The Lust of Strangers (closed for silverchild)

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It was the eyes. There was something about them. Infused in melancholy and a faint sense of desire, they were jade and jaded. They had an anonymous quality that allowed him to sit alone, unnoticed. He liked it that way, the bar was rarely bustling, but the idle chat of locals was all the company he had. People rarely even noticed his figure sat pedastalled by the end of the bar, the barman refilling his drink periodically, but uttering no words. His eyes looked deep, piercingly into his glass, but his gaze met no answers.

No-one here knew his name, it had been so long since he had even heard it, that he was beginning to forget it himself. This bar was all he had, he was no slave to the drink, just the company it kept. Sometimes he would listen in amongst the monotonous drivel of locals to find an interesting conversation. He listened to couples mainly, the words that they uttered under their breath when they thought nobody was listening. In his mind, they were fools, blinded by their trust, impatient in their search for meaning.

He knew better. His trust had been misplaced before, and that long road had led him here, a solitary soldier against the past. His rough hands sat in his stubbled chin, elbows upon the bar, face looking down. He liked it here, it was routine, it was normal, it was his life. But it was empty, and whichever way he spun the situation, he knew he wanted more. He was human, he had desires, but no social function to fill them, he rarely even spoke any more. He was lost, he needed saving, but his attempts to save himself had failed before, and he was losing hope. He kept himself to himself in an attempt not to get hurt again, and sat in desolation at his own request.

It was his eyes though, after all, that defined him. Each passing person who met his hard gaze melted his stare to one of brief hope. As they walked on by, his hope would erode and the hard steely look of melancholy and desire would set in once more.

 

[silverchild_24]

A simple look..

Somewhere new had been come yet it wasn't by choice for it was more of a need deep within her heart. Downwards eyes were as if there was a secret being kept for as long as possible, towards the bar she moved slowly and silently. Busy this place seemed to be with all of the idle chatter going on about, each person seemed to be paired off with another save for a few just like herself. Light gray eyes lifted so a better look could be taken around before gaze fell upon a man sitting at the end of the bar, looked he did as if he didn't want anyone to bother him at all so she wasn't going to try.

Parted lips became as she looked to a tender before ordering a drink and pulling out cash from a pocket, over that smooth counter top it was slide in exchange for fingers moving to that drink so it could be lifted to her lips. Slight sigh came after a sip of liquid had been taken, for this is what was always looked after, quiet moments like this one where even with noise all around you peace could still be had. Back at that man near the end she stared beginning to think about him, as people always said there was much to be known about a name. Bold enough she wasn't to go over and ask for that very thing longed for suddenly and perhaps it was better this was, that far away dream of romance and seduction all to be done by someone with the perfect name, how silly was she..

 

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He noticed her as soon as she entered. A new face. As ever, his optimism rose as her tried to make contact with her enticing light grey eyes, but he failed. She seemed barely to notice him and he returned to his business. Drink in hand, he took a deep breath and let himself drift. Something was different though, usually he found it so easy to sit in his corner, isolated from the world and be unnoticed. Usually he found it so easy to allow his mind to wander throught he conversations of those around him. He tried and failed. His concentration was wavering, his mind unfocused. He lifted his hand to take a deep sip of encouragement, still though, he was unable to perform his routine.

It was the new face. A nameless face. He wasn't one to stare, but he didn't need to. In a room of drunkards and merriment, there was a stranger. A new stranger. He could not tell if it was the fact that she was new, or that she was alone, or indeed her captivating demeanour that held his gaze so well, but he could not help but glance sideways towards her. He felt something stir, it was a spark. Some strange spark that was affecting his concentration. A spark that was preventing him from sitting in his own world, keeping his untold stories to himself. A spark towards this nameless face. This mysterious stranger that had the audacity to come into his bar and disrupt his concentration.

No, this wasn't anger he felt. It was different. He allowed his eyes to watch her once more. There was something almost playful about his actions that he couldn't control. He was a man who despised attention, who had spent so long living out his past mistakes by building a world of isolation. Yet something within him somehow wanted her to catch him looking. Something within him wanted to be noticed, to be seen.

 

[silverchild_24]

All thoughts were pushed away from her mind as glass was lifted upwards in silence to take another drink allowing lips to part so such could be done. She knew there were people staring at her, in return a look back was given each time before one got more than a look. It had been the one first noticed when she had come into the bar, the loner who gave her a much longer look and she had caught him doing such a thing. Light blush came upon her cheeks before glass was lifted towards him ever so slightly as another sip was taken. Upwards into a smile lips began to curl flashing him with her teeth for just a moment before looking away knowing he wasn't going to be into such games. Much younger than him she was and it was going to take more than trying to be charming to make people look at her for something more than a petty one night stand.

