Christmas Wish Gone....Right? (Cinder Fall TG) (Patreon)

“Oh, it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas," came the song. “Everywhere you gooooo….”

‘It certainly fits the scene,’ Brent thought to himself absently. ‘I’ve never seen a place so decked out for the holidays.’

What Brent was referring to was the house that he and his friend Kyle were sitting in together, currently sipping on warm cocoa. It was Kyle’s uncle’s house, and when said the uncle had invited Kyle over for Christmas, he ended up bringing his friend Brent along so they could enjoy the holiday cheer together. His uncle always went a little overboard, as shown by what seemed to be miles of line rope, tall Christmas tree, and hundreds of cherry bright lights in the yard that flowed underneath the thick white snow. Yes, it was truly the Christmas season, the perfect Christmas Eve.

“Hey, fellas, I’m gonna be heading out to go help out the Brown’s," a voice said suddenly, jolting both Kyle and Brent out of their Christmas induced reverie. “They’re at the farm next over, and they gotta sick horse. I’ll be back tomorrow morning- oh, and there’s plenty of food in the fridge!” Kyle’s uncle said as he stepped out the door. “Merry Christmas!”

“Uh, Merry Christmas!" the two boys responded disjointedly.

Brent blinked, before shifting under his blanket to move closer to the hearth, the warm fire keeping both him and his friend cozy in the frigid weather. Brent said, “Thanks again for having me, anyway. Sure, is nice to not be alone for the holidays!”

“Yeah we might be heading back home to be with the family for Christmas Day, but I wouldn’t want to be alone on Christmas Eve either,” Kyle remarked as he scratched the back of his head. His short black hair, feeling like a shag carpet. He had always gone home for Christmas to spend time with his family, no matter how busy he was. Christmas time was a special time of the year after all where family and friends get together and spend time with each other. The presents were a nice bonus. A large brown and black German shepherd came up and placed its head on his lap. “Good girl Marley. So you think you can last long enough away from the fireplace to help set up the TV? We made a list of anime to watch and games to play after all. It would be a shame if we didn’t use it.”

Brent grinned as he sprang up from the hearth, shedding his blanket. He went over to the TV and turned it on. He scrolled through the streaming services, humming jingle bells happily to himself. “Yeah! I can handle a little cold for that! So, what’re you thinking? Maybe that new Slime show everyone seems to like? Or a classic, like Hunter X Hunter or something?”

“I haven’t seen a lick of that slime show, but I heard it’s good. Sure,” Kyle answered. He stood up and went to where he placed his bags, Marley and Brent following right behind them. Kyle couldn’t help but chuckle at the dog. Marley looked like she was ready to rip off a man’s arm with little effort, but with how jittery she looked more like a scardey cat about to bolt out of the room. The last time he was here watching her she followed him wherever he went. She didn’t want to be alone at all and if she couldn’t enter the room then she would simply sit right next to it until he came out. She had almost caused him to trip once or twice because of it.

He grabbed the bag that he used to store his Playstation and games and took them out. They placed the contents by the tv as they hooked up the wires to the game system and into the tv for later. When they were finished setting it up they sat back down on the couch.

Pressing play, Brent leaned back into the soft red couch, enjoying the warmth. As the opening to the show began to play, he turned to Kyle. “So, awful lucky of us to get a white Christmas, huh?”

“Yep. Good thick snow! Should stay for a while, too, the temperature should be below freezing for the next week at least,” Kyle nodded.

The conversation puttered us as the two watched the show, laughing at the ridiculous antics of the Slime main character. By the time the third episode had passed, though, Brent was starting to get a bit hungry. Pausing the show, he turned again to his friend. “Hey, wanna get some food?”

Kyle shrugged. “Sure, I could eat”.

“Do you want to order some take out, or do you just want to grab something in the fridge to eat?” Kyle asked. “My uncle did say that there was food in there.”

“Might as well just grab something from the fridge,” Brent answered. “He did tell us it was okay to eat whatever we want in the fridge after all and no reason to waste some cash. Besides, all the restaurants are probably closed.”

“Alright then, let’s see what we got to eat then,” Kyle said as he went to the fridge. As opened the fridge, right as his stomach growled.

