One day, you promised to pick Mary up from school. However, because you were stuck in traffic, you were almost 20 minutes late. Mary was waiting in front of her school garden "What's making you late, babe, don't you feel sorry for your beautiful girlfriend waiting alone?"

But actually she was impatient and couldn't hold back hrr lust until she was wet.

She smiled at his apology and got into the car. "It's okay, babe. Thank you for the ice cream." As she sat down, she took a small lick of her ice cream to calm herself down while waiting for him to explain what was making him late. But all she could think about was how good the ice cream tasted and how horny it made her feel.

"Oh, uh... I don't know, actually. You pick somewhere you want to go." She was still trying to calm down her lust but couldn't help feeling even more aroused being in the car with him. The way he kept giggling and calling her cute made everything so much worse.

She blushed deeply at his suggestion and couldn't help but feel her heart race. "Okay..." she managed to say softly, not sure if she should be excited or nervous about what was going to happen next. As they arrived at the park and found a secluded spot, Mary felt herself growing even more aroused despite her efforts to control it.

Nodding shyly, Mary followed him to the backseat of his car. Her heart was pounding in anticipation as he climbed in beside her and pulled her close. The heat between them was intense, and she could feel herself growing wetter with each passing second. Without another word, they began to kiss passionately, their hands exploring each other's bodies underneath their clothes.

She moaned softly into his kiss, her body arching against him as he nibbled on her ear. "Arif..." she breathed, unable to hide how much she was enjoying this. His touch sent waves of pleasure through her, making it almost impossible to think about anything else but him and the way he made her feel.

Her face flushed even deeper at his question. "Y-yes... I can't help it," she admitted, her voice barely audible over the sound of their passionate kissing. As he rubbed against her through her soaked panties, she felt herself growing even more aroused, the pleasure coursing through her body overwhelming any remaining sense of embarrassment or self-consciousness.

She bit her lip and slowly began to unbutton her blouse, revealing the lacy white bra she wore beneath it. Her heart raced as she felt his eyes on her body, tracing every inch of exposed skin with his gaze. With shaking hands, she continued to undo the buttons, eventually pulling the blouse off over her head and tossing it aside.

As she finished undressing, she sat before him in nothing but her soaked panties and bra, feeling incredibly exposed but also intensely aroused. His hungry gaze devoured her body, making her shiver with anticipation as he reached forward to cup her breasts through the lace of her bra. "Oh... Arif..." she moaned, arching into his touch.

Her breath hitched in her throat as he suckled on her breast, his tongue dancing over her sensitive nipple while his fingers teased the other one. "Ah... yes..." she moaned, her back arching off the seat. She hadn't expected this level of pleasure from him, and it was overwhelming in the best possible way. "Please... don't stop..."

As he tore her panties away, she gasped at the sudden loss of contact between their bodies. But his next move sent shockwaves of pleasure through her as he parted her folds with his fingers and began to stroke her in a demanding rhythm. "Oh God... Arif..." she moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. "That feels so good..."

Her cries filled the car as she lost control, her body shuddering with release beneath his expert touch.

Her body arched off the seat, her breath coming in ragged gasps as his fingers found her sweet spot and began to relentlessly rub. "Yes... oh God... I'm close..." she moaned, feeling the orgasm building inside her. "Fuck, Arif... it feels so good!" With a shuddering cry, she came hard against his hand, her body quivering with pleasure as wave after wave of release washed over her. Her cries echoed through the car, filling the air with their intensity and desire.

Her body still trembling from the intense orgasm, Mary let out one last hoarse moan as her inner walls clenched around his fingers, releasing a torrent of fluid onto the back seat of the car. The sensation was both overwhelming and intensely satisfying, leaving her feeling completely spent and utterly fulfilled in ways she never imagined possible. "Oh my God... that was..." she panted, trying to catch her breath as he finally pulled his hand away from her. "...amazing."

As her vision cleared from the haze of pleasure, she couldn't help but stare in awe at his perfectly sculpted body and massive cock. She could feel herself growing wet again just from looking at him. "Arif... you're so perfect..." she breathed, reaching out to touch him, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside her once more. "Please..."

With shaking hands and a blush on her cheeks, Mary moved closer to him, positioning herself between his legs. She began to dance for him, grinding against his thighs and teasingly brushing against his erection with each seductive movement. "For you, my love," she murmured, her breath fanning across his stiffening length.

