Chapter 24
With a slightly pissed-off look on my face and the Convenience Store Manager beside me wearing a somewhat proud expression, we headed to the park. Even at dawn, there were quite a few people around.
Thud thud. Click clack. As we walked right through the middle of the park, gazes poured our way. People who spotted us started whispering.
"Huh? That guy..."
"Isn't he the one from the convenience store?"
"But that outfit...!"
She'd ditched her mask and one more layer, strutting openly now without even wrapping her Barabari coat around herself—the Barabari Coat Woman. No, the Convenience Store Manager. I walked just as boldly, arm wrapped around her waist.
A somewhat secluded spot. Under the dim glow of a streetlamp shining down on the park grass, in front of a utility pole.
"Lean back."
"Yesss~."
With just those words, she pressed her back against the pole and wrapped her arms around my neck. A seductive smile and desperate eyes gazed up at me. Drawn in like a spell, I went to slide my cock in but glanced around first. Maybe because we'd found a spot with no one nearby. The people who'd eyed us on the way in had already turned back to their own amusements. No one paying attention to us anymore.
And that was...
"Change positions."
"What position~?"
"Grab the pole and stick your ass out."
"Yesss~!"
A pretty ego-bruising situation. Her position switched right away. Hands gripping the pole, ass thrust way out. That plump, juicy ass wiggled, tempting me. I shoved my cock right in.
Splat!
Skin slapping skin. My thighs smacked hard against her ass, the sound echoing loud. Smack! I spanked her ass hard enough for everyone to hear. That was why I'd gone for doggy—easy to make noise. Slamming flesh. Spanking ass. All simple to amplify.
"Hoooh...!"
She let out a moan. I grabbed her black short bob haircut, yanked it back, and whispered in her ear.
"Don't hold back your moans."
"Hoooh...!"
"Forgot why we came all the way out here?"
"To show... show off...!"
"Right. So don't hold back—let it rip."
Splat! Splat! Splat! I pounded my cock in with full force. The flesh-slapping sounds boomed. Her pussy wrapped around me hot and tight, gushing juices and squeezing. And with that, her moans exploded.
"Huk! Huk! Huk! Hoooh! Hooooh!"
Thwack thwack thwack thwack thwack!
"Ohut! Hut! Hooot! Hooooot!"
Her raw moans echoed through the park. I could feel it—people turning toward the noise. Rustling sounds. A few drawing closer.
"Hooooot! Hoooooot!"
Shadows gathered around. She saw it too—her pussy clenched hard. Overcoming that grip that wouldn't let go, I thrust even harder.
Thwack thwack thwack thwack thwack!
"Hoot! Hoot! Hoot! Hoot!"
Squelching sounds and spewing moans piled up until...
"They're really fucking...!"
"In the park? Do they think no one can see?"
Voices reached us. Then click! click! click!
"Hoot!!"
"...Ngh!"
Shutter sounds. My body and hers jolted hard at the same time. Her pussy bit down on my cock, and I swallowed hard. Excitement. Tension. Trembling.
Thwack thwack thwack... I kept pounding to play it cool, but couldn't hide the shakes. My thrusting legs trembled. Hers too. Our slapping thighs and ass quivered. Even her pussy hugging my cock shook.
But that trembling tension...
"Haa, haaa...!"
"Hoot! Hooooot...!"
Was just a small spark. It got swept away fast by the massive blaze of arousal. I gave in to the excitement.
"Ah, M-Master! You're lifting my leg...!"
I hoisted one of her legs high. Her pussy spread wide open. Oiled skin gleamed softly. Dripping wet folds glistened, droplets sparkling.
"He lifted one leg!"
"Showing it off on purpose?!"
"Whatever, we're loving this!"
Click! Click! Click!
"Hoot! Hoot! Hoooooot!"
"Her skin's so shiny!"
"Her pussy too!"
"Such blatant sex! Jealous!"
Click! Click! Ding! Drring!
Every voice, every shutter, every video start made her pussy squeeze endlessly. So turned on, it clung like tentacles, milking me. Pussy ridges—dozens, hundreds of tiny hands sucking my cock like leeches.
"Hoot! Hoot! Hoot! Hoot!"
Hot juices flooding from her walls with every thrust.
"Hwoooht! Hwoooht! Hwoooht! Hwoooht!"
Foamy pussy lather from cock-pussy collisions!
"Hwooooot! Hwooooot! Hwooooot!"
Her soft, bubbly pussy rubbing every inch of my cock!
"Hwoooooot! Hwoooooot!"
Fresh pussy juices washing over, squeezing, and rinsing my cock hot!
"Haaaa! Aaaah!"
"Hoooooh!"
The sensation of my cock getting sucked in—I pulled her close and shoved deep, cumming.
"Haa, haa..."
"Hoo. Hoooo..."
Hugging tight, our panting breaths overlapped. Then I felt it—her heaving as she slyly pushed her ass back, shaking it. The feel of her ass. Those wriggling pussy walls inside. My cock hardened right up again.
When I pulled out, it was already rigid and ready. "Master~."
Semen dripping down her thighs, she turned. Back to the start—leaning against the pole, arms around my neck. Couldn't hold back—I hooked one leg over my arm and thrust in.
