A memorable night

ONE 1.

KRYSTAL

I couldn't think, my brain couldn't register what this cute stranger was doing to me, what he was doing to my body. I was drunk for sure.

     My mind could be playing games on me.

He took my lips in, kissing me softly, sucking on my lower lips, making them boggy, I couldn't help but kiss him back. I couldn't comprehend, my mind was in a catastrophic state and all I could see was shadow.

     The only thing that filled my head, that clouded my mind was the images of Chris and the lady he was fucking beneath him, their moans. I was hurt. 

    I let the tears flow freely from my eyes down to my lips, tasting its bitterness, the bitterness of heartbreak. The stranger licked on my tears, and on my lips, he sucked like he owned it.

          In the dark room, the stranger pushed me lightly on the bed, laying me flat on my back. He unbuckled his pants before climbing on me, kissing me wholly. My mind, my heart, my brain wasn't stable. I'm hurt, I'm in pain, I was bitter but was aroused.

      The stranger unclothed me, unbuckling my bra leaving me stark naked before him.

 He nibbled on my tits, like wafers coated with candy, sucking them red and I moaned. He continued sucking them till it became hard and erected. 

   He Kissed both nipples gently before attacking my lips at a faster pace this time. He ran his fingers over my body, down to my V-area.

    I could feel my orgasm building from within already like I was going to blow off.

         He toyed with my clit, which was now bulging with blood of pleasure rushing through it. He pinched my clitoris lightly making me yelp, mouthing a moan without realizing it. I was aroused, sexually aroused. 

 What this shadow of a stranger was doing to me was total pleasure. He's messing with my mind.  My head was already messed up, same as my heart. 

           He slowly rubbed his middle digit softly over my pussy stirring up orgasm. I swallowed down nothing. 

     The friction of his fingers against my sex and my juice gushing out like tap water, gave squishy sounds as he rubbed on a faster pace. I moaned again, loudly this time.

            He pinched my clitoris which was already hard, sexually excited, throbbing with blood of arousal.

 I jerked, a mixture of pleasure and pain making me breathe uneasily and I  let out more tears.

   My pussy throbbed, clench and unclenched waiting and silently begging to be fucked.

     He plunged his digits inside my little cunt, twisting them around my area, making me wet, pouring out more cum. I winced, whimpered, and moaned to both pain and pleasure as his digits did magic to my inner.

          He fingered- fucked me, drawing out more of my juice with his fingers. I was wet as fuck. I blew off twice before he pulled his fingers out of me. Blowing air from his mouth into my pussy, I nearly went mad.

           He licked up my cum from my pussy with his tongue and I shuddered and jerked under him. 

  The wet touch I was getting made it feel like heaven. He licked me clean before returning to my tits, sucking them like oranges.

    He sucked on one and fondled with the other pinching them, making me curse and fucking wet. 

         I felt his dick teasing my area without penetrating, tormenting me. I was hungry for sex, I was aroused, and my mind wasn't stable. He was toying with me. I was impatient. I could fucking cum from this teasing.

     "Just fuck me up, Chris!" I managed to say in my drunken state. I wasn't seeing the stranger, but my drunken mind assured me it was Chris. I've always wanted to do this with him.

          "I'm not Chris you slut!" I hear the stranger say with a voice strangled in lust before thrusting deep and rough inside me that I thought his dick touched my rib cage. He thrust in and out slowly at first before increasing his pace.

         He fucked me like a whore, making me scream and moan for more, for deeper thrust, for rougher sex.  I moaned and cried out Chris's name. 

           The only thing that could be heard was the sloppy and squishy sounds of our sex, his dick stuck in my cunt. Our moaning and groaning gave rhythm to the intercourse with his body grinding into mine.

        I heard him groan and curse. He was enjoying this intercourse. He was deep in sexual pleasure.