I [M] get picked up by a slutty Goth [F]

I had noticed Katy a couple of weeks ago. She was this stunning girl who would ride the same bus home that I did. I try to save gas during the week, so on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, I take public transit. The trips are fairly boring most of the time, until I saw Katy get onto the bus.

She is short, I would say a little over 5 ft tall. She has a Goth style, with jet black hair and white makeup. She usually wears dark, black lipstick, but some days she wears none. Her forearms are covered in tattoos, and she dresses in all black everyday. I have a thing for Goth chicks. I had dated one a couple of years back, and I always seem to notice them in a crowd when I am out and about.

I didn’t approach her. I know how often guys get shot down when picking up girls on a bus. I figure that most girls probably just want to get home after work, and they probably don’t want to deal with some random trying to pick them up. But what was crazy was that we got off at the exact same spot, so once the bus stopped, we would always exit at the same time, and then we would both wait for traffic to dwindle down so that we could cross the road.

It wasn’t until last Friday that I noticed that she was looking at me from he seat over her phone. I had this feeling of being watched, and when I looked up from my Kindle, I noticed that she was looking at me behind her aviator sunglasses. I smiled, nodded, and then returned to my book, figuring that I was being optimistic.

When the bus got to our stop, we both watched the traffic while standing a couple of feet away. I heard her say something, and when I looked to my right to where she was standing, I noticed she was digging through her purse.

“I’m sorry” I said.

“A lighter,” she said. “Do you have one?”

“At my apartment I have one. I quit smoking a couple of years ago. Sorry.”

“That’s okay… I should probably quit too. Thank you, though.”

I stood there and wondered what I should do next. She had already broken the ice, and I figured that the heavy lifting was done. I made a comment on how we get off at the same spot, and instantly kicked myself for sounding so goofy. But to my surprise, she laughed, and we walked across the street as we continued our small talk.

She told me her name was Katy, and that she worked at a tattoo shop. She was apprenticing while working over the weekends waitressing. She told me she was 22, which is 10 years younger than I am. She was very flirty, complimenting my hair and doing that giggle that girls do when you make corny jokes. When we got to the street she lived on, I said goodbye and figured that would be the end of it. But, she said “See you on Monday!” with this huge smile on her face, and I felt my dick instantly get hard.

I thought about her all weekend, replaying that smile over and over again. She was pretty much all I thought about, and I couldn’t wait until the week started and I would have another chance to see her.

This went on for a couple more weeks. We would sit next to one another, flirt for the entire ride home, walk with each other until we got to her street, and then part ways. It drove me crazy, but I still felt apprehensive about making a move. I think it may have been the age gap. I also kept convincing myself that my mind was playing tricks on me, and that I was just being a dirty old man, fantasizing about some random girl in her 20s.

This past Monday was the day. I noticed that she seemed dolled up when she got on the bus this time. She wore this really cute dress, black, of course, and it was pretty short. Her legs were covered in these black stockings that had holes in them. She also wore some black heels that matched with the rest of her outfit.

After boarding she came right up to where I was sitting. She plopped down in the seat next to me and began chatting with me like I was an old friend. Her triceps kept brushing against me, and at other points I would feel her ankle and calf rubbing against the denim on my jeans.

Once we got to our stop, she flashed that pretty smile again as we got off the bus.

“Do you want to come over to my place for some coffee? My roommates don’t come home for a couple of hours, and I get bored at home by myself.”

Of course I agreed to. I would be fucking crazy not to. I walked with her to her place, which was just a couple of streets away from my place. I tried my best to hide my growing erection, wondering if this was gonna really happen, or if this nice girl was just offering some coffee and company to me.

We get to her place and it looks like a typical apartment for some girls in their 20s. There were collages covering the walls, as well as printed pics of her and her roommate having drinks or dressing up. It made me feel a bit old, to be honest. These days were a bit behind me now, and I started doubting if I should even be here.

She made us coffee in a French press and we chatted while the water boiled. We were both in her kitchen, which was pretty small and cramped, so I leaned against the counter as she talked and began mixing the water with the coffee. She poured us each a cup, and we sipped them while standing there, looking at one another.

At that point, Katy finished her drink. It was almost like she had guzzled it. She turned, and as she was placing her mug in the sink. she leaned over it and I saw something. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her pale ass was in full display, and her pussy was peaking out as well. It was completely shaved, and I could notice a bit of wetness dripping out between her lips.

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I walked up behind her and grabbed a hold of her hips. I pulled up her skirt, taking in the sight of her bare ass as I began to move my hands across it, massaging her skin as I took in the sight of her bent over.

