ame chan

you wouldn't describe yourself as a stalker per se , you were mainly … habitual . you followed the same routine , walked along the same road , clocked in at the same time and remembered to greet the same people . It just so happened that on your way back from work was the last drop and you just so happened to always be thirsty . you could not be judged for having a drink or two . taking in the scenery . If that scenery happened to be where sevika sat , playing a rowdy game of poker then who were you to disobey your routine ? the bar was loud , but the poker table was a constant ; her voice cut through the noise in predictable arcs . thursdays were always the best . sevika laughed on thursdays .

you don't know when exactly it started . the fixation on the toughest brute by far but you couldn't take your eyes off her no matter what you did . you made sure to hide by the corner , order a drink so you looked like a regular customer and position yourself behind her so she'd never catch you looking . it was methodical . therapeutic . she was on of the only constants you could look forward to .

except today . today you follow your routine exactly , walk the same road , greet the same people and walk into the bar and find the same rowdy table , except . except sevika is not there .

you try not to panic though your chest seems to grow heavier by the second until you feel it dangling by your feet . , your eyes big and wide frantically search for the all consuming figure but she's nowhere to be seen . you try to reason with yourself . she could be running late . your fingers click nervously like a twig under a boot . the line to the bathroom must be long. you breathe in the mustiness of stale beer and pungent cologne as you try to calm yourself down . your feet remain anchored to the sticky ground , your mouth agape . she couldn’t be gone . she wouldn’t be . the table would be empty without her , the smoke would curl differently , the air taste wrong . did the air always feel this thick ? she must be — she must —

"hey are you okay." a random voice asks , hand reached out to touch you . you flinch instinctively , snapping out your thoughts as you, rush out the bar .

it’s only once you stumble into the night air that a large hand clamps onto your shoulder , drags you sideways , and slams you back-first into an alley wall.

the hand is calloused , warm , heavy.

you recognize it before you recognize her.

it feels like a confession.

“who sent you?” sevika growls out , metal hand tightening against your shoulder . she looms over you like a shadow in the night and you find yourself moving back into the wall sevika’s face is closer than you have ever allowed yourself to imagine . her brows knit , eyes sharp , lips curled in to a snarl

your mouth opens . closes. words scatter. this was not rehearsed . this was not in the script.

"i - i … no one." you finally manage to stammer out

"you think i haven't noticed you sniffing around here ? you always sit by the exit . always watch the mirror behind the bar . always leave when i stand up. "

you're quivering under gaze her , unable to stop yourself from looking down at your feet . and hers .

you catalogue her like scripture : the scuffed boots , the scraped knuckles , the way she takes up space like something holy and violent.

you feel obscene for having memorised her.

your eyes dilate . you need to flee before you embaress yourself even further .

"no .. no i was i just … i come here for the drinks." you say , fighting to move from her strong grip .

you push and shove and squirm yet her grip remains steady . your chest heaves from all your wasted efforts .

"then why leave so soon." her words float in your head as she grows closer and you can smell the cheap beer on her lips . you lick your own subconsciously .you can't think of a sane reason quick enough . your mind draws a blank as she stares down at you .

"im sorry." you croak out at a loss for words . you don't know what you are and aren't sorry for as of yet but you feel yourself getting wetter by the second . you move your head from side to side , face slightly scrunched as you desperately try to avoid her eyes .

"hey . hey. look at me." she commands , rough fingers lifting your chin up .

you hate the way your gaze snaps to her lips , unable to explain it away with a few drinks . you can't seem to pull them away . her eyes are too much .

you watch as the scowl slowly transforms into a knowing smirk and the word "oh" falls next. she puts more of her weight on her hand , pressing you against the wall. you squirm in embarrassment.

you feel her breathe heavy against your ear as hesitantly , she slithers her free hand up your bare leg . you twitch under her grip . she let's out a huff in amusement in return . she taps the back of your thigh lightly before grabbing it and exposing your soaked panties to the wind 

she reaches your panties and you still don't have the guts to look up and see her reaction . judging by the amused huff she lets out , you figure it's nothing good . her hand grazes your underwear , feeling just how drenched you are .

