Passionate Night with a Stranger
1035 Words
"You should focus...on me," he whispered after freeing my lips.
There was a hint of warning and dissatisfaction in his tone, and I figured that he must have realized that my mind had been elsewhere, even if it was only for a brief moment. His lips captured mine again before I could say anything, and the way that his tongue moved against mine so enticingly made me forget about everything else. I felt extraordinarily bold, although this was my first time having a one-night stand. The thought that I would never get to see this man again made it seem like it didn't matter what he thought of me; I felt so brave and so liberated. He crushed his lips against mine again, capturing my lewd moans into his mouth before he thrust his tongue deeply into the wet depths of my mouth.
His hand slipped into the front of my dress, and soon I could feel the heat of his hand directly massaging the soft skin of my womanly mound. I moaned into our kiss from the pleasure of his hand kneading my breast. As if he could tell that I was enjoying myself, his actions became bolder as his hand pulled down the fabric covering my breast to reveal my b*a to him. After breaking our kiss, he stared intensely at my heaving chest, before his hands expertly peeled away the cups of my b*a to reveal my n***d breasts. I heard him suck in his breath as he admired my heaving breasts before he groped them with his hands. His hands felt so hot against my n***d skin, and it felt so much better than before now that he was touching me directly. I arched my back and began thrusting my breast invitingly against his hand. My n*****s hardened as they rubbed against the palm of his hands.
"Do you like it when I play with your breasts?" he asked in a seductive whisper.
"Yes," I replied to him before letting out a moan, as if to confirm just how good it felt for him to massage and fondle my breasts together.
The handsome stranger let out a little chuckle before his fingertips moved to capture my swollen n*****s between them. He pinched roughly on my n*****s and made me cry out from the intense waves of pleasure that flooded my body. He twirled my n*****s between his fingertips in circular motions while I threw my head back and moaned like an animal in heat. It was clear that he knew how to pleasure a woman, and I never knew that s*x could feel this good. His hands molded against my breast again as he began pumping them. I looked down to see my breasts changing shape in his large manly hand, and it turned me on even more than before.
"Ahh... Ahh..." I moaned at the intense jolts of pleasure that flooded my body and began accumulating in a hot wet mess between my legs.
Although it wasn't my first time having s*x or being teased this way by a man, the pleasure that he made me feel felt so much better than anything that I had ever experienced before. I wanted more of him as the heat of my l**t fogged up my mind and my judgment. Suddenly, he wedged his knee in between my thighs. His thigh pressed upwards against my quivering p***y, and I found myself grinding against it for temporary relief. I could feel my p***y getting so hot and so wet as another gush of wetness spurted out of my love hole onto my panties. My hips wouldn't stop moving as I ground my throbbing p***y against his thigh.
"You're so naughty. You really want this, don't you?" he asked in a seductive murmur as he pressed his thigh further upwards between my legs.
"Yes, please. Please…" I begged him shamelessly before parting my lips seductively to let out another moan.
"You're grinding your p***y against my leg as if you can't get enough. You're a one slutty girl," he said before letting out an amused chuckle.
"Please…Ahhh…” I pleaded once again as my hips betrayed me and continued grinding my wetness against his thigh.
"Do you want me to touch you?" he asked teasingly, although he probably already knew the answer.
I spread my legs further apart as he slowly removed his thigh from between them. His hand slipped beneath the slit of my dress before he trailed his fingers ever so slowly up my inner thigh.
"Please, oh…please," I begged before letting out a moan of pleasure as his fingers slowly inched up my inner thighs toward the throbbing wet heat between my legs.
I let out a moan of intense satisfaction when I felt his hand finally cupping my most womanly place.
"You're very wet. You're completely drenched down here," he commented as his fingers began stroking my wet opening through the thin fabric of my panties.
He pushed his fingers upwards against my wetness before stroking my p***y through my panties. It felt so pleasurable, but at the same time, it made me yearn for even more. I wanted him to touch me directly, and then I wanted to feel him inside me.
"Please, touch me," I pleaded sweetly as I thrust my p***y against his exploring fingers.
"Where do you want me to touch you?" he asked with a mischievous glint in his gray eyes.
"Please, touch me here," I said as I took his hand and slowly guided his fingers beneath my panties. I moaned deliriously when I felt the heat of his fingers caressing my wet slit directly.
"You're already so wet. It's so slippery, I bet my fingers can easily slip inside," he whispered teasingly.
I cried out when I found out that he wasn’t just joking around with me. Suddenly, he thrust two thick and long fingers upwards into my flooded hole. The sexy stranger thrust his fingers upwards into me in one forceful and smooth motion that managed to bury his fingers all the way deeply into me, their thickness stretched my opening before delving deeper to fill me up inside.
–To be continued…
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