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Characters : Neo

Tags : Mirror, Self-Cest, Masturbation, Oral, Swallowing, Paizuri

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Every week, Cinder demanded that the most important figures in her little plan get together, except Adam. That prick was off in Mistral doing something, Neo didn't know or care what. Probably brooding on a cliff somewhere and writing dramatic poetry about that cat he'd lost a few months back, a bit before Cinder roped him into her little doomsday plan, or whatever. Honestly, if it bugged him that much, then why didn't he just go to a pound or something and adopt one out of there? Gods knew there were plenty of strays in places as big as Vale and Mistral, and it might loosen that stick in his ass up a bit so he could yank it out.

Neo snorted at the image that conjured, shaking her head while Roman prattled on about Dust supplies, safe houses, and Lien stores. All of which was very, very important, and even more insufferably boring to her. But she had to be here, at least Roman said so, and what he said she did, no matter how dangerous. For her, or whoever she ran into after one of these aggravating, boring meetings. The first ten of the damn things ended up with unfortunate suckers getting lured into alleys for Neo to… Take out her aggression on.

She hid the bodies well, though, so it was fine by Roman and all involved, since she wasn't cutting their own men to pieces… anymore, at least.

The eleventh meeting, she'd found something infinitely more amusing to do during meetings to pass the time. Specifically, watching random porn videos on her Scroll that she found in the back of the room with her earbuds in and the sound just low enough that no one could actually hear the videos. Which drew a tired sigh and rolled eye from Roman every time she did it, especially when she did it while he was saying his piece at the other end of the room, where he couldn't lift a finger to do anything about it.

Soon, this started to bore her as well, though. Roman stopped caring, and that took that part of the fun away, but going back to just sitting there quietly wasn't an option… So she started finding more 'interesting' videos, purposefully looking around for things she herself hadn't done and might enjoy. She, personally, though she was quite the kinky little catch, and had done a lot, but she was surprised in the best of was when she found out that there were things even she hadn't thought to try.

Things that made her bite her lip and clench her thighs together just imagining giving them a roll, and even a few ways to do more mundane things that she hadn't tried either. So after one meeting she went to her room and set to work on making a list and checking it twice, of plenty of things that looked really naughty and nice. It took a day of searching, and several cramped fingers from particularly exciting examples, until she was satisfied with the list, saved along with dozens of bookmarks, on her Scroll.

The first she wanted to try had two pieces to it, and she enjoyed both. Doing it in public, and giving a tit fuck. Both she'd done, but this was special, because it entailed wearing a very specific piece of clothing and doing it while wearing that.

Neo was no stranger to tight clothes, at all. Her leotard itself was skin tight, and showed off every curve she had and a large portion of her ass, if she didn't wear pants with it. If she bent over without her jacket, it let her tits hang out for anyone to see too, the barest hint of her pink nipples visible if she bent all the way over. Several times, she'd gone around tying her shoes,just to enjoy the eyes on her from… Anyone who would look, really.

This was just as tight as her leotard, and actually covered the tops of her breasts and her neck as well, but she knew that would do nothing to hide what she was packing. It was made white, and so thin that the slightest pull or water on the elastic surface meant that you could see right through it like it was never there, and you could pinch it open wherever you wanted with barely any effort at all.

She'd tabbed the video halfway through and ordered one of the leotards, which she was now standing in front of the mirror and admiring herself in.

The material felt kind of like latex meeting rubber, and was colored a milky white that was only a shade lighter than her own skin around it. She turned her hips and stuck her ass out a bit, the material stretching around the soft flesh to the point that it became see through entirely and made a face caught somewhere between happiness and annoyance. With the material stretched out, anyone and everyone could see every last inch of her creamy, round behind if she so much as leaned over, and if she did anything acrobatic at all, it would flash her core to everyone around her as well. The outfit showed off everything she had to show, and that already had her heart racing and her core throbbing her arousal at the exposure and the idea of it.

Or, well, her underwear if she wore any, but who did that when they were going out to do what she was wanting to do? Seemed counterproductive to her, really, if things went well you'd just be taking them right back off.

Turning to face the mirror in her room again, she looked at her tits. Large for her size, but not saggy or ugly-big, and damn firm and perky. She bounced on her heels and they bounced a bit tantalizingly, and she smiled. The outfit did next to nothing to hide her breasts, the simple pull of gravity on them stretching the material out enough that her skin was perfectly visible along the bottoms. A gentle pull on the fabric showed everything else, all the way up to her nipples, and she chewed her lip at the sight.

