After the climax, The Utopian Pleasure

Early in the evening, I was taking a shower when Mom walked in agitated: Turn that shower off, Nicole for God's sake! A few minutes later, Mrs. Helena came back in a panic... and she was standing in my room with only her underwear on before the barber's cutting machine... doing one last hair-do. Nicole, aren't you ready? Just two more minutes, Mami. I got up quickly and grabbed the dress so as not to stress her nerves any more. You gonna start the year in these beaten-up panties? It would be my third New Year's Eve in the same lingerie, it was a gift from Dad and brings back sweet memories: him taking off my underwear for example. So it would be better if Mom didn't get what my real feelings were that tied me to her panties. I like her so much, and yellow attracts money. Ready or not, we're leaving in five minutes. It was December 31st. Mom and I were invited to spend New Year's Eve at the home of Adriana, Dr Osvaldo's girlfriend. Arriving there, at the first moment alone with my lawyer (he was also my accomplice in madness), we shared our secret and identical desires: to fuck as a 2019 graduate. The doctor was my P.A (Pinto Amigo). He's the guy of occasional trances, without attachment and without commitment. Forty years old, despite being a little more than twice my age, he was so irresponsible that it ended up becoming an important figure at this moment in my life. The adrenaline generated during our moments of daring took my libido to million. As if there were not enough legal chemistry between us, we still played with danger turning a trance into unusual pleasure. During our intimate chat, we made observations about the difficulties of a transaction: Even a super quickie would be impossible in this crowded house, wouldn't it? I also think that I spoke in agreement and thought of solutions. We made a plan in haste and would soon put it into practice. It was after 9:00 p.m., when I left the house and sent a fake text to my mother, saying that I had made friends with a girl from next door and would be right back. Don't be late, Madam Nicole. Dinner starts early here. I had arranged with the doctor to meet him in a nearby park. I arrived at the scene about ten minutes later and waited another fifteen or so before the man appeared. I got into his car and we drove to a quiet, dimly lit section inside the public place. The first kisses were already warm, but it was not because of the whiskey taste I felt in his mouth, but rather for its efficient footprint. I did my part then by sticking my mouth in his dick and giving him a respectful little kiss, almost to the point of tasting his cock. I tucked my hands underneath my short, white dress and pulled out all wet panties into the glove compartment. When he came to the passenger seat, I straightened with open legs on his lap and facing my partner. His dick slipped into my crevice releasing a sigh of horny followed by twitching jerk-offs. Boiling gently over the man, my feeling of pleasure increased in proportion to the warmth of my body almost on fire. If it was already delicious, it got even better when a wave of orgasm came like an implosion. But nothing is so good that it can't be wonderful, and was when his hands clutched firmly to my hips and struck his coccyx like a hallucination making delirious howls as he poured out his liquid without ceremony... It took a while for us to get out of the mad rush, and it was little by little, slowly reducing our movements until we were able to sit still, embrace and laugh at this surreal moment that had taken over. "Where did this come from, my God?" he said looking at me surprised by the intensity of the thing. Don't ask me, I just landed. And we laughed like idiots! We seal the moment with a deliciously naughty kiss. I lifted the body expelling its stick from inside and we did a cleanup with generous handfuls of toilet paper. This time I was protected by pills, so I figured that's what it would be like because when the doctor glues on mine he ends up rolling with or without a condom. We shifted to the back seat, ignoring the passage of time and cell phone messages and people waiting for us. Our libido was still at its peak urging us to keep going. I stood on all fours facing the window; he snuggled up behind me, covered my body with his own and whispered his exciting putridities in my ear, all simultaneous to the tight strokes given by his hands across my breasts. His dick nestled into mine joyfully throbbing displaying his vigor. He directed the glans onto my soaking crevice and brushed it a few times, courting me before thrusting down deliciously. The first burial is always an unusual pleasure. When he realized my desperation, he pulled away quickly. What's the matter angel, did I hurt you? No, I got a fucking cramp. The doctor got out of the car and helped me, I almost cried with agonizing discomfort. <unk> Where does it hurt, baby? <unk> On the right leg potato. He crouched down and began a massage gently smoothing my leg. A few minutes later: Did it pass, sweetie? It's gone, but it still feels weird. He continued to massage me affectionately, but his hands went up and reached the top of my thighs. He stood on one foot with his fingers strolling over my genitals while his other arm wrapped around my body sticking close to his own. Sitting next to me he said that he was madly eager to continue and nibbled at my earlobe. I only groaned feeling his finger touching my clitoris. The man pulled down his trousers and underwear again, rubbed his dick looking for my entrance and slid his member inside. We heard some roaring nearby, and the bursts were becoming more frequent. The enthusiastic staff began celebrating long before turn time. Even with the luminous fires in the park sky illuminating our immoral act, we went on at full intensity ignoring the danger of being caught especially by city guards even though the sector was almost deserted and few people were very far away from us yet there should be surveillance cameras scattered all over the place fuck! I thought that what mattered to me was just the thrill of the trance and our chemistry right then. The lawyer hit me hard, slapped my ass and ripped out all of my goddamn wings. It wasn't long before we had another near-simultaneous orgasm, and even if it didn't compare to the previous one, it was still too good for me and brought me to a new climax. Moments later, after his breathing had returned to normal, he pulled it out and went for the roll of paper. As the man put his clothes back together, I ducked and peed. Couldn't hold it in any longer. I was startled to hear a nearby siren, looked in the direction of the front gate and saw two tall headlights slowly coming toward us. "Get in the back, Nicole!" said a frightened man. I walked in and closed the back door, he was already behind the wheel... started up his car and drove away from us. The doctor walked out the back gate of the park, and seconds later I saw the high beam headlights and the gyroscope also go off in our wake. After giving a few slips stepping deep into the right and left entrances and almost killing me with fear, he said proudly: We're safe, they lost our trail. I spoke with relief, mainly because of the reduction in speed. Even though I was shaking nervously, I laughed with him as we discussed our public madness. I was startled by the sound of my cell phone ringing on the dashboard, and it's just that this is my mother texting me. He handed it to me in the backseat, and I picked it up and heard this quick text message along with three others -- all from my mom. "Stop, doctor. I'd better get down here". I got out of the car two blocks early and would have walked the rest of the way, so we couldn't be seen together. When he stepped on the gas and started to pull away... My scream was not heard by the guy, but it went all over the neighborhood. "Son of a bitch!" I cursed, jumping and throwing my clenched fist. I continued to walk quickly as the residents on my street squabbled over the content of my remarks. The poor bastard didn't answer my message asking him to come back. When I approached the house, the doctor's car was parked almost in front of me with its lights on. I couldn't, Adriana was with him inside the vehicle and they seemed to be arguing. I took my mother's biggest spur and listened to a lot. Adriana came in crying minutes later, and my mother approached her to ask why. That son of a bitch was with some whore until now. "How did you know?" asked Miss Helena. I was getting a little bit more of his attention, at least on this last day of the year when I went to get some paper to wipe my tears off and opened up the glove compartment and found an old wet underwear. What did he say? <unk> I didn't want to hear any more and told her never to come looking for me again, or I would do something stupid. I overheard the conversation as they were closing in on me, and even heard that horned cow call me a whore. The crazy thing would be to start 2020 without underwear, and if I started like that on the first day of the year, That's it for now, kisses!