Surviving on Your Own

Backseat

Luckily, last week when I got home for the bar Hilde was asleep. I had stupidly taken two more shots before leaving to walk back to our apartment, and almost ended up walking to 5th and Maxwell. Yeah, used to be 5th and Silverado, but they changed the street name after the massacre. In my drunken haze I had wandered there subconsciously, stopping just around the corner. Fuckin' hell. I haven't been back there since it happened, I don't know if there's another church or building in its place, or if it's just a vacant lot. And I sure as hell don't care to find out.

Father Maxwell and Sister Helen had tried to show me the love of God and Jesus. Yeah, well their fucked up God killed them. He wasn't there to save anyone, He turned his back. I was even starting to believe in their Lord, I read some of the Bible, learned of their saints and what they stood for. Didn't do them or me any good. If I had had faith, well then it burned up with the rest of the church that day.

He turned his back on me, so I turned my back on Him. Fuck the all "loving" God bullshit. So I became the God of Death, Shinigami, or whatever you fuckin' want to call it. And since I don't kill anymore, I keep my alter ego subdued with booze and sex. Maybe I should be the God of Fucking now? Ha! Of lust, something like that.

Oh, but I do miss the killing though. You don't call yourself Shinigami and not enjoy taking the life of another, that just wouldn't make sense, now would it. But if I ever do need to kill again, then I'll take up that offer from Une and kill for the Preventers. That or I'll just become a vigilante and clean up the streets of L2. People here are fucking vermin. I miss having a knife in my hand, the smell of blood, the thrill of hunting down the baddies.

Anyways, if I keep fantasizing about murdering people I'll end up going out and doing it, and since I'm trying to be a good boy and follow the law, I need to channel this energy elsewhere. Which is what I'm trying to do now. Hilde's five feet from me, and I'm sitting on the couch on looking for some tail. I'm surprised she hasn't caught on yet. I think I was only faithful to her for the first month of our "relationship". I shouldn't be doing this to her, she's a good caring person. I should break up with her, but when I'm about to do it, something stops me. I don't know what it is.

Maybe it's cuz I can tell I make her happy. I do good boyfriend things like take her out, buy her gifts for no reason, and tell her how beautiful she is. She's never suspected me of being the cheating, disgusting bastard that I am. I guess she doesn't know me that well. She sees me coming and going and let's me have my "space". And when she asked where I've been, I tell her. She asks what I did, I tell her I was meet up with someone. Which isn't much of a lie, just a half truth. What's worse is most of the time I don't feel all that guilty, but I do know she deserves better than me. That's for sure.

Anyways, back to casual encounters! I'm instant messaging with three different people and I'm trying to decide and who I'm gonna meet up with. I've got vixen23, who claims to be a busty redhead, sushi_roll69, a Vietnamese girl who wants to be tied down, and luv_master0 who is some dude who claims he can give me the best night of my life. Pppfftt, mkay. I'm not looking for an all night romp, or anything that will involve going to someone's place. Sorry sushi roll, you sound like loads of fun, but all the bondage would take too long to do. I just want to pick up someone, find a secluded street, and fuck in the backseat of my truck. That way I can be back before one a.m.

Alrightie vixen23, your on. She's game for the backseat fuck, and gives me cross streets to pick her up at in one hour. God I hope she's not fuck ugly. Ya never know what you're getting when you look for hook ups over the net. I close my laptop and not a moment too soon either, Hilde is walking towards me.

"So," she pauses coyly, "I was thinkin', if ya wanna fool 'round for a bit..." She lets that sentence linger as she begins to kiss along my neck. Mm, she knows my weak spot all too well.

Fuck I'm getting hard, but I've got plans. Don't get me wrong Hilde's a great fuck, and we do some kinky shit, but tonight Shinigami desires unknown flesh.

I groan huskily on purpose, "That feels good, but I was gonna go for a drive soon."

She leans away and pouts at me. Gah, not the puppy eyes, damn it. "Mmm, but I'm hornyyyy," she whines. Yeah, I can see you are, and so am I. I push her down onto her back on the couch and lean over her. Nuzzling her neck and groping her tit, I murmur, "We can fuck in the morning," I move to the other side of her neck and nibble, "I know how much you love lazy morning sex."

She huffs under me, "Fine, go take your dumb drive." I get up and make my way to the restroom, but before I get there she asks, "What do you do on these drives?"

"Listen to music," I supply. Which is true, I always have my MP3 player on in the car.

She gives me a curious look, "Where do you go?"

I shrug, "Wherever," I answer. Super vague, but not a lie. Each time I "go for a drive" I go some place different from the last. For a while I did do that, just drive and listen to music, it was soothing. But then I started drinking, and long drives and alcohol don't mix well. She seems to accept this answer and goes back into the kitchen.

In the bathroom, I shake out my hair, brush it and re-braid it. It was lookin' nappy so I had to fix that. When you have long hair, and you don't brush it, it begins to look like a rat's nest. And no one wants to fuck a sloppy lookin' person.

