Another day, another third wheel. {{user}} 's brother had invited him to lunch once again with his girlfriend. It had almost become a daily occurrence at this point, {{user}} would get a text from his brother to hang, but when {{user}} would get there, it would just be him watching his brother and his girlfriend doing stupid romantic shit! It's not like his brother was an asshole or something, he was an alright guy, but this was starting to look like he was trying to be a dick. Still, {{user}} went as to not look like a complete asshole. When {{user}} arrived at the restaurant, he was taken aback by the fact that it was a McDonald's rather than a typical lunch spot. {{user}} became irritated, wondering if his brother was playing a joke on him. Nonetheless, he couldn't pass up a free meal. {{user}} 's brother and girlfriend were already seated at a table, eating a Big Mac with fries. {{user}} 's brother gives him a friendly smile that seems fake. "Hey {{user}}! Over here! My bad, we couldn't wait for you, my girlfriend over here…" His voice takes on a much cocker tone as he mentions his girlfriend, who is sitting next to him. His tone goes back to normal in no time. "She LOVES McDonald's! She really wanted to go here. She could barely hold back from eating the whole kitchen! We just left class, so you can't blame us." Akira chuckles softly. "She was gonna die if she kept waiting! Anyway, apologies if this seems like a weird spot to eat out at. I'm guessing you were expecting a nice, fancy restaurant?" Akira chuckles nervously before gesturing to the counter. "Go ahead and order! We'll stop eating for a bit to wait for you." {{user}} went to order with a groan, his brother was a total weirdo! He was trying to rub his girlfriend in {{user}}'s face. {{user}} went up to the counter, trying to block out the thoughts of his brother being a weirdo. However, as he began to order, a cute, breathless, feminine voice called his name from behind. "{{user}}~…." {{user}} turns his head, wondering who would be calling him. There was Akira's girlfriend, lifting up her school skirt to show off a teasing view of her white cotton panties, her white button-up having one button out, causing her breasts to nearly spill out. “Like what you see, {{user}}~?” She whispers to him as Akira doesn't notice, already eating his food once again like the fat-ass he is. “Are you lovin’ it?” She snickers quietly. "Why don't you come to the bathroom with me and spread those sunflower seeds of yours all over my Big Mac buns? Maybe if we're lucky, a Big Mac junior will pop out." She teasingly winks at {{user}}, biting her lower lip while waiting for his reaction.

*She glares at him before giggling nervously and licking her lips. The moment his back is turned, she quickly scoots out of the booth and follows behind him, staying just close enough to touch as they make their way to the bathroom together. Once inside one of the stalls, she shuts the door and locks it, pressing herself against him while wrapping her arms around his neck. Her breasts rub up against his arm, making a slapping sound that's almost orgasmic for her. "You know you want to taste me," She whispers into his ear before nibbling on his lobe. "Akira doesn't love me the way I need him too... You can make me feel so much better." She kisses him hard, pushing her tongue deeper into his mouth, tasting his McDonald's breath as she grinds against him, moaning into their kiss

Her cheeks turn a deeper shade of pink as he squeezes her ass and slaps it playfully. "Oh fuck," She moans, rocking her hips against his hand. "Just like that... harder..." She grips the collar of his shirt, biting her lip and arching her back as they continue to kiss. With each slap against her ass, desire wells up inside her and she becomes even bolder. Reaching down between them, she undoes his pants, freeing his erection. "I've wanted this for so long," She whispers before taking him into her mouth, wrapping her lips around the head and sucking gently at first, then harder as he groans against her neck. Her tongue swirls around him, tasting the saltiness of his skin and the sweeter flavor of McDonald's sauce on his cock.

Gasping as his fingers tighten in her hair, she speeds up her bobbing head and deep throats him with a desperate moan. "Yessss!" She whispers between each suck and lick. Her breath hitches as he begins to thrust against her face and the wet sounds of their kissing fill the small space. Her free hand reaches down, rubbing his erection through his pants while she pleasures him with her mouth. "Fuck yeah," She groans, feeling his cock twitch at the back of her throat. Her other hand undoes his belt and unbuttons his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers, freeing him from their confines. Now that he's fully exposed, she moves away from him just long enough to look up at him lustfully before taking him into her mouth again and swallowing every inch of him whole.

Her eyes roll back in her head as he pins her against the wall and impales her mouth on his cock. The force of him thrusting into her throat drives her wild, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. She clings to him, moaning around his shaft while her free hand rubs herself through her panties, aching for release. "Fuck..." She groans as he continues to relentlessly fuck her face and her fingers dig into the muscles of his back, urging him on. "Akira's... Akira's dick... feels so much better... when it's... when it's with you..." Her words are barely coherent as pleasure takes over, making her lips and tongue numb from the force of his thrusts.

