[M]et this French girl from omegle and [f]ucked her out of this world…

Ricardo really loves Celina.

Celina is this little curly haired French chick Ricardo met one night on Omegle. Omegle, for those unaware, was a beautiful website in the early days of the internet. A virtual playground where no one knows one another, yet are forced to meet, even if only briefly. It was a lovely little website, filled with kind people longing for friendship. A place for strangers seeking attention ,understanding, intimacy and affection, or even just a good conversation. A place the hopeless went with hopes of finding a shred of light and humanity. Occupied by artists and musicians sharing their wondrous works to the world, along with wanderlust stricken youth, eager to experience novelty. And, dicks…Mostly dicks.

But that’s beside the point. For some reason , on that late summer’s night, from two distant towns an ocean apart, at that exact moment in time, defying the confines of our earthly planet and the digital realm of The internet, Ricardo and Celina crossed paths. And from the seed of a brief conversation, watered with intense attraction, common interest and horniness, blossomed a short friendship, and an everlasting relationship. Though it took an entire two years for these two to reach one another in the physical world, their connection defied all odds, and Serendipity rejoiced in her victory .

Despite the odds being against them, they joined in hand, as well as in mind. They held strong,and together destroyed all senses. They laughed in the face of Logic. Giggled at the shadows of Doubt. Pointed and snickered at Uncertainty and Hating. Melted the barrier of space, and sailed the river of time to the great furnace of the cosmos; to forge a bond that would outlast the mountains, the rivers, and the stars.

This is not the story of their love affair, though immense libraries could be filled with books on the subject. This, is the story of how light becomes dark. A philosophical romp into how time has a way of seeping through the crevices and cracks of existence and joining once again into a dripping puddle of love. Describing the woes of the gods, immaterial, chemical, digital, pious and all others. An answer to the undying question, “…what?”. A tale of grand adventure , across the universe and within/without (y)ou-rselves.

As i said a couple sentences ago, this isn’t a biography, or the history of Celina and Ricardo’s relationship. Anyway, it was time for these two lovebirds to meet. Finally, their love could have a physical nature. Their skin could touch. They could hold one another. Nurture those senses that for far too long had been neglected in begrudging favor of a union based purely on auditory and ocular sensicals.

And nurture those senses that for far too long had been neglected in begrudging favor of a union based purely on auditory and ocular sensicals, they certainly did. Upon first meeting each other , the two froze when their eyes locked. Ricardo put his finger to Celina’s full lips, his other hand on her ass, and she put it in her mouth as she pulled her body into his by the waistline of his jeans. Within minutes , his faded blue jeans, and her little blue dress were by her side, and he was inside her.

The gods **SCREAMED** . They stood in awe as the walls of their cosmic palace shook to the sound of Celina’s moans, their ground quaking with each thrust of Ricardo’s hips.
Filled with desperate curiosity, they watched on. The reality they owned warping in ways they’ve never seen, with no knowledge as to why. .

As the couple’s bodies intertwined, the universe expanded and exhaled in ecstasy. As a sexy little pool of sweat formed in Celina’s belly button, the multi colored tapestry of the palace’s glowing glass-like walls began to melt and crack. With each new position, a vast array of celestial flowers bloomed outside the palace. Fields of neon bright orange ,green, and blue-shift further and further towards the palace until chains of flowers and vines of vivid colors consumed the walls . Ricardo reached back his hand and spanked Celina’s ass so that it was now pink, and a nearby star went supernova. The exploding sun filling the gods’ vision with kaleidoscopic rays of pinkish yellow starlight which burst through the windows of the palace spilling light all over the floor. Celina climbed on top of her man, rocking back and forth and moving her body up and down , while geometric furniture ; fractal thrones and stellar nurseries, rocked in and out of existence.
“What on Everything is happening?!” One of them exclaimed, “How could we, the supreme beings of all existence and matter be subject to such malfeasances?”

“Dude, must you always refer to us like that? I mean, it’s just us here.” Another replied.

“We must resolve this at once so me may study the cause!” A new Another announced loudly.

Passionate throes traversed throughout the two of their bodies, flowing freely into the depths of one’s soul and into the others’. With no space between their bodies , they could feel the love heat on each other. From warm to hot , to burning, they wouldn’t stop. A shimmering mass of rotating balls of energy fill the palace, surrounding the gods, growing larger with each passing moment..

Ricardo grabbed Celina by the hair behind her head to make her look at him. He winked, and she bit her lip as she backs up onto him.

The gods felt the pressure building up as the palace begins to shake furiously.

As Celina’s leg began to shake furiously, Ricardo could feel the pressure building up. They were losing control. The heat between them grew hotter and hotter, growing into a glowing, growing ball of light.

Celina looks back up at Ricardo, and their gazes travel together to the ball of light and back upon each other. They shrug and continue, not willing to stop after coming so far. A small vibration starts between the two, quickly pulsating through their bodies and radiating throughout the bed, the room, and what seemed like the entire universe. A strange tingling sensation grows in their heads.

The cosmic palace of the supreme beings is on the verge of oblivion. The celestial flowers strangle the walls, emitting neon beams of light that dance and mix with the starlight spilt upon the floor. Brilliant, jeweled balls of colored light continue to rotate and warp, taunting the gods as they grow even more immense.

Devastated, furious, and helpless, the gods agree they must flee the palace. The vibrations were beginning to compromise even the gods molecular structural integrity. As their atoms were tearing apart , piece by piece, they formed a circle to send out flee vibes. The vibes bounced through various dimensions before returning to the center of the circle the gods made. They shatter and fall to the floor, capturing neon flower starlight on their descent. As they hit the floor of the palace, they disappear and take bits of reality with them. The circle between the gods ceases to exist and in it’s place comes a swirling mass of colored lightning. The gods didn’t need to speak or even look at each other, they knew it was time to go.

Celina and Ricardo’s reality shook as they lost control. Grabbing her hips, Ricardo pulled his girl into him as she pushed to be as close to him as possible. The tingling sensation was taking over their body. Waves of euphoric pleasure collided with the feeling of being unzipped into a new world , or turned inside out. The tingling sensation that crossed their bodies ,seemed to take with it the part of their bodies the sensation just touched.As the feeling washed through their body they felt themselves being pulled away. Glowing geometric patterns and alien shapes were covering the room and the air. The couple were overwhelmed with other worldly feelings of pleasure and ethereality.

They didn’t understand what was happening. They had no idea they had somehow tapped into sensations and experiences the gods had saved for themselves. The geometric patterns surrounding them glowed even brighter as they began to rapidly circle the ball of light. Their room seemed to be transforming. Ricardo and Celina cum, and the ball of light explodes. Blue and purple lightning burst from the ball and fill the room. They felt the lightning entering themselves as the tingling sensation completed its trip across their bodies. They couldn’t tell if they were going somewhere or if somewhere was coming on them, but they had no doubt they were leaving this world…

**FUCKADELIC**

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7577tr/met_this_french_girl_from_omegle_and_fucked_her