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I’m a 5’4 white girl with shirt reddish brown hair and green eyes. A friend of mine described me as somewhat round, but an upside of that is that I have a fat ass and 38DD size tits. A lot of men, and even more women have complimented me on my ass if that helps you get a decent picture of me. But more importantly, my van. I was gifted the family’s Toyota Sienna when I learned how to drive. Sienna’s have rather large trunks, and when I folded the back row of seats down and lovingly decorated it with blankets, towels and pillows, it became somewhat of a chick magnet. Picture the Mystery Machine from the 2002 Scooby Doo movie and you have a decent idea of what it looked like. The Van became somewhat of a joke in my friend group because I had a bit of a history of fooling around with people in it.

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This continued when a friend of mine invited me to his birthday party and I met one of his friends named Fred. He was a tall blonde haired blue eyed guy who liked to work out. He had a crooked nose and a bit of a mischievous grin. He’s also a enormous sub, which is something that became very apparent. We ended up flirting quite a bit during the party, so when I told him about The Van (completely innocently might I add) he wondered I meant hook up with him so he gave me his number. I took it as a win and we ended up meeting up a while later.Fast forward to yesterday, we’ve been fooling around for a while. Neither of us want a relationship because I’m moving shortly but that doesn’t mean we can’t have fun.

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But when we met up again yesterday, it was sunny and breezy. Warm but not too warm with the scent of cut grass lofting in on the wind. Finally Fred parked next to me and walked over as we smiled at each other.

“Hey!” I said.

“What’s up?” I looked up.

“The clouds,” I said sarcastically. Fred gave me a look.

“That joke is over played,” He said.

“Ehh so are you,” I replied as he sat down.

“What does that mean?” He asked. I shrugged in response.

“I don’t know. Close the hatch.”

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He closed the back and we put up the blinds along the windows and back row of seats while joking around. When we were done, I sat down and Fred laid across my legs. We talked for a little while before he began to complain about his sleeves itching.

“Take off your shirt then,” I replied. He did and I saw he was still riddled with hickies from our last time a couple weeks before.

“Jeez I did that to you?” I asked as I ran my hands down his torso.

“Yeah. I tried covering them up with concealer but I think that just makes them last longer.” I was somewhat delighted my marks were still there. I lightly brushed every single one along his chest, belly and v-line. I bent down and whispered to him:

“These make you mine.” He made a little happy noise.

“You should take off *your* shirt.” He said as he looked up at me. I bent down and kissed him with tongue. He whimpered.

“You okay?”“Yeah I didn’t expect it. But you should take off your shirt.

”“Why? Do you wanna see something?”

“Your tits.”

“What a simple man.” I kissed him again. “But are you trying to tell me what to do? You know that’s not how this works.”

“No no I just wanna-”

“Shut up, sub.” I sucked on his tongue. We made out while I ran my fingers through his thin blonde hair and lightly tugged on it. He groped my chest through my shirt. I pulled back and sat across from him before placing his feet on my groin.

“Nooo please play with me.” He pleaded. I just smirked at him as I leaned over. I ever so lightly tugged his pants down and stroked him. He grew hard in my hands and once he was fully hard I stopped.“

You’re such a tease.”

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I smiled at him and placed his feet back on me. He wore blue socks that looked vaguely shear and highlighted his toes. I peeled off his socks before I rubbed his feet. I licked them with long strokes from his heels to his toes before he grinded his heel on my clit until it sent shivers through me. I moaned softly.

“Good boy.” I scooted up to him and pressed my lips against him. Our tongues danced as my hand slipped down. I stroked from his balls up over his head. I swirled my finger around it and he moaned into my mouth. He pulled away and we smiled at each other.

“You’re mine tonight.” I took a deep sniff of his hair.

“Sit on my face” he whimpered. I ran my fingers along his neck and held his chin.