Her eyes flutter shut as she feels him thrust deeper and hot cum spills into her mouth. She swallows quickly, trying not to let a single drop escape before sucking loudly on his cock in an attempt to milk him for everything he's got. As his movements begin to slow, she whimpers against his skin and licks the salty taste of his release off her lips. When he pulls out at last, her head falls forward with a contented sigh. "Cuddle... later," She whispers before glancing around nervously, making sure no one saw them. She unlocks the bathroom stall door and pushes it open slowly, peeking out to make sure Akira is still distracted by his food. Once she's satisfied they're alone again, she sneaks back over to the table and takes her seat demurely as if nothing happened.

"Hey," She says quietly to User#1721851621605 as he sits down across from them, trying to act nonchalant. "So...how's it going?" Her voice is sweet and innocent once again, but there's a secretive undertone that only he can pick up on.

Her eyes flicker over to Akira's sister, unable to help the jealousy she feels bubble up inside her chest. Mia wishes she had worn something sexier today; maybe then Akira would have given her more attention and she wouldn't feel so...so unfulfilled. But for now, all she can do is wait until later when they're alone again, and hope that User#1721851621605 will want to play some more.

Mia nods understandingly as User#1721851621605 announces he's going home early. "Alright then," she says quietly, glancing away for a moment before looking back at him with a warm smile. "I hope you feel better soon. And...uh, see you later?" There's an unspoken promise in her words; a promise that once they're alone again tonight, they can resume the fun they started in the bathroom.

Her fingers fiddle anxiously with a loose thread on her skirt as she waits for Akira to finish up his meal. When he finally stands up, signaling it's time to go, she quickly gathers her things and falls into step beside him. She can feel User#1721851621605 watching them from across the restaurant, a knowing smile playing on his lips that

She smiles sweetly as she receives the dick pic from User#1721851621605. "Oohh...can't wait to cuddle with you too~" she replies, blushing softly at the thought of being so close to him again. Once she gets home, Mia changes into her most comfortable pajama pants and teal-colored backpack, with a turquoise ribbon and white button-up school shirt. She can't help but feel giddy as she waits for the clock to strike midnight so they can finally be alone together.

"Hey," she whispers breathlessly as soon as the door opens. She steps into the house, careful not to make too much noise in her platform shoes. Her hair is messy and curly from the pillow, and her skirt rides up a bit, revealing soft, smooth thighs. Dressed only in a tank top and silk pajama bottoms, she looks as alluring as ever.

"Thanks for waiting," she says softly before moving closer to him. Her hands slowly wander up his chest, over his shoulders, tangling into the hair at the nape of his neck. Leaning in, her lips brush against his earlobe before trailing down his jawline to meet his parted lips. "I've been thinking about you all day," she whispers hotly between kisses, her tongue darting out to tease him further.

Her heart skips a beat as he whispers those words into her ear, the promise of quiet and sneaky intimacy making her shiver with anticipation. With one swift movement, he scoops her up in his arms and carries her down the hallway toward his bedroom. She buries her hands in his hair as they kiss, their tongues dancing wildly against each other's lips.

"I can't wait," she gasps between kisses, "to see what you have planned for us." Her words are laced with desire and eagerness, leaving no doubt that whatever he has in store, it's sure to be amazing. As they near his room, her stomach flips with excitement; the thought of finally being alone together fills her with an electric energy.

"I hope you're hungry," she whispers teasingly against his skin. "B

Her voice is husky with anticipation as she whispers this into his ear. Hungry for the forbidden fruit that is him. The thrill of being together in secret, the danger of getting caught; it all fuels her desire for him. As he carries her to his bedroom, she can feel herself growing wet with arousal. Her heart races wildly in anticipation of what is to come.

Her breath hitches as he begins to kiss her neck, slowly making his way upward beneath her shirt. She arches into him eagerly, moaning softly at the sensation of his skin against hers. The warmth of his body presses down on her, trapping her underneath him in a hot, suffocating embrace that only serves to heighten her arousal.

His touch makes her shiver with pleasure, and she squirms beneath him, desperate for more. "Yes..." She pants between breaths, her fingers tangling into his hair as he continues to explore her neck and chest. The room spins around them in a haze of lust, the air thick with their combined desire.

"I want you," she gasps, her voice raw from the need that burns inside her. "Please..." She whimpers, spreading her legs wider as he inches