My dream is with a boy who walks in front of me, one day that seems to be a banal one.
He’s dressed in black pants that are very good on his naughty butt and is in perfect contrast with the white shirt, bent on the back of his, like an athlete.
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The elegantly raised sleeves show long tan arms. He was wearing impeccable black shoes, he was announced as a determined man who knows what he wants and does what he wants. From the back I saw only a shaved cheek and a fine scent came to me. I stepped up, I wanted to get closer. I do not know why he stopped and he was looking for something in his pocket. He turned around. The blue eyes froze me. He asked me if I have a watch, I’m stuck, I did not expect him to approach me. I would have liked to rinse my eyes with the appetizing forms. The imagination was playfully in my mind. I answered or not, I do not know. He saw my reaction, he saw that I was surprised and invited me to drink something to apologize. How to refuse? We presented ourselves, we changed a few replies, we quickly searched for a place to go and we found it. We talked about ordinary things. He was on his way home, a meeting was canceled, he was going to change. The story seemed to be coming to an end and it was not the end I wanted. I loved seeing the frosting eyes, the scar on his left cheek that made me wonder, “A girl?” For a girl he had risked that sign that undoubtedly gave him the air of an adventurer from long ago gone? To also admire the profile that seemed to me to betray a strong character, his high eyebrows, the fleshy, sensual lips and his beard, to fill my eyes and the mind of him , that was what I wanted. We drank a juice, we agreed to leave, we paid, and that’s what we did. At the exit, he touched my arm lightly. I was electrocuted, we were watching in each other’s eyes, the looks were telling the same. He grabbed my hand, pulled me to him, kissed me: a pressed, long kiss, without giving me the opportunity to say anything. I was without air, without power and it seemed like thousands of butterflies were dancing in my stomach, my reason was asking me what I was doing, my heart urged me to be with him, somewhere only us. I opened my eyes. He was watching me. He grabbed my wrist, he did not let myself run away, he pulled me to him me without saying anything. We headed for a taxi, we got up. As in a silent film I followed him without saying anything, without knowing where we were going, without words. His eyes hypnotized me. He said an address, I did not remember anything. On the way to the unknown I only spoke through our eyes . I was smiling , I was in another world. My heart was banging with power, and I was wondering how I set my Divinity to sent him in my way, or it was a challenge from the Devil to try my self-control? It didn’t matter. I was with him and my thoughts did not give me peace: what was going on? Are they at the height of expectations? Will it be as I wish? Good luck that the road did not last long. He paid off, we went down. A new block at the edge of the forest. We climbed the stairs, he unlocked a door and in front of my eyes he revealed his apartment. I saw that he lived alone, and if in the living room the order was all well-arranged, at one glance in the bedroom, the bed was disordered, specific to a bachelor. Probably he hurried for the meeting that was canceled earlier. From another room a Burmese cat appeared, moving toward us curious, rubbing on my legs and walking past us. The boy asked me if I drink something. “Water,” I managed to articulate. He announced that he was coming back immediately and I remained alone. The music began to sound in deafness, and he returned with two glasses of water. I drank, he took my glass from my hand, and kissed my ear. In the meantime he whispered, “I want you!” He kissed my neck, the kisses were fine, wet and they made me feel my nipples hardening in the black lace bra. With a hand on my hip, he leaned to one side and commanded me: “Get them out!” I pulled out the heel shoes that brought me to his height. A hand descended on my ass, slowly over my black skirt, he was studying me, and the other embraced my breast with lust. The peach color blender fell, unclogging my shoulders, and the tight blouse I had on the bottom was quickly removed. The kisses at the base of my neck above my breasts made me crazy, how did he know? He was doing a good job, and his perfume distracted me for a moment: “Bleu de Chanel.” Lord! He suddenly turned me back to him and put me close to his well-built body, making me on fire under my skirt covering my nakedness. His hands were on my breasts, then on my back, then on my buttocks and thighs, then he pulled a nipple between his fingers and the other unfastened the skirt that fell. He was in front of me on his knees, studying, kissing everything … He got up and said, “Come!” He pulled me after him and put me on a wall. He got down, he put one of my legs on his shoulder and he kissed me deep. I was moaning … I got him up, I began slowly to take off his shirt, I walked my fingers on his chest, I reached the nipples and I touched them, I bit him slightly and I smelled him: tanned skin, perfume mixed with tobacco, great combination for me. I loved what I saw, the senses were excited, my hands touched the pectorals, there was no hair, I got down to the abdomen, I unbuttoned his pants, and let them fall after gently pulling the erected member. Just as I figured. Without wanting I said a “mm” it was great that he did not hear what I think: “Wow, it’s appetizing.” I got on my knees in front of him and I started to play: I caressed, I licked , I kissed, I watched. He was excited but impatient. He did not give me much time. He was moaning when his penis touched my neck inside, so he liked and enjoyed the moment. He stopped me, he turned me with my back at him , he bent me. He caressed my buttocks, he walked his fingers over my hot thighs, up and down and suddenly penetrated me me deep with his tongue. I did not know what kept me standing. The sensations were new to me, the impression that they were from another world. He continued to play with his tongue and he revealed me unpredictable experiences, he showed his talent of master, I was whispering, I was moaning , I was screaming , it was wonderful! From the wall I do not know how but I got to a couch. He sat down and pulled me over. The rhythm was fast, a more bold position than another, I did not have time to think about orgasm, the sex was awesome, but I really wanted to see him released from sexual energy in an explosive orgasm that he deserved it fully. We took a break to drink water, the we continued the same, we were passionate and full of desire. My stranger lighted a cigarette, I stretched out on the couch behind him. He turned around and he looked at me. He stood up and said, “Come on!” he pushed me lightly on the bed, I guessed what he wanted and stayed with my back at him. He leaned over, he held me wild, the noises made by our bodies that met with a jerk, with a detachment of a man without any obligation, no commitment, no restraint, no desire. With a hand grabbing a pillow, pulling it under my basin and changing the rhythm, it was tender and deep, he kept the same tempo until the storm unfolded. I was invaded by that immense, intense pleasure that encompasses you, paralyzing your mind and body, making you wish it is not over. He understood what was going on, he stopped slowly, delicately, lying beside me for a break. I kissed his hot abdomen , I grasped his penis with my mouth and I twirled slightly as the tongue played at the top, careful of the details. He was moaning , it was good, I was sucking it gently. His head was left behind, his eyes closed, he was invaded by pleasure, and he moaned again. He looked, then closed his eyes again, waiting for the wonderful ending. We changed the rhythm from time to time, he helped me with a hand, slowly twisted, we went in again, felt the way it went, and continued until the seminal fluid filled my mouth. Warm, sweet.
