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Silhouette
Date: 11/9/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: lalatina, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories
writhing beneath him. Fuck, fuck, fuck. He came up and slipped his cock back into me. This time he was going hard. He was fucking me so roughly, my voice was going off moaning, I didn't know how to stop it. I realized how deeply I was digging my nails into his back. For a second I thought I couldn't handle him, but it was so good. His fingers found my clit again and that was it- my body was shuttering with my climax. I was screaming and he was loving it. I heard his voice going, "Yes, yes, yes," as he fucked me through my orgasm. My legs were weak. My body needed to collapse but he was moaning hard, pulling out and pulling me up. He came on my mouth, his voice sounding so vulnerable. I licked it up and swallowed, then both our bodies collapsed. We were breathing hard and loud. My heart was pounding crazily. We walked back to the street we met on. We were silent, but it wasn't uncomfortable. Something about being with him made me feel like everything was the way it was supposed to be. But he was a stranger, and I didn't know his name. "Goodnight," I said, before leaning up to kiss his cheek. "Goodnight," he whispered. He kissed me on the mouth, softly, this time. Just like the romantic kind you see couples doing on Saturday nights. "You're beautiful. Be safe," he whispered after the kiss, and I turned around and walked home.