M: Where are you?
N: [my neighborhood]
M: Can u be quick? Just bend me over my bed and pound me?
N: I want your mouth.
N: But yes, quick. Your mouth, pound, mouth….
N: No words.
M: Takes too long.
N: I want to hear you cum. I want to watch you cum.
N: I lost you there. I need that, please.
M: Come over. I can’t wait. My roommate just left.
N: There in 15. Will have to leave shortly.
N: Getting in car now.
N: No speaking. Not a word between us, ok?
N: Buzzing in 2.
12 minutes later
N: Thank you.
M: Jesus. So hot.
In those twelve minutes, I rang her buzzer, climbed four flights of steps, was greeted by her, hair wet, wrapped in a towel, wearing only a bra and panties. Her face was much prettier than I remembered from our first date, our first fuck. Her eyes were plaintive, almost begging. I kissed her, hard. “Shh,” she said, and led me to her room. She sat briefly on her bed, and we kissed again.
I lifted her up, and pushed her down to her knees. She fumbled with my belt. I undid it, and my jeans, and lowered them to my knees. She took my cock in her mouth and sucked, furiously, moaning, looking up at me when she could. Again, her eyes communicated some sort of intense, profound hunger – almost an unsettling desperation (for me?). She sucked, licked, slurped, until my cock was hard. I lifted her and turned her around, and pushed her down onto the bed, her ass facing me. I pulled her panties down to her knees, and put on a condom.
I fucked her, hard, pressing her neck down into the bed, her head down, and sliding my cock in and out of her drenched cunt. I pushed her down harder, and she moaned. I grunted, came, and pulled my cock out. I slid the condom off, tied a knot in the top, and tossed it on her bed….
I kissed her and said, “Walk me to the door.”
She did. The look in her eyes didn’t change the whole time, and it was those eyes I saw as the door closed. I still see them.