Office. The piercing ear and unconcentrating voice of the supplier broke the silence again. Fingers tapping on computer keyboard...

Something strange is happening to me today. I do not feel anything. I smile, trying to hide the inner emptiness, trying to remember those states in which I felt good, or at least bad ... it doesn’t matter anymore. I want sensations, feelings, passions... and nothing. Horror creeps in. Lord, at least something! What if again? Once, in this state of emptiness and timelessness, I spent several months. Scary. I'm trying to analyze. Maybe I thought too much about how to behave and how not to behave correctly. Maybe for some reason the ghost of gray, lean loneliness stopped pressing on me. Where are you soul, if you exist, you must feel something! Quiet and empty...

I can't work. I remember.

I open the door and look apprehensively into the hallway. There are no neighbors. What a luck! I quickly take off my boots, get into my slippers and hurry to the room while there is no one in the corridor. Leshka catches up when I have already opened the door and entered the room. On the face of resentment.

He has an amazing lively face. Black eyes with a greenish tint, always expressive, always deep. If you look closely into his eyes, it becomes creepy ... and the lips themselves stretch into a protective smile. In fact, I want to freeze, to merge into this black-green abyss, to dissolve in it. So that his sensations, feelings, thoughts become mine.

"You forgot to give me slippers!?"

"I was in a hurry and you already know where they are"

We bicker for a while. But feelings are completely different. I need to go to the bath, so I don’t let him take over my body, I break out, I run away ... My period has just ended, I need to check if everything is in order. I go into the room with bare legs, did not pull on tights again. Foolish view. Skirt, sweater and bare legs. It does not bother him, even, it seems, on the contrary.

He puts me on the couch, pulls off my panties, turns me around. He is kneeling in front of the sofa. I'm embarrassed - the light from the computer monitor illuminates the most intimate places. His tongue touches my stomach, he spreads my legs with his hands. I still resist, although I myself want to spread myself widely. The tongue slides down, touches the clitoris. It's always unexpected. I wince. Desire rolls in a hot wave. And he teases, kisses nearby. My rage grows. I want to go there. I no longer notice the light of the monitor. The whole body trembles. I grab him with my feet and pull him closer. Finally, his tongue gently touches my tubercle, vibrates, driving me crazy. His fingers penetrating the vagina and anus... My beloved, sweet kitten... I want you. Now. I'm dying of desire for you... Waves of relaxed pizdeishn.net bliss are replaced by inhuman muscle tension, it seems that the eardrums will burst from explosions of blood raging in the vessels. He continues... almost passing out. I fall into some space-time hole - I don’t know where I am, I can’t determine how much time has passed, I want more and more.

Finally, he can't stand it, pulls off his clothes and enters me. How I always look forward to this moment. My body opens up to new sensations. The vagina is pulsating. I melt into orgasm. I try to cling to him with my whole body. I feel so much better. In addition to my own sensations, I begin to feel his desires. My fingers gently run down his back.

Unconsciously waiting for my touch to trigger a new reaction. I want him to feel deeper and sharper. My fingers reach the hollow where the back meets the buttocks. Wow! He shudders and starts to mumble something, groaning.

Climbing down and down... Damn! Stupid sweater, skirt. And he got entangled in the trousers that were not completely removed. We begin in a hurry to rip off our clothes. The skirt had a zipper. I've been struggling with the skirt for a while. Partially losing excitement. It's not scary.

I know that as soon as I feel it inside me, I will again find myself in a semi-conscious state.

He is trying to insert a member into my anus. Don't... It's better when I'm already fucked up and can't resist. The muscles of the anus contract.

We continue the process interrupted by undressing. I immediately put my fingers between his buttocks, arching him. Forbidden, from that sweeter pleasure floods me. The most extraordinary thing you can feel is how another is dragging along. Our bodies merge in ecstasy. I insert my fingers deeper and begin rhythmic movements. He cannot resist his desires.

It rises higher so that I can go deeper into it. Head on fire. Two bodies pulsate in the same rhythm. Every cell trembles with bliss. The spasm of pleasure twists us even closer together. Vagina I try to capture his cock deeper, I give him my pulsation. His cock is huge, it completely fills me. Consciousness can not stand it and turns off.

At some point, I emerge from oblivion. I wonder where I am, what is happening to me. I press my heated body against him, trying to pour my bliss, my tenderness into him. Each of his movements spreads inside me, filling the lower abdomen with warmth and cramps, then through the body, fettering the legs, stretching the spine. Hands outstretched. Can't move. Nerve cells go crazy. Under frenzied tension, they pass waterfalls of bliss through the whole body.

He decides that I'm ready and introduces a member of my anus. Like a flower blooming among the flows of raging lava - tenderness ... for a close, dear being. I want to be even closer, to become a part of it. I babble something, trying to put into words the indescribable. Lord, how I love him. I don't want to be separate. I enter his thoughts, his feelings. We are one. For moments that he may not have time to realize, something happens, and we cease to be separate creatures of nature. These moments are worth EVERYTHING. You won't forget them. They are the main thing in life.

It seems like minutes have passed, but hours have flown by.

The body is trembling. I can't calm down. We smoke. He's leaving soon. The wall of isolation rises again. I try not to say too much. And I said so many unpleasant and unnecessary things before. He is reserved too. Only eyes, huge, smiling shimmer with precious stones. You can't hide them.

Leshka, I love you!



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