The Unexpected Once

I never wanted to do it in a car. It always seemed too we-have-to-have-sex-now-or-my-libido-will-explode. Still, with some guys I tried. But I stopped before the foreplay took its road. Then I met her. I knew she wanted to fuck me all over, I could see it in her eyes when she put on her slightly mean face and leaned herself back to the fence in the club, almost falling down into the crowd. I guess she wouldn't mind if you fell, she'd keep her badass look, get herself another beer and check out the body of the hot chick on the dancefloor.

So she came on to me, I told her to not even try because I am very much immune to her and the games she does. She played it somewhere between cool and hard. God knows it worked. 

She took me to a party. Just you and me, she said. Yeah right, I replied. So many chicks, some damn fuckable, some there just to make the place full. Still she never let me go, she danced around me, with me, pushing me to the wall and diving with her fingers to some rather forbidden places. Well, I'm not sure I could call them forbidden, after all, my thighs have been involved in many accidents. Ok, I'll stop being such a Mary Lou and say that if it wasn't for such a bloody conservative society we live in, I'd make all the shiny bulbs shine directly onto your hands on my breasts. I'm sure you wouldn't mind, probably it would be a reason more for you to do it. So much about low profile, huh?

I could hardly wait for the party to finish, the music wasn't that good in a first place and the drinks aren't so sweet when you're broke. So we left. Home. Of course. Where else. I couldn't keep my eyes of her neck. Or her lips, for that matter. We sat into the car, ignoring the fact that maybe we should talk a bit and went straight to kissing. She doesn't know how to kiss slowly, gently, at least not to my knowledge. She eats you, bit by bit, lip by lip, sometimes her teeth hit yours to the extent when you spontaneously move back. But you return right away. Her touch is the same. She grabs you, she has more passion in her than...ah, i don't know! She stripped me, not caring about permissions, so I did the same to her, we fought for control, I thought I won, but she stroke back, her head was above mine all the time, she stopped for a second to look me straight in the eyes, she looked down making me think that perhaps she has a soul, she fucked me so hard that I felt her in me for another week. It all lasted surprisingly short, but... I could swear the mountaines moved.