To his satisfaction, the fridge was indeed stuffed with food. There was so much food in there that his mouth watered at the sight of it all. He immediately noticed the smoked ham inside, mashed potatoes and gravy, and a corn casserole. No doubt they were leftovers from his party a few days ago, but that meant little to him. There was milk orange juice, and various soda and beers off to the side. There were plenty of cold cuts and toppings like mayo, ketchup, and his personally made jalapeño jelly if they wanted to have sandwiches.

“Woaaaah, that looks amazing! This is perfect, totally Christmas good!” Brent cried. He hummed happily as he began to take from the cache of delicious leftovers, plating the ham and potatoes to heat up in the microwave. Kyle just smiled at his friend’s excitement, before joining him with his own plate. Before long, they were both back on the couch, happily devouring the warm hearty food.

“So, what do you wish you could get for Christmas?” Brent asked Kyle, their meals nearly done. “Like, say, you could have anything in the whole world, like a million dollars or a plane. What would you want?”Brent took another piece of ham and chewed on it as Kyle tapped his chin, thinking.

“What would I wish for,” Kyle muttered. After a moment he sighed, “I think I would go with a billion dollars or something like that. That way I would get through the rest of my life pretty easily. Wouldn’t have to worry about bills or college payments. Would want a job to probably kill some time and relax more. Or maybe wish that I had superpowers. I mean it would be pretty cool to have a Stand from Jojo or RWBY powers. Maybe wish that I was a protagonist in an adventure or something. Making one of my waifus real and in love with me would be amazing. I don’t know man to many ideas running through my head. What about you? You know what you would wish for?”

Brent leaned his head back, looking up at the ceiling. He chuckled with a grin. “Man, you’re such a nerd. Still, though, if I could wish for anything? If have to say... probably a girlfriend. Like, a super hot one, and smart, and rich and all that stuff. That’d be awesome!” He laughed. “Still, not to say I don’t mind spending Christmas with you! You’re no hot girlfriend, but hey, at least I can watch anime and junk with ya!”

“Not a bad wish. I can’t blame you for wanting a hot girlfriend, since it would be nice to have one, especially around this time of year. So many romantic stuff is set around this time of the year after all, and I do want a nice pretty girl myself,” Kyle laughed. “If we had girlfriends then they would probably like anime and video games too. Her being smart would be great and if she was rich would just be another good thing.”

“Yeah, that sounds great. She and I would be watching anime and playing video games, she would probably own my ass in fighting or shooters, or if we did RPG’s we would be talking over the character we make and the choices as well,” Brent sighed. “Man I really wish that I had a smart, rich, and smoking hot girlfriend that loved me.”

Unknown to the two the star on the Christmas tree began to sparkle for a moment before the light that it had faded and looked more like a silver star.

“Don’t worry man I’m sure you’ll meet someone like that one day. And someone smoking hot? Really?” Kyle asked with a smirk.

“Don’t be like that, you would want one like that too,” Brent replied.

Yeah, yeah, I know I would,” Kyle laughed. He twitched, scratching at his suddenly itchy leg. Brent grabbed the TV remote, putting his empty plate off to the side.

“Anyway, good to press play?" he asked Kyle, who nodded.

As the fourth episode began and the two laughed at the ridiculousness of the show, Kyle continued to absentmindedly scratch all over his body. He didn’t realize it, but his body hair was slowly fading away need back into his body, leaving his skin utterly and completely smooth. It got softer and paler, as well, evening into a paler tone without blemishes or marks. As the need to scratch died down, his skin finished changing. All of the body hair that lined his body was gone below his eyebrows and his skin had become a fairer shade as if he had stayed out of the sun for a while.

Kyle giggled at one of the jokes from the show and didn’t see Brent giving him a weird look. “Did you just...," he trailed off.

Kyle looked at his buddy questioningly. “Huh? Did I What?”

Brent shook his head. “Nothing, never mind."

Kyle, who shrugged and went back to watching the show, curious about what might happen next. This was the first time he had been able to relax in a while with a friend and he wasn’t going to let it go to waste.

Brent continued to watch Kyle for a few more moments. Has he gotten... shorter? Or skinnier? He rubbed his eyes. He didn’t feel tired, but maybe the heavy food was making him a bit sleepy? It looked like his friend’s head wasn’t in the same place as it was before. Then again that could be explained by him slouching into his seat. No matter. Deciding he was just imagining things, he went back to watching the show.

