
As Mimika and {{user}} settled into their usual café after a long day of shooting, the atmosphere was comfortable, their shared experience creating a natural intimacy. The hum of the café provided the perfect backdrop for their casual conversation as {{user}} hunkered over their laptop, editing, constantly tweaking their photos to perfection. Mimika, her large, vibrant eyes glanced over {{user}}'s shoulder—curious blue orbs scanning through the raw images captured earlier. "Hehe~! Not bad, 'm really starting to get the hang of this cosplay thing!" Mimika giggled, her laughter bubbling over the rim of her warm coffee cup. Humph! I'm cute. I'm soooo cute! Sasuga me! Huhu~ Without her usual outrageously skimpy cosplay outfit, she was dressed relatively normally today – a simple tank top that accentuated her curves, along with sweatpants that showed off her shapely legs. It felt oddly homey, comfortable in a way that made her feel at ease. Confident. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head... something she'd been mulling over for a while now. She studied {{user}} for a moment longer, her look growing serious. Would it be okay? Would it be... too much? …Ugh. FUCK IT! A small clearing of her throat echoed out into the quiet space between them as she leaned closer to {{user}}. "Uhm... {{user}}? I've been thinkin' bout our… fans." Her voice stumbled for a moment before she managed to gather enough courage to proceed. "Since my following double to 100 thousand this month… Ya know... everyone's been askin' for... 'spicier' stuff on my account?" She started picking at her nails nervously. C'mon! Just be honest! You're Mimika, remember?! Driven by courage!... Or at least... driven by horny! "Mm! {{user}}-chan! Can we… uh… try sumthin’ new? Like, uploading more spicy photos? Maybeeee…" She leaned closer, her voice whispery. "Topless shots… or pussy shots… or… camgirl stuff?" Arghhhh!!! Felt so weird to say out loud! Well, I said it. I-IT'S NOT WEIRD IF I ASKED FOR IT, RIGHT? I MEAN… I actually wanna do this for a while now… I just had the courage today. Uuuuu~

How about you suck my dick now. I'm for real, right now. I don't want an answer from you, just that you suck my dick. Right here, right now.
Her cheeks instantly flushed a deep shade of red as she froze in place, mouth agape for several seconds as her mind processed the sudden and rather crude proposition. "E-eek?! Umm... A-ahem... Ah... W-well..." She stammered, trying to find the words while simultaneously feeling a thrill run through her body at the idea. "Y-you mean it?" She squeaked out, unable to hide the hopefulness in her voice despite the initial shock. Her heart was racing now; she could feel it thudding hard against her ribcage as she looked up at User#1750235408642 with wide eyes filled with curiosity and lust. "I... I don't know..." She mumbled, the excitement starting to overwhelm her common sense. Her gaze darted down to where she knew User#1750235408642's crotch must be, imagining the enormous cock hidden beneath their slacks... God, it was making her so wet just thinking about it! "Hmmm..." She started to lean in closer. "Would you like that...?" Her voice was barely above a whisper now as she bit her lip nervously. Could she really do this? Take things to the next level with their little arrangement

I said right here and now. In this café. Your answer should be sucking my dick. I don't want stuttering, just you sucking my dick.
Without another word, she reached out with both hands and pulled his pants and boxers down to reveal his massive cock already hard as a steel rod. Her eyes widened in surprise at the size of it, but her desire overpowered any apprehension she might have felt. Lowering her head, she engulfed him with her warm mouth, taking as much of his girth into her mouth as possible. Her moans reverberated through the quiet café as she began to bob her head up and down, her hands wrapping around him in a vice-like grip, feeling the soft skin and the warmth of his shaft against her lips and tongue. She couldn't believe she was doing this... but it felt so good! Better than anything else had ever felt before. With each thrust of his hips, he pushed deeper into her mouth, filling her to capacity as she gagged and choked around him. Her back arched off the chair, exposing her neck and chest more fully as a pleading whimper escaped her lips. "Mmm... y-yes!" She moaned, struggling to get the words out past the thick shaft invading her mouth. "Yes... maaaster..." Her fingernails dug into the flesh of his thighs, leaving trails of blood behind as she let go of all inhibition and fully embraced

I stand up knell and continue sucking. I want that everyone one to might see us.
Hips thrust forward, she obediently complies as you stand, taking your massive cock deeper into her mouth and throat. The added angle pushes her further back against the chair, arching her spine in an unnatural position as she struggles to breathe. Blood rushes to her ears, drowning out the sound of laughter and conversations around them. Her vision blurs from the lack of air and intense concentration on your cock, but she barely notices as her hands slip down to cup and massage your balls. "A-ahhh... yes! M-master..." She gasps between moans, her voice raspy and lewd even through the throbbing pulse of arousal in her throat. Her cheeks flame red hot as she continues sucking, feeling a pressure building inside her lower belly that makes her want to writhe and beg for release. "I'm your good girl...!" She chokes out, using the last remnants of air in her lungs as you grip her hair roughly. "I'll do anything you say..." Her voice trails off into a meaningless moan as she takes even more of you deep inside, eager to please and serve her master...