Reaching up for them and pinching them hard enough it stung wonderfully, twisting them and gasping where she stood at the sensations, her thighs clenching violently again as the material around her mound started to moisten with her arousal, the material turning translucent and giving an ever better view of her clean-shaved sex. One hand left a nipple, the pink nub hard and poking through the material slightly, her hand drifting to her core needily while she watched it in the mirror.

Her fingers trailed along her stomach slowly, painfully so for her, and she chewed her lip as she crested the curve towards her hot, needy core. She cupped it, groaning mutely into the air, and massaged it gently before her thumb found the bud of her clit and rolled it, the small woman moaning loudly and almost falling on the spot. Smiling, she pulled the material taut and pinched it, twisting it until it tore and left her core open to the air, shivering at the cool breeze blowing against her before her hand covered it once more.

One finger and then two entered her inside the same moment, seeking out a bundle of nerves she knew all too well while her thumb rolled her clit and her fingers pinched and pulled at her nipple, and she watched her face flush and legs tremble in the mirror as she quickly and roughly fingered herself closer to climax. As it built, her heart hammered in her chest and her breath came out in rapid gasps or intermingled with quiet, lust filled mewls, until her shoulders hunched until she had almost doubled over, head turned to the side so she could watch herself pant, her tongue lolling gently out of her mouth.

Finally, she grunted as she came, legs trembling until they finally gave out and she collapsed to the carpeted floor, watching herself ride out her orgasm in the mirror. Her chest heaved, bright pink eyes boring back into her and roving over her body, and her legs trembled gently as she spread them out in an acrobatic stretch and smiled.

Flipping open her Scroll, she ordered seven more of the things, and then she stood and made her way past her bed to her drawers where a pair of scissors were.

Carefully, she cut a hole in material below her breasts, right between them, and smiled, pulling a bright pink dildo out of a drawer and sliding it between her breasts experimentally. Turning, she ran back to the mirror, and smiled at what she could see by just holding it there.

Her breasts were parted slightly by the toy between them, her nipples still stiff and poking at the fabric dangerously, and when she took her other hand and pressed down at the top of the fabric, she could see the head of the toy there, nestled between her lovely mounds. Curious, she leaned her head down and, mainly thanks to her natural flexibility, she managed to get her mouth around the head, tongue swirling around it as her heart once again started to race, beating steadily faster.

She wondered, for a moment, if she should let her hand wander once more between her legs, and practice on the toy before she left. But after a second, she pulled the toy free and shook her head.

It wasn't fun, just doing herself all the time, and pretending. No, she wanted a real cock between her tits, a real man staring down at her face and watching her tits wrap around him, her tongue circling his stiff-

She shook her head again, before she gave in to those images, and tossed the toy o her bead while she went for her pants and jacket. Lacing up her boots, she headed for the door, intent on heading into Vale and finding some lucky cock to enjoy. If they were good, maybe she'd even let them have more than just her tits.

Her throbbing core might make her do that either way, though, she thought as she plucked the toy from the bed and shoved it in her cute little backpack right next to a dirty old burlap blanket she kept for just such occasions. If not, she'd just use this, and enjoy him that way if he wasn't quite good enough to let have her entirely.

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Everytime she moved, she felt the cloth of her jacket on her breasts, rubbing the sensitive numbs and the flesh around them. She felt the chilly wind on them too, tonight being a bit on the breezy side by Valean standards, and that sent goosebumps across her skin and breasts and brought her nipples battle to full mast if they managed to soften without fail. Her tight pants felt unusually constricting, too, hugging the swell of her ass and calves tight enough that when she closed her eyes, it felt like hands everywhere on her. Squeezing, caressing, massaging, even pinching when her pants caught at an angle.

And gods, every step felt like a hand on her mound, pressing against her and driving her mad. Three times, while she wandered and looked for someone worth a good suck, she had to sit down because her legs began to tremble and she didn't want to start moaning on the streets. That might get her a kind of attention even she didn't want, as much fun as being cuffed and dragged into a car might be.

Still, that would end with her stabbing someone, and she didn't want that kind of release tonight.

So she headed downtown, and then to a particularly seedy part of Vale, no more than a few narrow roads, cheap apartments, and cluttered alleys no one cared what happened in between the shining shops, storefronts and restaurants on one side, and the factory districts on another. Many young women with no other way to make money hung out around here, and Neo passed one on her knees with a barrel of a man behind her, pounding into her with reckless abandon while she cried into the crook of her elbow.

Neo came here because it was the only place in the world where she could suck, fuck, and generally have fun in public, in a dirty alleyway, without any worries at all.

