Hot night
It's a hot night, it rains outside. Inside the bar some tables are occupied by strangers, people of all sorts, normal people. The ceiling fan is running at full steam. Every afternoon after work I stretch out to the boathouse to cool my head and have something heavy and ice-cold, usually whiskey or vodka. I never thought about finding someone interesting in that place, but it happened. I noticed a girl enter, plainly dressed, wearing jeans and T-shirt without drawing attention; I did not stop staring at her with my eyes. I tasted my drink thinking about the issues dealt with that day. Alcohol relieved the pressure. After relief from daily stress, I cleared out my check. A few minutes passed and a waiter brought it along with a note: "I know you like me; I can feel it in your eyes". In fact, I could sense his eyes moving through my body, penetrating into my innermost being. I don't know if it was fear or pride, but I just paid the bill and walked away. Walking down that avenue I could not believe I had left this woman's wish unanswered. I got my car in a parking lot and started imagining what it would be like to possess this female, feel her smell, taste, see pleasure in her eyes. It pulsed, it throbbed and gradually I was controlling the erection and my sex grew softer returning to its serene sleep. Two weeks passed. I went back into the boat and as soon as I entered I noticed the presence of the mysterious "lady" who had sent me that ticket a few weeks ago. This time in order to save any future regrets I sat down beside her at the counter, asked for a drink and introduced myself. She smiled and whispered: 'Can you guess whether or not I'm wearing underwear?' My mouth opened wide. Our conversation then continued.
"So can you guess whether I'm wearing panties or not?" she asked again.
"I can't guess, but I imagine you are without any underwear", I answered.
"You are so innocent, you don't understand anything about women", he replied maliciously.
I replied with a macho look.
A woman feels sexier in sexy lingerie when she's looking for sex.
- So you're looking for sex?
- I am, but you won't have me tonight.
My hormones began to surge, a volume started popping up under my pants and those sweet whispered words turned me on and the challenge of possessing that woman as quickly as possible went through my head.
"Are you excited, sweetheart?" she said looking at my waist height.
- That'll be a surprise. I started teasing you.
"You know", she said, "I'm wearing thin white panties and they are very wet. You can see for yourself".
She then turned her legs to my side and lifting up the skirt very slowly showed all wet panties. This maneuver led me into ecstasy and I did not restrain myself: - What do you think of going somewhere quieter? - big mistake, the answer was short and quick: - You are in too much hurry. You don't know how to seduce a woman.
She got up and went towards the bathroom. I was almost sure that my night had ended at that moment. After long minutes she returned.
I went to relieve myself.
"What did you say? Were you masturbating in the bathroom?" I asked surprised.
- It was, and it tasted very good; I put two little fingers in my crotch and enjoyed myself.
Without hearing the answer, she put her index finger of her right hand in my mouth and I could taste both sweet and bitter sex.
I have another surprise for you.
