Marcel
I wasn't sure Helena would dare do something like this. But the girl surprised me. She pulls out a key card and unlocks the door. We go into the spacious room.
"Would you like a drink? There's a mini-bar located here, but I don't know what's in it", Helena goes inside, puts her purse in a chair and takes off her cloak.
"I'm not thirsty, Helena", I walk closer to her.
"And what do you want, Marcel?", playfully asks the little one.
"I want", I put my arm around her waist, "you."
And then my lips fall on hers. Passionate and unrestrained. Finally, I get what I've wanted all evening. Her body at my complete disposal. My hands travel over Helena's superb body, exploring every inch. Amazing. Perfect. And so damn responsive. As my lips slowly caress my marshmallow's neck, she lets out a long moan. The throbbing in my pants gets even stronger. I don't know how much longer I can hold myself back. But next to Helena, I don't want to rush. I want to enjoy her to the fullest. This girl is not the kind of girl I want to end quickly.
Helena pressed tighter against my body as her arms wrapped around my neck. Once again I fall into her sweet lips. This time the kisses are fiercer and more insistent. Like two ravenous beasts, we try to quench our thirst. Absorbing each other, absorbing emotion. Crazy dance of passion, which you do not want to stop. We begin to pull each other's clothes off. Helena takes off my coat and jacket, I get rid of her dress.
The sight of her in her underwear and stockings blows my mind.
"You're still wearing a lot of clothes", she whimpered, which made me smile.
"I know", I kiss her lightly on the lips, "Get into bed."
The girl obeys my order, and in the meantime I get rid of the rest of my clothes. I take out a condom and join my marshmallow.
"You're wearing too many clothes now, marshmallow", I hover over her, kissing her perfect body.
We merge again in a passionate kiss. Both of us have been on edge for a long time now. Feelings tear at my chest. And it's not just passion and lust. It's more than that. It's as if not only our bodies, but our souls are woven together. From the first second I saw this girl, I knew she was mine. Just like that, without any barriers or formalities. And it doesn't matter that we don't know each other at all. Everything inside me comes alive next to her. You don't experience such emotions with just anyone, and once you feel it, you will never let that person go. It's not even twelve hours since we met, and I'm already sure that I want to make Helena a part of my life. I'm sure we're perfect for each other. In every way. Two halves of the same whole who have been looking for each other for so long. How could anyone want to give that up willingly?
With every touch, I try to tell Helena everything I'm feeling right now. And in her eyes, I see a mirror image of what's going on inside me. It's madness, that's what it is. We're drowning in each other, in our caresses and our moans. And when our bodies are intertwined, there's a little explosion. I feel her all over, and the sensation is blissful.
We shatter into atoms and are reborn again. I've never felt anything like this with anyone else. Euphoria. Real bliss. Being close to her is like a drug, I feel an inexpressible high. I've been with a lot of women in my life. But with none of them has lovemaking been so all-encompassing. It's exactly like that. Now it's not just sex. It's more than carnal pleasures. In these moments, our souls merge together in a wild dance of passion and love and madness. And when it's over, we yearn for a repeat. Even more fierce and even crazier.
"I've never experienced anything like that", Helena says in a tired but satisfied voice. A naked girl's body is in my arms after exhausting sex. But even that is not enough for me. It seems as if this girl will never be enough for me.
"I know, little one. It was amazing", I pull her tighter against my body and kiss the tip of her nose, "But don't think we're done here."
"You turn out to be very insatiable, Monsieur Lambert", laughs the girl.
"I can't help it when there's a naked, sexy beauty lying next to me", I turn us over so that the girl is now lying underneath me, "I hope you still have your strength", I smile at her slyly, stroking her thighs. I can see the fire in the depths of her eyes.
I'm sure it won't be long before we fall asleep. But I can see from the look on Helena's face that she doesn't mind this at all. We plunge back into the abyss of passion. We don't fall asleep until morning. Tired, satisfied, and satiated.
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