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It a dark, late winter, afternoon. Rain clouds are hanging over the city and just as you board the train home, it begins to pour down. you think while looking for a seat. Its head slightly bend, it is looking at you with big brown eyes. pal, you say trying to get past the furball blocking the corridor, don know about you, but I have to get off here. You, on the other hand seem to be quite content with just staring at me and blocking the aisle. dog moves ever so slightly and you squeeze past it and jump of the train. It is still raining and you standing in the station hall contemplating whether to walk home or wait for a bus when you feel something tugging on your right trouser leg. Looking down, you startled to see the dog from the train. It must have got off just behind you and followed you into the station. up, furball? you ask while reaching down to free your trouser leg. The dog barks and heads for the exit doors. Having reached the doors it stops, turns around and looks at you as if waiting for you to catch up. You wander over to the doors and step onto the street. The dog heads right, but stops after a few metres, again as if he waiting for you to follow him. thanks, furball. you say, think I wait for the bus. You move a few steps in his direction and try to free yourself, but the dog doesn let go. dog! you mutter, you know I live the other way? This better be quick, I really need to go, if you know what I mean. dog, however, keeps to the right. You reluctantly follow it. can believe I doing this! you whisper, before thinking I really haven got the time for that. If I don find a toilet soon, there be an accident! know the town well and you more curious where the dog will lead you than afraid that you could get lost. mistake, dog! you mumble, know this is a dead end. you think, suddenly remembering something, least it a dead end without anybody else around. a few more steps you stand in front of a stone wall, probably part of the cemetery wall. told you so! you say to the dog, who seems busy exploring the wall and suddenly squeezes through a small hole and disappears out of your sight. you grumble, don know about you, but I can walk through walls! Try and think of another way! Mind, there no hurry, right now I really need to. drop your rucksack and crouch down, pulling down your trousers and panties. that was close . you think, as you can feel the first hot drops spreading your lips and wetting the delta between your legs. Trying not to wet your cloths you lean against the wall. There no sign of the dog and the wall seems as impenetrable as before, yet you clearly on the other side. There are flowers everywhere and big, old trees. A warm wind is blowing, tingling your wet delta and reminding you to pull up your trousers again. odd! you think, surely the strangest thing that ever happened to anybody trying to have a pee. You simply have to take a little swim!You strip off and walk into the water. It warm and somehow unreal. Submersing yourself completely, your body shudders with delight and you suddenly realise what so strange about the lake. Though the water is warm and clear, it does not seem to behave like normal water. It feels like it isn only surrounding your body with its wetness, but it is physically touching it!You can feel a stream of water playing with your breasts, softly touching your nipples. Carefully, you spread your legs slightly and immediately feel the water caressing you thighs and flooding your delta. Hardly any force seems necessary to keep afloat, so you just close your eyes and start to drift through the water. You open you legs a little more and the water touches your clit. You shudder and your breathing is getting heavier. Your clit is erect, longing for the water to play with it and you feel like your whole body is spinning when the water touches it. You can feel a hard jet of water entering your vagina, filling it out completely, while your buttocks are caressed by more jets of water. Warm waves are building up inside you and you know you be coming shortly. you think, was so close! Stupid water, it should know that I not used to that! angry with the water for trying to enter your ass, but somehow you also angry with yourself for jumping out so quickly. You stretch your body in the sun, feeling the sand on your skin. was so close! you think again, drawing sandy circles on your belly. The touches feel good and you expand the circles until they touch your nipples and your wet and creamy delta. you think, sensing your rekindled arousal, but also startled by the fact that your body suddenly tells you that you still haven been to the loo. you mumble, too good, I not getting up now! stroke your breasts and softly touch the lips between your legs. Warmth, arousal, you can feel the water mixing with your juices and the sand. You start to rub your clit very carefully, slipping fingers in and out of your vagina. Startling sensations roll over you like waves, the feeling of your creamy wetness on your fingers, your smell, the sand rubbing on your clit, your urge to pee. You open your eyes, feeling your climax coming, waiting for it longingly. You can see the sky, little white clouds, trees, everything seems to spin around you. Your fingers dripping with your juices you watch a leave fall from a tree above you, sliding through the air towards your body. It spins a little and then lands on your left nipple, sparking showers of excitement. You can feel how you being pushed off the brink, you feel your muscles tensing and waves of heightened arousal wash over you. You let out a little cry and