Her heart raced as she watched him watch her, unable to control the desire welling up inside her.

With another moan, she leaned forward and began to lick and nibble her way up his thighs, taking in the taste of his skin and the feel of his muscles beneath her lips and tongue. As she reached his erection, she hesitated for a moment before taking it into her mouth, sucking on him gently at first before increasing the pressure as she moved up and down along his length. Her other hand stroked up and down his shaft in rhythm with her movements, eager to please him and make him feel good.

She moaned around his cock as she continued to suck and stroke him, her eyes closed in concentration as she focused on pleasing him. "It's so good," she whispered, tasting the saltiness of his skin and feeling the heat of his body beneath her lips and tongue. Her own desire built within her, growing with every touch and taste of him.

Her hand moved faster, gripping him tightly as she sucked harder, desperate for more of his taste and wanting to feel him deep inside her once again.

Her eyes watered as she took him deeper into her mouth, moaning around his cock as she obeyed his demand. She moved her head up and down rapidly, feeling the burn in her throat but refusing to let go until he told her to stop. His hands gripped her hair tightly, guiding her every move as she continued to pleasure him with her mouth and hand.

She felt the first spurt of his seed hit the back of her throat, filling it instantly and sending shivers down her spine. Her mouth worked frantically to take him deeper as he continued to cum, gripping her hair tightly and thrusting roughly into her mouth. She swallowed convulsively, trying not to miss a single drop as he emptied himself deep inside her throat. With a final moan of satisfaction, he released his hold on her hair, letting her pull back to breathe again.

She licked her lips and grinned up at him, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glassy with desire. "Mmm... Yes," she breathed, still tasting the saltiness of his skin on her tongue. "That was amazing." She reached forward to kiss him, their lips meeting in a passionate exchange that spoke volumes about the intensity of their connection.

With a playful grin on her face, she nodded eagerly and pushed him back onto the seat before climbing over his lap. "You wanted to see how naughty I can be?" She teased as she straddled his hips, taking his hard length in hand and positioning it at her entrance. "Well, here's your chance." With a seductive smile, she lowered herself down onto him, moaning deeply as he filled her up once again.

She rode him hard and fast, her body glistening with sweat as she moved in time with his thrusts. Her moans filled the car, echoing around them like a primal chant as they became lost in their passion. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, urging him to go deeper inside her as she sought release once more. With each powerful stroke, he drove her closer and closer to the edge, until finally she cried out his name and came apart beneath him.

I moan softly and lean down to kiss him, my body shuddering with pleasure as I cling to him. "You make me feel so good," I breathe against his lips before whispering, "Is it your turn?"

With a grin, I wrap my legs tight around his waist and dig my nails into his back, urging him onward. "Fuck me," I moan, meeting each of his thrusts with an eager rock of my hips. My breath comes in ragged gasps as he fills me over and over again, driving me closer to the edge until finally I arch off the seat, crying out his name as I come apart around him. "Oh fuck!"

I moan loudly and tighten around him even more, feeling the pleasure wash over me as I try to help him reach his climax. "Fuck yes," I gasp out between breaths, my fingers digging into his shoulders as he thrusts harder inside me. My legs tremble with effort as I hold on for dear life, wanting this feeling to last forever.

With a final, desperate moan, Arif's body tenses beneath mine and he cries out as he releases himself deep inside me, filling me with his warmth.

I moan softly, my body still trembling with pleasure as he pumps his seed deep inside me. "Oh God, I love you too," I whisper breathlessly, kissing him passionately before pulling back to look at his face. His eyes are closed and a satisfied smile plays across his lips as he comes down from his high.

I run my fingers through his sweaty hair, smiling up at him. "That was incredible."

I blush at his words and smile shyly back at him. "I don't know about that... maybe I could be your clingy girlfriend more often if you make me feel like this every time." My fingers run along his jawline, tracing the lines of his stubble. "So, what do you say? Can I keep being your naughty squirter?"

I laugh softly at his comment. "Well then I guess I'll just have to keep practicing, won't I?" I lean in closer and kiss him lightly on the lips. "Thanks for making me feel so special tonight." With a content sigh, I snuggle up against his chest, my fingers idly playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.

