Just you and me...

We approached a small mansion, the keys jingled in my hands and the door opened. You followed me inside. There's nothing more to worry about here. Finally—we are safe. I turned to face you as soon as I heard the door creak behind me. You were completely chilled and frozen; I leaned forward and fell into your arms. I literally sank into your hot lips! How long has it been since I felt that sweetness… It feels like some kind of madness. In a surge of passion, I pressed you against the wall, and without stopping kissing you, I took off my coat, and right after it, your jacket fell to the floor. Then, on the way to the bedroom, with your help, my shoes and blouse flew off.

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pulled you by the hand upstairs, along the staircase. You, obeying my will, followed me. Swinging the bedroom door open, I playfully gestured for you to enter. I had carefully prepared for your arrival: the windows were securely draped with red velvet fabric, the large double bed had been made in advance and beckoned with its silk bedding. I hastily took off your t-shirt and sat you down on the bed. You started to lean into my embrace, but I stopped you. Ordering you to stay put, I disappeared into another room. A couple of minutes later, I appeared before you again, holding two glasses of red wine. We drank them as a toast to brotherhood, and then our lips merged in a tender kiss…. You weakened, your eyes rolled back, and you landed softly on the bed, unconscious. Everything was going exactly as planned…

Next, you came closer, and I managed to catch a glimpse of what you were wearing… You had on a short, semi-transparent black chemise. Lace panties peeked out from underneath, but the most seductive detail of your outfit were, of course, the stockings with garters, all in the same captivating black color…. You stood right in front of me, approached the bed, and I didn't even notice how, with a deft gesture, you were already on top of me. First, you kissed me on the lips, then the neck, and then the chest, after which I was overwhelmed by a wave of emotions…

I watched your reactions and your inability to respond to me with delight. I liked your helpless position… Leaning towards your face again, I playfully bit your earlobe, you heard my breathing… Then I ran my tongue from your neck to your nipple, kissing it, I continued lower… still sliding my tongue over your naked body. You feel it, already below the waist. I'm in no hurry; gently and slowly, I touch your aroused flesh with my lips, while my hands caress you. To these caresses, I add my tongue, tasting you…. I definitely like this; making progressive movements, I feel myself getting wet. From overexcitement, I begin to moan softly… I can't hold back any longer, so I take off my thoroughly soaked underwear and sit on top of you… yes… so good, so pleasant. I feel you inside me, my whole body is simply aching with the desire to love. My hips begin to move, I lean back and immerse myself in a sea of pleasure.

I regret that I can't fully enjoy this magnificent sight, only feel you. But you took pity on me and removed the blindfold. Without stopping, you slowly began to take off your chemise, and the next moment your beautiful breasts were revealed before my eyes. Your hips didn't stop for a minute, oh, how I wanted to grab them with my hands… All I could do was watch as, in a mad dance of passion, you writhed like a snake, how your perfect breasts swayed, adorned with tempting pink peaks. The voluptuous moans that escaped your full lips literally left me no choice… Besides your long blonde hair, I adored your full, soft lips. They drove me crazy again and again, touching my body.

I looked into your eyes, and I felt as if struck by lightning from your gaze. I was drowning in your incredible blue eyes; they are to blame for everything. Down below, everything became hot and wet; I felt the pulsations of the veins in your phallus deep inside. I need to stop to prolong the pleasure… My lips touched yours, then a little higher, above the lip. Nature marked your face with a piquant beauty mark, like a target for kisses. My hands caressed your torso while I enjoyed a short break. It was time to untie your hands, but first…

You descended lower again and your curls slid pleasantly over my body. You took my overexcited member in your hands and circled it with your tongue. You probably tasted yourself; now you know how delicious your juices are and how I long to plunge between your thighs. Then you gently enveloped the head with your full lips, like a lollipop. Your tongue slid from the base, over the frenulum, now trembling fiercely, now sensually and tenderly preparing me for the meeting with your mouth. You enveloped the head with your lips again, and along your relaxed tongue, it advanced further. With each forward movement, you let out a moan; your hands caressed my scrotum and guided the phallus. A little more… and the head of the penis entered the narrow ring of your throat. You swallow it whole, your lips touch my pubic area, and with your protruding tongue, you greedily lick my testicles, which are ready to release their seed and fill your mouth…

I feel your tension; I enjoy it when I love you this way. The moment came when your flesh became so hard that I realized it was too late to hold back. Warm, viscous semen pulsed into me; I greedily swallowed and swallowed each new portion. Now it was my turn. I untied your hands…

I thought I would remain your prisoner forever—though that fate would only please me—but when the silk bonds fell away, I was no less happy. Finally, I can touch you. I sat up in bed, and you let me into your womb again. Embracing my head, you ran your fingers through my hair; I held you tighter against me. With one hand, I took your breast; it was large and firm; I squeezed it in my palm so that the hardened nipple was between my fingers. Your movements were tireless; you rode me like a daring cowgirl taming a stubborn bull. Your eyes rolled back with pleasure, moans grew louder, movements more impulsive.

You hugged me as tightly as possible; my face was buried between your breasts. I knew you were approaching your climax, so at the right moment, I took your small nipple into my mouth… Your body felt like a wound spring; your breathing became deep, and with each inhale, I felt everything inside you pleasantly tightening. Moans became more frequent and higher… More… more… more… My teeth gently bit your nipple… And pain and pleasure mixed into one; everything tightened strongly, then pulsed, became hot and tight, but I wanted more…

A pleasant warmth spread through my lower abdomen. I felt a slight weakness; my head began to spin. The feeling of arousal didn't leave me. It was as if thousands of tiny needles pierced my hot vulva; the blood rushing to my pelvis caused a feeling of warmth and euphoria. You turned me with my back to you and bent me forward. I arched my back and anticipated the continuation. Grabbing my hips with your hands, you entered. Rhythmic movements freed moans from my throat. My body burned in your hands. I wanted more and more, deeper and stronger.

I lay down next to you; you moved closer and hugged me. We lay in silence for a few minutes, touching each other. Then you kissed me on the shoulder and headed to the shower. Returning, you began to get ready; you have things to do at home and a husband waiting. I should hurry too, so my wife doesn't suspect anything. Out there, we are different. Out there—we are lovers condemned by society. Out there, we don't know each other. But here… Here everything is different… Time stands still and one heart beats for two, a union of souls, if you will. Here we become ourselves.