Diseased Core Dissolving

Bethune Road as directed, two minutes to twelve. Anna’s number in my phone, dial. Answering on the third ring, giving me final directions. A blue wooden door opening. There before me Anna, exactly the person of the photo, in bulky sweatshirt and training pants.

Smiling, stepping aside to let me in, taking me to a smallish room, curtains drawn, dominated by a double bed.

A silence, Anna appraising me. A rookie. Smiling, putting out her hand, you need to pay me first. Giving her three twenties. Just wait a minute darling. Walking out, closing the door, taking the money elsewhere.

The door reopening. Anna returning, coming straight to me, hand round the back of my head, soft lips on mine. Pulling gently at my shirt to get it off.

Shedding our clothes. Anna’s kisses moving to my neck and chest, stomach. She sitting on the bed, me standing, holding my penis, taking it into her mouth, working it gently with her hand. Taking it out. Patting the bed, showing me where to lie. Both getting comfortable, me on my back, she lying across me, cock in her mouth.

Relaxation spreading over my body in a soft quivering wave. A hard inner diseased core dissolving. My hand stroking the skin of her arm and shoulder and back, learning her curves and bones and musculature and texture. Her hand sliding rhythmically round my cock, tongue flicking my glans.

After a while, rearranging ourselves. Anna on her back, me with my head between her legs, licking her. She lifting her knees high, opening herself. A shared enjoyment, no reluctant sighs of resignation, no oh-well-if-you-have-to’s, no grimaces. The strong clean bittersweet smell of her juices. Her clitoris small and tight under my tongue.

Unhurried minutes tasting her. Moving again. Anna reaching for a condom, putting it on expertly. She kneeling on all fours, me entering her from behind. Her shoulders lowering to the mattress, her back curving inwards, her buttocks high and separated. Me inside her, looking down at her strong back and beautiful open ass and entered pussy.

An otherworldly silence enveloping the universe, things becoming still. Just the motion of thrusting and the sense of shallow breathing. The silence slowly deepening. Then a crack of lightning and my whole body caught in an arching spasm. A whimpering groan coming from somewhere inside. Two seconds, nothing but me and Anna and an empty world.

Legs buckling, body collapsing, falling onto the bed. Next moment of awareness, lying on my back, Anna beside me, head on my shoulder. Looking at me. Smiling. Speaking softly. You needed that, baby.