Increase the volume of chatter would in the bar suddenly making her feel very out of place, light gray eyes began to stare down into her glass as if it held the future for her suddenly. "Two more drinks and then I will just go home.." was thought for loneliness was something which couldn't be helped, even within a huge place like this when it was believed within the heart no one would ever give you the time of day.

 

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Was it his heightened state of confusion, or had the mysterious stranger just ever so slightly lifted her glass towards him as she drank? He couldn't be sure, but what did it mean? He focussed his concentration on her much more, daring himself more and more to be caught staring. Why would she raise her glass and then ignore him? Was she playing a game with him? What did she want? Unsure if he would be prepared to break his rules, to willingly and voluntarily interact with someone was a big step. After all this time, he didn't want to be a fool, to have foolishly imagined that a young, pretty stranger, such as that which sat across the bar, would have initiated communication with himself.

Confusion didn't really describe his feelings any more. There was something else. Was it a gentle wave of excitement, some sort of chemical electricity creeping through his brain? Who was this mysterious person, and how had she already had such an effect on him. Unwilling to prove himself a fool, but also far too willing to believe that tonight would be different to the countless others that he had spent in this place, he raised his glass to his lips. In one smooth motion, he tilted it in her direction, before enclosing his lips around the cold glasses edge, consuming a deep intake of his beverage, before returning the glass to its position on the bar. His eyes stayed focussed on her position, he knew that she had seen his action. Now he would find out the answers to his questions. Had she been signalling to him, or was she just an attractive young woman, out and waiting for a friend.

"Get a grip."He told himself. Why should she be signalling to him? What would she want with him? She was probably waiting for her friend, probably a boyfriend or husband.

He returned to his drink. Still though, her presence bugged him, the nameless face certainly had a presence about her, and it was disturbing his thoughts. He finished his drink, and, with courage refuelled, decided that tonight was going to be his first step to recovery. He began to stand up, intending to go over to the young woman and possibly keep her company until her friend arrived. After all, it wasn't the nicest place to be alone, he was testament to that. Secretly though, as he stood up and took his first few strides over the woman, part of him hoped she was alone, and was waiting for him. She turned her head gently as he approached and something in her eyes formed an instant connection within him. Chemistry, electricty, excitement, anticipation. Call it what you will. It was a rush.

"Evening". He spoke.

 

[silverchild_24]

Thoughts would come and go, mostly about the reasons why she had come to this bar tonight. Was she trying to break out of the normal routine which had been in place for quite sometime, or was it something more a drive and desire deep within that couldn't be explained only acted upon. So young she was and perhaps that's what had people looking her over every few seconds, it was either that or they thought she would pull out a knife or gun and start attacking people. Wonder she would if people never came her alone as that would explain the current attitude these people seemed to have, making sure they weren't going to die when relaxing from the days that had been had.

Silent man could be seen making a sudden motion as if it had been for her alone, glass was lifted in her direction and sipped. A blink was given before lifting her own glass to her lips as if to reply for this wasn't a language which was understood. Lips curled into a smile as cheeks began to turn a light shade of pink knowing he was watching her along with the others, yet his gaze was something very different than the others as if a plan was about to be placed into action or something of the like. Faster her heart would begin to beat as that man couldn't have been flirting with a person such as herself, if he only knew she could have been a virgin with how much experience she had, then he wouldn't have given her the time of day or this coy play between the two would have been finished by now.


A few moments had passed before she dared to look in the direction that man was, but no longer there he was and she knew it had all been some stupid game she had bought into for the time being. Something had to had been done wrong upon her part was the current thought within her mind before her head would move to look around and she spotted him coming right towards that empty seat next to her. Light gray eyes seemed to sparkle while her heart began to beat a bit faster, calmness was needed right within this moment but it wouldn't come as he spoke first.

Deep and rich his voice was making a slight chill move down her spine before giving a polite reply in turn. "Good Evening, Sir.." Smooth and soft voice would come out from parted lips before glass was moved to lips as if taking a sip for sudden strength to get through this conversation without doing anything wrong.

