Checkout line drags. Sabine scans my erotic mags. Tall blonde, freckles everywhere, my age. No frown. Just a wink. Heart skips. ‘Out in half hour. Wait outside?’ Voice husky. Dick twitches hard. I nod, grab receipt, stumble out. Bench by gallery. Suburbs quiet, families shop. Hour passes. Footsteps. She leans in. ‘Longer than planned. Follow?’ R5 blue zips off. Park near block. Dim hallway. Light slits under neighbor doors. Stairs creak soft. Hold breath. Her door clicks. Inside. Couch. No words. She drops, unzips me. Jeans down. Hand grips cock. Strokes slow. Balls cupped. Then mouth. Deep, wet. Slurps echo faint. Fuck, too loud? Walls paper-thin.
She rises. Blouse off. Heavy tits spill. Freckled globes, nipples stiff. I suck hard. Tongue circles. She gasps. Breath quick. Floorboards groan under us. Tugs skirt up. Panties white. ‘Rip ’em.’ I tear. Fabric rips sharp. Pussy blond, soaked. Kneel. Lick deep. Clit swells. She bucks. ‘Eat me.’ Juices flood. Muffled cries. Headboard thumps wall? Neighbors sleep? Light filters blinds. Streetlamp glows stripes on skin. She shudders. Squirt hits chin. Hot, sticky.
The Contact
Pulls me up. Legs wide. ‘Fuck me now. Hard.’ Cock slides in. Wet slap. Tight, greedy. Thrust deep. She claws ass. ‘Deeper. Pound.’ Clapotis obscene. Couch springs squeak. Faster. Sweat drips. Her moans rise. ‘Shh,’ I hiss. ‘Neighbors.’ But she grinds. Flips. Me on back. Straddles. Impales full. Rides wild. Back freckled sea. Up-down. Tits bounce. Parquet cracks. Window rattles soft. Curtains sway. Voices outside? No. She spins. Doggy on rug. Ass high. Slam in. Grips cheeks. ‘Harder.’ Juices drip thighs. Hours blur. Positions shift. Chair bend. Couch sprawl. She cums violent. Spasms milk me. I explode. Flood her.
Panting. Floor cool. Revues pornos out. Flip pages. Cocks, cunts. Her stash: dildos huge. ‘Like toys?’ Grins. Shares tales. Colleagues horny. Married ones wildest. Vestiaire fantasies. Chefs in stockroom. Clients drag. Me? I spill hunts. No shock. Liberated bitch. Dawn nears. Dress quiet. Door whispers shut. Stairs down. Heart hammers. Creak echoes. Old lady passes. ‘Evening.’ Smile tight. Nod. Out block. Air cool. Secret burns. Cashiers next. Two snagged since. Neighborhood hunts hotter.