#driver (2011)

Driver

Car (ofc)

Driver was not a fan of drawing attention from many people but he doesn't decline the idea of making out in public. especially when it needed to. like tonight, when you are misbehaving in the bar and flirting with other boys who approach you. He would watch you across the bar.

First second was pretty understandable. He would let it pass, but the third was intentional. He knows you are messing up with him. He went to the dance floor where you are having a conversation with another boy who can barely buy you a drink. "We need to go. now." but your drunk ass didn't bother to listen with his warning.

It pisses him off when you introduce him as ‘your friend’ when you are literally about to call him daddy whenever you are in his bed.

Driver would pull you and walk to the parking lot. you were messing up with him, so he would do the same. in the way he would like.

When you sit on the back of the car, you expect him to go around to his seat but it catches you off guard when he joins you in the back of the car. grabbing your face and kissing you torridly. 

Driver would kiss you even if you tried to resist, but it was no use when his hand was on your both wrist. he would continue even when he tasted the metallic liquid from the cut in your lips. taking both your wrist with his hand and the other busy removing your pants.

Driver would lay your back in the seat and pin you. with no warning, he enters his full length on you and thrust in and out. In this way, he's letting you know how pissed he was. “I am a friend, huh? does a friend fucks you like this?” and thrust to your core hard. 

the more you resist, the more he fucks you hard, but that was your plan all along. to get fucks hard by him. “Is that what you got? I bet that guy would fuck me more than— fuck!” 

He shows you what he really meant even if the car noticeably shakes from the outside. You were lucky that it was heavily tinted.

ofc he will put marks in your neck. not below. not under your ear. in your neck. in the spot where other people will see it for days. driver loves to see you resisting to begging for him to fuck you more till you both cum same time.

While exhausted from the climax, legs were still shaking. you confess it was part of the plan, since you noticed that he was keeping himself from going hard on you, and he agreed that it works on him but warns you not to do it again when you can ask him nicely. 

Lars Lindstrom

Groceries / Car…? 

Yes, Lars is vanilla. He wants everything to be romantic, especially when he spends a night with you. doesn't mean he doesn't like the idea of making out in public.

Dating him for a year now and to think it's time to try some new things out. to introduce new activities to him but ofc testing the waters first. you don't want to surprise him.

you tried to do an obvious touch on him while in the grocery aisle. ghost touch that he would feel but wouldn't draw attention of anybody else. not when kids might be around.

Lars would question you with his brows and you would only play dumb, pretending you are innocent, but you continue doing it in the following days till he gets used to it. 

squeezing his waist, rubbing his nape, touching his ass and even split second brush to his crotch. He got used to it after weeks, but still conscious that someone might have caught you doing it. 

as he drives out from the Costco parking lot. you slowly remove your seatbelt, he only notices it when you place your hand on his thigh. "baby, your seatbelt please." you ignore it.

 you told him you wanted to try something but he was more focused on your safety and kept reminding you to put your seatbelt on. He only realized what you meant when your hand goes to his crotch and starts rubbing it. He bargained if he could wait till got home while he tried to stay focused on the road. 

you only told him to keep his eyes on the road before leaning down and taking his whole cock with your mouth.

He was obedient as he did follow your orders and focus on driving while you were busy bobbing your head in his fat cock. You bet his face is flushed af 

During red light, he would lean his head back while a hand on your head from handbreak. his hand would soft grab your hair and guides you as you bob up and down in him

You can hear his exhaled shakes. tried not make a sound but he fails, he would call your name especially when you made him hit your throat

 sometimes you would let his dick out of your mouth to look at him and shows him how you slap it to the side of your mouth and suck him again

 he would drive faster than his normal speed just to get home fast

 you knew he would be shy enough not to cum for that 15mns long drive, blowing him. “Can we continue it inside, baby?” his eyes are full of lust than ever. you would be dead meat to him once you enter his house.

Daniel Dunne

School Gym

You are the new physical education teacher in the school, and you noticed the History Teacher, Mr. Dunne, being around in your court more often these days than his usual Wednesdays or Fridays free time. 

Dan stayed there. watching you from far, while you trains the new set of teams for the school’s girl basketball team. At first, you thought the principal sent him to observe and evaluate you, but he never interfered, he never corrected any mistake. maybe he was only there to observe. but for what?

After weeks, he started to interact with you. baby steps. first at the teacher's monthly meeting, then greetings in hallways and small talks in the teacher's lounge, but all of those were only small interactions. yet you can sense something in him already.

He did try not to get too obvious, but whenever he goes to his designated office to spend his free hours he needs to pass the gym where he always finds you either with a class or with a team.

One day, you choose to give your class a break and give the remaining hour for them to rest. In your usual routine, you would take a shower after 15mns rest but this time you choose to rest inside the girl’s locker. 

he can't resist himself from stepping inside the court and choosing a seat to watch you. whenever you gaze at his seat, he immediately turns away. yet everytime he watches you, he gets itch to devours you. his little affection wasn’t just a crush, it turns out he wanted you more than that.

