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Synopsis: Minoru Mineta is forced to confront his impish behaviour when Momo Yaoyorozu threatens serious consequences the next time she catches him peeping on her…
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*Long post, because that’s how I like it.*
*This happened in my 20’s during a time that I lovingly call My Hussy Days.*
*I always believed that helping a friend in need made you a true friend in deed. I also believed in not shitting where you eat, but sometimes I had to prioritize.*
There was this guy *(we’ll call him Kent)* that I worked with for a number of years. Kent was a lanky, blond white guy, who was a little nerdy and a lot ornery, but once he was comfortable with you he showed more of his sweet and goofy side.
We started our jobs around the same time, so we ended up helping each other through training and early parts of our careers. During this time, he never once came onto me or even so much as checked me out, which made me trust him more than other coworkers.
Emotionally, we were in different places. He was in a hurry to get married, become a father, and be a committed family man. I, however, was more interested in exploring…other things.
It’s almost noon, Sunday, warm, and very lousy. The status of our relationship is very confusing, I have no clue what’s going on, but one thing I am assertive of is that I am dripping.
I find you on the couch and instead of shedding some light on my dilemma you are rolling a reasonable solution. I slide next to you on the couch. We smoke, some random show plays, you fetch me breakfast, it’s all normal, nothing like half an hour ago.
We have rolled a lot of blunts, over the morning, it has me dizzy. The stupid foot stool keeps slipping away from my feet, you being much taller, are fairly comfortable though. You realize my half asleep, super stoned struggle, and pull my legs on your lap. We are back cuddling, you have more access this time.
I started to notice that I had a larger than normal clit when I was in college. I joined a sorority and we had a hazing ritual that made me realize that I was a little bigger than everyone else.
We had to get naked at a party during rush week and masturbate by rubbing our clit only, nothing can be inserted, and we must orgasm.
There were only five parties during rush week that were not open to family or university staff. With about 30 girls rushing the sorority that meant that at each party 6 girls would probably take there moment to cum.
The first three parties went by quickly, 20 girls had finished their task and rubbed their clits in front of at least ten people in a common area at the party.
Two parties left and 10 girls. We all got a little more organized and chose who would take their turn at which party. I ended up getting paty 4.
“Ding dong”
That startled me out of my fairly toxicated sleep, and was amplified by the sharp sun rays piercing through the window, directly in my eyes.
You spring out of the bed to get the door, after all it’s your house, and shut the bedroom door as you leave. After a hectic week, talking and drinking for the entire night and an hour of sleep, I am too exhausted to care and slip back in my dream; the sun though is annoying. Lying on my back, my white blouse tucked neatly in my pants, hugging neatly at my flat belly, and stretched out at my bra caged tits. Rim of the top’s neck started right around where my cleavage ended; but the sun, created a shadow that made my bra, my hard nipple, and the valley in between very evident.
*Gabe*
Well my hopes to have some fun didn’t last long as I was officially kicked out of **my** bathroom when I tried to play with Kel.
In retrospect maybe I shouldn’t have smacked Kel‘s ass as I tried to play with her.
Eh maybe I’ll give her a little bit of space until her asshole isn’t so…..what’s the word I’m looking for……oh yeah….sore.
The clear dead give away was as soon as I smacked her ass she instantly yelled out ‘***MOTHERFUCKER***’ gave me the dirtiest look as a tear formed in her eye and proceeded to push me out of **my** bathroom as she huffed, “I need more time,” just as Sabrina yelled out of the shower, “What was that?” And the door was closed in my face.
What you were expecting Kel to be ready for sex so soon after having her rear iris stretched?
Yeah I didn’t think she’d be ready….still had to try.
So I sat there on my bed simply waiting…..horny.
Yeah I was mad at myself for getting carried away and ruining a good thing.
The office was closed an entire week for the holidays, I stocked the fridge, bar, and house with every single thing I could need until the holidays werre over. I stayed home, relaxed and then planned to throw an incredible party.
Day 1. Slept I late and fucked my self most of the day. The thrusting dildo I bought as an early gift to myself was able to suction to my headboard. After a few hours I did laundry, smoked some weed and opened a bottle of wine.
Day 2. With the party in 2 days I cleaned the house and prepared as much as possible for more than half the day. Around 6pm I rolled a very large blunt and watched tv until I fell asleep.
Day 3. Party is tomorrow so I spent the morning relaxing and planned a skincare routine and self care day before the big party tomorrow. Also I need to cook and prep all the food.
Around 3 PM I heard a knock on my front door and found that it was from a mail carrier who delivered a medium sized box. The box was for me and fairly heavy. I sat in the livingroom and unwrapped what was on of my most favorite drunk online shopping gifts yet.
A week ago, my friend had showed me porn for the first time in my life. The last weekend though we did something different. We unbuckled our pants and started rubbing our dicks like they did in the video. When we were just in the middle of the session, he glanced at my penis and his mouth fell wide open. “Wow, it’s enormous.”
I raised an eyebrow. I believed first that it might have been his that was small, but he reassured me it wasn’t true. He’d apparently masturbated with a couple of other friends and knew my size was well above average.
After this incident I never thought so much about this. Until the word started spreading among my classmates. They started glancing between my legs and giggle behind my shoulders. It started getting embarrassing and in the last couple of days I started sitting by myself, farther and farther away from everyone else. This affected my grades which made my parents worried. The worst thing was that I couldn’t explain why either. “If you don’t want to talk to us about it,” said my father one evening, “it might be a good idea to a book a meeting with the school psychologist.”
“Flight 645 will be departing from gate A4.” the lady at the gate said. “Departure will be in thirty minutes please have your tickets ready.” She continued. Looking over at the desk, she was joined by two other airport personnel and a security guard. There was some commotion going on with an older man and what must be his wife. Shrugging, I dove back into my tablet, reading the schedule that was sent to me.
I looked out the window at the aeroplanes landing or being pulled or pushed back and forth and thought back on the events of the past three years.
I got thrown out of my house by my ex-wife. She had found someone else and deemed it necessary to throw all of my belongings out of the house.
Since then, life has gone downhill. I lost my job, had a stint in jail after a misunderstanding with a bar owner.
I shook my head at the memory of that night then pushed the memory to the back of my mind. When I came out after a few months, I decided to take my life by the horns and take control.
18+
Consent is key
It was Sunday and it had been a little over a week since my hot neighbor had claimed my little hole and I hadn’t heard from him since. ‘Why are men so strange?’ That’s what I was wondering to myself as I adjusted my plump tits in my sundress in front of my mirror. They were a little pornographic and it was a family gathering so I was trying to tuck them far enough into my dress to avoid being told to change by my step-dad.
Him and my step-brother were always getting after me when I dressed too sexy. I pressed the dress down against my body, it flared out away to hide the little bit of tummy I was still working to get rid of and it reached pretty low on my thighs but it was light enough and cut in a way that if I spun or moved quickly it would show more leg. I could probably pull off bending over in it without showing too much, maybe just a hint of my thick ass, maybe just a hint of panty. I smiled at my reflection as I slipped my freshly pedicured feet into my sandals blew myself a kiss. Even if the cookout ended up being boring, at least the selfies would be fire.