Squish. My cock sank into her pussy.
"Hoooo...! Mmph!"
I kissed her moaning mouth. Slurp! Slurp! Sluuuurp! Sucking her lips and tongue hard, something rose beside my face. A glance—her phone. She'd pulled out her own to film our tongues tangling.
Chup. Chup. Smooch. Smooch. Our kiss captured perfectly.
"Hoot! Hoot!"
Her gasping as I pounded her. And...
"Master! Master!"
Her calling me Master! Click. Click! Ding! Drring! Phones shoved in. Shutters. Videos. Amid the clicks and rings from the crowd, the Manager and I...
Thwack thwack thwack thwack!
"Hoot! Ohut! Ohut!"
Her phone showed her eyes half-rolled back. Red face, mouth agape, moans—all recorded.
Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Deep thrusts. Poke poke, grind grind.
"Ohooot!"
Her face twisted in ultimate bliss. My cock surged harder. I slammed her against the pole. Her massive tits squished flat against me. Pressed so tight we melted together!
Thwack thwack thwack thwack thwack! Pure creampie fucking!
"Ohut ohut ohut ohut!"
Thwack thwack thwack thwack thwack!
Thwack thwack thwack thwack thwack!
Deep inside! Creampie!
"Hwat. Haaat!"
"Hoooht...!"
Kiss on top. Smooch smooch. Smooch smooch. Peck peck.
Kissing her like that, I flashed a V-sign at the still-filming phones.
Pulled out—her pussy gushing cum, all caught on her phone as she stopped recording.
"Haa. Haa..."
She pocketed her phone, leaning on the pole, thighs quaking. Meanwhile, the crowd filming us scattered like startled birds the second we finished.
Catching our breath, just us left.
"...Head back?"
"Yeaah..."
I hugged her staggering form and left the park.
Back from the park, we returned to the convenience store. Normally—or back when we were still playing part-timer and Barabari girl—we'd part ways after sex like nothing happened. But not tonight. She'd ditched the mask. Revealed herself. So we came back together.
But we weren't reopening to serve customers. Click clack. She naturally grabbed an extra chair from the storeroom, sat behind the counter with me. Two of us at the checkout table.
I swallowed. "I'll send the pics and vids they took of us."
"Send me yours too~."
Ding. Messages from Ollchangitok. Street stuff. Park video.
Couldn't help muttering, "Wanna see if they came out good?"
"Mine too..."
Phones side by side, hit play.
- Hup! Hup! Hup!
- Master! Master! Master!
The sounds boomed through the store. I flinched, reached to lower the volume—then stopped. My fingers shook; didn't want it obvious. And did we even need to?
- Smooch! Smooch!
- Hoot! Hoot!
Midway, her hand slipped under my pants. Gripped my cock, stroking up and down. I reached too—under her coat. Kneaded those huge tits first, then fingered her pussy.
- Mmph! Mmph! Slurp! Sluuurp!
- Hooooot! Hooooot!
The louder the phone, the more we twitched. Hands sped up. Even kissed. Smooch. Smoooo ch.
So intense. But...
- Hoooht! Hooooht!
Video ended. Not enough to finish us off. Quiet store. Smoo ch. Pulled lips apart. Sigh. Regret and lack weighed heavy. Thought about fucking, but held back. Watching vids had us craving something sex couldn't fill.
"I-I gotta go~."
She felt it too—stood. I nodded; she left the table, headed to the door. Unlocking the glass as I watched with longing—then she glanced back.
"Next time... open the store and take customers~?"
Her sultry tease made my cock twitch. I knew it'd satisfy next time. Nodded at her.
"Yeah. Next time."
"Looking forward to it~."
Ding-a-ling. Dawn shift ended like that.
Home after a dawn packed with naughty fun with the Manager. Told her I was too beat for evening shift, crashed hard. Woke, showered—phone rang. Landlady.
Grinned, answered. Trembling voice.
"Um..."
Hesitant, then: "Looks like a package got misdelivered there. Can I come pick it up?"
"Package?"
"Y-yeah..."
"Hold on. Checking."
Out to the hall—yep, box there.
"It's here."
"Coming soon... and absolutely do not, do not peek inside..."
She trailed off, hung up.
'Don't peek? That's begging to rip it open.'
Top already neatly slit, like inviting a look. No hesitation—I opened it.
"Ho? This?"
Inside: comics, mags, porn DVDs with blatant covers. Common thread—mature housewives etc., all blindfolded, getting railed by strangers. Sex, photos, videos, blackmail. Packed full.
And...
"Toys too?"
On top, like placed deliberately: black blindfold. Below: bed straps for wrists and ankles, wide cuffs. Examining the sex gear—
"Oh, oh my... I said don't peek..."
Squinting Landlady was there. Breathing ragged, approaching. She pushed past, knelt by the box.
"Shouldn't have seen..."
Rummaging without standing. I watched—
"Oh, wh-what...? It's dark all of a sudden..."
From behind, slipped the blindfold on her. Instant excited tremble in her voice.
"Wh-why the blindfold...?"
"..."
No answer—I pushed her inside, bed straps in hand.