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lower lip. Slow and seductive, our kiss makes me feel drugged, and my ears are ringing loudly in my head. The happy buzz from his invitation and thrill of his kiss makes the world feel like it's got a fish-eye applied to it and is warped around us. Or maybe that's the booze.
Rays of sun fall between our faces, and a cool breeze throws the heat between us off balance, stimulating my senses. Or maybe over stimulating. I think I need to back off before the booze I drank earlier decides that all of this stimulation will cause me to puke on this perfectly good moment. I should have finished my burger when I had the chance.
A bit awkwardly, I pull away breathlessly, and Gunnar's hands fall to his sides quickly and respectfully. He doesn't push to kiss or do anything else, and I think that's a first for me. Most guys would try to wheedle or coax a gal to not give him blue balls, and in my apparent drunken state, I'm highly appreciative of how he handles himself.
"You sure know how to lay one on a gal," I murmur, giving him a cheeky wink. His returning smile makes me feel better, and I point at the door to the inside of the flat.
"I'm going to use the loo." Without waiting for a reaction, I head inside and towards the loo to clear my head and take a piss. I don't pay much attention to anyone on the way, and when I reach the door, I turn the handle to see if it's locked, but it opens easily and I walk in.
I stop dead in my tracks when I realize that there is somebody, no wait; two people in here already. What the fuck? My eyes adjust and take in what's in front of me, and my jaw practically hits the floor. It's Loki. And another chick. She's sucking his cock right there in front of me, and my entire body freezes with shock and surprise.
The girl's head is bobbing up and down enthusiastically, and I can hear the sounds of her mouth sucking on him like a lolli. His clothes are still perfectly put together and unrumpled except for his pants being unbuttoned and unzipped to assist in the deed. His tattooed hands rest on the girl's head, and she is on her knees in front of him. She is one of the women I saw earlier this evening with a short, bright pink skirt and white boob-revealing tank top. Maybe I would have worn this, if I had known that it would give me better odds of having a taste of Loki.
What am I thinking? I just had a taste of Gunnar, who I am much more attracted to. I literally can't move, and in the few seconds that I'm frozen, I dread the moment he realizes that I'm here. This would be right about… now.
Loki lifts his head lazily, unconcerned with whoever might have traipsed in unsuspecting into the loo. He seems so careless, that I would bet money that he has zero feelings or any care in the world for this woman. When he registers that it's me, a sexy grin lifts one side of his mouth as though he's extremely happy to see that it's me. My mouth goes dry, and there is a shift in my mind, turning this moment into a private show rather than an embarrassing walk-in. I'm no longer intruding; I've been invited into this dirty ordeal. I don't think I'm at all sad about it.
His hands grip the hair of the girl's head, fingers lacing between the brunette strands as he begins to move her to a faster tempo. It must be exciting for him to know I'm here watching. Her hands are gripping the fronts of his thighs for support while she slides her mouth up and down his glorious cock. I realize that I'm not longer looking at his face, and am blatantly staring at the show in front of me. I cannot believe how turned on I am within such a short time. My clit is throbbing almost painfully, begging to have some fun.
My eyes try to see as much of his cock as possible as her mouth works it over (not as well as I would, if it was me), while also noticing that she's not giving any attention to his balls like a proper woman should. I would give those balls so much attention that he'd…. Anyways. I'm trying to keep some part of my decency
Rays of sun fall between our faces, and a cool breeze throws the heat between us off balance, stimulating my senses. Or maybe over stimulating. I think I need to back off before the booze I drank earlier decides that all of this stimulation will cause me to puke on this perfectly good moment. I should have finished my burger when I had the chance.
A bit awkwardly, I pull away breathlessly, and Gunnar's hands fall to his sides quickly and respectfully. He doesn't push to kiss or do anything else, and I think that's a first for me. Most guys would try to wheedle or coax a gal to not give him blue balls, and in my apparent drunken state, I'm highly appreciative of how he handles himself.
"You sure know how to lay one on a gal," I murmur, giving him a cheeky wink. His returning smile makes me feel better, and I point at the door to the inside of the flat.
"I'm going to use the loo." Without waiting for a reaction, I head inside and towards the loo to clear my head and take a piss. I don't pay much attention to anyone on the way, and when I reach the door, I turn the handle to see if it's locked, but it opens easily and I walk in.
I stop dead in my tracks when I realize that there is somebody, no wait; two people in here already. What the fuck? My eyes adjust and take in what's in front of me, and my jaw practically hits the floor. It's Loki. And another chick. She's sucking his cock right there in front of me, and my entire body freezes with shock and surprise.
The girl's head is bobbing up and down enthusiastically, and I can hear the sounds of her mouth sucking on him like a lolli. His clothes are still perfectly put together and unrumpled except for his pants being unbuttoned and unzipped to assist in the deed. His tattooed hands rest on the girl's head, and she is on her knees in front of him. She is one of the women I saw earlier this evening with a short, bright pink skirt and white boob-revealing tank top. Maybe I would have worn this, if I had known that it would give me better odds of having a taste of Loki.
What am I thinking? I just had a taste of Gunnar, who I am much more attracted to. I literally can't move, and in the few seconds that I'm frozen, I dread the moment he realizes that I'm here. This would be right about… now.
Loki lifts his head lazily, unconcerned with whoever might have traipsed in unsuspecting into the loo. He seems so careless, that I would bet money that he has zero feelings or any care in the world for this woman. When he registers that it's me, a sexy grin lifts one side of his mouth as though he's extremely happy to see that it's me. My mouth goes dry, and there is a shift in my mind, turning this moment into a private show rather than an embarrassing walk-in. I'm no longer intruding; I've been invited into this dirty ordeal. I don't think I'm at all sad about it.
His hands grip the hair of the girl's head, fingers lacing between the brunette strands as he begins to move her to a faster tempo. It must be exciting for him to know I'm here watching. Her hands are gripping the fronts of his thighs for support while she slides her mouth up and down his glorious cock. I realize that I'm not longer looking at his face, and am blatantly staring at the show in front of me. I cannot believe how turned on I am within such a short time. My clit is throbbing almost painfully, begging to have some fun.
My eyes try to see as much of his cock as possible as her mouth works it over (not as well as I would, if it was me), while also noticing that she's not giving any attention to his balls like a proper woman should. I would give those balls so much attention that he'd…. Anyways. I'm trying to keep some part of my decency
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