Before the night is over

Midnight on Friday.
I turned off my note and the loneliness struck deep into my soul.
The screen went out, but something told me not to go to bed.
Outside, the leaves and wind were howling.
I looked at myself in the mirror and took a breath; hugged my own body.
A silent tear ran down my cheek, stopping at the corner of my mouth. I slipped my tongue into it and felt its salty taste.
Determined I looked again at the clock, its incessant ticking.
I opened my wardrobe and took off a white dress, transparent, ethereal - in contrast to the whiteness of my skin only dark red hair and brown eyes were visible.
Just a pair of panties underneath, breasts loose.
I felt like a ghostly vision.
I put on a knee-length coat to hide the transparent white dress and go out at night.
I walked through streets, alleys, squares, empty places.
I felt like the only person in the world.
Suddenly I felt a chill in my neck.
I felt watched.
I looked back, and there was a big guy.
I tightened my jacket belt and quickened my pace.
The wind blew my hair back.
I won't hurt you... let me touch it, feel it.
I stopped and looked back at the big guy in black.
I couldn't see his face.
But I felt something change inside my body.
A hunger, a need, something unexplained.
I did not run away.
I've been waiting for you.
He came over and touched my face with his warm touch.
I felt my heart racing, my hands sweating and a warm moisture dripping down my panties.
In an instant, leaning against the wall in a dead-end street, I felt his breath on my face, his body pressed against mine.
Your strong body and my soft one.
Her mouth firm on mine, her tongue parting my lips and kisses breathlessly wet.
Bodies curled up, hands outstretched caressing and touching.
I felt his hard member pressing on my pubis.
He opened my coat and I helped him take it off.
My eager hands entered through the collar of his coat and my hand went into an open shirt, touching him.
I put my finger on the tip of her nipple.
Your moaning and the nibble on my neck...
And then I was delivered...
Just the two of us.
Alone, excited in that lonely place.
Our breathing and heartbeat are synchronized.
And then I had the best night of my life...
I felt her fingers reaching for my belly over the dress as she found it; her finger rubbed my pubic-hairless stomach across the fine fabric of the dress.
I groan deeply
With my back against the wall, his body pressing on mine, he forced my arms up.
With one hand firmly holding my mound, he gently moved his other hand to slide his fingers into my dress.
His finger dipped into my swollen inlet as I felt his uncontrolled breathing around my ear.
His voice in my ear, it gave me shivers all over.
Images of the two of us entwined in a bed, our bodies moving and moaning and sweating.
- Come with me...
- It's not...
- Yes, you are.
Then with a shriek of surprise, he picked me up in his arms as if I were an infant and led me toward the woods beyond.
I twisted and turned, trying to get him to put me down.
"Genius girl", he said, smacking me on the ass.
The heat of his lid scorched me deeply, leaving my body burning hot; I had enjoyed that little plug.
I figured my reaction to him was due to the elevated levels of my hormones.
I bit my lips so as not to groan, felt its pungent smell, the scent of male sex that enveloped me completely, making my breasts tingle and ache.
Let me down - I asked.
Changing the beat, he moved me to his other shoulder.
I saw the grass appear as it walked and plunged into the woods, letting darkness envelop us.
Finally he put me down and I landed on a piece of wood.
I was quiet and grateful that I wasn't brooding over him anymore.
He walked away without saying a word.
"Would you leave me there alone?"
My eyes tried to adjust to the darkness of the woods.
Huge trees both wide and high, I went after him.
And I found him a few feet over there, behind some log.
He was great!
He was jerking off, his hand on his long hard penis.
I stood, mesmerized by the erotic sight and with my heart racing, watched.
Immediately I felt a puddle between my thighs, and I tried to move but couldn't.
He held his penis up and down, he stroked it, pumping at a furious rate that filled my mouth with water.
Unbeknownst to him, I approached.
I had to see, I longed for more.
With his eyes closed and focused on the task at hand he said:
I told you it wouldn't hurt.
I answered and cautiously approached him, getting within arm's reach.
The desire, the urge to touch him and caress him and soothe him took over my thoughts. With boldness I moved even closer. He looked like a wild man whose body was now completely naked.
Jacket, pants, shirt, socks and shoes thrown on the grass.
I moved my hand over his; it wasn't going to fool me.
It was him I thought about, dreamed of and wanted.
I would love to have your penis stuck in my tight, throbbing vagina.
- Am I doing this right?
I couldn't see his face in that twilight.
- Yes, faster... he groaned and put his hand on mine.
His penis was erect and I was surprised when he swelled up more.
Then he bowed his head and groaned loudly, ejaculating into my hand.
I licked my hand, tasting his semen it had a salty taste and a wild tinge that made me want to rub it on my aching breasts and nipples.
- Thank you... he grunted away from me.
- I wanted to...
I wished to lick my palm to prove his essence once more, but he was looking at me with a haunted look.
"Come here", he ordered.
When I didn't move, he repeated his order.
<unk> Come here. - and tapped lightly on the spot next to his lap.
"What do you intend to do?" I asked, knowing that my sexual hunger was visible. Her eyes saw the evidence of my fluids wetting the inside of my thighs.
He choked.
"Sit down", he demanded, grabbing my arms and forcing me to sit on his lap.
I felt through the thin fabric of her dress, the warmth of your hand.
<unk> What does the wind have to do with... Ooh, that's so good - I replied feeling his touch.
I arched my back, inviting his touch while at the same time giving him a glimpse of my lumpy and loose breasts underneath the dress. And again he stroked me, letting me get used to feeling his hands on me, felt the excitement pulsate from his penis that had grown rigidly nestled between my open legs.
