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Autumn stood behind the counter, chin in his hands, foot lightly tapping against the ground. He was working in a coffee shop and today had not been eventful at all, in the past two hours he hadn't gotten one customer. He looked around the tiny store that confined him, nobody to talk to. His manager had trusted him as responsible to hold the fort today, and he was doing just that. It was kind of boring to have absolutely nothing to hold it against, though. He whistled and tried to make do.

Frita was walking through town in her dress uniform. This new vision of London had surprised her in many ways, firstly by how diverse it was. She expected a bunch of white cockneys, but the city actually had a population of pretty differing colors and accents. She was also slightly shocked of how accepting everyone was of queer people. Not that she necessarily identified as one per se, but the secret she'd carry around in her slacks until a group shower where it would become an open fact did always make her think about how she fit into the sexual paradigm just a bit.

The tall general walked through a town square that seemed pretty empty. It was eleven hundred hours, she didn't guess many people were exactly traveling at that time of day, but the deadness of everything made her a bit excited. She looked through storefronts and found one coffee shop that had a neon sign saying that it was open...She hadn't had any coffee today, what could it hurt to go and buy some?

Autumn's eyes darted to the door as soon as he heard it crack open, and scanned across the colossal figure came through. Most people would tower over the little 5'4 femboy, but this particular man...no, definitely a woman. This particular woman was above the rest by a significant margin. She had a nice handsome face too, and looked stunningly sharp in her...military dress clothes? Who was this mystery girl?

Frita looked down at the guy at the counter...he was absolutely adorable! She'd always had a thing for black guys, especially the really thin and small type. But this boy right here was absolutely gorgeous. He had curls of hair cascading down past his elbows, big brown eyes, incredibly luscious lips...and was so small! She wished she could see his lower body behind the desk, for not just his thin upper body was enough to keep her occupied.

Frita made a line toward the counter, striding with pride and a big confident grin. She wasn't marching, which would not be appropriate given the civilian setting, but she was definitely making her boots make noise against the linoleum tiling on the floor. The guy was looking up at her and seemed...intimidated. Fun sometimes, but she didn't really want to scare the bejesus out of anyone at this particular moment. "You guys open right now?" she asked sarcastically, hands in her pocket and a big smile on her face.

Autumn found himself getting lost in her big blue eyes and tiny blonde sidecut...she was hella intimidating. When he heard he question he though Oh no, she thinks I'm an incompetent! And stuttered to life with an answer "yes! We are definitely open right now" he began tapping his fingers on the top of the counter in a vain attempt to calm his nerves "What would you like today?"

Frita got mere inches in front of the desk, leaned in, and let her elbow rest on it. She was leaning pretty severely and still her eyes rested a few inches above that of her current target. She smiled and slightly licked her lips "well you know I am parched right now" she moved her body forward, looking down to inspect his lower body...she could tell he had jeans on and that they had tears in the front.

"Oh, well we have plenty of drinks" Autumn responded, finding himself walking backward...was he showing off for this woman? If so, why? What did he have to gain from her gaining a more holistic view of his body? He did sort of like the way his thighs oozed out of the tears in his jeans, and she seemed to as well.

Oh, aren't you just the cutest little thing! Frita thought, not really answering his question as she imagined herself treating him as she wanted to. She would shoot a hand out and lightly pinched his cheek, feeling the soft flesh. She had much bigger hands than his, and despite the way her uniform covered up her arms he could tell that she definitely had some definition in those lmbs. She'd never really do something like that, of course, not so early, but she would just put her hand out and imagine, letting the extremity into his field of vision for him to consider as they continued their discussion

"I...uhh" he looked up at her, lost again in how tall and handsome she was. She really had a strong face, but something about it also spoke of gentleness. And now she was playing with him by pretending to flirt. No way he'd ever get with someone so much taller, stronger, and of higher social standing (Judging by the outfit) she saw his hand on the table and lightly placed her own on top of it.

Frita smirked and removed her pinching digits "Sorry, did I distract you from your job? Didn't mean to do that, not even sure how I managed" she shrugged as she said that, showing off her strong shoulders just a bit. She saw him look at them, even if he may have pretended not to. "well, I'll have a large french vanilla" she rubbed her chin,. Coffee had never been her strong suit. She liked it but her home didn't have any fancy shops when she was growing up and the military never allowed that many options, so she could only really explore it when she was jockeying a desk or out on leave "A large...french vanilla. Can I have two sugars in that too, babe?" she wasn't sure why she was being so familiar this early, she knew she'd just intimidate him.

"Oh yeah of course" Autumn said, glad to finally have a solid direction to go instead of staring at the nice uniform and pretending he wasn't imagining anything. He placed the cup in the machine and set it to pour the coffee. Frita was glad he wasn't looking over his shoulder because her jaw dropped when she saw the absolute state of that ass. He had booty for days,. Almost disproportionate to his body even! It looked like half his muscle and all his fat was all stuffed into that butt which barely even fit in the tight jeans he was wearing. And he seemed to move it around too, she was sure he was slightly twitching it as he nervously sent himself up or tapped his foot.

Frita bit her lip and imagined all of the lewd stuff he must like, all of the ways she could potentially violate that ass of his. She supposed he would probably like a good groping, but moan and pretend he couldn't. And a light spanking, she wouldn't hurt that fragile body (although that booty did look like it could take a pounding...) just get that nice pinkish color to dye his brown skin, from a few choice swats. And those lips did look like they'd do a good job wrapping around a cock. She could even teach him a thing or two about lipstick, she mused. For whatever reason her mom insured that Frita Would know just everything about make-up.

Autumn turned back, smiling awkwardly...she was staring at him, a smirk on her face. He had no idea what to say or how to react, even if he did feel a bit flattered. "You can have a seat while I make this" he didn't want to keep her standing. She just learned over the desk and smiled at him

"Oh, of course. Silly me" she said before about-facing and going to one of the small empty tables that lined the opposite side of the shop. Autumn was impressed by the strength she showed when she showed off her back, she looked so powerful and intimidating

She looked back, quickly, as he stepped toward the machine. He leaned over, and from her higher vantage point she could see what could have been obscured by the counter if she had been lower...his ass sticking straight into the air,. It was like a pair of beach balls shoved under the very tightest denim you could ever imagine, twitching and shaking as he reached down and looked...so fucking sexy and so fucking fuckable. She was definitely going to have to get her hands on that some time. And definitely going to need to get her big fat cock inside of it and make him moan in pleasure till he belonged to her. But that would probably come after some flirting.

"Oh darn, out of vanilla" he said absentmindedly, going into the stock room for a few minutes. Frita merely sat at her desk and contemplated everything she was now planning on doing to this boy. She'd feel sorry for him if she didn't know he'd enjoy it so much. She yawned and leaned into her chair, letting one arm hang over the back as she waited patiently for him to come over to her.

His feet made the sounds of flip-flops as he came to her. Or were they called thongs in this country? Either way they showed that even his feet were cute as heck, with delicate toes and well-manicured nails. Not a hair on them either, seemed like this guy had literally zero hair below his eyebrows. That would be fun.

Here's your coffee, ma'am" he said, handing it over. She took it and removed the lid, smelling deep from the contents before softly sighting, giving him a preview of what sounds he could elicit with his mouth if things got more serious.

"Just the way I like it, all brown and sweet" she said, trying to show him the entendre but he was just looking away nervously. And she was pretty sure it was nothing more than nerves, just a shy boy who didn't quite know how to express himself. "Hey, want to sit down with me and chat" she looked at his nametag "Autumn"

Autumn looked down at his apronned belly, then brought his hand up, awkwardly wiping his hair away as he considered the proposition "Oh, I'm not really supposed to sit down on the job. It is disrespectful to the customers"

Frita rolled her eyes "there's only one customer here, and she would like it if you respect her wishes" she saw that he was considering the message, but still actively apprehensive about planting that enormous ass in a seat. She remembered the voice she used to drill cadets...then decided to turn it down just a bit. "Sit down. Now" she had the slightest Southern twang to her voice, but still spoke an an absolute authority that made like a movie trailer and got butts in seats "That's better, Autumn" she said, extending her hand "I'm Frita

"Hi Frita" Autumn responded, reaching his hand out to hold her's. He was shocked when she grabbed his and pulled it in, kissing it "Well thank you for greeting me Autumn. That's a very pretty name by the way, I hope you like it as much as I do"

Autumn rubbed his head "yeah I guess it's me, if nothing else" he looked around the shop then back at her, noticing just how handsome her face was once again. How did she just walk around with all that strength and confidence "So, Frita, you have a bit if an accent. What's the origin of that?'

She absentmindedly and casually waved her hand "Oh I come from Houston, Texas. I'm actually in the United America Armed Forces. I'm over here as some NAFTO training program, attempting to make sure all the other units are as well-trained as the men and women of the UA Cavalry Corp"

Autumn wasn't an expert on the military, but he had a vague idea of the UACC being a more 'respected" and "Chivalrous" branch compared to the others. He wasn't 100% sure what either word would mean in this context, but nevertheless he found himself impressed with the woman he was talking to. "So you are a soldier in there, eh? How long have you been" he twiddled his thumbs, realizing he didn't know the proper terminology to even ask his question "Soldiering?"

Frita laughed "Oh I've been in the service for about 18 years now, risen through the ranks and..." she looked at Autumn's face. Obviously there was some degree of shock from that revelation. "I've been in there for 18 years. What about you...how old are you??"

"18" the young Brit said to the surprisingly young-looking American. Now that he was honing in his vision he was, perhaps, noticing a few details that he had scoffed at before. She did seem to have a lot of distinction, but was somehow free of wrinkles or grey hairs, anything that would positively declare age "So are you an officer yet?'

"You could certainly say so. My actual rank right now" she took a sip of coffee, letting suspense build just a bit. She saw Autumn's anxiously awaiting face when she placed the cup back on the table "Good cuppa joe, by the way" she said, looking down at it before looking at Autumn again "Anyway, I'm a general right now

Autumn looked impressed. He had somewhat reigned in the more over dramatic nature of some of his reactions but...a general? In his coffee shop? Weren't those guys paid like half a million a year or something? Seemed kind of strange that she'd just..."What brought you into this shop, your majesty" he put just a bit of sarcasm into that final line, immediately terrifying himself with the idea that he would accidentally offend her in his desire to sound perky.

