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Taking Shelter
Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: ClarkRoberts, Rating: , Source: LushStories
Flashes of white burst in my brain. Blood roared in my ears. Amelia’s cunt contracted around my cock in climatic response and she bit my shoulder to keep from screaming as a shock wave of pleasure rippled through her body. Nothing is more intense than mutual orgasm. Her whole body trembled and my knees grew weak. Fearing I was going to drop her, I lowered her back to the platform as soon as she quit shaking and sighed. The lights came on as I was zipping up my trousers. Everyone was momentarily blinded by the light. We blinked at the brightness until their eyes adjust. Amelia’s legs were wobbly as she lowered the hem of her dress. She put a hand on the wall for balance and leaned against it, half sighing, half moaning. Her nerves were still firing pulses of pleasure through her body. The all-clear sounded and people immediately began moving towards the exits. Caught up in the wave of moving bodies, I was separated from Amelia. The harder I struggled to get back to her the further away from her I was taken. It was as if I was a fish trying to swim upstream. I called out, “Amelia, Amelia.” “Here Yank,” she hollered, waving. The crowd was taking her toward another exit. “Wait for me,” I yelled, pushing against the multitude. “Don’t bother, Yank. Thanks for making me feel alive again. Good luck,” she called out. She understood that our destinies went in different directions. I lost sight of her and allowed the crowd to take me outside the shelter. The people scattered in all directions. I searched around the other exits, but failed to find Amelia. Vowing to return to the pub once my mission was completed, I headed back to the embassy. But, I knew in my heart that I would never see her again. Sighing, I accepted that we were just two persons in desperate need of affection. I smiled.