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Chapter 18
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thenewagewriter
What's next?
Sealing the deal?
Water cascaded between us, heightening every sensation—the slick slide, the warmth enveloping us, the way her breasts heaved with each moan. My heart pounded, not just from the physical pull but from the love I'd hidden for so long, now pouring out in this dominant tenderness.
As her hips jerked again, chasing the building pleasure, I slowed my strokes, drawing it out. 'Tommie,' I said softly, tilting her chin up so her eyes met mine, dark and hazy with need. 'Sleeping with me... letting me take care of you like this, all the way... it might help you forget him. Forget the pain he caused. You deserve this—us.'
The words hung in the humid air, my hand still working her cock lazily, keeping her on the edge. It was a suggestion wrapped in promise, my unrequited feelings fueling the gentle command, urging her toward the intimacy that could heal her.
She hesitated, her eyes searching mine, vulnerability flickering through the desire. Her body stilled for a moment, cock throbbing in my grasp, but then she nodded, a small, tentative movement that sent relief and heat surging through me.
'I... I want to try,' she whispered, voice breaking with emotion, her submissive side fully yielding as she pressed closer, craving the comfort and release our bond offered. Her hand tightened on my length, stroking with more intent now, the spark between us igniting fully.
I kissed her forehead, then her lips—soft at first, then deeper, tongues meeting in a slow dance that mirrored the rhythm of my hand on her. The shower water pounded around us, but all I felt was her, warm and responsive, her moans muffled against my mouth. I guided her hand faster on me, matching the pace as I pumped her harder, the dominance blending seamlessly with care. Precum slicked us both, her cock leaking steadily now, hips grinding into my touch.
The friendship we'd shared was transforming, her depression easing under this erotic support, but as her breaths grew ragged, release hovering, I knew we'd need to move beyond the shower—to my bed, where I could claim her fully, body and heart, without the ex's shadow lingering.
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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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