"Hah! Naw first name is fine. But I just like to go around new places and sample the gravy is all. I saw that nobody was here" she looked out the window, noting the emptiness of the streets, then looked back at Autumn "So i decided to step in and see if I could get a good cup of coffee" she took another sip 'and I totally did, I like whatever recipe you guys use here"

Autumn just looked at her, rubbing his chin, and backed up a bit. This woman seemed pretty down to Earth. He had some curiosity to ask her about war experiences in the Otto-Sassanid Imperium or the Syno-Thai warzones, but he realized he probably wouldn't have the stomach to accept whatever answer she may give "the army seems to keep you pretty fit" he said, looking up and down her body

"Oh yeah, ever since basic they've been completely kicking my ass, man. You know they make you run around with a 90 pound pack in the first couple of months?" Autumn looked at Frita inquisitively "pack like...a backpack filled with supplies. But then someone in my company got an injured foot or something like that so I had to carry his pack too, so now I can just run obstacle courses with 180 pounds on my back. Or uhhh, about thirteen stone if your using those neolithic British units" she looked down at his impressed face.

She was carrying, essentially, half and again his own weight and she was talking about it like it was just some neat anecdote. This woman was a physical monster, he was glad she was at least polite about everything, if she chose to be impolite he would have absolutely no power to in any way convince her the other way "So, what was it like growing up in uhhh...Texas?'

She pulled her arm back 'pretty nice. I grew up in the city so I don't have that strong accent unless I get real upset and lose control over my voice, but I interacted with some interesting people and got a few neat adventures with livestock on field trips and all of that. Learned to shoot a gun when I was about eight, sword fighting came pretty soon afterward,and horse-riding was something I had to fight to get a chance at. What about you, Autumn, where did you grow up?"

"He rubbed his head 'well, actually I grew up right her in London. I went to a government school and people there weren't always necessarily nice to me" he sulked a bit in remembrance of all the insanity that had happened in the London School system "but I suppose I earned a decent bit as well. I didn't really end up going to university so...here I am,. Working at this shop"

Frita nodded her head, looking down at the young femboy and considering her next question tactfully "So was growing up in London...nice? Like to you want to keep living here?" she figured she may as well slip it in "have a girlfriend" and for good measure "or a boyfriend, I know the people here are progressive and all that"

He looked up, trying not to look as nervous, scared, or depressed as he truly was "I'm single. And uhhh, it would be a girlfriend" he looked to his side, trying not to let his eyes reveal the fact that he had never actually had a girlfriend. Frita still saw, but made sure not to let him know that she had surmised

"But the city, do you like it? Big clock, underground trains, curry and kebab stands all over the place. Do you appreciate the culture here?

"Its OK" he supposed "I mean leaving here could be a lot of fun, in all honesty. But I obviously have no ticket out" he looked at her again, appreciating her blue eyes. She was so fucking handsome, why did he have to get so flustered from her face "as for living in it, I learned how to take an insult at school, I suppose" he shrugged again

Frita thought Autumn looked absolutely adorable when he was being so dismissive and confused, and felt a strong urge to protect the boy from the harsh and cruel world of the outside. And maybe someday she would, she could definitely see herself as kissing such a pretty face and plump pair of lips every day...actually..."You have a nice face" it started subtly pinkening at that suggestion,. His eyes tried to find a hiding place "I'm serious! You look nice. Your face and your" she considered making locker room talk of his ass, but that would come later "Your entire body, really"

He looked away "yeah I'm flattered you feel that way" he said, grabbing his arm. He never really felt like he was in any way attractive, even if people would sometimes drop comments about his skin or hair or lower body. He always just took those as either subtle jabs or attempts to make him feel better about how unmasculine he was. He adjusted himself in his seat, feeling the panties he had on tig at his butt and genitals. He sighed again

"I really mean it, you are super cute!" Frita asserted 'and if you can't accept that, well you are simply wrong" she lightly tapped the table top "In fact, I think I'd like to ask you out on a date!"

Autumn looked up, a date? Already? He barely even knew this woman, why was she moving so fast? Was he that obvious about his attraction? He raised his hands and then clasped them, "Oh, I don't know when I'd be able to-"

"How About tonight around 6 PM? Are ya working then?" she asked, big smile on her face. She had no interest in letting him make up excuses to avoid living life. She had seen others use those to completely take themselves away from the pleasures available to them, and she had no interest in letting him follow in the same footsteps.

He looked up "Oh, I'm not actually working then..." he trailed off, looking at her again, admiring every individual part of this Goddess who had just walked in on his humdrum life. Did she really find him all that attractive? "What do you even want to do?"

Nothing complicated" she started "Just A walk in the park,. Maybe some ice cream, if you get tired I can carry you around..." Autumn was taken aback from that. She must mean the park down the street, that much was easy...but why was she talking about carrying him around? He tried to reason his way into that being a simple brag about strength but the tone and facial features when she said that just....well quite frankly they screamed of intimacy. She was flirting with him, or at least he was pretty sure she was. And she was being aggressive about it, at that! He'd have to talk like this was a date...but he had no idea how dates worked!

Autumn started twiddling his thumbs again...she was pretty serious about wanting him to go somewhere and do something, at least from her voice 'oh, well that could be fun I guess. I...I think I'd have to think about that" he rubbed his chin, then she rubbed under it

"Think or know?" she raised an eyebrow at him and lifted one side of her plump, kissable lips. Then she placed the tip of her finger on his. They were so nice-feeling, she knew that they'd feel heavenly on her own lips and completely sublime on her cock. And they would go on her cock before the night was up, she'd be sure of that much.

"I" he wanted to say no to her but he was quickly finding himself unable. She had such a commanding voice, presence, and general aura about her that he could barely even think when he looked at her. But he did know that she wanted him to do something, and he couldn't help but acquiesce "I can definitely be there" he said, feeling controlled and adjusting his legs in his seat. He was rock hard in his panties, he knew his jeans were tight enough that she'd be able to see his arousal if he got up but....she could now, couldn't see? It must have been written all over his face like print on a newspaper. "Is that OK?"

"Oh that's more than OK" she said, getting up, she adjusted her own pants giving him a peek at her bulge. It was fucking enormous, when he saw it he considered what a woman like her must be able to do swinging around a stick like that. He realized her bulge was hypnotizing him after way too much time staring at it. "Eyes are up here, bruv" Frita said in imitation of his English accent.

"Sorry" said Autumn, awkwardly scooting back and meeting her eye-t-eye. He felt humiliated but...she seemed fine with things. Not mad at him at all, she seemed to almost be admiring him from p there when he looked her in the eyes. She lifted a hand up and pointed at her cheek. "Whats up?"

"I'm about to leave. I need you to give me some sugar before I go" she was commanding slightly harder now, she didn't think it was enough to unreasonably control him or anything, just to tell him that she meant business as far as romance went.

"I'm not sure if that would be a good idea" said Autumn awkwardly. He couldn't exactly say what the big deal was out in the open, but this would be the first time he'd kissed a girl in such a context and it was just...such a big jump. He looked up hoping that he could demand some form of acquiescence from her

"Well, I'm waiting. You do put sugar in things at this coffee shop, don't you?" she was sounding impatient now, but just slightly. She always thought that hollering was one of the least sexy things anyone could possibly do, it was always better to speak in a slower, sexier voice. But that didn't mean she couldn't emote. She considered herself a master of emoting without making it uncomfortable blatant.

"Oh" Autumn found himself getting up, approaching frita slowly with his hands in his pockets. Her cheek was so far up that his lips wouldn't just reach them, he got on his tip toes and Frita laughed

"Sorry" she said, lowering her head so her cheek was on level with him, and in the process touching her cock against his belly. He felt the warmness of the bulge and tried to pretend that he didn't, he couldn't. But it felt so hot and hard and commanding that he couldn't help but keep it in his head. He regulated his breathing and puckered up, his big sexy lips met with the side of Frita's cheek and he did his best to make the contact last. She smelt so nice, and her skin felt so smooth and soft against his lips.

Frita sighed, that kiss was definitely a promise of some good things to come, he knew the basics of how to use his lips and they contoured so perfectly to her, she would have so much fun with those meat-flaps. She wondered, briefly, if he had noticed when she had lightly pressed her erection right into his torso. Frita suspected that he may have. She returned the favor by lightly placing her thigh against his crotch as she met him in a mild hug. Her thigh felt a bulge alright, but also some thin undies underneath his jeans...was he wearing panties? She'd have to figure that out some time!

"You are a very good kisser" she sultrily declared before moving her face down into his big kinky locks. She breathed in slowly through her nose, absorbing as much scent from his scalp as she possibly could, making sure to remember his exact smell. He didn't wash his hair the previous night, but despite all the work he had done since then he didn't stink much from sweat, more just a salty flavor. He had washed his hair the night before last and put in some kind of special product for conditioning. Frita couldn't identify the exact soap that Autumn used but it was definitely some kind of women's brand. This boy sure was up to experience femininity, just the way Frita liked it. Her lips moved to his ear, just close enough that her breath touched it but her lips floated mere millimeters away "You smell very nice too. I need to find out your routine some time, champ" she said before pulling away.

Autumn was barely even coherent anymore he had just had undoubtedly the most erotic experience of his life, and had been played like a damned fiddle. He wasn't sure what touching was on purpose and what was on accident, but he was sure that he had just been asked out on a date with this big, handsome woman. He watched her walk away, throwing her cup at the trash can, missing just slightly "Oh sorry Autumn, any way you could pick that up for me?"

"Uhhh" he walked up to the cup and the can, not wanting to disobey this woman. She was such a commanding figure and he just had an urge to serve her. He walked to the can and leaned over all the way. This time Frita changed her vantage point when staring at his ass, finding his shirt riding up and his pants riding down...oh yes, there they were. Plain purple ones, boy shorts but clearly girls' underwear. She loved how they hugged him so tightly "And where something nice" she said, hinting at what she'd seen but not directly stating it. She liked to command by that strategy, at least with the little ones she would pick up in town when she was having these adventures

"I'll try and wear something nice" he said, throwing away the cup before looking over his shoulder. He was right, she was definitely staring at his ass. He wanted to say he hated that but the attention definitely turned him on at some level. He found his hips were shaking a bit, and her eyes would follow. She laughed and walked out.

Autumn went to the bathroom and started hyperventilating, grabbing the mirror and placing his forehead against the mirror. He had just done something but he was feeling surprisingly optimistic about his date tonight/. He could finally make himself all sexy and strut in public. On the other hand, he'd have to try and be sexy then strut around in public.

Frita, for her part, had a pretty easy time getting home and relaxing. There was nothing for her to worry about, really. As far as she was concerned she had already sealed the deal. As long as he showed up, of course. If he didn't she'd just catch a movie somewhere, buy a new fleshlight from a nudie book store and have some fun at home. Then maybe give him some guff at work the next day for standing her up. He probably worked the same shift, she thought as she put on a leather jacket and jeans, a pretty simple masculine outfit.

