Chapter 19
Back to my night shift at the convenience store. Time flew by, and then—ding~. It was time for the Barabari Coat Woman to show up.
"Today, I kept it nice and simple~."
She didn't even wait for me to ask anymore—just flung open her Barabari coat wide. But today, there was nothing covering her massive tits or her pussy like usual. Well, almost nothing.
"What's that?"
"This is a pussy plug~."
"Pussy plug?"
"I didn't want Master's cum leaking out~."
The perverted bitch blushed as she said it, squirming her body all over. I couldn't help but smirk.
"Get ready. I'll lock the door."
"Yesss~."
I left her there with her hands clasped behind her head, legs spread wide in her signature pose, and headed to the store door. The glass was still fogged up from the cold outside, just like always. I flipped the sign to CLOSED on the misty window. But as I went to lock it...
"Hey, convenience store guy. Wanna fuck again tonight?"
"Let's wait and see. Peeking's fine, right?"
"Just in case, should I wipe the windows first?"
"Nah, that'd look suspicious. We'll do it once we start."
Tiny whispers drifted in from outside. I peeked, and sure enough, a few people were gathered by the door. And more were trickling in. From their murmurs, it sounded like they'd come to watch me and the Barabari bitch go at it.
"...Hmph. An audience, huh."
Suddenly, memories from my horny youth flashed by. AV porn stars in those videos—God, I loved them. Just watching other people fuck got me so damn excited. Their bodies, their moans... and I loved that their world made it legal to film that shit. The only downside? They always had those stupid mosaics blurring everything.
Word was, mosaics were legally required. No mosaic on AV meant crime syndicates were involved or some shit. Sure, these days sites have uncensored stuff, but back then...
'In my day, even Japanese AV without mosaics was hard to find.'
That's why everyone lost their minds over that one raw, uncensored leak from a female AV star. Online or IRL, the hype was insane. Back when I was a dumb, raging horndog, I even thought:
'Mosaics are a crime!'
I reached out and touched the fog on the glass door. My fingertips came away wet with condensation, leaving streaks behind.
'Even if it's 'natural' fog...'
Thinking about it, yeah. In those comic bath scenes with steamy vapor hiding the goods, I'd always grimace.
'I ain't becoming one of those guys.'
I nodded to myself and turned back to the Barabari bitch sitting there with her legs spread.
"Get up."
"Huh~? Master, are you not doing it today...?"
I shook my head at her words.
"Nah. We're going outside from now on."
Then I declared it boldly.
"No mosaic on my sex."
No mosaic on my sex. Hugging that grand ambition, I threw open the convenience store door with the Barabari bitch at my side.
But.
Ding~.
"Gasp!"
"Run! We're busted!"
"What the fuck!"
The second I stepped out like I was declaring war on the world, the crowd scattered like roaches, bolting away in panic.
"Damn."
"Oh nooo~ what now?"
"Let's just walk around for now."
The late-night streets. Streetlights kept it from being pitch black, but not a soul in sight. Everything but the convenience store was shuttered tight.
"Hmmm..."
I was furrowing my brow at this unexpected snag when...
"Nngh~. Ngh..."
"Hm?"
I had my hand on her waist as we walked, but every step made her twitch and jolt. Two steps, and she was glancing around nervously. By the third, she was lagging behind completely. I glanced over.
"Ngh~."
Flushed face. Squirming legs. It hit me right away—she was embarrassed.
"You were fine in the store, but now you're shy outside?"
"I-it's like... a confidence thing~? Or maybe a territory thing~."
Turned out she was a total shut-in perv. No—a convenience store perv.
The moment I realized that, a brilliant idea sparked in my head.
"Open the coat."
"Huh?"
"Open the damn coat."
She stared at me in confusion. I just jerked my chin, and after hesitating, she slowly parted it. Her naked body gleamed under the streetlight.
"Wider!"
"Y-yes, Master~!"
She flung it all the way open. And like muscle memory, she spread her legs, squatted down, and flashed her pussy.
I reached out, groping her tits roughly. Pinching her nipples hard.
"Hoh!"
I shoved fingers into her pussy and shook them around.