While you are getting your stuff from your locker, you hear the door open and the lock clicks. It could be some students playing around. 

You didn't bother to look at that someone behind your back, not until a pair of hands caressed your arms from behind. “What the— Dunne? Mr. Dunne?” 

You meet his drooling eyes on you as soon as you turn around. You tried to ask him what he needs but he didn't bother to say a word. He stepped forward onto you and made you step back. 

Once he opens his mouth, he confesses all of the things running in his mind, from the first time he laid eyes on you, how you messed up his head every night to how would like to take you. You can definitely smell the strong alcohol that he just took.

“You are just drunk, Mr. Dunne…”

”Yeah, I needed something to push me to do this.”

He pinned you against your locker and attacked your neck, licking your sweat off up to your face then claiming your lips. you could taste the light saltiness of your sweat and cheap gin in his lips.

You could push him, but you did not. you were now under the spell of his touch and your body betrays you. You finally gave up resisting and joined his lips while his hand traveled everywhere on you just like how he imagined for weeks. 

Knowing he only had a few minutes before someone noticed the locker room was locked, he turned you around and bended you over. undoing his pants to free his dick out and pulling your sweatpants off before rubbing his tip and straightly shove himself inside you in full. 

He would press you against the locker while starting to thrust hard to your core. He whispers everything he imagines of you with him, letting you know that this is just a percent of things he thought of you in the night, all of that while continuously thrusting in and out.

He would lift a leg to get a better position to take you. 

His lips were everywhere in you. Ear, neck, nape, jaw. He went messy in the way he wanted to show you, and you like how he takes you.

You two stopped when you heard banging of the door and a student voice calling out from the outside. 

“I think we need to continue this at my place tonight…?” he whispered.

Ryland Grace

Library

Mr. Grace is quite a popular teacher to the kids because of his humorous approach towards them. Although he was quite popular, he’s been single since high school and they all thought he would grow old alone like some teachers do. but didn't they know that he got you only after a month when you started working there, in the same school, as Librarian.

Due to the school policy of prohibiting romantic relationships between teachers and staff, you two kept it hidden. Someone else might have an idea but you two were being careful and with no evidence they’ll have nothing to prove. 

But sometimes you want to take things level up.

You came to work with those black stockings, heels and skirts that he likes the most, and when you walked past him, in his favorite spot in the library, he really stopped on what he was reading just to follow you with his eyes to your counter. 

He is not mad at you, he loves it. he really does. he just doesn't know how he will survive the entire day without landing a finger in you. 

at one of his classes, he can’t focus when your thigh is randomly flashing in his mind. He gave his class a random science activity that was supposed to be for next week, but he badly needed to buy some time. As soon as the kids were occupied, he got out of the room and ran to the Library with a cold sweat on his forehead. 

He found you in an aisle placing some returned books back on their shelves. He saw how you almost jump in surprise of him appearing beside you out of nowhere, “Ryla— Mr. Grace, what are you doing here?” He want to claim you at that spot already but he was smart enough to notice a cctv pointed straight on that aisle.

“Can you help me find some b-books?” he asked you and immediately grabbed your hand dragging you to somewhere before you could answer him.

Grace was checking every aisle you passed by to make sure nobody’s there. “Seriously Ryland, what book do you need? and why are you in a rush?” He didn't answer and only stopped in a dark corner. 

Once he stopped, he immediately pushed you against the wall and kissed you with no warning. “I only.. have.. 14 mins…” he said in between your lips. your nose bumping to his and his tongue were all over your lips. messy and obviously needs you that he didn't try to hide it. 

Your hands snakes to his pants, pulling his zipper down and letting his cock out while keeping his belt on, before jumping to his torsos and licking your legs there. He smiles while he’s in your neck.

Grace pulled away and lubricated his cock with your spit he made you in his hand. He looks back again to your face and watches you as he enters his huge pulsing cock into you with no hands on. Your eyes rolled as he continued to fill and unfill you. “Fuck!” You almost screamed out when he slams his whole shaft inside you. 

“Sshhh sweetheart~ Keep quiet. We are in the library. You must know that.” and continued to fuck you hard and deep to your core.

Colt Seavers

Tom Ryder's Van 

Tom Ryder is being an ass all day on the set. You don’t know what crack he is on today that made him act like a bitch. It shouldn’t be bothering you but as the stuntman of his leading actress, it messes up with your choreo. A scene that should have taken only three takes went to ten, that's how asshole he is. Complaints here and there.

You sneak to Tom’s van to make yourself some good coffee when you found Colt there already making one, “I knew you would look for good coffee after dealing with that ass all day.” your boyfriend winks at you while grabbing cups.

