Strangers in the night

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He closed the door on the noise of the party behind him and set off home. The air was refreshing after another long hot day. The sun was beginning to set over the tops of the trees in the woods. He lit a cigarette as he walked, sweeping his long pale hair out of his face as he raised his head back up. He jumped lightly over the crumbling wall into the woods and set off down the path. He sighed, today had been fun, another summer's day spent hanging out with friends. But he had gotten bored and just wasn't feeling another late night. Besides, he was hoping to see her again....

The girl in the woods. She would always be walking through around this time. He'd passed her a few times, each time their eyes would linger on each other a little longer, yet still they had not spoken. He couldn't stop thinking about her.

He finished his cig and dropped the end, putting it out with his foot. He looked up and there she was, walking towards him slightly silhouetted against the fading light, her blue dress stirring round her slender legs. She was looking at her sandels as she walked, if she didn't look up soon she would walk right into him. So he stood still in the middle of the path and waited. She was 3 feet in front of him before she noticed his shoes and stopped with a small gasp as if he'd startled her. She looked up into his face and smiled as she recognised him.

He opened his mouth to say hi or something but she held her finger to his lips and whispered "shhhhh" looking round to make sure they were alone she leaned forward and kissed him. She pressed her soft lips to his then tentatively pulled back to guage his reaction. He was shocked but pleased and a slight smile formed on his mouth before she lifted her hands to pull his face closer to hers again, bringing their mouths together in a tight embrace. She wound her fingers in his hair and kissed him hard this time as if she'd been dying to taste him since they first locked eyes with eachother.

His arms twisted around her waist, one hand gravitating to her arse the other cradling her head. She let out a soft sigh as he held her and lifted her right leg to hook it over his hip. He ran his hand up her thigh and under the dress to squeeze her arse, only to find she wasn't wearing any underwear. Fuck that made him hard. He grabbed her other leg, bringing it up to make her wrap herself around him, holding her up by her bare arse he carried her to the nearest tree. Pressing her back into the bark, he began kissing her neck as he unfastened his trousers to let his swollen dick spring free. She moaned as he bit her neck, light and teasing at first, then she whispered "harder". He growled and bit deep into her neck, thrusting himself into her at the same time. She let out such a loud satisfying moan anyone else in the woods would surely hear them. Fuck it, let them hear, let them watch if they want, he thought, right now he didn't care about anything else but this mysterious girl in his hands.

She felt so small wrapped around him, his powerful grip tight on her hips, holding her in place as he fucked her against the tree. It made him feel like a wild animal, he snarled and bit down on the top of her breast as he quickened his pase, driving deeper inside her. She screamed in delight and moaned with every thrust making his blood sing with desire. The more noise she made the harder he fucked her, driving her against the tree until he couldn't hold back anymore. He howled out a moan of his own as he came and she echoed his cry like two wolves calling to the moonlit night.

After a moment, in which they remained entwined, catching their breath against the tree; he gently set her down and she kissed him again, softly this time, saying thank you without uttering a single word. She smoothed down her dress and walked calmly away from him, continued her journey through the woods. Just before she turned the bend in the path behind him, she looked back over her shoulder at him, stopping to wink at him as if to say, until we meet again stranger. And then she was gone.

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