But on another level she considered the entire doubt to be useless. Of course he'd show up, she had seen how submissive and obedient he was around her. She didn't think he was even capable of disobedience with that kind of attitude. He'd probably just do precisely what she commanded with no variation, before acquiescing to her every order. She was on the subway, she was pretty sure people in this city called the things "tubes" when she considered juts how obedient the boy seemed to be. That was no good, at least for her conscience. She'd have to leave him with a big wad of cash after she'd supplied him with the wad of cum, otherwise he may completely misinterpret the entire situation.

Autumn dressed to impress, but was terrified of how he could be perceived in his current outfit. He wore a sweater without shoulders, a pair of black tights, and some tiny shows that he thought showed off his little feet pretty well. He admired himself in the mirror, posing a few times before he considered make-up but...no, that was too far, wasn't it? Beside, he didn't even know how to put any on, and his roommate had a COMPLETELY different skin tone from him, it probably wouldn't even work. He'd just go as is, the woman seemed to appreciate him the first time around after all.

He ran to the door and then got nervous, grabbing a coat from the coat rack before putting it over his back and coming back, leaving the house with a giant trench coat hiding his outfit from everybody. He still showed his hair off, but at least people wouldn't see how completely sexualised he had left himself. He thought his ass and torso both looked pretty good, but he just wasn't ready to show them off yet. Beside, who wanted to look at a tiny femboy like him?

He got to the park and started looking around, unsure of where to see his date, before he heard it "Hey, Autumn!" he looked back and to his shock saw Frita sitting on a bench, her legs crossed and her arms ready for a hug "get over here, now! Come on, sit in my lap and we can talk!"

Autumn came in awkwardly, the light around the bench showing his clothedness in the dark of night. Frita got of her butt and walked up to him, grabbing his trenchcoat in both hands "What are you, about to pull a gun and start shooting up the place or something?"

"No!" he sounded, not quite getting the reference, then suddenly he was stripped of his covering and hands started lightly touching his sides "nice bod, man" came what at least sounded like a legitimate compliment.

"Thanks" he weakly replied. He felt very embarrassed, but as he walked toward the bench he squealed when he got a light slap on the ass.

"Dude you have some grade-a hams, I guess it's true what they say about Londoners" she pinched his cheek and then walked forward "SO, you meet people in this park a lot? Its decent looking"

"Not too much" he said, following the lead of the amazon. He found his arms wandering over his body as he considered all the touching that had just taken place in such quick succession, his date barely seemed to have processed that she had even made contact. Autumn wasn't sure why that didn't bother him more, but for whatever reason he was OK with that. "You are actually my first, ever" he said, getting slightly closer to Frita

She placed a hand on his bare shoulder, feeling his body heat and lightly brushing the brown skin "You don't get a lot of stars up here, for one thing" she absentmindedly declared 'One thing about deployment is that I can usually sleep under them, see all sorts of neat constellations. You ever learn any constellations? You ever even see the stars?"

"A few times when I was visiting the country" admitted Autumn. He was already feeling a sense of wonder and he hadn't even known this girl for a day. Was she hypnotizing him or something? Now she was walking away! "Come look around with me!" hollered the Texan general, walking down the path and looking around the park 'this place is pretty neat!" he came quickly behind her but found that he had some trouble catching up.

"Could you not walk so fast!' he said, reaching for her back and grabbing her jacket. She looked over her shoulder 'I could, but I have a better solution" she said before grabbing him under the armpits and picking him up like he was nothing. She wasn't lying about her packs, was she? Suddenly he found himself getting placed on her back "wrap your arms around my neck for stability. Don't worry about squeezing, you can't pull hard enough to choke me"

He did just as she said, the crook of his elbow around her neck as she ran through the park, his legs around her waist and the wind in his eyes, often nearly blinding him from the intense speeds that they would take in their goal of exploring the park. He felt himself vibrating against her backside and went in closer, terrified of what may happen if he were to let go. "Hey, you Okay up there?' asked a concerned Frita

"Yes" he lied, obviously enough that Frita turned let him down. He was relieved to be off of the back, but also a bit concerned that he may of offended Frita. He didn't mean anything by it, she was just running so fast and it sort of scared him to be like that was all

"Oh, poor little thing" she commented with a condescending streak, but a well meaning one "I know how I can make things better" she said before grabbing him under the armpits "wrap your legs around my midsection"

Autumn looked down a bit dumbfounded but way too embarrassed to disobey, slowly getting his legs around the woman's waist, he felt an incredibly firm torso underneath his crotch, looking up as if to confirm what he felt was the real thing. "I did a lot of crunches in basic, still have to do them today for the physical exams"

"They feel impressive" Autumn started, really wanting to feel up those abs and see what the torso really looked like. But requesting that kind of thing would be rude, especially this early on. "I bet you are very proud of your physique"

"You bet I m!" Frita boisterously replied, cupping Autumn's ass with both hands and making him jump into the air with a frightened shrill screech, gnashing his teeth as he felt the warm, strong hands feel him through his leggings. Frita looked down over his shoulder, playing with the tight lower garments a bit "these are really nice, they contour almost perfectly. Wherever you got them did a good job of supplying for your specific body" she pulled them tighter so they wrapped right around that big, thick, round ass. Damn he looked good in this moonlight. She had to reach down and pinch again "You like that?"

"Uhhh" was all Autumn could manage. He was mesmerized but also felt just slightly used. He didn't want to offend Frita, and in his embarrassment just naturally got closer into her...but didn't really want to do it this early. He just looked at her eyes and then back down.

"Oh I got ya" she brought his upper body it, closing their chests together. Despite being female, she definitely had a firmer and more muscular chest than Autumn, the muscle tone on it was amazing and if he was being honest it felt pretty good against his own chest "I get it, you want to get romanced some more first. I'm a master of romance, I can do that for ya" she said, hugging him even tighter, so tight that he could just barely breathe in complete comfort, then walking off with him in tow. "So have you always liked futa?

"I mean, I like girls I guess. They never talked to me much, but yes girls and futa are fine" Autumn was already warming up to her again. He listened to his chest and all he could hear was a rapid beat. He was comfortable despite what had just happened, the idea that he may already be in love with this woman he hardly knew crossed his mind and thoroughly terrified him. "So, have you always preferred boys so much?"

"I dated a girl or two in high school, but ever since I got in the military pretty much just boys. I mean I've done this and that with girls but almost all guys. It's kind of funny actually, I'll often beat them at some sort of physical contest and they'll pretend to get all offended, but in reality all they want to do is...what do you guys say, polish my knob? Is that an expression over here?"

Autumn was impressed and slightly off put by the vulgarity of the anecdote "Yes that is an expression, I bet there is a lot of knob polishing for you" he said, trying to clear images of his own mouth going to down on her cock from his perverted little mind. He wasn't just a natural slut or anything, there were just some misunderstandings going on between him and an older girl he had a...just a silly crush on. He was just being young and filled with wanderlust. Maybe some regular lust as well. "Do you...have you ever been married or anything like that?"

"I've definitely considered settling down, a bunch of other generals have wives or husbands who they can tow around the world with them. But for now I'm more of a guy-in-every-port type gal" she gently cleared some hair from his eye "But very few ports out there have any guys as cute as you. You have any big aspirations with life, Autumn? Beside running the coffee shop?"

"Not exactly, no" he said, looking down "Just a job I got because a friend in high school quit and suggested me. Its OK and everything, but I'm not really attached to it. Oh god was he already imagining himself as her wife? Husband, whatever he would be in relation to a creature like herself? He seemed to be. He closed his eyes and bit his lip in a desperate attempt to ban ich those thoughts from his head

"Just OK? Well, you met me there for one thing" boisterously responded the futa general, before moving in and kissing him on the cheek "Any siblings?"

"I have a few cousins I'm close with but no actual brothers or sisters." he looked up. He really wasn't nailed to this city at all, was he. Was she making sure he could leave at any time or...no, no way. She had to just be making small talk. Unless she legitimately was considering allowing him to come with her as her military spouse...but that was just a silly fantasy, she obviously wasn't rally the kind of girl who'd just up and do that with some guy she barely even knew. "What about you?" he finally managed to return to coherent conversation "Do you have any siblings?"

"Six, all younger. It was kind of my job to herd them when I was a kid. Learned to change a diaper at the age of nine and had to engage in way more discipline and child-rearing than kid ever should. But enough about my career leading grunts around" she laughed heavily at her own joke. Autumn returned the laughter, bt she realized he was probably just being polite. She made a mental note to be more in-line with a mainstream sense of humor, this guy simply came from a different cultural background and would not get every single military joke she made, probably not even a majority. "Any big aspirations in life?'

"Oh, you know..." he didn't really want to just say no to such a simple life question, but he didn't really have any hardset hopes or dreams beside generally surviving until he was dead. Romance had always appealed to him in an abstract sense, but he was never exactly one to pursue it. Things just got so complicated and scary and nervewracking after a few encounters, the drama involved simply was not for him.

"I see" she had heard non-answers like that a lot in recruitment and basic discussions with new grunts. It was pretty common, especially for this generation, for young people at that age to simply not know what they were doing in life. She wasn't exactly all that different when she was his age, except that she had the opportunity to serve her country. But Autumn Was far too gentle to make it in the military, it would be like sending a rose in to serve as a two-by-four, just smashing something beautiful. "Well, people are sometimes older by the time they get any kind of hard set specific calling in life" she stated as diplomatically as she could. She knew his heart must have bled from the intensity of his alienation from the world, but simply confronting him about it wouldn't do her any good.

She silently kept walking with him for a few minutes, looking down on occasion to make sure he was still hugged against her. She started to feel like his personal safety blanket, the way he would imply get in on her and completely wrap around her front. She seemed like she was some sort of powerful guiding force to him. He had so many silly dreams about her at that moment, but he knew none could ever come true. So he just hugged tight and let her take him on a ride until she was done. They stopped, soon afterward, by a lamp-post. "You gave me a nice gift at the coffee shop" said Frita in the most aggressively sultry voice she could muster. Autumn looked up

"Oh, the coffee-" suddenly he understood she was talking about the other thing. He supposed it was a gift, of a sort, to simply press his lips against her cheek like that. He enjoyed the way she tasted but...but that was just a kiss she had goaded him into, it didn't mean much of anything did it?

"well" she started slowly rubbing his back, pressing him back into it "I was thinking that maybe...just maybe...i could return the favor" her eyes met him with a harsh intensity, and he held tightly to her. She moved in and made a long, passionate smooch in his cheek. He felt butterflies in his tummy and jolts of electricity all over his body as he accepted the kiss with a simple sigh. She was handling him so well. He wanted more. He squeezed harder

"Maybe another kiss would be helpful?" she asked, pressing her forehead against his and then angling her head so their lips were barely apart. She extended hers and slowly pursed them against his. He kissed back as well as he could, well enough that he seems to get a reaction out of her, although in his heart he was still suspecting that he was doing everything wrong. She held herself against him and went in deeper, her tongue penetrating between his lips and making him gasp this time. Oh yes, he would seem to be enjoying this quite a bit. Enjoying this enough that she may have to go even farther. She slowly broke the kiss and looked into his dreamy, nearly-glazed eyes "You liked that?"

