0 comments/ 40359 views/ 2 favorites Familiar Stranger By: Suzi It is a cool summer night. I am expecting you to come up to visit. The children are in bed, asleep. I spend some time online, got bored. I take a shower, relishing in the cool water on my skin, dreaming about you being there with me, so I can soap you up and down, all around, stroking...touching. Finishing my shower, I step out, brush out my hair and watch a movie till it gets to be Midnight. Still, you have not showed up. Feeling restless and in need of fresh air, I walk out my apartment door and out of the building. The Moon is full and high in the night sky; the stars twinkle invitingly. I notice the street light nearby is out, but am not alarmed. This is a relatively crime-free town. I walk out to the driveway to go around the building to my backyard, not noticing you driving up. You see me walking out back, and a wicked idea formulizes in your keen, mischievous mind. Breathing in the cool fresh air, I am absorbed in the beauty of the night. I feel the grass under my feet, see the Moonlight spilling down on the yard around me, hear the peepers and the crickets sing..."What a night.." I sigh aloud. No one is around to see me, everyone is asleep or gone home. I decide to take off the dress I had thrown on before coming outside. My naked flesh heaves a sigh of relief at the sensation of the cool night air. My skin looks luminous in the moonbeams. Feeling at one with the night, with the trees, grass, crickets and peepers...I spin and spin...smiling to myself, not daring to cry out the joy in my heart, the love I feel for you. * * * * * You have followed me stealthily into the back yard, but have kept your distance, staying close to the house. You hunker down close to the grass, so I would not see your silhouette against the light color of the house. You watch me as I stroll, smiling to myself. You see me strip off my dress and smile a wicked smile---you do not seem surprised. You know my affinity for nudity and have only wondered when I would decide to take it outside. Watching me spin around and around, you know I will be totally off balance, not knowing which way is up when I stop. You have with you two silk scarves and a plan that is slowly unfolding. You slip off your shoes, so you can get to me on soundless feet. You are wearing a black t-shirt and jeans, so you would not be readily visible to me when you are close, even in the dark. * * * * * When I finally stop spinning, I am so dizzy that the sky is the grass and the grass is the sky. I have no idea which way I am facing, even with the moonlight shining down on me. I do not see the shadowy figure that comes toward me, not even aware of the presence, until I feel a firm hand across my mouth, and the other hand grasping my arm, pinning it behind me. My heart races, panic sets in, I try to twist and turn my head out of the hand's grip, try to cry out. I hear "Cierras la boca!" and realize this person apparently does not speak English...I struggle to free myself, but he has a tight grip on my wrist. Using the force of his hand on my mouth and the grip on my wrist, he jerks me back. I fall to the ground. Before I can move, he is on top of me and first shoves some cloth in my mouth then grabs my arms and brings my wrists together, tying them with some kind of scarf. It feels kinda silky, slippery...I almost think I could slip out of it, but he has tied it so tight, I can't. He then looks me in the face, takes the cloth out and puts his hand over my mouth. I cannot see his face, for the hat he is wearing. The brim shades it so the moonlight does not illuminate it. I hear him speaking a phrase or two in Spanish, but not remembering too much of it, I do not know what he said. I do notice he speaks in a softer tone, like he is trying to reassure me....My heart is still racing. This man is a stranger to me! I have NO idea what he is going to do, and I am NAKED for goddess' sake! I try to buck him off with my hips, but feel like I am nailed to the ground. I try to raise my knees to hit him in the back, but cannot reach. I am literally helpless. Tears come to my eyes as fear takes a greater grip on me. Then a strange thing happens, he caresses my cheeks gently with the fingers of his other hand, saying "shhhhhhhhhhh, esta bien...shhhhhhh"...and then...removes his hand. I take a breath to yell out and he puts a finger on my lips. He stirs his body to move it down onto my legs, and brings his head down close to my upper body. Suddenly I am aware of a tingling sensation on my breasts and realize: he is sucking my nipples! He reaches up his hands to hold down my arms, but then seems to become so engrossed in what he is doing, he lets go, and grasps a breast in both hands...I lie there, feeling very confused, apprehensive, not understanding what is happening to me. He suckles both breasts till my nipples are tender. I am