 

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She replied. It was an overwhelming fear of rejection that had initially left him short of something witty to say as an opening remark. There she was though, replying. A boost of confidence started to flow and he spoke again, "If you are waiting for somebody I could keep you company.". She smiled. He watched as the ends of her pert mouth gently swept upwards to form the motion. He felt something new, a warmth. A warmth he hadn't felt in a long time, he tried to smile back. It was hard though, his intentions were well meaning, a smile to put this mysterious face at ease, but he wasn't sure how it came across. It had been some time.

She shook her head from side to side, a slow motion, her eyes watching his lips intently as he spoke. His voice was low, it was deep, but he was scared it would betray his isolated existence, which for some reason he felt he had to hide. Then would you mind if I was to buy you a drink? It came out as the first thing on his mind, and afterwards he knew instantly it sounded creepy. A man such as himself, a stranger to this young woman who held such an attraction, and he almost bit his lip after the words had left them. He went to apologise but she smiled again. A smile. An encapsulating smile that drew him in, it was invigourating, it lifted him, it made him feel alive. What was this? What was happening? She nodded. "So whats your name then, miss?" he asked, still half expecting her to run away. He noticed he was already feeling himself drawn in by this woman, a stranger with a young face. He waited for her response.

 

[silverchild_24]

After she had spoken and taken that drink the feeling of something new which couldn't be explained came over her. "If you are waiting for someone I could keep you company." had been spoken by that man yet only a shake of her head was given to his comment before adding words to go along, "I am here alone, no one is coming for me, Sir." was spoken in a soft tone. A smile was seen upon his face yet it came across as a slight bit cold as if unsure of what actions should be taken now.

Light gray eyes became fixed upon his lips wondering what it was going to be he would say next, would it be some cheesy line or something better than that which would flow from his lips. The latter it was something plain and simple not trying to hard to impress her. Silent nod was given then a simple to his offer letting him know that it was going to be taken. Something caught her attention and it was him suddenly biting down upon his lower lip, was he as nervous as she was suddenly or was this just a part of his game if he was playing one with her.

A name was asked of her and she wondered if a lie should be told but better of it was thought before whispering. "My name is Catherine, Sir. Might I ask for you own as well, or should you remain nameless for the time being..?" Fingertips would be placed upon the bar top running back and forth slowly watching him giving off anthoer smile, moved they did to his forearm gently but suddenly pulled away knowing it had been the wrong thing to do as she wasn't some common hooker trying to pick up a man.

 

[badgel]

Catherine. Was this her real name, or something she had made up? He still couldn't be sure what he could see in her eyes, was it fear or anticipation. As emotions caught up with him in his mind, things he hadn't felt in so, so long, he realised she had asked his name. Once more devoid of something clever to say he cleared his throat, but then was stifled by contact on his arm. She touched him.

He looked down, startled, and she pulled away. Was she frightened? He hadn't meant to scare her. It was the first time anybody had even come close to touching him for a long time. He looked back into her eyes again and he saw that same mix of fear and excitement. He suddenly started to wonder how he had been looking all of this time. He certainly didn't want to come across as some dirty drunkard trying his hand at the nearest thing to him. It was more than that, much more, this girl had something about her, she was different, he could see that. He had been attracted to her the moment she walked in, that in itself was a rare thing. What should he do? His mind was completely lost in her now, the drivel of the pub that he had often listened to so earnestly forgotten, and he had become mixed into one of those conversations he had often intruded upon.

She still seemed unsure of her touching his arm, and he was not sure why she had done so. Perhaps she had the same mixed up feelings as him? What did she want from him? He wasn't sure, and for the first time in a long time he took a risk.

It was a smile. Just a smile, but a risk all the same. In his smile he told her that her touching his arm had been welcomed. It told her he wasn't some crrepy man. So they sat, two strangers, and he spoke once more. "Catherine, miss. What brings you here? Take it from me, this isn't the nicest of neighbourhoods, for a pretty young thing as yourself." As he spoke, his mind was toying with the idea of touching her hand which lay just inches form his own, propped up at the bar. As he delivered his line, his eyes were focussed on hers, and his hand slowly moved across the bar those few inches to come to rest against hers. He saw her flinch. Was it a good sign?

 

[silverchild_24]

Away hand had been pulled and placed upon the counter not knowing what else could be done with it currently as this man seemed to be watching every movement which was being made by her, it was as if something was being figured out without asking her about it first. Lock their eyes would as if they each had a different thought and were trying to gage how to go about letting the other know it. She really hoped that a drunken slut wasn't what he thought this was going to be, something easy to handle and well enough to get his rocks off.

