‧₊˚ ┊ 18+ mdni!! — finally giving stalker! toji the opportunity to fuck you cw: dubcon / pussy slapping 𓂂໒ ݂. .଼ྀི𑁨ׁ♡ 🩰
this was the third time in exactly three months that you’ve touched yourself in a slightly public place. by this point, you’ve become annoyingly familiar with the details of the empty parking lot you found yourself in. if anyone was around — although you were sure no one was — they’d definitely recognize you.
it would always start towards the end of a night out. when the moon was high and you’ve had just a bit too much to drink, your vodka ridden lips twisting into a grimace as you forced yourself out of the bar.
sometimes you were with your friends. laughing and stumbling down the street or straight into someones car. and sometimes, you were by yourself. like tonight.
lately, you haven't been going home right away.
you didn’t like being there anymore.
there always seemed to be an eerie feeling looming over you, as if you were being watched. it made your skin crawl.
the silhouette of a scar-lipped man followed you everywhere. his shadow in the corner of your eye, his figure outside your bedroom window, a creak in your floorboards as if he walked among them. you tried to tell yourself that you were being paranoid, surely there was no one following you. or watching you.
yet there were too many instances that made you feel like you weren’t truly alone. it was almost impossible to fully relax.
which is why you started coming here. the abandoned parking lot tucked behind an old building that you were sure was haunted. yet being tormented by ghosts didn’t seem as bad as being at home.
you shifted in your seat, rolling down the windows of your car to let the cool midnight air touch your skin. it sobered you up, only a little.
all you wanted was to forget the unsettling feeling of being watched, and this was the perfect way to do that.
you breathed in and out slowly, making a shallow attempt to unwind as you lowered the drivers seat slightly. once you were low enough, you gently let your legs spread apart, your pussy subtly starting to throb in anticipation.
you placed two fingers in your mouth, sucking on them lightly. getting them just wet enough to slide comfortably against the skin of your cunt as you put your hand into your panties. your breath hitched as your wet fingers made contact with the sensitive nerves of your clit.
they were warm as they began to rub in slow circles. applying just the right amount of pressure to make your brows furrow, to make yourself grow wetter.
you carefully slipped a finger inside, pushing all the way to the hypersensitive spot in the back. you pumped your fingers in and out of yourself, feeling your slick coating your hands. your back arched slightly off the warm leather of your seat, sweat starting to trickle down your chest.
your hips seemed to move on their own, chasing the friction of your finger. you were already getting close, sensitive from not making yourself feel good in a while.
you whined, getting so close that your eyes were starting to water.
until heavy footsteps in the distance made your heart stop.
you instantly took your fingers out, frantically searching the lot to make sure who ever was nearby hadn’t seen you. if they had, you weren’t sure if you’d be able to stomach the embarrassment.
yet after holding your breath for a few seconds, you realized that there was no one around, and it remained eerily quiet. whoever it was seemed to be gone, unless you imagined it, and there was no one there at all.
maybe that was a good thing.
you shook your head, trying not to think too much about it. you slowly pushed your finger back inside. this time, adding two, and you felt your euphoria come back in almost an instant.
you were ruthless with yourself, speeding up the pace, pressing harder into your pussy, subconsciously grinding your clit against the palm of your hand. your slick fingers were growing shakier by the second, your movements were messy as you felt yourself slipping into an orgasm.
your eyes clenched shut, and your thighs pressed together as the familiar aching sensation swam in your lower belly, making you whimper.
you were so lost in your pleasure that you didn’t notice the car door open.
you couldn’t hear his cocky laugh until you felt him settling above you, the fabric of the seat starting to dip.
you opened your eyes rapidly, frantic and no longer concerned with feeling good.
you felt your stomach drop.
it was him, the man you’ve seen too many times before. the one you swore only existed in your imagination, now hovered above you, a wicked grin painted on his face as he looked you up and down. unashamed as he ripped your clothes off with his heated stare.
you couldn’t move. you were frozen. your heart was beating far too fast and you were sure you were going to pass out.
and yet, you found yourself slightly intrigued.
maybe it was the alcohol still running rampant in your body, making you bolder and strangely curious about the undoubtedly good-looking man who somehow managed to get inside your car. you were afraid, of course, though not as much as you should be.
you blinked, forcing yourself to speak and your mouth went dry.
“who are you?!” it was barely above a whisper as your words slurred together.
he didn’t answer you, only smiling wider. soon he was leaning down to place a wet kiss on your neck, and then another. he smiled into your skin.
“you smell good.” his hands were rough as they dug into the skin of your waist, forcing you against his chest.
you only halfway pushed him off of you, your hands were shaky and weak against his broad shoulders.
“h-how did you-” you gasped as he began to pull your sticky panties down your legs, balling them up and putting them into his pocket.
you looked him up and down, confused.
“how did you get in here?!”
“you left the doors unlocked.” he said quickly. plainly, as if him slipping inside was the most casual thing in the world.
his lips were on your neck again. sucking lightly on your throat, breathing into your skin as you felt a large, warm hand spread your shaky legs apart.
you weren’t sure if you should try to stop him again. you wanted to, but you couldn’t.
it felt wrong, so wrong. you were letting some stranger prepare to ruin you in the middle of the night. a random creep who broke into your car had your cum-stained panties in his pocket.
still you couldn’t help the way your body leaned into him.
his thick finger swiped up and down your wet slit, prodding at your clit every once in a while, tapping it lightly. he smiled at the way your hips twitched.