"I - I think you're drunk . you're not thinking straight ." you stammer out but she immediately shushes you .

sevika presses her finger against your clothed clit and you can't help the way your breath hitches . she rubs slow , controlled circles around your clit and your hips buck in turn . she did it again and again until every part of your body was set alight .

she whispers in your ear "say please."

"please."

she pushes your underwear to the side and you feel two human fingers slide inside . you hadn't been stretched in such a long time you almost forgot how delicious the pain was .

the pace she sets is brutal . you barely get enough time to take in all the sensations when she curls her fingers and you swear you see the light . the thought of someone seeing you like this , getting fucked by a supposed stranger in a dirty , smelly alleyway makes you bite down all your moans until your lip bleeds

"this what you wanted all along ? someone to touch your pretty little pussy." she whispers in your ear . one thing you learn about sevika is her mouth is filthy .

she whispers so many degrading words to you , about how much of a slut you had to be to get fucked in public , how desperate you must be not to wait longer yet the sound of your pussy only gets louder . all you can muster is quiver and moans , you grip her hand so hard your nails almost pierce her skin but she gives no reaction . your mouth blubbers and it takes everything in you not to beg .

“i need to pee.” you gasp out , body squirming to be set free as she continues her endeavours with a renowned vigor. the back of your arms lightly scrape against the cement wall .

"let it out baby, it's okay." she whispers in turn, her hand makes it way to your bladder , pushing down on it as your moans get a pitch higher.

“im .” you choke out . your thighs shake as your toes curl , your clit throbs something painfully delicious .

it's too much . it's not enough . your face twists and turns as you feel something building and building inside you .

"that's it cum for me."

it's with those words that you throw your head back , streaks of hot liquid trail down your thigh as an orgasm racks through your body and she doesn't stop . her hand softens and slows down but she keeps the pressure on your clit . you don't know whether to lean in or run away from the sensitivity .

"fuck I wanna see you do it again."

she slides out of you . before you can miss the feeling she flips you over and your face lightly scratches on the cement and you feel the weight of her face on your shoulder . she slides two fingers back inside , grinding her palm against your clit as she presses her crotch against your back .

it's easier to push you over the edge this time . the feel of her hands on , in and around you overwhelms you . your legs are teetering and why did no one ever tell you sex could be this good ? a few curls inside of you and a rough stroke on your clit and your body convulses against her as you let out a scream quickly muffled by her hand .

"shhh this view is all mine." she whispers in your ear , kisses trailing down your neck . you let out a gasp of shock as her teeth bite down on your collarbone so hard it leaves a marks that you learn will take weeks to heal . your knees buckle and the only thing that keeps you upright is her hand carrying your weight .

you feel tears of pleasure slowly bringing as she grinds her crotch against you . you grind back , a delightful sensation spreading as you grow rougher and more desperate until you're full on dry humping . your legs start to squeeze and at this point she knows exactly whats going to happen in the next few moments .

"that's it. last one."

you moan her name , muttering different "thank yous" muffled under her hand . she slowly takes her fingers out of you before pressing them against your lips. you open your mouth without question and suck her fingers , suck your own juices dry.

she finally takes them out , wrinkled and lets out a chuckle. you're still catching your breathe when you feel her graze your clit . you twitch in her hold as her fingers grow higher until the tip of her thumb tease your other hole .

"next time I see you I want this stretched right for my cock ." you feel the weight disappear and hear her footsteps grow quieter in the distance.

You fanned it away, taking a seat on the couch beside her. She looked at the way you slumped, back against the couch back as you let out the deepest breath from the depths of your chest. You seemed so tired.

"Long day?" She asked, voice a little softer now.

"Mhm, real fuckin' long."

"Go anythin' to work on?" Sevika asked, idly scrolling through the channels on the TV as she tried to pretend she wasn't watching the way your tired face contorted to think.

"Yeah, got a big ass essay to finish up." You mumbled, closing your eyes which burnt with sleep deprivation. "Fuck, I'd kill for a nap."

"Been procrastinating, haven't you?" Sevika got up with a grunt, stretching her lower back out a little. The woman was literally older than your dad- you had to remind yourself. You often forgot that, who could blame you though? She was a fine looking woman.

"Is dad gonna be long?"

"Doubt he's gonna come back home t'night."