As they watched the show, weird sensations continued to hit Kyle’s body. He shuffled in his seat on the couch, continuing to scratch at his body. He raised his hand to scratch his cheek and saw that it was free of any of the hair that lined his fingers. The scar that he had gained from a biking accident years ago was gone as well. He raised the sleeve of his shirt and saw that any hair that had lined his arm was completely gone. That alone would have freaked him out, but his arm was now thinner looking, with smooth muscle that made his arm look more feminine. He looked at his other arm and saw that it looked just as womanly as the other.

He felt something tickle the back of his neck and blinked in shock. He was about to reach out to grab what it was but stopped when a large bang of hair blocked one of his eyes.

“What the hell!” Kyle said and immediately stood up as he quickly turned his head and felt his now longer hair whack the side of his face.

“Kyle!?” Brent looked up in alarm. He stood up as well, fumbling for the remote to pause the show, so only the soft Christmas music could be heard. “What on earth...!?" he gasped, looking over at his friend, whose hair had lengthened all down past his shoulders. Now that he stood at his full height he could say with confidence that it seemed like Kyle had lost over half a foot of height.

“Brent, are you seeing this!" Kyle asked in a panic.

“I mean, yeah! But what the hell is this!?" Brent demanded.

Kyle shrugged helplessly as his waist began to collapse inwards and his stomach feeling like it was being massaged by someone. He held his sides and paled at feeling his body collapse in on itself like an empty soda can being crushed by a person. He shivered as he could feel his flabby stomach hardening underneath. The young man had never been the most athletic or healthy, but he had maintained a healthy diet. The changes stopped and he raised his shirt, revealing his new flat and toned stomach.

The brunette raised his shirt, exposing his new flat stomach to the world. The two boys gaped at his new stomach. Brent wanted to reach out and touch it as if to confirm it was real and not a delusion his mind had crafted. The new owner of the stomach paled at it and breathed deeply in, and much to his horror saw it expand, confirming his fears that it was his own.

“What the fuck,” Kyle shivered and let go of his shirt, glad not to be staring at his stomach and waist a moment longer.

The young man nearly collapsed as his legs suddenly went weak. The young man reached down as his exposed feet felt like they had fallen asleep and yet could still feel them. He gulped at the sight of his feet changing into tiny and delicate feet. A cold sensation suddenly came over his toes, as red nail polish appeared on the immaculate toenails, with a coat on his hands soon appearing to match. His hands brushed against his calves and gasped when he felt them becoming thin and feminine. The changes there didn’t last long as it quickly reached thighs becoming softer and wider, swelling into thick womanly thighs that seemed twice as big as they usually were.

“Kyle are you okay?” Brent asked as he grabbed his friend’s shoulders and held him steady.

When Kyle looked back up, Brent saw that his once brown eyes were now a bright amber that looked like gemstones. Brent could hardly believe his eyes as he watched Kyle’s nose shrink before his eyes and become a cute little button nose. His friend’s lips blew up in size as if they had been stung by a multitude of bees. They stopped growing when they were large kissable lips that he imagined in his romantic fantasies. His cheekbones rise higher, his face looking more rounded and enhancing the rest of his now feminine attributes.

“Brent, what’s happening now?” Kyle questioned his voice cracking as his Adam’s apple began to shrink. He started coughing, and with every cough, it rose higher. When it passed he said, “Brent?”

Kyle’s eyes widened at the sound of what had to be his own voice. Now there was a husky sensual tone to it that was far more fitting for his new voice than his old one. A squeak left his mouth and she jumped at the higher pitch that came out of it.

“Oh my god, I think you’re turning into a girl,” Brent said hesitantly, his mind adding that Kyle now looked like a beautiful girl that belonged on a fashion magazine or a cover of playboy with how beautiful he was. He might only have a slim waist but he doubted that would last if his thoughts were proven correct.

Kyle gasped, sounding surprisingly sexy with his now much lower, huskier voice as he felt up and down his body, as his hips began to widen. They pushed out against his jeans, making the previous looseness diminish. He placed his hand on them and gulped, wondering how big they were going to get. His hips finished changing and gave him a body heavy hourglass figure that showed how far he had fallen into his gender.

“How... why! This can’t be possible!” Kyle almost shouted, desperately wanting to wake up and hoping this was a dream.

