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Happy New Year [Non-Fiction, Car Sex, Squirting]

This need to see him is like a hot living thing in my stomach, warm, flooding down my legs, causing my nipples to become hard and my breath to become shallow. It’s crazy but I thought I could make an hour or so on New Year’s Day, so M came to pick me up and we took a drive.

Happy New Year. Snowflakes are falling faster, filling the rectangle of windshield I can manage to see out of all scrunched down in my seat. Snowflakes like static, white against gray sky. M tells me to take off my jeans but I keep my panties on, smooth and black and pulled tight against my puffy pussy lips. I like it better that way, when he rubs and plays with me through my clothes, makes me wait, makes me work for it.

‘Spread your legs, Fox’ he tells me, holding my slim legs apart. ‘More’. M reaches over to pinch and tease my clit, coaxing it out from between my lips. I squirm in the seat next to him, spreading my legs as far as I can, eager and desperate to show him. He pinches my sensitive mound and looks at me questioningly as if to ask, ‘Is this what you want? Read more »

Taterarenai! [Toys]

*Here’s just a short story – You can put it in your pocket!*

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M bought me an *ettchi* present. He told me about it a few days before our date to give me something to think about and it was all I *could* think about. My hands kept wandering over my body when I tried to imagine what was waiting for me. I wanted M to *do* things to me and I hoped his new toy was something like that. Really, M bought a new toy for *his* new toy ♡

M took me out to dinner. A little risky, but sometimes you have to take your girlfriend out to dinner too. In the car he handed me a box – *My gift*. Read more »

Toyota FJ Cruiser

I love M’s car. It’s big, dark on the inside with tinted windows. The seats dip down so I feel like i’m peering out, making me feel even smaller, sheltered from view. It smells of leather, it smells expensive. And when I slip inside M’s car this time, beside him, he instructs me to lay back, out of sight. He already has the seat back reclined. He already has his hands on me, feeling my slim legs tense with anticipation under my tights.

Of course I lay back with a sigh. He leans in for a kiss and his lips are warm and thick against my mouth, kissing me hard. I moan and suck on his lips, kiss his neck, nibble and suck on his ears. He made me promise I wouldn’t play with myself these last couple of days before I could see him, and the wait has been driving me crazy. I’ve been touching myself constantly for the last two days, rubbing myself through my clothes, my wrists “accidentally” grazing my swollen breasts, making me gasp a little… Wondering how far I have to go for it to count as *onani*, wondering how much I can play with myself and still be a good girl. Read more »

I’ve never squirted so much.

I’ve never squirted so much before.

My husband is out of town again, so even though we just saw each other at the park the other day, we have the rare chance for a free afternoon alone, in a bed, with music and plenty of cannabis. We already spent the last hour or so fucking upstairs in my bed. As soon as he stepped in my house, I led him upstairs, single-mindedly focused on what he was going to do to me. He stood next to the bed as I faced him on all fours, ass in the air, and had me suck his dick as he admired my body. He rubbed and worried my nipples through my thin t-shirt, then pulled up my shirt to suck on each pink, puffy nipple, gently nibbling the edges with his teeth. I enthusiastically rode his long cock, looking in wonder as it stroked in and out of me, looking so big next to my slim hips. I grinded and wiggled against him, feeling the tip of his dick hit deep inside against my cervix and I yelped a little when he grabbed my waist and held me there, circling his hips, reaching up to play with my nipples some more. He closed his eyes in ecstasy and fucked me hard from behind. My hair was in my eyes and I grasped the headboard of my bed when he finally came deep inside me. Read more »

Squirting in the park

We haven’t seen each other in a month. Things come up, things don’t work out and even so we have to meet at a park, but still I’m hungry for his dick and I’m happy to get it any way I can.

We hide among the trees and bamboo, in the shadows of giant stone markers. It’s hot today but cool here in the shadows so I leave my arms bare and he strokes them, admiring my pale white skin. I pull my t-shirt up a little, showing my milky stomach, the taut line of my waist and his darker, rough hands. Reaching around to pinch my tender nipple through my thin t-shirt he starts to kiss my neck, licking and sucking on my ear, moving my hair away from my face to kiss my mouth. I look around to see if anyone is coming, and then shyly lift up my t-shirt, exposing a pink nipple to the cool air for him to play with.
It’s been so long but I can feel myself melt against him and his warm, wet mouth. I moan and move my head to give him more room to nuzzle my sensitive neck. It’s been a month since anyone’s touched me and his fingers pinching my nipples and stroking my breasts feels electric. Read more »