She took my hand and placed it between her legs making me touch her soft, hairless wet vulva. It was literally flowing. I could even smell its scent. I went into a trance. She got up, asked to pay the bill and found herself outside of the bar. I paid the bill like lightning and when I met her she had disappeared. Did you think I'd abandoned you? - it was her. It left me speechless. I held back my excitement and asked if she wanted a ride. Her answer was quick. Pointing to an imported vehicle parked on the other side, she said: "Follow me". We drove for about twenty minutes across town into some secluded area. Without saying another word, she opened the door and entered her car asking to be followed. We walked down a small alley for about five hundred meters until we reached a chalet. At that moment I understood why there was an express order not to open the windows. My car was surrounded by five large dogs which seemed hungry for meat. The girl gave a command with her voice and they stood beside her one after the other. So I could get out of my car trembling in fear, accompanied by the gazes of the dogs who conveyed the strength of medieval warriors. A cozy place, a faint smell of incense in the air. In one corner there was a fireplace; on the other side a state-of-the-art sound system, refrigerator, and many pillows of different colors and sizes. Without saying anything she went upstairs and I followed her. There was a king size mattress covered with silk linens and lots of rose petals. I stared at the room for a few minutes. Thousands of fantasies came to my mind. I was enjoying that game. I went up to a window where there was an exit onto a small balcony. From there, I could feel the humidity in the air and delight myself with the landscape. It seemed like a vacation spot. Many trees on the bottom and further right a beautiful lake covered by fog. Next to the chalet I noticed a small swimming pool with a spa. On hot nights it should host orgies. I imagined naked women running around, men exposing their limbs erectly, couples having intercourse under the moon, mansions all over the place. A gentle hand touched my neck. I was offered a glass of champagne and invited to sit down. Another surprise: My mistress was wearing a beautiful red robe, just the robes. We lay across from each other. I tried kissing her but she refused. We started talking about various subjects ranging from politics to television to old love affairs. I found out that she liked reading detective novels and erotic literature. She said books improved her desires so she could pursue them with her lovers. She enjoyed sports but wouldn't give up friends for anything in the world. She was a liberal professional of little success, had some economic stability. About her intimate life she said that she had many boyfriends but her best transes were with unknown men. Said to be a sexually resolved person and have already experienced many things in the matter of sex. Admitted having started from surubas, orgies, known massage houses, became a prostitute just to feel the taste of being debauchery and practicing sex for money. She has had homosexual experiences and found it very pleasurable, something different. She enjoyed doing double penetration once on a ship with two strangers but until today she didn't find the right guys to repeat the dose. At last she revealed that she was fanatic about oral sex. After our long conversation we were both aroused. She started masturbating herself. It was a beautiful erotic scene. Her fingers ran over her vagina with mastery and softness, penetrated delicately. Suddenly he got up and went to the window. On the balcony, she put her hands on the parapet and squeezed her behind and called me with a sign of an indicator. In shock I went up to that goddess who in her malicious voice asked for licking. Her wish sounded as if it were an order; gently lifting her robe I could gaze at a beautiful skirt, soft skin and just below a well-trimmed plumage covering a fleshy vulva with big lips swollen from excitement. I kissed her little feet, licked them and smelled their perfume. Gradually I got closer to her sex; I played with my tongue around it, and when I touched its trembling flesh a strong groan echoed through the room. With gentle movements she suckled her pussy from top to bottom using all the length of my language. Her moans grew louder and her body shook. She was delirious. Suddenly she turned round and opened up her legs positioning my face against her vagina: "Lamb clitoris until I make fun". I paid particular attention to her little button; at first with slow movements and then fast ones. She grabbed my hair and forcefully pushed my head towards her sex. It was possessed, wild. A few minutes went by before a loud long groan announced its orgasm. And it was wonderful to see that woman writhing in pleasure right there in front of me. I had never seen a girl have such an intense climax. She almost fainted into bed. I just watched her. Her beauty was typical for Olympian goddesses. Thin waist, long hair, naturally thick breasts with large pink beaks, an expanded vagina with very thin blond hairs, thick thighs, well-groomed skin, impeccably made nails, fleshy lips and roses. A woman for no man to defect. Minutes passed when desire again took over that wild one. - What are you waiting for? You think I'm a woman of only one orgasm. Come possess me anyway because this is how I like it - she said. As instinct threw myself at the woman there was no more time for chivalry. I stood on top of her, and with a strong thrust penetrated her in desire. It was the beginning of groans that would follow for the rest of the morning. Each movement was unique; we had sex as lovers but also as wild lovers. We transitioned into the most unusual positions possible, made love, four-way, standing up, all sorts of sexual variations, but what's more amazing is when this cat placed its face below my waistline. I'd never had oral sex with such a hard-on before, her mouth running through every part of my member, her hands running across my body, touching my testicles, walking around inside me. Her licks were wet like the insides of vaginas, and the sound of her blowjobs echoed throughout the room. She would masturbate to me while she was performing oral sex, and when it was about to explode she would stop manipulating and kiss me tenderly and gently, then return to fellatio. After much sucking she stopped the rhythmic movement of her mouth, lay down beside me and asked that I kneel over her and position my penis close to her large breasts. I obeyed and then she started punching me with slow caressing movements saying that she wanted to feel my semen on top of her boobs. It didn't take long for all my desire to be spilled out onto those couple of mounds of whiskers. Admittedly this was one of my best sexes, but there is a detail: She was an unknown who had no name either. After my orgasm I fell into a deep sleep and when I woke up it was day, the sun was hot and high. I got up, went to the bathroom washed my face and on the mirror there was a note: "I hope you have enjoyed your night because she will be unique". A sweet kiss Lady of the Night Obs.: The dogs are trapped" My experiment had come to an end and maybe I would never see that woman again but I'd remember her for a long time.