He squealed as if something had shoved itself between his cheeks. The young man looked over his shoulder, as Brent moved to see what could be bothering his friend. The two could see his butt pushing out, straining against the back of his jeans. The brunette placed his hands on his swelling butt and gulped as his butt pushed his hands out. The growth of his buttocks started to slow, but it did nothing to calm him down as he massaged his rear. His buttocks finished growing when it became a tight shapely full heart-shaped bottom that would have belonged on a sexy athletic model.

“Oh my god,” Kyle gulped.

“I... I have no idea," Brent whispered in horror. He stared as breasts began to emerge from his chest, and Kyle let out a sensual moan as he grasped at them, pressing against his new and sensitive nipples.

Suddenly Kyle’s mouth opened in horror, and he desperately grasped at his groin. He flinched at his biceps touching his expanding chest and moved his arms, but still felt them around the edge of his arms.

Brent gulped as he realized there might be a connection between the two and wasn't sure how to feel about it. He could only watch the growing mounds as if they were a new television show that he was watching with a vested interest. The developing tent on his chest was simply too eye-catching. His friend’s chest finished growing into a large succulent D-cup that were a size of fresh apple-sized boobs that were hidden underneath his, or more likely her shirt, though with how they were pushing her top out it was only a given amount.

“I... it’s gone!” he, now she, shrieked in terror as she patted the front of her pants, lacking a noticeable lump. With a moan of despair, she collapsed back into the couch, shaking in her seat.

Brent stared down at the beautiful young woman that used to be his friend. He slowly sat down next to her. “Oh... oh my God. Kyle? Are you okay!? I mean, what the fuck just happened to you!?”

“I d-don’t know,” Kyle answered as she started to hyperventilate, staring at her chest. The clothes that were barely hanging onto her, hiding all her womanly glory began to tear off her. The broken strands fell onto the floor, including her undergarments fell and couch, leaving her standing in the middle of a pile of shredded cloth, revealing her naked body to her friend. The former young man blushed as she tried to cover her body, placing one arm over her lower body as the other wrapped around her bust.

As Kyle tried in vain to cover her private parts as her clothes began to return to her body, changing color into a dark red. She flinched and the two watched as the destroyed fabric crawled up her body. The broken fabrics restitched themselves and put themselves back together as if they were pieces of a puzzle, being solved. When what was once her pants and underwear had reformed and wrapped around her body, they changed into tight thigh-high boots hugged her legs, and showed off her thick thighs as white fur appeared around her thighs.

The sleeves of her former shirt crawled up her arms and stopped right at her bicep, the same white fur around her thighs appearing around her bicep. The fabric changed into the same leather that consumed her legs. They wrapped her around her fingers until it looked like she large red opera gloves. The pieces of clothing that converged on her legs formed a matching pair of red thigh-high boots with a slight heel that showed off her plush thighs.

The pieces of cloth converged on her body and melded together, the upper portion gaining more prominence over the lower half and forming the same dark red leather leotard, with the bottom half looking like someone could just slip a few fingers into the suit and move it to the side to see everything down there. The same white fur collar formed at the top of the leotard. A zipper formed in the middle of it that began right above her neckline to the bottom of her crotch. Right now it was currently zipped up halfway, right in the middle of her breasts, revealing the top of her pale milky cleavage. Now that her clothes were finished changing she was left in a skimpy red Santa Claus themed leotard that embellished her body’s curves.

Brent couldn’t help but blush as his friend now looked like she belonged more in a strip club or on that magazine of a playboy magazine that he thought of earlier. She had everything he would have wanted in a girl. Big boobs, a thin waist, a pretty face, and a nice butt that would get all the attention.

“Wh-What is this!” Kyle cried with a dark crimson blush from how revealing her new clothes were and how tight they hugged her. It dug into her body and crotch, almost as if she was being given a wedgie. She stood back up and almost topped over from the heels on her. Her blush darkened further and she pulled at the back of her new leotard, grimacing at how tight and how well it showed off her bottom. She blushed and shimmied around, causing the fabric to squeak as it dug into her body.

A sudden headache hit her head like a thousand reindeer, making her stumble. She gulped and held her head as the world spun. She couldn’t feel her body and blinked when she saw her arm was suddenly in front of her face and blinked at how fast her fingers moved. Her vision settled on her friend and a blush settled on her pale face as she instinctively reached up and tried to soothe the pain, her mind growing foggier as a blank look appeared in her eyes.

