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I couldn’t say anything to this girl. We were standing just inside the doorway of her place. She wouldn’t let me come in.

‘You think everyone didn’t see you?’ She started laughing.

She was making me feel bad. I wasn’t sure I should’ve come here with her. Then she suddenly snapped her boot foot and kind of jump-kicked me in a ninja spank move. She started laughing at herself. It didn’t hurt but I was in.

Then she locked the door behind me and turned on the switch beside my head. The hallway lit up. Her place was a total fucking mess. There were pizza boxes on the floor with half-eaten slices still in there. Empty wine bottles and Chinese food boxes all over the couch. It was nasty.

‘Are you thinking about how dirty you were?’

I knew she was talking about what she’d seen me doing at the bar. I’d been sitting there watching her on the dance floor. I felt like she was dancing just for me: she kept licking her lips, shaking her hips. Her breasts were jiggling up and down under her T-shirt. She turned around and showed me how she moved her ass. I had to put one hand on my cock under the bar. It felt like it was going to go off in my pants like a trigger.

After a few songs like that, she came up right beside me where I was standing. She squeezed herself in between me and some other guy at the bar. She was smiling this huge smile, there was sweat around her forehead. I wanted to say something to her but I didn’t know what to say. I felt the heat coming off her. She got a drink of water and then she started moving her upper body in time to the music. Her breasts kept touching my arm. Suddenly she turned to me and said, ‘I’m going home now, I want you to come.’ I’d never had that experience before – I mean, of a woman coming on to me like that.

‘How’d you think that everyone couldn’t see you? Don’t you think there’s a problem with exposing your cock like that in public?’

Her voice sounded so mean now. She was making fun of me. I looked down at the lines in the floor. Then I heard her boots stomping down the hallway. I followed her. I felt like a child. My hands were clasped behind my back.

When we were in her bedroom, she stood by the dark window and looked out. I tried to approach her but she pushed me away. It was like she was mad at me. I didn’t even know this girl and already she was mad! She motioned for me to come over in front of her. She arranged it so that my body pressed right up against the window. Then she went behind me.

She put her hands on the sides of my ass. Her breasts were pressing into my back. That felt good. But then she moved her palms down to my tailbone and she started tapping. It made me shift on my feet. Then a rush of heat blew up in my face, so hot that I thought it was the radiator or something. She was scooping her hands under my balls. She started squeezing my sac. I let out deep groans, I couldn’t help it. No girl had ever touched me there like that. It felt really fucking good.

She heard how I was enjoying it, though, and she stopped. She put her hands back on my tailbone for a second and then she reached around and unzipped my pants. She took off my shirt and pulled off my pants and underwear. She stayed completely clothed. She turned me by the hips to face her. I didn’t really know what she wanted. She put her hands on my shoulders. Her arms were so strong. She pushed me down until I was on my knees.

I had the urge to yell, to say something, but my breath was coming out in these short sucking gasps. I’d wanted her so bad at the bar. Now it felt like long lines of heat were shooting from my ears to my knees. I was getting all soft in the gut, hard in my cock. The girl was cradling my chin in her palms. She slid my head toward her like that, by the jaw. My face ended up at her crotch. She pulled up her skirt and put my head under. My nose got crushed in her warm underwear. She opened her thighs a little. She was clutching me so hard by the back of my head.

I put my tongue on her underwear. I was trying to lick through. I heard the girl moaning. She was swivelling her hips, bending her knees around my shoulders. I opened my mouth wider so that I could take down her panties with my teeth. I got them down like that to her thighs. She wiggled the rest of the way to step out of them. Now she really spread open her thighs. Her naked pussy was over my face. It was wet and swollen. It got so hot under her skirt. My whole face was melting. Her cunt above me was a balloon about to break open. I started pushing my mouth up to her thick lips, moving my whole head side to side. She started rocking her hips in time with me, her pelvis humping back and forth. I could feel her thighs quivering on my cheeks. I heard her murmuring and I rubbed my tongue all over the place where she was hardest, soaking. I wanted to hear her keep moaning. It was fucking hot.