"So can you guess whether I'm wearing panties or not?" she asked again.
"I can't guess, but I imagine you are without any underwear", I answered.
"You are so innocent, you don't understand anything about women", he replied maliciously.
I replied with a macho look.
A woman feels sexier in sexy lingerie when she's looking for sex.
- So you're looking for sex?
- I am, but you won't have me tonight.
My hormones began to surge, a volume started popping up under my pants and those sweet whispered words turned me on and the challenge of possessing that woman as quickly as possible went through my head.
"Are you excited, sweetheart?" she said looking at my waist height.
- That'll be a surprise. I started teasing you.
"You know", she said, "I'm wearing thin white panties and they are very wet. You can see for yourself".
She then turned her legs to my side and lifting up the skirt very slowly showed all wet panties. This maneuver led me into ecstasy and I did not restrain myself: - What do you think of going somewhere quieter? - big mistake, the answer was short and quick: - You are in too much hurry. You don't know how to seduce a woman.
She got up and went towards the bathroom. I was almost sure that my night had ended at that moment. After long minutes she returned.
I went to relieve myself.
"What did you say? Were you masturbating in the bathroom?" I asked surprised.
- It was, and it tasted very good; I put two little fingers in my crotch and enjoyed myself.
Without hearing the answer, she put her index finger of her right hand in my mouth and I could taste both sweet and bitter sex.
I have another surprise for you.
She took my hand and placed it between her legs making me touch her soft, hairless wet vulva. It was literally flowing. I could even smell its scent. I went into a trance. She got up, asked to pay the bill and found herself outside of the bar. I paid the bill like lightning and when I met her she had disappeared. Did you think I'd abandoned you? - it was her. It left me speechless. I held back my excitement and asked if she wanted a ride. Her answer was quick. Pointing to an imported vehicle parked on the other side, she said: "Follow me". We drove for about twenty minutes across town into some secluded area. Without saying another word, she opened the door and entered her car asking to be followed. We walked down a small alley for about five hundred meters until we reached a chalet. At that moment I understood why there was an express order not to open the windows. My car was surrounded by five large dogs which seemed hungry for meat. The girl gave a command with her voice and they stood beside her one after the other. So I could get out of my car trembling in fear, accompanied by the gazes of the dogs who conveyed the strength of medieval warriors. A cozy place, a faint smell of incense in the air. In one corner there was a fireplace; on the other side a state-of-the-art sound system, refrigerator, and many pillows of different colors and sizes. Without saying anything she went upstairs and I followed her. There was a king size mattress covered with silk linens and lots of rose petals. I stared at the room for a few minutes. Thousands of fantasies came to my mind. I was enjoying that game. I went up to a window where there was an exit onto a small balcony. From there, I could feel the humidity in the air and delight myself with the landscape. It seemed like a vacation spot. Many trees on the bottom and further right a beautiful lake covered by fog. Next to the chalet I noticed a small swimming pool with a spa. On hot nights it should host orgies. I imagined naked women running around, men exposing their limbs erectly, couples having intercourse under the moon, mansions all over the place. A gentle hand touched my neck. I was offered a glass of champagne and invited to sit down. Another surprise: My mistress was wearing a beautiful red robe, just the robes. We lay across from each other. I tried kissing her but she refused. We started talking about various subjects ranging from politics to television to old love affairs. I found out that she liked reading detective novels and erotic literature. She said books improved her desires so she could pursue them with her lovers. She enjoyed sports but wouldn't give up friends for anything in the world. She was a liberal professional of little success, had some economic stability. About her intimate life she said that she had many boyfriends but her best transes were with unknown men. Said to be a sexually