hear me out postal 3 dude x fem reader doing it in his car in a parking lot at night (or in day if risky)
I'm all ears 🗣‼️.Ahem, I bring you....
No One Is Watching, Right?
Pairings : Postal 3 Dude (P3 or Postal Dude) x !femreader
⚠️Warnings: Smut, 18+ content, car sex, riskyyyy sex which would be public like (not recommended to do, like I always mention pls be careful and responsible), handsy Postal Dude, clingy behaviors from him,cheesy,sweet, horniness, very detailed, creampies, P in V, kissing, fluff and rough sex, the Dude is not bitchy with you, unprotected sex (please be responsible), mentions of masturbation, tit play, adoration, and licking.
⚠️This fiction and blog account are meant for an older audience. If you are a minor please, do not interact. This is for your safety, and for everyone else's. Plus, Postal is a game that is meant for an older audience, due to the violence the game has, along with other 18+ elements.
⚠️Viewer discretion is HEAVILY advised.
⚠️ Expect grammatical errors (autocorrect hates me apparently), may not be logical, and loss of clarity may be found.
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Ah, finally. A day with your lovely lovely man. Well at least for me, he was very lovely. I had been counting the days for our next date, and today is that day. I started to know about Postal Dude a few weeks ago. We started out as flirty and slowly, we started to get a bit affectionate. Hugs, kisses, him squeezing my face with his biceps, lifting me, and all. So, he decided to confess. With a cat on hand and a bouquet of my favorite flowers adorned with pretty ribbons.
Postal Dude was sorta a romantic guy? Yeah, he would have his times of being bitchy towards others. With me on the other hand, he wasn't bitchy. He just minded his own business, it was as if he was in his own world. Though, he did try his best to be very romantic. He sometimes would become clingy out of nowhere, and would hug me tightly when things weren't going his way.
But who am I to judge? I love him and he loves me in his own way. That's what matters right?
“Hey, dearie.” Postal Dude said while he knocked on the door.
I opened the door as soon as I heard his voice and the knock. I instantly jump at him and wrap my arms around him. He instantly grabs me and holds me tight against him.
“Someone was waiting for this day,hmm?” Postal Dude teased while he lowered me to the ground.
I pout and playfully squeeze his big belly. “SHUT UP!!”
“Yes, ma'am!” While he strikes a soldier salute.
Making us laugh loudly. “I missed this banter with you.”
Postal Dude ruffled my hair, and took off his sunglasses with his free hand. “Today, I have some places we could go to. They are supposed to be fun.”
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Postal Dude had a big smile while driving. We arrived at an arcade, it was very cool by how it looked outside. With a smile he opens the door for me.
“Huh, I think I have never seen this place before.” I said while I got off the car.
“Well, I started to see this place, since I had to take a detour from the roads I usually take, to go to my work.”
“In fact the places we are going to, are the ones I never noticed as well. All thanks to that detour.” Postal Dude chuckles.
I roll my eyes playfully as I grab his hand. “Well, what are you waiting for? Let's try these places!!”
Postal Dude follows behind me, both of us giggling and all. We started to play some games, most of them offered tickets if you got a good high score or if you did a good job. We both tried every single game, but not all of them felt thrilling as the gambling and violent ones.
In those we did get a huge reward of tickets. Even the employee of the reward section was amazed by how many tickets we got on those. Postal Dude was in charge of the shooting ones, after all his aim was a bit better than mine. My focus was the gambling ones, since my luck was way better than his.
The employee looked at both of us as the ticket counter finished counting all tickets. “Woah, 1k tickets in an hour. That sounds impossible and impressive.”
Moving aside he lets us see the rewards behind him. “You two must be a good team!”
Postal Dude just shrugs and looks at me. As I nod. “We definitely are a good team.”
I ruffle Postal Dude's hair as both of us decide on what to get.
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Later, after deciding what we should get. We just shrugged, as we picked the biggest bear plushie that was around 1k tickets. Now when we got to the car, the bear looked like another person that joined us on our date. Postal Dude just laughed at how big the plushie was.
“That bear is like my height and weight and all. I'm sure you can't carry him.” Postal Dude teased.
I made a pout and reached for his thigh. “Trust me, I can.”
He flinched while he turned to the next place. “Woah, what a convenient grip sweetheart.”
Postal Dude was blushing as he looked at the building. He took off his sunglasses and groaned in a disappointed way.
“Shits closed… unless you wanna wait 3 hours till they open?”
I hum, while I shrug. “To be honest I don't mind. After all, tomorrow I don't work.”
He taps the steering wheel, thinking of how we could kill time. “Or we can say things that we like about each other?”
“Ahh, that would be a good idea! It would be thrilling and we would kill time definitely.” I mention with an optimistic tone.
“Okay, I'll start first. I will ask you a question related to me and then you answer. Quite simple, but interesting.” Postal Dude scratches his head.
I tilt my head in curiosity, this type of game sounded interesting. Plus, it was thrilling to know what we liked from each other.
“Something that caught your attention from me?” Postal Dude asked with a tone filled with curiosity.
I hum, while thinking. Usually a man's eyes would catch my attention right away, or a very pretty smile. However, when I saw him for the first time he wasn't smiling but annoyed, and his eyes were covered by his sunglasses. Yeah, his green eyes could have been the first thing that would have caught my attention if he didn't have those sunglasses on. Ahhh, now I remember.
I scratched my head and chuckled. “Your style sounds strange but…that brown straight jacket, the alien tee, and those jeans. Are quite stylish, or maybe it's just me.”
Postal Dude laughs as he ruffles my hair in a teasing way. “My style? Never expected that coming from you, sweetheart.”