“I was wondering when you were going to make your move,” she said.

I didn’t answer back. I just kept fondling her ass, squeezing it and rubbing my hands all over it. I spread her open, rubbing my crotch along her opening while leaning into her body. I move my hands from her ass and reach around her body, rubbing her mound with my left hand as I grab her chin with my right. I turn her head so that she is looking back at me, and I kiss her on the lips. She returns it, moaning into my mouth as I begin to play with her folds.

She is wet. I mean, really wet. When I pull my hand away, I can feel a string of grool connecting my finger to her skin. My hands started shaking as I moved my fingers back inside of her. She let out a gasp when she felt me enter her. My index and middle were inside of her as my thumb began making small circles on her clit.

At this point she stuck her hand down the front of my jeans. She was still facing forward, and we kissed like that for some time, playing with one each other as I pressed in closer to her.

After a couple more minutes of this, she pulls away from my kiss and tells me that she wants to go to her room. I nod, slipping my hand out from between her leg and sucking her off my fingers. She seemed to get a kick out of that. I told her to lead the way and then followed her to her bed.

Once we got inside, she grabbed me by the shoulders and guided me to her mattress. After sitting me down, she pulled off her dress and showed that she wasn’t wearing a bra either. Her pink nipples puffed out a bit, and the color contrasted between her pale skin looked amazing. She pulled off my shirt over my head, and then she started kissing me down my chest, playing along my waistline before slowly undoing my belt.

She took my cock out, but she didn’t suck it right away. She teased it, slowly wiping it along her lips before opening up and taking it in. She kept eye contact as she worked down my shaft. First, a quarter of the way. Then half. Eventually, she had about three quarters of me down her mouth, bobbing like a lunatic and soaking my cock with her spit. I grabbed two handfuls of her hair, mostly to make sure that I could still get a look at her face while she was sucking, but she took it as something else. She looked up at me, and while hanging her mouth open, she begins to nod at me, signaling to me that she wanted me to fuck her face like this. She didn’t have to ask twice. I began thrusting my hips upward, entering and exiting her mouth as I held her head still with my hands. It felt so amazing, using this young girl’s mouth like it was an extra pussy.

I bent forward and grabbed her body. I reached under her and began playing with her tits. They were a bit bigger than a handful, and I squeezed them while she continued to choke on me. That is when I pulled out of her mouth. I scooped her up off the ground and placed her body on top of mine in a 69 position. I looked up at her pretty little pussy, clean shaven and dripping. We both took each other in our mouths then, matching one another for speed and veracity. It was almost like we were competing with each other, as when I would focus on her clit or shove my tongue deep inside of her, she would do things like take my balls in her mouth or suck only on the head of my cock.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I asked if she had a condom (wrap your shit up, kids) and when she said she did, she hopped off me and grabbed one out of her nightstand. I positioned her under me, spreading her legs wide and placing her ankles on my shoulders while I slipped the condom on. I tease her a bit, playing with the opening of her before she started begging me to slip it in.

“Don’t tease me, Abel, just put it in. Please. I can’t fucking handle that.”

I press my head against her clit and slowly move forward. I hold it right there before backing up again, and the next time I drive, I am inside of her.

She felt hot and wet. I could feel her walls squeezing around me. I went deeper, and she began to moan even louder. She is still wearing her stockings and heels, and I grab a hold of both heels and then began to slam into her. The room was filled with her cries and the slapping of our skin, She begged me to fuck her harder, and I did. I kept slamming into her until I felt her pussy clench around me, and I saw her chest blush, and I knew that she was coming. I rested my dick deep inside of her, moving my hips slowly as I pressed against her back wall.

“Turn over,” I said. I kept thinking of how amazing her ass looked in the kitchen. I wanted to look at it while I fucked her now. She did as she was told and I got behind her, my left hand finding her hair again while my right spread her cheeks again. I started slow again, but it wasn’t long before I was railing her again.

“How long have you been thinking of this?” she asked. “Have you been thinking of fucking me from behind like this the entire time you have known me?”

That drives me over the hill. I take both hands and grip her ass as I fuck her harder than ever now. I am possessed, thinking of nothing but destroying this young girl with my rod. It didn’t last much longer. I felt her start to come one more time before the first rope of cum exited my shaft and began to fill up the condom. It felt like a gallon was coming out, and it kept on going as I pumped into her over and over.

We laid there for a couple of hours, holding one another as we made more small talk. Eventually, we did have a round two, and we also made plans for the future. I still can’t believe my luck. If the next couple of times are as fun as this one, I will probably write up more about her.

Hope you enjoyed reading!

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