Runaway

He backed up a step and looked in. She was washing her neck, then moved the washrag down to her chest. She looked up and caught him looking. He heard her giggle as he hurried from sight.
Dave found that his dick was hard. The brief glance showed that she was not only young, she was beautiful with a killer figure. If she could ever get the dirt off, she would be beautiful. He found himself planning accidents. He could accidentally back into the door and knock it open. He could take her a towel and accidently look in. There were many possibilities. Part of him wanted to leave her in peace. She had the right to be safe and unmolested. The other part wanted to throw her on the bed and fuck her brains out. The internal struggle was killing him.

“Do you have a dousche?” she called. Dave’s eyes bugged out. He thought about the few girls who had been in the house. No, none had left a dousche.
“No, sorry.”
“A turkey baster?”
“Yeah,” he said in surprise. “Now why… oh.”

He took a good look before handing her the baster. Her body was clean. It was lightly tanned, compact, and sexy as hell. It had taken on a golden shine in the subtle lights of the bathroom. The tan on her hands and face was much darker than the rest of her body. But God, how perfect her compact little body looked. Every nook and cranny spelled sex.

“You like?” she asked with a smile, looking down at her own body and spreading her hands.
“My God, you’re beautiful,” he gasped.
“Am I? I used to be pudgy. But I haven’t eaten well lately. I guess I lost some weight.”
“You’re perfect. I can’t believe all that was hidden beneath those dirty clothes. What a waste.”
“Thanks. Can I have that?” she reached for the baster. He handed it to her and turned to get her a towel.

“I haven’t been this clean in a year,” she said. Dave heard the sound of the baster slurping up water, then spitting it out again. His cock was aching unbearably. He held the towel in front of it as he returned. She didn’t even try to hide. Sitting on the edge of the tub, she had her legs spread and the baster half way up her pussy. As he watched she squeezed the ball. Water cascaded out of her pussy. He restrained a moan of desire.

“I need to shave,” she said, looking at her armpit, then up at him with a smile.
“There are disposable razors over there,” he pointed at the counter. “I’ll just go and…” his words trailed off. He hurried out of the room. He badly needed to masturbate. His balls were hurting from the restrained passion. He seldom had sex on a regular basis, and most of the time any sex he had was with a whore. He didn’t like relationships.

Dave hurried to the spare bathroom, locked the door and hurried to the toilet. In a moment he was bent foward with his hand stroking his huge piece of meat with blinding speed. Visions of the cute girl filled his mind. He repeatedly saw the vision of water cascading out of her slightly hairy pussy. It was magnificent. Dave moaned and leaned well forward. He pointed his cock into the toilet and shuddered, as it spurted it’s thick cream into the cold water. Looking down into the toilet guiltily, he flushed he toilet and hurried back to the bedroom.

Dave couldn’t believe how the night was turning out. The first thing he needed to do was find an excuse for missing work tomorrow. There was no way he would pass up a chance with this girl, if he could get into her… his pants. With any luck, it could last all night long. He laid down on the bed, still thinking of excuses. Moments later, Dave fell asleep.

“How do I look?” Dave was startled out of his nap by Linda’s gentle voice. He rubbed his sleep-filled eyes and looked up at a vision of beauty. She was naked from the upper thigh down. Dave belatedly realized that he had forgotten underwear.
“Fantastic,” Dave gasped. “But you forgot the… bottoms.”
“They would be a bother while I sleep. Don’t you think?”
“Y… yeah,” he gasped, watching her crawl into bed. He was suddenly nervous. She smelled good, she looked fantastic, and her legs showed an enticing amount of thigh. He had occasional glimpses of dark flesh and brown hair. His cock was hurting.

“Are you glad you took me in?” she asked as she patted the pillow into place.
“Oh yeah, real glad,” he said, moving closer to her. He reached out tentatively and touched her cheek. She closed her eyes, obviously enjoying his touch.
“I miss that,” she said in a quiet voice.
“Miss what?”
“A touch. Homeless people are rarely touched. They are dirty and mistrusted, shunned, cursed and brushed aside. But they are never touched. I don’t know how long I’ve longed for a touch.”
“You are so cute,” he said, for lack of a better word. She had a cute round face, slight dimples and a sprinkling of freckles on her nose and cheeks. She was moderately beautiful, but awesomely cute.
“Thanks.”
He looked at her mouth when she spoke. He wanted to kiss her, but had she brushed her teeth? If so, she must have used his tooth brush. He didn’t like that idea. He would have to get a new one.
“I’m clean everywhere,” she said, seeing his look.

“Sorry, it’s just… well you were a mess,” he said regretfully.
“Not by choice. And right now I need you to fuck me. I don’t mean make love, I mean fuck. I want to be fucked hard, with no strings attached. I’ve waited too long for this. Ah, do you eat pussy?”

