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A knock on the door

   It was about three in the afternoon when he heard a light knock on the door.

   He was sitting in room 302 of „THE FIR TREE” hotel in Sinaia (a town in the Carpathian mountains in Romania) and was thinking about what plans to make for that Saturday evening. Although he had agreed with his friends to meet at four o'clock in the afternoon in the hotel bar, he was still hoping for a wonderful idea to find some „workout” on his own!

   As if hesitantly, the light knocks on the door were heard again.

   Confused, he didn't know what to do: rush to the door and open it or completely ignore those light knocks...

   But before he could make a decision, the knocks on the door seemed to become more insistent and stronger.

   Panicked that his neighbors might come out into the hall to see what was happening, he rushed to the front door and opened it suddenly, almost brutally.

   Instantly, he was paralyzed, unable to move or make a sound!

   In front of his door stood, in all her splendor, a girl of extraordinary beauty, covered only by an almost transparent negligee.

   She smiled at him with her whole slightly pearly face, impeccably harmonious and pleasant, framed by golden hair, modernly cut, „with tress” on the back. Some murderous looks, springing from two green eyes, similar to the lakes in the mountains where they had seen each other for the first time, pierced him like two killing laser beams!

    The beautiful „drawn” nose, reminiscent as of a statue from ancient Hellas, harmonizes perfectly with her sensual mouth, with fleshy, beautifully contoured, rose-colored lips.
    It was the first time in his life when an almost naked woman was standing in front of him!
    Dumbfounded, took a step back and to the side, letting the door open as much as possible, without letting her understand that he was inviting her inside.
    ‒ Www... what... - he was trying to get some words together, nonsense.
    ‒ Hello Darling! What are you doing? What is wrong with you that you are so timid?! You don't recognize me anymore?! Not even two hours have passed since we had lunch together in the hotel restaurant, and when you made some advances and some downright indecent propositions!
    Well, I came to you to see if you can keep your word or if it's just your mouth!
    And she hadn't even finished what he had to say when she entered, with total nonchalance, into the boy's room, heading straight for the bed.
    Embarrassed, Daniel closed the door quickly, for fear of being seen by a more curious neighbor.
    All his impertinence and trickery as a soccer player from Constanta, in the juniors team, had obviously kind of disappeared when he saw himself face to face with this almost naked wonder, whom he had met only the day before, on a trip at Goat's Meadow.
    ‒ Come on, what are you doing?! Don't you want to hug me?! - she addressed him, provocatively.
    Daniel, with his six feet and four inches, approaches her, hesitantly. He could feel his whole body twitching and a passionate desire taking over him.
    It was the first time in his life when he was alone, in complete privacy, with a girl! And what a girl! A wonder of a girl, nothing else...
    About six feet tall, only a hand's breadth shorter than him, she fixed him with green, downright murderous eyes!
    Her ivory-gold negligee lay crumpled on the carpet beside the bed.
    Still trembling, as if he had yellow chills, he cupped her face between his huge palms, the way he grips a soccer ball when parrying opponents' shots towards his goal, and tried to kiss her.
    ‒ Come on, Daniel, what the hell! - she told him, in a scolding tone. Do you want to kiss me like that, hunched over like an Eskimo from the North Pole?! Make yourself comfortable too, what „that of mine”?!
    Disturbed beyond measure by the embarrassing situation he was in, Daniel huddled in the quite small wardrobe in his room and began, like a real scammer, to take off his clothes. Lucky for him that the dresser was a bit empty!
    ‒ Hey, get out of there! - burst out Larisa, furious. What the hell are you waiting for? Should I come and take your hand to get you out of there?!
    Hesitantly, Daniel gently pushed the dresser door with his left foot. It opened slowly, little by little, leaving to be seen, in the foreground, the whirling member that was flying in the „vanguard” of the boy!
    Larisa's nostrils dilated, instantly, and she let out a kind of snort, similar to that of a mischievous mare around the stallion. She had realized, from the very first moment, that she was dealing with a virgin boy. This excited her even more.
    She pounced on him like a ravenous predator and pushed him towards the bed with force so that he fell flat on his back.
    As he sat on the edge of the bed, half lying on the soft and inviting mattress, half with his legs extended on the floor, until close to the door, he saw Larisa in all her splendor. Her body undulated like that of a perfect odalisque, looming above him, her lovely head as if touching the fly- and mosquito-stained ceiling.
    He actually felt like he was going to explode. He couldn't wait for her to come on top of him, in the dominant position... He closed his eyes, subdued by this erotic vision, waiting for the mirage of the first coupling in his life...
    It was as if he was floating, somewhere, in the ether, when her fine hands, with long and thin fingers, rested on his knees and began to slide, gently, along his thighs.
    He felt, like a lonely sailor, that he had already reached the sky with the mast!
    Her fine hands continued to slide, undisturbed by anything, over his abdomen full of muscles, as if hardened, uniting there as if in an incantation.
    During this time, her lovely tongue began to trickle insidiously along the phallus „rod”, from bottom to top, until it reached the base of the red-bluish, round and velvety head, which her greedy lips covered, hot and slushy , like the insatiable petals of a carnivorous plant!
    From that moment, Daniel had the feeling that he no longer belonged to himself... His whole ME was slipping, slowly and inexorably, like an insignificant insect captured by a Dionaea Muscipole, in that greedy and insatiable human gynoecium!
    He could only feel the kneading of her long nails in his abdomen, like the kneading of kittens sucking on the teats of a sleeping cat!
    As if in a deep trance, he stretched out both his hands towards her and cupped her head covered with the rich curls of her golden hair, as if he had caught in flight a ball shot straight at his goal post!
    ‒ I love you! I want you! I want you! - he mumbled in confusion, as if delirious. I want to penetrate you... I want me in you...
    ‒ Stay calm, my love! - said the girl, with a warm voice. I don't even think of putting such goodness in my sheath! I won't leave you until I suck all the marrow!
    The twilight lights, which were sliding on the walls of the room, slowly turned into the shadows of the night. He didn't even feel when „his film broke”!
*
    It was about three o'clock in the afternoon when he heard, again, knocking on the door. A heavy „fog” covered his brain and all sensory perceptions. He could not open his eyes, his head was heavy as if he had lead in it, and his hearing perceived sounds that did not make any sense!
    The knocks on the door continued, stronger and more insistent...
    ‒ Daniel! Hey you, Daniel! Open! Come on, Daniel, open it! - the voices of his best friends, Larry and Geo, could be heard from beyond the door.
    ‒ Yes... yes... I'm coming now... I'm coming now... wait a minute... Slipping like a jellyfish, he let herself off the bed and actually crawled to the door. With luck, with alas, he managed to get up, leaning against the door, and open it...
    ‒ Yes... what... what do you want at this hour?! - he muttered, still dizzy.
    ‒ What is happening with you?! Are you crazy?! How, „what do we want”? - exclaimed his friends, dismayed to see him standing in the doorway as his mother brought him into the world. At four o'clock (in the afternoon) we were supposed to meet at the bar!
    ‒ Yes... and?!... It's only three o'clock! What's the rush?!
    ‒ Well... are you crazy?! What the hell happened to you? We were supposed to meet at the bar at four in the afternoon, yesterday... Saturday!
    Today is already Sunday!

October 07, 2022 17:07

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08:03 Oct 19, 2022

I could not read this story because of the different texts.

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