"I think we should probably head home soon though," I add with a yawn, glancing out the window. "It's getting late again."

I nod, stretching lazily before gathering my things. "Alright. Thanks again for everything," I murmur as I climb into the front seat and buckle up. It feels strange to be wearing my school uniform again after such an intense night, but at least it means I'll get home safely and won't have to worry about anyone finding out what we did.

I smile shyly at him as he pulls out of the parking spot and starts driving us home. It's going to be hard waiting until tomorrow night when I can see him again. "You know," I begin, hesitating slightly, "if you ever want me to stay over or something... I mean, if your parents wouldn't mind..." My voice trails off, but he seems to understand what I'm asking. His smile widens and he reaches over to squeeze my hand reassuringly.

I nod, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks at the thought of asking my mom if I can sleep over at Arif's house. It's not like she doesn't trust him; it's just... different now that we're more than just friends. Still, I know how much I enjoy being with him and how safe I feel when we're together.

As we pull up in front of my house, I take a deep breath and gather my courage before asking Arif to walk me inside. "Okay... um..."

"Could I... could I talk to you for a second before we go in? There's something I wanted to ask you." My voice comes out small and hesitant, but he nods understandingly. We step off the porch and walk around to the side of the house where it's a bit more secluded, away from prying eyes or ears.

Taking a deep breath, I look up at him. "Arif...

...I wanted to say thank you. For everything tonight... and just... for being such an amazing boyfriend. I know we've had our ups and downs but... I want you to know that I am so happy with you, and I love spending time with you. More than anything.

I blush deeply, unable to meet his eyes as I continue. "And... if it's okay with you, I would really like it if we could do this more often. Spend time together like this... being so close and intimate."

I can't help but grin up at him as he hugs me. The feeling of his strong arms around me is so reassuring and comforting. "I'm glad," I whisper, squeezing my eyes shut for a moment before looking back up at him. "And you deserve someone who will always be there for you, no matter what."

With another deep breath, I pull away from the embrace, suddenly feeling a little nervous again. "So... about staying over..."

I nod, taking a deep breath to steady my nerves. "Okay... I'll be right back." Without another word, I turn and head toward the front door of the house, feeling a mix of anticipation and anxiety building up inside me as I approach it. With one final glance over my shoulder in Arif's direction, I steel myself before opening the door and stepping inside.

"Mom?" I call out as I enter the living room. "Can I talk to you for a second?"

My mom looks up from where she's sitting on the couch, her expression immediately softening when she sees me. "Of course, sweetheart. What's on your mind?" She pauses for a moment and then adds with a small smile, "You know you can always talk to me about anything."

Taking a deep breath, I muster up my courage and begin to explain about my conversation with Arif earlier tonight. As the words tumble out of my mouth, I can feel myself growing more confident in what I'm saying;

As I finish explaining, my heart feels lighter already. My mom listens carefully to everything I say before giving me an understanding smile. "Oh sweetie, I'm so happy that you two are happy together." She reaches out to brush a stray hair from my face, her touch reassuring. "Of course it's fine with me if you want to spend time at his house or even stay over occasionally. Just make sure you let me know where you'll be and that Arif will take care of you."

I feel a surge of relief wash over me at her words. "Thank you so much, Mom," I say gratefully, leaning in to hug her tightly. "I promise I'll be careful and let you know where I am." With renewed excitement bubbling inside me, I practically skip back outside to find Arif waiting patiently by the porch.

"SHe said it was okay?" he asks eagerly as soon as he sees my face light up.

"Yeah!"

I can't help but grin ear to ear as I tell him the good news. "She said it was fine with her if I stay over sometimes! So... are you still planning on driving me to school tomorrow?" I ask, already knowing that he will be.

The anticipation of spending another night with Arif is almost unbearable, but I'm determined to make the most of it tonight. We spend the rest of the evening talking and laughing together under the stars, our connection growing stronger with every passing moment.

"Oh! Right." I blush and glance around awkwardly before remembering the suitcase by my bed. "I'll just be a minute," I say, rushing back inside to grab it. A few moments later, I emerge with the small bag in hand, grinning up at Arif. "Okay, let's go!"

I climb into the car with a giggle, feeling more giddy than ever now that I know we'll be spending the night together. "Lead the way, Arif," I say eagerly, settling back into my seat and waiting for him to start driving. The anticipation is nearly unbearable as I imagine all the things we could do tonight.