“Damned!” Dave yelled, not knowing what to say. He turned off the light and lay there in the dark beside her, thinking, fantasizing about having her beautiful young body.
“Yes, sometimes,” he finally admitted. He paused for a moment then rolled over on top of Linda with a moan. He sought her mouth and kissed her passionately. Breathing through their noses, they inhaled deeply, noisily, while their mouths locked and their bodies intertwined. Dave’s hands roamed across Linda’s body, seeking every warm, sensual area of her body. Minutes passed unnoticed. Still locked in their passionate kiss, Dave’s hands crept to Linda’s breasts and began kneading them. They were small and so firm, perfectly shaped and delicious, now that they were clean.

Dave broke the kiss and swiveled until his mouth came into contact with her breast. Like a starving infant, he sought the nipple and claimed it with his eager mouth. Linda gave a loud cry and grabbed his head, holding it to her chest.

“I love being touched,” she whispered into the dark. Dave’s heart ached at that lonely cry. He massaged her left breast while he supped on her right nipple. Her hands petted his hair gently, while holding him close. He sensed when she wanted him to move to the other breasts. He broke contact with her stiff nipple and licked his way from one breast to the other. He nuzzled the warm cone of flesh for a moment, then claimed her second nipple. It was already hard, aching to be sucked. He fondled her right breast with his left hand, while suckling on her stiffened nipple. She moaned and twisted beneath him. He could smell the aroma of an excited pussy. It beckoned to him, calling him like words could not. He whined slightly, broke contact and began licking his way down toward her pussy.

Linda’s breath came in broken gasps. Dying of anticipation, she held her breath, then expelled it noisily, as he worked his way south to her womanhood. Now laying beside her, he found it and immediately clamped his mouth over her gently rounded mound from above. She cried out and threw her legs wide, thrusting her pussy up to his warm mouth.

“Oh God,” she yelled. Her entire body was shuddering. He had only eaten for pussy for seconds, but she was acting like she was about to cum. Then she did cum. Dave ate her pulsing pussy quickly, trying to add more stimulation to her hot flesh. She had not cum in months, his slight mouthings were enough to bring her to a crest. He eagerly nuzzled and sucked her sweet cunt, until she fell back on the bed and relaxed. He waited with her womanhood in his mouth, then finally probed her wet flesh with the tip of his tongue. She gasped in response, but did not warn him away. Her pussy was ready for the second round.

He swiveled around and laid on top of her. Her mouth came up out of the darkness and found his. He kissed her urgently, while his manhood slid forward and entered her vulva.
“Oh yes!” she cried, heaving up off the bed. Her body arched beneath him. She held his body in a death grip, as he slowly sank his hard cock between her legs. She squealed and cried, when he began sliding in and out of her steamy flesh.

“Oh yes, fuck me,” she gasped. Dave intensified his attack. He was sliding smoothly in and out of her pussy now. He couldn’t believe the heat and juice he received from her pussy. He could feel it on every inch of his cock.

“Oh God, yes,” she gasped, drawing his mouth down to hers. She sucked on his mouth desperately. Her tongue probed his mouth, while his cock split her womanly mound and tickled her womb. She clamped her legs behind his ass and pulled him harder, so his pelvis slammed into her wet crotch. He loved her enthusiasm, her hot sexy body and steamy hot pussy. She was fresh and young, a far cry from the dirty creature he had plucked from his car.

The wet sounds of sex, mixed with their combined moans and cries, were loud in the room. The smell of sex was very strong, but pleasant. The bed creaked to their movements, rain poured down on the roof, and wind rattled the windows, all unnoticed by the straining couple on the bed. On and on, he pumped his cock into her hot, wet lips. Her sweet pussy clenched around his cock, trying to hold it into place. He felt the muscles contracting around him, trying to hold him inside her. It was too much too take.

Feeling the fire building in his loins, Dave moaned loudly, while pounding his hard cock up into her wet void. She gasped and withered beneath him, ready to cum as well. They both groaned loudly, then screamed together as their bodies exploded into a wonderful mixture of electricity and fireworks. Linda’s small compact body withered beneath him. She held him close as he shuddered and emptied his cum into her waiting pussy. Her pussy lips clamped tightly around him, holding his manhood inside her as her pussy spasmed and twitched. He jerked, pushing his cock far up inside her with each spurt of hot cum. Finally, they relaxed in each other’s arms.

Dave laid there listening to the rain, the beating of his own heart, and their ragged breathing. Her arms were still wrapped tightly around him as is she were afraid that he would go.
“That was great,” Dave said needlessly.
“Perfect,” her voice smiled, even in the dark. “I have been really touched,” she said with a giggle.
“I would like to touch you for a very long time,” Dave sighed.
“I have nowhere to go,” she whispered. “Except, I am ready for more,” she said, rolling him over onto the bed. She straddled his chest and leaned down to take his wet manhood into her mouth. She savored the taste of her own pussy on his cock. She had always liked the taste of her pussy.

Dave hissed as her warm lips sank down over his cock and began sucking gently. While the wind buffeted the bedroom wall, and rain poured down in torrents, Dave laid back and enjoyed the exquisite lips of the runaway. He had a very pleasant home for her, for as long as she needed it. She wasn’t a runaway any longer.