Return To The Alley

A roll of thunder and a flash of lightning woke me out of sleep. Being on the fourth floor, I know the weather before most citizens. My studio apartment is a converted attic room. There are three nice sized windows so I have a nice view of the city’s park.
I have a queen size bed made from two single beds, a loveseat some furniture, and a fridge. I have some beer and snacks in the fridge for when no one stops by. My company usually is the morning shadows creeping across the opposite wall.
What wonderful things can I find to do today? Meh, maybe I’ll sit on the porch and watch the rain. Hey, how about a nice long walk? There’s a recipe for pneumonia. Hey, the alley. I’ve always wanted to go back. She was so soft, pure white skin.
Her hot pink nipples and pussy lips were such an amazing contrast. Her gentle face and tempting eyes. Her eyes were outlined in black and trailed off the side of her eyes. They were so haunting, most of the time I couldn’t stop staring at them. Oh, and her deep red lipstick on her wanting lips.
I got up and dressed quickly but I began to wonder. Would she still be there, would she remember me, would she care? At least I wouldn’t be alone and I could release some of my tension with someone, instead of alone.
Once outside, I turned my coat collar against the weather. The wind made my umbrella dance in my grasp but I ventured on. I knew I had a good walk to the alley, but now something wanted to drag me to that door. It wasn’t boredom, it felt like a need, a desire.
There were virtually no changes to the alley except there was little movement with the rain. No flies were landing on garbage, dogs weren’t fucking in the middle of the alley and no rats lined up for the cafeteria-style el-fresco dining.
I stood in front of the door for a moment. Idiot, you aren’t deciding about going in, open the damn door. I tried the doorknob, it turned and the door slowly creaked open. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. My mind returned to the first time.
The room was dark, in the room, the only table was decorated with a single candle. The scent of jasmine flowed through my nostrils and invaded my brain. I stood there waiting to see what would happen.
The only door in the room slowly opened. A figure draped in pure white and covered with a white, lifeless mask walked up to me. Her orange blossom fragrance overtook the jasmine of the room. She walked behind me, removed my coat and took my umbrella, and hung them neatly on a hall tree.
She walked to the door opened it and motioned for me to follow her. The door led to a short hall. She walked to the second door on the left and pointed to it. I did as I was told and walked into the room; she followed me.
The room had a double bed with tables on opposite walls holding a single candle. The headboard was brass and the sheets were soft white linen. She had me stand by the bed and then unbuttoned my shirt. She folded it neatly on a chair in the corner, she did the same with my tee shirt.
She put her soft hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me to sit on the bed. She knelt in front of me and removed my shoes and socks. They were placed with my other clothes. Then she unbuckled my belt and unfastened my jeans.
I stood up and used her soft shoulder for balance as she removed my jeans and briefs. She stared at my half-hard cock for a moment, then folded my jeans and placed them with everything else.
The woman stood in front of me and unbuttoned her white robe. When she opened it, she revealed a beautiful woman, petite with soft curves. And like before, her nipples and areolas were a hot pink against her pure white skin. Her perfectly manicured nails were painted a bright red.
She laid me on the bed on my stomach. She walked to the table nearest to us and returned with a jar. She straddled me, her pussy was touching my ass cheek. She rubbed the gel from the jar onto my back. She separated my ass cheeks and let a few drops of the gel rub into my ass.
She got off of me and began massaging my legs. There wasn’t one muscle missed, she rubbed each one diligently. The warmth of the gel and her strong fingers soon had me completely relaxed. I rolled onto my back.
She bent over my groin and massaged my cock with her dainty but strong fingers. It wasn’t long before she had my cock rock solid. She gently stroked me and looked at me occasionally, I could almost see a twinkle in her eyes.
She put a dollop of gel in her hands, rubbed them together, and wrapped her hand around my rigid member. She seemed to smile as she stoked my cock and massaged my balls. After a few moments, she dried her hands and straddled my groin.
Our eyes locked and she seemed to have remembered me. She raised enough to slide my cock into her tight pussy then sat on it, she didn’t move. She bent over sighed, and hugged me. She sat up and began to ride up and down on my throbbing cock.
She moaned with desire as her petite body rose and fell enveloping my cock with each stroke. She stopped for a slight moment then rocked back and forth while she fondled her pert tits. She bent her head down and sucked and licked her hot pink nipples.
As she sucked and licked her tits, she would look at me with a seductive gleam in her eyes. I reached for her unoccupied tit, she leaned over for me to fondle it. She cooed when I pinched and pulled her nipple.
She sat down hard on my cock and ground her clit into my pelvis. Her head dropped and she groaned with delight as her warm cum engulfed my cock. She moved her hips just enough to please her.
When she was satisfied, she raised turned and lowered her soaked pussy to my face. The aroma of jasmine flowed into my brain with each breath. Without thinking I began licking her sweet-tasting pussy lips and milking her tits. She inhaled sharply held her breath for a second and released a long low sigh as more cum flowed from deep inside of her pussy.
She whimpered as more cum flowed from her, and I lapped up her nectar. When she seemed to be finished, I sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue. I had a firm hold on her tits. She was grunting and groaning trying to escape my hold, when suddenly, a stream of cum squirted from her pussy.
