The Mysterious Stranger
Irina looked at the calendar with melancholy... well, the New Year holidays were over, which she now couldn't stand ever since she was widowed five years ago... A new test of strength, her own birthday, what a drag, already 47 years old... Five years, the best years you could say, she's been alone... and now she has to set the table again, a bunch of relatives will come over... they'll congratulate her, make toasts, and I'll have only one thing on my mind... just don't burst into tears...
She was the kind of woman who couldn't live without love... she had never lived without it, for as long as she could remember. And so, when two years had passed after her husband's death, concerned relatives started introducing her
to friends, widowers, and even her daughter registered her on a dating site. All these acquaintances never ended well; there wasn't a man who interested her even a little. She would chat amiably, easily made people feel comfortable around her, men were burning with desire to continue the acquaintance, they called, came over, invited her somewhere, but she always found a reason to avoid continuing the acquaintance. As soon as she imagined herself with this man in an intimate setting, she clearly saw that there was no sexual desire at all.However, on the dating site, she managed to fall in love, and so much so that for three years now, she hasn't needed anyone else, but it seems he doesn't need her. Everyone tried to talk sense into her, both friends and relatives, but the man named Pavel had penetrated her heart and soul so firmly that she couldn't get rid of this love... no matter how hard she tried. And only towards him did she feel sexual attraction. She even gave it a name... THE FAITHFUL WIFE SYNDROME... once in love, no one else is needed. Therefore, she already understood that sex could only happen to her by pure chance, that is, when a very persistent man happened to be nearby, and the flesh, as we know, is weak, might not resist. But for her to do it herself, of her own volition... no... She had already expressed her doubt to her sister that maybe over these five years of loneliness she had gotten so used to managing without sex that she wouldn't even be able to be herself with a beloved man... that she lived like a nun. Her sister scolded her, pushed her to go on dates, she agreed to everything. She would give her phone number to the next suitor, but then never dared to meet, and the men, after trying to persuade her for a while, usually gave up...
And then her sad thoughts were interrupted by a call from her sister.
— — Hi, your birthday is coming up, how are you planning to celebrate?
— — I don't know, I'm thinking...
— -I don't feel any joy or enthusiasm!!! And we've already thought of everything for you, we'll celebrate at "Skazka" (Fairy Tale). Remember we went to the tourist base to relax. Anyway, we pooled our money and rented three cabins for the weekend, we'll celebrate there, well, shashlik and a sauna and horseback riding, and we also prepared a surprise for you.
— — Thank you, of course, so unexpected!!! What should I cook?! And what's the surprise?!
— — You won't cook anything, we'll bring everything... and the surprise... you'll meet a mysterious man…….
— — Have you all gone completely crazy, did you decide to order a male escort for me?
— — You've really gone nuts with your seclusion, not a boy at all, he's fifty-something, and basically your favorite type, a tall, solid man, blue-eyed, interesting conversationalist.. I'm telling you in advance so you can, just in case, bring some beautiful lingerie and be ready to spend an unforgettable night of love. Let go of the situation, and believe my experience, you need this like never before..
— — Yes, I believe you, okay, I'll do everything as I should. It's just that I'm so scared.
So the weekend arrived, and Irina was very nervous. She didn't particularly hope that her beloved Pavel remembered her birthday, that he would give a gift or call, but going online, she saw that he was online, but his light soon went out, and she didn't get a hello or a Happy Birthday from him, which, however, was to be expected. But from other admirers, there were many messages, cards, playlists, and calls. She got tired of answering everyone, so many friends, and the one I'm always thinking about didn't even congratulate me, well, I guess it's fate that today I'm meeting a mysterious stranger, maybe everything is right and my sister is right, it's time to end this madness, this unrequited love.
She carefully packed everything she needed into a basket, and as her sister had warned, she put in beautiful lingerie and everything necessary. Calmly got herself ready, after all, the person would see her for the first time, she needed to make a good impression. A woman always remains a woman. Looking at the applied makeup in the mirror, she sighed again and almost burst into tears, again remembering Pavel…. Then she pulled herself together… come what may!!!
The relatives arrived in three cars, they said she would go with her son and daughter, in another car her dad with his new wife, in the third her sister with her husband, brother, his wife. Irina was confused, her sister quietly whispered: don't look for HIM among us, he'll come later, anyway we'll celebrate, then we'll disperse to rest in the cabins, and he'll come to you, anyway with this meeting, it's my and Andryukha's initiative, no one knows, so if it doesn't work out between you, no one will know anything.
