Assortment

I really wanted to feel a woman next to me. To touch her, to hug her. I'm not a fan of paid sex, but I had started thinking about "going for money." And in the summer, like back then, riding the metro was just tough — so many girls around, slender legs, the scent of hair when they stand nearby... Restraint costs a lot, as, indeed, does everything else in life :). I didn't see her until she started making her way to the exit — fair-haired, with a good figure, slightly plump, though not even that: she just wasn't thin. I was standing right in her path with my backpack and moved aside a little to let her pass, and as she squeezed past me, she somehow started explaining in a flustered way,

that she was getting off not at this stop, but at the next one, but just in case… to be closer to the exit…

— At the next one? That's too bad, I was hoping to spend the rest of the ride next to you, — I joked.

She smiled.

— If it weren't for work, I'd ride with you — she joked back.

— And I'd get off with you.

— But… the boss is strict, won't let me back in later — the stranger replied in verse.

— Hmm… — I pondered. We fell silent, it seemed for just a few seconds.

And then the doors opened. She nodded at me, pursing her lips, raised her eyebrows as if apologizing with her eyes, and got off, immediately disappearing into the stream of people, and as soon as she was out of sight, I immediately felt anger at myself. "Come on, you jerk, move it, get going," — I said to myself and plunged into the human stream. I didn't see her on the platform, didn't see her on the escalators, but I pushed through the crowd and scrambled towards the exit. Bursting out onto the street, I looked around. There, a light mop of hair — if I'm lucky, it's her… I was lucky :)

I caught up with her and simply walked alongside, glancing in her direction. Noticing me, she made a funny scrunched-up face and closed her eyes, then cautiously opened them one after the other, as if checking — was she seeing things.

— I won't disappear, don't even ask — I grinned.

— Who said you could.

— Oh, really? Looks like I'm luckier than the holder of a million-dollar lottery ticket.

— A million? If I'm worth that much, can I get a little cash from that sum to buy a kitten? — she said, mimicking the Kid from Karlsson.

— Even two, just let me call work to warn them, otherwise I'll get fired and won't even have enough for one.

I called work and said I felt so sick on the way that I even turned back and definitely wouldn't be in for the next week, even if I'm lucky enough to stay alive :). Turning to her, I saw she was also talking to someone on the phone; I only heard "... yes, yes Anya, bye."

She turned and looked me straight in the eyes, — "I decided to skip too, otherwise it's somehow unfair."

I remember a thought flashed through my head: "This can't be called anything but a miracle."

We got acquainted and wandered around the park for half a day, then had lunch at some pizzeria, and then walked again.

In the evening, when I walked her home and asked for her phone number, she asked:

— Do you really need my number that much?

— No, I don't need it for a hundred years…

— Then why… — she began.

— I need you, and even if you don't give me your number — I'll still come and hang around here on the street until you pay attention to me.

— Do you have a thing for hanging out under windows? Don't you come into the house?

— Are you inviting me?

— And what will you pay for the roof over your head with? — sparks danced in her eyes.

— I'll cook you dinner — I smiled.

— You're a good one, I thought you'd start offering your body right away.

— That's optional — I smiled again.

— Well, come on then, chef, let's try your cooking.

But we never got to dinner.

When she was taking off her shoes, I held her by the waist:

— So you don't fall — I explained, in response to her raised eyebrows.

She turned to face me and I gently kissed her, slightly tugging her lower lip with mine. She closed her eyes and we kissed as if everything except kisses was forbidden to us, this continued until I started lightly nibbling her tongue. She grabbed me by the neck and pressed my lips to hers, she pulled so hard we both almost collapsed. I pressed her against the wall, her fingers dug into my back, my hands wandered over her body like an addict's, I reveled in her skin, softly kneading it and stroking it again. One button, a zipper — the skirt slid down. I raised her hands, pinned them above with one hand and lifted her chin with the other, kissing her neck. It was like I had a fever, I couldn't tear myself away from her neck, lightly touched it with my lips, nibbled, and ran the tip of my tongue over it. I pulled her T-shirt off over her head and immediately turned her around, continuing to caress her neck, took off her bra and started kissing her back, descending lower, kissing her thighs, I pulled down her panties. When I began to gently knead her thighs with my hands, she softly moaned, I kept kneading them and kissed her legs, her back, she started moaning more and more frequently, then with kisses I rose up and kissed her neck again, simultaneously pulling a condom from my pocket, unzipped my fly, without taking off my pants so as not to break away from her, and pulling out my cock, put the condom on it. She reached her hands back and hugged my neck. Turning her around, I picked her up in my arms — she wrapped her slender legs around me, and put her hands on my shoulders. I lifted her a bit higher and started kissing her breasts, enjoying the slightly salty taste and softness, with the fingers of my right hand I carefully stroked her lips, rubbing the moisture from her pussy into them. Her head was thrown back so it rested against the wall, occasionally she shook her head as if in a daze and moaned. Her pussy was already very wet and I penetrated it with my finger, making circular motions inside, she immediately pressed me to her chest, tightly, it even became hard to breathe, I wanted her madly, but I tried not to lose control. Pressing her against the wall and spreading her lips with my fingers as wide as possible, I slowly lowered her onto my cock. She tried to move on it herself, but I held her firmly against the wall, caressing her ear with my lips.

