Dream Curtain

Section 8: İnterfere

Çınar opened her arms with her bubbly voice;

"Ceyda, I'm here baby, where are you?" said.

Ceyda's heels could be heard on the stairs. She managed to slow down Çınar's breathing with her pink long, deep slit and deep décolleté. She caught Çınar by the tips of her fingers, put it between her arms and did a short dance show. Ares took the money out of his pocket and handed it to Ceyda. "Where is Irina?" said.

"As I promised, he's waiting for you upstairs, remember, I'll keep your promise as long as you keep it."

"I'll take it and go out, you don't know when I'll get it."

Ceyda burst into laughter. Shaking her right index finger, she made a 'tick-tick'.

"You can't take it anywhere. You use it, leave it where it belongs and walk away!"

Ares had no intention of having any more showdowns with her. He couldn't wait to go to Irina's. He rushed up the stairs to be with her as soon as possible. As soon as Ares disappeared, he took Çınar Ceyda in his arms. He pressed it to his lips as if he wanted to get revenge of last night.

Ares stepped into the room with her feet walking on the clouds. Irina was leaning against the dirty window with her red bra showing a red inside and red shorts made of tulle, looking outside. Now, Irina was going to have the moment of reunion she had been waiting for for days. She was just looking into Ares' eyes. She was trembling as she had on the first day they met. They were getting closer to each other. They came closer until their breaths mingled.

He said, "περίμενα τόσο καιρό (I've waited so long)."

Irina suddenly wrapped her arms around Ares' neck. She was not too late to connect her lips with the lips that longed for him. Ares gripped her slender waist tightly. They slowly made their way towards the bed as he lowered his hands to his hips. First he made Irina sit on the edge of the bed. She untied the bras she wanted to get rid of. The straps slowly slipped from her weak shoulders. She started kissing her ankles. Perhaps a wrist could only be so thin and graceful.

Ares couldn't get enough of kissing her wrists. He continued kissing until his legs were inside of them. She pulled the tulle shorts, the last barrier between them, and dropped them down her long legs. Irina would now belong to him in all its nakedness. He lay down on Irina, who was completely lying on the bed. She inhaled her scent from her chest cavity and took small kisses. She kissed the brown of her erect breasts softly. She couldn't get enough of sucking on them.

"I want you so much."

Irina was putting pressure on Ares's head with her fingertips, as if to say never quit. Both of them were starting to feel pleasure as their skins mingled with each other. He kissed Irina's navel for the last time and slowly moved towards their groin fusion. She rolled her tongue several times over her white vagina. Ares sped up his blows as Irina's fidgets increased. He unbuttoned his cloth pants and pulled out his throbbing penis. He was so excited for a partnership he would live for the first time. He wiped his sweaty face as his heart was beating in excitement.

He swallowed, taking deep breaths. He crept softly on Irina. He watched her form by looking at Irina's sweet smile, the sweat particles accumulating in her chest cavity, the pleasurable curves from the corner of her lips.

He grabbed her by the shoulders and pressed her against the wall on the bed, on her knees. She threw the strands of hair sticking to her sweaty shoulders over her left shoulder. Irina clasped her hands to the cold wall and spread her legs to both sides. Ares followed behind him for a while excitedly. What a marvelous picture his nakedness was. Irina leaned back completely. She started licking, sniffing from her neck down to her lower back. Even the grains of sweat accumulated at each point seemed to sprinkle water on his salt-pressed lips.