"Y-yes" he said as she led him to a bench, sitting down and pushing his slightly away from her. He was breathing so hard as she placed a hand under the bottom of his sweater, just gently rubbing against his abdominal muscles. They weren't super defined, but he barely had any body fat so she could find them. When she waved her hand around he would swoon at the contact. This guy really was inexperienced, wasn't he? Or maybe her hands were as electric as some of the boy-whores would say they were.

"We can go even further then this" she kissed his shoulder through the opening on his sweater and moved her hand even higher, this time caressing a nipple with it. That drove him crazy enough that he rocked and moaned in her grip. "Oh, you are sensitive up there? I'll have to jot that down for suture reference" she said before getting in deep and kissing him on the neck, this time caressing both nipples with the hands under his sweater. He felt so fucking hot at that moment that he couldn't even think, just feel this intense assault of pleasure coming right at him. He was loving it so much that his fears were just sort of melting away.

"Yes Frita, keep going" he groaned, inching up. He felt a bulge under his butt, a colossal one. This woman really was as hung as he had thought when he hugged her in the coffee shop, maybe more. That turned him on so much that he immediately swooned, having to grab her torso just to balance himself. She had such defined abs. He desperately wanted to see them, feel them, worship them. Maybe he could.

She looked down. He was definitely feeling up her front. Boys wouldn't always take interest in her torso, but this one was. She considered her options, deciding she'd pull up her own shirt in time. For now she'd just grab him under his sweater and pull him in more closely, making sure that his body hugged her own. He moaned as he was brought in, gasping slightly as he felt her member between his plump, fat cheeks. She was really making him dream and moan for her.

"Do you want another kiss?" Frita's voice sounded off, almost like she was giving an order. Autumn nodded and quickly he was rewarded for his confirmation with a wonderful smooch right on the lips, before a through tugging. He let her into him as she began bouncing him on her cock. That was quite possibly the most amazing part, he really like how his ass felt when it wrapped around her prodigious member, he wasn't even getting penetrated yet and already he was starting to feel like he was gonna cum. He probably put some of that in his voice, because before too long she was bucking to bounce him on and off of it.

His ass was wonderfully soft in all the right ways, it contoured around her and met her needs in a fuckhole with absolute excellence, feeling like it was designed just for her. For Autumn's part, her indescribably hard and heavy cock made he made contact with it. Frita looked at his eyes, they were closed tight as they could be to let him enjoy the sensation in other places. His cheeks were red as tomatoes and radiating heat from the intense passion. His teeth were wrapped around his bottom lip with such intensity she was worrying that they may break the skin if she wasn't careful with handling him from this point on. She kissed him on the ear "You want to keep going?"

"Uhhh?" he said, and she started peeling his tights off. He freaked out, realizing he was in a public park, and grabbed at her wrists in an attempt to stop her. He probably should have realized that he was in absolutely no position to make her limbs do anything but what she was demanding they do, but he tried anyway. "Wait, no!" he started, only to be silenced with a hand going over his mouth.

"Just having some fun with my new boytoy" Frita said matter-of-factly, picking him up and laying him down in the grass. His body was like a doll to her, once again he had no choice but to admire and envy her incredible strength as she quite literally laid him out. She forced his hands above his head and held both wrists with her left hand, her right slowly moving across his chest "Can you break out of this, babe?"

"Please stop!" he pleaded, his muscles burning as he tried his hardest to get his hands out of Frita's tight grasp, but nothing was working. She really was a strong woman, so strong that he couldn't compare in the slightest. He felt admiration swelling again but at the same time couldn't help but fear what may be done to him.

"I'll take that as a no." she mocked, cuddling her crotch up against his butt and slowly peeling down his tights "Pink and white striped panties, huh? You really know what I like!" she said before slapping his ass. He felt humiliated and terrified as he was displayed like this in the park, but that slap left a serious mark on his ass, he would have that handprint for quite a while. But it did more, it encouraged him. He wouldn't want to say that he enjoyed the strike, but it certainly revved his engine a bit. She sure knew how to handle him but...but...

"Not here" he begged, struggling again, knowing it would be useless but having no other strategy to turn to. This time Frita felt something inside of her, probably along the lines of pity. She had considered her prey to be just that moments ago, bt it was becoming apparent that he was having some legitimate emotional stress. She grabbed his tights again and peeled them back up, before lightly moving her hand around to briefly pat his crotch.

"Fiiiiine!" she said with a bit of sarcastic tiredness, hoping to come across as endearing to his empathy by spoofing her own demanding nature. She picked him up under the armpits "Sorry I was so pushy with you, but you have to admit you were enjoying it."

She placed him on the ground and cuddled behind him, lightly kissing his neck as she kneaded his ass. He was shoved right into the nape of her shoulder and was breathing deeply. He wanted her, certainly, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to go through with this. He struggled briefly in her grasp and considered some more options, touching her thighs and feeling her all over him. He sighed as he got in deeper.

"You at this, don't you? You want me all over you, dominating you through my own body, making you into my perfect little lover?" asked Frita, her finger slwoly rubbing into his asscrack. He gasped and came in close

"Please!" he said into her shoulder, hugging in more closely. Frita looked down

"Please what?" please what indeed. What was Autumn asking for? He wanted her but, well, he had never fucked in the park before. He had never even fucked before! How could he get her while denying her? Why was this becoming so difficult for him to process? He nuzzled in and gently started to pant at her. She patted his shoulder and smiled down "Please...do something else? Do you not want me?"

"No!" he said, kissing her neck "I want you so much but...people could see us"

"And you have such a nice body to look at" she squeezed his butt and he squealed. She saw that he was legitimately uncomfortable at this point and rubbed her chin "OK, look, maybe we need a different deal here" she started, looking down for a reaction from him. He perked up slightly.

He looked to his side and considered things. In all honesty, yes, he would absolutely be excited about getting in her pants in more private circumstances. Bit he also didn't want to seem like a slut or anything.. Or did she want a slut? He seemed like he wanted to please her more than anything, and she did ask a leading question "I think a visit to your apartment would be lovely" he started, wringing his hands at her

"Oh I completely agree" she said, bringing him in for another kiss before pulling them together chest-to-chest "wrap your legs around me, babe. Make sure you get a good grip". Occasionally rubbing his big soft bottom as she smelled his shoulder "You bathed in something nice" she said as she walked toward the subway station, cupping him with both hands before moving them up to only grab his back

"Thanks, it's just some soap a female friend recommended." he said. The streets were pretty unoccupied, nobody seemed to be looking around or caring very much about the two young lovers on their way to make a date at one of their houses, and the relative uncaringness of the sparse crowd helped a bit with the nervousness that Autumn was feeling maybe nobody did care if he was horny, maybe it wouldn't be the absolute worst thing in a world to be just a little slutty every once in a while.

She held him just as well when she bought the ticket, the woman who sold them told her that kids under twelve get a reduced fair and she had to laugh at that before showing him Autumn's face "Sorry, but he's not a personal possession of mine...yet!" she japed, getting a gentle smile from the woman as Autumn just looked dumbly embarrassed by it. What did she mean yet? He could figure some likely probabilities, but he didn't really want to think she was already thinking so far and intimately into their relationship. Or, on some other level, he supposed he did want to think that she was doing that much just for him. His expectations and hopes were moving all over the place, maybe it was just the feeling of her warm arms around him.

She let him sit in her lap in the empty subway car, feeling up his ass the whole time. Every time they stopped he would freak out, but nobody ever walked in to see the woman who was completely playing with his poor, horny reproductive system.

He leaned onto her and closed his eyes tightly, not saying anything as she would occasionally call him sexy. When her stop came she picked him up and ran out, going straight through the subway station like a woman possessed. He was a bit terrified by just how efficiently she could carry herself, but at the same time was definitely aroused by the idea of having this kind of woman fucking him over and over again.

She got through the station and was out on the street in a few minutes, running him through a block or two of buildings before arriving at the door to her apartment. "Are you ready to lose that v-card, babe?" she asked, making no uncertain terms of her intentions as she rubbed his face with her fingers, making sure he would smile and m oan at her stimulation and command. He was obedient enough in that capacity at least.

He couldn't say much, but managed a "yeah" before she ra him up the stairs and pressed him against the door. He was getting squished between her muscular torso and the hardwood planks of the door as she filled with her keys, he had no idea if the rock or the hard place was harder but he enjoyed the hell out of his predicament between them. When she finally got the lock and opened it, she threw him onto her couch. The room was nice, but he could barely take in any details as the door slammed and a big bulging groin walked toward him.

"Oh god I've been waiting so fucking long for this release. Unzip me, babe" he reached his hand out and slowly began to pull down, noticing how the bulge began to expand and push out harder as the pants came down. The jeans undies underneath were blue and tight, and soliciting a watering from his mouth.

"Now, fish it out" she undid the buttons of her jeans and let herself tent in her much stretchier boxer-briefs, a wet spot of precum clearly visible on the tip as her enormous penis threatened to tear straight through the fabric. He noticed her musk when he got his face up, smelling everything he could about her and feeling his loins and asshole both go crazy with desire, electricity charged through his nipples and butterflies danced in his belly. He had to have this.

"Of course" he started to say, not sure how to address her. He wanted to show some initiative, make it clear how he wanted to please her "daddy" he said as he grabbed her waistband and she smiled down with pride at her newly obtained "daddy' title. He saw her satisfaction as she slowly let it down, the cock violently slapped against his face, covering him from mouth to scalp and then some. She grabbed his shoulder and started slowly rubbing herself on his face to make sure that she would get her cock all over it. She supposed by doing this she was marking her territory, to coin a phrase.

"Suck my balls" she said with arms demandingly crossed, and he obeyed. His mouth wrapped around the left one and his tongue flicked across her scrotum as the cock continued to rub right against his face. It Was dripping precum in his hair and he loved the way that felt. He tasted her salty sweat and felt her warm hot rod against his face and sucked harder, wanting nothing more in that moment than to give her the greatest orgasm of her life. He supposed she could probably cum buckets with balls like the one in his mouth.