“Show me how bad you want it.” Fred hastily pushed me off him and pulled down my pants. He pushed up my shirt and licked my nipples before smirking at me and leaving a kiss trail down to my thighs. He slowly licked my thighs and left love bites. He took such a long time teasing me my clit throbbed in anticipation.

“Fuck, I need it now.” I pushed his head down. He resisted and I let my hands fall to cradle his neck.

“*Sit* on my face,” He repeated as I squeezed his neck lightly.

“You brat,” I protested before pushing him down. “Here’s how we punish that.”

I sucked on his neck harshly.

“Noo you’re gonna leave a mark.” I left my hand on his neck while I came up.

“I don’t care,” I growled and went back to my work.

“Please I’ll be good.” I raised my head up and whispered right in his ear:

“I know.” Finally after enough teasing I got up and finally sat on his face.

I grinded and humped on his nose and felt his tongue expertly dance its way through my lips. He sucked on my clit and I gushed all over him. I held my head back and got ever so close to cumming. Our breath got heavier until Fred tapped out.

“I need to be inside you.”

“Beg for it,” I said as I took him in my mouth to get him hard again.

“Please please I need it.” When I felt him begin to throb in my mouth, I came up and sucked on his neck.

“What a fucking slut.”

“Yes! Yes! I’m your slut!” I felt his hot breath down my neck for a moment longer before we started making out again. I took control of his dick and rubbed the tip around my entrance. He moaned at me before I layed down and pulled him down with me by his shoulders.

“What are you waiting for? Fuck me little bitch.” He was spurred on by my comments and began to thrust into me ever so slowly. I savored the feeling of being filled and felt all the nerves react to the stimulation. I moaned and we made out as he thrusted. My large tits bounced, so he groped them and played with my nipples.

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I tugged on his hair with one hand and played with my clit with the other. Finally, I felt the crescendo of an impending orgasm in me. I tried and just barely failed to contain my moans.

“Don’t stop! Don’t you fucking stop!” I tried to keep it to a whisper, but it was so hard. I continued to circle my clit harder until the waves of pleasure built up and released. It felt deeper and more intense than any orgasm I’d ever felt before. My legs began to shake as I cried out in pleasure. Quickly everything became too sensitive and I pushed Fred off of me.

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He watched as I took deep breaths to try and come down off of that high.

“Oh God.” I panted. “You just fucked the shit out of me like a really good boy.”He moaned ever so slightly as I said that and I opened my eyes to discover him jacking himself off.”Let me help you with that for being such a good fuck toy.”

“Please I need you to fuck my tight little asshole,” He begged. I licked my index finger and started rubbing around his asshole before slowly inserting it.”Nghhh go deeper” He begged me while I went as deep as I could. He moaned loudly.

“Shhh shhh the window’s open,” I reminded him.

“No your fingers are just too good!”I spat on his cock to provide a little lube and the fapping noise intensified. I caressed his torso and pinched his nipples while fingering him until:

“Fuck I’m gonna bust!”

“Do it!” I wrapped my tits around his cock and my hand around his neck when he finally emptied his load. He shot rope after rope onto my tits and almost got some on my chin while he held his head back and moaned. I watched his chest rise and fall as he breathed deeply. I let my hand drift down so I could pinch his nipples tenderly.

“Well.” I grinned at him. “Clean me up” He smiled at me and began to lick up his cum. He showed it to me in his mouth before he swallowed.“Fuck that’s hot,” I said as Fred layed up against me. I wrapped my arms and legs around him.

“Thank you,” He mumbled.

“Yeah,” I said as I pulled him tighter. “You’re my special little man”

“Hey! Don’t be mean.” He protested. “I’m not little.”

“Yeah I don’t know where that came from.” I giggled a little. We stayed cuddling for the rest of the afternoon and just talked about anything and everything in the post orgasm bliss.

~This is the first story I’ve published, let me know how to improve the formatting 🙂

NSFW: yes

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