“I couldn’t help noticing that you seem to be having trouble holding on to your phone and masturbating at the same time. Perhaps I could lend a hand?”
Something about his voice makes me look up at him, the voice is very familiar but I can’t place it. He steps close to me a bit more and facing me now, I look at his face and I almost pass out. I can’t believe it’s him, it’s Uti!! The man I have been obsessed about all my adult life. Still, I try to comport myself and hide my excitement. He quickly notices that I recognize him. He flicks the SK stub away, comes up to where I am standing and extends his hand.
“Hi, I’m Uti N.” he says. His voice sounds too soft and subdued for someone who looked frighteningly menacing most of the time.
I try to wipe my pussy juice covered fingers on my skirt then I take his hand in mine to shake it. It is soft and warm in my hand, like how a celebrity’s perfectly manicured, undamaged hand should feel like. He waits for what seems like eternity to me with his hand clasped in mine before I reply,
I lay my back firmly into the wooden boards of the picnic table. I look up into the dark sky flooded by tiny stars. My worries about letting a stranger do things to me blow away with the wind as Uti kisses the insides of my thighs. He kisses and licks my smooth legs, up to the flesh surrounding my pussy. His tongue tracing the smooth skin, close enough to smell my horniness. As he makes contact with my cunt, I instinctively grab onto his dreaded head, pressing my hips forward, forcing my pussy into his face. He takes it dutifully.
“You like my cock?” he asks proudly.
“Yes Uti, I LOVE your cock. I’ve longed to see it, to touch it and taste it. I’ve wanted you for so long. This is indeed a dream come through for me.” I reply desperately. I know I am going to hate myself later for being so shameless but for now, I’m just gonna enjoy this.
He is staring hard into my eyes and whispers hoarsely, “This is what you’ve always wanted Glo. I bet you’ve wanted me to fuck you for so long. Common then, the time is now, give yourself to me Glo, give yourself to me.” He is saying it repeatedly while he thrusts himself into me.I feel tight and unyielding to his thrusts while my whole body feels rigid against him. Like I don’t want him to get whatever he is trying to get out of me. My fingers are scratching his back through his shirt.