Brent quickly moved to catch her and blushed at feeling her big boobs pressed against his body. After making sure he held her tight, he stared at Kyle’s face, his jaw slack as he held the beautiful woman in his arms. What the hell had just happened!? His eyes roamed over his former friend, taking in her... well, her everything. Succulent thighs, incredible hips that were nearly entirely exposed, that face, and the long dark hair... his face burned red as he felt himself getting turned on. Embarrassed, he gently laid her down on the couch. He stood up and walked away from her as she continued to wince, holding her forehead.

“Kyle... Kyle! Are you okay in there?” he asked nervously, looking closely at her. She sat herself up, her breasts bouncing ever so slightly under the red lingerie.

“I... I...” the girl winced again before a new look of confidence entered her expression. She purred. “I’m okay, Brent, don’t you worry."

Brent squinted, but asked, still shaken. “What... do you have any idea what happened? Do you think anything else will?"

“I’ll be fine, done worry so much, Brent," Kyle answered, brushing a lock of her dark hair out of her eyes she stood up, balancing remarkably well in the heels. “As for why... Well, I think I know. Remember earlier, when you wished for a girlfriend? You see, I think that came true, and now, well... I’m all yours, Brent.”

Brent stumbled back. “Wait- what?! Kyle, this isn’t a joking matter!”

Kyle stepped closer, gently touching Brent’s arm with her silken gloved hand. She whispered, smiling lavishly at him, her straight white teeth perfectly framed by her gorgeous face. “I’m not joking, Brent. And... I’m not really Kyle anymore, even though I remember being him, so... just call me Cinder, Okay?”

Brent found his face darkening at the way Cinder…Kyle talked to him. He said softly, “Kyle.”

“No no no,” Cinder chastised, her sexy smile still on her face. She led him back over to the couch and sat him down, looking almost like a dominatrix. If it weren’t for the fact that her thighs were rubbing together, showing just how much she wanted him. It was like watching a hungry cougar wanting to be given attention by its owner.

“K-Kyle stop this,” Brent said, his eyes shifting between her rolling hips and her hungry eyes.

“C’mon Brent you know that you want this,” Cinder said, with a saucy smirk. She reached up to the zipper and pulled down. Brent’s eyes were locked onto her hand and she stopped just a little below the bottom curve of her breasts. One simple move and her chest would be bare for him to see. He just had to reach out and move her leotard to see.

Cinder turned, showing her thick butt to him. She heard him suck in his lips and inwardly smirked. She traced her ass and wiggled her butt a little and gave it a light slap, showing just how tight it was. She sat down on his lap, her plush butt pressing right on top of Brent’s junk, and noticed she noticed how his face blushed even further, and his hand’s ball in and out, having to fight the urge to reach out and squeeze.

She smirked and leaned back, putting her face right by his ear and pushing out her chest. She nibbled on his neck, placing light kisses on it, whispering, her voice practically oozing desire. “I’m all yours Brent. I’m your girlfriend and I intend to show you just how much I love you. It’s just us here. My uncle isn’t going to be back until tomorrow. We can have all the fun that we want in the bedroom.”

Brent very nearly whimpered. His boner was pressing intensely against Cinder’s soft, so soft, butt, which she would shift ever so slightly back and forth to rub against him. His face burned like a star and gulped as Cinder nibbled his neck. He let out a moan, pitching his head back, trying to think of what he should do. Should he fight this? Was it even worth fighting?

“I...," he started, struggling to keep his sense with Cinder’s gorgeous soft body pushing against his. “Don’t you think we.. don’t you want to go back...?”

Cinder tsked, before placing one finger over his mouth to shush him. She purred smiling faintly and leaning in, her breath tickling his nose. “Now why would I want to go back, when I have you?”

Suddenly, Cinder’s soft red lips touched Brent’s, and it felt like an electric shock went through him, making him freeze and his mind ponder. It felt... she felt so amazing... surely this wasn’t worth fighting? His resolve broke as Cinder’s tongue entered his mouth, swirling and stirring against his own. Giving in, he pushed into the kiss, swishing his tongue against hers. He wrapped one arm around her waist and used the other to grope Cinder’s luscious butt, which was so soft and smooth Brent nearly couldn’t believe it. He just wanted to keep massaging it and use it as a pillow.

Cinder broke off from the kiss, both of them panting as a string of saliva hung between the two. She licked her lips and had a noticeable dark blush on her face. She gulped and pondered over his taste. The way his tongue tested and his saliva. There was only one word that could describe her thoughts on his taste.

