Big dark beard

(Comments are very welcome! My first actual written story)

… he would come in twice a week to that small restaurant on the fishing dock where I was serving that summer. I noticed him first time he came. He was tall, medium built, had sureness in his stride. He would clutch a new book ever time. He had a wind of strong masculinity with gorgeous lush long black beard tidily sitting on his chest. His hands suggested a fair share of physical labour, I’d stare at them when I took his order because they made my lower stomach tighter and I was afraid to come across too flirty if I’d stare at his eyes. Over the summer we did have few small chats that took all my mighty stay simple and not overly interested.

Summer ended eventually and there was a party in the restaurant, mostly for all seasonal workers who were departing the remoteness in search of more profitable employment. I went outside to have a cigarette and take a break from alcohol that kept appearing in my glass and there he was, standing there, smoking, as if he was waiting for me to come. I stared at him surprised at his presence. He stared back at me, reading all my infatuation that I was not able to hide.

He smiled, that smile that lights up his eyes, knowing smile. I smiled back. Feeling giddy like a school girl and very open like a grown knowing woman. He took a step toward me and I felt bewilderment rising in my mid section, he ran his hand on my exposed arm followed his palm down to my hand, he rose my hand and kissed it. I was in complete shock of his touch, touch of his lips, his beard felt so unexpectedly soft. He turned my hand and kissed inside my palm, I felt his mouth open and his breath on my palm. I could not believe the level of arousal he caused just by kissing my palm. I gathered myself together and brought his face to my face. We started at each other for a little while taking deep breaths. I pull my face forward and put my hand on the side of his head pulled him to me. His lips caused electricity run through me. He kissed me gently, simple kiss, he wrapped his hand around me pulling me into him and he kissed me more and more, opening his mouth taking my lips in, I felt his inquisitive tongue searching for response. My tongue responded as if it was not in my control, our tongues intertwined and danced. He tasted nicely like beer and remote smell of tobacco. We were kissing for a while and his hands were moving on my back pulling me in more and more while his mouth was devouring mine. He moved his hand to the back of my head and got his finders tangled in my hair. He pulled my hair gently but sternly. He was in complete control of the situation and me, I felt moistness in between my legs and lack of control over my desires. Some minor thoughts of our surroundings and my ongoing party showed up and disappeared with every thrust of his tongue. He proceeded to pull my hair exposing my neck. He kissed my neck with vigour and passion and I felt my knees give away. His strong hold did not let me loose my balance completely. He laughed kind laugh and said “let’s get out of here”. I nodded, speechless.

We walked about two blocks, I couldn’t speak, I didn’t know what to say. He said very little: that he lived in a small house, that it’s a bit messy, and that he came to eat in the restaurant to see me. I did wanted to ask why it took him a while to kiss me, but I enjoyed listening to his voice. His hearty, throaty voice turned me on so much.

We entered the house and he squared to take my shoes off, caressing my feet. He stood up, threw his shoes off, pushed me against the wall and kissed me very deeply, my hands run over his chest, tangled in his beard, held his head to pull him in, while his hands run along the sides of my body and I felt his hardness pressing against me. I started unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his chest, my fingers run along his chest hair neatly centred on his chest. I let his shoulders out of his shirt and let it drop in the floor.

We walked further into his house and first turn was a bedroom. He let me in first, standing behind me he wrap his hands around my waist. He kissed my neck and I fell heat and wetness flowing out of me. He pulled my shirt over my head and threw it on a chair, he undid my jeans and pulled them together with my underwear down and off my feet, sliding his hands on my legs and my sides as he came up. His kissed on the back of my neck were strong with small tender bites. He cupped my large breasts in his hands as he kissed my back. I gasped as he touched my breasts and felt a moan escape as he pushed his hardness against my exposed behind.

I reached around and undid his jeans… sliding my hand inside and grabbing his hard pulsing cock. He pulled down my bra straps and let my breast hand out. He turned me around and kissed me with so much passion, making me moan and loose my head. I kneeled in front of him and pulled his pants down to expose a very beautiful hard cock, I run my hand over it, and took the tip into my mouth, feeling him freeze for a moment and take a sharp inhale. I liked that power in my mouth, I took him in deeper, as deep as I could. And then I did it again and again and again, his breathing was very consistent with my moves. I run my tongue along the shaft and around and around the head, taking it in deep in between. He stepped back and leaned against the wall, covering his face with his hand. I keep going with help of my hand at the base of his cock moving it together with my mouth. I felt his cock become hard as marble, when he pushed me up to my feet and gave me a very thankful deep kiss. He stepped out of his pants, and led me to the bed. He laid me down and touched me with his hands, he kissed my body, gently, slowly, moving from my neck to my arms and my breasts, my stomach, he kissed my body around my breasts making my skin go crazy with goosebumps. He run his hand down my stomach in between my legs. He slid it between my thighs and stopped in shock how wet I was, letting out a little soft giggle.

He moved his kisses lower and lower, he moved and positioned himself between my legs, kissed inside of my knees, moving in lower and lower. His movements were so slow it drove me absolutely crazy. He seemed to enjoy it, looking at my face, reading my responses, enjoying my bewilderment and impatience. His eyes were laughing as he finally made his way to my pussy. I felt hot breath and I shut my eyes as I felt his mouth covering my pussy. This slow anticipation almost made me orgasm even before his tongue dipped inside, and started loving around, tickling my clit and going back for the drink of the wetness. I grabbed his head with my hands and rose my hips to meet his mouth. It was so mind blowing that I don’t know how long it lasted when I felt a wave turning in me and taking everything to oblivion and I saw complete darkness in my eyes, I yelled something out, and my body convulsed and shook.

In the midst of the oblivion I felt he opened my legs wider and slid his cock slowly and deeply into me. He filled me up and pushed in some more. His movement were rough and rhythmic. I was confused between a need for a moment to console my throbbing body from the big orgasm and his demand of pure animalistic fucking. It seems like he couldn’t stop or slow down and he was pressing himself into me again and again. I was dizzy from his movement, his smell of arousal, his hardness and roughness. He kissed me, and his face was wet with my juices. I kissed him back licking the wetness on his lips, he whispered “I love how you taste” into my ear.

His movements that seems to disregard my need for more gentle touch were working in his favour and I felt another built up of tension making me betray myself and start moving my hips to meet his cock, wrapping my legs around him. It was too deep and it hurt and the pain was pleasurable on the edge of too much. We moved in the crazy fucking dance full on noisy moans until I felt a wave coming in again, and I was gasping for air more and more. He increased his speed to crazy pounding. He felt me tense up and he ordered “come on that big cock” as I did. Suddenly he yelled out as I felt him explode inside of me.

He moved out of me and turned me to the side and spooned me so fast I almost felt like a doll. He kissed my neck and said “I’m Kyle, by the way”.

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