She pulled it out soon afterward, smiling down at him '"You want the real thing now, don't you bitch?" she said in the sweetest tone she could manage for such harsh words. But he did want it, desperately. He was pretty sure he needed it. His mouth had started to literally water in anticipation and he was heading right toward the cock, awkwardly trying to get his face around it in order to properly begin a session of sucking. Slowly he got his face over the tip, licking her urethra as a fountain of gooey precum dumped right into him. He looked up for approval, finding something

"Oh, that is nice" observed Frita, grabbing her shirt from the bottom and pulling it up. Her abs were everything he had imagined and more, her pecs somehow even better as big hard frames for those breasts of hers that were so tiny you could easily miss them when looking at her. But he was never in this for the titty, anyway. She looked down at him now that she had her shirt off, slowly pushing her hips forward "You will be a blowjob queen before you know it. But for now...just start at the tip"

Autumn was impressed with the words. He tried his best to get his lips around the phallus, feeling its warm hardness against him made him all hot and bothered, he quickly found himself lightly grabbing his nipples as he looked up at Frita's face. The white futa looked down at him and offered a subtle half-smile, a nod to let him know that she saw him, but she was still waiting for something from him. Autumn instantly knew what, moaning into the plug in his mouth as he went forward.

"Fuck that feels good" she said, slowly moving into him as he aggressively placed his face further toward her, her cock tasting deliciously meaty and salty as he sheathed the entire thing down the length of his throat. He gagged, almost crying from the irritation but managing to stave off tears. Instead he just dove in deeper and allowed her a deeper access to him, connecting with her as he pleasured himself.

She reached down and grabbed his head, her fingers strongly retaining his kinky hair but not quite pulling it "I was right about you" she started, to herself as much as it was ultimately aimed at her current pleasures. "You have the most amazing plump little lips. They feel so nice" she thrusted another inch in, now about 2/3rds of the way into his mouth. She was feeling his throat stretch to accommodate her. The guy was a real champ as far as the blowjob game was concerned, but she figured she may not want to test his absolute limits just yet.

"Suck harder, bitch. And use your tongue" she said it with the same authority she used in the coffee shop, and just like then, now too did he obey without question. She felt his tongue snake all around the bottom of her shaft and make every effort to get in deep "Oh fuck you can taste me with that, can't you? Do you love how big I am? How I completely take over your entire mouth just by sticking it in?" she went in slightly further, her monster now taking up a decent bit of his throat.

She was like a psychic. She knew exactly what Autumn was thinking, and her tone spoke directly to him with the voice that he needed to hear. Yes, he was sucking. But no, he was not sucking hard enough. He loved the taste that she had given him, for free, despite him having scorned her earlier. Obviously this woman was as generous as she was beautiful and deserved no less than the perfect oral service that she had demanded from him. He moved in all the way, his lips wrapping around the base of her shaft as her balls started to lightly strike his chin.

"Oh shit, that feels so nice" she moaned in pleasure, flexing her pubic muscle. She didn't even use her legs, just hot herself bouncing around his mouth by use of her dick-shaking muscles. Finally putting them to their proper use, and making him love every second of the experience from the look (and sound) of things. She started stroking the sides of his head and smiling down at him "Suck some more for me, OK Autumn?"

He kept going, choking himself on her, crying now, going in as deeply as he could...he created a suction with what little influence his lungs still had so far from the base of his throat, and she did feel the seal tighten at the base of her shaft. He reached for her thighs instead of his own nipples, pulling himself in aggressively. He fought valiantly against the force of his own suffocation, lasting many minutes of intense pleasure. Precum dripped into his mouth, his ass screamed for food and his heart raced like it was in the Kentucky derby. He went in further and further together...and then started feeling exhausted.

Frita looked down at her new twinky cocksucker. He was moaning like a little bitch, but those delightful high-pitched squeals were slowly transforming into less appealing gags. He was doing amazing for a first-timer, but nobody could just walk into being a perfect lover. Her hand gently came down and grabbed him by the shoulder. "Hey" she started, pushing him away "It's cool, I get it. You don't have to prove anything" she looked down and grabbed him underneath the armpits, easily lifting him onto her belly. She kissed the tears off of his cheeks "You made so much sacrifice so that I could feel good"

Autumn was disappointed in himself, but not nearly as bad as he could have been. When she kissed his tears away and said what she said he couldn't help but feel good. He did what she wanted to, even if he needed some more training before being a world class cocksucker. But even if he was only a novice, as long as he got a good feeling out of his lover than that was enough. "Sorry Frita" he gasped involuntarily "Is there anything else I can do?"

"Let's take off those panties baby" she said as she threw him onto her bed. Se quickly pulled down his tights, showing off his pink, tiny panties. The woman looked at his lower body with a transfixed interest. He couldn't help but show off his ass and crotch a bit in a wiggling motion. Before too long he got on his feet and thrust his hips as best he could, a natural dancer he was not but she seemed to appreciate what he was doing with his body. He smiled after he saw the satisfaction on her face and grabbed the sides of his panties

"OK, here we go" she said as she loosed them, letting them drop on the floor and her hand shoot out to grab him, fondling him gently by the balls as the woman slowly reached a finger behind them "You seem clean down there" she quickly turned him around and began gently fingering his asshole "OHH, and open too. At least if someone brings in the right key" she said before she turned him around to face her, smiling at the kid as she reached under him, her finger going directly up his asshole and stretch hing him out just a bit, preparing him for the incoming onslaught of her tongue. She kissed him on the nose again, before brushing his hair aside. "Have you ever wanted to get choked while getting stuffed?"

He'd heard of choking as an erotic activity and had fantasized about being choked out while a lovely futa like Frita filled him up, but admitting it to anyone, especially a woman he was idolizing like this was pretty difficult . "I've really only ever thought about it" her nervously explained, looking up at her. She smiled gently at the innocent femboy before her, her hand slowly snaked out, her right bicep bulging as she reached for his neck. He looked at it and started to drool, angling his head to ensure that she could grab him at just the right angle when she began to choke. The hand tightened around his throat like an iron trap.

It wasn't overly aggressive or anything, he could still just barely get a breath in when it loosened, but it was completely impossible to break so long as she didn't want him to breathe. He even placed his hands on her forearm for comfort, finding anything but as he realized that he could in no way stop her from choking him through simply the strength of his own limbs. She could do anything she wanted with him and he was helpless to stop her. Oddly enough, that didn't turn him off one bit. If anything it only turned him on more, seeing her eyes shine with that sweet brightness as she continued to do what she would to his prostate. She gripped just a bit harder and made him nearly lose consciousness, then suddenly stopped.

"Seems like you are open to fingers, but what about tongues?" he looked at her and shrunk back a bit, but when she turned him around and slowly lowered her face right into his ass, he relented. She had a lot of fun grabbing those big plump cheeks and placing her tongue right between them. She definitely liked the rimming, starting with a few kisses on his puckered little hole before she started licking the outside. He moaned and she shoved her tongue in further, making sure to really reach her pleasure in. once he seemed lubed up and obedient.

The futa placed her head closer to his ass, her strong hands still kneading his big, soft, feminine ass a she reached her tongue in a bit. Autumn was grabbing and lightly rubbing his own nipples as she kept going with him. She reached her tongue all the way in and did so with a powerful gusto, wiping every side she could and penetrating the full four inches the muscle right down inside of him. When she went down to get at his prostate he screeched like the bitch he was. Autumn felt fucking amazing getting his G-spot tapped like that, he had never had any love even vaguely similar in his life.

She spanked a few times before bringing his asscheeks together around her face with a vice-like grip she filled his ass with her own natural lubricant, making him whinge and cry, shake his hips and curl his toes. He felt like he was slowly phasing in and out of heaven itself, it hit him harder than he could have imaged sex even could. He pressed his big round ass deeper into her face, hoping that she would pleasure him in some new way he hadn't even considered before tonight.

Frita would give him a lot more before rimming was done for the night, slowly oozing out slimy saliva into him. It surprised him at first, but he grew to like the sensation as she forced more and more in with her tongue. Then, suddenly, she let him down face-first on the bed "Now, what were we just getting to?" she asked herself as much as him as he pressed his face into the silk sheets and raised his ass as far as it would go while still keeping his knees on the bedspread. "Oh, right, I was going to fuck you. Do you want to get fucked, little bitch of mine?"

"Oh yes of course I do" he said, loving the way she talked own to him. He didn't expect what was really coming, though and when she went in headfirst he let out a mighty and strained screech, shaking the bed itself as he positioned and thrusted himself in utter ecstasy. He wasn't even getting properly penetrated yet, but his hole yearned for penetration. And suddenly it just happened, the head went in.

"You like when I hold you like this?" Frita was grabbing both cheeks, slowly kneading and jerking them around, occasionally landing a light slap, and pulling her cock further and further into his yearned pleasure-hole, knowing that he wanted nothing more than a total and complete fucking. Just the kind she was willing to give.

"Oh fuck yes Frita! I love it so much when you fuck me like this, I..." he couldn't even describe it anymore, the sensations were too intense and he was burying his face in the pillow again, drooling as he slowly rode the wave of pleasure and closed his eyes tight enough that he could start to ignore just how incoherent he had just sounded.

She squeezed his cheeks together on top of her cock, grunting as she came in again, this time thrusting with enough gusto to press him forward, also running about four more inches of her meaty member directly into him. He had never been stretched like this before, but he was loving the novel experience! The intensity of the sex, the passion, he didn't think he could possibly be in a more sensual position. Her dick was so gig, almost like a fist that was punching right into him, placing pressure on his insides in the sweetest hurt he had ever had before, one that was slowly turning into a purer for of pleasure than he had expected. Then she leaned over his back.

He felt her hot breath on his neck and heard her strong groans ai themselves directly at his ear, closing his eyes as he felt the great pressure inside of him slide in even further. She was fucking his ass and he was loving it. He had gotten his first kiss, first date, and now was losing his virginity to the same mysterious woman all over the course of a single night. He reached up and grabbed one of her hands

"You like this, don't you?" she nearly moaned into his ear, taking a great and nearly perfect pleasure in how she was currently completely dominating his body. He was enjoying her forcefulness, she was enjoying how open he was to her current use of his body. She slid in with more aggression, finally getting all the way in

"AAAAAH!" he barely made out "There was more?" he asked, not quite believing just how much of her there was to put inside of him. He even gave his ass a little shake, feeling how steely hard her cock was inside of his soft little body. He knew for a fact that she was the one completely controlling his every move at this point. He loved that fact, even if his current series of moans and screams did not necessarily set up anything particularly coherent.

Doggy was first. She would just be preparing him with this, breathing into him as she slowly pulled herself a few inches lout and then would thrust herself all the way back in. each little cycle of intercourse was making him howl, placed her hands over his chest to feel the warmth. It was absolutely blissful, he was feeling her physically come inside of him and make the two into one coherent being. His stomach was bulging from the size of her cock, but his face was drooling. Getting fucked was without a doubt the best, most intense experience he had ever gotten. Autumn placed his head down, closing his eyes as he merely let the powerful body of his new mistress do whatever she wanted to his, he knew now that she could make him feel so much better than he had ever imagined was possible. He was definitely heated up form the sex, she was making him so excited that she wondered if she was legitimately going to make him explode.

