Mary of Magdala

Ladies and gentlemen!
I've decided to stop being lazy and today after work, I went to the gymnasium next door.
On the treadmill, listening to my ipod and sweatshirt ...rsrs I was in tune with Sandra Cretu on her 1985 hit "Maria Magdalena":
I closed my eyes and took a long breath...and remembered the title of this movie that I hadn't seen yet:
And I came back a few days ago for the weekend.
Lonely and needy. Solitary, I've decided to accept the invitation of my friends for a very popular new nightclub.
I was a little reluctant.
Oh, I don't usually drink alcoholic beverages.
And that's what happened... lonely, needy, feeling unwanted by someone who played on my senses and made me sound like an idiot. I went with some friends of mine and spilled a drink.
Wearing a little black dress, short sleeves and loose red hair that was bulky and shiny, I went to the track with my friends.
With half-closed eyes, I felt like the only person on that runway. My body began to move in a sensual rhythm of music.
And it was like that for three or four songs, maybe five?
At one point, I felt a body hug me from behind and shrink.
The masculine perfume sharpened my senses as large, soft hands wrapped around my waist and slowly went up and down over my body. I bowed my neck and felt the caress followed by a nibble from one mouth .My whole body shivered...you must be wondering: But you were on fire!!! How can he remember?
I wasn't totally drunk; just light, loose and like a woman-girl with feelings, intense sensations and feeling vulnerable...
I accepted everything he could offer me that night, at that moment.
Suddenly the music stopped and another started. He turned me over, pulled me towards his body. His hips swayed with mine in unison, our lower bodies formed together moving as one while our upper bodies seemed to glide.
Suddenly I felt warmth on that runway, and he joined our hands: his big soft ones with my small soft ones.
My eyes were fixed on his and there was nothing but our hands together, our bodies clenched.
I wiped my drowning face with a hand, laughed and followed him down the runway.
We're up against the wall.
- Seth, nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.
- Thirsty, Ayeska? His breath moved my hair.
I nodded my head.
- Just a Coke Light Plus with ice and lemon.
He held my chin with his finger and put a stamp on my lips.
- I'll be right with you.
As he mingled with the crowd around the bar, my friends appeared.
Sweating, laughing all the time.
- Dude, what a kitten.
- Oh, don't start with that.
- Ah, friend enjoy it. It's not worth getting upset for a little girl who doesn't like you... Enjoy!
- That's it Ayeska, relax and enjoy...
- Oh girls... I wanted and want him.
Don't be silly, your face is a kitten.
- She's a friend... who knows, it gives you an erection and you can forget about each other for a while.
- And what are you girls going to do?
- We're going to dance and who knows... something else.
- You're crazy. How can you do that?
Oh, my friend... you're the romantic one. Whoa! Your Greek God is coming.
Seth came over with a smile and handed me the soda.
"Umm, that's delicious", he said as I took a few sips and left it in the corner.
He drank some of his beer before he put his bottle beside mine and moved to stand in front of me, hands on my waist.
He ran his finger up my nose, felt the texture of a lock of my hair, then took hold of my cheek and stared for a long moment at my mouth.
I closed my eyes and thought of the one who wished, wanted, needed
I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck and pulled him toward me, but waited breathlessly while his thumb tracked down my lips.
His lips closed on mine and his tongue patted my lips tenderly until I opened them to let him in. The sweet taste of the soda mixed with malt beer, combined with his warm wet tongue slid over and around mine. I put my hands against his chest, feeling the force of his hard muscles, the heat of his skin and the rapid beating of his heart.
He kissed me breathlessly again, leaving me gasping as he walked away. He pressed a kiss on the corner of my mouth, cheek and neck. The gentle movement of his lips was like a feather sliding through my skin. I trembled, opened my eyes and clutched my cheek against his shoulder to push him back.
- Do you want to go for a walk? It's difficult to converse here. - He spoke close to my ear to be heard above the music, then straightening up to look at me with his hands rested on my shoulders. - Maybe one more dance first? - A slow song was playing and I did not refuse, extending my hand towards him.
"It's all right", I said as he led me to the dance floor.
He held me for a moment, we were moving to the rhythm of his hypnotic beat, then he turned around and positioned himself backwards towards me with one hand pressing against my stomach while the other squeezed mine. I leaned back into his solid body which was like a wall behind me, his erection tightly clutching at my butt as our bodies waved in sync with each other.
I allowed myself to rest my head against his chest and indulge in sensual music.
He took his hand to rest behind my neck, ran his fingers slightly underneath my arm creaking me... he ended with his hand on my rib just below the bulge of my breast.
