[Contest Entry 2010] That Rainy Christmas
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That Rainy Christmas
“I don’t really want this year to end…” she sighed and looked up at the dark skies.
I gripped her hands tightly and we sat there on a bench without speaking. The rain continued to pour down as we looked out at the park under a small, brick shelter.
It was a rainy Christmas, with just the two of us, I wasn’t one for much romance but I couldn’t help but feel content with just her by my side.
She hugged my torso tightly and snuggled up to me and smiled, “Where would you be for Christmas once I’m not here anymore?”
“Surfing FAKKU all night and fapping,” I laughed.
She laughed also and we lapsed into an awkward silence. I caressed her hair tenderly and knew I would miss being able to do this once she leaves for Australia. I felt a pang of sadness as I knew this would be our last day together.
Suddenly, she pressed her body against mine and leaned forward to whisper into my ear, “Hey, let’s do it here…”
My heart skipped a beat when I heard her say that and I felt myself getting erect.
“Okay,” I said.
I took her oval-sized face into my palms and pressed my lips against hers gently. Then, I let my hands wander all over her body – her neck, her firm breasts, her gently-curved torso, her slender thighs.
Everytime I touched a sensitive spot, she would let out a delicious moan and grip the back of my jacket tightly. I whispered her name over and over again to her because I knew she loved it when I did that.
I made love to her that rainy Christmas on a bench with the sound of the rain as our background music. The next morning, she boarded the nine o’clock airplane to Australia. I never saw her again after that and our promises of keeping in contact eventually faded away.
I don’t think I’ll ever forget the memory of that rainy Christmas and the scent of her lavender perfume though. We had sex on a park bench after all.
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“I don’t really want this year to end…” she sighed and looked up at the dark skies.
I gripped her hands tightly and we sat there on a bench without speaking. The rain continued to pour down as we looked out at the park under a small, brick shelter.
It was a rainy Christmas, with just the two of us, I wasn’t one for much romance but I couldn’t help but feel content with just her by my side.
She hugged my torso tightly and snuggled up to me and smiled, “Where would you be for Christmas once I’m not here anymore?”
“Surfing FAKKU all night and fapping,” I laughed.
She laughed also and we lapsed into an awkward silence. I caressed her hair tenderly and knew I would miss being able to do this once she leaves for Australia. I felt a pang of sadness as I knew this would be our last day together.
Suddenly, she pressed her body against mine and leaned forward to whisper into my ear, “Hey, let’s do it here…”
My heart skipped a beat when I heard her say that and I felt myself getting erect.
“Okay,” I said.
I took her oval-sized face into my palms and pressed my lips against hers gently. Then, I let my hands wander all over her body – her neck, her firm breasts, her gently-curved torso, her slender thighs.
Everytime I touched a sensitive spot, she would let out a delicious moan and grip the back of my jacket tightly. I whispered her name over and over again to her because I knew she loved it when I did that.
I made love to her that rainy Christmas on a bench with the sound of the rain as our background music. The next morning, she boarded the nine o’clock airplane to Australia. I never saw her again after that and our promises of keeping in contact eventually faded away.
I don’t think I’ll ever forget the memory of that rainy Christmas and the scent of her lavender perfume though. We had sex on a park bench after all.
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Xenon
FAKKU Writer
That was hot. Just have to say your descriptiveness is rather arousing. Is this a true story, by chance?