Chapter Two

Ana was surprised that she and her stranger didn’t hit anything with how clumsily they stumbled into his apartment. It was clear that both of them were eager. While his hands were already climbing under her dress, Ana’s fingers were making quick work of his shirt. The stranger pulled away from her then quickly took the shirt off.

Ana wanted to take off her dress as well but he held her hand. 

“Let me,” he said, then he stood behind her and trailed his fingers softly against her exposed shoulders. Ana shivered at his teasing touch and waited for what he was going to do next. 

Wasn’t it supposed to be a one night stand? Didn’t they usually go wham-bam-thank you ma’am? Ana was confused but she couldn’t hold in her moan when he kissed her back. Multiple times. Then continued placing tiny kisses as he pulled down her zipper. Ana stepped out of the dress and before she realized it, he had spun her so she faced him.

They looked at each other for a while then he kissed her again. This man knew how to work his tongue. Ana wanted to cling unto him and never let go. She could already feel her wetness leaking into her panties and she couldn’t help but moan into the kiss.

Without pulling away from her, he led her to the bedroom, kicking the door so they could get it. It was either he had done this countless times before or he knew his apartment like the back of his hand. Ana suspected the latter.

Without missing a beat, her stranger unsnapped her bra, and put his mouth over one nipple while his hand was stimulating the other. Ana arched her back, giving more of herself to him. He repeated the process more times than Ana could count and she felt like she couldn’t stand on her legs anymore because they felt like rubber.

She was holding onto him so tightly, so he lay her on the bed gently. Then he lifted one of her feet delicately and removed her sandal, then he did the same to the other foot. After taking off her sandals, Ana’s stranger placed two soft kisses on the soles of her feet. Then he moved higher up, hooked two fingers into the waistband of her tiny panties and pulled them down.

Then he spread Ana’s legs slowly and deliberately. She watched him, her mouth hanging open slightly, with bated breath. His long fingers found her clit, and he massaged it slowly, making Ana spread her legs even more involuntarily. She whimpered. It seemed like foreplay was too long.

As his thumb continued caressing her clit, one of his fingers found its way into her tight crevice, and with every thrust of his finger, and every rub of her clit, it seemed like Ana got even wetter. He added another finger in slowly and Ana cried out in pleasure, all inhibitions gone at this point.

If she had looked up, she would have noticed the satisfied smile on her strangers face as he looked at the sheer bliss on her own face. But she was far too caught up in the sensations that his fingers were bringing. 

It wasn’t long before she moaned out loud as she orgasmed, clenching her walls involuntarily against his fingers. Her stranger slipped his fingers out of her, and she watched as he put them in his mouth and sucked on them. Then he bent his head and took her clit into his warm mouth. Ana felt like she was going to spontaneously combust in that moment. But before she could savor the pleasure, he had removed his mouth from her clit. Not before giving it one last lick with his errant tongue. 

Ana watched him as he stood and removed the belt holding his pants to his waist. As he wanted to unfasten the pants and pull them down, Ana came out of her orgasm haze and went towards him. She put her hand against his, looked up at him and said, “Let me,” in a sultry whisper.

She felt emboldened under his gaze, and she unfastened his pants slowly, enjoying the power that she felt in that moment. She slipped the pants down, then did the same with the boxers and waited for him to step out of them.

He was big. The desire in his eyes matched his erection and Ana couldn’t help the little ‘o’ of surprise as she looked at him. She overcame the emotion quickly though and took his girth into her hand. Precum was already leaking from his dickhead and so Ana took it into her mouth delicately and sucked on it.

The man groaned and threaded his fingers through Ana’s hair. She took him into her mouth slowly, bobbing her head up and down as she went. One hand was on his dick, and the other found its way to his balls, caressing and fondling them. Then she pulled away from his dick and put her mouth over his balls, sucking each heavy sack into her mouth one after the other.

Her stranger was already rigid and it was clear he was going to cum soon.

“Wait,” he said in a hoarse whisper. “I want to cum in you.”

Ana pulled her mouth away from his balls and lay back on the bed, watching him as he positioned his body over hers. She felt like something was missing, but she couldn’t pinpoint what so she watched the man who was staring down at her with a look of anticipation on his face. Without warning, he kissed her. Hard. Ana couldn’t help but respond and moaned into the kiss when his fingers found her clit and played with it, spreading her wetness all over and making her even more horny.