resolved person and have already experienced many things in the matter of sex. Admitted having started from surubas, orgies, known massage houses, became a prostitute just to feel the taste of being debauchery and practicing sex for money. She has had homosexual experiences and found it very pleasurable, something different. She enjoyed doing double penetration once on a ship with two strangers but until today she didn't find the right guys to repeat the dose. At last she revealed that she was fanatic about oral sex. After our long conversation we were both aroused. She started masturbating herself. It was a beautiful erotic scene. Her fingers ran over her vagina with mastery and softness, penetrated delicately. Suddenly he got up and went to the window. On the balcony, she put her hands on the parapet and squeezed her behind and called me with a sign of an indicator. In shock I went up to that goddess who in her malicious voice asked for licking. Her wish sounded as if it were an order; gently lifting her robe I could gaze at a beautiful skirt, soft skin and just below a well-trimmed plumage covering a fleshy vulva with big lips swollen from excitement. I kissed her little feet, licked them and smelled their perfume. Gradually I got closer to her sex; I played with my tongue around it, and when I touched its trembling flesh a strong groan echoed through the room. With gentle movements she suckled her pussy from top to bottom using all the length of my language. Her moans grew louder and her body shook. She was delirious. Suddenly she turned round and opened up her legs positioning my face against her vagina: "Lamb clitoris until I make fun". I paid particular attention to her little button; at first with slow movements and then fast ones. She grabbed my hair and forcefully pushed my head towards her sex. It was possessed, wild. A few minutes went by before a loud long groan announced its orgasm. And it was wonderful to see that woman writhing in pleasure right there in front of me. I had never seen a girl have such an intense climax. She almost fainted into bed. I just watched her. Her beauty was typical for Olympian goddesses. Thin waist, long hair, naturally thick breasts with large pink beaks, an expanded vagina with very thin blond hairs, thick thighs, well-groomed skin, impeccably made nails, fleshy lips and roses. A woman for no man to defect. Minutes passed when desire again took over that wild one. - What are you waiting for? You think I'm a woman of only one orgasm. Come possess me anyway because this is how I like it - she said. As instinct threw myself at the woman there was no more time for chivalry. I stood on top of her, and with a strong thrust penetrated her in desire. It was the beginning of groans that would follow for the rest of the morning. Each movement was unique; we had sex as lovers but also as wild lovers. We transitioned into the most unusual positions possible, made love, four-way, standing up, all sorts of sexual variations, but what's more amazing is when this cat placed its face below my waistline. I'd never had oral sex with such a hard-on before, her mouth running through every part of my member, her hands running across my body, touching my testicles, walking around inside me. Her licks were wet like the insides of vaginas, and the sound of her blowjobs echoed throughout the room. She would masturbate to me while she was performing oral sex, and when it was about to explode she would stop manipulating and kiss me tenderly and gently, then return to fellatio. After much sucking she stopped the rhythmic movement of her mouth, lay down beside me and asked that I kneel over her and position my penis close to her large breasts. I obeyed and then she started punching me with slow caressing movements saying that she wanted to feel my semen on top of her boobs. It didn't take long for all my desire to be spilled out onto those couple of mounds of whiskers. Admittedly this was one of my best sexes, but there is a detail: She was an unknown who had no name either. After my orgasm I fell into a deep sleep and when I woke up it was day, the sun was hot and high. I got up, went to the bathroom washed my face and on the mirror there was a note: "I hope you have enjoyed your night because she will be unique". A sweet kiss Lady of the Night Obs.: The dogs are trapped" My experiment had come to an end and maybe I would never see that woman again but I'd remember her for a long time.
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