Chapter 6 Delightful Evening

• Virginia
• I was extremely upset with Murilo when I spoke honestly about what I thought of the sexual relationship we had, and he did not take me seriously. However, after taking a refreshing shower, one that removed from my skin the traces of what we had done a few minutes earlier, the feeling of light overcame any other feelings.
• I returned to the bedroom and Murilo immediately went into the bathroom, leaving me full of unholy thoughts. I removed the bedspread from the bed, leaving only the sheet underneath, and lay down with the towel robe I had on.
• My body was soon aroused by recent memories and after a quick analysis of the situation, I concluded that if I'm in the rain, then I'm going to get wet and decided that I wanted more. I wanted to have Murilo inside me again, I wanted a little more of that dizzying sensation of lewdness taking over my body and bringing me to the peak.
• With this in mind, I took off my robe, lay completely naked on the bed, and put one leg on either side of my body, totally exposed to Murilo's eyes when he decided to come out of the bathroom, where he had already been for several minutes.
• Just being in that position had already made me lubricated with desire, because the expectation of what was going to happen as soon as he opened the door and found me in that daring position, completely at his disposal, was enough to make me feel insanely horny.
• When he came out of the bathroom and his eyes touched my body, I felt the wetness between my legs increase even more, the desire for him to come and take me again making me hold my breath in anticipation.
• He did exactly as I wished, and when his footsteps brought him to the edge of the bed, making him sit beside me and lower his torso to my rigid breasts, I let out a gasp of contentment.
• "You want to take all my common sense away" It was a statement.
• "I want you ... again ... inside me" I spoke slowly, my voice only a whisper.
• "You will have it.”
• He then kissed me in a fiery and obscenely sensual way, driving me wild and making me moan with just his hot kisses.
• His hands gripped my head, lifting it from the pillow and molding our mouths more intensely, and he threw the towel around his waist and laid his entire body on mine, rubbing his erect member against the cleft between my legs, which opened wider to accommodate him.
• His lips left mine, and he moved in a trail of wet kisses down my breasts, kissing and sucking hard, delighting me with the frenzy that spread over me.
• His mouth abandoned my breasts, which were now warm and wet from his lips, and the cold air-conditioning made them even harder, leaving me unsatisfied, but before I could complain about the absence left by them, Murilo's mouth moved closer to my pelvis, causing me to widen my eyes as I imagined what he intended.
• I brought my hands to my breasts, massaging them, willing Murilo's hands there as they clamored for attention, the very moment his tongue touched my clit, his fingers opening my labia majora and rubbing my sensitive spot.
• "Aaaahhhhhh" I moaned uncontrollably.
• "Delicious!" He spoke, withdrawing his mouth, and his hand touched my pelvis in a light slap, causing me to gasp with delight at the sensation aroused by the stimulus.
• He resumed his sucking on my intimacy in an increasingly dedicated manner, while all I could do was moan. My own hands were caressing my sensitive breasts and when I climaxed, they went to his hair and I pushed myself further into his mouth.
• I fell back against the mattress, only then realizing that I had lifted myself off it, and I felt exhausted, so great was the pleasure I felt from the formidable oral sex. Besides being beautiful, Murilo was hot and knew very well how to use that delicious tongue of his.
• "Very tasty." He spoke, his whole body against mine again, his mouth close to mine, "In every way.”
• His lips returned to mine and I felt my flavor in his mouth, something that was stimulating in a surprisingly good way. We kissed ardently, my hands and legs hugging him as tightly as I could.
• Suddenly, Murilo stopped kissing me and I looked at him without understanding, but as soon as he lifted his body and went to his pants again, I thanked him with my gaze, realizing that even in the heat of the moment, he hadn't forgotten something as important as our protection.
• Already back in my arms, he placed himself inside me once again, and now it was much tastier than before because there was no longer any tension or fear of the unknown. I received him with eagerness and desire, and his slow thrusts inside me were driving me to delirium.
• "More…”
• "More what?" he asked with a smile, moving even more slowly.
• "You!”
• "I'm already here ... all inside you" He made an abrupt movement, putting himself even deeper inside me if that was even possible.
• "Ahhhh! Hot…”
• "Very hot indeed..." He teased, continuing to torment me with his deep, slow thrusts into my channel, which was a little sore, but the pleasure outweighed any other sensation.
• Faced with his insistence on teasing me, I began to go against his movements and realized that he was no longer so tranquil, increasing his own pace, entering deeper and deeper, driving me crazy with lust.
• I came to another intoxicating and devastating orgasm, panting as if I had just run a marathon, and Murilo came soon after, his body falling against mine and, even with the air conditioning, we were sweating from the wonderfully delicious sex.
• I felt his weight on me, but I still didn't complain. The sensation of having him like that was instigating, and I didn't want him to leave yet, but he did, apologizing.
• "I'm exhausted," he confessed with a smile. "For a virgin, you have a lot of disposition.”
• I turned my back on him, pretending to be angry, but in fact, his words didn't bother me at all.
• "You're angry," He remarked, hugging me from behind and leaning against me fully. "I'm just playing with you.”
• "I'm not angry," I told him the truth, but he wouldn't believe me.
• "I believe you" He didn't believe me and I smiled.
• His embrace grew tighter, and I felt very comfortable in that position, with him hugging me and his hands running over my hips.
• But I felt tired, the fatigue taking the place of the previous arousal, as well as the feeling of extraordinary relaxation from being that way with the man who had managed to bring me to the peak of desire.
• I was sexually satiated, that was exactly how I felt, that was the truth, and I ended up falling asleep without even realizing it, there, in the warmth of the arms of a total stranger, after he had bought my virginity in a clandestine auction.