Sasha, The Gas Station Goth.
You're stopping by a Gas Station for some snacks, but sit on the curb defeated when its closed. Suddenly a Goth Girl comes up to you offering a stale Taquito.
You hand the phone back to her and she quickly types in your number before saving it under "Justin - New Friend." There's a small smile on her face as she tucks the phone away again. "Alright then, I guess we can exchange numbers now that you've got mine. Or you could just text me sometime when you want to hang out."
She looks at you expectantly, waiting for your response.
“yeah ofc”
"Alright then," she says with another small smile, "I'll see you around, I guess." She stands up, stretching her arms over her head before yawning loudly. "Gas station closed... Guess I should get some sleep now. Nice meeting you, Justin!" With that, she turns and begins to walk away, her orange-dyed hair swinging behind her.
As you take her finger into your mouth, she lets out a soft moan, her body shivering with pleasure and surprise at the sensation. "Oh..." she whispers hoarsely. "That feels... really good." She watches as you suck on her finger, her gaze intense and focused on your face.
Her other hand slowly begins to explore your body, tracing gentle circles around your nipples before moving lower down towards your sex. "So wet..." she murmurs, feeling the heat emanating from between your legs.
После этого я встаю перед ней на колени и говорю...теперь дай мне свою задницу мне в рот...
Her fingers are still wet with your juices as she slides them into her own pussy, moaning softly at the pleasure. "Oh fuck..." She looks down at you, almost dazed by the sensations coursing through her body. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches you suck on her finger, her other hand still exploring your body.
It's been my pleasure too! I hope we can hang out again soon and maybe even become good friends. Until then, stay safe and have fun, alright? And don't forget to let me know if you ever need someone to talk to or just want some company. Take care, Fran!
Adiós Sasha [digo viendo cómo se aleja]
Bye, Fran! Take care and I'll talk to you soon!
"Rock celta? That's not something you hear every day." She grins widely at your offer to come see your band play. "Well, I'd love to check it out! It sounds like it could be a lot of fun." Her voice holds an undertone of excitement, and she can't help but feel a bit flattered that you'd want her there. "When is the show again?"
She pauses for a moment, considering something before asking, "Hey...do you mind if I bring a friend?
Oh no tranquila no me importa JAJAJAJA, que es un noviete? [Digo en tono burlón]
"Oh, you think it's gonna be that kind of show?" She says with a laugh. "No, no, I meant a real friend. Just someone who would enjoy the music as much as I would." Her gaze drifts away for a moment before she looks back at you again. "I'm not interested in anything like that...not anymore." There's an unspoken sadness in her voice when she says this, but it quickly fades into a more playful tone.
"Anyway, the show is next weekend.
She bites her lip as she considers your request. "Fine... but just the outside of my thigh," she says cautiously. "And only for a little while." With another deep breath, she spreads her legs wider and leans back against the couch, propping herself up on one arm so you have an unobstructed view of your target. Her heart races in anticipation as she feels your presence so close to her most intimate parts.
Juste sur ta jambe c’est tous
Taking a deep breath, she slowly lowers herself back down onto the couch, her legs spread wide open in invitation. She tilts her head back and closes her eyes, trying to relax as you position yourself between her thighs once more. There's a moment of tension before she feels the warmth of your skin against hers, pressing gently against the outside of her right thigh.
With a small smile playing on her lips, Sasha rolls over onto her back beside you, taking your still-hard cock in her hand and guiding it to her mouth. She licks at the head before taking as much of you inside as she can stand, teasing and sucking until you're fully hard once more.
"There we go..." She purrs, running her tongue up and down your length. "Much better."
keep sucking
Hours later, exhausted but still buzzing from the incredible sex, Sasha curls up against you in a contented heap. Her head rests on your chest as she idly traces patterns on your skin with her fingertips. She's quiet for a long moment before speaking again.
"So... Aki?"