My nipples hardened with the closeness, aching to be strangled. I arched my chest forward slightly and pressed my butt back against it all without losing rhythm.
We would move together in a slow erotic dance, and my vagina was a muscle of necessity pulsating to the rhythm of the song soaking up my panties.
My body begged for fulfillment.
Seth turned his body forward and pulled me into his arms again, resting my head against his chest as I listened to his heartbeat while our bodies moved in perfect harmony.
And finally, the song ended. I came out of his circle of arms and looked at him. He bowed his head and kissed me again, a long, slow exploration of his mouth right there on the crowded dance floor.
Outside, the cool breeze was felt as a blessing.
"It's crowded, smoky and stifling in there", he said.
Thanks for the dancing.
An awkward silence followed.
- What are you...?
I said at the same time he asked.
- Would you like to...?
We laughed, so I signaled for him to continue.
- What is it ?
- I was wondering if you'd like to go somewhere with me for a while.
My mind was racing, weighing the pros and cons of my home against his. I'd feel safer on my own turf but if he wanted to end the night it would be harder for me to ask him to leave. At his house I could simply make an excuse and go home.
I don't want to sound like some kind of...
I'd love to go somewhere with you, but I can't stay long.
- That's great.
His smile lit up his face and we then walked toward his car.
A few minutes later, he parked his car in a small garage. He crossed a little lawn. Throwing his keys up and down on the palm of his hand, he slid an arm around my waist and led me to the front door.
The house was a little overhang between two twin houses, the only differences were in a colored door here an awning there he unlocked it and led me inside reaching for the switch lit up the living room ahead.
I've got beer and, uh, wine.
I could tell he was nervous, and knowing that relieved some of my own agitation.
- No, thank you... I'm over what I don't usually get over tonight.
- Okay, cat. What are you doing?
He bent down to kiss me.
I bowed my head back, lifting myself up to meet his mouth with my free hand rested against his chest. Once again his soft lips enveloped me and a groan of satisfaction escaped.
Wrapping his arms around me, he pulled me to him. His muscles were inflexible under my hands and against my body.
His broad hands on my back, wandering from top to bottom before settling down in my butt, gripping it tightly. The protrusion of his erection squeezed into me by the zipper of his jeans and the fabric of the mue dress skirt.. My vagina tingled at contact and another moisture flooded my already wet panties. Holding his shoulders I rubbed my sex against his and was rewarded with a deep groan in his throat.
- He whispered as he split my lips with a wet slap.
I raised my chin to give him access and trembled softly, absorbing the kisses he gave me on my neck. My fingers squeezed his shirt fabric, and I pushed his chest forward as his lips slipped further down.
He left the grip on my butt to push his hand underneath the short sleeve of my dress, slipped over the ribs down into my bra and as he tucked my breast in his palm I groaned softly.
- Oh, my God!
With his other hand, he pulled my dress up revealing more skin. Licking and kissing and sucking the stiff nipples from each breast.
He straightened up.
His eyes stared at mine like they were hot.
- I love your dress, but could we...?
I smiled, grabbed my scarf and pulled the dress over my head -- excited, nervous, embarrassed to be standing there in a bra on top of me naked skin before this perfect stranger that I had just met.
Enjoy life, live great romances there in your city!!!
"But for a brief moment I remembered the title of that movie: 'He's Not That Into You.'
And I made up my mind then, not to think about him.
I looked at him and his gaze landed on my breasts.
I held my breath for a moment, frozen as he clenched my breasts and squeezed my nipples.
My nipples were stiff, two little red buttons he bent over sucking a button in his mouth the sensation went straight to my pubic area my vagina excited I suffocated
I looked at her big, soft hand wrapping around my white breast.
I groaned again, and he clasped my breast in his hands and mouth.
He gave equal attention to my other breast, his tongue striking my nipple slightly, licking it around before sucking it into his mouth.
Seth played with my other breast just for a moment, then his hand came down sliding through my ribs and stomach towards the butt of my panties he slipped one finger stroking on my groin my abdominal muscles rippled at contact and my vagina swelled eagerly.
I bit my lower lip when his fingers reached the elastic band of my panties and then slid it down. His touch on the swollen lips of my sex, sent a blaze of fire, and I wanted him inside me immediately, not just one finger trying to probe but his penis.
Leaving my hoarse nipple out of his mouth, he half knelt before me. He kissed my belly and stuck his tongue into my navel.
His hands on my vagina, sliding down my thighs in his underwear.
I rested a hand on his shoulder, my pulse trembled and my pelvis kept beating as he slowly lowered my panties sliding them down my legs off of my feet. He bent over and pressed a gentle kiss into my most intimate area, licked my clitoris releasing a wave of sensations.
