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Chapter 12 by Squelchapron Squelchapron

How would you like to pass the time?

Interrupt the young couple's date

Unable to resist the Asian girl in her barely-functional getup, you decide to join in on her date. You walk over to her side of the booth, standing beside her bench as she continues to talk to her boyfriend, tits bouncing as she pumps his cock beneath the table.

"...I'm happy for him, really," she says, in the middle of describing something. "I mean, she's a bit of a slut, but if she keeps my brother busy after school, that's fine by me. It's hard to get anything done when he's inside me every five minutes, y'know?" Her boyfriend nods somewhat apathetically, paying more attention to his lunch than his partner's complaints. You're slightly taken aback at what you hear; although this girl still has a casual attitude towards sex, she seems annoyed with the inconvenience it brings to her life. It seems that even though free-use is the accepted reality, some people are more comfortable with it than others, just like any other societal norm. You've met one **** case in the form of Michael's mom, and now you're face to face with the other end of the spectrum.

You begin to get undressed, your pants and underwear dropping to the floor as you pull off your shirt. Now fully naked, you climb up on the bench, your growing erection hanging in the girl's face. Waiting until she's done chewing, you slap her cheek lightly with your shaft before slipping it into her small mouth.

"You dun uush me hike phat," she mumbles as you move slowly in and out of her lips, even managing a bit of a smile in the middle of it. "You awways sho genphle." She continues to jerk him off faster and faster beneath the table. After several seconds, he leans forward suddenly, groaning as he shoots his load onto her bare legs. She takes her arm out from under the table, and you see his cum glistening on her hand.

"O-of course, sweetie," he says with a light breath, smiling at either the compliment or the orgasm...probably both. "I've got a live-in maid and my aunt to use at home, so I don't see any reason I should be fucking you all the time. I know it gets tough for you."

"Thash whah I wuv about you," she replies as you continue to fuck her mouth. You're helplessly turned on by how she's continuing to carry a conversation while having her mouth used—the fact that she's so used to sucking cock that she's developed the ability to speak while having one shoved between her lips is absolutely enticing. You're sure that this a skill that a majority of women have picked up in this world.

You find yourself becoming interested in their conversation, always wanting to know more about the rules and realities of your new home. You pull out of her mouth, your wet shaft sticking up in the air as you take a seat beside her. Reaching around her petite body, you lift her up by her rear end, placing her on your lap. Your cock rests between her pale cheeks, rubbing against the thin fabric strip of her sling bikini.

Her hand still covered in his semen, she brings a couple of fries to her newly-freed mouth. "Thanks for being so thoughtful, baby," she says, eating the fries before licking the grease and cum off her fingers. "So, what are you doing this weekend? I thought maybe we could go on a double date with my brother and—oh, God..." she pants suddenly as she breaks off her question while you pull her bikini to the side, pressing your wet cock up against her back door. As you slowly push yourself inside her incredibly tight ass, she arches her back and moans loudly. "Uh...we could...double...brother...oh, fuck..." she stammers haltingly, attempting in vain to finish her sentence as your cock goes deeper and deeper.

"Yeah, that sounds fine," her boyfriend says, piecing together what she's trying to say. "I'm free pretty much all weekend. Let's go to that place on York Street with the big sturdy tables. After last time, I think we'll need them. Remember that? When we nearly smashed the poor little place up?" he chuckles, taking a bite of his burger.

"Oh, yes," she manages to reply as you start pumping back and forth inside of her. "He was with that chubby girl...what was her name...Erica? And you both, you both—" she lets out a small moan as you pick up the pace. "You double-teamed her, didn't you? The waiter made you put her on the floor, he was afraid the table would break. It was shuddering and creaking..."

Her boyfriend grins sheepishly, finishing up his lunch. "That's right. She was a great fuck, though. Anyway, I've got to get back to the office." He crumples his burger wrapping into a ball, throwing it on his tray as he rises to his feet. Then he looks you in the eye, acknowledging your existence for the first time since you arrived. "Have fun with her. Try playing with her nipples," he says with a chuckle before waving at his girlfriend. "Bye Ling." She waves back, and you take one hand off of her hips to do the same.

"Bye Stevie," says Ling as you put your hand on her breast, pulling her bikini aside. "Fuck...why does he always have to tell people that...?"

Your fingers trace a circle around her nipple as she gasps and squirms, shifting her butt side to side on your steadily pounding cock. As you feel your orgasm approaching, you grab the shoulders of her bikini with both hands, pulling it off. You then move to her nipples, squeezing and rubbing them both at once. She cries out, tightening her whole body. You feel her warm juices running down your thigh as she climaxes, pooling on the bench beneath you.

Unable to wait any longer, you grab her hips with both hands, pulling her all the way down onto your rock-hard member. Letting out a loud groan, you shoot your load, pumping her tight asshole full of your cum. She moans along with you, enjoying the sensation of your warm seed deep inside her.

Gasping for breath, you lift her off of your cock, moving her limp body onto the bench beside you. Ling slumps there, her exposed breasts rising and falling as she breathes rapidly. You sit side by side for what feels like an hour, each of you naked, exhausted, and wet with the juices of the other.

You come back to your senses just as Michael slides into the bench opposite you, carrying a tray loaded with food. "Hey, John. You owe me fifteen bucks," he says, grinning as he pushes a burger, fries, and a soda across the table.

Are you done with Ling?

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