Okie dokie, got my sexy as hell black jeans on, plain red tee, no need for a jacket it's warm out tonight. Converse instead of my kick ass combat boots since they're a pain to take off in a hurry. Condom in the wallet? Check. And now I'm out the door.

I make my way to the cross street vixen gave me, pulling up I see a dark figure leaning against a building. I come to a stop at the corner, and roll down the passenger side window. Dark figure walks slowly to my car. Ha! I feel like I'm picking up a hooker every time I do this. But fuck that shit, I don't pay for sex.

"Vixen23?" I ask.

"DeathMaker?" She asks in response.

Leaning over the seat I open the door for her, I can feign being a gentleman. She hops in, we size each other up. She is definitely a busty redhead, with pretty brown eyes. She's cute, not super hot but cute enough to get my juices flowin'.

"I like your hair," she says smirks nervously.

"Thank you," huge grin on my face and we drive away.

We find an empty street with very low lighting. No ones walkin about so this is a good a place as any. It's not like this is an abnormal thing to do on L2 anyways.

I turn and look at her, she's nervous. "Ever done this before?" I ask.

In a small voice she answers, "Yeah, but only a few times."

I pull a flask size bottle of vodka out of the glove box, take a nice big gulp and hand to her. She looks relieved and downs her own giant gulp. We pass it back and forth a few times and then climb in the backseat. Sitting side by side we make out for a bit. Me messaging her chest, her hand on my groin.

"I wanna suck you," she moans in my ear. Ah yes, I want that too. Someone's feeling cock hungry tonight, heh. I undo my pants, push em down a lil and pull it out. Her gasp is loud.

"Holy fuck," she exclaims. Yes I know, but don't be scared. "You're fucking hung like a beast!"

"Yeah, I'm a luck-" the rest of my sentence is lost as her mouth descends on my rigid cock, and my chuckles replaced with a groan. She begins to blob her head eagerly, and expertly. I keep a gentle hand on the back of her head as she sucks me for all she's worth. God, she's moaning so loud around me. Yeah baby, take in as much as you can. I put my hand up her skirt and, hello! I'm not the only one going commando! I ram two fingers into her moist cavern. She's so fucking wet! Uh, like a bitch in heat.

After a few minutes of enjoying this I stop her. I want to play with them titties. I make the front drivers seat move forward and tell her to kneel on the floor. Good girl follows orders fast. We fumble as I try to get her shirt off while she's trying to get my rod back in her throat.

Shirt and bra off now, and enough spit on my dick for what I wanna do. I haul her up between my legs, groping at her breast and she gets it. Vixen squeezes my cock between her big ol boobs as her mouth clamps down on the head of dick. My hands take over hers on her chest. I wanna squeeze those puppies. Ah, fuck yeah, thrusting up, I start a mild pace as I titty fuck her, she moves in tandem with me. Her mouth is like a Hoover, goddamn. My pace picks up and after a few minutes I'm starting to feel close.

"Uh, we shud, ah, stop or, mmm, I'll come," I manage to say while still humping her chest.

She barely removes her mouth from me, "That's fine, just come on my face when do, okay?" she says breathily like she's ran a fucking marathon.

"Whah bout chu?" Still humping.

"I'm fine just come on my fucking face," she sounds irritated. But I think I could love her haha, she's asked me to do one of my most favorite things.

"K, uhh, it'll be a lot though," I grunt out. Big cock equals big balls, and I fire a mighty load.

Whatever she says is muffled cuz her mouth is back to doing what it does best. I grasp her tits more firmly, and thrust harder. Moments later I'm pushing her back and groaning, "I'm gonna come."

Vixen positions herself as I jerk myself viciously. We make eye contact a split second before I unload. Groaning loudly, my first shot hits her left eye, she gasps, flinches a little and opens her mouth wider. Second shot, across the bridge of her nose and a long her cheek. I get her mouth next. After what feels like twenty second (1) of me skeeting on her face, it ends and I'm a sweaty satisfied motherfucker. She whimpering a little and just fucking doused in cum, it looks good. Dripping down her face, down the side of her neck and dripping from her chin on those lovely breast. I'm still mentally horny even though cock is going soft.

I push on her shoulder roughly and pin her back to the back of the driver's seat one-handed, and shove my other hand between her thighs. Aw, fuck, her pussy fucking soaked. You really enjoyed that didn't you, you sweet thang. I force three fingers up in her and fuck her with my hand. She's moaning loudly in appreciation. Come on my cum covered skank, you're turn to come for me. Which she does, moaning like a wounded animal. Her wetness floods my hand.

I pull back and grab a rag from the floor, wipe my hands off, and pass it to her. She cleans herself off but there's a good amount of jizz in her hair. We climb back into the front and I drop her off right back where I picked her up.

"Thanks," she says and then she out the door and gone. Man, this is going to fuel my fantasies for a while.

(1) fun fact, the male orgasm can last between 20-30 seconds.