— Ummmmmm — pleaase… please — she exhaled.

Continuing to press her against the wall, I slowly withdrew my cock and then gently entered her again, then again gently, but faster, even faster, as I sped up she stopped moaning, only breathed heavily and pressed against me, I pulled her away from the wall, the girl immediately started helping, lifting her body with her hands and legs, which were wrapped around me. She impaled herself on the cock at the pace she needed, as if dancing a dance, stronger and stronger, finally she cried out, I felt her vagina contracting, but she didn't stop, only now she stopped lifting herself, just wriggled on it trying to sit deeper and moaned. Her arms weakened and I pressed her against the wall again. Making a few more movements with my cock, I pressed against her and froze, listening to her breathing and feeling trickles of sweat running down her and me. Then I carefully crouched, set her on the floor, supporting her, and came out of her.

My girl wrapped her arms around me and wanted to say something, but seemed to change her mind or just couldn't.

— Where's the bed? — I asked.

She weakly waved her hand towards one of the doors open to the hallway. I picked up my precious burden in my arms and carefully carried her into the room, laying her on the bed. Sat next to her, stroked her hair, her eyes were closed, her mouth was slightly open and she periodically licked droplets that appeared on her upper lip. Just a fairy tale. Echoes of lights from cars passing somewhere ran across her body, her skin seemed to flare up and shimmer, this was more hypnotic than hypnosis. I reached for her again, but she stopped me.

— Wait.

Sighing, I pulled off the condom and went to wash up. Splashing water on my face, I thought that the lottery million had probably turned into five :) When I returned she was sitting

in the dark on the bed, legs crossed and smiling.

— Don't go far from me, — she said and patted the bed next to her.

— I wasn't planning to.

She started undressing me, dodging my kisses, unbuttoned my shirt, trousers and pulled them down along with my underwear, then pushed me onto the bed and pulled everything off me, then sat on my hips. Taking off my shirt, I finally caught her.

Kissing her with my lips, I started stroking her breasts, running my fingers over her nipples, she dug into me with her lips and tried to get closer, to press against me. Running my hands through her hair, I kissed her face, sometimes returning to her lips, then went down to her breasts again and started stroking her nipple with my right hand, pulling a condom from my trouser pocket with my left.

— Wait with that, — she broke away from my lips.

— I want, — she inhaled, — I want your cock, I want it.

I turned over, kissed her neck, then, leaning on my hands, entered her sharply, my girl grabbed my hands and exhaled almost inaudibly. Her vagina was simply wet, I started entering sharply and deeply.

— Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes… — escaped from her with each thrust, I started staying inside her after each thrust and pushed my cock several times, trying to penetrate as deeply as possible, we weren't making love anymore, I was fucking her as hard and fast as I could, she didn't move, only spread her legs wider and wider, opening up to meet my cock, gasped for air, and those quiet moans, interrupted by my movements, aroused me wildly, I kept fucking her hole with long strokes, this continued until she reached out with her hands and, pressing my buttocks to her, moaned, the muscles of her stomach contracted, and my cock was squeezed by her vagina. I kissed her breasts until she opened her eyes.

— M-mmmmmmm, — she licked her lips.

— So you want more?

She didn't have time to answer. I lifted her by the hands, and placing them on the bed, entered her from behind. She lowered her head between her arms, her body was tired, but her vagina was wet and very hot. I grabbed her ass and impaled her on my cock, moving to meet her, after enjoying her moans, I entered deeply and started making circular motions with my cock. She took one of her breasts with her hand, teasing the nipple, then I decided to add sensations and, leaning over, started massaging her clitoris, she moaned.

— Harder, harder — she demanded.

I started entering to the full length, continuing to massage her clitoris, with the thumb of my other hand I started caressing her other hole. She arched her back and, letting go of her breast, braced both hands on the bed.

— Harder… even harder… come on more…

I grabbed her by the hips and literally started pulling her onto my cock, then moved one hand to her buttock and, squeezing it, pulled and kept intensely thrusting into her.

— Mm-yesss, harder, I'm beggging…

She started rising a little on her tiptoes so the cock would penetrate from bottom to top, I crouched a little and the cock started rubbing against her clitoris with each movement, and I, massaging her anus with my finger, gently pressed into it. She moaned louder, I simply couldn't fuck her faster anymore, but she begged:

— Faster… harderrrr-a-a-a…

Then I started straightening up a little, pulling her up slightly with my finger in her ass, this made her rise on her tiptoes as high as she could, continuing to enter her from bottom to top I put one foot on the bed and sped up the pace, she could barely hold on but the tension only brought her closer to orgasm, she fell onto the bed, slipping off my cock, I dropped down after her, pressing her with my body, made a few strong thrusts and came inside her contracting vagina.

— That was extraordinary, — I don't remember who said it — me or her.

The next evening, I rang her doorbell. When she opened it, I was happy because she was happy.

I gave her a kitten.