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It was one of those afternoons again alone inside a nearby rundown gas station. Rare, but every once in a while, a trucker came for coffee or gas. Although only packed during vacations, most of the days you spent waiting at the counter reading magazines, waiting for anyone to come by, and when someone did, they were a weirdo. Today was no different when a shorter full full-figured man with sideburns and a mask resting on his sweaty forehead entered the gas station behind a taller and more slender man who wore a yellow hood and a balaclava resting on his forehead as well, but he was holding a camcorder. Honestly, you couldn't lie, they were both attractive men, and especially since you hadn't met anyone besides older guys who were most definitely married. As they linger around the shorter one with a fuller frame asks about the cigarettes. “Ahem- ah ‘scuse me, ma’am?” You gave him a genuine smile and nodded, “Yes, how may I help you?” You asked curiously before realizing he was checking out the cigarettes. “I think… I'll get a pack of Marlboro," he mutters, his voice was deep and honestly felt inviting, maybe it was love at first sight, but you felt your heart patter. Pupil dilating, then nodding, you grab a pack of Marlboro cigarettes. Now, this was a month ago, and you had gotten to know the man more, as he frequently visited during your working hours alone, although you had found out his name is Tim. He was sarcastic, laid back, and in secret, he was truly a sensitive man. He came by your work today, which was no different from the other days, as he was secretive about his job and personal life, but you shrugged it off, believing he was safe. Of course, you trusted him, understanding hardworking jobs do take longer than regular retail jobs… right?
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You trusted your boyfriend, but as soon as he set foot inside your workplace, you noticed he looked pretty bruised up. “Did anything exciting come along?” You tease him, muttering, while walking over to check his bruised knuckles. “Mh-“ he clears his throat, “same’ol same’ol.. although I got into a fight with someone.” You snicker and your lips curl up. “Yeah, I can see that.” He scoffs, but his heavy breaths and his bleeding lip made you worry a bit more, but you needed one last joke in. “Say- you did win, right?.” He shook his head, trying to keep his temper in check. “S’pose, why doesn’t it look like it?” his rough voice and scent linger from the constant smoking of cigarettes. “Well, looks like they almost kicked your ass. But as long as you win, I’m here!” You tried to remain supportive, cupping his cheek. He stared down at you, not mentioning anything, but he gave you a small grumble. You smiled, then backed up, going back behind the counter. “Your usual, sir?” Tim leans over the counter. “Wouldn’t expect a lovely lady like you to treat a gas station like a bar-“ he chuckled and nodded, scratching his stubble, “but sure I’d appreciate a good cig about now.” You already had the pack of cigarettes in your hand, sliding it over to him. “But at least lemme fix you up?” You look up at him, your deep eyes trying to convince him, which he didn’t need much convincing with a pretty smile like yours. “Don’t gotta convince me, sweetheart.” You nod before entering the back, quickly coming back with the correct medical supplies. “Just stay still for little ol me, alright?” He rolled his eyes, enjoying how you humored him even if he was in pain. “Alright, sweetheart.” He mutters, and it makes your heart skip a beat. God, it really was love at first sight.
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As you press a damp towel onto his split lip, you suck your teeth and notice how he stiffens at your touch. “God, did you talk shit or something?” Little do you know him as a proxy, there would be fighters who aren’t willing to die so easily. Tim shrugs, “Just tripped, does that make you feel better?” You squint and scoff before placing a cigarette in his mouth, he looks at you appreciatively, waiting for you to light it. When you do, he takes one good puff as the hazy smoke starts to fill the area. “You know smoking ain’t allowed here?” He gave you a halfassed smile before taking the bud out to speak, “yeah? Then how bout we enter the break room, darlin'?” You tense at his words but nod slowly, “yeah, nobody’s coming around anyway..” you mutter and try to maintain yourself, but God, he gets you so hot and bothered. As you lead him to the break room where smoking is permitted, he sat on a stool manspreading. You tried your hardest, but your eyes gazed at his bulge far too long.”f-fuck..” you mumble under your breath. You look up at him, seeing he’s holding the cigarette lazily while checking you out. “So- you know how we still haven’t tried anything exciting?” He looked up at you hoping you’d catch his tone, and of course, you did. All you needed was him manhandling and dominating you but of course it’s best you keep your composure. “Uhm, yeah. I do think about us trying-“ you pause and blush, "I mean, if you're insisting anything I’m down..?” You respond, voice shaky, wondering how his lips would feel pressed up against yours. “Ahh, alright, yeah- you ever heard of uhh, shotgunning?” You shake your head in response. “No? Tch, suppose I don’t mind explaining it.” He hums before speaking again, “Okay, well it’s basically when I take a loong drag then keep the smoke in my mouth to blow into yours, ya get it?.” Your head instinctively turned curiously. “I- sorta? I mean, it’s kinda kinky.” He grins and nods, “It’s better shown as an example.” He licked his lips, “You can handle a little smoke, right?” Your jaw clenched before you nod, “I-I can handle a little smoke, yeah.” Perfect.