He knew I longed for more and more.
Moving his hands towards my thighs, he then moved them through my legs which I would wrap around him when he was deep inside of me in the heat.
He coiled his hand closer to my wet, throbbing core and then slid a finger into my clitoris.
My body trembled with intense hunger.
My red sex was dripping.
My bouquet was on fire.
I'll play with your hot potty - he ordered, at the same time sliding a finger back and forth over my wet opening provoking her clitoris with his movement.
I answered him and felt his mouth on the beak of my breasts over her dress.
With one of her hands, she pulled at my dress and ripped it apart. My white breasts were stretched out towards her like milk.
He groaned as he felt her tongue on one nipple and then the other, so he closed his mouth over one of them and sucked.
I felt his hard-on.
"May I?" I asked, reaching out to grab his throbbing penis.
No - he grunted.
"Let me give you pleasure, please", he answered, moving to suck his other breast.
<unk> Ahhhhhhh....- I gasped as he slid a finger into my wet opening.
<unk> That...scream...growl...so-and slowly pulled her finger out, only to plunge it back in faster and quicker strokes that squeezed the muscles of my vagina.
<unk> Ooh... ohhhhhhhhhhh.... - with eyes closed and my head tilted back, I let his finger do the work.
"That sounds nice. Do you like it?" he asked, knowing full well that I did.
Stop talking - I commanded it.
I heard a chuckle.
- What are you laughing at?
I felt myself melting with my hot vagina squeezing her finger, but I knew what I really wanted!
"I wanted his penis deep inside me.
- Ohhh yesmmm....it was what I wanted the most and want more!..."
His finger moved in my folds, my clitoris a small stone of pleasure, he stroked it with his thumb while banging two fingers inside me and his mouth devoured my breasts.
I moved my hips on him and he attacked my clitoris harder.
<unk> Come to me... like this.... let it happen"... - he said as I arched my back, threw my head backwards, rubbed his fingers with the muscles of my vagina and ...
So I fell forward and mocked his fingers.
With affection he pulled his fingers out and licked them, tasting my taste.
<unk> I can't believe that I just let you, a stranger, do this to me -- pushed him around a little bit.
What I'd really like to do is lay you out on the grass, spread your legs and then punch my dick so deep inside of you that you would know what it feels like to be truly fucked.
"I don't think so", I replied, trying to cover myself with my torn dress.
Sounds good to me.
"Let me go"... I said, getting up to get away from him.
When he got up, grabbed me by both arms and threw me to the ground I fought like a mad cat. I tried resisting scratching and screaming at him but he wouldn't give in keeping me trapped between his thighs then finally stopped
After all, what do you want?
What I want is your sketch .
I tried to resist, but when he leaned over me...
<unk> What I really want, explosive; first is to suck your breasts until you are so wet that I can slide my cock deep inside of you, so that you know what it's like to be taken, mounted and have pleasure. But before doing this, I intend licking the warm cream from your vagina with my tongue.
His words excited me more than I thought possible. For the first time, all my reason ran away.
I defy you.
"You know what you're asking?" he replied growling.
His chest went up and down. He groaned as he lowered his head, plunging his tongue back into my mouth. I responded by dueling my tongue with hers, stimulating the wild part of him.
My little hands slipped through his hair and he pulled the dress between our bodies, and soon my bare breasts were in his hand.
I groaned and twitched beneath him as he stroked my two nipples with his fingers. His hands held up my breasts, and he took one of them into his mouth and sucked it hard.
I contracted my pube, arching my back and then he shifted to the other breast. When my little hand grabbed his stiff stick, he threw his head back in ecstasy. The sensation of his warm skin on mine was an aphrodisiac. As I opened up my legs further, holding my arms overhead, he moved lower, kissing and biting at my naked flesh. With his head between my thighs, he caressed my clitoris. My pube was already wet and ready for him. My fluids calling out. Opening my folds with his finger, he licked my nectar.
I can't take another second... fuck me, come on.
Clutching his arms around me, he calmed my movements while thrusting his tongue deep into my wet opening.
<unk> Mmm... please - I begged and sobbed, shaking my head back with pleasure.
He stroked my wet opening with his fingers, rubbing against my clitoris until it hardened and made me feel like I was falling off a cliff.
<unk> Oh, oh....breast...but it's eating me. - I bowed out of my mind.
My fluids slipped over his tongue, which licked me voraciously.
<unk> Ahhhhhhhh...please come into me.
He positioned himself between my legs, and before I could say anything more, he poked open my folds with the tip of his penis and plunged deep into my tight opening. He stood still letting my body get used to feeling him inside me. Then he slowly retreated, only to slide delightfully inch by inch back into my warm vagina.
I slipped my hands on his back and pulled him in, wanting to get deep inside of me. Without subtlety he plunged deeper and harder. Deep and long strokes that brought instant warmth into my body.
"Come to me... fly with me", he said, as I wrapped my legs around him and urged him on.
Give me everything... - I choked, my nails scratching your back as you grabbed his ass with the legs.
Folding his hands under my ass, he lifted up my hips to allow an even deeper penetration.
<unk> Ohh....soooooo....ahhhhhhhhhh... meeeuuuuuu! - I exclaimed arching my back hard as I mocked and flew.
He threw his head back, roaring with satisfaction and scoffing deep inside my bouquet.
Careful not to let all his weight fall on me, he bent over and kissed me tenderly. I held tightly to his chest. Tears flowed freely down my face.
It was wonderful, and I totally missed it.
Ayesk@
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