growing aware of my pussy growing wet, despite myself, despite my fear, despite my helpless state. He caresses my body, relishing every curve, murmuring words in Spanish that I have not heard before. Kissing and licking, tasting the salt from the perspiration formed of my fear, smelling the musk formulated of my own lust, he makes his way down to my pussy. He pulls out another scarf, then maneuvers himself down to my feet, holding my legs down, he ties my ankles together tightly. He removes his pants (strange he was wearing no shoes).. In order to continue what he is doing...he has to lift and sort of bend my legs (giving him access to my now wet and dripping pussy). When he puts his head down there, I try to catch it between my thighs and squeeze, but soon find a tongue deep inside me. Yet another plan of attack backfires! All I can do is lie there, although this man seems very adept at eating pussy. Despite myself, I moan for the job he is doing on me. He eats like a hungry man who cannot be satisfied with ordinary food. I feel him sucking my clit so hard, his fingers pumping into me, and grow so hot...not understanding why a total stranger would show up, bind me hand and foot, but then not hurt me. I am so turned on though, my brain is mush and I really cannot analyze too closely. I am zoned on the hot, sweet, wet part of my body, being ravaged so well and coming closer and closer to orgasm with every passing moment. * * * * * Your plan has hatched perfectly...it kinda came apart a bit when you saw me ready to cry and your love for me caused you to respond. Then your lust took over. Now you are soooo hot. You wanna fuck me so badly, but you do not want to give yourself away by getting your face too close to mine. You would love to kiss me, but that would blow your cover right away! What to do.....hmmmmmmm....? Then while you are nose deep in pussy, you chuckle, as inspiration hits you.... * * * * * After a long time of bringing me to the brink, over and over again, he pulls himself from between my legs. He roughly turns me over, then digging his fingers into my hips, pulls me backwards. I think instantly of you and I say "No! por favor!" Not listening, he plunges his rock hard cock into me, knowing full well I am wet and ready. The force of his thrust shoves me forward onto my arms and I struggle onto my elbows, so I would not be breathing in the grass and dirt. He keeps thrusting hard into me....not stopping...My eyes start to tear up. I love you so much and would never dream of cheating, and now this...oh god...how will I tell you? What is worse, how could I tell you that I actually seemed to like it? My head races with thoughts, while the other end of me is soaking wet, getting fucked like crazy by a total stranger. Suddenly, this man thrusts, one last time, really hard. He is cumming so hard he is filling me up inside. I start to feel lightheaded and suddenly a wave of intense pleasure washes over me. In a flash, I have what they call "deja vous", a sense of having been there before...I am so overwhelmed with the sensations, however that I collapse, unconscious. At some point, I feel someone trying to revive me, shaking me. I can't hear, can barely see. I feel my body being lifted and carried. I start coming around, feeling coolness on my face, seeing bright light, then realizing I am inside my apartment. Having some vague memory, I wonder how I got there. I look around and there you are. You look a little pale, and worried. You're wearing one of your favorite black t-shirts and a pair of jeans, but you are also wearing a hat. Your feet are also bare. Even in my fog, I am spotting some interesting coincidences. I smile at you and then say, "You son of a bitch!" You put on your innocent look "What?" Recovering myself even more, I walk over to you, slap you....then give you a deep passionate kiss. Familiar Stranger As I stood in the train station, waiting for my departure, I caught the eyes of an older gentleman...he was smiling at my daughter and I. She was only 6, but still she was very pretty. She had gotten her dark eyes and long black hair from her father...her skin tone, on the other hand, was pale, like mine. I guess that was the white coming out in her. I didn't mind...I thought she was beautiful. Something about the way this man looked at us felt strange...familiar...as though we had met before... The stranger stood about 6' tall and was muscular, though he was middle aged, he was still quite handsome. He was smiling as though he knew me and was waiting for me to recognize him...then suddenly, I was thrown into memories of a day almost seven years earlier...... ...I had just moved into the college dorms, barely eighteen, and ready for fun. Since the school wasn't even in the same state I was from, I decided to go play one day...I had put on a sexy navy skirt, that just reached above my knees, a light blue gauzy