When I caught up to her, she was standing by the cab, chest heaving up and down. I climbed in after her. She rolled down her window. Then she leaned her wet body over my legs to roll down the window on my side too. She arched her neck up toward me. She opened her lips. I reached under her head and brought her face up to mine. Her tongue poked into my mouth. It tasted like wine. I let her do all the movement. I liked taking her rhythm like that and she was pressing her breasts into me frantically. I wondered if this was how she was kissing the woman in the bar. The girl’s hands were running all over my neck. I was getting hard. I held her shoulders and pushed her back a second.
‘Why were you kissing that woman?’
‘Because I wanted to,’ she answered, sitting straight back up beside me. ‘Why’d you think I was doing it?’
I rolled up my window. The girl started laughing, with hiccups. I wondered how much she’d had to drink. I didn’t say anything. I really wanted to get her home with me. I wanted to see her naked. I wanted her to suck my cock. I knew she wanted to too. We started kissing again. She was rubbing her hand up and down on my cock. I felt like she would’ve done it right there if I pushed her down.
When we got up to her place, though, she wanted to just sit down on the couch and talk. It was weird: she walked up to her bookshelf and tilted her head. All I wanted to do was fuck her. She was right there in front of me. She didn’t turn on the lights. I grabbed her hand and led her to the bedroom, which was down at the end of the hall. I tickled around her ribs, I got her laughing again. She was looking up at me, trying to get out of my grip and talking dirty, saying things like: Come on, guy, take off your clothes! I want to fuck you, take off your clothes, I want to suck your dick, baby, come on!
We were both taking off our clothes and throwing them on her floor. The outlines of her body were so sexy. I didn’t even care about her sucking my dick right then. I grabbed her by the waist, pushed her down the bed, which looked dirty with piles of sheets. She acted like she was trying to put up a fight.
‘Come on, you can fuck me, can’t you?’
Her breasts were jiggling at the top of her chest. Her skin was so hot. I wrestled with her a bit. She wouldn’t lie still. She was still laughing. I used all the strength I had to turn her on her stomach. She was half on the bed and half off, her legs stretched wide in an upside-down V toward the floor. I stood over her, I felt so much bigger than her. Now I wanted to turn on the lights. She was thrusting her pelvis up in
the air and reaching under herself. She was spreading the front of her pussy with her hand. I wanted to see that better. She was mashing into the sheets furiously, never stopping for a second, going, ‘Fuck me fuck me fuck me!’
I never knew anyone could say it so much. I wanted to tell her to shut up. But I was totally possessed. I grabbed hold of her ass cheeks and I spread them so wide. I could see her asshole and her slit underneath. The two were so close. I watched my fingers knead hard into her ass cheeks. I was thinking: I know I can make this girl come easily.
So I let go of her for a second and she turned around to watch me. I got a condom from my jeans on the floor and put it on. She was humping her pelvis up, watching me on her elbows. I knew she was drunk.
‘Turn back around,’ I whispered.
On her hands and knees, she got up like a little bunny. I loved her like that. It was fucking amazing. I put my cock at the edge of her pussy. She was moaning in these short little gasps. The head of my cock was getting fucking grabbed by her pussy. I couldn’t do it slowly. She was moving her ass so fast she was sucking me inside her. I started pushing in these shortened hard thrusts. I couldn’t stop how I was doing it so hard, I thought of her tonguing that woman at the bar, I felt like punishing her … I knew I was going to let it go too fast because she kept moaning that she liked it. I saw her face for a second turned my way from behind. Her eyes were closed, her lids were black, her lips rubbing together, moaning: More, more, more.
I noticed this picture hook up above her head sticking out of the wall. There was a piece of rope hanging down like a noose.
Her ass was rolling all over my hands, her whole body was bucking, her breasts swung underneath – it was like I’d been there right from the beginning of time or something. Me and her, just me and her. I was going to come … I pulled myself out of her, caught my breath.
‘Come outside!’
‘What the fuck?’
The girl had bolted up fast. She started running naked down the hallway in front of me like a ghost. She opened a door off her living room to a balcony. It was still raining a bit. With the air on my skin it felt like her panting. I grabbed her from behind and pushed her up against the railing. My hand reached down and felt in between her legs. She was swollen and soaking. My fingers spread her lips and found her clit. She started squealing and pumping her ass back into me. I put my hand over her mouth. I felt her lips vibrating. She was trying to be quiet for me, but when I got my cock back inside her she started moaning through my hand. I was looking down over her shoulder at the city at night. And her tits were so big, her nipples were hard. My hand slid off her mouth and squeezed her tits together.
‘You … ’ she said, breathing, turning her head, eyes rolling back.
All of a sudden it was like she wasn’t really with me. All she was doing was splaying herself for me, her pussy inflating its mouth on my cock, her ass pulsing into my groin. I couldn’t help what I was doing. She was coating me with her wetness, fuck, sucking me, taking me. Sirens at night.
‘Put it in my ass. I want it in my ass … ’
She was like an animal. I didn’t care anymore, her body got hotter every time I thrust deeper. I took myself out of her pussy and shoved up her ass.
‘Yeah, that feels good yeah that feels good … ’
Then in one shriek her asshole contracted and I thought she was coming. My cock got pushed out. The globes of her ass in the night, my come had streamed and stuck white. I was thrown backward, weak in my knees. I wanted to stretch out underneath her, down where it was wet and concrete. I heard her heart beating somewhere above me, my heart was pounding, taking in the rain.
‘Come on!’ She was hissing and yanking me by the hand. ‘Get up!’
I was so exhausted. I could barely breathe enough to get up. I started coughing, trying to catch my breath. She was pulling me down the hallway back to her bedroom. All I could do was stumble behind her. I heard her muttering fuck, god, fuck.
When I finally felt the bed underneath me I crashed. I wanted sleep. I felt like I was lying at the bottom of the river. My eyes were closed but I could feel her hovering …
‘Why do you have to fucking fall asleep the second it’s over?’
‘I’m tired. I’m just tired.’
‘Why do you all always finish too slow or too fast?’