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Chapter 8
by SophiePert
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What's My Poison?
"Now of the three I know which one I'd choose but I'm not you and you might have a different preference. They each have their own appeal and I don't think you can deny that, so it's down to what you're looking for.
"Picture them in bed. The kind of no strings attached fucking that comes in college and almost nowhere else. The kind of 'I barely even know your name' fucking that we get to do because we don't have to get up in the morning and go to a boring job to make a living.
"Now the stoner, he might be the less obvious choice. But to me he seems like the type to really take his time with things and know how to be patient. Lay you out and get you high and then just fucking taste you. Pressing his lips in and caressing your body and warming you up and getting you cumming three times before he's even inside of you and then when he's fucking you properly it'll be the kind of languid fucking that takes hours and by the time it's all said and done you can just lay back and pass a joint back and forth and build on the body buzz he gave you with a different kind of buzz afterwards.
"The jock, he's probably going to be more blunt. I might be playing to stereotypes here but I'm thinking he's going to jump right into things. Look at his build. Those broad shoulders, that narrow waist. He's pure power, probably the fastest guy on the team. And when he's in the bedroom he puts all of his energy into you. He'll strip you down faster than you can imagine, so quick that you think he might practically rip the clothing from you. And before you can blink he's inside of you just treating you like a piece of meat. Fucking you so hard that you know you'll be walking funny the next day and you know that you'll wake up in his frat house and have to do the walk of shame home but you'll secretly love it. Everyone you pass knowing what you did and how much you enjoyed every last minute of it.
"Then last the art girl. I mean the cliche is paint on the overalls and all the rest of it and she'll be shy and coy but she'll have a dark side. She'll switch. One minute she's barely able to even squeak a word out but then you cross the threshold of her bedroom and she's giving orders in a low and growly voice and she's working you body like she's a sculptor, reshaping you like you're putty in her hands. You just know she's got a whole drawer full of toys and you just know that she's aching for the right girl to use them on and each night she'll bring out something new. Ties to bind you down. Toys to fill you up. And for every other night there are all the things that she has lying around because she's inventive. She'll paint on your skin with her brushes and each touch will leave you overly sensitive and by the time it's over you'll be gasping, eyes wide and barely able to comprehend when the beauty became the beast and how you never saw it coming."
Rachel made a fun kind of noise, the kind that told me she was picturing all of this. And she kind of wiggled next to me, shivering with excitement and possibly regretting handing the options over to me when she could have kept them selfishly for herself.
"Like I said each have their strengths and each could be fun but the question is which one appeals to you? Which one do you want to be picturing when you walk over there and flirt? Because I guarantee that now you won't be able to get the idea of them fucking you out of your head and though you don't have to go home with them you will be wanting to by the time they're through.
"But it's up to you, my dear. It's all your choice."
She reached down and smacked my ass, making me jump and turn to her as she grinned lasciviously at me and beamed bright with malicious energy.
"Well? What's your poison?"
I didn't know. Truly I didn't. I didn't know whether her descriptions were apt or anything like that but I did know that she was right.
I'd have to make a choice. I'd have to flirt.
And while I did I'd only be thinking of them in bed with me the whole time.
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My Second Chance
A Gender Swap Story
When a man with regrets gets a second chance at life he winds up getting far more than he could have ever imagined. Sent back in time to his first day of college he finds himself back in his old body, with a twist. He’s a girl now, the feminine version of himself, and all his old friends and all his old enemies have designs and ideas on just what he should do with the second chance he’s been given.
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