She dug in deep, leaning down so that she would completely rub against his prostate with her penetration, making sure to flex her muscle down and get right at the g-spot he had hidden inside of him "I know you like it when I do that. You don't need to say anything, the sounds you make and movements you do let me know everything I was going to ask you about. You really are a deliciously thirsty bitch, Autumn. You are mine, and I will do everything I can to make you cum harder than you ever dreamed of cumming before today

"Thank you" he barely managed, backing right into her dick and eating it up, his muscles wrapping themselves around her with all the energy he could muster as he just closed his eyes and tried to imagine what she must be feeling, was she enjoying this as much as he was? If she was not he supposed on some level it would be his job to rectify her lack of pleasure

"Thank you, daddy" Frita corrected, before rolling over, this time holding his body up and letting him slowly impale himself on her meatstick

"Oh fuck...sorry...thank you daddy!" he barely made out a full sentence before he started screaming again, the assistance of gravity making the entire sensation that much more intense. She grabbed him around the midsection and tightened her grip, ensuring that he would turn like a proper corkscrew, suddenly she got her torso up from his and twisted him around, placing him on his back. She smiled, looking down at that beautiful brown torso and those cute bouncing nipples. He was hers for the night, wasn't he? He was moaning before she turned him over, he was screaming now that she was fucking him in the missionary position, like he was her little wife. He looked up just to admire her pearly white skin and the defined muscles cording up underneath it. Her power and beauty were both unmatched, at least as far as he was concerned, and both made her manhandling of him that much more intense and euphoric

"Gaaah Daddy I love your big fat cock!" he was happy at his own communication skills, and for them he was rewarded. She grabbed his head and pulled it into her chest, resting him against her warm flesh as she slowly started fucking him as he lay against her. He groaned into the hard, muscled pectorals as he just barely threw himself backward in order to match the tempo set by his mistress. She did a very good job of making him her complete bitch in every way he could ever imagine, he had to at least give her that much. But she was more than that, she was a daddy to him now. He may have already fallen in love with her, but definitely wouldn't say that to someone he had just met. Fita closed her eyes for a second, listening for the wet, sloppy sound of her hips punching his. He was taking her cock like a champ, that was for sure, no doubt he felt like he was getting a jackhammer right into his guts. But he liked it enough to moan, and that was music to her ears (well, along with the general sound of her own powerful thrusts connecting with him) so she kept going, harder and harder, trying to milk as much pleasure as humanly possible from the guy's little hole. She knew she could, she just had to push harder.

She could tell he was having some kind of emotional turmoil, but didn't really know or especially care about the specifics. She was more concerned with making sure that he would cum just like she wanted him to, right when she did. The simultaneous orgasm was always hard, and with virgins it was a special challenge. But Frita didn't join the military because she hated challenges. He was looking at her eyes, then her face, it was so fucking handsome. Her powerful limbs seemed like they could lift the very Earth for her, and her skin was like the light of morning. He was drooling as he looked at the beast of a woman fucking him like a machine and asking for no payment but his moaning and groaning.

She reached down and lightly pinched both nipples, moving her fingertips in little circles. She started kissing his forehead, letting herself smell him, she was getting so excited that she could barely speak anymore. All she could do was imagine how much she would enjoy finally cumming inside of that sweet, sweet ass of his. She even craned her head down lower to nibble his ear, slightly biting on it

His head bounced around on between the mattress and her chest as his ass repeatedly slammed into her, he knew at this point that he stood absolutely no chance. Her cock was going to defeat him and it wouldn't even be a challenge. He was now her lover, his virginity taken by his new daddy. He kissed at her shoulders and closed his eyes tightly, trying his best to keep control over his own body. He should have known he could never do it.

"Fuck" Frita cursed, knowing she was almost there. She held onto Autumn tightly and pressed him down, biting her own lip as she started digging them together. She felt squeaks come from his mouth and there it was, he was starting to cum. She let go of herself, giving herself the same privilege as her lover. She came so much harder there wasn't even a comparison. Autumn felt how she expanded and shook around inside of his ass, he groaned and bucked at how she was handling him. She started pushing him right into the bed, making sure that he was as low and straight as he could get when she filled him right up.

It was warm, sticky, and there seemed to be oceans of it coming from her. The first glob went right into him. He could feel it travel through her dick and plant itself in him, nearly filling him all the way up. The second was already starting to build up pressure, and by the time a third glob arrived he was overfilling completely, semen was shooting out of him even as she held herself in. he gasped and bit and fell into a state of pure bliss.

She lightly tousled his hair, before pulling out. A lot more cum fell out of him when that happened, he was panting on the bed, leaking cum when she laid beside him and pulled him in a nice little spoon. She was going to make the rest of the night as nice as it had started, she decided. And that would involve pampering her little lover.

They cuddled for a bit, his orgasm had hit him so hard that he found no trouble in falling asleep, her strong arms and warm chest providing better cover and comfort than any bed sheets ever had. He leaned into her and closed his eyes.

When they opened from the brief, dreamless, and restful sleep he saw his lover attack a block with her sword. She was naked, swinging out and flexing her muscles in a completely graceful combination of poses and strikes. He had never seen anything like it before in his entire life and he had to admit, if only to himself, that he found it highly arousing to see her work her body the way she did. He sat in awe, looking at the wood that she was making a mockery of.

Frita locked to the side, sweat was gleaming on her body "Oh, up again, huh?" she said before grabbing his hand 'Come on, we could use a shower before we go to bed. I'll let you wash me off. By the way, do you shave your legs or wax?"

"I don't grow hair down there"

"Lucky" she lead him in and had fun with him, they didn't fuck again even if his body did get her hard. She kissed and hugged him, washed him off, and finally picked him up against her chest, bringing the pair to a restful sleep.

He had dreams of having her babies, among other things, dreams that others may have called silly but he was holding unto dearly as sentimental artifacts. He imagined himself as a perfect housewife somewhere in Texas, prettied up and perfect as she happily served the father of her babies.

He tossed and turned in her arms, then suddenly found himself outside of them. Frita looked down as she started getting dressed, placing his clothes beside him and gathering the money. When he finally opened his eyes she whispered 'hey, beautiful" to him. He'd have to get that she was talking to him, wouldn't he? There was nobody else there/.

"Hey yourself" he got on his butt and squinted on her. She was carrying cash in her hands, that was odd. She handed it to him. That was odder. She thought it was maybe for a bus ticket, but they were all huge bills. 'What is this?"

"Its two thousand pounds" she explained, a smile on her face as she looked down at the confused Autumn. What a cute by, no doubt he would make a great husband to someone someday, so long as that someone could choke him and stuff his ass like he needed. She even reached down to tickle his chin, trying to raise his spirits just a bit

"Money?" he said, grasping the pile of bills she had given him. He looked down and held it in his hands, looking up again afterward "Why? What do I need money for?" he questioned, shaking and shimmying slightly in his seat. He had an expectation of what she was going to say, but no. he couldn't dream of it, it was too horrible to even consider

"Because you showed me such a good time" she said as politely and gently as she could, wrapping a hand around his face as she did so. She had such a sweet, maternal smile to her but...but no, Autumn was NOT that kind of guy! He looked up and felt his face travel through a few different emotions, finally setting on a scowl

"I don't need your money!" he said, violently throwing the pile at her before turning around "I don't need any of this!" tears were coming down now, he was grabbing his effects and walking toward the door, struggling to get his sweater on now, cursing how revealing it was, and trying his best to stop her from seeing him.

Autumn was quite the sight to behold. Even when he was freaking out in a fit of rage, he was still beautiful. Almost inhumanly so. Frita opened her mouth, unsure of what to say "Please, just let me explain-" but the door slammed and it was too late, he was out the door and she was standing there with nothing to do but think about her mistake.

She rolled her eyes at her own stupidity and broke through, finding him in the hallway. She placed hands on his shoulders and leaned into him. She could have easily restrained him and dragged him back inside, but she didn't want to disrespect him again, she just wanted to explain herself. "Sorry" she started, looking down at her own feet before looking up again to see the facial expression she had put on Autumn.

"Sorry?" he barely made out, still crying. He was still hurt, but it was good to at least get some acknowledgement. Still though how could he ever forgive her for that? How could he ever look her in the face and think of anything but that time she had mistaken him for a prostitute and tried to pay him.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I just...it gets lonely out in the world sometimes and I don't want the peoples to get hungry. I'm...not used to being here" she was making excuses "Look, I was being stupid, OK? I didn't think about what was going on or how I felt about you, or even how you may have felt about me, I was only doing what I usually did" she felt his bare shoulders through the tiny windows on his sweater, his body was heating up

"Forgot, huh?" he let doubts slip into his town as he messily wiped away a tear and looked back at her again, this time rubbing his chin a bit in consideration of what had just been discussed "yeah, well, maybe I'll just forget I ever saw you" he said, tears streaming again. This time they were at least plugged with an intense hug

"Oh, Autumn, I will make this up to you. I get that you need space but just give me some time. I'll make you the happiest guy in London, promise" she kissed the top of his forehead and stared at him, her eyes lighting up as she saw how he looked back at her. "Tell me, Autumn" she said in a more sultry, romantic voice '"Could you do just one favor for me before you go out and we have to spend some time away from each other?" "I guess" he said, looking up in his current state of emotional turmoil. He wished he had sounded more eloquent, but he was hardly capable of thinking up the right words at the moment

"Just, give me a single tiny kiss" she tapped her cheek with her index finger, just like she had done at the coffee shop. He saw and fell into her, looking her in the eye, feeling his heart tear itself apart, he had no option in this. He was angry at her, but he still loved her. He pursed his soft lips and planted the best kiss he could on the handsome cheek of the woman who had just taken his virginity. The smooch filled the room before she grabbed his arm and carried him to the exit of the hallway "that was very nice" she said gently "I appreciate the effort you put in to please me, and no doubt with time I will repay you for the emotional debt I have incurred". She pushed him out, before returning to her apartment to think about what she had done and would do.

She sat and sulked just a bit, thinking about what she could do. She supposed at some level she did really like the guy, even if she never exactly saw him as marriage material. But then again, what if he was? She needed to settle down some time, she always did want to have babies with somebody. Why not a cute boy like him? They were obviously sexually compatible, at the very least, and seemed like they were beginning some form of socially compatible relationship. She sat with her chin on her fist and sighed. She'd have to commit herself, wouldn't she?

Autumn wiped tears of for his face in the bathroom before he started actually opening the coffee shop up. He was able to get an apron from the front room, Thank God, but he was wearing the same clothes he was wearing last night while he was working the desk. The Same clothes that he had given his first blowjob in. he sighed deeply at what he had done to himself, and what the woman had done to him. He'd have to make it through the day.