- Oh, my God!
I groaned, my eyes almost closed as the desire ran through me.
Substituting his tongue for fingers, he dipped one and then two inside me... pumped them in and out while licking my clitoris.
I closed my eyes and rocked my hips forward, finding the stab of his fingers.
One of her hands firmly held my hip while the other fucked me, filling and stretching it with controlled stabbings.
What a boner. How delicious!
I screamed, holding his shoulders and resisting against him.
His tongue retreated, but his mouth remained firm on me, lightly sucking my clitoris until the last tremor passed through me.
Lifting up at last, he carried me in his arms and let me fall toward him.
I walked away from him and started unbuttoning his shirt.
Pushing my hands aside and ignoring the rest of the buttons, he pulled his shirt up over his head to then go into his bracelet unbuttoning and opening his jeans.
With almost frantic haste he pushed the jeans down on his hips and legs, lifting at one leg then the other when he took off his shoes and socks too.
His broad shoulders and chest, his conical torso down to narrow hips, calling my attention to the thick penis protruding between his legs.
I approached timidly and touched his penis, but before I had a chance to feel the soft skin surrounding its flesh in my hand he felt the strength of his body by holding me in his arms as if I were nothing.
He took me to the couch and laid me down underneath it. The rough upholstery scratched my bare back and butt.
Tall and imposing, he stood over my body for a moment. Pushing my legs apart with his knee and kneeling between them, lowered his body on mine, a tight fit in the sofa. His arms were supported by each side of my head, and my hair was stuck under one of them.
My heart shot up, beating so hard it hurt when his heavy weight squeezed me onto the couch.
The tip of his penis sought my entrance, poking at the painful lips that clutched around him.
I forgot my condom, just for a second.
He got out of me, he jumped off the couch and hit his cinnamon on my coffee table.
A nervous laugh escaped my lips, and with the thought of another I was also forgetting.
Noticing my naked body spread out, one leg pressed against the back of the couch and the other foot on the floor, I put both legs together to conceal my vagina.
A few minutes later, he reappeared at the entrance to the living room. His head bowed as he concentrated on tearing open the condom wrapper in his hands.
My libido came back fully charged. Oh yes, this is what I was looking for. No doubt about it.
He stopped to roll the condom down over his penis and continued on toward the couch.
- What the fuck?
He tripped and fell in the middle of the couch, stopping himself before crushing me.
- Just a little more excited here.
I didn't say anything, just stretched out my arms and put myself around him, so once again he lowered his body over mine.
He didn't look away when he reached out and guided his penis into my wet pussy.
My hips bent to meet him and my inner muscles tightened around him, swallowing it inch by inch as he slowly filled me. The weight and circumference of his penis stretched and filled me, and I groaned with satisfaction.
My eyelids halfway down.
You are so hot, smelly and soft.
His rough whisper inflamed me. I squeezed my inner muscles holding him, gripping him inside. My hands slipped down on his broad back and over the muscles of his buttocks. I grabbed his butt and pulled it much deeper.
He groaned as he withdrew and struck me again, bent down to kiss me gently at first a mere rubbing then invading my mouth with his tongue in the same way that his penis possessed my body.
I surrendered to his aggressive kiss, accepting the probation of my tongue and insinuating mine around me.
Cutting off the kiss, I sought a trembling breath of air.
He buried his face in the curve of my neck. Quiet grunts and erratic breaths sounded close to my ear as he was pumping inside and outside my body. Under my hands, his butt muscles tense up hard with each blow, and I arched myself to find them all, my own tension rising.
As his rhythm increased and his grunts grew louder, I thought he was close to joking.
- Fuck....what a hot mouth! Aaaaaahhhhhhhh...Caralhoooo...how cute you are
He stopped, his buttocks hard as stone beneath my hands, then the wave of tremors rushed at him.
Breathing heavily, he collapsed over my body and remained there for a long moment before raising his head.
- You weren't kidding yourself...
I smiled at his accusing tone and the concern in his eyes.
It's all right, don't worry about it.
No, I should have waited.
- You made fun of me once.
- Well, you'll have to wait for the second round.
I got out from under his heavy, sweaty body and smiled again.
- Who knows next time? with slow movements I went to get my panties, bra, dress, sandals.
"You're leaving already?" he asked me, between surprise and anger.
- Yeah, I got to go... see you around.
In the face of his surprised look, I got dressed and throwing a kiss into the air quickly left.
I had tried, I was in the mood but my treacherous heart betrayed me.
Ayesk@
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