“Even here?” I ask, my eyes fixed on hers as she takes out my cock and begins squeezing it.
She doesn’t answer. Which means… she knows guys like to fuck girls in the ass. And she probably knows some girls like it, too. But she’s not sure.
“Don’t worry,” I say. “We can save that for another night.”
“Take off my pants. I want to be naked this time. No teasing me this time. Just… put yourself inside me.”
“Patience,” I say, smiling. “You have to come at least once before I do that.”
“Why?” She pouts.
“Because I want you to be dripping wet when I slide up inside you.”
She reaches down, slipping her hand between her legs. Then she pulls her fingers out, glistening and shiny. She places them up to my lips and says, “I’m already there.”
I grab her hand and shove her finger in my mouth, licking it and sucking it as she helps me wiggle her jeans over her hips and then starts pushing them down her legs with her foot.
I laugh, still holding her fingers up to my mouth.
“What’s so funny?”
But I just shake my head. “You’re too fucking cute, you know that?”
“I want my pants off, dammit!” We both laugh. “And you’re not going fast enough.”
“Torture is sweet, sweet thing,” I say.
“Hold on,” she says, then sits down on the floor in front of me and begins tugging her skinny jeans down over her feet. She’s flashing her soaking wet panties at me, legs open and knees bent as she contorts on the ground until finally, she throws her jeans off to the side.
“There,” she says, propping herself up with her hands as she leans back. Her knees are bent and pressed together. But as soon as she sees me looking at them, she opens them up wide. Until her thighs are flat on the tiled floor. She doesn’t smile. Just takes one hand and slips her fingers under her panties and then she pulls them aside for me.
Her sweet pussy is pink and glistening as she begins to play with herself as I watch. Stunned motionless. Unable to take my eyes off her.
“Condoms,” I say, suddenly remembering.
She shakes her head. “No. I want to feel you.”
Where the hell did this girl come from? How the hell did I ever get so lucky? And then… yeah. That test was a good idea after all.
“Hey,” I say, reaching down. “Come here.” She takes my hand and I pull her to her feet. “You wanna try another first tonight?”
She nods her head and starts tugging on my jeans. But I stop her and say, “No. I’m gonna leave them on. I’m gonna fuck you with my pants on. Like we’re doing it in a stairwell at work. Or up in your childhood bedroom with your parents downstairs. Like we’re having a hot quickie, but it won’t be quick.”
She sucks in a breath of air. “Is that my new first?”
“No,” I say, shaking my head. “I want to fuck up against the window.”
She looks over her shoulder, then back at me. “OK.”
“You sure about that?”
“Why wouldn’t I be sure?”
“Because we’re in the city and people spy through windows with telescopes.”
“People can see us?” she asks, turning to face the window.
“Maybe. You never know.”
She turns back to me and says, “I’m sure. Let them look.” She backs up against the window, arms stretched wide like she’s offering herself to me.
But I shake my head at her. “Not quite.”
She furrows her brow. “Then how?”
I reach down and lift her up. Rubbing her pussy against the shaft of my hard cock. “Like this,” I say. “Now put me inside you.”
She sucks in air, nodding as she reaches down, wraps her little hand around my thick cock, and points it at her pussy.
One good fuck isn’t enough to make this easy. One good fuck doesn’t let me slide right in. So she winces and gasps as I push my head inside her. Fingernails gripping my shoulders as I press her back against the glass and ease my hips forward.
“Ow,” she says.
“I’ll stop,” I reply. “Just say the word and—“
“Don’t stop,” she moans. “Do it fast and hard. I know it’ll feel good once you’re fully inside me.”
I don’t hesitate. I thrust forward hard and quick, just like she asked me to, her legs wrapped around my hips, squeezing me tight.
I wait like that for a few seconds as she breathes heavy and hard. Then, when I know she’s gotten use to my big size, I pull back, just a little, just enough so I can thrust forward again.
Again she says, “Ow.” Just one more tiny ow. And the next time she moans. And the time after that, she hisses. And the time after that she reaches down and begins playing with herself.
“Yeah,” I say. “Yes. Make yourself come and then I’ll give you another first. I’ll put my cock between your lips. Just a little. Just a little taste—“