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A one night stand.
CELINE

WARNING: English is NOT my first language – I have learned it in school and practiced it a lot in trading, but this is (even though pornographic) supposed to be literature.
So please bear with me, or, if not, just read something else.
I also need to mention that the story is true, only depicting my personal experience(s).
All the names and/or places may have nothing to do with the reality...

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I'm in the neighborhood of the grand cinema, hoping that I'll find someone to sell me an extra ticket.
I'm simply asking the people going towards the entrance if they have an extra ticket.

It seems that today I'm not so lucky, since, after almost twenty minutes, I still have to wait and ask...
So, nobody has changed their schedule in a last moment...
In about ten minutes, the film will start rolling.
I'm seriously considering to go towards the entrance and bribe some personnel over there to let me in.
It's not the first time when I do it.

But, all of a sudden, a young and very good looking lady approaches me, telling me that, if in five minutes her date won't show up, she will have an extra ticket for me.
What can I say?
“Thank you very much! Still, I hope that your date will come”...
She smiles, saying “Thanks”...

Now, we are expecting together the knight in his shining armor...
The girl is repeatedly checking her wrist watch, with an increasing nervousness...
Honestly, looking at her, I'm just wondering who the heck is the jerk who lets his girl wait for him, especially when the girl looks like this one...

She's rather tall for a woman, with dark hair, almost black eyes, but with a contrasting white skin.
The blouse she's wearing lets me guess that she's got nice boobs, well proportioned to her body, nice legs, accentuated by the high heeled sandals, and an ass that needs a hand to caress it...
The five minutes are long gone by now.
In fact, in two minutes, the film should start rolling, but I simply cannot dare tell the girl anything.
I just sit and wait.

All of a sudden, she hands me both tickets, and turns to leave.
I realize that she feels like crying, and her mood to watch the movie is vanished...
Still, I'm a man, ain't I?
“Hey, miss, first, I need to pay you for at least one ticket, and, second, please do me the pleasure to come and watch this movie together with me!”
She waves her hand, tending to leave...
Yeah, right! But I'm still there!
In two steps I reach her arm, and gently, but firmly, make her turn around, towards the entrance of the cinema.
I need to say something:
“Look, I might not be as good looking and intelligent and lovely as your knight in a shining armor, but, still, many ladies consider me a good catch!
So, don't simply waste your chance!”

I don't know how this sounds in English, but, here, the way I've said it, obviously joking, has made the girl burst into laughter.
Good! That's exactly what I've been expecting!

We hurry towards the entrance, where, already, the gates are locked, but, when seeing me, a nice lady approaches and lets us in.
She knows me ever since I was a kid – I live in the neighborhood...
I thank her very much, and than we rush towards our places.
This cinema is huge, enormous, so that the chairs are categorized in an alphanumeric style.
I happen to know all the codes, so that we go towards our places with speed and certainty...

Still, like always, there are lots of empty places, so that I look towards the “C” area and find, easily, two chairs with a better view.
I take the girl by her hand and “drag” her with me, towards those places.
I don't know if she's bewildered, or not, since, in the darkness of the cinema and my rush, I don't have time to look or to care...

Still, there is no problem, since on the screen is rolling an usual informative journal, exposing the last activities of our most beloved president, Nicolae Ceausescu and his beloved wife.
As usual, the journal lasts for about ten minutes, time in which I take advantage and introduce myself to the lady.
I find out that she is Celine, she's a student at the medicine faculty, and her date that failed to appear is also a student, but at the polytechnic university...

Gosh! I surely need to find a way to avoid talking about the guy...
Luckily, the journal ends, so that we all become very silent, expecting for the movie to begin.
It's a neorealistic movie, Italian, with lots of criminals, very well organized, policemen who are almost helpless, and an inspector who, in spite of all and everything, fights the criminal organization, causing them lots of losses, until, at the end, he sees how his daughter is kidnapped and killed...
Honestly, I don't really remember all the action of that movie...

The action is kind of frightening, making us all be happy that we live in a communist country, where such things simply cannot happen...
At almost nine o'clock in the evening, we are already out of the cinema, so that I take the liberty to invite Celine at the nearby cafeteria, where they do have an exquisite chocolate ice cream...

Celine is, somewhat, undecided, so that I insist:
“You simply cannot refuse me. I have to pay for my ticket, one way or another”...
She smiles, takes me by my arm, and we go towards the cafeteria...

On our way to the cafeteria, I show Celine where I live, making her understand how come that I know so much about the cinema.
The ice cream, as usual, is exquisite.
We jump from one subject to another, but, finally, the subject about the knight in the shining armor cannot be avoided...
He's a friend of her roommate's boyfriend, and, generally, he seemed to be a serious guy...

It's my turn to be amazed, since, honestly, I wouldn't have guessed that she wasn't from Bucharest.
It's her fourth year here, and... yes, of course she's had a friend, but older than her, who has finished the faculty and had to leave, some place, more than four hundred kilometers away...
And... no, he hasn't promised her anything.
It's been nice, but the past is just the past...

