With a pseudonym, introduce myself, Sasa. I am currently completing my study program and want to get a bachelor’s degree. I always write down things that make me remember, like this, and I want to publish to readers the following adult stories.
“Knock…knock…kkkkkkk..”
“Nes, are you going to college or not?” Risa’s voice was heard impatiently waiting outside the bathroom door.
I can still imagine what that man did last night. His tongue really drove me crazy and tortured all my pleasure nerves.
His unpredictable treatment, sometimes fast and rough, sometimes gentle and full of feeling, left me breathless and swaying in the storm. He never stopped letting me relax for a moment, soaking up the friction of the skin of his chest on the tips of my breasts.
My vagina was completely attacked with his thrusts which increasingly drained my stamina. Our dance on the bed ended when the beautiful music was replaced by the sound of rain outside.
Unlucky..!
I found myself drenched in sweat and my nightgown unable to cover my body normally. I got up and fixed my nightgown. Once again I approached my room door to make sure it was still securely locked.
3:20, Still a few hours to continue my sleep. I was forced to change my underwear which was wet with sweat mixed with my feminine fluids. Hopefully that man will come into my dreams again. I hope that my lust will be satisfied again.
Today is really damp and cold. Rain has been pouring down on the city since early morning in drops. Sometimes for several tens of minutes, the droplets stop as if giving people the opportunity to think about their next step in life. The sky is dim with the lazy rays of the sun. Several wisps of clouds gathered as if a pair of lying woman’s legs were being pampered.
Luckily Risa also has the same class as me at 8 o’clock. I can ride in the car safely without fear of traffic jams, getting wet, or being crowded into public transportation. As usual when driving in the morning, Risa avoids the intersection on Jalan D which is always congested and chaotic. It seems like the traffic lights are cranky about carrying out their duties. Old story…
We arrived safely without missing anything and immediately headed to our respective classes. During lectures, I was a little distracted from concentrating, accompanied by my mouth always yawning.
Today moves as usual. There’s nothing interesting for me as time goes by. A few moments later, I was sitting stunned in a public transportation that took me home from my beloved campus. Risa might have gone home first.
I have more than one class today, on Monday too! My favorite umbrella remained faithfully by my side, while occasionally my hand brushed my hair that was blowing in the cool breeze from the bus window. For some reason the gust of wind made my passion rise again.
What’s wrong with me? Is my body so tormented by waiting for the touch and wave of a man? Paddy, I really miss you, Honey! I can only hear your voice that spans the seas and oceans.
My longing peaked when only your sigh was uttered. Ohhh… I miss the red streaks on my chest, the naughty marks left from you. Your breath devours the pores of my stomach. So quickly my femininity moisturizes just with your seductive greeting. Paddy… I love you. I need you. I want you!
I sat back quietly without any thoughts. And suddenly it rose! Quite tall and slim. His head moved in all directions to find a suitable seat for him. He looked at me for a moment as if asking permission to sit in the empty seat next to me.
He deftly turned around and accidentally hit the backpack on his back against my chest.
“Damn!” for me in my heart. He immediately corrected his sitting position and smiled innocently, full of regret.
Finally he could sit quietly with his leather backpack on his lap. He took a handkerchief from his jeans pocket and wiped his face. I don’t know why but I like the way he is doing with his stuff. Without a word, he leaned back and began to close his eyes as if enjoying the rocking of a mother to her sleeping child.
He’s really cool and relaxed.
Public transportation moving across the road through the rain. One by one the passengers got off, rushing to brave the gusts of wind and rain. At the Cisitu intersection, the public transportation stopped hoping for additional passengers, leaving only the two of us, apart from the public transportation driver of course. I convinced myself not to waste this opportunity.
“Going home from college, bro?” I asked suddenly and quite startled him.
“Nope. Just give a practical report to the lab. Just stopped by Aquarius for a moment to look for CDs,” but his style of speaking made me even more interested.
“Now have you bought it?” I asked again probing.
He just grinned and then answered softly, “I was fooled. Shit!”
I just m