Perfect strangers

A hard rain was falling outside, but not enough to stir Ethan from his sleep and, God forbid, this delicious dream. “Addison…” the name wafted from his lips like an enchantment, as if breathing her into his bedroom. The cute redhead at the coffee shop. The one reading the erotic novel. Chewing her lip. Slowly and subtly pushing her thighs inward and outward under the table. Feeling every steamy, knee-weakening scene that her mind was absorbing and translating into her own desires. From behind his own book, Ethan would glance up from page 235 now and then to enjoy the sight of her blushing, but this time, their eyes locked and his heart skipped a beat. Long eyelashes adorning large, soulful eyes of deep emerald. Ethan’s book was anything but erotic, but in this moment his hands may as well have been clutching the Kama Sutra. After those few tantalizing seconds, the girl flashed a shy smile before her eyes darted back to the page she was reading. But, having felt the same moment of heat…that same rush…she couldn’t help but return her gaze to his. Her smile this time was accompanied by a different look in her eyes. One that was markedly less innocent than the first. Ethan stood up from his table and walked over to hers, taking a seat opposite her. Within the next half hour, they were lying beside each other, struggling to catch their breath. The wild tempest of carnal desire heading out to see after having made sudden landfall. He knew she needed this as much as he did. What he didn’t know was that after he said goodbye, sealing this anonymous love letter with a deep, passionate kiss, she’d followed him home. From a safe distance, of course. So, two days later, as sheet rain lashed Ethan’s windows, Addison knelt by his window, shrouded in a dark raincoat. By the warm glow of a single candle, she could see him stirring, one of his legs pushing the sheet down and exposing the same naked body…the same raging erection that she had been under, and on top of, just 48 hours prior. Lengthy, thick, and twitching, as if beckoning her. Addison realised that her hand was now between her thighs, caressing herself, mindlessly, hopelessly. Likewise, Ethan’s hand was now busy on his own sex, his subconscious in control of his movements. Addison saw that the window was slightly ajar and, making as little noise as possible, raised it until there was a gap large enough for her to crawl through. Once she was inside, Addison carefully got undressed, quietly sliding out of each item of clothing until she was as naked as Ethan was. ‘Ohhhhh,’ he groaned, his hand now leaving his erection and clutching one of the pillows. As gently as she could, Addison crawled on to the bed and, using slow, deliberate movements, straddled Ethan. His eyes opened. For a moment, as she saw the surprise on Ethan's face, Addison was paralyzed by fear, but this subsided when his lip curled into a smile. Relieved, she leaned forward and planted a kiss on his forehead. "Hello again," she whispered, reaching back and taking his massive, throbbing erection in her hand. She felt the smoothness of the skin...its girth…its warmth, and began slowly sliding it back and forth against her wet, craving pussy. Addison moaned softly as she tilted her neck backwards, savouring this unthinkably devious, secretive transgression. Unable to resist any further, she lowered herself on to Ethan, feeling him stretch her as it pushed through, inch by inch. Addison let out a gasp. Her thighs trembled as his girth filled her. The candlelight danced on Addison’s irresistibly voluptuous body as it slowly rose and fell atop Ethan’s. When she opened her eyes, she saw his looking back up at her, dazed but happy, seeing his sex dream literally manifested atop him. Just as there were in the café that day, Addison’s emerald green eyes were hungry with carnal desire. Again, just as she had in the café that day, she was chewing her lip. Addison picked up her pace, no longer mindful about waking Ethan. As she rocked back and forth, causing the bed springs to creak in time with her movements, Ethan took hold of her voluptuous rear – an ass big enough for several handfuls – and squeezed hard, feeling himself approach climax. “I’m so happy you’re here,” Ethan gasped. Addison spoke only in moans and rapid, short breaths as she too approached climax, her thighs closing around Ethan’s hips like a vice. “Oh fuck….oh fuck….oh fuck!” this quavering prayer to Eros escaping Ethan involuntarily. Addison watched Ethan’s face intently, waiting for the right moment. The moment he jammed his eyes shut, Addison – holding the base of Ethan’s shaft in her hand, lifted herself from atop him and immediately took him in her mouth as she firmly wanked him, feeling a sudden explosion of sweet warmth shoot against the roof of her mouth and down her throat. As Addison kept sucking and swallowing, breathing heavily through her nose now, she felt Ethan’s legs tremble violently beneath her. The whole time, her eyes remained fixed on the fruits of her labour – Ethan’s state of pure ecstasy. Howls of his pleasure filled the night, vying with the fierce storm outside, another tempest, this time coming from the sea to make landfall. As Ethan’s powerful geyser subsided into drips, Addison, still hungry for her lover, made sure not to waste a drop. When she was confident that he was dry, she licked her lips and crawled toward Ethan until she was nestled beside him. Addison giggled mischievously, and before she could open her mouth to tell him how good he tasted, she heard the first deep snore, now sounding against the backdrop of a gentler rain outside.

