Beautiful Mind, Rapturous Eyes

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It’s not often that I like someone, hell, it’s actually quite rare, but for some reason, after our first conversation, the first time I fell into the amazing trap of her eyes, with their spiraling intensity and piercing gave I could not get her out of my mind. It’s quite sad really, but I started spending all of my free time curled up in a chair, with a book, watching TV or what not, simply sitting there refreshing the page hoping to see that fabled red message in the upper right corner of the screen.

Her name is Evie, a young mother living somewhere in the (to me) amazingly far away Canada, infinitely out of my reach, and as such, out of my arms. But with each new conversation, each new thought she shared with me I felt an unexplainable pull towards her, a growing desire stirring somewhere within me. I know this sounds like the plot of some B rated romance flick, perhaps even a trashy romance novel but sadly enough, this is exactly how I felt. She was as deeply perverted and shy as I am, but I also came to see a certain amount of strength within this beautiful woman, through the raising and caring she did for her daughter, Cyd.

Despite the difficulties of raising a “crazy little bum”, as well as the other emotional difficulties I found it amazing to watch this woman persevere, to continue to smile (despite the fact that she didn’t seem like she was), and luckily enough I was the one putting some of those smiles on her beautiful face. I came to fantasize about her, as we began to trade pictures of each other to ourselves, I trusted (and still do) her, though for the life of me I could not figure out a reason why. I even went as far as to send a certain video of myself to her, and much to my hopes and dreams she seems to like it. But the more important things were the pictures of her which, along with the beauty, complexity and uniqueness of her mind caused me to begin to fantasize about her; this is one such fantasy…

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…There she was. Standing there in the park kicking a soccer ball with her daughter, Cyd, and her roommate. She hadn’t yet seen me, and I suppose that was for the best, considering the words I was trying to say were not exactly ready to come out. Her awkward beauty both fascinated and terrified me. How was I supposed to approach such a beautiful creature? Standing there in my blue jeans and Williams College T-Shirt, how could I even hope to speak with her. Evie. Miss Model. The woman who had captured a piece of me without me even realizing it.

She turned then, and just like that my world came crashing down on top of me. I watched as she whispered something to her roommate, who quickly smiled and proceeded to lead Cyd away, the energetic two year old following the soccer ball (with its infuriating Man U crest on it) like it was a piece of candy. Then, to my pleasure and pain she began to slowly, awkwardly walk over, until we were no more than 3 feet apart.

“…Hey” bursa escort she managed to stutter.

“Um…hi” I managed to reply, my voice no louder than a whisper. It seemed the closer she came to me, to smaller the distance between us, the more difficult it was to do, well, anything.

Adorable, as she stood there, hands nervously clasped together. A black cami top, with a jolly roger necklace hanging just between her…but I mustn’t think of that, or her jeans, how perfect she seems to look despite her obvious imperfections. Those, her imperfections were in fact her perfections, what attracted her to me. Beautiful. But I couldn’t manage to say a word, I couldn’t do more than awkwardly smile! And not even at her! So I did the one thing I could actually do. I walked by her, to the other soccer ball, turned, kicked it towards her, and waited. Waited. Waited…

…she kicked it back. That’s how the next hour or so went. Casual smiles, laughter in the sunshine. And soccer. It seems her roommate had taken Cyd home, and so we were left alone in the sunshine (foiling my evil plan of turning Cyd into an Arsenal fan!). . . then on a long kick, we decided to race for the ball, and in our enthusiasm collided.

There she was underneath me, staring up into my eyes. I couldn’t resist myself. I kissed her, and all at once things began to moved faster and slower than I could ever remember feeling. I cradled her head with my left hand as I forced my tongue between her lips, hungrily trying to capture hers with my own as I ran the other hand down her arm, feeling, cherishing the smoothness of her skin… the hem of her shirt pulled…

…topless as I kissed my way down her neck. She was wearing the same bra as in the picture she sent, making soft, sensual noises. She reached up and bulled my head to her chest, pushing her bra down as she forced a nipple into my mouth. The taste. Perfection. Slowly, gently, I licked my way across to the other breast, taking the other nipple into my mouth before I sucked as much of her breast into my mouth as I could. . . slowly licked my way back up to her neck . . . her lips, a succulent kiss, slowly licking my way down her stomach as I removed her other pieces of clothing. But she would have none of that.

After she allowed me to remove her pants and panties, she gave me a sharp push, landing me on my back. Before I knew it she was on top of me, and I was in no better condition that she, my clothes quickly disappearing before my eyes. She found what I had been attempting to hide, the hard on I’d managed to conceal from the beginning. . . slowly licking the head before she took as much as she could into her mouth, greedily slurping at my cock, occasionally taking the time to suck one or both of my balls into her mouth.