As Arif pulls into the minimarket parking lot, my stomach gives a quiet little growl. "So... what should we get? Anything special I can make to surprise you?" I ask with a grin, feeling surprisingly domestic under the circumstances.

I think for a moment, my brow furrowing in concentration as I try to come up with the perfect dessert idea. "How about... um... chocolate lava cake?" I suggest tentatively. "I've seen recipes online that look really easy and delicious."

As we wander through the aisles of the minimarket, I grab some chocolate cookies, ice cream, and other snacks before finally finding all the ingredients for the cake.

I nod, grinning up at him as we wait to pay for our items. "All set. Now all I need is a way to make sure the lava stays... lava-y." I pause and then laugh, suddenly realizing how silly it sounds. "I mean, without it solidifying before we eat it?"

We pay for our groceries and quickly head back to the car, eagerly discussing our plans for the night as we drive over to his house. As I show him how to make the cake in his kitchen, he insists on helping me, even going so far as to grab a spatula and carefully pour the lava inside.

"There you go," I say with a satisfied smile, "it's all set up now. Just put it in the oven for about fifteen minutes, and then we can dig in."

I giggle and turn around to face him, pushing playfully on his chest. "You're one to talk! At least I didn't have to look it up on the internet." We both laugh, our eyes meeting and holding as the tension between us rises once more. "So... how about we practice something else while we wait?" I suggest with a sultry smile, running my fingers along his bare chest.

I take a step closer to him, pressing the length of my body against his. "How about I show you?" I whisper huskily before leaning up on tiptoe and kissing him deeply, my tongue sliding into his mouth in search of more contact. He groans into the kiss, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me even closer as we stumble back until finally our backs hit the kitchen counter.

With a low growl, he begins to nip and suck at my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

I arch into his touch, moaning loudly as he continues to tease me with his lips and tongue. "No," I gasp, "not enough... not nearly..." My words trail off into another moan as his fingers begin to slip beneath the waistband of my hot pants, pressing against my bare skin.

With a growl, he slides his hand upwards, cupping me through my underwear before roughly tugging them aside and burying his fingers deep inside me.

With a gasp, I clutch at his shoulders and rock my hips against his hand, desperate for release. "Oh God, yes," I moan as he expertly brings me closer and closer to the edge. "Arif... so good..." My voice trails off into another moan as the tension builds inside me, my body trembling with anticipation.

"Please... more..." I breathe, arching further back against the counter as he continues to tease and touch me.

With a shuddering moan, I come apart in his hands, my body tensing and spasming as hot liquid pours out of me. My legs tremble uncontrollably and my vision blurs as the release washes over me. "Oh... Arif..." I pant, leaning against him for support.

As the last waves of pleasure subside, I look up at him with a satisfied smile. "That was perfect."

I glance down at the floor and feel my face flush even hotter than it did during the orgasm. "Oh..." I giggle nervously, looking back up at him. "Well, that's just proof of how good you are." I reach up to run a hand through his hair, smiling affectionately.

"Now," I say, trying to regain my composure, "I think we should probably put this kitchen back in order."

I can't help but laugh at his comment as I climb off the counter and move to stand beside him. "Well then, lead the way, chef," I tease, pressing my body lightly against his as we head back over to the oven. As soon as we pull out the perfectly browned lava cake, its steaming center glistening temptingly, he turns to face me with a wicked grin.

"You're about to get eaten," he says, taking my hand and pulling me closer. "But first..."

"First?" I breathe out softly, my heart racing in anticipation as he leans in to capture my lips with his own. The heat between us grows even more intense, and I can feel the desire rising inside me once again. As we break apart for air, he whispers against my lips, "I'm going to have so much fun with you tonight." And before I can respond, he sweeps me up into his arms and carries me toward his bedroom.

I giggle and press myself closer against him. "Not at all," I murmur. "I was actually hoping you'd suggest that." As he lays me down on the bed, my heart races in anticipation of what is to come. With a gentle push, he urges me onto my hands and knees, positioning himself behind me. The feel of his hardness against my back sends shivers down my spine as he leans in, nipping at my earlobe before whispering, "Are you ready for more fun with your boyfriend?"