He took a lazy drag from his cigarette and leaned against the pillow. The smell of stale beer and nicotine lingered in the air as she grabbed for her pants which where laying on the floor where she had taken them off. They met last night at a bar on the East Side.
She wandered in about 9:00 p.m. dressed to thrill and looking for a good time. She spotted him right away playing pool. He was exactly the type she was looking for. Tight jeans, T-Shirt, Tats and full of swagger. He didn't appear to be with anyone so she ordered a beer and sat near the pool table.
He came closer to get his shot and eyed her before saying "excuse me". He leaned in about a millimeter next to her and put the ball in the pocket. She took a swig while watching him. He moved but looked back at her. Perfect the cat and mouse game was underway well ahead of schedule.
He cleared the table and put his pool cue against the wall, making his way to the bar. He was hot! She could tell by the way he moved that sex with him would be just the thing to get her through the night. Sex was like a drug. She needed it! Wanted it! And damn it, tonight if she played her cards right, she would get it. She smiled as she noticed him walking back to her holding two beers.
"What's your name?" He asked handing her the beer.
"Angel, I know it sounds fake but I promise you, it's real." she tells him before taking a swig.
"Thanks for the beer." By the way, she says touching her bottle to his.
Standing in front of her, he touches his bottle to her leg, "you live close by? I've never seen you here before."
"Nope, just passing by" she says watching his eyes. "Do you live close by?"
He licks his lips and says, "yeah." He takes her hand and pulls her into a standing position.
She leans her head against his chest and feels his body crushing against hers, his beer bottle against her back. They drain the rest of their bottles, place them on the bar and head out the door.
Walking hand in hand they hit the street as he swings her around so her back is against the wall. He holds her hands above her head and kisses her hard and deep. The hardness of the wall and the hardness of his cock make her weak.
His kisses are wet and hard, releasing her hands he puts them on her hips and grinds into her. She has her fingers on his belt hoops as he releases her mouth.
Taking her hand he leads her to an apartment building. He opens the door and pulls her in behind him. They head into the elevator and he gets her in the corner, crushing against her and turning her head up for more deep, kissing. His tongue dances with hers as she craves more. His cock is pressed against her and she feels the breath catch in his throat.
The elevator door opens and they step out. He leads her to his door and opens the lock stepping in. Putting his keys on the table he grabs two beers from the refrigerator. She doesn't want to talk, she wants to fuck and she wants to fuck now.
He walks toward her with the beer holding it out for her. She is looking for the bedroom, she spots it and makes her way down the hall. He follows and she takes the beer. She sits on the end of the bed and reaches for him as he takes a long, hard swig from his bottle.
She takes a swig and puts the beer down on the floor. Opening his button and unzipping his pants she releases his penis, sliding his pants down to his hips.
With beer in her mouth she takes his cock into it letting the beer wash over it. She loves sucking cock and knowing how little control men have when they are getting their cock sucked.
He drinks again and leans over putting his beer down. He plays with her tits through her shirt as she sucks his cock. His hands are on her hair and he is pumping her mouth. The last thing she wants is to waste a good fuck on a blow job! He better not come until he fucks her hard and good. She repositions and pulls his pants further down as he leans down to undo her shirt buttons.
She releases him from her mouth and says, "fuck me."
Not having to ask him twice, he removes his pants as she is already stepping out of hers. He picks her up takes them to the center of the bed. Placing her down and removing her underwear he moves further down. She feels his breath on her thigh and anticipates his next move. He is going to kiss his way back to her neatly shaved pussy. He does!
She feels his tongue on her clit and his lips as he sucks her into his mouth. The wetness and coolness of his mouth on her makes her want him even more. He licks her clit for 4 minutes, normally she would want this but what she wants right now is to be fucked. To feel a man lying on top of her, taking charge of her body and mind and really fucking her.
She reaches down and pulls his face up to hers. He kisses her. She says, "Fuck me, hard!"
He reaches down and she feels his cock entering her. The head of it slips in from the wetness of him and her and then he is fully inside her. She throws her legs around him and pulls him in deeper. "Fuck me!"
Pulling himself up on his arms he flips her over. She is on all fours and feels him bury himself back inside her. Ahhhh...the feeling of being completely and utterly rammed by a man makes her weak. The feeling of his cock inside her, his breath in her hair, his arms on either side of her and herself completely vulnerable make her cum. She rocks back and forth with him, loving his strength and endurance. He finally cums and lays against her. Her arms get tired and she slowly lowers them both to the bed. He rolls off her and reaches for his beer.
They fuck three more times before the morning. When he wakes he rolls over and tries to kiss her but she is already reaching for her pants. "Can I call you?" He asks her as she grabs her bag.
"Nah" she says making her way to the door "but maybe we will run into each other again." she tells him before shutting his apartment door. Already knowing that tomorrow she will go to a different bar, meet a different guy and end up in a different apartment saying the same thing.