blouse, with only a white tank top beneath it...my navy garter belt and stockings, and seriously high heels -- of course...there were no panties. I wasn't thin, but any means, but this outfit hugged my many curves and made me feel like a princess...I had playfully pulled a little of my hair up, and left a lot of it down...then dabbed on some makeup. Most people go to the mall to shop...I was going to flirt. After about an hour or so of roaming the mall, not quit finding what I was looking for, I went to the food court to grab a drink. It was while standing in line, fiddling with the toe of my shoe, that I noticed his gaze. The way he took in every inch of my body, before again looking me directly in the eye and teasingly licking his upper lip. He was standing about 30 yards away, but the lustful look in his eyes was unmistakable. He was older than I...I guessed him to be mid 30s or so...tall, about 6', muscular, very handsome...and dark...I had never thought about being with a black man before, but something about this mans gaze made pussy begin to moisten. Next thing I know, I felt a strong warm hand on the curve of my back, and a low voice saying, "Come with me...lets get to know one another." Not know what to do, I followed his lead...which led us to one of the "nonpublic" hallways. You know...the ones that usually only the employees use... "Where are we going?" I asked...more out of curiosity than fear. "Just somewhere private," he replied and grinned. Then he stopped, looked around, and opened a door...inside looked kinda like a storage room...a vast storage room...with lots of boxes. One of which, he pushed me up against, and slid a hand up my skirt, where my already soaking pussy was waiting. After sliding his finger along my wet slit, he brought it to his lips..."Mmmmmmm." Then he put both hands on my hips and lowered his face to mine, pulling me into a deep and enthralling kiss, his tongue claiming every crevice of my mouth. Then he began to kiss down my neck as he unbuttoned my blouse, pulled up the tanktop, and began sucking on my bare breasts...when I was almost in ecstasy, he suddenly stopped, then pressed his groin into me...I could feel him...very hard and very large, through his strained pants. Slowly, he unzipped them, and pulled out a very big cock...while I had seen larger, I had never experienced one...He was about 8.5 inches long and about 6 inches around... As quickly as I could, I dropped to my knees and began sucking as much of him as I could...his cock tasted so sweet in my young mouth...I listened as he moaned in pleasure each time I bobbed my wet little mouth down his aching cock. Finally, he pulled me back to my feet, then bent me over one of the boxes, sliding his cock quickly into me. I was so wet that it didn't hurt at all, but I felt more full than I had ever felt in my entire life. I felt each inch of him thrust after thrust...slightly grazing that precious spot, only to leave it again...first he would go slow and long, then short and fast...almost making me cum, then bringing me back down with him... Then suddenly, he pulled out of me. I turned to look at him, and he said, "Roll over...I want you to watch me." I did as he said, rolling over on the box. He then pushed my legs up, and plunged deeply into my quivering pussy..."Oh God, yes," I screamed with pleasure, "fuck me...please fuck me harder...harder!" Then, in an instant, we both plunged over the edge, he fucking harder, pushing shot after shot of cum into my pussy...and pushing me deeper and deeper into the most incredible orgasm I had ever had. Then, after he was done he looked at me and smiled, and slowly slid out of me. "That was some fine white pussy, dear. Thank you for sharing it with me." Then he helped me up, straighten myself, and led me back to the food court. Once there, he kissed me gently, then I turned and looked towards the line where I had been standing...when I turned back around to him...he was gone. I never even knew his name. Then it dawned on me, he hadn't used a condom and I wasn't on birth control. Sure enough, that next month, I realized I would have more than just the memories to remind me of that dark stranger that gave me what I so badly needed. My daughter tugging on my hand pulled me out of my memory, back into the present. I looked again at the gentleman, and he smiled...then walked over, placed his hand on the curve of my back as he had done that fateful day seven years ago...and quietly whispered in my ear, "Remember me?" And as I turned and gazed into those beautiful dark brown eyes, I remembered...and felt the same pitter patter through my stomach I had the first time he had done that. He sat with us on the train, chatting with our daughter...he knew who she was...to her though, he was just some nice man we met on the train. That night, after our little one was fast asleep, he climbed into my bunk