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While dreaming about a picnic in a forest, I hear my phone ringing. At first, it was hard to realize it's not just my imagination. But then the noise woke me up. Who can that be that early? I don't have any plans for today. I just hope it's not anything related to work. Working on my day off is not really the limit of my dreams! I pick up the phone after trying to open my eyes and hear the happy voice of my friend. She actually hasn't phoned me in a while. We both were very busy at work.
"Hi, Lauren! How's it going?" Rebecca nearly screamed at me. "You know, before you answer that you have lots of things to do, I'm gonna tell you something. I have a friend and his birthday is today..."
"Wow, congratulations." I said without any emotion. She really made me irritated.
"...and he invited me to the fancy restaurant! Well, not only me, but also some of his friends." God, I even forgot how talkative she was. "So I thought I just need you to come with me today! By the way, you have to get ready right now."
I really was a bit shocked and mad, but my sleepy brain couldn't process it all. Just what exactly was happening? I need to go to the restaurant with lots of people I don't know at all? Oh, perfect.
"Um... Alright, I think? You know, I didn't expect it."
"I know! You love surprises, right?" Rebecca laughed. "Gladly, the place is not far from your workplace. Just turn right after you get there and go straightforward. I'll meet you. See you later!"
Oh, do I have a choice? I could refuse, but it was uncomfortable for me to do so. And it was an opportunity to spend the day in a good way. I opened my wardrobe, trying to find decent clothes for this event. Maybe a dress would be good? Oh, anyway, I don't have much time. Let's just grab something that looks okay and hurry up. Oh, and I have heels that look good with this dress.
After ten minutes, I go out of my house with a tired expression on my face. I hope I won't confuse anything or get lost. I start walking and suddenly catch a glimpse of a good-looking man going down the street. He wore a leather harness, leather boots, and a cap. He's probably drunk... I can see it by the way he's slightly staggering. I don't want him to see me or something. Who knows, maybe he'll be aggressive? I'll just wait here for a few moments. Gladly, I made only a few steps. I notice a few skinheads standing near the adjacent house. My intuition tells something bad will happen...
As that bloke is going on his way, the thugs look weirdly at him. I still hide behind the corner so no one of them will see me. I'm afraid of them, and now I'm afraid of that buddy as well. He laughed suddenly... maybe he was high?! God, I don't like this situation at all!
"Hey, lads, look at that girlish bloke!" One of the skinheads said. "You forgot that men don't wear makeup, or what?!"
"Haha, let's teach him what it is like to be the real man!" Another one said. No, no, that wasn't going to happen!
I got so scared my knees started shaking. I had a thought for a moment that I'd better go another way, but I simply couldn't walk. My back is as if stuck to the brick wall. I couldn't do anything except hiding like a coward behind the corner. I heard laughter and a strange kind of sound. As if something fell. Or someone?
"Come on, guys, let's get out of here. He passed out after a light hit... I don't want any problems with him."
"Yeah, I agree with Jim. Hurry up!"
I heard them going away, the steps became quieter and quieter with every second until they completely disappeared. I hope it's safe to go out of my 'hideout'. Anyway, after turning the corner, I sighed. That man was lying on the pavement unconscious. Shit! I ran up to his body. He had a little injury on his eyebrow that was bleeding. Seemed like nothing serious, I had no idea why he fainted. Maybe he just drank too much? God, why was I so scared and miserable?! I could help him... Or get injured myself.
I thought it'd be better to take him to my home since I don't know his address. Yeah, Rebecca will kill me. But I just can't leave this man here! What if something worse happens to him? No, I can't let that happen. He seems slim enough. Maybe I can carry him? Luckily, my home is not far. Oh, I hope I'll succeed.
I kneeled in front of him. After trying to lift his body up, I understood he's not that heavy but still not a feather. Come on, Lauren, it's just a few meters, and you'll be home... I finally stood up and carried him to the entrance of the house. Yay! Now I have to carry him to my door... Shit, I already felt exhausted. After a little break, I did the last couple of steps and breathed out.
"Okay, let's lay you down on the bed. Oh, I'm the only one person in the world who could end up in this situation. You're gonna be so shocked when you wake up." I brought this man to my bed. Hmm, maybe I should take off his shoes? Or he'll think that I'm trying to rob him? This all was already weird and complicated, I mustn't complicate it more... I know what I have to do.
"Hey, Rebecca, I'm very sorry..." I called her.
"What now?! Please, don't tell me you are sick or anything like that!" She said angrily.
"Oh, I can't even explain it briefly to you! I know that I let you down, but please..."
"I don't wanna listen to you and your excuses! I hope you have a very serious reason." She hung up. As always. Why is it so hard to be friends with a hot-tempered girl? I lay my eyes on a unconscious guy. I have to clear his eyebrow. Poor boy, when will he get better? I grabbed a tissue and cleared his injury. And I had a better chance to admire him... It's not a coincidence that I noticed him on the street. He was truly so beautiful... His blonde hair was curly and fake, he bleached it mercilessly. His lips, made up of red lipstick, had a strange but interesting shape. He also had a lot of mascara, eyeshadow, and some blush on. I got a strange desire to kiss him and smear the lipstick. But it'd be considered a harassment. Anyway, it was pretty rare to meet a boy like him in our town. It wasn't small, but surely wasn't large. And people who look or behave differently usually don't find this place comfortable for living.
Rebecca interrupted my sleep, but now I didn't want to sleep at all. I'd rather have a light breakfast and maybe some coffee.
'Um... Where... Where am I?..' Martin opened his eyes and saw a unfamiliar bedroom with red curtains. His head was turning when he tried to sit up. 'I can't remember anything... What am I doing here? Is it one of my lovers' houses? I can't recall this room. Yeah, I have to give up drinking." He finally sat on the bed. The glass of water carefully left on the bedside table seemed very desired. Martin grabbed it and drank it with two gulps. Then, he heard a terrifying sound from the other room.