She was counting on the shift schedule being what she was expecting it to be, her plan evolved largely around getting that one opportunity to speak with her potential next lover. She sighed to herself as much as she was sighing to anybody else when she was starting her approach, finding the entire situation was awkward, but she had to do it.

He had been giving people coffee and barely avoiding crying all morning, but now came the lull in his day. Te tapped his foot absentmindedly on the ground, trying to take all the images of happy couples out of his head. He knew that lingering on them would only make him feel worse about himself and about his current situation. He was barely managing to do it, too. Until she busted in through the front door.

She was wearing a leather jacket, jeans, and heavy boots. She had that big cocky smile on her face and nothing in particular in her hands, but enough swagger to come right at the guy who had ran out of her apartment bawling his eyes out just a day before. She Was preparing to give him a piece of her mind, to let him know exactly how she felt about his denial of her money, how she was going to think of him from this moment on in general.

"I would like to formally invite you" she began in a rather showy display "Do the dance we are going to have on base tomorrow! We will have food, drinks, fun for the whole family...everything you'd need to have a nice time with me" she smiled with total confidence as she presented the deal. Autumn cursed his own heart as he looked at that handsome, confident, swaggering face. He wanted his daddy and wasn't sure if he could stay mad at her

"I don't have anything to wear" he began, looking down at himself and then up at her, smiling awkwardly at how she had made such a moment out of presenting herself to him, even if in his heart he still felt like she had wounded him beyond his ability to forgive. She had, after all, mistaken him for a common whore

"I can buy you something" she said, placing her hand against the side of his head 'Scratch that" she corrected herself "I WILL buy you something" she started running her fingers through his hair again at the physical gesture, giving off the very softest of sighs as he began to cuddle himself into her hand, closing his eyes and imagining how things could be

"I don't know how to act at such an occasion, I don't know how to dance...I can't even walk in high heels! And wearing something like that in public would be so embarrassing-" he was going to list off more excuses, but a well-placed kiss blocked that off, leaving him with nothing to consider but just how delicious the tongue currently occupying his mouth was. His hands reached up and gently touched their owner, finding himself falling into romance. He was going to do what she said, wasn't he? He was probably going to like it, too!

His hands wandered again, this time finding her collar, he pulled himself in and puckered his lips against hers. She picked him up ?"When do you get off?" she asked with a big kind smile

"What? I don't have" he realized what she was asking "I get off in about four hours" he looked around, her strength once again allowed him to fly

"I'll be there to pick you up. We're going to make you so beautiful, every wife there is going to be jealous of you. But only I get to dance with the sweet and sexy Autumn" she said with a massive smile now, pushing him slowly toward the wall before placing another kiss, letting her erection collide with his thigh. She was aroused by his presence and she was going to let him know that he was going to get plenty more of the pleasure that had nearly driven him completely crazy the first time around. He couldn't wait.

Getting the dress was a bit awkward, but it seemed like Frita knew the seamstress and as such was able to get a pretty good deal all things considered. It was a simple one, white and sleeveless, with a fairly low neck. He liked how the fabric contrasted with his skin, and got even more excited when he saw the lingerie he'd have on underneath. He didn't want to be all smiles the next time that Frita brought up sex, but he was. She was just too good at it, he supposed. He'd always love it when she brought it up.

He got in his white panties, bra, and stockings before he walked out to be greeted with a pair of heels, five inches. Shellacked them together before tossing them at him, finding that even when he wore them he was still significantly shorter than she was, but she could at least kiss him on the lips without having to bend her knees. She even tried it out, showing him all of the wonderful advantages those new shoes afforded them a a couple.

He had to wobble in them for a few minutes, getting to know them in the store, then occasionally on the street as he held onto the tight, safe hand of his military wife. She smiled at him, patiently letting him discover for himself how one properly struts before allowing him to try and walk on his own.

At Frita's house he walked around the floor as she was getting dressed. Maybe it was his short height, maybe it was his low center of gravity, maybe he was just a natural. But somehow he was already managing to walk around in his heels like they weren't even a handicap, and before she had finished putting her suit on he was starting to dance on the floor of her living room. Frita peaked her head out to see what he was up to, smiling slyly as she saw the young one shake his rear end and swing his arms around. He really was adorable enough to eat, and probably sweet enough to marry. That was the final step of the current plan, wasn't it? Making him Mr Autumn Daniels. She even liked the ring to that particular name. This was going to be a perfect little relationship, at least if she had a say in things.

The lead-in to the dance was nice, she brought ordered a limo and cuddled him in the back of it, her hand on his thigh nearly the entire time. "Like my white tux, I take it?" she began, breaking the ice that had built between them

"I think it's lovely" he said, reaching his fingers out slightly, she grabbed the shy boy's hand and touched it against her suit "a nice material, huh?" she asked, and he nodded enthusiastically, trying to make it clear that he was impressed with everything she had done for him. He was falling in love now, no two ways about it. He knew she had made a mistake with him, but somehow had come to forgive her. She was saying she was sorry already, after all, simply by doing so much to make him happy. Wasn't she?

She kept her hand on his as the ceremony began, making sure to show him off to everyone as she walked into the main room. She was right when she asked him out, everyone was jealous of how pretty he looked at her side. He was the belle of the ball, and despite his initial apple-cheeked sheepishness he soon found himself dancing as well as anyone else, talking with military friends of Frita who he didn't even know, and getting lost in her eyes as she pulled him to her chest to dance slowly

He had never lead a dance and probably never would, but the way that Frita did her job made it so easy for him to follow. He could nearly turn his brain all the way off, and might as well have for all the mental energy he was focusing on his admiration for Frita, and he was still able to match the music as well as the steps. He couldn't even keep track of how long they were dancing, but before it had been an extraordinarily long period of time he felt her bulge against him. She was hard again. He wanted her, desperately.

She could see that, and she replied to his lust with a little message of her own, one delivered through a series of kisses all over his neck and forehead. "You need something?" she whispered to him, pulling him even more tightly against her chest before picking him up from the floor and spinning him

"Uhh" he had so much trouble thinking when pulled into her wonderful front 'I was sort of thinking that...that maybe we could go back to your place and I don't know"

"Tempting, my dear. You know how much I love I don't know, but I have to stay here for now. Is there any way, perhaps, that you could deliver me my well-earned I don't know somewhere else? Maybe in the basement of this very building?" she leaned her head in close enough that her lips practically touched his ear every time she moved them 'it's very private, and we wouldn't be the first to find passion down there in those depths"

"Oh, well, you know, I don't know how these things work" he wanted to shout yes but felt himself just getting hot and leaning into her. She picked up his slack and his body, slowly walking him out of the room before finding a staircase "Never given a blowjob in a pair of heels before, have you?" she said before bringing him down a few steps. He had not, and she more or less know that as a fact, so he didn't bother answering

She burst through the door as she usually did a clean if empty closet awaited them, and she walked herself to a wall before giving him an extra-tight pulse of hugging, then set him on the ground "Knees" she commanded, and he obeyed. She undid her let, revealing a pair of bulging tight black boyshort underneath "Now, do you think you can suck all the way this time?'

"Oh yes, I think it will be much simpler now that I've done it before!" his confidence was maybe between half and three quarters bluster, but he couldn't just admit to inability in front of the woman that he idolized. So he watched attentively as she pulled down her pants, immediately punching on her cock and placing his lips around the round, long meat.

The blowjob itself was something of a labor, but the joy he felt from his heart to his loins, from his fingers to his toes, from his mouth to his g-spot, it all let him know that any lengths would be worth it. He placed his lips past the head at the start, slowly wetting his lips and taking more an inch at a time, letting the massive member penetrate him slowly, at its own speed, letting itself enjoy itself.

"H, you are a fast learner. Do you expend so much effort for anything else, or only for daddy's cock?" she asked as she patted his head. It was only daddy's cock, but he couldn't say anything. He was too busy sucking daddy';s cock, getting his head as deep in as he possibly could and swinging his tongue all around the meat he was faced with, finally getting to the base of her member after several minutes of effort, he looked up inquisitively

She looked down confidently, optically communicating everything that he needed before he would keep going in his pleasure crusade, ensuring that his new lover got everything she could from the blowjob. He grabbed her thighs and went in deep, then pulled back nearly half the way of the shaft without using any suction, tasting the salty musky delicious flavor of her skin. She grunted a bit and he knew that he had done what he had wanted, immediately going back in, sheathing her inside of his mouth all at once a second time, tasting her dump pre into his mouth.

Frita saw the effort he was going through and grabbed him by his beautiful hair, pulling him in and pushing him out, making sure that he gave with both hands, and feeling her cock prepare to explode. She reached down around his throat and grabbed the bulge of her cock. She was stretching his neck out simply by being there, but he was soldiering on, doing everything he could to please her. She listened intently to the constant noises that were coming from him, everyone a sign of how devoted he was to her pleasure. He sucked like a man possessed for longer than she could imagine, the whole time dropping gags and belches. Now they were a barrage of sounds, each one coming less than a second after the last as he put his entire body into pleasing her in every way he possibly could. She thrust forward and gasped to herself, loving the way he felt on her.

The final grunts of pleasure were sounded and she sighed into thin air, releasing her pubic muscles and allowing herself to spurt all she had directly into the young man's mouth. It came in waves, sticky and salty, as volumnous as last time. He managed to swallow half of the first glob, counting on the speed but not the volume of the projectile. The second one filled up nearly his entire mouth, and the third had cum dripping from all over him. Frita bit her tongue and pulled out, careful not to let anything fall on one of them as she walked away and grabbed some paper towels from the wall "we're not the first to make a mess like this in here"

He was comforted by the words, but also busy eating everything that had been poured into his mouth, he loved the flavor and texture, devouring it with wild abandon as he tried to listen to the words of the woman speaking to him but mostly just finished eating. He looked back and saw her lean down to clean up, helping her. Their hands touched and he looked at her, smiling widely.

The ceremony went on, a lot of words were spoken and a lot of people picked up medals, Frita managed to get her speech over within about fifteen minutes without offending anyone, and immediately afterward picked up her new lover "Let's go to your place this time" she whispered, and he agreed enthusiastically.

She didn't fuck him on the way back, but she did play with his body in several new and interesting ways she patted his thighs, pinched his butt, tickled his chest, everything she could think of to get a rise out of him. An amazing number of these attempts actually got a serious reaction from the little guy.

They got home and Autumn decided to shower again. Frita had to give him that much, she had sort of made a mess out of his entire face when she fucked it at the party. She pinched his cheek and gave him a little kiss while she started undressed on his bed, stripping herself into her tank top and boxer-briefs as she idly considered how she'd wow him when he walked out of the shower. Then, suddenly, there was a knocking on the door.