Once more she would look to him looking for some sign that touching him hadn't been a bad thing or that he wasn't going to go try and find someone who had more class than he thought her to have. Suddenly that smile curled up upon his lips and it couldn't be helped when one was given back to him in due turn. Begin to think upon his name she would but realized that he had never given one, it must have meant he wished to remain nameless for the time being. Down eyes moved suddenly to check and see if a wedding ring was being worn not wanting to go down that path, such trouble she could be within but nothing was seen just a light sun kissed skin which was bare upon that third finger.

A question was finally asked, bring her back from trying to figure this man out upon her own with no given help or clues. "I suppose I came here because I was looking for something new, something which would suit me much better than drinking alone at home. Can that be understood that lonely people too at times need a bit of company to keep themselves from going insane by their thoughts?" was whispered suddenly. To forward and strong she was suddenly making her want to get up and leave before this man could tell her that something like a sick fuck she was by having those types of thoughts. Noticed his hand was moving towards her own upon the bar top as their eyes remained connected, slight flinch was given but it wasn't a bad thing. Surprised she had been by the action yet it was know that it had been ruined. Stupid she was to be expressing thoughts of her own like this in a bar, a coffee house would have been gone to if she knew such talk was going to come forth from her lips. A sudden smile was given to her then a slight laugh coming from hsi very core, had a nerve been struck, had something correct been said or was this the beginning of the let down.

 

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She spoke again. That voice. It held him captivated, he was entranced with this woman, the way she spoke, the way she looked, the way she moved, her very presence taking allof his concentration. And the words, oh the words, it was then that he realised something about this woman, she may be different to him, but she felt the same. The same loneliness, the same sadness, the same sense of faint hope.

Her words had struck a chord with him, they had echoed to his very bones, could he understand? Of course he could! So many nights had been spent at this bar, feeling the exact same way, yet feeling he was the only one in the world with such thoughts. His smile broke into a short low laugh and he saw her eyes light up. Her slim shoulders shrunk back though, she was nervous, scared, did she feel embarrassed?

He lent forward towards the woman, she didn't back away. He lent closer and whispered, almost blew into her ear in a deep voice, "me too". He didn't withdraw straight away but allowed his cheek to gently contact her soft skin, her hair brushing his nose. After a second had passed he pulled himself back, his eyes eager to notice her reaction. She smiled and put out her hand on the bar, this time an invitation to be touched. He accepted. His rough hand moved onto the top of her own, and they looked at each other.

He still couldn't quite be sure what was happening, a dream perhaps? No, this was something very real, something he dared not dream about. He understood this woman, he looked into her eyes and saw his reflection, but something more. She had a side to her that attracted him so much, from the moment she had walked in, and he still could not place it. It did not bother him, this woman was the answer. He saw how she smiled after he had been so close to her face, her eyes were glowing, "Another drink?" he asked. He didn't want to get this woman drunk, he didn't want to seem like that kind of person, for he certainly was not, but neither did he want to appear rude. He awaited her reply.

 

[silverchild_24]

Unsure she was even as this man began to lean forward towards her, a whisper was given to her ear stating in two words that he felt the very same. Warm his breath had been sending a chill down her spine slowly making her wonder even as their cheeks would touch for a few moments, such a thrill this was giving her suddenly. Away he finally pulled as she gave a smile knowing that there was a a light pink to her cheeks now even as a smile was given once more, hand was placed upon the bar and his moved to cover it within a second.

A secret was shared between them now, how they really felt within this world. Her fingertips felt as if she had touched a socket for a cheap thrill, was all of this really happening suddenly. Stranger he might been but there was something passing between them which made her want to know so much more now. Question about another drink was given and an answer in due turn. "No..I've had my fill of this place. I want to go somewhere else..Would you like to join me Sir? Perhaps then I will get a name from you.."

Without a word he pulled her hand from the bar top and moved to the door with her in tow yet where they were going now she had no real idea..

 

[badgel]

Each time she spoke now it seemed like he felt more and more alive. He had only known this girl for a few moments and already he felt a connection to her that he hadn't thought possible. When she asked to leave he was surprised. He knew what he hoped would happen, he knew how much he liked this girl, despite not really knowing anything about her, but he had never hoped things would go this well. Was he a one night stand to her? Did he want to be? He wasn't sure, all he knew is that he had to be with her. It was all he had wanted since she had first walked into his world.

