She was a pretty girl. Her gorgeous smile curled into warm eyes I could drown in. Long hair flowed down the luscious curves of the road that was the body of a Goddess. It was a road that had likely driven many men and women to hell for their thoughts alone. A road of temptation.
She was pretty… But the world isn’t always pretty. Sometimes it is ugly. When every day weighs down on you so much that the air barely ekes out of lungs burning with the grime of compromise. When hopes and dreams pave the pot-holed roads to overtime and double shifts that barely get the bills on time. Life can be gritty.
In those times, there is no pretty. There is no time for soft or tender. There is no love-making… just fucking.
No time to care whether it hurt when I thrust her body against the wall. Pinned beneath my own, her weight hurling treasured photos to the ground. No time for pleasantries or foreplay. Intensity propelled my hands, as the sound of work clothes tearing rent the air and fell lifeless at our feet. Kisses exchanged were hard and angry. Tables moved as our tangled tryst sought foundation in an unstable world.
No words spoken. We violently searched for comfort in each other. The steel rod of my manhood delving into her velvet pocket of secrets, searching for a release that could not be found in the day-to-day pressure of our nine-to-five lives. Grunting, grinding, sweat, and spit… Animals intertwined in an uncivilized mating dance. In a world commanding civility. her hips greet my thrusts in eager expectation as our eyes meet. I stare into the depth of those hazel eyes, not seeing… just feeling. I felt the blood coursing to my manhood. Felt as her womanly heat engulfed and urged me to release all frustration… all anger… and all thoughts of reality into her…and I did.
My hands gripped fragile shoulders as I fucked her. Nails burrowed into my broad back until we both exploded. Legs at my waist continued to writhe until the last vestige of euphoria evaporated and we collapsed, panting…
She was pretty, but sometimes the world isn’t pretty. There are times when love is dirty… and we just want to fuck.