Frita opened it up, her muscular white body standing in stark contrast to the dark walls behind her as she looked down to see a woman who looked a lot like Autumn. Sister? Maybe mother, she had a face that was hard to get a proper age on just from looking at it. "How are you?"

Autumn's mother's eyes sunk in, she glared with all her might and placed a foot in the door "I am Autumn's mother" she said in a plane voice. The hubbub they were up to was interrupted, then, by the bathroom door opening. Autumn was there in nothing but a small towel and a smile "Frita I'm ready"

"This may not be the best time" his new girlfriend looked back at him and tugged on the strap of her tank top as his mother gave her disapproving glare.

"Mom, it's not like" he was silenced with a glance

"Shut up, you were supposed to finish college after this Summer, not marry some...tramp that you haven't even met! I'll not let you ruin your life on a childish crush!" she looked back at Frita 'and YOU-" she began, staring at Frita "You have completely destroyed my baby boy's innocence! I hope you are happy with yourself!"

He was crying but his mother took him from the room to yell at him in the hallway, getting herself severely worked up. Frita stared at her feet, feeling pangs of guilt as she heard the abuse the mother was throwing at the boy, she had been the cause of all of this. She screamed and screamed and screamed, and then pushed him back in. Frita was savvy enough to hide at least, letting his mom think that she had snuck out. When he arrived on the bed, crying to himself, Autumn was greeted by a surprise

"Shhh" said the most comforting voice in the world, as a pair of arms like trees wrapped in blankets surrounded his chest, pulling him into a tight and loving embrace "You are fine. There's no need to be so upset" she began kissing the tears from his cheeks and he began hugging her back

The waterworks went on for a while, the two of them cuddling on the bed with the door closed, nothing sounding but the occasional sniffle from Autumn. He wasn't even really that upset anymore, somehow his love had calmed him down. But she hadn't completely stopped his hard breathing "I'll always protect you, no matter what" he heard it as she had meant it, honestly. "Go to work tomorrow, darling. I'll be there with something big, we can escape soon afterward" and she kissed him on the chief, then lifted herself from the bed and eased out of his window with a grace that made him gasp. She never ceased to amaze him.

The next day at the coffee shop Autumn was only a bit of a wreck, he at least managed to do his job. The morning rush came and went, then the doldrums of the mid-morning. He was wondering if she was really going to come for him, and to a great extent just doubting it would ever happen. He sighed and tapped his fingers on his work-desk, when suddenly the door opened with a loud whoosh "hey there, stranger" came a confident voice "You wouldn't happen to know a boy called Autumn?"

This time there was no nervousness, he pushed past his desk and ran toward her, his arms wrapped around Frita and her loving limbs responded with ten times the pressure, trapping his little body in her grip as the both of them began to giggle.

"Sit in my lap, babe, I got a big discussion for ya" said the older futa, and Autumn followed her exact lead, excitedly sliding his ample rump over a thigh as soon as she sat down, making sure to rub his cheeks over and around her groin when he scooted back. She smiled and grabbed his thigh "Still eager, huh Autumn?"

"I didn't...after last night" he started, but a soft touch on his face was all the reassurance he needed. After that he melted right into her, lightly humming as he looked up in admiration

"I need you to listen to me for just a bit" she said, her strong hand stroked his thigh, the gentle touch carried feelings throughout his entire body, not to mention its effect of perking up his ears. "I want to take you back to my home. To Texas.Would you like to come home and be with me?"

"Well of course I'd want to" he said, shaking on her a bit. He was telling himself to keep it together 'But I can't come. My degree is still in limbo, my mom wouldn't support that kind of decision, and there's no way I could even afford a plane ticket!" he sighed "I'd love to come with you and visit some time. But I just don't think I could ever work that out

"The military actually gives free plane tickets to spouses" she started wrapping her arms around his chest and resting her chin on his shoulder, lightly kissing his cheek and pulling him in closer. She grabbed his head to ensure he was looking at her, but soon enough she could remove his fingers and let him look on naturally. His big brown eyes were so beautiful, she wished she could just stare at them all day.

"Wait" he started "Are you saying you want...I mean with me?" he started lightly shaking in her lap, getting closer to her and feeling her against him, looking up and down her face for signs that she may have meant anything else. He teared up, his smile extending from ear to ear as he just dug his face right into her shoulder, trying to avoid being seen in such a passionate state. She wouldn't let him avoid eye contact with her for long.

She pulled a ring from her pocket. Three months salary bought a pretty penny, but this one wasn't too incredibly flashy, just a tasteful blue jewel on top of a golden band. When she opened it she thought she heard a gasp. Frita smiled right back at him "Autumn, will you marry me?"

He was holding his hands over his mouth, tears streaming down his face. Autumn realized she really did love the young man. She loved his reactions, she loved his passions, she loved how he was always so eager to please, how he wanted to find his place in the world. More than anything else, perhaps, she loved the honesty and hope she found in him. He was an idealistic young man and she found that spending time with him made her more idealistic in kind. She started feeling so much passion since she met him, she felt like she had become a more honest woman simply by spending time near him.

She pulled a napkin from the holder to wipe tears from his eyes. His crying was easing again, and he looked up at her "Of course I want to marry you" he said, before looking down again, the waterworks were having there way once more. She was there to clean him up and prepare him for a trek home, lightly rubbing him until he wasn't an emotional wreck anymore. They left his post right then and there, both going to his apartment to pack up his things for the long trek ahead of them.

He was unable to stop thinking about his new wife as they were going back to his apartment. His hand wrapped around hers and his head rested on her shoulder, a thousand happy images went through his head. They were only multiplied when she decided to pick him up, nuzzle noses, kiss his cheek, and carry him the rest of the way back to his apartment. Electricity was jolting through him for her entire walk there.

"Frita" he said, kissing her chest "I want you so much I can hardly breathe when you are away. I just really appreciate how you are offering me such a wonderful opportunity to....to live with you. To love with you" he kissed her chest again

She smiled and picked him up, bringing her lips down on his forehead and cheeks as she lead him back to his bed, laying him down on it gently before she started removing his pants, then his panties "I'll buy you such nice clothes" she said as she held his ankles in the air and leaned down to rim him, making sure he was nice and wet when her turgid cock came in full force.

He was, and it felt much less like a punch than it had the first time. It was still strong, intense, and forceful...but now it was more like a loving arm entering him than a striking fist. He had a hard time contextualizing it. "Daddy" he said as she slid near her base "You are so thick and loving. I'm glad to have you" he said with a smile

"And I'm glad to have you too" said Frita, taking her shirt off and showing off her chest. Guy apparently had a thing for white girls and for muscles, how could she ever hope to find a better match? She showed off her body while grabbing his shoulders and absolutely slamming into him, the neighbors were definitely hearing the wet slaps even if they were ignoring the constant moans escaping from Autumn's mouth. He was in a state of bliss that he had never achieved outside of the arms of Frita, one of pure euphoria that he owned solely to her

The two kissed, their sex retaining passion even in its quickness. She soon started pumping harder and lightly gnawing at his tongue, really thrusting in as deeply as she could. He soon realized her plan and opened himself up to accept it...she was going to cum inside of him very soon.

The sex went faster, he felt her balls slapping against him as his ass became a source of heavenly joy, he moaned at nobody in particular and let himself ride down close to her as she went faster and faster, then suddenly stopped. She broke the kiss "I love you"

"Love you too, daddy" and then the orgasm hit, pumping him so full that he would be sure to take it all and get pregnant, glob after glob completely occupying every art of his guts. She gasped and slowly pulled out, then placed her head on his belly. She started kissing, slowly at first, then sped up and kissed some more, making absolutely sure to kiss across every inch

"I'll have some kids in a few months" she suggested as she rubbed his belly again, nuzzled it, and once again found herself kissing the bringer of life

"So will I. we'll love them so much together"

***

Mr Daniels was sitting in his house, rubbing his feet in his crop top and tiny shorts as he looked out the window at the neighborhood he was in. He liked things here in Texas, the people were friendly and the land was beautiful. He liked the food, he liked the slightly different TV, he like the grocery stores, and he thought it would be a good place to raise kids. He rubbed his big old belly and thought about that again, he'd have his first one pretty soon, all his and all Frita's.

He looked up and at the door was his wife, wearing a tank top and some jeans, pulling her shirt up to show off those irresistible abs as she made sure her head was still under the top of the doorframe "hey I was gonna grill something up, wanna come with?"

"I'd love to but I don't really feel like walking" was all he had to say. He was up in the air and had a pair of powerful hands around his back and under his buns, squeezing and kneading as she drug him into the warm fresh air outside their house and put a few steaks on the grill.

She carried him down stairs and set him on his feet outside on the double"You know I'm going to be a great father? I'll do everything I can to protect and provide for you, and for our baby" she said, reaching down to rub his tummy, looking at the little exposed spot below where the crop top ended and above the waist of the pants. She looked at his face, noting how beautiful he had become. Something about the pregnancy added an ineffable glow to his beauty. Frita had always loved baby bumps, and had sort of insisted on Autumn wearing something around the house that would show his belly off.

Frita kissed her husband deeply, sinking her tongue into the man she loved, feeling across his back, and just letting their bodies come together as one. Their lips wrestled for a bit, suddenly Autumn gasped, looking down "She just kicked" he said in a mixture of excitement and annoyance, one his pregnancy had gotten him rather used to.

She admired his face and touched it gently. "You have such a nice belly" she said, before getting on her knees and looking at it. "I love your baby bump" she hugged him around the midsection, her face right against his belly button "Do you really not understand why I find it so amazing?" she said as she pulled slightly away.

This was one moment that would serve as a reason for why. When the baby kicked a second time, it wasn't just something she'd have to take his word on, there was a visible protrusion in the belly from where the kick had taken place, in a single wonderful moment it had come into existence and disappeared again. Autumn, being his usual self, reacted with a bit of pain and a lot of wonder, staring down at his own belly, having missed the appearance but caught the feeling. Frita, meanwhile, had felt nothing but a sense of overwhelming joy at the existence of her own personal fruit. But she had quite literally seen all of it, immediately dropping to her knees and hugging the thick belly in excitement and simple love.

"Ahh!" she went down to kiss it, calming Autumn's somewhat frazzled nerves (he never liked getting kicked) and expressing her love to the baby in a more physical sense "She's gonna be such a little bundle of joy. I know you'll make a great mother for him, Autumn. I'll be here as the father though, you can always count on my experience, my wisdom, my strength. Everything I have will go into ensuring that our fruit wants for nothing" she said before looking back up at him, then down at the swell of new life to come, "But YOU need to stop kicking mommy, your gonna drive her crazy" she said before giggling "First of a long line of such talks I'll have to give her"

Autumn giggled and grabbed her hand "Thank you. I know you'll be a great parent, too. I love you" and they kissed again.