Well, he wasn't going to miss this chance whether she was playing a game with him or not. Excitement was thudding now through him, he could hear his heartbeat as he stood up from the bar, paying the surprised barman and tipping him also. He felt full of new found confidence, enriched by her smile as he firmly clutched her hands to help her up and led her out of the darkened bar. He led her away from the wave of chatter that he loved to ride, away from normality and all that was routine. This was new, this was exciting. Where were they going? It seemed silly, for although he was leading her by the hand so confidently, he wasn't really sure, he was just walking. As they stepped outside the cold bit into face, he felt her hand tighten around his as she experienced the same sense, and he held her closer to him, sharing his warmth. She seemed to like it.

Onwards they walked, her heels the echo of their path, and his soft footsteps marched on beside her. As he walked, false sense of purpose in his stride, he realised she had asked him name twice now, and twice he had yet to answer. He went to speak but once more was interrupted as he noticed the familiarity of the street around him. His street.

 

[silverchild_24]

Sudden rush of cold air over took her as they pressed out of the bar away from the chatter and the normal routine. Tear up eyes would for a moment before blinking them away, cold it was from rain earlier within the day. Weather was something she seemed to enjoy quite a bit but different from most she was with the way rain and gray skies were loved, such a thing couldn't be compared to anything else. Those thoughts were within her mind as she held on tighter to his hand suddenly giving a look up to the sky for it looked like it was going to start raining once more this day. Shared his body heat would become as she was pulled in a bit tighter against him, the sound of their steps seemed to be the only thing going on save for the sound of tires telling of a passing by car every now and then.

Stopped they seemed to as this man saw something and his lips parted, wonder she would if something had been done. Were they suppose to have been speaking to one another rather than walk in silence but such a question wasn't able to be asked as a rain droplet would fall upon her nose followed by another and more. Begin to rain it would as she pulled her hand out of his hand, away most women would have run to escape getting wet yet she wasn't like them. A laugh was given as she twirled within the rain, cold droplets were chilling to the very bone yet it didn't matter even when a cold would be had the next morning. Stop she would to smile and look at the nameless man silently before whispering, "I love the rain, it washed everything away so something new can begin. Do you believe within that, do you believe that those darker colors bring peace to the soul and mind..that everything is so much better in your favorite kind of weather.."

 

[badgel]

As he arrived at his realisation that he was near his house, he stopped, unsure of what to say. Fortunately, the awkward moment went unnoticed by her and a sole drop of rain fell from the sky onto the end of her nose. She looked startled at first, but then a sense of what looked like delight passed over her and much to his surprise she began to dance and twirl in the street.

It was not a reaction he had expected but her happiness shone through, and it was infectious. He felt himself smile once more, and after she danced in the rain he heard himself laugh. Twice in one day. This woman really had something, she had changed him, he would enver have found himself in such a position had she not been here. She was carefree, she was daring, she was fun, exciting, thrilling, a rollercoaster to be with, but most of all, she was addictive. The more time he spent with her, the more he found he enjoyed himself and wanted to be around her more. She couldn't move him to dance himself, but he offered his strong arm for her to pirohuette around. She did. She spun and twirled and laughed as the rain came down.

She spoke again, the soft tone of her voice just adding to his addiction. She spoke in a way few people would dare. She spoke in a way that had such a sense of truth to it, of complete honesty. She knew no fear, she seemed not to feel embarrassment, she spoke in a way he understood. He could connect with what she was saying, she was different, like him, different. He didn't need to say that he agreed, his smile showed her that he felt the same and he heard her laugh once more. This woman was infectious. He felt an urge to do something, there was something building up between them, a comforting sort of tension. A bond that was leading somewhere. He wanted to walk over and kiss her, but something told him this wasn't the right time. Yet. The rain is getting heavier, I live just up the road if you want some shelter until it dies down? I have coffee. He said it with a smile, hoping she would say yes, begging in his heart of hearts for her to say yes. She stopped her dancing and looked back up at the skies once more, seeming to be weighing up her options.

 

[silverchild_24]

Around this man she would dance within the rain suddenly feeling so very alive something which hadn't been felt back within that bar until he had touched her hair. He gave a laugh seeming not to think of her a crazy yet something else for the time being even when it hadn't been voiced as of yet. Deep voice broke into that dance making her stop and look up to the sky for the rain was getting harder and she was growing cold already, if this was kept up she was going to be sick of days rather than just having a cold in the morning. "Alright..I like coffee.." was whispered softly before he took her hair and they began to run up that road towards his home.