Then his hard rod was at her entrance. He slipped into her warmth slowly. It was like both of them had held their breaths, waiting for the moment he slid deep into her. Ana didn’t know how, but his dick kept going deeper, and as it went deeper, the pain/pleasure edge was increased. She felt like she was on the brink of some sort of euphoria she couldn’t attain.

When he was finally balls deep in her, both of them let out a collective sigh. Ana had never felt so full in her entire life. She rocked herself against his body and he got the hint. He slid his dick out of her warm heat then slid back in, setting a tempo that was neither too fast nor too slow, just the right pace.

As he was thrusting in her, he spread her legs, taking one of them and putting on his shoulder. Ana had never known herself to be so flexible, but with the pleasure that she was feeling in that moment, she felt like she could do anything. 

"You're so fucking tight for me baby," the guy let out and Ana couldn't help but let out another moan, her pussy walls involuntarily clenching around his dick.

As soon as Ana got adjusted to his size, he started thrusting in earnest, holding on to her thighs tightly. Her breath was choppy and she could hear the sloppy sounds her wet pussy was making.

"Damn baby, you feel so fucking good," he said then increased his tempo.

"Oh my God, yes" Ana moaned throwing her head back.

"You like that? You like when I pound you like those" he grunted and Ana moaned in response.

"Oh God yes. Right there!"

"Yes baby, tell me how much you love it. Tell daddy how much you love it," he said then slapped her ass. Ana's eyes rolled back and she dug her fingers into the flesh of his back.

"I love it daddy,” she moaned. “Oh my God. Omigod. Oh my God, oh my god I'm going to cum." Ana screamed the last part, her orgasm coming upon her without any warning.

The stranger slid his dick out of her pussy and asked her to kneel on the bed. Ana got on to her weak legs and before she had the time to stabilize herself, he had shoved his dick into her pussy again.

Soon enough Ana was cumming again, and if her stranger's loud grunts were any indication, he was too. He slumped on her and they lay there for a while, both of them breathing heavily. 

***

The next morning Ana woke up a bit disconcerted. She did not recognize her surroundings and her head was pounding.

She looked next to her on the bed and saw a man, one whom she recognized as the one from last night and she gulped. There was no way she was in the bed next to him and “unsexed”.

Ana knew they had had sex the previous night. She was naked under the covers (she had checked) and her coochie was feeling particularly sore, a soreness that was practically never there.

She looked at the man sleeping next to her and gulped. Last night she had been too wasted to look at him carefully and the lights in the club were too wishy-washy.

He was still deep asleep, that much was apparent. His mouth was slightly open and his dark hair was tousled from sleep, or her probably. His torso was not covered and it was a fine sight.

Ana sighed and looked away. She had told herself she would not sleep with anyone, just let loose and get some alcohol into her body but here she was. Lying in a strange bed, next to a strange man with no clothes on and in a strange room.

She got out of the bed, careful not to wake the man next to her up. She really didn't want that weird yeah, last night was fun even though I don't remember much of it but I'm Ana. That was really not her thing.

She got dressed quickly. And after finding her purse, tried to fix her hair as well as she could with one hand. She proceeded to wipe off the excess makeup with wipes she always kept in her bag, then she was good to go.

After one last look at the man in bed, Ana picked up her shoes and tiptoed out of the room, praying it was not one of those houses with eighteen unnecessary rooms and twenty five more hallways.

Luckily for her, it was quick to find the front door. After putting on her GPS and locating herself, she called an Uber and waited anxiously.

Soon enough, it arrived and she got in, avoiding the man's judgemental stares. She was a woman and she was allowed to make her walk, or rather ride of “shame” in peace, was she not?

“What?” she asked crossly and he looked away and concentrated on what he was supposed to be doing, driving.

Ana sighed and took out her phone. She turned it on and braced herself for the messages she was going to see from Landon.

And messages they were. He was like an overprotective mother hen. And he had left 5 messages, 2 voicemails and called 3 times. Ana sighed then sent him a text telling him she was alright.

She knew he was going to call as soon as he got the text but she didn't really care. She was not going to answer anyways.

Ana sighed. Instead of the ecstatic feeling she had been expecting after a night out, she had gotten a headache and an embarrassing walk of shame. Not really the ideal morning after. But anything was better than staying there and having to face that guy when he woke up.

As handsome as he was, Ana hated weird situations. And she knew that one was going to be weird. So very weird.