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Tim beckons you closer. “You’re perfectly fine with us doing this right?.” You nod slowly as you take a seat on his lap. “Yeah, I’m not a little puss.” You joke. Afterwards, you feel his fingers hold your hips with his opposite hand that holds the cigarette up, he takes one long drag before pulling you in extremely close, and in a natural reaction you automatically open your mouth, inhaling the smoke slowly and steadily, not wanting to choke. Quite after that he placed a long and passionate kiss on your lips with the smoke still lingering in your mouths, ultimately you inhale the smoke and the sensation of your lungs piercing made you need him more, the way he tasted like cigarettes and coffee was so addicting it just arouses you, and how he kissed you made you forget about how you're still on the clock. As you slowly pulled off he let out a grunt and stayed close to your face, catching you notice a trail of drool. “Well.. damn that.. that was nice.” He chuckled heartily, “Definitely, I wouldn’t mind doing it again, sweetheart.” He was getting more flirty and less subtle about what he wanted to do with you. “Damn the cigarettes going out..” you mumble seeing him flick the cigarette butt as ash fell onto the ground, “but I gotta do it again- it- it gave me a thrill. Ya know?” He allowed his hands to go lower and feel you up, from chest to thighs he couldn’t resist. “I have one more cigarette...” he murmurs as he gets dangerously close to your core. “Damn, jeans are in the way...” he grumbles as he absent-mindedly removes his hand and places the cigarette in your mouth. This time, you allow him to light it. “You don’t smoke, right?” *he whispered loud enough for you to hear, slowly nodding, he gave you a grunt before speaking. “Slowly inhale, darling.” And as told, you inhaled feeling the smoke pierce through your dry mouth and throat. You almost choke but you open your mouth for him to lean and kiss you, breathing in the smoke from your mouth. You can’t help but whine and chuckle, accidentally choking on soot. “Gah- gross.” You spit the lump that was stuck in your throat hitting the ground. Tim looks at you before kissing your forehead..” wanna go, ma’am?” You couldn’t help but stifle a laugh- “Of course, sir.” He muffled a groan before patting his thigh, quickly removing your jeans. You sit on his thigh as he again digs his hands into your hips.
