Café de La Place. Summer evening. Seven PM. Terrasse buzzes. Paul waits in shadows. Green eyes lock mine. I sit close. Décolleté plunges to navel. Lace hugs curves. His gaze dives. I lower mine. Play submissive. Porto hits tongue. Talk sparks. Life. Jobs. Loves. My foot grazes his calf. Circles rise. Tease. He shifts. Knows. Hand slips under jacket. Fingers find his crotch. Heat throbs through denim. Mine wets. Instant. He whispers. Tonight, my slut. Orders my body. I smile. Risk it. Walk out. City hums slow. Five minutes to his flat. Door slams. Mutation hits. Mask cracks. Day lawyer gone. Secret heroine rises. Hair gripped. Pulled to bed. Kiss deep. Bites. I chase his mouth. He pulls back. Tease. I yield. Then seize. Suck cock hard. Saliva floods. Eyes down. But fire builds. He licks ass. Pussy. Tongue flicks clit. I shatter. Cum screams silent.
Bed shakes. Power flips. Grab his head. Nails red. Bend him. Four fingers probe ass. Tight clench. He growls. Prostate pulses. I sweat. Control mine. He nearly blows on my face. No. I deny. Four paws. Mirror watch. Ass waves. His thumb invades. Three fingers ram pussy. Dirty words fly. ‘Widening your holes.’ I buck. Cum waves crash. Beg cock. He teases lips. Denies. I snap. ‘Fuck me now.’ Slam in. Deep. Raw. Pull out. Thrust. ‘Love my cock, slut?’ ‘Yes, savage. Pound.’ Rhythms sync. City night creeps. I claw sheets. Explode. He pulls. Bites ass. Mark blooms. Laughs. Happy. Suck again. Lips smack. Hand strokes. Cum blasts cheeks. Tits. I clean. Tongue laps.
The Mutation
Doorbell shrills. Ignore. Kiss wars. Saliva mixes sweat. Insistent ring. Keys jangle. Door bursts. Ingrid. Blonde goddess. Tears. ‘Love?’ Paul snaps. Over. She sobs. Pathos. I rise. Naked power. Hand lifts tee. No bra. Nipples perk. Suck hard. Bite. She melts. Stretches. I straddle. Devour tits. Switch. She breathes fire. Hands my hair. I spin. Pussy hovers face. Undo shorts. Tongue dives. Expert. Mine hunts clit. Paul strokes. Cock arcs. Inches from us. Threesome ignites. I command. Lick. Suck. Bodies grind. Adrenaline peaks. Pussies pulse. His tip nears. I own night.
Dawn hints. Slip away. Dress quiet. Paul sleeps. Ingrid curls. Street swallows me. Lawyer mask slips on. Secret burns inside. Stronger. Unbreakable. City bows.