She has no boyfriend for the moment, so that she has hoped that this evening she would start bonding somehow with this student at poly.
I feel bound to tell her that I also don't have a permanent girl, which doesn't mean that I don't have lots of social relationships, including very nice ladies...
As usual, I'm open.
This is who I am! Take it, or leave it!

About music, she seems to be in love with Queen – who isn't?
She also appreciates a lot Pink Floyd, Vangelis, Emerson Lake & Palmer, and so on...
I tell her about my music collection, about my hi-fi stereo system, about my open view about classical music, and all stuff...
Suddenly, we realize that we are the last clients inside the cafeteria, so that we just leave.

Approaching the bus station, she thanks me for the nice evening, I also thank her for the nice evening, than take the liberty to ask her if she would mind if I would accompany her on her way to the dorm.

The dorm isn't so far away for two young people to walk to, so, since the bus seems to fail to appear, I suggest her to take a walk.
She agrees.

Reaching her place, I ask her if she would like to see me again.
She confirms, but, since neither of us have anything to write, I follow her towards her room.
She knocks at the door, politely, than tries to enter, but... the door is locked!
She looks in her purse for her key, tries to insert it into the locker, but fails.

It's clear that her roommate has locked the door from the inside, with her own key...
Finally, we hear the locking system and a blond face, with ruffled hair, appears, looking desperate towards us.
Seeing me makes her even more desperate.
She quickly explains Celine that she is not alone, but with her boyfriend, and that they are not... decently dressed to let us in.

Actually, she's amazed, since, normally, Celine should have been with the knight in the shining armor...
Celine gets somewhat angry, but I grab her by her arm, and tell her roommate to keep on doing what she's been doing, since Celine will be away all night...

Celine is absolutely bewildered:
“And... who are you to say this?!?”
I hush her, taking her away from the door, as far as possible.
“Now, Celine, isn't it enough that that jerk of a guy has ruined your evening?!?
Why let him ruin these guys evening too?”...

She's still in a shock:
“Yes, all right, but... where shall I go now?!?”
I smile, look directly in her eyes, and tell her:
“You, don't go anywhere!
We go, have another walk if you want, than we listen to some exquisite music, have some whiskey, and get to know each other better.
And, when I say this, I don't involve any sexual implications!”...

She's still appalled:
“I've only met you a few hours ago, and, now, you ask me to come at your place!”...
It's time for me to break the ice:
“Celine, I'm not an ox, nor a dog, or whatever animal you may consider thinking about!
I'm a civilized human being, and, honestly, I don't invite you to come with me in some deserted place.”

She's surprised, and generally, she cannot refuse me, without implying, somewhat, an insulting attitude towards me.
“Well, all right, but these high heeled sandals are killing me, already”...
“No problem! We'll surely find a taxi.”

I let her into my apartment, let her take a seat, put some ambient music, bring some whiskey, than leave at the kitchen and prepare some sandwiches.
The ice cream has been exquisite, as I've mentioned, but the walk has made me feel hungry.

We eat, have a small talk, than we start listening to some albums, than some classical music, than, again, some ambient music...
It's almost three o'clock in the morning.
Celine is tired. I can see that on her face, her attitude...

Unfortunately, I don't have a couch, so that the only place where she can sleep is my bed.
I explain to her the situation, telling her that I shall simply sit on the arm chair.

She avoids looking at me, for a minute or two, than, all of a sudden, she stands up, approaches me, grabs me by my hand, and makes me stand up too.
I can clearly see how she's trying to reach with her mouth to mine, so that we kiss, making our bodies collide and bond.

Gosh! She's a really good kisser!
I can literally feel her sex hunger. If she hasn't lied to me, it's already a few months since she hasn't had sex, after the departure of her boyfriend...

Now, believe it or not, but I have a problem.
I don't want this woman to do it with me, just because there is no other civilized alternative...
After a quarter of an hour of desperate kissing, I simply stop, take her by her shoulders, looking deep into her eyes:
“Now, baby, you're a wonderful kisser, which makes me feel that you are also a wonderful lover!
Still, if we are to have sex together, or, as you wish, make love, I want you to want me for who I am, not just because you have got yourself into a peculiar situation”...

She doesn't say a word, so I continue:
“In the morning, which, by the way, is not so far away, I don't want you to regret any of your deeds!”

She takes a step back, than, looking deep into my eyes, starts unbuttoning her blouse.
She takes it off, then unclasps her bra, letting me see her beautiful boobs, with her erect nipples, that make my mouth water...
She then unzips her skirt, letting it fall on the carpet, than starts taking off her panties, letting me see her bush and everything.
She steps away, then raises all her clothes, in a pile, and puts them on a tabourette.