Sevika didn't look at you. She knew you hated whenever your father drank and slept around with other women. It wasn't that you didn't want your old man to be happy... you just couldn't stand the thought of a woman taking advantage of him like your mom had- that fucking gold digger left you both with trust issues.

"That's fine." You mumbled. "Are you gonna stay over?"

"Yeah, gotta look after his little girl." Sevika ruffled your hair with a tired smile.

"You sure? You seem like you could use a nap more than me, and that's saying something."

"Yeah, I'm sure. You go do your assignment, kiddo. I'll get dinner ready."

"Alright... don't burn down the house."

You moved to your room, feet dragging after you slowly as you got seated in behind your work desk. You opened your laptop, the cursor blinking and mocking you as you blankly stared at your half-done draft. Your hands hovered over the keyboard for a bit before you opened another tab to start research. You barely knew anything about the demands you were writing for your business administration class.

You could smell the faint smell of something creamy- maybe chicken. Your stomach growled. "Fuck." You pressed a hand to it, "she's cooking something good... she always cooks well..." You shook your head. "No, stop thinking about her- and chicken- focus." You refocused your vision on the search bar and typed.

"Did Sevika have a girlfriend? Does she want a girlfriend? Or is she too busy to have one? Fuck- stop. She's your father's age- even older actually." You rubbed your temples. "Stop, stop, stop- just m- ugh, focus."

You forced yourself back to the screen, eyes dragging across the same sentence three times without absorbing a single word. Your fingers hovered above the keys, trembling slightly from exhaustion. The cursor blinked, waiting- impatient, unforgiving. Your thoughts drifted again.

You pushed your chair back with a quiet, frustrated sigh, palms pressing into your eyes. "Get a grip," you muttered under your breath.

A soft knock followed, gentle, almost hesitant.

"You good?"

"Yeah, come in."

The door pushed open revealing Sevika in an apron, it was almost comical to see a woman with bulging big muscles behind a white apron with a little bunny imprint at the chest.

"Dinner's ready." She said softly.

You looked up, rubbing your eyes, "yeah, I'm comin'."

"You get any work done?" She walked towards you, placing a heavy hand on the back of your chair. She was so close you could smell the faint scent of her usual woody cologne. Your breath hitched.

"Y-yeah- I mean, not really. I was- I needed to research but I... yeah, can't focus." You got up fast, unable to handle the proximity any longer, "just- I need food."

The smile Sevika gave you was gentle, understanding, "alright, let's go get some food in you."

After dinner, you sat beside Sevika picking at the edge of the mattress with your knees pulled to your chest. "I don't understand, Vika, I'm trying to focus, and trying to carry it all at once. My professors are very impressed with my work, and progress... but I don't feel satisfied. No matter how much I'm doing I'm never satisfied. I'm worried if something's wrong with me."

Sevika didn't judge. Didn't tease. She just sat there, giving you her company and undeterred attention. Her hand moved, big hand against your in-comparison smaller back. "There's nothin' wrong with you." Her voice was gruff, years of experience in seeing others break down showing. "You're okay, just overworked. You gotta slow down, let yourself breathe."

"Breathe?" You looked up hesitantly, "but I am breathing every second, am I not?"

"Not that 'breathe', dummy." Sevika sighed, throwing an arm over the couch behind you. "You need to have fun in life, you're still young, still learnin' things. When you get older, you get a job and shit, and you'll see you won't even have the time to think about all the things I'm saying- that's when all your responsibilities kick in and from what I'm hearing you're interested in entrepreneurship. I don't even need to intimidate you but that's a tough road and-"

Your head lolled, falling onto her lap as you snored softly.

Sevika's first instinct was to proceed to shove you off, you were pressed against her fucking dick. She swallowed. You looked so peaceful as you slept so she didn't push you off. She let you sleep there, head on her lap and everything.

You woke up, groggy- rubbing your eyes. "Sev?"

"Mm..?" Sevika's eyes were plastered on the faint heave of your chest every time you breathed softly- your cleavage a little too delicious to not stare at as you slept in her lap."

"Fuck, sorry-!" you pulled away fast, "sorry, didn't mean to trap you like that a-and- I..." your eyes darted to her growing boner. "O-oh..."

