Rooftop Trim

The city lights glittered like scattered diamonds far below us, but all I could focus on was her. Lena stood at the edge of the abandoned rooftop bar, wind tugging at her short black dress, her thighs pressed together like she was already aching. I’d met her ten minutes ago—two strangers who’d slipped past the chained gate for a late-night smoke and a view. Her eyes had locked on mine the second I stepped out here, dark and hungry, and the air between us crackled with raw want.

“Fuck, it’s beautiful up here,” she said, voice low and smoky. She glanced back at me, lips parted. “You come here often to stare at girls instead of the skyline, stranger?”

I stepped closer, heart hammering. “Only when they look like they want to be stared at. Name’s Jax.”

“Lena.” She turned fully, letting the dress ride higher on her smooth legs. “You got that look, Jax. Like you’d eat me alive if I let you.”

The tension snapped. I closed the gap and kissed her hard, tasting whiskey and heat on her tongue. Her hands fisted my shirt, pulling me down as she moaned into my mouth. We stumbled back against the low concrete wall, city humming beneath us. My palms slid up her thighs, shoving the dress to her waist.

“God, you’re soaked already,” I growled, fingers brushing the damp fabric of her panties. I hooked them aside and froze at the sight—her pussy was perfectly trimmed, a neat little landing strip of dark hair above smooth, swollen lips glistening in the neon glow. The contrast made my cock throb painfully against my jeans.

Lena smirked, breathing fast. “You like it? I keep it trimmed just like this… neat and ready. Touch it. Feel how wet that little strip makes me.”

I dropped to my knees right there on the gritty rooftop, not giving a damn who might see from distant windows. My tongue dragged up her slit, tasting her sharp, sweet musk. She gasped, legs shaking.

“Oh shit… yes, right there. Lick my trimmed pussy, Jax. Fuck, your tongue feels so good on my clit.”

I sucked her swollen nub between my lips, flicking it fast while two fingers sank deep into her tight heat. She was dripping, juices coating my chin as I worked her. The city wind whipped around us, carrying her moans over the rooftops. Her hips bucked against my face, hands gripping my hair.

“Don’t stop—fuck, I’m gonna cum already. Eat that trimmed cunt like you own it!”

Her thighs clamped around my head as she shattered, a hot gush flooding my mouth. I licked her through it, savoring every twitch of her smooth folds around that perfect little patch of hair.

Before she could catch her breath I stood, spinning her around to face the city. She braced her hands on the wall, ass pushed out, dress bunched at her waist. I freed my thick cock, rubbing the fat head along her dripping slit.

“Tell me you want this dick in your trimmed pussy,” I demanded, voice rough.

Lena looked back, eyes wild. “Give it to me. Stretch my neat little cunt. I need you to fuck me raw up here where everyone could watch.”

I thrust in hard, burying every inch in one stroke. Her walls clenched around me, hot and silky. The wet sounds of her trimmed pussy taking my cock echoed between us—obscene, perfect. I grabbed her hips and pounded deep, watching her ass ripple with every slam.

“Harder, Jax! Fuck my pussy—yes, just like that. Feel how tight it is around your big cock?”

Sweat slicked our skin despite the night breeze. I reached around, fingers finding her clit again, rubbing that trimmed mound while I drove into her from behind. Her moans turned into broken cries, body trembling.

“Gonna cum again… don’t pull out. Fill me up.”

I flipped her suddenly, lifting one leg so she balanced on the wall’s edge, facing me. Her trimmed pussy looked even prettier spread open like that—puffy lips stretched around my thrusting shaft, that dark strip matted with our combined wetness. I fucked her deep and fast, kissing her sloppily as her tits bounced free from the dress.

“Cum on my cock, Lena. Let me feel that trimmed cunt squeeze me.”

She did—shuddering, nails digging into my shoulders, a long wail tearing from her throat as her pussy pulsed and gushed around me. The sight and feel sent me over. I buried myself to the hilt and came hard, thick ropes of cum flooding her clenching walls until it leaked out around my shaft, dripping down her thighs.

We stayed locked together, panting, city lights blurring below. Lena smiled lazily, brushing a strand of hair from my face.

“Best random rooftop hookup ever,” she whispered, voice hoarse. “Next time I’ll show you how I trim it even shorter… if you’re up for round two down in my car.”

I kissed her again, already hardening inside her. “Deal.”