But then she started pinching the skin on the back of my neck while I was sucking. And she cranked her hips at my face, side to side, so it felt like she was punching my cheeks. I was going to get bruises. I wanted to stick my tongue like a beak all the way up her pussy to hurt her too. I kept letting her lead, though, touching her clit with my lips while she banged me. The girl’s nails were clawing at my neck. I knew she was trying to come. She was someone who had to try hard to come. It was crazy and it hurt but I loved feeling her tries. I whipped my head to help her along, I wanted to go deeper inside her, bite her, make her fucking freak out and scream. She kept grunting. It got faster and faster but I didn’t know if she was coming. It felt like her cunt was opening all over my face.

Then, I don’t know why, she started sliding away from me, wiggling backward. I couldn’t stop moving my head. My face was all slick with her. Her skirt flew up over my head like a parachute. I was kneeling there, on her bedroom floor in the dark, holding my hard dick with one rubbing hand. My tongue was numb. I knew she was watching me. She looked like a gold-plated statue of God. She looked like the shining evil angel of some dusty store window. I was pumping myself, doing it so fast, I couldn’t help myself, and I felt a spurting, one white second all over my fist! I did it right in front of her. She started laughing at me.

‘Fool!’

She glared down at me from her leather-booted perch. ‘Look at you. Look what you just did.’ She took a pillowcase off a pillow from her bed. She threw the thing at me. ‘Clean yourself up! Come on. Do it.’

I used the pillowcase to wipe around my cock. My chin felt like a rock on my chest.

‘You can do that faster, can’t you?’

The pillowcase smelled. I wasn’t sure if she was serious, I mean, her reprimanding tone. I was trying to go faster, but my fingers wouldn’t move. The pillowcase was sticking to my cock. Then she slapped the side of my head and yelled, ‘Come on, do it faster!’

I felt like I was going to burst out laughing. But I also felt like I was going to bawl. I couldn’t belive what she was trying with me.

The next thing I knew she had a handful of my hair and she started yanking me down the hallway. I had to scurry like a big dog behind her. She stopped when we got to the bathroom. I felt my knees hard on the shining white floor. It was bright, almost blue. I wanted my knees on the shaggy bath mat. My head was still hung.

‘I want it again,’ the girl commanded. ‘And I want you to do it better this time.’

Her knees lined up in front of my eyes. I was into her game because I wanted to beat her. She was sitting on the toilet, lifting up her skirt. Her boots looked fucking ominous. I tried to stop smiling. She opened her thighs and pulled my face in toward her cunt. I had never seen a pussy so close in bright light. It was red and smashed and shorn under there, her dark purple cunt lips coming apart. I saw something inside, too, that was beating in pulses. She was spreading herself even wider with her fingers. There were short hairs all around her lips and her thighs in the pattern of water. She got wider and wider, it was like a circle was breaking deep up her centre. It looked like a wheel, with spokes facing in. Her pussy skin shone. I wanted to suck it and kiss it. I never knew it was so bright like that, I never knew.

‘You are my slave. You are my knight-in-shining slave.’

I laughed. Yeah! I could be her fucking slave. She held the back of my head and forced me into her. It was exactly what I wanted her to do. I used my tongue like a big fish going up. I wanted to push it even harder this time. I didn’t want to mistake this girl’s orgasm again. I slid my tongue in and out and in and out and then I rubbed her cunt with my lips from her ass to her clit, using my hands to hold her ass cheeks apart. I slid her forward on the toilet. She was shocked by my grip. I was breathing in time with her thrusting, in time with her cunt, us both going fast, and when I poked my tongue in her asshole she screamed and she tightened. I could hear her pussy like a heart pumping blood. I went back to her there because I knew she wanted that more and I put a finger in her ass and I fucked her completely. I rose up, attached, with her screaming and coming, not letting her go. Her pussy convulsed all over my face. I was right there inside, I was right there for this.

MAN NO. 7

She was walking toward me on the sidewalk. It was a weird time to see her because I thought she worked during the days. I hadn’t seen her in a long time. Or it felt like a long time. Her face had gotten bigger. Maybe just he

r lips were set tighter. It was strange. Her eyes weren’t as wide or as glassy as I’d remembered. She looked almost menacing. I was thinking: She still looks good, the way that she walks, the way she walks and shakes her hips.


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