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We drove down the highway in her bright yellow car with the windows down the music blasting. I was used to running away from home but I had never done it with a complete stranger before. My youth made me naive.
She pulled over on the side of the road, cars passing us at 80 mps gently rocking the car. She grabbed my face and pulled me in for a hard kiss. This made me uneasy. I was unaccepting of her romantic gestures.
Hilary was 7 years older than me, which didn’t feel like a lot but then again I was only 18 and had no idea how much more mature a 25 year old woman was. I hated that name. In hindsight I hated a lot of things about her but I was so desperate to get away from my previous life.
We turned onto a quiet street. It was late now and the street lights were a dim yellow color making the houses look like they were covered by a smoggy mist.
“This is the place.” Hilary said with little enthusiasm. We were both tired and Çankaya Escort she was eager to get to bed.
“I can’t wait to lay down.” I said with a smirk. Even though I wasn’t that into her my hormones were rushing through my body, every second itching for the fix of an easy orgasm.
We walked up the stairs, into a small apartment decorated with white couches and cigarette butts. The repulsion turns me on. I can’t believe I am here. With this woman who I hardly know and I am not all that into. My desperation to be loved needs to be physically scratched. As soon as we step into the bedroom during the house tour she has been giving me I push my body against hers.
I feel her breath on my face and between my legs get hot. She’s not typically my type with short hair and a few inches taller than me. She has unusually big hands for a woman and she uses them to pull me closer, closing Keçiören Escort the distances between our mouths. Her lips are soft and I find my hands moving up towards her shaved head. The short hair feels incredibly soft in my hands as she sucks on my lower lip. My hormones have taken full control over my body and at this point she could be anybody and her fingers inside me would be welcomed. Her hands move towards the front of my jeans, unbuttoning them. I take a deep breath and widen my stance waiting for her to enter me. Her hands slide back up to my hips. I am confused. Did something happen in the 2 minutes we have been making out?
She turns me around and throws me on to the bed that is now behind me. I feel so silly for my moment of doubt and laugh out loud.
“What’s so funny?” Hilary says with a smirk.
Before I can answer she is sliding my jeans off. Her hands slide Etimesgut Escort up my thighs and push apart my legs. She kisses my pussy. I am throbbing. My whole body feels hot. She purses her lips and kisses my clit. I am dripping wet. Her fingers spread my lips apart as she takes the tip of her tongue and runs it up the opening of my sex. I am squirming. Her tongue presses flat against me and slowly runs up my clit. I let out a gentle moan, raising my hips, chasing her tongue with my clit.
Hilary stands up. Her body at the foot of the bed looking down on me half naked with my pussy out. I feel vulnerable as she looks me up and down as if she was sizing up her prey.
“Feel how wet I make you.” She orders. I slide my hand down my hips reaching for my throbbing pussy and feel the dripping wetness that her teasing has brought on. She’s watching me and I feel my fingers gently rubbing my swollen clit. I rub myself slowly and dramatically, pushing the tips of my fingers inside myself and running them back up my clit. At this point I am like an addict. I can’t stop until I cum. Hilary is watching me. Standing over me touching herself. My hips are rocking and I am on the edge of orgasm when I feel her grab my hand….
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