“quit squirming.” his tone was sharp, a little mean. in no way matching the smile on his face or the mischievous glint in his eye.
you gasped as his whole hand cupped your pussy, the heel of his palm brushing your puffy clit instead of his finger now.
“can’t what?” he cut you off.
“you shouldn’t be doing this…i shouldn’t be-”
“shhh let me help you, baby. you obviously need it.” he cut you off again, licking a wet stripe along your skin, from the base of your neck up to your ear. he licked the side of your face too, planting a kiss on your cheek.
“besides, i’ve been watching you for so long, wanting you for so long. i just can’t help myself.”
he moved his lips from the side of your face, dragging them against the skin until he left a kiss on your temple. you swore you felt him smelling your hair, deeply inhaling with a grunt.
“you want me too, right?”
you shook your head, confused.
he rolled his eyes, clicking his tongue in disappointment.
his rough hands slapped your cunt, rough enough to make you flinch. the pain was sharp, making your fingers dig deeper into the leather seat.
“o-oh fuck!” you groaned as you threw your head back.
“don’t lie. you want me and you know it.” he gently pinched your swollen bud with his thumb and index finger, taking pleasure in the way it made you squirm.
“i can feel how much you love it. your pussy’s fucking begging for me. poor girl.”
another slap, you winced and he only laughed at you.
there was another kiss to your neck before he hovered over your ear, leaning close to whisper to you. you could hear the smile on his face.
“i’ll take real good care of you. that’s what you want, right?”
you nodded without meaning to, too desperate to feel something, and much too drunk to have self respect.
his hands were rough on you. groping the flesh of your tits, your ass, your hips, like he owned your body. all while he left sloppy kisses along the curves of you. a trail of his saliva coated the skin of your neck, down to your inner thigh. he bit the skin a little, leaving a mark.
because he’d taken your panties, your pussy was already bare for him. he loved it, you could tell he did.
he wasted no time licking a long stripe up your wet cunt, his lips immediately sucking on your clit. he groaned, and the vibrations of his voice against you made you gasp.
you grabbed a fistful of his hair, forcing him deeper into you, and swore you could feel him laugh.
his rough hands held your hips down, keeping you from twitching. yet it was hard not to with the way his tongue devoured you. sloppy and uncaring, the wet muscle pumped in and out of you, curling against your fluttering walls and making you writhe.
he leaned back a little, and you saw that his face was covered in you. he stuck his tongue out, letting a fat string of saliva fall onto your clit before slurping you up again.
“i know it feels good, doesn’t it baby?” he asked you, his voice muffled as he nuzzled into you deeper, nose bumping into your clit.
“i-it feels good! fuck! it’s so g-good..”
he swapped his tongue for two thick fingers inside of you. scissoring them, curling them forward, anything to make you writhe.
it was too much, you were gonna cum again. and he could tell.
he quickly took his fingers out, making you flinch, the cool air hitting your pussy was an unwelcome feeling.
you whined without thinking, your voice pathetic. “why’d you stop?!”
you searched his face for an answer, but he didn’t give you one. instead, you watched as he removed his belt and undid his dirty jeans, shoving them down his legs. soon his heavy cock was springing free and you felt yourself start to shake, and he watched you.
he didn’t give you any time to adjust before he was pushing inside of you, stretching you out so much it stung. you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, distracting yourself from the pain, pulling him closer without realizing it.
he was mean with the way he rammed in and out of you. it was fast-paced and frenzied. you watched him through half-lidded eyes, watching as he smiled down at you with an eerie expression, it was almost crazed.
“you look so cute like this. full of me.” he grunted, gripping your thighs so hard you were sure they’d bruise. maybe that was what he wanted. with how rough he was handling you, you were starting to wonder if marking you up was something he enjoyed.
soon his large hand was on your jaw, forcing your mouth open so he could kiss you. his lips were surprisingly soft against yours, messy and still sticky from earlier. his tongue ran against your own, prodding along the back of your mouth before removing his lips from yours. he pulled at your chin, making you open your mouth wider so his lips could wrap around your tongue, sucking on it with a groan.
you couldn’t help but moan into his mouth when his other hand reached down to slap your clit again; you flinched.
you were clenching around him, close to finishing. and with the way his hips started to stutter, you were wondering if he was close too. he must have been.
your legs wrapped around his hips, keeping him close as you finally came. you were sweating, breathing heavily as you tried to pull him further into you. he released your tongue with a smile, laughing at how easily you broke for him.
he followed you soon after, sloppily pulling out to cum all over your chest. the ropes of white starting to bleed into your shirt and roll down the rest of your body. he lifted his hand to smear a bit of it all over your lips and face; he laughed.
you were dazed. unsure of what to do or say, because how were you even supposed to respond in a situation like this?
you stared at him blankly, partly because that was the only thing you could do. you were breathing so hard you were sure you couldn’t speak properly.
instead, he pulled out his phone, taking a picture of your fucked-out face with the flash on. obnoxious.
“why’d you do that..?” you questioned, still struggling to find your voice.
he laughed, smoothing down a few stray pieces of your hair and placing a surprisingly gentle kiss on your forehead.
“wanna remember this. but don’t worry, i’ll get a better picture next time.”
a/n🪽: first time writing pussy slapping can u tell i have no idea what i’m talking about (also pls don’t drive while drunk this was for fictional purposes only….)
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