Chapter 25
by
thenewagewriter
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Hot Cum!
Her cock pulsed in my hand, spurting hot cum across our joined bodies, the warmth spreading between us. I followed seconds later, thrusting deep one last time, spilling inside her with a guttural groan, the sensation of her tightness milking every drop.
We collapsed together, my body covering hers in a protective tangle, sweat-slicked skin sticking as our breaths mingled in the quiet aftermath. Her cock softened against my thigh, still impressive even in repose, while mine slipped free, a trickle of our combined release leaking from her.
I rolled to the side, pulling her into my arms, her head nestling against my chest. The room felt warmer, charged with the seal of our passion, our friendship evolved into something deeper, more unbreakable.
Tommie lifted her face, eyes soft and grateful, a small smile breaking through the vulnerability. 'Thank you,' she gasped, voice husky from her moans. 'This... it actually helped a lot. More than I thought it could. You've always been there, but tonight... I feel lighter. Thankful for you.'
Her fingers traced lazy circles on my skin, the emotional support we'd built now woven with this physical intimacy, her submissive heart easing under my care.
I kissed her forehead, holding her close, the unrequited love in my chest blooming into quiet certainty. 'I'm here, Tommie. For all of it.' As her breathing evened out, body relaxing fully against mine, I wondered what dawn would bring—more confessions, more touches, the slow unraveling of her pain into shared desire.
The night stretched ahead, full of possibilities, her warmth a promise against the lingering shadows of her heartbreak.
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Consoling my Depressed Futanari Friend (Completed)
Can I help my friend Tommie forget about her ex while trying to get close to her?
I gently guide Tommie’s hands over my body, deepening our connection while whispering reassurances. Slowly, I take control, exploring her aching cock with tender dominance but soon enough she broke my control and apologized because she is not ready to be physical with me! Can I make myself be special to Tommie and her fat futa cock? This story is officially completed! Thank you so much for reading it!
Updated on Nov 6, 2025
by thenewagewriter
Created on Nov 2, 2025
by thenewagewriter
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