The next morning, Addison stirred, letting out a cute little yawn as she stretched her legs. To Ethan’s delight, she was still there. This time, behind him. The girl planted a soft, warm kiss on the nape of his neck and tightened her embrace. "Good morning, lover boy," she whispered. Ethan rolled over to face her. His expression was serious, but there was a certain glint in his tired eyes. "What you did last night…” he began, pausing. Addison scrunched her nose with a cheeky smile. “Mm-hmm?” Ethan placed his hand between her legs, his fingers quickly finding her clit, which he began caressing slowly. “That was just a bit illegal,” he said, his voice now deep as his warm mouth hungrily worked its way from her neck to her collarbone, all the while moving lower and lower still. Addison moaned and rolled on to her back, arching it slightly as Ethan’s mouth found her pussy and began a rhythmic dance, moving in time, grinding up and down, pushing inward, his tongue probing, his lips sucking her clit, sending bolts of sexual electricity up her spine, culminating in erratic cries of pleasure as she felt herself approach climax. She dared look down, and was met with his eyes, hungrily locked on hers. “Oh God!! Oh God!!” Addison’s crescendo was almost ear-splitting now. “Don’t stop!!!” Ethan did not stop. His tongue still dancing on her clit as the warmth of his mouth engulfed her. This morning, it was Addison’s legs trembling beneath Ethan. It was her eyes jamming shut as she screamed, her world exploding into a thousand brilliant stars as her body convulsed and convulsed and convulsed. Ethan gradually slowed his pace, just as Addison had with him, mindful that a trillion nerve endings were crying out “please, for the love of God, stop!”. From where Ethan lay, he saw a most beautiful sight; Addison’s pale, naked body lying before him…her large rounded breasts rising and falling with each breath…her hand on her heart, as if to check it hadn’t burst out of her chest already. “I could eat that for breakfast every day,” Ethan said. But she was already asleep, dreaming a sweet dream. He joined her in her slumber, stroking her auburn hair until he too was dreaming.

When Ethan awoke, Addison’s warm smile greeted him. “Good morning,” she said, reaching down and playfully yanking at his penis. Ethan noticed that she looked very much awake. Is she ready to go a third time? As tired as he felt, the thought excited him. “There’s still one thing we haven’t tried,” Addison whispered, rolling over and scooching her body backwards into his torso. She took his arm and draped it over her, pulling him closer. As he settled into the curve of her body, he felt the warmth of her soft, voluptuous rear against his naked. She gently pushed her hips back against him, eliciting a deep moan from Ethan, who was now feeling himself harden and his arousal grow. “Mmmm,” Addison moaned softly, manoeuvring her buttocks so that his erection was now squarely between them. “I can see someone’s definitely awake,” she remarked, devilishly, all the while massaging her new plaything in a slow, rhythmic dance. “I want you so bad right now," Ethan whispered between single groans, synchronised with each push from her buttocks. It was clear from Addison's slow, ongoing grind that she felt the same. As Ethan’s cock slid up and down her crack, she reached back and took Ethan’s now fully erect monster in her hand and positioned it so that the head was resting against her asshole. She felt her sphincter muscles tighten in anticipation of what she was about to do. “Ohhh, Addy,” Ethan groaned, craving her. “Do we need some lube for this?” he asked, concerned that he might not fit. “No sudden movements, okay?” Addison said, her voice soft but sure. Slowly, she pushed her big, beautiful ass back, raising one of her knees slightly as his shaft inched into her, then out, ever so slightly. She was using his cock as a sex toy, shallowing her asshole with it, warming herself up for more. And again, she pushed back, allowing Ethan no more than a couple of inches inside her. “Okay, big boy. Now just go slow, ok?” She stopped and gently gripped Ethan’s waist, setting the pace for his movements. He began pushing slowly, back and forth. “Can I go a bit deeper?” Ethan asked, breathless now. “Mm-hmm,” Addison permitted, her neck tilted back, her eyes closed, her mouth unable to close. Ethan pushed deeper, feeling the tightness envelop him as she began letting out long, loud moans. “I’m getting close,” Ethan said, feeling the familiar pressure building from his balls and rising like a violent super volcano ready to erupt. “Uhhhhhhhh! Uhhhhhhhh!” Addison’s moans filled the apartment. Her hand, still gripping his waist, began pulling him closer towards her so that he was now balls deep in her ass with each thrust. In this moment, Ethan was no longer a man. He was a beast. An animal. Nature taking its courses in the Serengeti. Addison was a gazelle. Ethan’s mind was now empty, save for thoughts of his throbbing cock pulsing cum deep into her, powerfully and relentlessly. He growled and rolled Addison on to her stomach, assuming the flat doggy style position. She bent her knees back so that the soles of her feet were resting against Ethan’s buttocks as he thrust into her even more forcefully. With each pounding motion, he felt the point of no return approaching. “Yes!! Fuck me!!! Fuck me!!!” Addison cried out. “Fuck my ass!!! Fill me with your cum!!!” Addison, it seemed, had unwittingly uttered the secret launch codes for Ethan’s immense payload, now pulsing into her as the two of them convulsed, gasped, and then collapsed in a breathless, sweat-soaked heap.

As the weeks passed, Ethan and Addison saw each other more and more, but it was only ever for one thing. They had found their niche. It might not have been much to anyone outside their bubble, but to Ethan and Addison, this niche…this spontaneous, wild, breathtaking, euphoria-inducing love that these two inti-mates made so passionately and frequently…that was plenty enough to keep the fires stoked in their insatiable souls.