A ‘Perfect’ Stranger

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I openly sobbed. “That was.. W-w-wonderful. Beautiful. Oh my god I don’t know w-w-what’s wrong with me.”

Drake reached and wiped my tears away, kissing me gently.

“Shhhh… that’s only the beginning….” as he spoke the words, I felt the head of his cock press against my moist folds. I gasped.

“Shhh.. Talya, I love you…” His hips moved, and I felt myself open, my mind to his words, and my body to his own.

Drake pressed on until he was halfway sheathed. “I…” My muscles relaxed, and I felt him move deeper. “..love..” His hips landed against mine, and I knew I had all of him. “..you..”

He withdrew, and plunged back into me. I wrapped my legs around him, and hooked my feet together, pulling him closer. Drake grabbed my hands, and pulled them above my head, holding them there with one hand, while his other slid down, cupping my breasts in turn, pinching and twisting my nipples as he thrust into me repeatedly. My tears dried, and I leaned up as far as I could, kissing his jaw, burying my face in his neck.

He released my hands and shifted slightly, grabbing one of my legs, and pulling it up along side of his torso, his fingers digging into my upper thigh and hip, driving into me faster, more forcefully. I gasped, clenching my muscles around his cock, feeling the familiar tingling in my stomach, and my hips moved, meeting him thrust for thrust.

Light exploded behind my eyes and I came.. Hard. I bit into Drake’s shoulder to keep from screaming, and at the same time, I felt him shudder, and the warmth as his seed splashed inside of me. He shuddered again, his hips jerked, and he landed back down on his elbows, my leg falling haphazardly to the side.

We laid there, joined, catching our breath. Feeling Drake’s pulse slow, and his breathing even out, I felt like I was on cloud 9.

Eventually slipping from my body, he rolled to the side, and pulled me with him, cuddling me against his side. Drake kissed my temple, and I tilted my head to look at him.

“I really do love you.” He spoke in a hushed tone.

“I really love you too.” I sleepily replied.


The next morning I awoke, blinking repeatedly, then completely shutting my eyes against the sunlight streaming through the window.

“..hate the sun..” I murmured as I rolled over, burying my face into the pillow.

My head jerked up suddenly, and I turned my head to the side, seeing Drake laying there on his back, one arm to his side, the other above his head. The lines had smoothed from his face, and his eyelashes cast a faint shadow from the sunlight. The blankets were pulled up to his stomach, while his upper body was free to my wandering gaze. I watched his chest rhythmically rise and fall in the deep pattern of slumber.

I closed my eyes against the onslaught of memories of the night before. Tears, once again, sprang to my eyes. Not only did I have it bad, but I was turning into a blubbering fool. Blinking back the tears, I smiled into his sleeping face. That innocent smile, quickly turned into a mischievous grin.

I moved gently, so I wouldn’t make the bed jiggle too much, and straddled his legs. Pulling the sheet down to his knees, I slid down, kissing the inside of his knee, up his inner thigh, and up along the side of his shaft. Drake instantly stirred, his arm coming from above his head, down to his side. I smiled again, suppressed a laugh, and traced the head of his cock with the tip of my tongue.

His eyes flew open, and he stared down at me. A lazy smile drifted across his face, and he moved one hand into my hair, stroking it back away from my face.

“Morning angel.”

My only response was a muffled ‘Mmm’ while I slipped him into my mouth.

Drake exhaled through his nose, keeping his hand in my hair, and I watched his stomach muscles clench. I wanted to smile, but my mouth was otherwise occupied. Moving down, taking a few inches of him into my mouth, and rubbing the underside of his cock with my tongue repeatedly had him squirming in minutes.

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