Chapter 3 Make Me Feel Like A Woman

• Louis Davis
• "I don't care why you want to let loose, but I have the solution!" she said, and we walked almost running to the reception, and she took off her two heels and threw them behind a huge vase of flowers, now walking barefoot. "Take off your shoes, I won't laugh if you're wearing holey socks!" she teased, and I saw that she stopped crying.
• "I don't wear holey socks..."
• She walked ahead of me and ran on the main avenue, then crossed the street, gaining access to the beach, which I haven't been to for a long time.
• "Are you just going to stand there and swallow sand?" she smiled and raised her arms.
• When I started running towards her, I had to concentrate because she looked beautiful with her hair flying even more due to the wind, and then she closed her eyes. The wind seemed to do her good, she had a beautiful smile on her face now, the dress moved on her body showing her curves, and the red lipstick she wore made her perfect.
• Out there she wasn't the sad girl from the bar, nor the stressed one from the train... she ran along the sand and felt the wind hitting her, and I seemed hypnotized following her without even knowing what I would do there.
• She started drinking straight from the bottle and I followed suit.
• "Come on, let's take this boat!"
• "Whose boat is this?" I asked.
• "Some cool fisherman who lent it to us! Now come on, I want to show you something!" I ended up laughing at the situation I found myself in, I don't know who laughed more, whether it was her or me, and the drink had already taken its toll on this night.
• "Let loose? What if we get arrested for stealing the boat?"
• "Let loose..." she smiled, ignoring the rest of the question, and we got on the boat.
• There was an island very close by, and we got off. It was very beautiful and there was even a little house there, and she looked for a key that was on one of the trees and opened the door.
• "Is this your house?" I was surprised that she took me there, and my head was a mess.
• "More or less, it's the family's... or it was..., but I came here to do something else!" before I knew it, she went to the edge of the beach and started screaming.
• "AHHHHHH, AHHHHHHH!" I laughed at her, but soon after I started doing the same and screaming with her, feeling that it was really good.
• We went crazy screaming, until we started laughing, and she bumped into me again. Her gaze was different and fixed on mine, I stopped doing anything to observe her, including breathing... and then she held me and kissed me.
• I didn't understand the reason she did that, but her kiss was wonderful and I didn't want to stop and ask her. I got involved in her body and held her by the waist, fitting her better against my body.
• "I want to do something else to let loose..." she said, somewhat slurred.
• "What thing?" she kissed me again without giving me time to think.
• "Come on..." she pulled me and kissed me... I think I understood what she wanted...
• "Make me feel like a woman, please! I'm tired of not being one!" I was surprised by her words, but as she pulled me again for a new kiss, I let myself be carried away...
• - Of course... - I looked at her slowly, and I don't know if the drink made her even more beautiful, but she had a perfect face. Her skin was glowing... I touched her face and it was soft, pleasant to caress. I picked her up, but my legs weren't helping me, and I stumbled on a stone near the house, and I fell backwards onto something I didn't know what it was, but clearly it wasn't sand, so I stayed there.
• The drink made me light-headed, but now with her so close, I became excited, and if she wanted me, I wouldn't deny her. I'm tired of fake women who seek me for money. Actually, I'm not even rich, I just got lucky, and I'm changing my life, but it annoys me when women are like that, and this girl doesn't even know me, so she's not after my money, because the ones I'm truly interested in are never for me.
• I pulled her hair that was covering her face, and asked:
• - Is this what you want?
• - You ask too much! - she pulled me towards her again, and now I held onto her, trapping that brunette against my body, and automatically my hand went down to her butt.
• Her dress was short, a few steps and I was already touching the delicious skin of that brunette, because the dress had ridden up.
• I ran my hand over her nipple, over the fabric, and she moaned softly. I touched both of them eagerly, she is beautiful and sensual.
• She sat partially and before I knew it, I had already taken off that dress, so I took off my shirt too, and I almost drooled over her breasts. I touched over her bra and then I took my hands to her back, unfastening it.
• I caressed the skin on her back, and squeezed her neck, giving her a massage... I ran my fingers through her hair, feeling her shiver with my touch, she was enjoying it.
• That woman seemed anxious, touching my body in a different way, as if she was looking for something in me, maybe she doesn't have as much experience as she seemed.
• - Calm down... we're not in a hurry! - I said as she ran her hands over my chest and abdomen, with her arms lying on her back on the ground. - I'm going to help you relax!
• She rested her head on the ground and I sought her mouth. We kissed in a more engaging way, and I started touching her breasts with the tips of my fingers, and I heard a low moan.
• I lowered my mouth, sucking her nipples, and slowly slid my left hand down her belly, slipping it inside her panties, and as soon as I found her sensitive spot, she partially lifted her body, putting her mouth on my neck.
• - Ah...
• - Do you like it?
• - I liked it... - she answered in the past tense, or as if she hadn't known this sensation before, but I don't think that's the case.
• I stopped for a moment to take off her panties and went back to rubbing my fingers there, while my mouth went back to sucking those beautiful breasts.
• She squirmed with the touch of my fingers, but she didn't touch me. I believe she was preoccupied, feeling an orgasm with me.
• Her moans were low, and I felt her grabbing my neck, wanting to get closer to me, and those whispers were driving me crazy, I don't think I'll ever forget how she moaned with my touch, which made us seem so intimate.
• When she reached her orgasm, I was desperate to be inside her, so I took off my bottom half, and I saw that she didn't even look, she closed her eyes, I think she was anxious.
• Since she was wet, I positioned myself on top of her and entered, but...
• - Ahhh... - she whispered, but squeezed me with her hands.
• - Is everything okay? Did it hurt? - I asked, but she denied it.
• - "I don't want you to stop, please continue!" I was very surprised when I felt a barrier inside her, and I had never been with a virgin woman before, but she seemed to be one, it was difficult to penetrate.
• - "Is it your first time?" I was surprised, but she held onto my waist, trying to pull me inside her.
• - "Keep going..." she whispered, and her cute little way excited me a lot, and I finished entering her, which was tight but she didn't complain.
• As I moved, I heard moans and started increasing the pace. She was very tight, and it made my member extremely sensitive to her.
• Everything was wonderful, the exotic smell of her curly hair, those soft moans, the smooth skin, and inside it felt so good, almost swollen.
• Her body relaxed and I felt her wetness inside, then I realized she was moaning a little louder, she was climaxing.
• Being very aroused, I didn't take long to climax as well. She stayed very still and laid in my arm. I put my hand on her waist and held her close to me.
• I thought about getting dressed, but I was heavy from the alcohol and ended up falling asleep there with her.
• I don't know if it was a dream, but I dreamt that she woke up crying and ran away with the boat.
• The problem was that when I woke up, she wasn't there anymore.
• - "Damn! How am I going to get back to the beach?" I looked for my cellphone and saw that I hadn't been robbed, everything was there, money, cards, cellphone...
• I called my assistant and asked for a boat, but when I looked at myself, I was shocked to find blood on my member, and now I don't know if I should panic because I don't remember using a condom, or because I took a woman's virginity like an idiot? Here, on this island, with no delicacy or comfort?
• "That's why she left," I think, but there are countless possibilities running through my mind.