This is my entry to Literotica's 750 Word Project. Thanks for reading.
Mike grunted as he came, gripping the girl's hips while giving his final thrusts. Her ass smushed against his pelvis and her face was buried in a pillow. Curly red spilled over her shoulders and freckles dotted her back. They'd met an hour ago.
Haley rose onto her elbows and peeked behind her. The boner inside her was softening, and Mike had begun gently rubbing her backside. He asked if she was good; she said she was. He'd eaten her to completion before putting her on all fours and having his way with her, which she appreciated. It meant that his cumming after just four minutes wasn't really an issue.
When he pulled out she rolled onto her back, her pale breasts skewing toward the side of her chest. She folded her hands over her stomach and looked at him matter-of-factly.
"So what do you normally do at this point?" Haley asked.
"What do you mean?" he replied.
"When you pick up a tourist at a bar and fuck her at her family's beach house, what's the etiquette for when you finish?"
"Normally whatever the girl wants."
She eyed him. "How often do you do this?"
Mike faltered; should he tell the truth? Fuck it, she'd sniff out the lie. "About once a week," he said.
"New hookup with the weekly cycle, huh?"
"Just about, yeah."