then, like in slow motion, feel the climax drown you. You can feel your fingers being drawn into your vagina, yourself spinning out of control. You feel light, beautiful and very happy. Eventually, you lift your head and look at your body glistening in the sun. Brushing some sand from your face, you inhale the scent of your fingers. They smell wet, slightly musky and salty. They look like oranges, but taste completely different, undescribably sweet and aromatic. Curious, you decide to follow the stairs and shortly afterwards you are surrounded by darkness. Candles have been fixed to the walls on both sides of the stairs, but your eyes only adjust slowly to the dim light of the tunnel. The stairs are winding down, deeper and deeper into the hill, until they end in front of a large wooden door. wonder what behind that door. you think while trying to push it open, but however hard you look, you cannot find a handle to open the door. alors. you mutter, without doors and doors without handles. This place certainly doesn win an award for practicality. to give up and return to the outside, you decide to have one last look at the door. A carving near the bottom of the door suddenly attracts your attention. It is only very faint and you must have overlooked it earlier on. What a strange shape it is! it not that! you think, kneeling down to get a better view. don believe it! you mumble, turning your head and looking at the carving from all possible ankles. a door decoration! you laugh, realising that your eyes aren misleading you. The carving closely resembles a penis. seems possible here! you think, watching the carved penis growing up and outwards until it is fully erect and facing you. The sight instantly arouses you and you can feel your clit responding. Feeling the wetness in your delta, you try to shift your body so you can make your vagina embrace the hardness and lengths of the carving, but the ankle is awkward and several attempts later you finally give up. a waste! you think, trying to forget your throbbing clit between the wet lips of your slit. You lean forward and lick the tip of the erect organ, eventually taking it fully into your mouth and sucking it. Your left hand is sliding up and down the wet shaft, while your right hand is kneading your breasts and stroking your hot slit. You close your eyes and imagine pleasuring your fantasy lover, the man of your dreams you can never really picture. Your head is bobbing up and down faster and faster and it almost feels as if the carving is responding, pumping heavily back and forth. You can feel the onset of your orgasm, when the penis suddenly explodes, making you jerk back momentarily. The wooden door creaks while the carved cock is spurting wetness over your face and breasts. Rubbing the cock cum over your breasts and off your face, you watch the carving change its position, the whole door somehow changing its shape and two holes appear on either side of the carved penis, which, still erect, spurts a final little wave of cum onto your knee. You quickly realise your opportunity, move forward, and put your legs through the holes next to the cock. on! Oh god! You can do it! Just. your cries get muffled as the first ripples of your orgasm start shaking your body. You fall back, the muscles in your cunt still clinging to the tip of the penis. There seems to be a direct connection between your erect clit, your wet breasts and your brain everything swamped by pleasure. With a slurping noise the cock slides out of your control, releasing a little cum which you catch with your fingers, just to lick it off, slowly and pleasurable. The carpet is thick as grass and the delicate furniture gilded. please! you mumble, but nothing happens. Attempting to wipe your eyes you discover that you unable to move your arms. It feels like somebody has tied your hands to the bed headboard while you were sleeping. Yet, at the same time, it strangely arousing. You feel the warmth of the unknown body before it actually touches you. The first touch arouses you instantly. „Ohyesohyesohyes.“Your babble trails off into a deep, throaty groan as he slowly pushes more and more of his stiff rod into your hot butt. Every twitch of his penis is as clear to you as if it were your own. He moves a little faster now and the sensation is frightening and thrilling. He pushes back in even faster and this time you feel your belly flutter and you amazed it is good! You catch yourself thinking might even come this way! unknown lover begins thrusting your butt more easily, working his thick cock back and forth, in and out of your bum and sending thrills of pleasure through you. You are so overwhelmed by this new sensation that you unable to move to meet his thrusts. You are all but limp on the bed as he grips your hips and pumps your ass. You submitting yourself to him, offering your butt to him to be plundered and he is plundering it in the most delicious ways.“Touch yourself!“, your lover gasps.“What? Why?““Do it!“, he says sharply. The orgasm seems to be starting in your ass, but it is also in your vagina and your clit. It is tingling through your breasts and your legs, through your belly and your hair. Suddenly, you feel completely like you are a single organism, dedicated to one function: climaxing. He withdraws slowly. You open your eyes the silken band has gone. Looking around you, you realise you lying on your bed and it dark outside. look absolutely shattered! your boyfriend says, walking towards the bed. you answer, noticing a little trickle of semen running down the inside of your thighs. Drifting back to sleep you just about manage to mumble day at work, dear.