Quickly he had found his keys and let the both of them within, quiet and tidy this home was not like some she had seen with papers around everywhere and junk upon the floor. Shiver she would suddenly and it was then he turned to look at her before moving forward, lips pressed against her own without a single word spoken between the pair. A hand was placed upon his neck and another upon his chest as that kiss seemed to last for ages, whispered his name was against her lips before pulling away saying something about how they needed coffee. Fingertips rose to her lips touching them as they seemed to burn suddenly from that one moment shared making her crave more suddenly, there she was going to stay until morning for this was going to turn into something more than a one night stand as they connected just a bit too much in her mind at least.

 

[badgel]

As he let her in his desire to kiss her became overwhelming and he spun sharply in her direction, arms turning her shoulders slightly as his mouth pressed against hers in a passionate display of his emotions. It was a long deep kiss and his hand held the side of her neck, fingers brushing her face as he felt her own hands upon him. This was not just a game to her, this was not just a call for help, she wanted him, it was in her eyes.

He wanted her too, and he struggled to pull away from the deep kiss, in which connections had been made, and electricity passed. As he did, he whispered his name, but he wasn't sure she heard him, her fragile finger pressed against his lips and he savoured the taste, still reminiscing of the kiss from a moment ago. This girl was something else, she was playful, and he liked it. He looked into her eyes, and after a few moments passed she moved her finger away from his lips. He kissed her again, this time gently pushing her back against the wall, kissing her lips as he held her body in his arms. She tasted so sweet, yet still he saw passion in her eyes. The kiss was dreamy, eyes closed he was experiencing feelings of pleasure he had never known. She had it all, she was all he wanted, she reacted positively to his advances and his hands caressed her as they continued their long embrace. Coffee was out of the question.

 

[silverchild_24]

Thought his name would be spoken once more yet his lips never parted to release another sound. Harder heart was beating as thighs seemed to feel like jelly, against the wall she was pressed once more after lips touched hers once more. No coffee was going to be had for quite sometime yet, so early the night still was and the feeling was there that the rain would end before they would this evening. Soft gasp was given against his lips pulling away slightly after shirt had been unbuttoned, exposed front was to him showing off lace bra that had been hidden. Enough that was to make more happen as she was kissed once more and pulled from that wall, off shirt came being left behind as his own was toyed with before coming off in some way. Most likely that shirt was ripped but it didn't matter, his cheat was hard and warm making her want to feel even more of him.

Sideways they moved from that wall going towards a place before softness was felt against her back, within a bedroom they had to be now. Off heels were kicked before skirt followed the same path of shirt earlier, within lace she was now only in a bra and boy shorts. Eyes locked with his own asking a question before she found her voice, "What is your name..?' was whispered before it was given clearly this time around before his lips pressed to her own. Suddenly she wanted to do anything and everything with this man, hands were upon his back feeling him before she moved slightly to press lips against his ear beginning to whisper knowing she would leave him floored."Do you have any toys..I like DP and Anal beads..I want you to fuck me until the sun comes out..and then we go on a proper date.."

 

[badgel]

That certainly took him by surprise. She wanted something different. He had never been involved in anything like that before. Her question scared him, yet part of it was intriguing, it was certainly unexpected, yet looking into her eyes he was comforted. He felt himself giving into her requests, he wanted her so badly, her bra was exposing her breasts, her taut, flat stomach was so inviting, and her boy shorts were taunting him. He wanted them off. He was shirtless, and fairly sure his jeans would soon follow the same course. Her question, her desires, he wanted her so much, should he let her have it? He couldn't decide. He smiled teasingly at her and she jumped onto his bed playfully as he looked around his room. "You're in luck"he said in a low voice. A keen smile spread across his face, and she beckoned him over with her finger.

With each step closer his anticipation rose. He wanted this girl badly, but such was the nature of this encounter that he was willing to do anything this girl wanted to be with her. Had she been manipulating him this whole time? He didn't care any more, this night had been all he could have ever dreamed of and he sat down beside her on the bed.

He kissed her hard, passionately, and pushed her backwards, she fell onto her back, kissing him back. He was soon on top of her, his legs between hers and lips now daring to venture from hers. Starting to kiss around her neck, long, slow kisses, each drawn out and each moving further down her body. He reached her chest and in one smooth motion slipped his hand behind her back, unclipping her bra. He removed it and was greeted by her full breasts. He kissed around them, his hand cupping each breast, paying it as much attention as it clearly deserved, and he felt her legs start to tighten around his waist. She was enjoying it. He contined to kiss her breasts but allowed his hand to continue down her body, it stroked and soothed its way past her stomach and onto her inner thigh. There it caressed up and down, and in time, his mouth followed suit, kissing down her body. He pulled down her underwear, slowly, teasingly, and began to kiss her even more. His mouth and one hand focussed on pleasing her sex, stimulating her and penetrating her at the same time. His other hand crept past and behind her, one finger plaing with her anus, slowly darting across and then in and out. His mind was focussed so much on his activities he had no time to see if she was enjoying it, and now certainly wasn't the time to ask.

