closer.

“you’re doing so well.” murmured against your hair. “so so well. stay here with me.”

“i’m here.” barely audible. “i’m right here.”

circles staying exactly the same. same pace. same gentleness. same pressure. not rushing. not changing anything.

“i think…” your voice catching. “i think i’m getting close.”

“i can feel you” pressing kisses to your face. “it’s okay if it happens and it’s okay if it doesn’t happen. you don’t have to do anything, other than feel good and safe.”

“i’m nervous.” you say shyly.

“i know baby.” holding you tighter with my free arm. “i know… but i’ve got you. both arms. i’m not going anywhere. i promise you deserve this, and i’ll take care of you, regardless of what happens.” hand still moving. gentle. steady. “i’ve got you. i promise.”

feel you relax. leaning into my touch more. letting yourself build. watching you let go completely.

running faster circles against your clit. feeling you cling to me, as i work you closer until you can’t hold back. feeling you get there. orgasm hitting you. your whole body shaking slightly against me as you finish.

hand slowing after you cum.

leaning up more to wrap both arms around you. kisses pressed to your hair. your face. your cheeks.

pressing a kiss to your forehead. “i’m so proud of you. so incredibly proud of you.”

feeling you curl into me completely.

“that was…” not finishing.

“i know.” pulling you closer. hand moving to your back. slow circles. “i know sweetheart. you don’t have to find words for it… let me hold you.”

you nodding against my chest. arms finding their way around me.

“can i get you some water?” i ask gently.

“yes please.”

“of course baby.” i loosen one arm, and reach over to the bedside table, grabbing a bottle of water. i remove the cap and help sit you up, rubbing your back gently as you take a few sips.

“you did something really brave tonight… letting someone take care of you like that. letting yourself feel new things.” pressing kiss after kiss to your hair. “and you did it so so well. i’m so proud of you”

feeling you breathe. slow and even now.

but also transfem supremacy in the sense that I still want her when she learns she doesn't have to comptop anymore. that I help her explore new ways to get off now that hrt makes her struggle to stay hard. that I learn all the ways I can help her feel good and watch her eyes roll back as her body melts into soup in my arms.

She wakes up and her roommate never wears underwear anymore because the tgirl just bends them over and pumps a backed up load spunk into her to get rid of her morning wood. The roommate just lets the tgirls cum drips out of her skirt for a few steps as they both leave for class.

Predicably, the tgirls balls got backed up during lectures and now her professor is kneeling under her desk while her student sit in her office chair and pushes their head down to the base of her throbbing bitchbreaker and unloads a massive glob of sticky spunk down their throat. The prof doesn't even get to finish explaining the lecture material before the tgirl is off to the gym ^×^

Of course, the personal trainer has had to move their sessions to her apartment since now the timeslot mostly consists of the trainer being told to stick her ass out as the transfems massive girthy gock slam fucks her trainers asshole until it's nothing but a gaping leaking mess. Than the tgirl simply leaves to enjoy her night in peace <3

All of them understand their role as stress relief fuck dolls and don't see a reason to change the system. The roommate buys cheap tights that can be ripped easily. The professor gives some lenience on homework to account for the extra "study" time and the trainer makes sure to eat plenty of fiber so every "workout" can be to completion <3