Irina sighed with relief, as if the execution had been postponed, and became cheerful, and joked non-stop.
The birthday went off with a bang, there hadn't been such fun for a long time, and the table was groaning with all sorts of delicacies, and the men fried shashlik and steamed in the sauna.. but in the end everyone got tired and scattered to the cabins. Sister Natalya helped clean up everything in Irina's cabin and set the table for two. Irina was noticeably nervous because the upcoming meeting was so anxiety-inducing that it seemed her teeth were chattering from excitement. Natalya, looking at her, said:
— — Listen, you need to have a glass of champagne, relax a little, you're like a spring, now pale, now red, all trembling.. why are you so nervous, he's not a rapist, just a little adventure…….
Irina was already ready for anything, she took the glass of champagne her sister offered and drank it in small sips, feeling the bubbles bursting in her mouth and had a bite of chocolate. Natalya turned off the light, leaving only a nightlight that shone so dimly that only silhouettes were visible, wished her luck, kissed her, and left.
Irina lay down on the made-up bed, turned on the computer and a music disc.. after pleasant music started playing, and the guests were gone, the champagne, as well as the fatigue from the noisy company, and the day's tense anticipation of the meeting affected her and she dozed off. Outside was a strong January frost, but in the log cabin it was warm and cozy..
She woke up because she felt a frosty smell and a chill, sitting up frightened on the bed, she stared towards the hallway and heard a quiet rustle there. Not immediately, but she realized that this nighttime guest might be that very Stranger promised to her as a gift of fate… The tension rose again, her jaw ached, and inside everything somehow tightened, but she was always used to going all the way, and the adventure promised to be interesting!!!
The man cautiously entered, his face wasn't really visible, tall, even very tall, and not thin and not fat, normal overall….
— Hello Irina, happy birthday to you…
She liked his voice, it somehow immediately put her at ease, though he immediately used the informal "you" (ty), but well, he came to spend the night with me, of course "ty".. she didn't know what to do and only answered…
— — Thank you.. You… Do you want to eat? There's everything on the table, I'll now….
She wanted to get up, but seeing that she was in lacy lingerie, she covered herself with the blanket…
Though the lighting was dim, he understood her impulse… she couldn't see how he smiled..
Irina smiled, his voice and concern for her interests were disarming…
— — I don't even remember what and how I like, and maybe, I don't know something…
The man calmly and slowly undressed, carefully hanging and laying his clothes on a chair, and she watched him with huge eyes, how long had it been since she saw a man do this, from this striptease, she was getting such pleasure, in the dim light, she saw that for a man his age he was well-built, taking off his socks, he started taking off his briefs, and she, holding her breath, watched his firm buttocks, and tried to imagine what he had THERE.. in front.. what his was like. But the man was apparently also embarrassed and somehow turned so quickly and slipped under the blanket with her that she didn't see anything. After lying next to her for a while and catching his breath, he turned to her, and they looked into each other's eyes, their eyes sparkled in the dark, each was very tense, she really wanted him to touch her, a naked man next to her couldn't help but affect a normal woman….
He gently and tenderly touched her face with his hand, ran his fingers through her hair, as if combing through it, then his hand, surprisingly hot and tender for such a giant, ran down her neck and stopped on her chest. Heat rolled through her whole body, and her nipples immediately became hard and stood up under the black silk lace slip.. He leaned down, touched her neck with his lips and froze, it seemed to her that he was inhaling her scent and enjoying it, she felt trust towards him.. and his scent pleased her and aroused such desire in her!!!…. then his lips slid down with light kisses, with his fingers, he lowered the strap of the slip and took out her white, large breast with a dark nipple… he gently stroked and kissed it, now pinching the nipple with his fingers, now lightly sucking…….
Instinctively, she arched towards him, and finally he did what she wanted, his other hand, slid along her body, then slipped under the slip and began to barely touch, stroking her leg and thigh…..
His whisper pierced her like an electric current…
— — You are so, warm, tender, so delicious….. Irina……
His voice was mesmerizing, carrying her away to a land of happiness… she bent her knee and moved her leg aside. His hand ran along the inside of her thigh and stopped.. She so wanted him to continue the movement, to stroke, her curly hair between her legs, to squeeze that island of pleasure with his big hot hand. And he was hesitating for some reason.. she couldn't stand it and a moan escaped her, and at the same instant his greedy hot lips sank into her tender, full lips, and his hand greedily captured her curly beauty. And he knows how to kiss flashed through her mind when their tongues intertwined in a passionate dance. He pressed his body against her and that's when she felt his thing… A hot and hard shaft pressed against her, and the moisture at its tip was the most pleasant.. how long had it been since she felt a man wanting her.
