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Stories of Passion Finale
‘Who could that be? Are we in trouble? Will we go to jail?’ I could sense her concern as her voice trembled.
‘I will take a look. You stay here, okay?’ I told her.
‘No way I'm staying here alone. I'm coming with you!’ She grabbed my hand and followed me to the porch. I felt her fear through her sweaty palms and hugged her to comfort her.
We tiptoed to the verandah only to find out that it was a raccoon being playful in the dead of night. After a brief eye contact and perhaps cursing us for breaking its streak of backflips, it wandered away into the dark. We both heaved a sigh of relief and giggled at the situation and how scared we both were.
We shut the door and headed back in. This incident agitated her, as I could see her face and neck get sweaty.
I embraced her and planted a peck on her cheek, thanking her for being my comrade in these adventures and bringing this otherwise mundane night to life.
She reciprocated by planting a peck on my lips and thanking me for being the leader and her guide to craziness. A brief moment of silence followed. I felt tension build up between us. All this agitation had unsettled her, and the air was filled with her perfume. Our closeness added to the warmth, simmering this situation to turn intimate. I grabbed her by her waist, gently at first and whispered to her that this was the finale of our adventurous night. I could feel her warm sighs on my neck. I caressed the curve of her waist with my palm and nibbled on her earlobe. Her whispering moans echoed in my ears, and I felt her hands grab my back, frantically looking for an entry to make contact with my skin. I let my tongue tip graze on her neck as we pulled each other closer, gently squeezing into a hug. She pulled my face closer to hers and kissed my lips. We kissed each other like there was no tomorrow- wild and sensual.
She pulled on my hair gently, and I tugged on her long black hair, dragging her to the couch. I pinned her down and hurried to remove her mauve tank top. She smiled seductively at me and surrendered. I held her hands and traced my tongue from her bosom to her belly button., teasing and pleasing her as she smudged my face in her skin. As the night became older, I inched southwards only to find myself trapped between her thighs and at her mercy. She grinned and threatened to crush my face if I did not do what I intended to do. I proceeded to worship her the way she deserved. After much action and a few moans, I was drenched again. This time in passion and love of a goddess I had discovered on this tempestuous night.
The end.
© Zacho
‘I will take a look. You stay here, okay?’ I told her.
‘No way I'm staying here alone. I'm coming with you!’ She grabbed my hand and followed me to the porch. I felt her fear through her sweaty palms and hugged her to comfort her.
We tiptoed to the verandah only to find out that it was a raccoon being playful in the dead of night. After a brief eye contact and perhaps cursing us for breaking its streak of backflips, it wandered away into the dark. We both heaved a sigh of relief and giggled at the situation and how scared we both were.
We shut the door and headed back in. This incident agitated her, as I could see her face and neck get sweaty.
I embraced her and planted a peck on her cheek, thanking her for being my comrade in these adventures and bringing this otherwise mundane night to life.
She reciprocated by planting a peck on my lips and thanking me for being the leader and her guide to craziness. A brief moment of silence followed. I felt tension build up between us. All this agitation had unsettled her, and the air was filled with her perfume. Our closeness added to the warmth, simmering this situation to turn intimate. I grabbed her by her waist, gently at first and whispered to her that this was the finale of our adventurous night. I could feel her warm sighs on my neck. I caressed the curve of her waist with my palm and nibbled on her earlobe. Her whispering moans echoed in my ears, and I felt her hands grab my back, frantically looking for an entry to make contact with my skin. I let my tongue tip graze on her neck as we pulled each other closer, gently squeezing into a hug. She pulled my face closer to hers and kissed my lips. We kissed each other like there was no tomorrow- wild and sensual.
She pulled on my hair gently, and I tugged on her long black hair, dragging her to the couch. I pinned her down and hurried to remove her mauve tank top. She smiled seductively at me and surrendered. I held her hands and traced my tongue from her bosom to her belly button., teasing and pleasing her as she smudged my face in her skin. As the night became older, I inched southwards only to find myself trapped between her thighs and at her mercy. She grinned and threatened to crush my face if I did not do what I intended to do. I proceeded to worship her the way she deserved. After much action and a few moans, I was drenched again. This time in passion and love of a goddess I had discovered on this tempestuous night.
The end.
© Zacho
