Chapter 1- a night stand
(Hayley's pov)
I was so much lost into the pleasure I felt. The wet kisses and the manly moans gave all the joy. I felt my hips swing to different directions as he kept turning me on. This time, I opened my eyes wide in realization!!! I was having sex with someone I never knew! "Who are you?" I stuttered trying to resists the fingers that were almost into me! And then once they got there!! Aw! My hormones couldn't fight the joy I felt from it; his touch sending shivers down my spines.. and then rows of kisses followed making me jump in ecstacy.
I said to myself, there is no way there could be more pleasure from the one I got. But it just kept on coming. After using his hands, his tongue played through my py and I felt a tingling electric shock in my body. Several parts of my body started moving all by itself unable to contain the excessive pleasure but I wanted more. I became crossed eyes when he penetrated me with his dik and few minutes later, I reached my summit and gave out a loud moan.
I was lost in the moment, consumed by the sensation coursing through me. His lips, trailing soft kisses, and the sound of his breath close to my ears sent ripples of pleasure down my spine.
My body responded instinctively, and my hips swung to every direction he led... But then my senses sharpened and realization stabbed at me, my eyes bulged in awe.
But then realization hit me so hard, I widened my eyes and questioned in a stuttering tone...
"What... What's happening? Who... Are you? " I stuttered though in a sharp tone , my voice shaking and then a mixture of need and confusion.
"Who are you?" I quested sharply. "What.... What's happening? Who... Are... You!" My voice sparsed in a sharp stutter, shaky and brimmed with confusion.
His hands explored me in pleasant ways, ways I couldn't deny sent my system in a craving hold. I wanted to resist, but my desire overwhelmed what I want.
My body flared with pleasure, so strong I was thrown into a pit of ecstasy.
My mouth gasped to elicit moans, proof of my raging gratification.
Every touch and kiss placed on me sparked an eternal flame of ardor within me. And it wasn't just that, his movements had me caged under the warm embrace of pleasure, soft and intense.