 

[silverchild_24]

Still a name hadn't been caught by the man and that was the only thing which seemed to be bothering her quite a bit. Upwards she had moved to lightly bounce on his bed as she moved as if looking around for something, next to her he came and sat for a moment before pressing lips against her own. Against softness she was once more letting this man just take control of her suddenly, from lips to neck and lower moves were made even as bra was taken off on one swift motion. Chilled to the touch her flesh was even breast which seemed to rise and fall with every breath taken as if ready for whatever he was going to do to her.

Down her body he went giving kisses to breasts making her moan softly before continuing to move on downwards. Before time under ware was pulled from her form reveal just how much she actually wanted this man, soaked cunt was with juices as fingers touched gently to be replaced by his lips. Soft gasp was given as clit was licked upon and then fingers were added to the mix, moan and wiggle she would upon that bed. Further he even when with that other hand beginning to play with hidden rosebud before a finger slipped into that rearly used hole. Soft moan were given and in no time bliss was washing over her for that first orgasm would come and take over.

 

[badgel]

He could taste her excitement, and by her breathing he knew she was coming close to orgasm already. He wasn't going to let it be her last. He allowed his tongue to dart in and out of her cunt as his hand stimulated her clit, and then he would switch to using his fingers inside her and his tongue on her clit. All the time, he could hear her breathing getting heavier, her thighs were contracting and her juices were flowing. He had entered her anus with his fingers, and after playing enough to be sure that she was ready, he inserted the first bead. The cold smooth distinct feeling of the beads clearly had an effect as it added to the feelings she was already experiencing, and she cried out. With no name to call, it was just a scream, but it was music to his ears. He wanted to please this woman, he still felt captivated by her, and he wasn't going to stop her. He allowed her orgasm to subside, making his motions more gentle, but not stopping. As her cries subsided, he began to build up again, moving more and more quickly, and inserted more and beads into her, pulling out a little and then pushing deep in again. This time she allowed a groan to escape her lips, and it spurred him on to more. She was almost dripping now, and he decided to begin to kiss back up her body, once again takig his time to pay attention to each crevice. As he reached her lips, he kissed her deep again, allowing her to taste her juices on his lips, and he felt her hands tighten around his back as he allowed himself to slip into her wet cunt, waiting for him. He thrust hard, sometimes kissing her, sometimes not, sometimes holding her hands down on the bed to frustrate her. They were both enjoying this, and he continued to push hard, bringing her once again to climax. As she came, he felt her fingers dig into his back, but the pain didn't matter, he didn't even feel it. This was amazing to him. He came just moments afterwards and feel exhausted by her side. Still few words had been spoken between the two, but he allowed himself a deep, satisfied sigh. Playfully she stroked him, moving down to his cock "Give me two minutes,"he said to her with a playful smile and a wink.

 

[silverchild_24]

To the point of no return she got as bliss washed over her feeling a bead being pressed into that awaiting rosebud, soft moan was gained from doing such a thing and light cry made as well. Slowly down from that cloud which had been high upon she came down, more beads were pushed into her and each time a soft moan or shriek of pleasure would fall from parted lips. Heavier breathing would come until that point of no real return, groan she would before he moved back up her body with kisses. Lips were caught and she tasted herself upon him something never experience before this moment in time, upon his back her fingers when trying to dig in as she slipped with great ease into her. Quick this seemed to go that pace already set as if this was going the be the last time a thing like this would be done, slowly an orgasm would rise up within her once more before letting out a scream and nails dug deeply into his back. His end came so soon afterward feeling his cock jerk up and down so deep within before finally just pulling away.