She even had a favored spot, and people there knew her well enough to get the fuck out when she showed up in it. It was simple, just a normal little alleyway between two cheap apartments, blocked at the far end and with a large dumpster at the other that she could block the entrance with if she wanted to have a lot of fun all at once.

When she got there, a cute brunettes had her tongue wrapped around an old man's dick, and both spotted her at the same time. She smirked, raising an eyebrow and crossing her arms challengingly, and part of her hoped they would argue with her. If they did, she'd invite them to join her, give that guy a real blowjob and show the girl a good time as well after he was done.

But he just tucked himself into his pants and dragged her out of the alley, and she watched them vanish into another one before she rolled her eyes.

How boring… Oh well, his loss. He paid for a suck, and he might have gotten some actual pussy instead, if he'd had the balls.

Unrolling her thin blanket, she laid it out on the cold concrete near the end of the alley, able to peer between the wooden planks of the fence and see the more normal people on the other side, going about their evenings. Which made things so much better, and was why she liked the spot as much as she did. When she was satisfied, she tossed her cute little pack against the wooden fence and headed to the end of the alley, dragging the dumpster so it blocked most of the entrance.

And then she hopped up on the dumpster, crossed her legs, and waited for someone with the balls to approach her. They knew why she was here, after all, she'd shown them all why she came here on day one when she'd stripped down in full view of everyone and laid across a trashcan with 'fuck at will, back door preferred' written on a sign. Back then she'd been largely unknown, and she'd spent hours with random guys taking her for a spin.

Ahh, good times. She needed to do that again some time, probably soon.

Five minutes later, flicking through her phone, she looked up when someone approached, smiling at her, "Hey, Doll, remember me?" She just raised her eyebrow in a clear question, and he chuckled, "Figures, you seem the kinda slut to forget the dicks she's been on. Whatever, you up for somethin'? Could use a good time."

He was muscular enough, she noted, and had the balls to insult her and then ask to fuck her, so she shrugged and rolled back, handstanding off the dumpster and bounced into the alley. He followed, of course, murmuring some insult or another and following her to the burlap blanket she'd laid out.

She shouldered off her jacket and tossed it on the backpack, and was just unzipping her pants when she felt him move up behind her. One hand shot around to her throat, squeezing it roughly, while the other grabbed a breast and squeezed it, "Sorry, Doll, not a lot of patience tonight."

She grinned, leaning against him and grasping the fronts of his legs with her fingers, staring into his dark eyes while he alternated pinching a nipple and choking her. She groaned, low in her throat, and ground her ass against him each time he squeezed her throat until she felt him hard against her. Then she reached up with a hand, fingers brushing against his cheek and beckoning him down until their lips met in a quick, hot, needy kiss, devoid of anything except the basic feel of his lips on hers, his stubble on her cheeks, and his tongue in her mouth.

She broke it after a second and turned, pushing him away from her against a wall and pointing at him and then where he stood to tell him to wait, and the man sighed and crossed his arms. She liked being manhandled, and everyone knew it, but everyone also knew that they did what she wanted or got nothing.

Smiling, she leaned against the other wall across from him, reaching up to pull the fabric of her leotard taut, letting him see every inch of her breasts, and he whistled, "Fancy clothes, right there. See the hole at the bottom. That what you're wanting tonight, just a cock between your tits?"

She made a 'more or less' motion with her hand, and reached for her zipper. A second later, she felt cool air on her legs and mound, and tossed them into a pile with her jacket, smiling at the man even more seductively and thrusting her hips out, a hand ducking down so two fingers could spread her lips for him in a show while the other pinched and pulled at her nipples.

"God damn…" He murmured, watching her thumb move to slowly circle her clit, and looking at her, "You're in the mood, ain't ya?" She pointed at his loose cargo shorts, and made a stroking motion, and he chuckled, "Sure, don't gotta ask me twice."

He wasn't terribly well endowed, she noted when he pulled his cock out and started stroking it like she'd asked him too. Only about five inches, and maybe half one thick, but it would do for what she wanted. A finger plunged into her depths while she watched him, just imagining a laundry list of things he could do to her while her heart hammered in her chest and her breath came in short, panted bursts mixed with mewls and moans, but that wasn't why she was here.

At least, not this time.

Or maybe later, if he earned a reward.

"You know, Doll," he started after a minute of her watching him, and fantasizing, and enjoying herself, she raised an eyebrow at him and he chuckled, "I coulda stroked myself off at home. So if you don't mind, can we get to gettin'?"

