“Look what happened,” I say, holding my phone up for her to read. The news of the attempted shooting is everywhere.
“Fuck me,” she says. “How the fuck did stuff like that happen, and I’m not there?”
I laugh because that girl has absolutely no self-preservation instincts.
“I mean it,” she says. “I might need to switch to your major after all. I can’t stand economics.”
“You didn’t even go to classes once,” I say, quickly brushing my finger over her nose.
“Yeah, of course not, why would it?”
“You might actually enjoy it.”
“Did you see the people? They’re daddy’s slick boys who all think they can stick their disgusting penises in me.”
“True,” I say, and have to laugh hard. Her hand suddenly lands on my throat as she pushes my head back.
“How about I get your mind off things a bit?” she says and brushes with her lips down my neck.
“I deffo need a pick-me-up,” I say. “Exhausted af.”
“Kitchen counter,” she says and pushes herself off me. “Join me in the bedroom without any of those clothes. You’ll like what I did with it.”
I’m not sure I will, but who am I to say no to a woman naked in my bed?
So I heave myself up, do a line, feel the rush, and finally find my energy again. I walk to the bedroom and drop my clothes while looking through the frame.
It’s a good thing El kneels naked on the bed and glances provocatively at me with a harness in one hand and a dildo in the other, because otherwise I would have lost my shit. My bedroom has somehow transformed into how I imagine to look a porn set to be like.
A silver bull statue sits in the corner with hooks attached to it and stares at me. I don’t even want to know what it’s meant for. After the delivery of a fucking machine last week, I am beyond questioning anything.
The bed is a different one now, with a massive headboard and hooks on it. And then my eyes land on the monumental close-up of a vulva on the wall to my left. I mean, it’s hot, but it’s massive.
“Like it?” she asks.
“It’s…” I begin. “A lot of pussy.”
“Exactly,” she says, beaming. “Now come here, I want to ride you while I watch that pussy.”
I take the harness from her and strap in. In the meantime, she starts fingering herself while watching me. When I’m done with the harness, she sucks the dildo wet. She really has no inhibitions, and I like it. A lot. Because it makes everything so easy.
I grasp her face and bend down to kiss her when she is done sucking. While I kiss her, I first kneel on the bed and then turn to sit on it. She gave me clear instructions after all.
I lean back slightly and support myself with my arms on the bed, the dildo standing high.
She climbs onto me and sits down on the dildo with her back to me. She gasps slightly; it is by all means not a small one, and then she starts riding.
I watch her perfectly shaped silhouette, as she aches and moves her ass up and down—and something in my core stirs. Seeing the dildo entering her, the vulva picture in the background—it’s hot.
At some point, I start to push up my hips in response to her movement.
She moans and begins touching herself. It is not just hot. It’s unbelievably erotic how she gets herself off without. She is so careless, so free, so consuming?—
I want to touch her, too. So I do.
I push my hands off the bed, grasp around her, so close she can’t move, and then, I fuck her with fast thrusts until she screams.
“Oh, gods! I’m so gonna come!”
