𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄 ➪t.holland

𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 • 𝑻𝑾𝑶

"Fuck─fuck, don't stop!" You groaned as your legs thrashed around the man's head─a man that you'd only met just then.

His lips sucked harshly on your clit as his tongue kept lapping at your dripping pussy.

Your sheets were messed around, filled with sweat and cum as the man continued to do his work.

This wasn't exactly your plan: to get off by fucking a random man. You usually satisfied yourself with your own purchased pleasures. But right now, you needed something a little extra. The stress from trying to find a new job was getting to you and unfortunately,  you didnt cope with it to the best you could. Surely a little help from an actual human would help.

"Oh, fuck!" You couldn't help but moan, as he sucked the cum out of you and lapped at the squirts your pussy was producing.

The relief of his tongue and mouth was the only relief you got after eating that junky meal you had almost a week ago and now you needed something that was a little more relieving than the toys you owned.

"Fuck, uhh!"

You came hard as the heavy squirts of your pussy urged him to keep going with his actions, making sure to ride out your high all the way. This man did not give a care in the world. His mouth bit sucked and licked everything. His teeth occasionally grazed your asshole and it felt nothing like your toys. It was pretty good, you thought.

Something different that you needed.

Your legs continued to shake as he kept going with his actions and once you tapped him on the shoulder, he stopped, finally lifting his lips off your sensitive heat as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"You good?" He asked.

"Yea" You whispered, rubbing your clit with your fingers to remove all the excess sensitivity.

He began to put on his clothes as you did the same, concluding the events of what just happened.

"Will I see you again?" He asked once he was all dressed with his wallet and phone in hand, standing by the door of your room, his posture ready to leave.

"Maybe, maybe not" You answered and he replied with a nod and tiny smile.

Once he opened his umbrella, he stepped out in London's usual rain and you watched out your window as his figure disappeared away from your house.

Just as he left, your phone chimed an email notification. You received emails often so this one was something you weren't expecting.

The relief from reading that message could not top off the relief you received just before. The first thing you felt was a tinge of hope, continued by a wave of excitement.

"Fuck yea" You mumbled gratefully with a small relieving smile.

A window has opened and you weren't sure if you should take a big leap but you were definitely going through that window with high hopes and positive attitude.