She rolled her eyes at him but stepped forward, closing the distance in two strides and wrapping one hand around his member while her other reached up like before and pulled him in for another brief kiss, pulling away and smirking when his eyes met her own before squeezing his shaft in her hands and drawing a groan from him. Her smirk widened and the she sank to her knees, leaning down to kiss his head.

That drew a moan, outright, and another smile, and then she trailed kisses down its length, letting the girth of it rest on her face. It tasted salty and hot, and when her pink eyes met his around his length, resting against her cheek while her tongue played along its base, she felt it twitch in anticipation. Trailing her tongue along it the whole way, she returned to its head and gave it a kiss, looking up at him meaningfully. He raised an eyebrow at her, and she watched his expression change as she took the head into her mouth and then in one motion, slammed down on it, feeling the tip poke down her throat and making her gag and choke while heat pooled between her legs.

He murmured something above her, a hand resting on the top of her head, but she wasn't paying any attention to him now. For several minutes she slid up and down his shaft at frankly dangerous speeds, choking when his shaft slammed down her throat and then gasping for air when the tip popped out from between her lips. After the first couple minutes, she let go of his shaft and just gripped his pants, letting him thrust into her mouth as fast and hard as he wanted.

Her Aura let her take it, even when he seemed to forget he was in her mouth, and used her hair like handlebars while he fucked her for all she was worth. She moaned, louder and harder, as he used her and he swore her name. She was always careful to use enough to keep it from hurting her, but leave that sting she enjoyed so much behind. Her mind started to blank and a small hand dove between her legs, three fingers knuckle deep in her core, while she enjoyed the ride for however long it went on for, the man above her gasping and grunting and giving her all the time in the world.

"On your face or down your throat, Doll." He grunted, the girl looking up at him and actually thinking about it for a few seconds before he slammed back into her throat and pulled away again, "Better make a choice, 'fore I pick for you."

Shrugging, she held up her free hand while the other drove her to the edge, two digits raised as her answer. He slammed into her throat twice more before she felt him twitch once, then twice, and let her eyes roll closed while another finger plunged inside her snatch, rapidly driving herself to a finish before he slammed into her hard enough to sting, ropy shots of cum shooting against her throat and making her choke, hand on his pants gripping the fabric hard enough to almost tear it.

"Shit, Doll…" He gasped, releasing her hair and letting her rest on her haunches, catching her breath while he panted above her. He looked down at her, raising an eyebrow, and asked, "That all you wanted, though?" She raised her brow at him, reaching out to grasp his cock and stroking it slowly while he spoke, keeping it hard and making sure it was lubricated enough for what she wanted to do next. "I got more in me, if you want it."

It took a few tries before she managed to get his cock between her breasts through the hole in her costume, but she did in the end, holding her breasts around it and squeezing them together. He groaned, and she leaned her head down to circle her tongue around the head through the fabric, drawing a longer, throatier moan from the man. Without warning, he started thrusting against her, the hot meat of his cock sliding between her breasts rapidly, and held her head down, forcing it lower so that each thrust pushed the head of his cock between her lips.

She smiled around the cock when she felt the twitching between her breasts. Apparently, he very much enjoyed a good titfuck, and that was fine. The faster he came, the better, when it came to this. All she cared about in a titfuck was feeling the cum between her lovely mounds, sticky and hot, and she wondered how it would feel with that inside her little outfit.

When he finally thrust his last thrust, she felt his cum slamming against her lips through the fabric and wrapped her hands around his waist, holding him there while she closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of it, circling her tongue around his member while she felt the cum shoot out and onto her chest. She leaned back when he sighed, squeezing her breasts together and shivering at the feeling of the cum between her tits, hot and sticky just like she enjoyed. She rubbed them against each other, and then a hand dipped down, fingers trailing around the hole in her outfit curiously.

When it came back sticky, she let him watch her lick each finger clean, and he shook his head, "You are one kinky bitch, you know that, Doll?" He was panting, out of breath and tired now, and she spared his cock a glance curiously, "Yeah, think I'm done for tonight. Sorry, Doll."

She rolled her eyes but waved him away regardless, and he left without a word while she flopped down on the burlap blanket, a hand between her legs gently circling her clit needily. She'd hoped to get him in there, too, but he'd run off… Oh well.

There was always next time, she thought as she fished out the little dildo from before. And this hadn't been bad, regardless.

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Shortish smut chapter, hope you liked it. Drop me suggestions you have, and I may consider them. Note, I mean suggestions, not commissions on this. This is just for me to practice, study, and learn new ways to write this stuff because I wanna get good at it.

As always, stay twisted, and enjoy the ride.