I sucked her pussy lips into my mouth so none of her cum was missed. She was panting and whimpering, her pussy was still straining for more cum. I held onto her tits and sucked her pussy lips, she was panting, ‘Please, no, please,’ she begged in an Oriental dialect.
When I released her, she moved and cuddled next to me. I could hear her panting from under the mask. From what I could see through the eyes of the mask, her eyes were dreamy and loving. I wanted to remove the mask but I didn’t want to disrespect her.
We lay there for a few moments when she rolled onto her back. She reached out to me and opened her legs. I moved between her legs and guided my cock past her wet pussy lips into her warm tight pussy. I watched her as her eyes closed and she cooed with joy.
I lowered my body onto my sex partner firmly grabbed her tits and began sucking her hot pink nipples. I was pumping her bright pink pussy with long even strokes, she seemed to love the rhythm and the crushing of her clit between us.
She lightly ran her fingers up and down my spine, her hot breath circled my neck. The fragrance of her perfume seemed to make my cock harder, I started to stroke her harder and harder. I was on top of her, but she seemed to be in control.
I couldn’t stop pounding her delicate pussy. She lust was groaning as she slammed her hips against each stroke of my cock. She was shaking her head from side to side, her arms wrapped around my body squeezing me to her, her legs were wrapped around me pulling me into her.
I nipped her tit and pinched the other one, she yelped and the cum blasted from my cock. My hands were under her shoulders holding her in place while I sucked her tits. her pussy was squirting her cum all over me and my balls. I rammed my cock in and out of her filling her pussy with my thick hot cum. She squealed with delight every time my cock splattered her insides.
Exhausted, I rolled from her and wrapped her in my arms. She looked up through the mask and signed. She nodded and put her head on my chest. She pressed the plastic lips to my chest then returned her head and draped her arm over me. I got my first kiss and sign of affection from her.
We lay there in our first real embrace for several minutes. Then she got up and went into the other room. When she returned, she had a warm pan of water and cloth. She gently wiped and dried my cock and balls. She held my cock and turned to me, she pressed the plastic lips against my cock then turned to me again.
“Am I pleasing you?” I asked.
She didn’t answer right away but nodded her head. Then she pointed to herself then to me.
“You are a wonderful lover,” I said and nodded.
She wrapped her arms around herself and swayed from right to left. I think she was trying to say she loved it. She picked up the pan and took it to the other room. When she returned, she had a drink of some kind. She handed it to me and lowered her head. I didn’t get it, she isn’t my server. Well maybe in a way, but she didn’t want payment last time.
The drink was strong but went down easily. She looked at me and poured a little more into the small cup. I sipped the second cup; she started to look a little fuzzy. She took the cup from my hands and wiped my chin. She ran her hand over my face, then pressed her hands to her heart.
She handed me the gel and got on the bed. She had me lie down and then cuddled next to me. She was fondling my cock and squeezing my balls. It wasn’t long before I was as stiff as the first time. She wrapped her fingers around my cock and stroked it. I started to push my hips up to meet her strokes.
She got up and knelt next to me. She sucked my cock for a while, then handed the gel to me. She got on all fours and held onto a rung of the headboard. She rocked back and forth enticing me.
I knelt behind her and started to guide my cock into her pussy. She moved away from me reached behind and held her ass cheeks apart. I applied some of the gel to her tight opening and gently pushed a finger into her. I slowly slid my finger in and out of her.
She reached for my hand and held two fingers together. I slid my index and middle finger into her ass, she moaned in ecstasy and pushed back onto my fingers. I fingered her ass for a minute or two, my cock wanted its turn in her. I pulled my fingers from her ass and applied some gel to my cock.
I wanted to slam her butt, but I carefully pushed my cock head into her. When she seemed relaxed enough, I slid my cock up her ass. My balls were touching her pussy lips. She started sliding back and forth on my cock.
The jasmine in the air, the strong concoction she gave me, and having my cock deep in her hot ass was too much for me to take. I slammed in and out of her tender ass. I didn’t hold back.
She was panting and moaning I was almost out of control. Lust had taken over, it was more than sex, it was addiction. She started moaning louder. It got to the point where I could hear her voice.
“Ah-huh, ah-huh, mmmm, ah-ah-ah-huh, mmmm,” her head lowered and shaking from side to side. Her body was sweating and little bumps appeared. She was breathing heavily through her mouth. I could hear her breath rushing through the mouth holes in the mask.
“AYE!” her high-pitched scream shattered the silence. Her cum squirted stream after stream soaking my balls and trickling down my inner thighs.
She continued to moan and yelp when my cum splattered her ass. I slammed my cock in and out of her ass, she moaned and whimpered in a high-pitched voice panting between screams of lust.
All of our energy and cum had run out. I leaned onto her back. I wrapped my arms around her waist and she put her hand on my arms. I pulled my cock from her tight ass and we slid under the sheet together.
She got out of bed rather hurriedly. She returned wearing her white robe. She also had warm water and cloth to gently bathed my cock and balls. I thought I heard her sniffing a time or two, but I wasn’t sure. We knew it was time for me to go, but it seemed to affect her much more than last time. She extended her hand to help me out of bed but hesitated to release it. She held my other hand in her soft, dainty hands and stared down at them. Her reluctance for our tryst to end was more than obvious.

Departed Soul