Sara was tired. Tired of everything – her job, colleagues, traffic jams, bad-working microwave oven, heat of the summer city covered in dust and permeated with cafes and restaurants all looking the same, newspapers that brought only sad news, faded apartment that never looked at the sun with its gray windows, lack of passion in life, and much more. On the Internet, she found out a proposition to take a rest for several days in the cabin in the woods that had a fairly nice price and was valuable for her: there was a lake there, clear forest air, a little store in the city if she needed anything. But the best thing for her was a quiet rest, wooden house of a type of a cabin with the fireplace and total representation to oneself. She could listen to squeaks of pines, as squirrels rustle in the trees, as birds chirr and chat, as fireplace crackle – this all contributed to her happiness and tranquility.
Exactly like this, she took rest for the first two days of her stay in the cabin, enjoying three bottles of wine and some eatery left in the fridge following her preliminary order that she placed to a renter of the place. The third day she has decided to enjoy fishing in the lake from the pier – and drove to a store to buy a rod and fishing tackle. There she saw a guy, also a tourist; he was there for renewal of supplies.
He was alone, making purchases for at least several days or even a week for him or for the group of people – she didn’t have a clue. At first, she did not give him much attention but then, examining the things that were in a store, she started to watch after a guy, as something attracted her to him. He was taller than she, for about half a head, and was muscled. He wasn’t handsome in the direct sense of the meaning but masculinity was a serious attraction. They’ve encountered at the cash desk exchanging glances but nothing more. Exiting the store, she hit the road and he went after her. For the entire duration of the ride, he was following her and she even started to panic about it. But, as it turned out, he was staying next door to her, turning before she did a turn. Entering her cabin, she felt as the panic evolved into sweet excitation caused by the previous feeling of fear and insecurity. She got seriously aroused. And, just to chill the feeling, she went to shower but, as it turned out, it was a wrong decision – as she started to masturbate there fiercely.
She imagined in her head as if she was one Ankara agency girls who was ordered by this guy. She even named him in the head as Rahim – not knowing why she just minded up the name and it was suitable for a guy in that second. Rubbing her clitoris under the springy jest of water from shower, she imagined as he was entering her, fucking as a hooker, one of Ankara agency girls, as she did to him various naughtiness like classic sex with deep penetration in her throat at the same time, swallowing his resilient penis inside making him classic blowjob going deep, as she couldn’t breathe, as she was excited beyond the limit because of this feeling of suffocation… It was sweet and thrilling at the same time; waves of lust were roaming her body, making her feel as if an escort agency in Ankara woman. She dreamt how his jets run towards her mouth to fill it in…
Her fingers were immersing deeper and deeper, a palm was rubbing distent clit, lips were bitten by her teeth, feeling the approached orgasm. And it hit her in second as if it was a blast of supernova star that happens right in one moment, shuttering the space around it. Her legs weren’t listening to her and she caved in at the bottom of the shower tray, leaning against one of its white walls. The pleasant waves started inside the belly, mixed with ones coming from the clitoris, went uphill to her chest and ran to head, subsiding somewhere between her ears on the tips of hair on a head, and the next wave did the same path again. She dreamed as Rahim overtook her on the car, grabbed her outside the car cabin, took her panties off and entered her obedient and wet pussy abruptly without asking a thing – it made her feel as if escort agency girl again, with new orgasm waves, rising to the sweat drops on her face, despite pretty chilly shower water. She was in the blissful pleasure because of these feelings.