"Hooo!"
Juices poured out, soaking my hand. I enjoyed the wet schlick schlick sounds a bit longer before pulling out.
"Ohhh!"
Her thighs trembled violently. I couldn't hold back—I whipped out my phone and snapped away.
Click click.
Her eyes went wide.
"Pose."
"Like this~?"
"Yeah. Turn around, lift the coat."
"Like thiiiis~?"
"Stick your ass out more. Show the pussy."
"Yesss~."
Click click.
"Now the usual one. Sitting."
"Sittinggg~."
"Stick your tongue out all the way."
"Yesss~."
Click click.
And for the finale.
"Suck it."
Slurp. Slurp! Slurrrp, sluuuurp!
"Haa... fuck yeah."
Ding.
I recorded her long tongue lapping and sucking my cockhead like a pro—not photos this time, video. Then I told her,
"I'll send you the pics and video."
Shit. We both froze. We'd been pretending not to know each other's identities. But saying that was basically admitting, 'I know who you are, so I'll send 'em there.'
I quickly added,
"Gimme your number."
Fuck it. I held out my phone. Ball's in her court now. Sure, I had "Convenience Store Manager" saved, but how she handled it wasn't my problem anymore!
"..."
"..."
Silence hung between us. Then the perv nodded.
"O-okay... gulp."
She swallowed hard, took my phone, tapped away, and handed it back.
My heart pounded as I checked. What'd she save it as? A second number? Duplicate?
And then I saw it.
[Slave Manager]
The contact name had changed from [Convenience Store Manager].
"S-sending it now."
"Y-yes, pleeease~."
I sucked in a tense breath.
Tap tap. Click click.
I exited contacts, opened Ollchangitok, and sent the photos and video.
"Sent. Check later."
"Y-yes... huff huff."
She panted hard through her mask. I caught my breath too.
"Let's go."
Pretending nothing happened, we hit the streets again.
Of course my dick was rock hard. Partly from the street blowjob earlier, but mostly because the Barabari bitch was walking with her coat wide open on my orders.
"M-Master~."
"What."
"It's cooold~."
"Then we better hurry up."
"Right~!"
Her tits and pussy fully exposed to the night air—how could my cock not throb watching that? But there was a problem.
"No one's on the street."
Cold weather or late hour? Whatever, empty as hell. We'd braved the freezing night to show off, but no audience.
"All the buildings are closed too."
Shops and buildings—lights off or on, doors all locked. At this rate, we'd have to scrap the plan and head back.
"Anywhere with people?"
As I pondered, she murmured softly,
"...There's a Park too~."
"What? Didn't hear."
"The Park should still be open~ This neighborhood has lots of night owls~."
Her voice trembled as she said it. That sealed it—Park it is.
I nodded. "Yeah. Park."
She shuddered hard, breath quickening with excitement.
I smacked her ass and headed that way.
Sure enough, even at this late hour, the Park had a decent crowd.
'Good security around here.'
As we walked, she twitched nervously beside me.
"Hoh. Hooo..."
Glancing around wildly. Terrified eyes. And she'd buttoned her coat tight to cover up.
Hyped on the way here, but now with people around, she was scared shitless. Part of me wanted to rip it off right there and fuck her senseless, but...
"Inside today?"
Perfect timing—a Park bathroom up ahead. Better to ramp it up step by step anyway. Plus, it was cold as balls.
I dragged her into the men's room.
"Empty. Too bad."
Warm like the heat was on, but disappointingly deserted. Sighing, I shoved open a clean, spacious stall.
"Strip."
"Hah!"
I yanked off her coat and hung it up. Dropped my pants a bit and sat.
"Ride."
"Y-yes...!"
She climbed on. Her warm winter pussy swallowed my cock whole. The second it was in, she grabbed my shoulders and started shaking her hips.
"Hoh! Hoh!"
Squelch squelch. Creak creak.
Her rough grinding echoed when—
"Whew. Gotta work out at dawn, right?"
"Tell me about it. Guys like us with numbers left get targeted easy."
"Yeah. My buddy joined an evening running crew and... well."
Voices filtered through the thin stall wall.