Her hand grabbed this hot wonder, and it trembled in her hand… tenderly with pleasure she stroked it, and the stranger's hand, opened the petals of her flower and his fingers skillfully began to play a melody of passion on it. He slid his fingers into the narrow cave and they found there the cherished points of arousal for any woman.. She arched her whole body towards him and, taking his face in her hands, began to kiss him moving towards his ear.. and then her lips bumped into a protrusion near his ear, a large tragus, she froze, as if sobering up for a second, and then tenderly touched it with her tongue, ran over it with pleasure, and then kissed it, then took his earlobe into her mouth, sucked it a little and lightly bit it.. The stranger whispered:
— — Maybe I'll undress you completely, I want to see and kiss all of you…
— — No, I'm shy…. For now……..
He didn't answer… but turned to her legs, spread them slightly apart, leaned down and his hot tongue penetrated between the pink petals of her flower, his fingers took possession of her crevice, and the fingers of his other hand spread the full lips, giving his tongue access, with which he passionately caressed this tender oyster flowing with the juice of desire, he skillfully took the clitoral bud into his mouth and sucked it… her scent drove him crazy.. but then he felt something he couldn't have expected. Irina slipped between his long legs so that his hot friend ended up above her face.. she grabbed it with her hand and pulled it towards her, with her other hand she lightly pressed on his buttocks, pressing him to her face, he couldn't resist, and with pleasure felt how his buddy penetrated her mouth and her lips enveloped it, and her tongue began to tenderly caress the head, now sucking it deep, now releasing it… she took it out and began to run it over her face, now licking it with her tongue, now plunging it into her mouth again.
Then she plunged it deeper and, pressing on his buttocks, let him know what she wanted, he wanted the same, and began to move, plunging it deeper and pulling it out, her hands at this time were stroking his testicles and rising up his thighs to his buttocks, stroking and squeezing them, then she put a finger in her mouth and, wetting his anus, penetrated there, a moan escaped him and he froze for a second, but couldn't stop anymore, and she skillfully found the cherished bump of the prostate gland, and tenderly caressing it with her finger, continued to give a passionate blowjob.. he, meanwhile, was stroking and kneading and kissing her beauty.. but then he tore himself away from her with regret and pleaded…
— — I can't take it anymore, I won't last……….
She released him, he positioned himself between her legs and as carefully and slowly as he could, penetrated her, he went in deep, to the end, and pressing his pubic bone, with pleasure roamed around the cozy hot cave, as if exploring this unfamiliar grotto… then he lowered himself onto his elbows, pressing his whole body against her, and she raised her legs and, throwing them over his back, pressed him to her more tightly… God, how she enjoyed this man, she was simply on cloud nine with happiness, he moved inside her, filling her with himself, she felt him inside her, felt the weight of his body on her, his heat and drops of sweat, and was ready to lick these salty drops with her tongue, and then an orgasm washed over her, she moaned, screamed, growled, and then burst into tears….. He moaned and poured into her like a volcano erupting.. he covered her face with hot kisses, and she only whispered:
— — Don't take it out, lie on me, let it be inside me a little longer..
— — I'll crush you, I'm so heavy, and all wet……
— — So what, I like your weight, and that I'm all wet from you, and that you're inside me..
— — You're my miracle!!! How I love you……….
And he tenderly kissed her face, salty from tears of happiness.. And then he lay down next to her.. she got a towel, wiped his body, and with special tenderness, his still-erect male member, tenderly kissed its head, and went to the shower.. when she returned he was already asleep… Irina lay down next to him, then, propping herself up on her elbow, nudged her nose into his armpit and with pleasure inhaled his scent, the scent of her man.. carefully stroked his body, then pulled up the blanket and covered him, but before calming down, again leaned over his ear, and touched the large tragus with her lips, pressed her cheek to his unshaven cheek, and smiled happily………
She woke up at 9 a.m.. it was already dawn… there was a sweet languor in her body. She remembered the night of love and smiled… reached out her hand to touch her nighttime guest, but he wasn't there…
Irina got up sharply and looked with regret at the empty and now cold bed of love… as if it really was a fairy tale at "Skazka".. getting dressed, she felt a terrible hunger, sat down at the table and ate.. she noticed. That the