with me, and pulled the curtain to. He slid his hand under the cover, under my shirt, and along my moist slit...then, quickly removing his pants, he slid into me once more. "oh God, I have been waiting 7 years to do this again!" he exclaimed into my neck, where he had buried his face as he thrust in and out of my waiting pussy. I was his and he knew it...that night fucked me and made love to me for hours upon hours, finally ending by holding me and gazing into my eyes. As I looked into his, I knew it had happened again...I was pregnant again...he knew too... "I want to be there for you through this one...I want to hold you like this every night, and make love to you like this every day..." Then he was silent. When we unloaded from the train, he did, indeed, go home with us...and three more children and many years later, just the touch of his hand on the curve of my back and send the shudders of a naive schoolgirl throbbing throughout my body... Familiar Stranger He was back, just as I knew he would be, it was the first of the month after all. It was always the first. HE was the first. One hand slid protectively to my waist and sensing the empty barren ache, I knew there had been another and a life ended before it could begin. Just as surely though I knew that very soon I could stand before God himself and swear that I had not existed until his tremulous touch had first glided hesitantly across my cheek. A gentle breath of orchid and pine lovingly enfolded me, giving a persistent nudge. Breathing shallowly I fought to resist the hypnotic lure, smiling and nodding blindly to the customer that I was serving, but another wave of the perfume eddied around me when the cafe door swung open and relenting I headed for my office. Telling Cookie, who ruled the kitchen of the small diner I owned, that I was heading home I hurried across the alley to my tiny house. It was as I was opening the door that I heard it, a soft whisper carried to me by another drift of perfume. "Come on and dance with me" My subconscious fought the intruding voice trying take over my will, each seductively breathed suggestion, until closing my eyes I took several deep breaths of the sweet redolence and welcomed my secret lover once more. The hard shock of his barely leashed arousal overwhelming my mind made me whimper, a wet heat flooding my body and running down the insides of my legs. My vision narrowed until all I could see was a blanket laid out by some trees at the far side of my fenced yard, an inviting patch of shadow against the pristine snow summoning me to it. Stumbling through the cold towards the blanket, I struggled out of shoes, pants and undies, gasping at each shift and pull of Tee-shirt across sensitized nipples. Collapsing onto my back on the blanket, my hands under another s control caressed their way down my body, guided by the warm familiar whispers shimmering through my thoughts. Drifting down my neck. Brushing my breast bone, feeling my heart beating. Cool finger tips circling each nipple, drawing them taut and hard. Palms smoothing over my quivering stomach, pressing along each hip bone, before finding their final target. Rubbing against my aroused clit, twisting faster in and out of my slick hot core. Squeezing my eyes shut as the first wave of an orgasm closed in on me he was suddenly there, the thick head of his hard penis wedged almost painfully into my drenched pussy. Reverent fingers touching my cheek in silent welcome, then sliding firmly into my hair. The quiet suggestion that drifted lovingly through my mind wasn't needed. I felt the first throb of his cumming the second he surged against me, driving deep and hard, shattering my breath into a shout of ecstasy that he eagerly devoured. My dripping pussy fisting wildly around his pulsing cock, each shallow thrust taking him deeper, until digging my nails into his back one final shudder left us clinging to each other fighting for breath. Opening drowsy eyes, drunk on our mingled musk's, I looked up at the moon and stars. Letting my head drift to the side, the dark solid shadow of my lover was a sharp silhouette against the snow. Narrowing my eyes slightly trying to see through the night to his face I heard a rustle of clothing. Eyes blinking slowly, breathing deeply of his perfume and when they opened there he was. Smooth golden tan and liquid chocolate brown eyes in a too beautiful face. I had never cared for the pretty boy model type of looks, never felt that the face suited him, but it was his so I didn't care. Stretching against him my feet dug into the snow inciting a full body shiver. Strong arms pulled me closer lifting me from the blanket, carrying me inside to our home. Candles flickered making my second hand cutlery and chipped dishes look special. Puppy danced happily on hind legs around the chair that I was carefully lowered into, licking my fingers and snuffling into my