#nte fadia

° You step into the parking area, but as you look around, Jiyuan is nowhere to be seen. It’s a massive space, large enough to house her entire fleet of cars, including her beloved red Porsche. So, where has she gone? Suddenly, you feel hands wrap around your waist and press you against her car. You were so lost in thought that you didn't even notice Jiyuan sneaking up behind you. Her hands immediately slide down to your buttocks, exploring their curves. "Mm… You’re all mine to devour…" she whispers, her warm breath against your ear sending shivers down your spine. The idea of ​​having sex here had never crossed your mind, yet that is exactly what is happening. She bends you over the hood of the car and spreads your legs to get a good look at you. A mischievous smile plays on her lips as she sees the thin layer of moisture already clinging to your labia. A proof of just how aroused she has made you. You were in such a rush that you didn't even put on underwear. Are you doing this on purpose to tease her?

° She grabs your buttocks with one hand while the other wanders between your legs, rubbing you through the latex with her index and ring fingers. Your sharp intake of breath gives her the green light to continue. You feel her breasts pressing more firmly against your back as her hand moves faster and faster. It is a moment you wouldn't find in the pages of a magazine, yet this is happening with your beloved wife. Jiuyuan watches you silently from beneath the brim of her hat, her hand rising to pinch your nipple through the material. She is having a wonderful time playing with you in this outfit. A single pinch is enough to make your nipple harden and show clearly beneath the fabric. The tension in your pussy suddenly finds release, making you tremble at her touch. "Good girl… This costume really accentuates every curve of your body. And I have a feeling we’re far from finished…" she murmurs.

Hotori

° Hotori is sprawled on the couch at Eibon, scrolling through her phone while holding a bottle of champagne in her other hand. Business has been terrible lately, no customers, no commisions. It’s irritating her, and on top of that… it’s boring. Then she thinks of you, her precious one. And to her surprise, just as you cross her mind, a post featuring your photo pops up on her screen. You’re wearing a tight latex outfit that clings perfectly to your body. And somehow… it turns her on (and it’s not because of the alcohol). She’s glad one of the Eibon staff is doing whatever it takes to keep the business afloat, but… it’s definitely a bit much for someone as innocent as you. She’s hardly a model person herself, considering her drunken antics, but… you know what she means…

° When you get home, you find her in her usual spot. Empty bottles are scattered all over the room, yet surprisingly, she isn't dozing off. "I see you've become popular lately… hic." She’s drunk, of course… but she already knows about your modeling commission. "You’ve got quite a… hic… figure, darling…" She starts acting affectionate… "Don't just stand there… Come here, hun…" With a lazy movement, she pats the spot beside her. The moment you sit down, you feel her hand land on your backside. She pulls you closer by the waist and suddenly draws you into a kiss. Her tongue clumsily tangles with yours, and you taste the champagne she’s been drinking.

° When she finally pulls away, a thread of saliva stretches between your lips, but she's not quite satisfied. You blink just once, and she is already on you, pressing her body against yours. "Don't be shy… There's no one home… except us…" You recall passing Nanally and the others in the doorway, so a moment of fun won't hurt. You help her slip out of her kimono and toss it onto the floor, as she looks like she’s about to pass out from the amount of alcohol she drank. Then come your clothes and you are left in nothing but your underwear. "You look… amazing, hun… Just like in that… magazine." Hotori leans in to kiss you again, her hand sliding beneath your bra to squeeze your breast, recalling how perfectly the outfit from that magazine had showcased it. She removes the rest of your lingerie and takes your nipple into her mouth, sucking and licking it until, finally partially satisfied, she pulls away.