“Perfect....," Cinder whispered. She leaned in, pushing Brent so that he was lying on his back against the couch. She stared into Brent’s green eyes, entranced, and he looked up to see Cinder’s glowing amber eyes and the thrilled expression on her face. Her face was like a piece of art, perfectly symmetrical and glowing with affection that he couldn’t bring himself to look away from. She whispered hungrily. “Brent, I’ll be perfect for you, you’ll see!”

“You already are,” Brent moaned, causing her smile to grow. He reached out and hesitantly reached toward her breasts. He knew that she had given the ok, but even so it felt so strange for him to reach out and grab. He had never done anything like this before and worried that he would misstep and do something that would turn her off forever. A naughty giggle came from her that made his blush darken even further.

“You shouldn’t be afraid to play with my body, Brent,” Cinder chastised as she grabbed his hand and placed it right on her breast. She forced him to squeeze and tittered. “I said it before I’m all yours. You can do whatever you want to me love.”

Brent breathed in squeezed and fondled her breast of his own volition. She moaned loudly as her body started to heat up, especially her crotch. As he played with her tit he saw her nipples hardening, actually poking through her leotard. Seeing the top of her pale mountains poking through her leotard he grabbed one of her nipples and played with it using his thumb and pointer finger as the rest of his fingers continued to play with her breast. He had imagined doing this with a girl, but he had no idea what it would truly be like, but now he knew and he loved the feeling of her soft breasts in his hands and found himself falling hard for his new girlfriend.

Cinder moaned louder as she bit down on her lips, rubbing her aching pussy over his dick. She could feel his erection growing bigger and the more he played with her the more she wanted to take off his pants and play with it, but most of all she wanted him inside of her. She wanted to rip off his pants and ride him like a horse, or for him to put it in her ass, but she knew better than to rush into it. The make out and the foreplay was just as fun in their own way she was sure.

A loud bark made the two jump as they saw Marley staring at the two of them. Cinder after a moment went back to kissing him on the neck and cheek and said, “C’mon let’s continue in the bedroom. We aren’t going to have any interruptions in there.”

Brent gave a muffled agreement, and the two stood themselves up to walk over to the bedroom. Brent, recovering slightly from his haze, tried to adjust his jeans to hide the boner now pressing visibly from his crotch.

Cinder glanced down and saw his attempts, and a sultry grin crossed her face. “Oh, no why would you hide that?" She reached down and gently fondled his dick through the jeans, her delicate gloved fingers softly rubbing against the rough fabric. She whispered seductively, pushing her body up against his. “I know I’d like to see it... a little more clearly,"

Brent nearly choked on his own breath. This... this Cinder girl that Kyle had become was the sexiest person he’d ever met, and that smoldering look in her eyes nearly made him collapse. Cinder giggled as she guided him into the bedroom, shutting the door gently behind her.

Brent looked around the bedroom that Kyle planned to stay in, which was now completely changed, with red walls and a soft large bed in her middle, romantically lit by Christmas lights hanging around the room. Brent stood next to the bed, unsure if he wanted to go through with this. Surely Kyle might still be in there somewhere, shouldn’t he help him and try to stop this before it went too far.

“Maybe we should- ah!” Brent started and gasped as Cinder pulled off her leotard, revealing her smooth and beautiful body, nipples perked with arousal as she looked at Brent with lust. She slowly pulled off her boots next, leaving only the gloves and hats on, before walking up to Brent, hips swaying seductively.

“Like what you see?”Cinder smirked as Brent’s eyes remained locked on her body. “It’s all yours, Brent... I’m all yours!”

Brent nodded, his tongue dry. “I, um... okay," he finally agreed, giving up on Kyle. After all, Cinder was here now, and a girlfriend like this didn’t come along every day. Purring happily, she pushed Brent down onto the bed, eagerly unzipping his jeans as he pulled off his shirt and let it fall to the floor. Cinder pulled his jeans, and underwear off of him, before gently caressing his dick, her bright Amber eyes focused on its throbbing warmth. She whispered. “I’m gonna show you just how much I love you, Brent, I promise”.

She curled her hand around it and began to bring it up and down. Brent grabbed the sheets of the bed and moaned as she gave him a blowjob. She brought her hand up and down at a slow pace at first and steadily went faster.