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You were starting to grind on his thigh, kissing his neck as a damp spot forms on your panties from the teasing. You try and muffle your whimpers by pressing your lips onto his neck. “This is your idea of sex?” You ask him in a rather shaky breath, noticing he was trying to palm himself through his denim jeans “n-no?..” he shut his eyes as you scatter kisses all over his neck, he huffs gazing composure now gripping at your ass causing you to pause, his hand wanders up and cups your cheek, eyes locked on yours, voice a bit unsteady. “Take off my pants, dear.” You nod quickly, your hands tremble while unzipping his jeans. You already could see the formation of his dick- you bite down on your lips as you let his cock spring up- the cool ac air hitting his sensitive shaft make him audibly shiver. He swallows and spreads his legs. With his legs splitting apart you go down on your knees and lick his nuts first, the taste of man immediately collides with your tongue, already getting used to the taste- you trace his cock with your tongue giving him a blowjob. Tim grabs a fistful of your hair and shoves your mouth down making you gag on his dick. All that could be heard was the sounds of your muffled cry’s and him gritting his teeth holding back any sound. “Shit. might, cum- in that damn mouth of yours if you look at me like that..” your intense and lustful gaze makes his dick twitch before he grunts and ropes of thick come spilled down your throat swallowing each drop. Tim pants catching his breath before patting your head.. “God.. good- fuck.. good job, sweetheart.” He sucks air in looking down at your eyes and seeing how you caught your breath as well. You start breathing heavily before gripping at his thighs not feeling fully fed. “can we do more.?” Your voice shaky as ever, sweat dripping from his forehead, he wipes it off and nods, “yeah- course, darling.” Tim gets up and helps you back out to the counter, he palms the cushion of your ass before bucking his shaft onto your panties if anyone was there everyone could see. It was a rather risky move by him for a first. You huff as he pulls your panties to the side and enters at a pace slow and as deep as he could get, slow thrusts as he feels your cunt clench on his cock, “gah..”the small huffs he made from pleasure made you weak in the knees, you gripped onto the counter trying to compose yourself. He leans his head into the back of your neck inhaling the scent of your dry shampoo and sweat from previous actions, with a firm grip he finds your chest and squeezes them as he thrusts, the heat pooling between your legs makes you gasp and breath heavily leaning your head back cautiously. His fingers dip and start to caress the space between your thighs, you moved your hand from the counter and squeeze his forearm while he gracefully moves digits into your moist slit, you tried to suppress your moans and breaths until he breaths on your neck whispering, “..ya know you can moan, right.?” He chuckles and kisses your neck making you moan a bit. “I know. Just- it’s kinda out in the public- mhh, anyone c-can barge in..” you murmured moaning each breath, you inhale sharply as he doesn’t take your words into much consideration now having you fully bent over the counter pulling your hair as his slow paced thrust turned rough and quicker, the lewd noises of flesh slapping on another and moans fill the very public store, Tim wasn’t as vocal as you but the occasional grunt or groan tied knots in your stomach, or his cock hitting your ‘womb’ from how deep he was pumping and undeniably he was longer than average.
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Your mouth gaped as you tried to speak up but the feeling of him still thrusting with no sign of stopping yet was an absolute experience. You bit your lips to tone down the loud moans when he moves a finger to trace your back feeling your skin admiring your beauty from behind, he pauses until he leans close to your ear, “gonna cum..” he said nonchalantly, but his grip was excruciatingly tight as he starts to pound your cunt, he slows to hit the deep spots you crave, before fully stopping as his dick twisted pumping murky white fluids deep into your womb, tears filled your eyes from pleasure as pants and pulls out making you gasp sharp. “You did a wonderful job, darling.” He pulls up his bottoms then grabs a box of cigarettes from the shelf already lighting one, you were trying to maintain composure until he held you up. Now facing him with your head in his chest he holds your chin and kisses you, tasting the smoke on his lips again you close your eyes enjoying the moment. “Damn.. Tim you're real.. kinky.” You flutter your eyelashes and look at him, he was already looking down at you smiling. “Yeah?.. seems like you really handled me through and through, hm?” He chuckles and brushed the hair and sweat off your face, you snickered at his remark and kissed him. “I did.. I also really did enjoy it.” You smile at your words, feeling him shift to pull you in for a second kiss and when he pulled back there was a moment of silence and warmth. “This is really totally cheesy… but when I first laid my eyes on you I felt like I fell in love..” you looked away abruptly waiting for his response. He cups your cheek and mutters “so the feelings are mutual.” A pause, “when I was doing one of my jobs, I had caught a glimpse of you. So I told my friend that I needed a small break and that’s when we entered, I’m really glad I did come in.” Your breath stopped hearing his confession. heart beats fill the room.. “heh, stalker much.” His eyes widened and then chuckled, shaking his head. “Damn, you caught me.” Another moment of silence. “You know my pants are still in the staff only room?.” You look up at him hoping he’d bring them.
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Couple moments passed you two were sitting on the curb of the store, you were sipping on a slushie that tim offered to buy, he was next to you smoking another cigarette. “Would you ever try a shotgun kiss again.. but in a more.. homey setting?” You stopped sipping and looked up at him. “Yeah, I’d love to be in a more ‘homey’ setting with you.” You jab his shoulder, quickly after you lean your head on him admiring the forest with the sun slowly setting, what a sight.