° Hotori wastes no time, there’s no telling when the others might return, and neither of you would want to get caught in a situation like this. With a mischievous smirk, she spreads your legs and straddles your thigh, holding on tight, your wet pussies meet and press firmly against each other. She reacts first, moans escape her lips as she rubs your clitorises together. "B-Baby… I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that…" she moans, and you respond to every movement of her hips, rocking harder. The room, already carrying the scent of alcohol, is now filled with the aroma of sex. Moments later, you both climax, your bodies tremble, your fluids mingle, and you feel her fingernails digging desperately into your thigh. You are completely spent, too exhausted to even move a muscle. "That… that was amazing, hun… I-" Hotori doesn't even finish her sentence, because you both hear footsteps downstairs and Nanally shouting loudly: "APPREASER!!! HAVE YOU SEEN MY PHONE?!" Hotori simply looks at you with a smug.

Fadia

° Fadia is already on her third drink at the bar, but she's really just getting started since the night is still young. Bored, she idly scrolled through her phone. It was a shame you weren't there, she would have loved to have a drink with you. "Have you seen this new hit magazine, Fadia? I think it’ll catch your eye." Fadia just rolls her eyes and scoffs. Does he really think some ordinary magazine would interest h-.. Is that her wonderful, sweet GIRLFRIEND? She takes the magazine from the bartender and adjusts her glasses to get a better look. It really is you! And wow, what a sexy outfit, the way it hugs your body makes her heart race. It’s strange you never mentioned any modelling session., but wow, you have an amazing body…

° You are leaving the Agenta headquarters after another magazine photoshoot. As you walk down the street, a taxi pulls up, and Fadia’s head appears in the window. "Where are you off to at this hour, darling? Hop in." She gestures for you to get inside, and you have no choice but to accept her offer. You feel her hand land on your butt and give it a light squeeze as soon as you sit down. The atmosphere in the car quickly grows heavy, it’s hard to stay composed while she’s so casually groping your backside. To make matters worse, you’re still wearing your latex outfit, and suddenly you feel incredibly hot… Yet Fadia shows no signs of stopping. It looks like it’s going to be a very long ride home…

° The atmosphere had settled a bit, but just as you start to relax, Fadia has another idea. She places a finger under your chin and turns your head toward her. A mischievous, confident smirk plays on her lips, and you know she’s up to something naughty. Suddenly, she pulls the goggles off your head and slides them over your eyes, making you let out a startled gasp. Your bewildered look makes her giggle, and she immediately seizes the moment. She pulls you into a passionate, chaotic kiss, her tongue instantly invades your mouth, exploring every corner. When you finally pull apart, you’re both breathless. You want to take the goggles off, but Fadia quickly stops you. Is this her clumsy attempt to break the tension? You feel like a total idiot, though… Out of the corner of your eye, you glance at the driver, who seems oblivious to what you’re doing in the back seat and just keeps driving calmly. It’s a good thing there’s a partition between you, and the only vantage point is a small window…

° Fadia starts kissing you again, leaving traces of her purple lipstick all over your face, while her hand grops your breast through your clothes. Then she lifts her skirt, revealing her completely soaked panties. Is this a silent signal for you to help her? It’s a risky situation, but you can’t ignore a woman in need. You wait for the right moment and quietly undo your seatbelt while the driver is busy on a phone call. Fadia spreads her legs, making room for you to kneel between them. The scent of her arousal quickly reaches you. She’s likely been this turned on ever since she saw you in that outfit. You get to work immediately, you push her panties aside and taste her pussy with a long stroke of your tongue. She tangles one hand in your hair while slipping the other under her shirt to pinch her own nipple. A soft moan escapes her lips as you slide your fingers deep inside her spongy folds. Fortunately, it’s quiet enough that the driver doesn’t hear. Her face flushes, and her lips are bloody from biting them to stifle her moans every time you hit that special spot inside her. She eagerly licks up the blood and fixes her gaze on you. It’s frustrating that she can’t be vocal to show how wonderfully you’re bringing her to ecstasy… but the risk of getting caught provides all the thrill she needs. Fadia bites her lip harder to stifle a moan as she finally reaches orgasm, cumming against your mouth and fingers. You quickly return to your seat, as the car is already nearing your home. Fadia adjusts her skirt as if nothing happened and simply watches you in silence with a faint, knowing smile.