A walk to nowhere
It was a hot August night and I was just getting back from one of my spontaneous eight-mile walks with no destination. Good way to burn stress. Not better than stroking my hardened criminal of a cock, though. Just thinking about my hand around it gets me hard as a rock.
Speaking of criminals, my neighbor down the hall just got out of jail. Gone a few months. I bet she was craving dick something fierce, and I wanted to be the guy who fed her. The things I’d do to that woman would be illegal in at least two states.
Let me break her down. About twenty-four. Latina. Light brown skin, smooth from top to bottom. Nice apple-bottom ass with a gap between her thighs, perky C-cup tits, tattoos on her arms and chest. Long black hair. Pocahontas energy if Pocahontas was a kinky little jailbird slut.
Instead of just fantasizing, I took action. Hit the store for alcohol and a new torch. Plan was simple: knock on her door, offer drinks, blow some clouds, see where it went.
I got back to the hotel and she was already walking out of her place in tight black leggings. No panty lines. Not a fucking hint. I caught her halfway and asked what she was about to get into.
“Not a damn thing,” she said. “Just checking the mail.”
Perfect. I threw out drinks at my place and mentioned I had a fresh bag of some strong crystal. The second the smoke came up she was practically through my front door.
Living room. Two shot glasses. Freshly packed bong. First shot down. Second right after. Before we lit up I told her straight: this shit hits hard and makes people extremely horny.
She just smirked. “Good. I’ve been wet since the second you said crystal.”
I passed her the water pipe first. She hit it back to back. Five quick pulls like she was starving for it. Arms stretched. Legs massaged. When I took my turn she asked my favorite question.
“You got any porn we can put on while we chill?”
I Chromecasted some Latina stuff from My Pervy Family. She sat, laid back, and started smoking even harder. I didn’t mind. I was feeling it too. I rubbed the bulge in my pants, no shame, then unbuckled, freed my cock from hibernation, and started stroking right in front of her.
She didn’t miss a beat. Leggings and panties shoved down her thighs. My jaw dropped. Smooth, hairless pussy, already shiny. I moved next to her. Two people beyond high, jerking off together. She could barely take her eyes off my cock.
“You’re more than welcome to whatever you want with this dick,” I told her.
She grabbed it with her right hand and started stroking like she owned it. Then she lowered her head and sucked me down. Her tongue and mouth felt filthy-good. No teasing. She deepthroated automatic, gagging wet, spit running down my shaft. I put my hand on the back of her head and face-fucked that pretty little mouth until her eyes watered and she moaned around me like a greedy slut.
“Fuck, you take cock like you missed it in there,” I said.
She pulled off with a string of spit still connecting her lips to my head. “I did. Thought about getting used every night. Now shut up and let me sit on it.”
She stood, straddled me, and sank onto the head of my cock. Slow at first, inch by inch, until she had every bit of me buried in that tight, wet heat. Then she started bouncing. Ass clapping. Grinding slow then fast, over and over, like her pussy was built for this exact job. The sound of her cheeks smacking my thighs was enough to make me almost bust right there.
“That’s it,” she panted. “Use me. I want to feel you wreck this hole.”
I grabbed her hips and slammed her down harder. She was soaked. The crystal had both of us spinning, skin electric, every thrust sharper. She leaned forward, tits in my face, and I sucked a nipple while she rode like a pornstar who forgot the camera was even on.
“Turn around,” I told her. “I want to watch that ass clap.”
She spun reverse cowgirl without climbing off, hands on my knees, and went to work. That apple bottom bounced and rippled. Gap between her thighs framed my cock disappearing into her. I spanked one cheek hard. She moaned louder.
“Harder. Mark me. I like it when it stings.”
I spanked her again, then reached around and rubbed her clit while she fucked herself on me. She started shaking.
“I’m gonna cum on your dick,” she gasped. “Don’t you fucking stop.”
She came hard, pussy clamping, flooding my cock and balls. I kept bouncing her through it until she was whimpering and laughing at the same time.
We weren’t close to done.
