My apartment is always hot. My damn landlord is to cheap to get the AC fixed and he's a pervert who likes seeing the women come in and out sweating and our clothes clinging to our bodies.
I had a late night last night. Boys were buying me tequila all night hoping that my clothes would come off, no doubt, and maybe for one of them it would have worked but his friend decided to get handsy. Too bad, normally I love a man to handle by C cup tits a little on the rough side but when I returned the favor I swear his tiny dick came and any spark of arousal that the tit grab had vanished.
But as a rolled over in my sweat drenched sheets the ringing of far off sirens filled my head. I need a man bad I thought to myself as I pulled on my right nipples and let my hand slip under my thong and found my clit and her triple piercings that always kept my cunt wet and ready.
It didn't take long for me to want to cum but I really really needed a big fat orgasm and quick wasn't going to scratch that itch.
Building and building as I flicked my piercings and clit I could feel my pussy lurch as she needed a cock in her. I quickly reached for my favorite Bad Dragon. No necessarily a cock but if I can ever find a man who's tongue can fuck me like 'Tommy' can I'd...
BAM BAM BAM
Ugh... just when things were going to get good.
I threw on my silk robe and went to my door. Looking through the peep hole I was astonished. I've never seen a man so strong and so... BAM BAM BAM.
I open the door, maybe a little too fast as my tit comes out as my robe opens just enough.
He pushes his way past me and I close the door behind him. Those sirens are louder and seem to be all around the apartment building.
"Thanks for letting me in" he said, fast like he was running away. He was running away. Damn a bad boy. A bad sexy hunky boy.... Man. My pussy gushed, my heart leapt.
"No problem... are your... friends looking for you?"
"Yeah yeah a bit of a misunderstanding..." I could see he was eying me up from the pixie cut jet black hair down to my manicured toes...
"Do they know your face?" I had to ask. Wondering what it would be like to sit on it and what his strong jaw would feel like.
"No, I don't think so"
"Good, look ummm you're not a serial killer are you?"
"No," he chuckles, "just a one time failed car jacker."
I could hear the police talking to my neighbor, searching for my hunky guest.
"Take off your clothes, ditch them behind the couch"
"Wait what why" he stutters even as he takes his shirt off.
"They know what you were wearing, so you can't be wearing... it" there it was cock heaven. His large purple head hung down between his legs more than half way down to his knees. His shaft looked thick and it looked like his balls hadn't been drained in a few days... my pussy went into overdrive with lust... I was dripping down my legs and I.... Fuck it, I needed that cock. I strutted towards him untying my robe as I approached him and pressed my lips to his.