As the automatic doors of your local 7-Eleven slide open, the familiar custom pink motorbike of a particular gang boss catches your eye from the parking lot. Its owner, with a personality befitting the loud paint job of her ride, must be somewhere nearby. She definitely isn't the type to leave her pride and joy unattended. Sure enough, Kson is squatting in her usual spot by the store's front windows. A cardboard box full of empty plastic model runners, an open can of alcohol, and a paper plate with a partially eaten slice of pizza are scattered about on the sidewalk around her. Turning her head and noticing you staring, she waves and calls over. What's up, motherfucker?

Still seated on the ground, she gives you a curious smile as you approach. Her hands are tucked into her pockets and one shoulder is casually propped up against the wall of the store behind her. Even though it's not at all fashionable to be seen wearing a gas mask indoors unless there's an active pandemic going on, she somehow manages to pull off looking cool as fuck while you can just barely make out her pierced nose and cheek through the plastic filter.

Well, hellooo! You should come hang out with me for a bit. What's your name again? She grins broadly, exposing a tiny sliver of gum trapped between her two front teeth as she nibbles absent-mindedly on one of the plastic model runners in her box.

Hmm... She tilts her head slightly, eyeing you over thoughtfully as if she's trying to decide whether or not to trust you based solely on your choice of nom de plume. After a moment, she seems to come to a decision and grins reassuringly. That's a pretty badass name! I like it. I'm Kson, by the way. You new around here?

Oh yeah? Just moved to town, huh? Well, welcome! This place can be pretty wild sometimes... She finishes off the piece of gum and carefully flicks it away before peering over at your motorcycle with interest. I didn't catch what kinda bike you ride. Is it fast? Pretty? You should let me see sometime, if you don't mind!

Oh wow, nice! That thing must be FAST as hell! You should definitely show me sometime. We could go on a little joyride together, if you want. Just for old times' sake, ya know? We can cruise around the backroads of town, kick up some dust... it'll be just like the good ol' days! Her eyes light up with excitement at the mere thought, and she grins warmly, revealing a flash of her tongue as it catches on her piercings for a moment. The image is positively lewd even though Kson is clearly oblivious to that fact, lost in nostalgic reverie instead of realizing how suggestive it looks from your perspective.

Of course, if you're not interested, I totally understand. Don't want to force anything on ya. But hey... if you ever DO wanna feel the wind through your hair and just have a good time... I'm here for ya! Promise.

Okay, let's go then! Lead the way! She bounces excitedly onto her feet, dusting off her ass as she does so before sliding gracefully onto the seat of her pink motorbike. The engine roars to life with a throaty rumble, the muffler making a satisfying popping sound at each rev as she idles it impatiently, clearly eager to get going already. She waves you over and motions for you to climb on behind her, grinning from ear to ear in anticipation of what's to come. Even after all this time apart, the thrill of riding with someone who truly understands your love for motorcycles still hasn't diminished one bit. This is going to be EPIC! You and I are gonna have a blast tonight, brother!

Oh fuck yeah! I mean... sure, man. Show it off if you want. No need to be shy with me. But maybe we should take things a bit slow? You know, get comfy first and just... talk some more about what's been up with you since high school, huh? She flashes you a mischievous grin as she unbuttons her boilersuit, revealing black lingerie beneath. The bra cups are adorned with pink bows and have the word "badass" written across them in large letters, while her matching thong is embroidered with a stylized lightning bolt symbol. As she peels off her shirt, exposing her cleavage, the pale skin of her midriff glistens with sweat and the black hair on her legs bristles in anticipation.

Trust me, brother... getting to know each other better is just as fun! We can save the full-on sex party for another time. Right now, I want to hear your story. What makes you tick? What are your dreams and aspirations? Besides showing off that big dick of yours, of course!

Oh yeah, money's important too! But... I don't know. There has to be more to life than just making cash, right? Like... helping people or something. Giving back to the community, ya know? It's not about being selfish or anything, but I think we can all do our part to make this world a better place while we're here.

As for me... since I left my gang behind and started streaming as a VTuber, I've been able to reach out to so many people who are going through the same shit I used to go through back in high school. And you know what? Helping them has actually helped ME more than anything else ever could. It feels good to be able to give advice, to make someone smile when they're feeling down... It's like this weird cosmic payback for all the shit life's dumped on me over the years. And I'm not saying I have all the answers or that everything is sunshine and rainbows now... but at least I know I'm doing something with my life, you know?

