I tossed the book down. Hard thud on wood floor. Styrian uni kid, vacations killing me. Georg away all week. Cock throbbed like a monk’s curse. No more fighting it.
Grabbed black leather jacket. Dizzy’s bar called. Streets of Graz glowed twilight. Alley off Hauptplatz. Hot guys passed, tempted a wall slam kiss. Ignored. Pushed into bar. Heels clicked tile. Server smiled slick. Sex on the Beach, red and sweet.
The Contact
Scan room. No worthy cock. Then her eyes hit mine. Angel grin. Sat corner with friend. She rose. Hips rolled feline. Heels ticked slow countdown. Sat across. Piss pétillant eyes. Hot in here, I mumbled. Yeah. Leg crossed. Skirt hiked. Thighs gleamed. Foot grazed ankle. Up calf hairs. Tease, no skin touch. Boxer stretched tight. Bulge obvious.
Name? Marc. Hers? Dodged. You’re tonight’s winner. Foot climbed inner thigh. Pulse hammered. Twenty-four. Chez toi? No choice.
Paid quick. Arm snaked my waist. Hips brushed electric. Fingers traced jean seam over ass. Stolen glances burned.
Building door creaked open. Dim hallway. Parquet groaned under steps. Elevator dinged soft. Doors hissed shut. She yanked collar. Lips smashed mine. Tongue wrestled wild. Breath panted loud. Cock stiffened again. Doors parted. Old lady waited. Nod, smile. Her nose missed our sweat-musk stench? Floors up. Hall light slivered under doors. Neighbors snored? Key scraped lock. Click. Inside.
Photos glared: me, Georg tangled. Brother, I lied quick. Zip hissed. Dress peeled slow, sadistic. Fabric whispered down satin arms. Pooled floor. Curves perfect. Kiss crashed. Salivas mixed sticky sweet. Lips buzzed every hair.
Her hands pro belt. Unclasped. Mine fumbled bra. Snapped free. Tits swelled ripe summer fruit. Squeezed firm. She moaned low – shh, walls paper-thin.
Bedroom shadows. Floorboards cracked protest. She stripped me. Cock sprang, veined hard. Gland wept clear drop. Tongue flicked. Warm wet swirl. Balls lapped. Ten seconds in, voice cracked: Stop or I cum.
The Indiscretion
She grinned wicked. Game time. Heels off. Laces untied ankles. Thong strings yanked. Whipped air sharp. Lashed peach skin red lines, faded quick. Tied right wrist bed bar. Left. Ankles spread wide. Naked X. Helpless trance.
Furtive kiss. Hand wrapped shaft. Slow pump, vicious grip. Licked sack again. Sap boiled. Name? Normal, didn’t say. Rose. Marc Weinschlussel. How? Pump sped.
High school prom. Drunk toilet fuck. I spread gay rumor. Branded her slut curse. Ruined life.
The Silence came after. Pump max. Fingers probed ass crack. One plunged deep. Prostate nailed. Eyes slammed shut. Convulsions hit. Cum jetted ropes. Chest painted white petals. Rales bitten back – bed springs squeaked faint, headboard tapped wall?
Neighbors stirred? Light sliver under door flickered footstep? Heart thundered chest.
She dressed calm. No note for Georg, huh? Acid smile. Grabbed photo frame. Lips pressed glass. Rose print bled crimson lipstick between us.
Door clicked shut. Slam echoed hall. Tied sticky. Cum cooled clammy. Parquet silent now. Blinds striped body street glow. Listened: snores? Footsteps? No.
Secret locked. Pulse slowed. Untied slow. Neighbors slept oblivious. Transgression inches away. Thrill lingered, dirty rose mark forever.