Eat Me Out Pt. 02

I took a shower first thing I could after I slept like a rock. It felt so good to take all the layers of dirt and grease out of my body. The only thing I was sad to wash was in between my fair legs. I cherished any residue of my friend's saliva down there.

Anyway, once it was done, I took a walk down the mall. I looked refreshed and happy to have food (she had left a coupon for a coffee and toast). The crunchiness and the softness of the toasted bread and butter, it relished my soul.

Food, done. Clothes, still fresh from yesterday. But I was bored. Super bored. There was no drive to survive anymore. I had my little bunker, my friend who would come later, but what would I do until then?

Then it occurred to me what to do, like a perfect little idea.

And there I was, sitting again in the coffee shop where it all started. I would watch her, just watch her. See what she would do, who she would talk to, while I pretended to be on my phone, the only belonging from my past.

Her turn started at 14:00. She arrived in a hurry, put on an apron with the coffee shop brand logo, and attended to customers, not noticing me at all. Her look was calm and refreshed, as always. Her lips moved to the sound of her words, but my mind thought of them in another way.

My thoughts were suddenly cut short.

"Hey there, cutie." - said a surfer-looking guy, around my age, who just sat as if someone who just doesn't give a fuck.

"Sorry, do I know you?" - I asked.

"No, but you could." - he smiled cringely. - "Look. Let me get you something, maybe a coffee?"

"Or maybe you can just back off?" - I insisted.

He saw it in my eyes, and then, I saw it in his.

"Ok, ok, sorry. I will back down." - he said apprehensively.

"Wait." - I grabbed him by his arm, stopping him from leaving- "We can talk, but not here. Come with me."

I brought him by his arm and took him with me, the same as my friend had done the previous day. At some point, we found ourselves running, and he kept asking where I was taking him. I kept replying: you'll see.

We got down to my place, my small bunker. He saw the bed, I saw it too, and like the good boy he was, he understood what was about to happen.

It was quick, I have to say, and it was good for my ego. The fact that I still got it. I brought him to the bed with me; he did the rest. He almost ripped my clothes and only stopped once he got access to what he wanted, my bare, naked ass.

From there, I gave him my back, and he penetrated me until he came. He lasted not more than a few minutes. He came, unprotected, inside of me. When taking out his dick, some of his thick cum came down the sheets, and that concerned me.

"Fuck that was gooooood." - he said.

"Yeah" - I replied, followed quickly by - "You have to go now, you know. The janitor will come soon."

"Oh, right. But what about you?" - he asked.

"I'll be fine, just go."

And so he went, but not before stopping right at the start of the stairs and yelling out of a sudden:

"Oh god. You scared me! What is this woman doing here?"

Oh fuck.

I was still on my knees, but rapidly fell on my back. She entered the room, my friend, looking at my vulnerable figure: a roasted pussy with some cream on top. Ridiculous, I thought.

"I can explain..." - I started.

"No, you don't. It's ok, you are only a woman after all, and young, and full of life. I was like that before you know."

She stood by the door, with her hand laid on the sides.

"I met him in the coffee shop. I was waiting for you. But... I kinda stole his watch."

Her eyes widened, and her expression opened even more:

"You what? Jesus. You stole that guy's watch?"

"It 's worth maybe 5 grand, at least."

"Are you crazy? He will report it."

"I don't think he will be reporting that he was robbed after fucking with a homeless girl, in a secret dark room down a shopping mall. I guess he will take this with him to his grave."

She looked at me, kinda disappointed, but at the same time understanding better who I was. But for a moment, her eyes travelled down my body, still naked, and still not washed up from what had just happened.

"He came on you?"

"He did."

"Do you want to take the emergency pill? I can get it for you."

"No need, I can't get pregnant. Genetics." - I said.

Silence was between us, but her eyes still wandered around, occasionally fixating on mine. For a moment, this quick, brief moment, I sensed in her what I sensed the day before. A type of hunger that could only be satisfied in one way. It was almost painful to watch.

"I didn't cum.".- I continued - "He just dumped his load on me and left, you go figure."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. And to be honest, just between us? I wished he had eaten me out. I loved being eaten out after a good fuck, that makes me cum right away." - I said, throwing it in the air, waiting maybe for someone to catch my bait.

I noticed as I spoke that I had spread out even more my legs, and a little stream of the thick cum was going down on my ass. I think my entire body was screaming for her to eat me at that moment, and I am just glad that she sensed my throbbing pussy.

The next thing I know, she was kissing my pussy lips. I was filled with cum, there is no other way of putting it. Mixed with my own, yes, but mostly from the other guy. I guess that didn't bother her, either. I thought it might, but it didn't.

This time, she not only used her masterful tongue, but also her tumb. I wouldn't say it was even better, since the standard was very high, but since I had just been fucked hard, now having her finnesse to make me cum hard... Let's just say I really had to exchange sheets that night.

She went to get a new pair of sheets right after I came on her face. For a second, just for a second, I thought she wanted me to have her. That happened as soon as I came; she looked as if she was going to explode, red as a pepper. But no, the tension diffused, and she just left to get the sheets.

I didn't know how I felt about it. I have to be clear that I never thought of myself with another woman, ever. The guy was hot, I felt that, and I was eager for him, but he cared little about me. Dumped and gone, that's what happened.

The moment he approached me, I noticed his very expensive watch and saw the opportunity for a good fuck and easy, quick money. I had never done that before, to be honest, but it felt great. It just happens that I hadn't orgasmed with him, but I did with my friend, nameless until the moment she returned.

"I'm Maya, by the way, I think we haven't told our names," - she said

"And I'm Lucy, nice to meet you" - I smiled.

Nothing else was spoken that day, and she left me there, with my thoughts, and with sex hormones flowing freely in my body.