Little Cat. Tamara Faith Berger

she still wanted that shit that she loved. I wanted to fuck it out of her. That man was an abuser. An abusive fucking beast! I got up behind her. I was kneading her ass cheeks. She was moaning like something inside her was going to crack, she was moaning like she knew what I was thinking.

      MAN NO. 3

      I’d been watching her dance. Loved her ass shaking. The way she looked down at her feet, shook her hips and got into herself. She made me get up and want to dance too.

      So I made my way close and when she sensed me right near her, I was surprised for a second – she stared straight at me. Her eyes looked like they were going to cut through my face. But then she smiled. It softened her eyes.

      She looked down again and danced closer with me. She started pressing herself into me, reaching out her arms. She was wearing a tight little skirt. She let me feel around her waist and then down, until I was holding her ass. I loved this girl’s ass. She let me feel how it could move.

      Then she snaked her arms up to my shoulders, I thought it was to hug me, but she just pulled my face down close to her and whispered, ‘I want you to come to my place tonight.’ It was exactly like that, so easy, no problem.

      When we got to her place, though, there were a few moments where we just stood in her living room not talking or touching. She lit a candle and bent down really provocatively, on purpose, to pick books and takeout containers off the couch that looked all stained with coffee marks or something.

      In this strange kind of childish voice she said, ‘So … what do you want to do?’

      I knew she knew what I wanted to do! It had all been so clear back at the bar. She was playing around with me. I just wanted to have everything go smoothly.

      ‘I like the way you were dancing back there,’ I said, trying to make her feel good.

      ‘At the bar? Oh, thanks.’

      ‘How about I see you dance some more?’

      ‘Here? I don’t know, come on … ’

      I couldn’t believe she was acting so innocent all of a sudden. Like she didn’t have it in her. She’d been so hot with me at the bar, it couldn’t have been more than twenty minutes ago!

      ‘Come on, baby, let me watch you move some more.’ I sat down on the dirty couch and pushed the small coffee table over to one side. ‘Dance for me.’

      The girl looked down toward the floor. She was wearing these high-heeled shoes that made her feet look naked. Her hair was swinging in front of her eyes. She started moving her hips side to side, then laughing.

      ‘I can’t,’ she said.

      ‘Come on, you can, baby, that looks really good.’

      I think I gave her some confidence for it. Because then she lifted her leg up and put one heel down on the table. Her legs looked strong in that position, both calves bulging out, her foot arched so high. She started rubbing her hand along her open inner thigh almost up to her pussy, stretching the edge of her skirt with two fingers so I couldn’t see her panties. She put her other hand on the back of her ass and started rocking back and forth between her palms, one near her pussy, one on her ass.

      ‘I can’t dance without music!’ she complained.

      ‘Yeah you can, baby. You’re doing fine.’

      I was getting hard. I loved the silence and watching her grind. She didn’t know how sexy she looked.

      Then she raised her leg off the table and stretched it out straight, trying to point her toe. All the muscles in her leg hardened. When she put her heel back down on the floor, she started dancing toward me. She turned around and showed me her ass. It looked so high in her skirt. She put both her hands on her ass cheeks and started splitting them open, pressing them closed, making the fabric of her skirt stretch to the limit. Then she bent herself in half, putting her fingertips on the floor. Her ass raised open even higher. Those heels made her legs look so firm and stretched. She started inching her skirt up over one side of her ass.

      ‘More?’ she asked, looking under her open legs at me.

      ‘Yeah, baby, it’s sexy, come closer … ’

      She teetered her way back a bit, shaking her ass in tiny movements. Now she was laughing. The blood rushed to her face. I reached my hands up and forced her skirt over her ass in one yank. She wasn’t wearing underwear. Jesus Christ. Her naked ass was right there. I saw her inner thighs shining.

      ‘I don’t like wearing underwear,’ she said quickly.

      My cock was huge, pressing at my pants. I reached down and unzipped myself. Then I helped the girl move even closer to me, until both her calves were steadied against the edge of the couch. She reached her arms through her legs and grabbed for my hard cock. Her hands clasped around my shaft, stroking up and down, while I was trying to bring her closer to my face. I kept trying to split her ass cheeks open wider so I could make out her dark little butt hole, flickering in the candlelight. I could tell she was a bit uncomfortable, all of a sudden, being that stretched open overtop of me. She knew how closely I was looking at her pussy and ass. She started squirming in my hands. She was moaning now, trying to get away. But I knew it was turning her on that I wouldn’t let her move from that position. She wasn’t making sense, mumbling, ‘I … I … want to try … God, yes, that feels, I want to try I want to … ’

      She started pumping her knees up and down in excitement and her ass kept almost touching my face. On one of her down motions I let my finger move into her crack. She liked that, gasping, and she started moving down more slowly so that I could rub right on her asshole. It twitched when I got it.

      Nasty girl, she likes it up her ass! With an ass like this, I’m sure she takes it.

      ‘God, that feels good, god, god, it’s good … ’

      Her whole body was getting hotter each time I got it and poked her hole. She started to let my finger inside her ass. Little by little, I was trying to pull her down to me, my finger getting hugged by her asshole. I wanted her to sit right down like that on my cock.

      ‘Come here, baby.’

      The girl let go of my cock to try to rip off my pants and she got them down to my knees and that was enough, God, I wanted to fuck her wiggling ass! I’d only done it once before and that girl didn’t like it, but this one wanted it, I could tell, I knew she did, the way she was moving herself. I wanted to feel how big her clit got when I was up her …

      ‘Come on down, baby, sit down,’ I said, straining.

      She wasn’t letting me pull her down, she kept opening and closing her ass cheeks, moaning and struggling with me. I didn’t know if she was doing that on purpose, delaying or what, so I gripped her flesh harder. ‘Come on come closer come closer … ’

      ‘I’ve only done it once before,’ she said, breathing hard. ‘You’ve got to stop if I say so, okay?’

      ‘Of course, baby, of course I will. I don’t want to hurt you.’

      She handed me a condom from somewhere. I have no idea where. I put it on as fast as I could, I was serious, this was fucking amazing. I got it on just in time, it was all happening so fast, her ass going down on the head of my prick, I watched her cheeks split, her hole start to open, second by second, the head of my dick going in her, so tight, down on my dick, her asshole alive.

      ‘It’s good, it’s okay, it’s good, it’s okay,’ she was saying.

      The juice from her pussy was coating my balls as she sat her weight down, and she started bouncing up and down, up and down on my lap, rocking back and forth. Her voice got gruffer than I’d ever heard a girl’s: ‘Fuck I’m gonna come, I’m gonna fucking come.’

      Holding down the sides of her ass hard on my prick, pumping up – it felt so good. I banged my head on the top of the couch. My prick was throbbing and everything got tighter in her ass. It was a trigger, her coming. My dick