Brent closed his eyes with a content smile on his face as his mind wondered what they would next. He knew where this would be leading up to, but he wondered what else she would do to him beforehand. There were all sorts of things that she could do that he could only wonder what might happen to him next. Whatever it was he knew without any doubt that they were going to enjoy it.

After a little why she stopped and she let go of his hard tool, much to his confusion. Brent opened his eyes and was about to look down but groaned as he felt her lips close around his throbbing shaft. He jumped a little from the sudden sensations as her tongue assaulted his tool, licking it up and down and sucking on it as if it were a lollipop. He moaned as she worked her magic, taking him to new heights that he never knew existed. If this was what it was like to have a blow job then he doubted that he could even imagine what it was like to have actual sex.

He watched as she brought her tits up and wrapped them around his hard penis and started to press them together with his penis in the middle. Her soft mounds like soft firm pillows to his equipment that made what she was doing all the better. He was pretty sure between all that she had done before when it came to working with him, this was his favorite.

As Cinder pushed her tits around Brent’s fully erect cock, moaning in pleasure, Brent felt himself reach a climax.

“I- ah! Cinder, I’m gonna cum!" he cried out, and Cinder’s eyes lit up. Clasping her lips over Brent’s cock, she took every drop of cum that came from him into her mouth, happily swallowing the sweet-salty liquid. As the ejaculation ended, she crawled forwards, to lay on his warm chest.

“You taste amazing, Brent..,” she whispered, leaning forwards so she could look into his eyes.

“You, um, think so?” Brent asked, pleased that she believed that.

Cinder smiled. “Absolutely.”

She lay on his chest a moment more, enjoying the warmth of the one she loved, before flicking her hair from her eyes once more and moving in to give Brent a long, deep kiss, shoving her tongue deep into his mouth. Brent returned the kiss, locking tongues with the dark-haired girl, both now humming faintly in pleasure. Cinder broke off the kiss after what seemed like an eternity, pulling her lips slowly away from his.

“So... want to try going all the way, now?" she suggested. “Apparently, I’m on the pill now, so... we can go right now if you want."

Brent’s eyes widened. “Yeah, let’s...Cinder, you’re... you’re amazing.”

Cinder’s heart swelled as a beautiful smile crossed her face. Nothing in the world made her happier than seeing her beautiful boyfriend in front of her, enjoying her company. She said in that same low, sultry voice that made her seem so sexy from the start. “If you think that’s amazing, we’re just getting started.”

Cinder moved over his hard tool and brought herself down onto it. She moaned loudly as she started to slowly bounce up and down on it, rolling her hips and getting used to the way it felt putting it in her. She adored the way Brent made her feel and wanted more. She needed more. The new woman bounced harder up and down, moving with more eagerness, panting harder as they continued.

Brent groaned as well as the folds of her vagina consumed his tool and brought him to even greater heights. He reached up and eagerly fondled her tits. He never thought that he would get to have sex, especially like this, but it was already proving to be so much more. There was one thought that was always consistent in the sea of pleasure in his mind. He was glad that it was with her.

Brent felt his dick seemed to hit a wall and continued to thrust a little hard as she bounced. After one more good thrust, he felt it break. Cinder let out a scream that made Brent stop for a moment, and look at her in concern. He waited and looked at her face, his heart pounding in terror.

“D-Don’t stop,” Cinder ordered. Her eyes narrowed and it would have looked intimidating if it wasn’t for the dark blush on her face and the goofy lustful smile she had on her face. She breathed heavily and continued riding.

Brent stared at her unsurely for a moment and nodded his head as he started to thrust his hips. He slowly continued his fondling, mindful of what he might be doing to her. He didn’t want to give her any pain if he could avoid it.

Cinder slowly rolled her hips in tune with her bouncing and his thrusting. She could feel the well inside of her grow more and more. She could feel herself coming close to a climax and knew that it wouldn’t be too long. The women rode harder, increased her intensity, and could feel the heat building. She screamed as her juices came down, and mere moments after Brent cummed into her.

The two stopped for a moment to catch their breath. The young woman forced herself off of him, her legs slightly numb from the event. She crawled over to him, and he wrapped his arms around her. They looked into each other's eyes with a delighted smile.

“Ready for round 2?” Cinder questioned, and the response that she got was a kiss on the lips.

The two continued to please each other well into the night and didn’t stop until they passed out in each other’s arms, both content and thoroughly exhausted in each other’s arms. Twould be the first of many more nights to come.