palm while my love knelt in front of me. Warm hands closed stiffly over my cold toes, warming each foot and kissing the instep before lowering it to the floor. I felt rather than heard the soft sigh and whispered 'I'm sorry' against my legs when he leaned in to rest his head against my stomach, but he moved to serve my dinner before I could shake off my trance and force myself to react. His spaghetti was delicious as always. Puppy curled around my feet keeping them warm while we talked about our days. These were perhaps the most unreal moments of my 'episodes,' but they were also the reason why I had to know the truth, I needed to know if puppy and my lover were real or just phantoms. The food gone, he arose and taking my hand in his drew my unresisting body to the bed at the other side of the room. Compelling me to lay back, his hands massaged their way down each leg, taking each foot once more, kissing it and raising it to his shoulders. His fingers skimming back up the outside of my legs tickled a little. Grinning down at me, fingers tracing my lips, flowing down over each breast plucking and rolling my nipples into taut peeks. Mind reeling from his scent and touch I barely noticed the sad shift of his eyes as hands spread over my stomach, sliding to each side to close around my waist, pulling me slowly onto his waiting cock. Thumb sliding in, massaging my swelling clit while he filled my weeping pussy to capacity, dripping with my wetness when he pulled back to ready for another plunge. Lips closed around a nipple, rolling it carefully between his tongue and teeth. Moaning, I wanted to pull my love into my arms, test each muscle in his back with my nails, but the soft whisper in my head told me 'no' leaving me fighting to stay still and relaxed. Each slight shift causing another surge of ecstasy, shivers that rubbed the head of his thrusting cock against the tight knot of nerves inside my quivering pussy. A sudden flood of moist heat flowed between us, accompanied by my breathless scream, and ever swelling orgasmic waves. Focusing on each press and thrust, neither of us registered when the timer I had set quietly turned on several window fans. My over stimulated body tensed and released in a final swell of pleasure without waiting for my lover. Clinging to him when he fell down against me, my hands slid slowly over the stiff scars that twisted their way down his one hip. Turning sex befuddled eyes I drowsily examined the old cuts he had gotten the day we met. Brushing fingers gently across his shattered cheek, all I saw was the pain he had endured in silence for me. Just another chance meeting between two strangers among millions. Eyes widening with realization, he groped frantically through discarded cloths for what looked like a small inhaler. The puff of perfume enfolded me warmly only to be whisked away by the fans. Taking his hand in mine I stopped his trying again. "No, my resolution was 'no more lies.'" Between one blink and the next my mind cleared of the last of the perfumes effects, eyes colliding silently with his, the only thing that remained of the phantoms face. Suppressed memories washed over me, so much pain, but I was strong enough now. "Come on and dance with me" His eyes widened, mesmerized by the familiar words. He didn't resist when I pressed him onto his back, Kissing the scar that slashed through the corner of his mouth, the mouth that had sung along to the taxi radio 'Hey there cutes, put on your dancin' boots and come dance with me' invoking thoughts of a laughing and carefree Fred and Ginger, all the while silently wishing that the paramedics would hurry up. Nibbling his bottom lip, testing it's fit against my own, it was a perfect mouth. I gently bit the chin that had rested on my head, kissing and licking my way down the chest that had cradled me. Gone were the impossible abs, but I fit just right against him there, it was a perfect chest. Slipping to my knees I found his cock, opening my mouth to it's limit I took the broad head into my mouth, moaning in unadulterated joy as he slid firmly into my mouth. He grew harder, pulsing and surging against each lash of my tongue. Sucking him in and pulling back, twisting slightly around him, tongue swirling and pressing until with an exultant shout, cum filled my mouth. Mm mm musk with just enough sweet. Perfect. Pulling myself up into his waiting arms I felt his heart beating strongly under my cheek, gentle and caring. The only heart that had given enough of a damn to ask my daughter's name on that horrific day, the single white orchid surrounded by pine clutched fiercely in his good hand. Perhaps not for anyone else, but for me he was perfect. Nibbling lazily along his jaw to his ear I whispered, "Happy new year, my love." Laying sheltered in his arms, I heard his words just as I faded to sleep, breath warm in my hair. "And happy birthday Ginger."