Two Lone Artists (Male Character x 100T Girls and more)

Finishing What you Started (Smut)

This is a bit of a short chapter to bridge between two longer chapters. Hope you guys still enjoy!!

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She hops from her spot on your back and lands, her legs a bit wobbly, but she catches herself. You walk towards the passenger side of her white Tesla Model Y, but she stops you.

"Nope. You're driving!"

"I am? Why?"

She stares you down, "because I said so."

"Okay mom."

"Not this again..."

You shake your head and get in the driver's seat. The Tesla was your dream car and it did not disappoint. She gave you a short tour and told you what you needed to know, but besides that, you were all good.

You took off, GPS set for the 100T compound.

"God I look awful.." she says.

You disagree.

"You look cute"

She blushes, "thank you, but I mean I haven't showered or put any makeup on or anything"

"Well you're not leaving the car atleast. Though, I do wish I could've showered before leaving..."

She nods and leans back to grab something from her backseat. She returns with a small glass bottle of Dior Sauvage cologne.

"I keep this just in case!" She says, spraying a bit on you.

"Thanks," you reply.

She smiles and leans in to mess with your hair. She runs her fingers through it and molds it to her liking. She leans in a bit more and places her hand on your thigh for support, yet it just ends up right on your cock.

She doesn't notice and you definitely weren't going to complain. She finishes messing with your hair and says, "Done!"

She smiles at you, "you're a cutie."

Now you're blushing.

"Nah, you are."

She continues smiling. Atleast until she figured out her hand was directly on your cock. She snatches it back, but her expression changes as she gets an idea.

She pulls at your shorts, trying to get them free. You're a bit confused.

"What are you doing?"

"It's not fair that I got to cum and not you. So focus on the road, and let me help you out..."

You have no idea how to respond. Poki was something else. She was perfect.

"Uh...okay" you say, flustered.

Your shorts are quickly dealt with and she pulls your boxers down enough to reveal your stiff member.

She smiles and takes it in her hand, lubricated with her spit. You try to keep your focus on the road, but she was testing your will.

Eventually her hand is replaced with her mouth. She skips all the build up due to the lack of time.

You feel as she bops up and down on your dick. It's an overwhelming feeling, a feeling of ecstasy. You're doing your best to place all of your focus on your driving.

You'd been edged before already and now you were feeling dangerously close. You usually could hold back for awhile, but now, with the limited time frame, you just let it go.

"I'm gonna cum, Poki!"

She gives you a thumbs up and begins to bob her head even quicker. From the noises she had been making, to the morning the two of you had, you reached your climax.

Your eyes squint from mere pleasure, your focus drifts from the road for all but a second. You make sure to stop at the red light ahead and take the short pause to breathe.

Poki, mouth still around your cock, swallows and cleans up and excess cum. You lay your head back, once again in ecstasy.

Your gaze drifts to your left as you notice a bright red Ferrari in the turning lane. A woman, a beautiful one at that, occupies the car. She also shifts her gaze and notices you and your situation. She witnesses Imane bent over, face in your lap.

She smiles at you, impressed. Giving you a thumbs up, she winks. And the light turns green, and the both of you drive off.

Poki brings her head up as you near the compound. She adjusts her hair and gives you a little bump on the shoulder.

"We're even now..."

"Yes, we definitely are..." You say.

"Y/n?"

"Yeah?"

"We should do this often.... I definitely enjoyed your company."

"Yeah, of course. Like...like a casual, sexual relationship?"

"Kinda. But also like...comforting I guess...I don't know, this just felt right."

You smile. You felt comfort in her presence, something you lacked in other relationships.

"Of course," you say pulling up to the compound.

She nods, "well this is your stop. I'll talk to you later?"

"See ya later, Imane."

She blushes, "Bye Y/n"

"Goodbye"