Exhaustedly you sat in the built in couch of his van while still in your costume. Shortly he sat beside you placing the coffee on the side. Your head seeks for his shoulder, you could cry but that will make him cry and you will cry together so you choose not to and settle with leaning to his broad arms and chest.

Accidentally you spill your coffee in the middle of conversation with Colt that made a mess on the van floor. “Don’t bother to clean, that asshole won’t even notice that. His van is disgusting as fuck without his assistant.”

With that sudden idea flashes to Colt, ”You know what? this is not enough, he deserves messier.” He immediately pulled you by your waist and made you sit in his lap. 

“To get messier, what do you think, princess?” but in his surprise you took the lead and kissed him first. Hands in his jaw, tongue in his mouth. You continued to kiss him as he explored you back and unclasped your bra beneath your costume. 

“Yeah, to get messier.” You replied before ripping your costume off. 

Muscles in his arms flex as he rip the clothes in your body. “Let us just tell them some technicalities happen, okay? I bet they have spare costumes out there.”

Sierra Six | Courtland Gentry

Public Restroom

You two were on a mission but unfortunately one of their men was able to recognize Six, leaving you no choice but to retreat since there were too many casualties. First things first, blend to the public. 

Luckily there was a nearby mall which is a good spot to blend in. You and Six change your clothes on the way. Wearing the jacket inside out, putting a cap on and anything that would make your look different for them would have a hard time identifying the two of you bc you knew they had your description passing through their men as of this moment.

You were surprised when Six pulled you into somewhere, but get along with it. You knew he knew better. And that leads you being stuck with him to a cramped toilet cubicle with him.

“Really? In the girls' restroom?” You questioned Six’s choice

“They all look like fragile men, and we have no other choice.” Six mumbles.

“We could have gone to the ceiling-”

Six heard heavy footsteps approaching from outside. They sounded too heavy to belong to the average woman, and instinctively, he sat down on the toilet and pulled you onto his lap, making sure your feet stayed off the floor.

Now facing the door, you tucked your knees close to your chest, almost hugging them while sitting in his lap. It was a cramped position, but it kept your legs hidden in case anyone decided to check beneath the stall and count how many people were inside.

His breath ghosted against your ear and neck as he leaned in. His strong cologne mixed with his natural scent was strangely addictive, making it harder to think clearly while the two of you remained pressed into the corner. 

But it was the same thing it caused to Six with you wearing those skirts. Who would wear this at work? He complained to himself while keeping his posture and letting you lean to him more. He grabbed and hugged your knees to keep you from falling but that only caused you to say directly on his crotch. 

You felt that. hard bulge building in his pants. You don't know if that was before you say directly on it or when you sat on his lap. Either way, you tried convincing yourself it was nothing personal, just a normal reaction of a man.

but not when you felt his heart beat skipping against your back and warm breath shakes.

Two of you play dumb like you haven't noticed anything while waiting for everyone to leave the bathroom. He knew you knew what he’s dealing with at that moment. ofc with that obvious bulge growing against your butt cheeks.

“I t-think they’re gone” You were about to go when he tightened his grip on your knees. “No. stay…” his voice was shaking. When you turned around, you found his eyes already on you, dark and unwavering, drooling all over your face.

With no warning, he claims your lips with a hand supporting the back of your head, or could be caging you, not letting you go anywhere. He let his body make decisions. 

His lips were gentle yet you could sense how much he needed you and at the same time your body betrayed you as you responded to his lips. Tongue swording, fighting for dominance, yet he still won and got what he wanted. He explored the inside of your mouth with his tongue while eyes were shut. 

You damn wish you were somewhere private so you could hear his groan that he is holding. “I need you right now..” his voice quivered as he went through your neck throwing kisses in it. 

He did not wait for you to respond, he continued to kiss your neck and jaw while undoing his pants and sprung his massive cock out before lifting your skirt and moving your underwear on the side to give way for him to be positive to your entrance.

You can feel the warm exhaustion his body releases as you wrap your arms around his shoulder to support your weight and place your parted legs on the side of his thigh while still facing the door.

You and his mouth almost parted open as you sank into and rode his cock. As your butt cheeks hit his pubic bone, he let you adjust for some minutes before moving inside you and taking over from there.

Six kept telling you how bad a decision to wear skirts at work, but also how good it feels being inside you. He never knew this risky would be this fun.

Not long after you felt your orgasm building inside you which made you ride him, meeting his thrust to you. Within seconds you hit your climax while he continued to hit your core. Never had this ecstasy in your body with somebody else.

He pushed you to lean over the wall, “My turn..” He whispered before shoving back inside you and making himself finished.

Holland March

Anywhere he get itch (lmao)

Holland is pretty and doesn't say no to you so he would go whenever or wherever you wanted as long as Holly is out of the area.

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Note: one of these days, I'll make full smut from any of these.