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I knew exactly three things about Astrid, besides her name of course.
One. She was Swedish. If her name wasn’t enough of a hint, her height partnered with hair the color of wheat and blue eyes that put the sky to shame sealed the deal. Oh, and I should mention that her nearly impeccable English was colored by an obvious accent as well.
Two. She was single. No, I didn’t ask. She volunteered the information right before she started leading me up the stairs and shortly after she’d announced, purring into my ears, that she needed to suck my cock.
And Three. She was a dirty girl. Or so she’d told me. I had no reason to believe otherwise.
Up until I met her, the party had been a bit of a bore. I’d really just planned to make an appearance, stay for a drink or two, and then slip out without anyone noticing. That was before I’d met Astrid.
A few other things I observed as we slipped into one of the upstairs bedrooms and she closed the door behind us. Although her tits were a bit smaller than I usually liked them, her almost perfect ass made up for that minuscule imperfection. And her smile as she sank to her knees and deftly unzipped my pants, her face upturned so that I could see the lust in her eyes, was brilliant. I was so hard that it was a relief when she freed my cock and guided it to her mouth. Transfixed, I watched her lips part as it disappeared into her warm and very wet mouth. Sheer bliss.
For several minutes, the only sound in the room was of her sucking and slurping while I groaned with pleasure. I wasn’t going to last long if she kept it up. Placing my hand on the top of her head, my fingers cupping the back of her skull, I slowly humped her face, fucking her mouth like it was a cunt. By then, she had lifted her skirt to reveal a pair of lavender panties with a prominent wet patch.
“Stop,” she panted, suddenly pulling back. “Slow down. I want to make it last.”
I groaned with frustration and was gifted with a delightful laugh. “I’ll make it worth your while.”
It occurred to me that, although I knew her name, she didn’t know mine. Not that it mattered all that much at that moment.
“Piss in my mouth first,” she breathed, fumbling at the buttons on her sweater to reveal a bra that matched her panties.
“Please?” She pleaded as I hesitated.
“For me, you’ll try?”
I simply nodded, closing my eyes as she took me in her mouth again, trying to relax. Fortunately, I’d had several beers shortly before we’d met, trying to at least make an effort into socializing. Enough that it didn’t take long to realize that my bladder was fairly full.
I watched as she slipped out of her sweater and pulled the cups of her bra down, revealing her hard pink nipples. They were so swollen with lust that they almost pulsed. Her lips were soft against the soft skin of my cock, her tongue gentle as she caressed my sensitive head.
While I did my best to coax piss from my cock for her, she pulled her skirt up around her waist and spread her knees as wide as she could, her eyes closed, her chest heaving with each breath, her mouth tightening around my prick, moaning softly and then louder as her hips pushed forward and the wet spot on her crotch blossomed. Watersports had never been a thing for me, but watching her kneeling there, almost writhing in ecstasy as she pissed her panties, pee running down the insides of her thighs and pooling on the hardwood floor slowly, and then faster as she tugged them aside and began to furiously rub her clit was the hottest thing I'd ever seen.
“Please,” she moaned almost frantically, the word almost indecipherable. It didn’t matter, I knew what she wanted. I let myself go, my cock twitching in her mouth, jerking against her teeth as a few drops escaped, followed by a meager stream. Once it began, though, there was no stopping it. I was hard, but not hard enough to stop. I began to piss in earnest as she did her best to gulp it down, much of it leaking from the corners of her mouth and dripping off her chin and onto her tits.
“Fuck,” she moaned, pulling suddenly back so that the stream of warm piss hit her in the face, leaning back until it was splashing on her tits, her fingers suddenly inside her dripping cunt, thrusting so hard that they made an audible sound, her piss cascading over her hand as she began to tremble from head to toe, hips rolling, tits shaking, her gasps coming faster and faster until she let out an orgasmic cry and began to shudder, my piss running down her taut belly and joining hers.
“Oh, god, oh god, oh god,” she managed before taking me in her mouth again, taking my entire cock down her throat, her lips pressed against my balls as I tangled my fingers into her hair, holding her head still while I face fucked her, feeling something building deep within. Even if I’d wanted to, I couldn’t have stopped, so deep was the pleasure. Finally, with a groan, I exploded, spurting cum down her throat. And again, before she could react. The third time, she’d pushed me back enough so that I came all over her pretty pink mouth and her face. And again, this time on her left tit, covering her stiff nipple before sinking to my knees before her, panting for breath, helplessly watching her lick her lips clean of my cum and smearing it all over her other chest, until she glistened with cum and piss.
“You like?” she breathed, her accent more pronounced than it had been earlier.
“Yes. Jesus Christ.”
She giggled at that.
“Told you I was dirty.”
“What else do dirty girls like to do?” I wondered out loud.
The smile she gave me was enigmatic. “Take men they’ve just met home and let them fuck me in the ass. You mind?”
We snuck out through the garage, Astrid wearing a pair of soaking wet panties and a bra and out to my car. She was going to make a mess of the seat but I figured it was worth it. Once inside, she slipped out of her underwear and ceremoniously rolled down the window and dropped them on the pavement as I drove off.
“Right at the stop sign,” she told me, reclining her seat as far as it would go, her hand between her legs as she carelessly stroked her pussy. “I should mention. My roommate might be home.”
“That going to be a problem?”
She shrugged and closed her eyes as she slipped a pair of fingers into her wet cunt.
“Not unless you mind sharing.”
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