Her fingers splay over my chest and they coil around my cock. It thickens in her hand and she gives me this coy little smile, because she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.
“You just want me balls deep inside your cunt, don’t you?”
She doesn’t bat an eye. “Yes.”
All right. Fuck it.
“I’ll bang the shit out of you—again. But that’s it. No more. You know the rules.”
She nods drunkenly. “Yeah, I know the—the rules.”
We slide off the stool and her tits practically pop out as she stumbles next to me. The guys in the bar wheel their heads around like sharks smelling blood, but she’s my meal for tonight. Actually, only a snack, really, because I’m interested in the piece of ass I briefly spotted. If I see anyone else talking to her when I get back, I’ll tell him to fuck off right before smashing his fucking face into the wall.
I drag her bony ass behind the bar, looking for Tommy before I open the door to his storeroom. It’s a small, dusty room with boxes of liquor. There’s nothing really important, but he’d bust a nut if he knew I was fucking in here.
“Tony.”
I turn around after closing the door, and the crazy bitch stands there, already naked. Her pink dress pools at her feet. My eyes follow her bare, slim legs to her trim waist—not an ounce of fat—and then her small, firm tits. Seeing them now reminds me how I nailed her tight little cunt, how her tits almost seemed to fit in my mouth, and how she squealed when I sucked on her perfect skin. She opens her mouth, but all I want from her lips is to have them wrapped around my cock. Her shaved pussy gleams as I approach her, slapping her inner thigh. She spreads her legs apart and I run my fingers over her swollen clit.
My cock throbs as she tilts her head back, her blonde hair hanging as her chest pulses.
“Fuck me, Tony.”
The request makes my mouth water, but not as much as her glistening pussy. I want her swollen lips in my mouth. I want to taste her while she comes on my tongue.
“Do I look like the kind of guy who takes demands from women?”
Still smiling stupidly, she shakes her head. “No.”
“Then why are you trying to treat me like a bitch?”
The question is too complex for her to answer in her state. Still, I enjoy watching the puzzlement on her face as she struggles to figure out an appropriate response. She lifts her small shoulders in a shrug.
I sit down on a box and beckon to her with a single finger.
“I want to taste that beautiful cunt of yours.”
Blondie smiles coyly as she approaches me, her small feet curling against the cold floor.
“I want you to grind your pussy against my face. Move.”
I reach around and give her a vicious slap over her ass. Her muscles twitch as a bright-red burn flushes her skin. She giggles and moves forward. I smell her musk—it’s all over her thighs. She spreads them apart and I grab her ass cheeks, loving how firm they are, and then my tongue darts out, tasting her. Her taste swirls around my tongue as I press my face to her greedy cunt, reaching back and eating her pussy for all I’m worth. She lets out a long moan and digs her fingers in my hair, which I hate, but I allow because her antics turn me the fuck on. I catch a glimpse of myself eating out this chick in the mirror across the room, and I laugh into her heated pussy. It doesn’t get much fucking better than this—scoring hot chicks every fucking night.
A sharp intake of breath from her tells me that I’m on the right track. She yanks hard when I plunge my tongue inside her slippery walls, using my finger to rub her clit.
“Fuck—Yeah, right there.”
“You like that, baby? You want to come?”
“Y-yes!” She gasps out, her chest dotted with red.
I use my hands to bring her closer to the edge. My fingers dive into her wet cunt, curling forward until I hit that sweet spot. She gasps, clinging to my hair. My tongue swirls around her swollen nub, sucking the juices that spill from her. Then I insert a third finger and her thighs twitch on either side of her. She lets out a long groan as she comes over my fingers, her pussy clenching me hard. My dick strains against my slacks as I feel her come undone. I slide my fingers out of her and wipe her juices on the inside of her thighs.
“Holy fuck,” she says, sounding as though I fucked the drunkenness out of her.
“All right. Now get the fuck out of here.”
I give her another slap across her ass and push her back as she gasps for breath.
“But—you said you’d fuck me!”
I grin at the confusion clouding her face. “And I did.”
“That’s not what I wanted!”
“I wanted you to leave me the fuck alone, but I guess we don’t always get the things we want in life.”