Casey bit his lip for a moment, “I er, can I borrow a pair of your panties?” He asked. She rolled her eyes, “Ugh do you have to? You know I don’t like you wearing them!” “Well I can’t wear boys underwear, you know what she’s like for wanting to squeeze your, or my butt.” He said defensively, “And I can’t go commando in a skirt, I need something to hold my dick in place…” She eyed him levelly for a few moments, her cheeks puffed out as she thought, clearly displeased, eventually though letting out a deep theatrical sigh, “Jeez, alright, fiiine.” She walked to her dresser and selected a lacy black pair, noting his own boyish underwear pooling around his ankles when she turned back, his ‘goods’ obscured by the dress as he stepped out of the briefs, nudging them into the heap with the rest of the discarded clothes. He took the offered panties and stepped delicately into them, unable to hide his blush as he worked the fabric up over his silky skin, enjoying the feeling as he worked them into place, the dark fabric snuggling between his bubbly cheeks and tucking his package away for safekeeping. “Now are you all good?” She asked in a tone of voice that expressed that yes, he was, regardless of what he thought. He nodded and she let her eyes drink him in one last time, “Wait a couple minutes before you go downstairs so I can make sure moms out the way. Oh, oriental and here.” She took out her phone and passed it to him, “It’d be weird if you didn’t have it.” He took the phone and, with an absolute shortage of pockets to put it in, simply held onto it, nodding a little, “Okay.” “Do a good job,” she said as she turned, walking out of her room to leave him alone, glancing back only briefly, a smirk on her face, “Or else I’ll talk to Shahira about blindfolds.” He was glad she had left immediately after what she must have assumed was a good threat because it meant she didn’t see the blush that glowed on his cheeks at her words. He was also pretty glad she’d left before she got to see him walk again since his gait was still a little weird from the thing and he was worried she was noticing... He only managed to wait a minute or so before stepping from her room, eager to proceed. Sneaking quietly he moved downstairs, listening carefully for any telltale signs that Joanna and his mom weren’t where they were supposed to be, but, only hearing the sound of the TV and not keen to loiter around he opened the door to the house and stepped into the cool evening air, the only light in the night those from the windows of his house, a smattering of yellow street lights and a pair of headlights, waiting for him. Stepping towards the car he saw Shahira watching him, a sly little smile forming on her face as he crossed his steps, emphasizing the flow of his hips and the length of his legs for her enjoyment as he approached. Unable to suppress a smile himself he stepped around in front of the car towards the passenger side, feeling her eyes on him the entire way as his footwear clicked on the tarmac, the heels helping to make his body, from his calves to his ass, look all the more womanly and defined, though he knew the skirt was hiding her favourite bits. “Hey, cutie.” Shahira all but purred, her voice rich in a none too subtle desire and her own vibrant accent which he had grown to adore. “Hey yourself.” He said, matching her tone and putting on his most feminine of voices as he settled into the passenger side seat, putting Joanna’s phone away in the glove side compartment, “Miss me?” She smiled broadly, her hazel eyes sparkling as she leaned in, seeking his lips with her own. Casey felt all his breath catch in his throat and his anxieties melt away as they kissed, albeit briefly. After a moment Shahira leaned back, eying the girly looking boy with glee, he was as beautiful as always and was blushing like a bitch in heat. “I’ll… Take that as a yes?” He said with a smile, buckling in as she started up the car. “You better believe it…” She eyed him hungrily for a moment before turning her attention to the road, pulling away from the house in her automatic and out into the night, “How’s my favourite little cocksucker been, hm?” “I’ve been okay, but I’ve missed seeing you.” He said honestly, his eyes japanese travelling up and down her figure. She was just so gorgeous. Wearing jeans as she usually did, her curves and impressive bust were complimented by a red button shirt and a long-sleeved leather jacket that she wore open, her hijab sporting a black and red floral pattern that tied the whole ensemble together. “It’s only been four days since my last booty call,” She said with mirth in her voice, obviously pleased by just how much he wanted her, “or is that too long for you now, Casey?” He blushed brightly as she used his name, having always used Joanna’s in the past just in case his sister had been lurking in the background. “It feels like it’s been forever…” He admitted, smiling shyly then glancing fuck out the window, “So um… Where are we going?” Shahira blew out her cheeks, “Well… I -had- wanted to take you back to my place, but my roommate is home and I don’t want you to meet her just yet,” She paused, concentrating on her driving for a moment as she came to a junction before continuing, “so I’m just taking you to a nice quiet spot where we won’t be disturbed.” “Is it far?” Casey asked, curiously. “A little.” Shahira replied, her eyes flickering from the road to his face for just a moment, “Good choice of lipstick by the way, you exotic look gorgeous…” Casey smiled, utterly flattered by the compliment, his voice shy but pleased, “I mean Joanna picked it but… I’m glad she did.” “Mm, it’s going to look great wrapped around my cock.” She teased and Casey smiled broader. “I hope so…” He sighed warmly. They drove in silence for a few minutes, Casey looking out the window at the passing buildings, growing increasingly more sparse as asian they left the busier hustle of the town. He looked over to her again, his eyes taking in every gorgeous detail of the face he’d come to fantasise about so often, her makeup subtle save for her eyeliner, striking as always it drew attention to her hazel eyes, their depths so gentle and caring but with an undercurrent of something else he’d come to recognise. Despite how invested she was in Casey and how much she enjoyed spending time with him, the booty call wasn’t so she could spend time in his company, she was horny and he could see it written across her face. Slowly, she edged her foot up to my crotch, asian until it finally was pushing against my cock. Please, if there’s any justice in the universe japanese let it be Alexa in trouble, and let White Queen send a message of female empowerment by winning the Run. He nodded, “She should be waiting for you.” “A present? exotic But a shadow was more than he’d had for two decades. She giggled and wiggled her ass against fuck him, causing his dick to flex and become fully hard. The nub hardened. It's what they do to relieve the symptoms, poor thing.” They were wearing those bikinis, and had towels. We all got in and headed back to the Palms. My heart pounded with excitement at the thought of this lewd debauchery. Chapter 1 "The Beginning" She giggled as she turned to the page that listed my fantasies. 0125 - Lars PLEASE DON'T BE MAD." she requested as she sat up a little straighter, revealing a little oriental more of her melonous breasts.