“Pfft, haven't you heard of, ‘expect the unexpected?” I teased.
“What about me? What caught your attention?”
Postal Dude blushed and reached for his shades. Which I had to snatch away because he was trying to hide his expressions. “Don't be shy, darlin’.”
I mischievously smirk, slowly toying with his goatee.
“Well, uhh. Your eyes and that serious expression of yours. Soo cute if you ask me.” Postal Dude smiled, while he grabs my wrists.
“What do you like about my body?” Postal Dude smirks mischievously.
His grip on my wrists became a bit tight, it felt like playing with fire for some reason. Can't deny that it spiced the tension between us.
“Your belly, huge arms, and those thighs.” I didn't even hesitate to answer the question.
“My belly? Let me guess, I look like the bear plushie in the backseat for you?”
I looked at him as if he was my full dish. “Ding, ding. We have a winner.”
Postal Dude rolled his eyes playfully, while he pulled me towards his chest. “I think I'm starting to like where things are going.”
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Postal Dude's hands were running through my sides, as if getting acquainted with my body. “Hmm, never thought about it. But now that you mention it. Personality can be a turn on at times.”
I nodded as he kissed my neck. My eyes on the rear view mirror looking at what he was doing. The instant swapping to the backseat was sorta expected. We did have a good start, maybe this was his intention when he proposed the game. No, I'm not complaining. If I was him, I would have the same intention. Specifically with that tension and connection we had.
So why not go with it? It wouldn't hurt to enjoy this.
Pulling him from his goatee, our faces a few centimeters close. “...personality can add a little bit of fun you know?”
Postal Dude smirks, as his hands found my ass and squeezed it. “Ah, see that's why I fucking love you.”
He pressed his lips against mine as we both french kissed. We kissed in the past, but never a French kiss. His hands went higher as he squeezed my clothes tits. Postal Dude was sorta gentle, the way he squeezed was like if he had two stress balls.
“Oh, these are way better than any stress balls.” Postal Dude said between our passionate kisses.
“You know what would be my favorite stress balls?” I mischievously grinned.
Postal Dude raised an eyebrow, his green eyes locked with my eyes. Still squeezing my tits. “Uhm, what? Aren't these good?”
I cup his boner, as his eyes widened. Causing him to turn red, for taking a while to understand my double intentions. “A woman with a taste. Can't blame you.”
I laugh at his comment. “I mean, these feel heavy. So that makes a better stress ball for me.”
Postal Dude couldn't resist the urge to laugh, so he wheezes. “You are going to be the death of me, if you keep this up.”
“Isn't that a good sign?” I blink in an innocent way.
Postal Dude lowers my tank top from the cleavage part. While he moved the straps of the tank top off my shoulders. “Oh, it is. Truuuustt me, in fact I think you would enjoy it yourself.”
I took his brown straight jacket off, and lifted his alien tee. He flinched while he was unclasping my bra. “What are you trying to find, dearie? I just have a big bel-”
I ran my fingers from his belly to his chest, following the slightly big happy trail he had. “That's what I'm figuring out. If I follow this map I might find the treasure.”
“Teaser.” Postal Dude said while he took off my bra.
“Says the guy who wants to see my bre-”
He kissed my tits while he looked at me. “Can't a man show appreciation towards his future wife or something?”
Without any warning he starts to unfasten his belt. “You know what, I will show you real appreciation.”
I gasped when he said that, for some reason talking about personality a few minutes ago… made him spicy? Either way, I ain't saying no to this.
Postal Dude pulled off his jeans along with his boxers. The happy trail looked small compared to the bush he had. What a contrast.
“Huh,ths treasure is well hidden isn't it?” I make a proud expression.
“You can say the treasure is in the depths of the jungle.” Postal Dude added.
Before letting me say another word, he took off my shorts along with my panties. This man had a straight objective. He didn't even hesitate in looking, he just slid his cock.
“Oh, mommy… this feels like heaven. It's very tight…ohhh, this feels soo good.” Postal Dude makes a drunk expression.
He started to grind his hips. Making his green orbs roll with each grind. He was incredibly slow, but I knew why…
“Balls deep. That's what you want to hear?”
Postal Dude smiled as he showered my face with kisses. “Fuck, yes.”
He started to grind faster, but now he was rough by how he went balls deep. He noticed my intense moaning, so he would often slow down.
“Just because I'm having fun fucking your pussy. Doesn't mean you can't tell me to slow down, you know?”
I laugh and grip his shoulders. “I know, I know. It doesn't hurt much, I believe it's a good speed.”
Postal Dude flinched as he stopped in mid thrust. “Don't turn around…”
I got confused with that meaning, and was curious as well. I turn around and saw people gathering around the car.
“HOLY SHIT!!” I panicked, but for some reason I got more aroused.
Postal Dude's breathing was more labored, his cock getting more harder than it was. “I don't know why, but I want to keep fucking you while these nosy assholes watch.”
A goosebump runs through my spine. “I love that idea for some reason.”
Postal Duds hugs me tightly as he keeps grinding. Making me ride him harder. Deeper, in and out. Each time getting worse with the crowd around the car. Until he orgasmed, with a ball deep thrust.
“Woah, creampies to my girlfriend. I wonder how we will be when we marry.” Postal Dude said while fucking me again.
Hands on my tits as he saw them bounce over and over again. The people pressing their ears against the windows hearing the vile sounds coming from our mouths. While hearing the sound of cum being fucked back.
For the first time having sex with a Postal Dude…
I think, I can confirm he doesn't even care if people watch him fucking his future wife.
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☆I want to apologize if this fiction was rushed. For some reason I couldn't concentrate, I guess I had writer's block. Still, thanks for requesting :3
