The crazy one (body writing)

As I was in my usual place, The Neon's bar, I noticed, like a lot of other guys, a peculiar woman taking a seat next to me. Not only, she was wearing makeup like war paint, with thick black eyeliner around the eyes and eyeshadow from ear to ear, but she also had "sexy" written on her cheek.

"Hi." I said, since she was already so close.

"Hi." She answered without a smile. "I like to write what I want to say.

"Ah, that's peculiar. I'm John."

"I'm Jane. You look good. What's interesting about you?"

That woman was constantly destabilizing, I couldn't understand what was going through her head. But I kind of liked it. So I followed the vibe and tried to ask things in a more direct way and avoided the usual questions about hobbies and works. I got those answers through the chitchat anyway. And somehow, it clicked between us. We saw each other a few times after that and started dating.

Still, more often than not, I wondered how she wasn't interned with her blunt ways of communicating and her lack of self awareness. She was driving me crazy, there was no "I can fix her" she was clearly too comfortable in her attitude. But, she was also strangely supportive and present when I needed help, and she was really, really into sex.

One day we took some vacation and found a beach that wasn't much visited. She was sunbathing and I went to get some beer. When I came back, she was fully naked in the chair.

"What the fuck, Jane! You can't be naked here! People can see you!"

She looked at me dead in the eyes and lifted her legs. She had written on her thighs, "I want to feel your cock in me" and "I will be your bitch in heat" I had no idea how she wrote that, but she was clearly in the mood.

I looked around and didn't see anyone. So, I spread her legs and joined her on the chair.

"You're going to get us in trouble."

"Only if you're taking too long."

Her pussy was already wet, she probably started the fun before I arrived. Me, with just her amazing body, and crazy makeup, she was turning me on. We fucked on the beach, trusting my cock deeper and deeper in her pussy. She didn't moan, keeping it surprisingly quiet, only her heavy breathing showed that I was doing things right. Grabbing my hair, she brought my head closer and whispered to fuck her faster. So, I sped up the pace, making her breasts bounce on her chest. Her nails scratched my back, as her eyes rolled back. Soon, her body tensed, and her legs squeezed my hips. Just her pussy rhythmically squeezing my cock as she was hit by the orgasm made me cum.

We quickly dressed up before other tourists arrived at the beach. She smiled at me after noticing them.

"Just in time." She said.

It was indeed, just in time.

A while later, Jane and me moved to a house we bought together. While I was at work, I got a picture, no message. It was a selfie of her, naked, with "Use me" on her and on her belly a whole sentence, "Put a fucking baby in me, I want my belly to grow big!"

It didn't come from nowhere, we talked about it. But still, that was a picture I would keep on my phone.

That night, we didn't sleep much.