Before I knew what I was doing, both hands were at the back of her head, forcing her to gag on my cock, but that wasn’t quite enough as I began bursa escort bayan to buck my hips and fuck up into her throat. . . spluttering… spit dribbling out of her beautiful mouth, yet for some reason she seemed to enjoy it, to retain a piece of the serenity as if the sunlight had decided to stay with her…

…she was on all fours, and as I knelt in front of her, grabbing her ass to fuck my cock even further into her throat, I began to wonder, did she realize I would do this? Was this her intention? I allowed myself a quick smile, as I reach underneath with my left hand, tweaking her cute little nipples as the other hand lazily ran its nails over her succulent ass cheeks . . . up her back. . . to her head, holding on my cock until she began to gag. . . swallow . . .pulling her off. She coughed and looked up at me smiling, hair disheveled and face covered in her own saliva and what little of my cum she hadn’t managed to swallow, slowly leaking of the left corner of her mouth…

…Tears in her eyes, yet she smiled, and once more, I couldn’t help myself, pulling her up to me, a warm embrace in the grass, the sunlight, a passionate kiss…laying her down on her back kissing my way down her stomach…

… Wetness, the smell of her sex was intoxicating, slowly. . . encircling her clit with the tip of my tongue. . . forcing my tongue between her lips to scoop out and savor what juices I could. Her eyes, tender, almost loving, watched me, until I noticed a glint in them. Her hands, slender, smooth, beautiful, entwined themselves in my hair. . . and the angel pulled me into herself, forcing her cunt as deep into my mouth as she could, her thick thighs blocking out all sound as she clamped them around my head, fucking my face for all she was worth…

…My face was sticky, and it was all I could do to keep her clit in my mouth as I slipped a finger into her, index finger in her pussy, middle finger in her ass, continuing to finger her until she repaid me in full, drenching my face in her sweet juices, soaking both me and the grass in her perfection though I did my best not to miss a drop…

…Laying on my back, pulling her on top of me, until she straddles my face riding it, allowing the rest of her sweet juices to fall into my hungry mouth sucking her clit. Trading places, straddling her chest as she pushed her tender breasts together, wrapping them around my cock. Still wet from her first attack and covered in my own precum I slid it between her tits, leaning forward as I began to vigorously fuck them, occasionally aiming at her nipples her cute little nipples…

…Slowly, I slit myself into her, watching her wince in pain. I remembered how tight she said she was.

“Are you alright Evie? Should I . . .stop?” I whispered.

“No, don’t worry, just… “She broke off as I slowly slid more of myself into her. Reaching behind her back, pulling her close as I began to pick escort bursa up speed, her legs wrapped around my back sweet words whispered in my ear. . . . a reversal. She pushed me off of her, lying on her stomach in the grass, one leg raised as she looked back over her shoulder at me, a smile on her sweet, loving face.

“How would you like to take me from behind?” she said, a new, sultry tone added to her already perfect voice. It was in that moment that I felt a change, as if something deep within me, already awake and stirring finally managed to break free. A desire. One I had hidden. One I had been shamed, persecuted and made fun of for. Tortured, the one that made me fear my very being broke free to reside in her eyes, to stare at me from its new home…

…I prowled forward, taking the largest toe of her raised foot into my mouth, slowly sucking on each in turn, licking my way up her leg as I pushed her foot down, spreading her legs apart as a soft groan escaped her lips, her head sinking to the ground as her half lidded eyes stared into space. Gently, firmly, I spread her cheek, eyeing my prize. A rosebud, but not of the regular everyday variety. This one was different, small, cute, with each one of her breaths it clenched shyly…

…Firmly squeezing them apart, I began to slowly bite and lick each cheek, until I made my way to her rose, first gently licking it, until I slowly, hungrily pressed my face between her cheeks, forcing my tongue inside of her as I began to eat her ass. The sensuous sounds of her moaning filled the air as her hips began to move, beginning to fuck her ass into my face before I licked my way up her strong, slender back. She turned her head, offering a kiss as I began to gently slide myself into her, eliciting a gasp of pain…

“Are you alright?” I asked once again, a bad habit of mine.

“The pain is a part of… the pleasure” she replied, sliding back until my full length was inside of her, only to pull forward and lean forward against a tree.

“Always a tease” I said, smirking to myself as I slowing stalked towards her, amazed at such wide hips on such a slender girl. A woman. One I had come to feel for…

…Grasping her hips, forcing myself into her ass as I reached around to pinch her nipples with one hand, the other reaching to play with her clit. I knew she liked that, nibbling on her neck before stealing another kiss.

“I’m close” she whispered, but as I attempted to tell her that I was as well, all that escaped was a low growl. A moan, and I felt her drench my hand, furiously stimulating her clit as I filled her ass with my cum. We fell, landing on my back still inside if her. Sliding off of me she lay next to me in the grass, unintelligible words framed by a sweet smile and those eyes, those eyes. . . those rapturous eyes. . .

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… And so the dream ended, woken by the sounds of the day I could not help but feel the loss. I had been so near her, so close. It had been so real. Now I was forced back into this reality where she was worlds away, beyond my reach. Throwing the covers off I walked from my room, already looking forward to the next nights rest.

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