Kiss the Stranger

I heard nothing but our ragged breaths. Yet I felt as if I’d been drenched by rain. In my ears, the sound of falling water echoed like a hallucination.

Trembling all over, I leaned my body gently against his solid frame. Eyes closed, I licked out my tongue and, with care, slipped it inside him. I thought I’d improved at kissing. As if sensing my pride, Kamar let a faint smile press across his lips. I punished myself by biting his lower lip firmly. Kamar laughed aloud and gave my butt a sharp smack.
“Ow!”
Startled, I cried out, and Kamar teased me.

“Don’t bite without warning.”
I pouted in protest, and he seized the moment, kissing my lips again. My resolve melted instantly. With my head lowered, I focused on the kiss, and his hand that had been on my hip moved slowly, kneading the flesh. A strange itch ran deep inside me, and without thinking, my hand slid down to grip his arm. Kamar paused and asked,
“Should I stop touching here?”

His teasing tone made me pull my lips away with a choked voice.
“It… it feels weird.”
“What does?”

I couldn’t tell if he truly didn’t know or was playing with me, but I didn’t have the energy to argue and answered honestly.
“My belly… it’s ticklish. It’s all, wriggling.”
As I whimpered, I felt the flesh pressed against me grow rigid. I gasped and opened my eyes wide. In my widened vision, Kamar’s face glowed even redder.
“Yohan.” His voice dropped lower than usual. He swallowed once, as if steadying himself, and continued, “Keep telling me.”

“Tell you what… ah!”
A long, thick finger rubbed the groove between my butt cheeks through the thin fabric. My body tensed, and he lifted his head to press his lips against my neck, inhaling deeply. Exhaling in a quiver, Kamar asked in a more excited voice,
“How does this feel?”

“How should I….” I didn’t know what to say and just shook all over. His hot breath brushed my throat.
“Tell me—is it good?”
He had the nerve to nibble my neck after telling me not to bite, and every time I jerked away in pain, the pressure below ground into me with a wet, grazing motion. Gasping, Kamar slipped his hand inside my waistband. As his bare hand squeezed the flesh of my hip, I froze in a convulsion. Ignoring my rigidity, he slid in the other hand too, spreading my butt and bringing his fingers to the exposed opening.

“Ah—!”
I couldn’t help the cry that escaped me when his touch landed somewhere I never expected. My cheek pressed against his chest, I panted helplessly. Kamar leaned closer, rubbing that slit slowly, and asked,
“How is it now?”

“Uh… uhng… uh-uhng….”
I writhed, desperate, pressing my hips against him. With each grind, I felt his lower body heat flare even higher. Between ragged breaths, I managed,
“It… it feels like worms crawling inside my belly.”

When I whispered that it tickled, Kamar’s probing fingers explored the folds more deliberately. As his firm fingers teased that spot, my heart felt like it would burst.
“Ah!”
The fingers that had been circling the folds slipped inside without warning. At that foreign sensation, my entire body, which had been melting into him, snapped rigid.

But it didn’t end there. Kamar pushed his long finger in, pulled it out, then pushed it in again, repeating the motion.
“Uh… uh-uh…”
I felt warmth seep between my thighs. With every thrust of his finger, something indescribable flowed from my depths.
Haah, haah.

I was panting when Kamar, whose fingertip had lingered at my entrance, suddenly slid it in again—this time thicker. It wasn’t until I felt two digits inside me that I realized what he’d done.
“Ah—it hurts….”
Tears fell immediately. My belly itched maddeningly, and the forced opening throbbed with pain. I drifted toward oblivion for a moment, but the ache snapped me back. As I sobbed, Kamar whispered,

“Yohan, what should I do?”
I had no idea how to answer. What did he want from me? Tears welled, and I looked at him through blurred vision. Kamar furrowed his brow and sighed softly.
“Ah—!”

Suddenly his fingers slipped out, and I couldn’t help but scream. Relief washed over me alongside emptiness. Gasping, I lay face down over him, and Kamar turned us both, lifting my waist in his arms.
Once more I looked up at him and collapsed onto the bed. Blinking, stunned, I watched as Kamar sat up with a panting breath.

He spoke as though to calm me, and then, without giving me a chance to object, he pulled off my pants and underwear at once. My legs splayed revealingly, and he caught them in one arm. Before I even understood what was happening, I felt hot hardness pressing against me. It pressed mercilessly between my thighs, wedging into me.
“…!”
My eyes opened wide at the sight of his arousal. The heavy shaft thrusting between my legs reminded me of the water snake I’d seen in a photo as a child—and I remembered that snakes are cold-blooded. So why was this so hot? It must be because his body temperature was higher. Kamar’s body always felt warmer than mine, but now it blazed hotter than ever. And the snake sleeping at his groin was even hotter, swelling as though about to burst.

I was terrified.
For the first time, real fear rose in me. I’d been lost in sweet excitement moments before, but now I felt as if that snake would swallow me whole. Sensing my dread, Kamar said,
“It’s okay, Yohan.”

Between ragged breaths he added,
“It’ll be over soon. Really, I’m only going to rub.”
Saying that, he pressed himself against me, grinding urgently. Each time his length slid in and out, the flesh of my inner thighs rubbed together and flushed bright red. I reached out instinctively, but Kamar caught my hand and kissed my palm. Even as my waist shook with movement, I couldn’t push him away when he pressed his lips against me again to soothe me.
His thick shaft swept along my crotch, rubbing against my scrotum and shaft in succession. Part of me was aroused, another part terrified, and my body responded in confusion. As his strokes drew closer to release, I felt him brace his arm harder around my legs. With a sharp, rough sound of friction, his pubic hair–covered pelvis slammed against my lower back.

“Ha… ah….”
With a deep groan, Kamar trembled slightly—and then, opening wide, the snake unleashed white fluid over my face, chest, and stomach like rain.
Haah, haah.

He came in such volume it soaked my body at once—but it didn’t end there. After releasing his grip on my legs, he still stood erect. Kamar grabbed one limp leg and spread it, fixing his gaze on my groin. I lay there, helpless to cover myself, as he stroked himself and let more warm fluid drip down. Was it over now? But then he flipped me over, stripped off his clothes in a rush, and pressed himself onto my body again, wedging himself between my buttocks and rubbing down below.
“Uh, uh, hngh, uh….”
My whole body shook as I could only emit stifled moans. Kamar, breathing heavily, braced himself on the bed with both hands, lifting his torso fully and thrusting his hips against me. His long, thick shaft slid up and down while his heavy scrotum, covered in coarse hair, rubbed and released with each motion. Slap, slap—the rough sounds of friction rang louder than ever. Pressed by his strength, my entire body rose upward. Just as my head was about to hit the wall, Kamar caught my arm ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) to soften the impact. Then he let go of the bed, wrapped me in his arms, and drove again and again.

“Uh, uhngh, ugh, ugh.”
Behind me, his ragged breath and voice called my name.
“Yohan.”

Every time he moved, my head bumped against his hand on the wall, but it didn’t hurt.
“Yohan, Yohan… haah, Yohan.”
He pressed his full weight onto me, the heavy thrusts grinding roughly inside. Even with shallow strokes, his entire length rubbed me, and his release filled me once more.

“Haahh….”
Kamar clutched me so tightly from behind that no gap remained between us, and he came again, pouring warmth between us. Panting with ragged breaths, he kissed the back of my neck. The movement made soft smacking sounds, and I let it happen. Then, wedged between the bed and his body, he slipped his hand beneath me. His fingers found my nipple and paused there—when they touched it, my already fading consciousness finally slipped away.