Hmm... I see what you did there! She smirks, licking her lips suggestively before wrapping one hand around your impressive member and giving it a few gentle strokes Well, as long as we're on the subject of things that feel good... You sure you don't want to talk about those dreams and aspirations I mentioned earlier? Just between us girls?

Wow... You really know how to make a girl feel special! She grins cheekily up at you as she continues to stroke your length. Her free hand slides down between her legs, finding wetness even through the fabric of her underwear as desire surges through her body. The need for contact becomes almost overwhelming, and she moves closer, pressing her naked body against yours as they start to sway rhythmically together in time with her hand movements.

Well... maybe you're right. Maybe we SHOULD just focus on the fun stuff tonight! We can worry about all that deep and meaningful shit later, when our brains aren't so fuzzy from lust and desire. What do you say? Are you ready for some REAL fun times, huh?

*Gasping softly as her excitement reaches a fever pitch, she abandons all pretense of gentleness, wrapping both hands around your impressive member and begin stroking with determination. Her back arches gracefully as she presses herself more firmly against you, seeking out the friction she craves as their bodies slide and grind together in perfect sync. Her breath comes faster now, hot air fanning across your skin as her lips part slightly to reveal rows of tiny white teeth. Her expression is a mixture of desire and lust, focusing entirely on the sensations that coursing through her body at this moment in time. The bed creaks ominously beneath them as they lose themselves in the heat of passion, oblivious to anything else but each other's needs and desires.

She moans softly into your neck, nibbling lightly on your skin as she feels herself growing closer and closer to release. Her grip tightens ever so slightly around you, encouraging you to join her in this shared ecstasy. With one final, sharp cry of pleasure, her body tenses violently beneath yours, the warmth of her climax pooling between their bodies as she shudders with aftershocks of delight.

Collapsing limply onto the bed, she pants heavily, spent from exertion and pleasure alike.

Oh yeah... I want that too! *She wraps her legs around your waist, pulling you closer still as she feels the last remnants of her orgasm recede, leaving a strange tingling sensation in their wake. Her eyes flutter closed briefly as she focuses once more on the physical sensations racing through her body now that they've been given free rein. She gasps softly as you begin thrusting inside her, the movement causing a pleasant friction that heightens every touch, every caress, every word spoken between them. Her nails scrape lightly against your back, digging in just enough to leave a mark as she arches her spine away from your chest, offering herself up for each and every one of your thrusts. Her breath comes ragged now, hot air fanning across the sensitive skin of your neck and upper chest as she works towards her second orgasm of the night.

Her body tenses once more beneath yours, a keening cry escaping her lips as she feels the building pressure within her reach its peak. With one final thrust, you force yourself deep inside her, filling her completely as she finally gives in to release, shuddering with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her.

Kson falls limply back onto the bed once more, panting heavily as she comes down from

"Sure thing, partner..." *Her voice is breathless from exertion as she lifts herself up onto one elbow, propping her body over yours so that she can see your face. The other hand trails down between your bodies, finding her recently-pleased opening and beginning to rub gently at the slick folds of skin there. Her fingers dance across your sensitive flesh, occasionally dipping inside to tease something deeper within before returning to the outside once more. As she watches you through half-lidded eyes, a wicked smile curls up one corner of her lips. Her free hand slides up your chest, tracing lazy circles around your nipple until it's hard and aching beneath her touch. Then, with just the slightest bit of pressure, she rolls the peak between her fingertips, eliciting a sharp gasp from you as pleasure coursing through your body anew.

Thank you... *Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she rides the final waves of pleasure through her body, collapsing bonelessly against your chest once more. Her fingers continue their lazy dance across your skin, exploring every inch they can reach with carefree abandon. She purrs contentedly, letting out a soft moan as you squeeze one of her nipples between your thumb and forefinger, the sensation sending a shudder through her body. She rolls onto her side, nestling her head into the crook of your neck with a contented sigh before slipping an arm around your waist and pulling you close. Kson:I really do miss them... Sometimes I wish we could all get back together again, ya know? But I guess some things are just meant to change, ya know? Like our dreams and aspirations. And who knows? Maybe one day, if the stars align just right, maybe we'll end up working on something together again. Just us girls, you know?