"Don't- don't just... stare." The last word came out a little choked as Sevika instinctively slapped a hand over her crotch to hide herself away but she couldn't entirely. The bulge was big.

Almost unbelievably so.

You looked at her, "did I cause that?"

Sevika didn't answer. "This is wrong- your father, he wouldn't ever approve and-..."

"Better someone he knows than a random guy off the street," you said with a small shrug, "or girl." You added quickly.

Sevika's legs relaxed a little in a manspread, "are you offering...-?"

"Head, yes."

Your boldness caught her off guard. Her cheeks were heated and flushed. "Fuck- don't just- don't just say that."

You smirked a little, "I expected you to be a little more composed than this." You dropped down to your knees, maintaining eye contact.

You reached for her pants, she didn't protest. She watched as you unbuckled her belt and dragged her clothes down, leaving them tangled around her ankles before you looked at her big shaft- twitching with pre-cum beading at the tip. You could see the big vein that traced down the underside of her dick.

Your mouth watered.

"You're big, really big," you held it with your soft hand, slowly pumping it, "fuck, Sevika... how do you even walk around with a dick this big?" You squeezed it.

Sevika grunted, "aren't you a tease now..." she mumbled slowly before her hand reached for your head, securing her fingers within your hair before she pulled you closer. "Kiss the tip."

Your lips puckered, leaving a wet kiss to her flushed tip. Sevika stroked your hair. "Good girl, now open-" your mouth slowly opened, Sevika pulled you closer till her swelled tip sunk in your mouth. Your eyes closed, taking in her entire length in your mouth.

Sevika moved you slowly over her dick, letting out a throaty moan as she felt your throat squeeze around her veiny length. She used your hair to guide you over herself, her moans coming out breathy now as her fingers grew firmer in your hair. She held you so tightly your scalp burnt. You could feel tears appearing in your eyes from how she mercilessly fucked your mouth.

Every thrust was brutal, merciless. She used your mouth like a fleshlight.

"You look so fucking good like this, keep lookin' at me, sweet little thing- fuck, fuck- oh fuck."

She slammed her shaft down deeper in your throat and you sputtered around her cock, choking a little but then relaxed when you felt her fill up your mouth with her seed.

"Don't swallow." Sevika ordered, her hand holding your hair left it and pulled your lip down to open your mouth- she spat in it- "mix it up."

You closed your mouth for a second, mixing it up in your mouth before you opened it against to show your contents inside. Sevika smirked. "What a dirty girl, eh? Swallow now." She patted your cheek, you obliged.

She made you open your mouth again to check inside- empty. She pulled you up, bending a little so she could kiss you. You kissed her back, whining softly into it when she pressed her tongue against yours- her mouth was so warm. Her hand reached down to grope your tits, tugging and playing with your nipples as she kissed you deeper.

"You want it in you?" Sevika asked, voice soft and low- sultry in the perfect amount.

You nodded. Sevika pulled you up with ease making you squeak softly. She settled you on her lap with your legs thrown across her thigh, undoing your shorts and panties with one hand. She pulled them off, repositioning yourself so you were straddling her. Her cockhead probed against your entrance.

"Fuck," she pushed inside with a grunt. "You're so tight."

Your eyes squeezed shut tightly as you sunk down completely on her length. She was big, her inches stretching you out as you took more every second. Your hands were on her shoulders, leaving nail marks on the skin.

"Fuck!- it burns..." you whimpered softly as Sevika eased you up and down on her dick.

Your pussy clamped down on her length, clit throbbing with need. You could feel the faint imprint of her girthy member forming on your stomach. Sevika moaned at the sight alone, squeezing your ass.

"You're so- you're squeezing me, baby."

"I need you... I'm so fucking close." You sucked in a deep inhale, that knot in your stomach coiling.

"Shit, baby, so warm, hot..." Sevika slapped your ass, squeezing right after before you came undone.

You were boneless as she fucked into you hard and fast, her cock twitching before she pulled it out abruptly before her release- ropes of cum shot out of her tip and got all over your torso and clothes.

You smiled, tired and faint. "Ah... you're fucking amazing..."

Sevika rubbed your back, "you took me so well, baby... proud of ya'."

"Dad can't know about this." You muttered.

"Never."