"Shit! I broke my cup... Glad it wasn't my favorite one..." he heard after that. He wasn't alone!! Martin patted his pockets. Everything was on its place... So, probably he wasn't in danger... The voice seemed to belong to some cute girl, and it wouldn't cause any trouble. He tried to drink the remnants of the water but choked and started coughing loudly.
"Mm?? What's going on?" I left my kitchen and saw my new acquaintance sitting on my bed, staring at me with a glass in his hand. God, he was so scared! But looked hilarious. "Hey, don't worry, I don't bite. Only if you ask me to."
He laughed nervously and then laughed loudly almost till the tears. Maybe because he thought the joke was that funny, or maybe because his coughing was that bad. His laughter was strange, by the way.
"Oh, um, my name is Lauren!" I reached out to him and shaked his hand. But he suddenly kissed mine when we were about to break the handshake. "Oh..." I blushed.
"I'm Martin. No idea how I ended up here, but I'm glad it happened." He looked me in the eye. Oh my, his eyes were so green and shiny... I was mesmerized.
"A... um..." I mumbled. "I saw you walking down the street, and then you got attacked by the skinheads... I-I assume you passed out, so I brought you here..." My hands and voice were trembling.
"Hey, don't blush, it turns me on..." he said, and my cheeks reddened even more. "Now I can understand what happened. I was going home after the night in the club! I was drunk... And those guys didn't like my look." Martin frowned. "Oh my goodness, you saved my life! I could die on that pavement!" He hugged me, pressing his face to my tummy since I was standing, and he was still sitting.
"W-well, you probably wouldn't... Maybe you'd get a little concussion..." Shit, why was it so embarrassing?! "Anyway, I'm glad you're safe."
Martin poked his nose into my belly. I wanted him to let me go, but it felt quite pleasant. "How can I thank you for that?"
"What?.." I could swear it wasn't real!! What do I have to tell him?! Come on, he's waiting for an answer...
"I really want to thank you for saving my ass... It's very sweet of you." Martin looked up at me, the vulgar spark shining in his eyes. No way he was trying to seduce me... It's been so long since someone found me hot...
"I... I honestly have no idea." Yep, that was all I could say. Pitiful.
"Well, I can think of some kind of a thing..." his hand slided to my butt and squeezed it gently. "If you agree, of course."
"I..." Gosh, I was shaking from the desire I already felt. This man was crazy! But he turned me on enormously. Oh, I bet my face was as red as a tomato at that moment.
"So what is your decision?" Martin cocked his eyebrow, waiting for an answer while staring at me. I couldn't resist touching his hair. It was amazing, and it seemed like he enjoyed being stroked this way.
"I agree." I whispered. He silently stood up and kissed me. I hugged him, caressing his back. He had amazing taste and skills. I felt falling in love after ten minutes of our dialog. This man was irresistable.
Soon, we got rid of my too-fancy-for-casual dress, and I had just my panties on, which was a bit embarrassing for me.
"Hey, I wanna see some parts of you, too." I was shocked from my own bravery, but I sounded confident. He winked and began revealing his body. I wanted to stop him when he started taking off his harness, but he had a shirt underneath and it had to be removed. I bit my lip when I watched him getting rid of his trousers... Martin actually didn't wear underwear. "What a slut you are, not wearing anything under your pants."
"Look who's talking!" He laughed. "You are ready to shag me though we've met not longer than half an hour ago!" Well, he was right. And I didn't regret my decision!
"What's the point of life if I can't fuck such a beautiful stranger?"
"Hmm, I assume we're not strangers anymore." Martin chuckled. Red lipstick was already half smudged across his mouth. I thought that was an occasion to kiss him again. But I couldn't wait any longer, the sight of his erection didn't leave me uninterested. His manhood was pretty big and thick, so I even guessed it might hurt to be put in.
"Mmh." I mumbled through the kiss. "Fuck me." He grunted and slightly pushed me on the bed where he was lying not a long time ago. Martin quickly got on top of me and pressed his forehead to mine, grinning. "Do you have any condoms?"
"Yeah, I've got some in my pocket." I watched him fumbling in the pockets of his jeans until he found a small package of what we needed. I got a bit nervous, to be honest. I think it's normal for a moment like this. Anyway, I cupped his face and kissed him deeply. God, what was I about to do... Martin continued smooching my neck and then slowly entered me. I gasped for air... He felt wonderful.
I looked at his beautiful face, catching every detail of it. Martin closed his eyes shut and his mouth was opened. I could swear this was the hottest sight I've ever seen. He suddenly thrusted deeper and kissed me, drowning out my moans. I was desperate to hear his ones... And I heard when he started fucking me harder, whining quietly in my ear. That turned me on even more than the movements of his thick dick. I suddenly felt my orgasm growing quickly and arched my back. It was enormously good.
"I'm close..." Martin hotly whispered. I wasn't able to talk. My hand went down, briskly finding my clit to stroke it. He didn't stop and soon pulled out, taking off the condom rapidly and cumming on my stomach. I rubbed myself wildly and came right after him. His hair fell on my forehead when he leaned to kiss me. I was still trembling when he pressed his body to mine and we cuddled. Honestly I liked everything in him. Surely I knew it wouldn't last longer than one night... one day, but it'd be nice. "A lovely time..." he said.
Martin looked super hot when he was panting with his eyes closed, his mouth slightly opened and his hand moving on his dick... I still couldn't forget this image when I closed my eyes.
"Can I stay here for a little longer? I'm a bit sleepy and your bed is very warm..."
"Of course you can." I smiled and stroked his blonde curls.