Upon their back they were while she moved to her side staring at him breathing hard a bit still, hand would reach out and gently stroke his cock still freshly covered within her juices. A phrase had been spoke and a wink given to her, slight shake of her head was made before moving herself lower knowing what needed to be done for a round two to happen. Outwards tongue would snake before connection with harden flesh that was him, up and down that length was licked so slowly only using the tip. More and more was added before placing timid kisses against that mushroom head, parted lips became before it began to disappear past lips so eager and ready for him. Small bit was taken and then up she pulled herself slowly letting tongue swirl just a bit, same actions would be repeated again and again only taking more of him each time and letting pace quicken just a bit. A hand moved to cup his balls and play with them a bit before a low groan was hear, from lips cock was pulled before going to lick his sack gently before sucking on it for a bit before going back to his cock. Anew actions began with a much faster pace, jiggle breasts were before word would pay off in a great way feeling balls move closer to his body before he pushed her away breathing hard making this stop before he came once more.

 

[badgel]

As her hand slid out towards his cock once more he smiled inwardly. This girl wasn't finished yet, and neither was he. He wondered what was going through her head, in his own mind, this night had been incredible, improbable, unforgetable. Not long ago he had been a strange man, trapped in a monotonous routine that he had thought brought him happiness. He had been wrong, he had not known excitement or enjoyment until now. Now he knew the levels of pleasure he had been missing all this time, it had taken this girl to show him what he missed from his life.

As if to demonstrate his point she moved down on him, not taking him at first but teasingly playing with him. She kissed and licked, up and down, before finally parting her lips. As each second passed she took him more fully until he was completely in her mouth. It felt good. He felt her tongue swirl as she engorged his cock, and then her hand began to play with his balls. As she got quicker, she would begin to suck on his balls, this girl knew what she was doing certainly. She may have been a stranger to him, but she was no stranger to this. She made him feel so good, and it wasn't just the sex that made him think that, but it certainly was helping! She got faster and faster, he noticed her breasts shake with each movement of her head, and then he felt himself tighten. His pleasure at a high, he shouldn't let her carry on. It felt so good though, all he wanted to do was to let her carry on, he was so close to the brink, just a few more seconds. No, he decided, she deserved more than that, this girl was amazing, and he wasn't finished yet. He sensed she may have thought he was through with her, but he had much more planned for this night, let alone the morning. This was the first time he realised it would have been a plus not to have had sex for a while, it allowed him the chance to please this stranger, to give her what she wanted. He eased her off his cock, telling her that he was about to cum if she carried on. He hoped his last attempt had been good enough for her, he knew he could tease her more next time, last longer, give this girl what she wanted, everything she wanted. "So, what next?" he asked, with a wry smile.

 

[silverchild_24]

Told that another orgasm was coming to him she was after she had been pulled away. Lips were licked slowly just staring and thinking to herself for a few moments then words would come pretty much asking what was next. Towards him she would crawl before placing lips against his own in a timid kiss, deep it would become slowly but surely before he moved her upon her back and seemed to begin taking control once more.

 

[badgel]

Having aroused his interest once more, he pushed her onto her back once more, and began to kiss her deeply once more. This time, he allowed his hand slip inside her whilst he kissed her. She was still dripping from his efforts a few moments ago and it was easy to move smoothly in and out of her. He focussed his fingers on stimulating inside of her, and allowed his thumb to keep pressure upon her clit. As he continued she became unable to kiss him back, concentrating too much on how she was feeling. Instead, he kissed along her neck, down to her breasts. He started by licking at first, then began to mix in deep kisses. He began around the outside fo each breasts, moving in circles around each breasts, moving closer and closer inside towards her nipples. By the time he reached them they were large and hard, he flicked them teasingly with his tongue, and then nipped them gently. He could feel her bucking once more as she allowed the feelings of pleasure to build up inside her once more. He took out his hand and allowed his cock to push gently against the outside of her wet cunt. "Take me"she whispered to him, struggling to get out the words in between each breath. It was an offer he wasn't going to turn down, but he wanted to please this girl in a different way this time. Instead, he turn her over so that she was lying on her front and entered her cunt from behind. As he thrust, long, slow, and deep, he picked up the anal beads with his hands and inserted them once more into her. This position allowed him much more ability to move the beads for her, and he pushed them in further and further, each one larger and he could sense her enjoyment as she felt them enter her deep. As he pushed them, he thrust faster, still deep, but picking up a pace, as the pace increased, breathing became heavier, deeper. He was coming up to the one of the larger beads now, her pleasure was evident in her body, her breathing the way she was writhing underneath him, he continued to thrust into her cunt, her voice grew louder with each second, and then she called out once more, this time louder than before, he could tell that the effects of his first efforts had still not worn off. He allowed her to turn back onto her front and kissed her long, hard and deeply once more. He removed the beads and allowed her a little time to catch her breath.