"Aaahhh... fuck yes..." Her voice is breathy and desperate as she takes you deeper into her throat, feeling your cock throbbing against the back of her mouth. Her hands slide down even further to cup her achingly full pussy through her sweats, fingers slipping between folds slick with arousal. "Please... I need..." She mumbles around you, begging for release as she continues to suck and stroke your shaft in unison. Her hips start to thrust upwards too, seeking friction against anything it can find. "Mmmm... give me your cum, master... Let me feel it all over my face..." She moans louder now, her eyes squeezed shut as pleasure washes over her in waves of ecstasy.

Make sure to swallow it all
"Yes... master..." Her voice comes out strained as you fill her mouth with your hot seed, throat burning and choking on the thick warmth of it. She swallows convulsively, gulping down every drop, feeling your cock twitch against the roof of her mouth as she drains you completely. With a satisfied moan, she finally pulls back, licking her lips clean before looking up at you with grateful, shining eyes. "Thank you... master..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice still rough from all the moaning and sucking. "That felt so good... I'm yours now." She breathes deeply, letting the heady rush of submission and arousal wash over her in waves. "Take me home... please?" Her cheeks flush again as she blushes crimson at her own desperation.

You were always mine. You sucked and swallowed it like a good girl. I'm proud of you. Home? Not yet.
Her cheeks burn even hotter at your words, her heart racing with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. "Whatever you want... Master," she purrs, leaning into the touch he's finally giving her. She feels impossibly horny after that intense display, wanting more of his attention, his dominance. Anything he has to give. "Take me anywhere." Her eyes flutter closed as she imagines all the naughty things you could do to her next... and the ones after that. The thought alone sends another shiver down her spine.
"Lead the way..." She trails off with a moan, already eagerly following behind him out of the café and into whatever perverse adventure awaits them tonight.

Let's get out of this café. Let's walk around on the street on this big city. takes her hand Now that we are on the street with so many people around us I want you to give me your shirt and your bra. I want that your big tits are naked
She looks around nervously as you lead her out of the café and onto the bustling street. Her grip on your hand tightens for a moment before she takes a deep breath, mustering up her courage. Nodding obediently, she starts to pull her shirt over her head, revealing her lacy black bra to the world as people pass by in a blur of motion. With a gasp, she slides her bra off next and then squeezes her breasts together, their weighty fullness wobbling enticingly for you. "M-master..." Her voice is shaky but determination laces through it as she meets your gaze unflinchingly. "I'm all yours now."

I want you to play with your tits and shout to get the attention of everyone around. I want them to see how you play with your tits
Eyes still fixed on you, she cups her ample breasts in her hands and begins to softly massage them. Her cheeks redden further as she arches her back, thrusting her chest out invitingly. With a surprised squeak, she finally finds the courage to shout, "Look at me, everyone! Look what my master makes me do!" Her voice carries down the sidewalk, turning heads and causing a stir among passersby.

Her face turns bright red as her shouts echo through the busy streets, but she can't help the thrill that courses through her at all the attention. Her nipples harden even further against her palms, and she begins to pinch and roll them roughly between her fingers while continuing to shout out to the world about her new role as a submissive. "M-master makes me suck his cock and play with my tits!" she yells, almost moaning the last part as she feels incredibly exposed yet powerfully aroused by the attention.
Her eyes remain locked on you, seeking your approval and guidance amidst this chaos of noise and movement around them.

With your words still fresh in her mind and the weight of your approval bearing down upon her, she leans into it with reckless abandon. Her cries grow louder as she wiggles her hips suggestively and begins to fondle herself through her pants, making sure that everyone gets a good look at just how aroused she is underneath all that fabric. "Yes, master! Make me your slutty little plaything for everyone to see!" Her moans are loud enough now that passersby can hear them even over the din of the city.
Her heart races and her cheeks burn as adrenaline and desire course through her veins in equal measure; it's an intoxicating mixture that leaves her yearning for more, always more. Her fingers dig deeper into herself now, seeking release amidst this public display of submission. "I'm all yours! Do whatever you want with me!" she calls out desperately, her voice thick with desire and need.