In the heart of the bustling city, I saw her. A dark-skinned beauty, her hair a wild, untamed mess. She stood on the street corner, half-naked, her body a canvas of tattoos and piercings. Her eyes, dark and mysterious, pulled me in, and I knew I had to have her.
I approached her, my heart racing. She looked at me, a smirk playing on her lips. I could tell she was used to men staring, but I wasn’t just any man. I wanted her, and I was going to have her.
“Hey there,” I said, my voice low and seductive. “What’s a beautiful woman like you doing out here all alone?”
She raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Just trying to make a living,” she said, her voice husky.
I took a step closer, our bodies almost touching. I could feel the heat radiating off of her. “Well, I’m willing to make a deal with you,” I said, my hand reaching out to touch her arm.
She looked at me, a glint in her eye. “What kind of deal?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I’ll pay you for your time,” I said, my fingers tracing circles on her arm. “And in return, you can do whatever you want to me.”
She smiled, her teeth bright against her dark skin. “Deal,” she said, her hand reaching out to touch my chest.
We found a secluded alley, hidden from the prying eyes of the city. I pressed her against the wall, my lips finding hers. Our tongues danced together, the taste of her lips intoxicating.
My hands roamed her body, feeling every curve and edge. I pulled off her top, revealing her bare breasts. I leaned down, taking one nipple into my mouth. She moaned, her head falling back against the wall.
I moved my hand down, feeling the heat between her legs. She was wet, ready for me. I slipped a finger inside of her, feeling her muscles clench around me.
She reached down, her hand finding my cock. She stroked me, her grip firm. I groaned, my head falling back.
I pulled off her pants, leaving her in just her underwear. I knelt down, my tongue finding her clit. She moaned, her hands reaching down to tangle in my hair.
I licked and sucked, her moans growing louder. She was close, so close. I slipped a finger inside of her, feeling her muscles clench around me.
She came, her body shuddering. I stood up, my cock pressing against her. She looked at me, her eyes dark with desire.
I entered her, feeling her muscles clench around me. We moved together, our bodies in sync. I could feel another orgasm building inside of her.
I reached down, my fingers finding her clit. I rubbed circles around it, feeling her muscles clench around me. She came again, her body shuddering.
I followed, my orgasm ripping through me. I collapsed on top of her, our bodies slick with sweat.
We stayed there for a moment, our bodies tangled together. And then she pushed me away, her eyes cold.
“Thanks for the orgasm,” she said, her voice cold. “But that’s all it was.”
She walked away, leaving me alone in the alley. But I didn’t care. I had had her, and that was all that mattered.
