Kiss the Stranger

“Haah, haah.”
My breath came fast, my vision spun, and my chest ached. I lay sprawled on the bed, and for some time Kamar had been on top of me. I watched in a daze as he tore off his clothes. He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside, then immediately shrugged off his trousers until he was naked. His bare form held me spellbound. With every breath his broad chest rose and fell, and beads of sweat traced elegant lines along his sculpted muscles. Below a thick neck lay a straight collarbone and broad shoulders. His muscular body looked more powerful than ever.

I wanted to touch him.
I swallowed hard. I tried to strip off my own clothes, but my hands kept slipping. Before I could finish, his hand reached out, lifted my shirt, and pressed his lips to my bare skin.
“Ah!”

He bit my nipple hard, and I screamed without meaning to. But Kamar paid no mind. He ground his teeth against it, and with one hand yanked down my trousers. My top hung off one shoulder and my trousers were half off, yet he didn’t wait—he pressed his body against mine.
I was torn between pulling him close and the need to undress, fumbling with one hand on his shoulder while the other tried to shed my clothes. He kissed my lips again, then used his fingertips to roll my stiff nipple.
“Ah, haah…”

A rush of pain and pleasure made me arch my head back. Kamar didn’t hesitate; his tongue met mine, his breath warm in my mouth. Our saliva mingled until it overflowed. Still kissing, he trailed his hand down to my trousers and, in one motion, stripped away trousers and underwear. I spread my legs wide at once, heart pounding. A short gasp escaped me as Kamar sighed above me.
“Yohan.”
He blinked at me, his eyes flickering gold.
“You’re so beautiful.”

His gaze traveled slowly over my body and settled between my legs. Shame rose in me and I reached down—my half-erect cock glistened wet at the tip.
Without warning, Kamar brought my legs together, gripped my thighs, and lifted me. My hips hovered, body curled into an arch. I felt his gaze on my exposed entrance. Then I saw his face lean in, and next his breath—and tongue—found an impossible place.

I screamed reflexively. I twisted to flee, but Kamar held me folded, his knee at my face. His tongue began to lick me there.
“…Ah, ah, ah!”
Novel sensations spilled through me. With each breath, his breath caressed me. His lips pressed and sucked me in waves. A shock as if my insides were drawn out turned my vision white.

“Ah, ah, ha, ah.”
My panting made my hips writhe. Each exhale pushed out my fluids, which trickled down my thighs. Kamar lapped them up and pushed them back inside. I swallowed a moan at the sensation.
His pointed tongue traced the tight folds and slipped inside. He explored deeply, then withdrew and spread his broad tongue to lick my hole. Over and over he rubbed me, mixing my juices with his spit until I was soaked.

The endless sweet scent turned my mind to jelly. My brain melted like ice cream; I could think of nothing but the melting warmth in me. Kamar pulled back his lips. When his finger touched me I heard a wet sound. Two thick fingers entered at once—I flinched but didn’t resist. Instead an excited moan escaped, and my hips rose. He pressed deeper and curled his fingers inside.
“Ughhh…”
My insides, once so painful, felt loosened. The scraping of his fingers inside me brought me trembling moans. Kamar panted and stared at my arousal. Each in-and-out of his fingers flooded me with juices, soaking his wrist. Then he pressed his lips back to my flesh and, fingers splayed, thrust his tongue in.

“Ugh uh, ah.”
His tongue slid in and out, my hips bucking, moans spilling out. The wet sounds never ceased. Kamar licked me with an almost feral intensity, his breath hot on me. Then he slid an arm under my waist and lifted me so my head barely touched the mattress—body inverted like a handstand.
His erection pressed against my bare back. My knees bent until my feet were on his shoulders, but he didn’t pause. Holding my thigh in one hand and my waist with the other, he licked my entrance and ground me against him. His thick shaft and scrotum rubbed along my spine. I reached back, fingertips brushing his thigh against my back. I dug in my nails and Kamar let out a deep groan.

“Ummm…”
His voice mixed with wet sounds in me. As my body trembled, something spattered on my face. I realized he’d come on my face and my back was soaked. Kamar rubbed his shaft across my back repeatedly. Then his cum ran down my spine to my shoulder.

Breathing hard, he turned his head. After kissing my thigh, he brought his lips back to my opening and lingered. His tongue dove deep in a long, wet kiss, then he kissed my other thigh before letting me drop back to the mattress.
My torso hit the sheets but my head still spun, as if floating. I looked up at him, dazed. He wasn’t done yet. Not even close. With longing I opened my knees again, exposing my lower half slick with spit and my fluid.
I heard a loud swallow. Kamar stared at me, entranced. I waited, legs spread, for him. Though he’d just come, his tip was already wet again.
Kamar /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ caught my waist and pulled me onto his thick thighs. My hips rose until my entrance met his cock. A slight shift would finish everything. I was ready to receive him. Blushing deeply, I called out:

“Kamar.
Give it to me.”
“…Ahah!”

At that moment he pulled me down and thrust up in one stroke. My scream echoed as his thick shaft filled me completely. The sensation of being utterly filled took my breath away. I writhed as he pressed in, filling me from base to crown.
“Ugh, ugh…”
A moan slipped past my lips. When Kamar leaned over me, his cock that had slipped partway out dove deeper.

“Ahk…!”
Another gasp escaped. But he didn’t stop. His violet eyes glowed gold.
Masha’Allah.

He whispered. I stared at him, lost. He bent and kissed my neck. Feeling my insides open wide, I welcomed him. With each thrust of his hips, his cock sliding in and out felt like fire in my belly.
“Yohan.”
Kamar held my waist and pumped into me. I gasped between breaths, and he kissed me over and over.

“I love you.”
His tender confession sent a warmth through my belly. Ah—I realized. He’d come inside me. In that moment my cock stiffened and my entrance clenched. The night was only just beginning.