The following move is to jump into the bed, and hide her nakedness under the sheets.
Believe it, or not, but I simply sit back down on the arm chair, pour some whiskey into my glass, and light a cigarette.
She doesn't say, or do a thing, just admiring my room's ceiling.
I look at the clock on the wall.
It's almost four in the morning.

After I finish the cigarette, I realize that, in fact, she's been spying me with the corner of her eye...
She turns towards me:
“Now, Ovid, you have proven to me, more than a hundred percent, that you really are a human, a civilized one, but... the animal hidden in you tells me something else...
I've seen it, sensed it, so... just come beside me and let's get over it!”

Thinking a bit, I realize that she's right, since my erection is somewhat obvious...
In less than thirty seconds I am stark naked and under the sheets, kissing Celine's mouth, forehead, chicks, chin, neck, ears, chest, boobs, nipples...

She's trembling – the passion and lack of sex seems to have overwhelmed her...
My quest for her clit bathes my finger in cunt juice, and touching her there makes her jump and shiver.

When I start licking and biting her nipples, combined with caressing her clit, in less than a minute, she starts humming, than crying:
“Yes! Yes! Yesssss!”

She doesn't relax, but, on the contrary, she jumps and starts riding me.
Honestly, I don't know how she's done it, but my dick has entered her so smooth and direct, stopping only when I hit her cervix.
Gosh! She's such a passionate fucker!
She's starved!

I cannot tell, yet, if I'm too large for her, but she's really working hard to take me all inside her...
She suddenly stops, jumps away from my dick, but the following second I can see and feel her engulfing my dick, licking it, sucking it, while her hands are caressing my balls, massaging my prostate, then, again, she straddles me, making me enter deep, deeper, than bouncing like a swing.

She's forcing herself to break my dick – that's for sure!
It hurts, but also pleases me...
I let her do her thing with me, until, when I look at the clock, I realize that it's already six in the morning...

I cannot tell how many times she has orgasmed, but my balls and the crack of the ass are covered in her fluids.
Honestly, I cannot understand – she's really acting strange...
When she was on the arm chair, she was tired, and now... she's acting as if she's been sleeping for the last eight hours!

She is now stretched enough to let her clit rub my pelvis, and... she doesn't seem to stop!
Gosh! She's a sex machine!

She stops for a second, turning around, in the reverse cowgirl position, then starts bouncing again.
Since I am on my back, I'm almost sure that I won't ejaculate, but, by now, I'm just curious to see how much stamina has this woman...

According to my calculations, she's been fucking me, by now, for two hours...
Still, she doesn't seem to stop, or decrease the rhythm...
We are both full of perspiration, and, by now, I really feel that I need a release...

When I take her and help her lay on her back, looking into her eyes, I can see a certain wilderness, a hunger, lust...
The soles of her feet are now rooted on my chest, when I start pumping her.
I cannot tell where it comes from, but she orgasms again, and again, and again...

My ears are filled with “oooohs, aaaahs, ohhhhs”...
I keep on pumping her beautiful cunt, until I feel the need to release.
“Now, girl, I'm close! Where?”
She pushes me away, than jumps and takes my dick deep down in her mouth.
She engulfs each and every drop of it...

She then comes close to my ear:
“At eight, I should be at the faculty.
Will you bear with me if, today, I shall just stay with you?
Can you afford it?”

I simply embrace her.
“Yes... I won't even bother to call them”...

We don't take a shower, or something.
I just go to pee, she does the same, than we fall asleep, thoroughly embracing each other.

Late in the afternoon, we wake up.
She jumps and goes to the bathroom, then comes back, asking me if I don't need to pee too.
Yes, I do.

I go to the kitchen, prepare some sandwiches, some coffee, some orange juice, then I take Celine to her dorm.
We don't want her roommate to worry about her...
This time, the door is unlocked, so that we enter.
I introduce myself, sensing some reluctance, but, honestly, I don't really care...

Celine, on the contrary, asks her roommate to behave.
Her roommate, who's mane I don't remember, and, honestly, has no relevance here, asks, in a very aggressive manner:
“So, what? Should I embrace him? Or... fuck him?!?”
Celine starts laughing, but she's even more aggressive when she says:
“Baby, if you reach to fuck this stallion, than, honestly, your lame of a boyfriend that you have is... history!”

Well, these girls do have a history together.
They've been together for four years by now...
I try, in a polite manner, to get myself out from their quarrel...
I leave them together, not before mentioning to Celine that she can call me whenever she's got time, and feels like it...

Life, as you know, is complicated.
Celine has never called me, and, generally speaking, I've never met her again.
I cannot tell why, but, this is it!

THE END
2 comments

Ovid58Report

2013-02-15 08:10:21
Now, you say that I'm an idiot asshole!...

Do you really think so?

Anyway, where are you in this?!?

The fact that you do have your doubts, makes me think that I've had a life, and still have, while you obviously don't!

I can only pity you!...

anonymous readerReport

2013-02-05 06:05:38
Look idiot I doubt that every story you have is true story don't lie in the descriptions asshole

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