WILD PLEASURE {short erotic stories} Chapter 71: SMUT SEWAGE(1)

It was a warm summer, and Karina pulled a light jacket onto her shoulders. She was walking slowly down the street, not expecting at all to meet a maniac. Distracted by nature, Karina heard shuffling footsteps behind her only a few minutes later. She was immediately seized up with fear and panic. She tried to escape from the pursuer at full speed, but the stranger caught up with her, clasping her thin hand. Karina struggled to kick him, but the man didn’t react. It was as if he was made of stone.

Remembering her father’s self-defense advice, Karina struck the stranger in his groin, but he immediately repaid her by hitting her cheek fiercely. She didn’t expect this blow and stumbled, falling into the darkness, not even realizing what happened.

She found herself at the bottom of a pit and felt an unpleasant odor of feces. Karina noticed a sewer nearby. Despite some muck softening her landing, Karina’s fall was shocking. She could not get up, but it was nothing serious.

Somewhere near her, she heard the familiar steps of the maniac who had pursued her before. Karina felt a biting sensation in her eyes, and they were filled with tears. She resigned herself to the fate of being raped and closed her eyes, knowing what was going to happen. All of a sudden the footsteps ceased, and there was silence.

Karina opened her eyes and saw her would-be rapist. He lay breathlessly in a pile of the stinking muck she was lying on. Karina blinked in surprise, not aware of who her savior was. Seeing a male silhouette appearing from the darkness, she was filled with an unusual sexual languor, as if she knew this masculine silhouette.

Karina no longer felt fear. She yearned to touch this man’s torso and thank him for the way he stood up for her. Even though no light penetrated into the sewer, Karina recognized the defender. It was her former lover, Alberto.

Previously, they had an easy love affair. But, it was over when Alberto joined the police department, The Bureau of Investigation. Their romance was distracting him from his serious work, and he had to break up with Karina.

“Hey,” Alberto smirked at her, gently biting his lower lip. For some reason, he was struggling not to laugh while Karina was eyeing him with her mouth open. “Who knew that our paths would cross again?” he voiced, looking at her with an intense blazing gaze.

Karina remembered this burning gaze when she and Alberto were together. Alberto’s eyes studied her intensely as their master talked dirty phrases to Karina, making a great effort to turn her on. From those memories, Karina’s got goosebumps all over her body, and Alberto’s voice still sounded inside her.

What other explanation could there be to describe him? He was a Spaniard, a hot macho. He was a terrific lover. And what sex they had! It used to be a sexual act to the point of exhaustion until Alberto fell on Karina like a completely squeezed orange. They fucked for so long as if it was the last day on Earth. They enjoyed life to the fullest and rejoiced at multiple orgasms.

It was all in the past.

“Yes, our paths cross again.” Karina’s voice was rattled as she tried not to seem wounded. After all, she was still angry at Alberto for abandoning her. “Were you watching me?! I thought it was over and we parted ways.” She broke out, no intention of being a maid for his new entertainment.

“You know it yourself that I’m still working as a policeman and I have been on the trail of this maniac for a month. And he chose you as his next victim. Thank God I was on time! Otherwise...” Alberto’s voice suddenly shook, as if he had experienced everything that had happened to her. He wasn’t indifferent to Karina, and she somehow knew it.

Maybe he still dreamed about everything resuming its normal course.

“I cannot fully express my heartfelt gratitude for your help,” Karina thanked Alberto, handing him her hand and waiting for the same gesture in return. “Help me up. I cannot think with the smell of this stinky crap in my nose!”

“And why should you think, Karina? You should relax,” Alberto said, sitting on his haunches and searching for something in Karina’s indigo eyes. It felt as if he was fucking Karina with his chocolate eyes and her throat felt cramped from the tension. She recalled their magnificent sex, after which only their screams and cries could be heard in the room. And then it would start all over again. Karina couldn’t even remember how many times per day it was.

“What are you hinting at, weirdo?” She had to get out of the pit. The stench penetrated every cell of her body. How could Alberto stare at her that way when she smelled like sewage? It seemed as if he didn’t care.

“I’m hinting that I missed you,” Alberto mumbled, contemplating the beauty of his ex-girlfriend and regretting about their parting. Seeing the bruises inflicted by the hands of a maniac and the traces of excrement on her skin, he suddenly pulled back. “There is water somewhere here. I’ll go and get it. Don’t get up. You probably broke a rib when you fell into this shit.”

Alberto disappeared into the darkness, but Karina didn’t plan on listening to him. Somehow, she got up with difficulty, digging her hands into the ground and contemplating getting away. But then she plopped down into the muck as her hand slid off the rough surface. Alberto heard her scream and rushed back, worried about her condition. Now observing Karina lying in the same mire, Alberto burst out laughing.

“It would be better if you helped me up than cackling, you fool!” Karina cried out, helplessly, seeing that Alberto didn’t help her. “Just get out of here, fucking idiot!”

Turning a deaf ear to her swears, Alberto leaned over to Karina. He gently wrapped his arm around her and lifted her up, attempting not to drop her.

He carefully put the girl on a stone slab, and without saying anything, he took a rag and soap in his hand.

After removing Karina’s torn jacket, Alberto wet the rag and soap in the bucket and began to wash all the stinking muck off Karina. From such care, Karina’s body began to throb, and all her sensual erogenous zones became bare. A shock pierced her vagina, her breasts suffused like peach, and she involuntarily clenched her full feminine thighs.

Seeing her body’s reaction, Alberto nevertheless continued to wash her. He peered at her with the corner of his eye, leering as if he had won a lottery. He knew that Karina hadn’t forgotten his caresses and his passion. She still remembered those days and nights when their bodies flew up and down on the bed, the couch, the floor. Then they would begin a new sex dance, a new sex marathon. However, Alberto cut off everything, leaving Karina alone. Now, he desperately wanted to fix it and make the first move. He just needed to be worthy of Karina.

So, washing all the dirt off her, Alberto began to raise her t-shirt. Seeing that she didn’t resist, he took it off. Leaving the t-shirt on a rock, he put his arm around Karina and stretched his fingers to clasp her vanilla colored bra. Karina craned her neck in disapproval, not understanding his actions.

“Do you want to go out on the street this way?” Alberto asked her with a smirk, and Karina shook her head. “Well then, don’t resist, babe.”

Karina nodded, and Alberto unbuttoned her bra, also placing it on the stone next to her t-shirt. Now, Alberto could enjoy the view of her naked bust.

“You have such beautiful boobs. You always did,” he murmured, gently touching Karina’s nipples with his fingertips and warming each of her breasts with his palms.

Feeling his touch, Karina froze instantly, not daring to move. She wished to stop Alberto, to tell him to leave her alone and not to torment her as he did before...but she couldn’t.

Karina obeyed as Alberto bent down to her ear and whispered into it. “You’re so sexy. I love your smell.”

Karina longed to feel his touch again and almost moaned from it.

“I have to check whether your ribs are safe. I’m sorry. I was too distracted,” he hemmed, beginning to prod her ribs gently and stroked her soft skin.