Synopsis
Fantasious report using the video game character Caitlyn, who will become the favorite of some and already is of many, is about to capture her next prey, with which we can discover certain qualities regarding her tastes, enjoy
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It is strongly recommended to read the story with the music on, only leave the video with background music, link below, I give corresponding credits at the end.
link:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8u7aqCcKf2cSometimes I've had to ask myself, what am I good for? What do I enjoy? What do I want? Maybe at some point in my life I must have erred in the answer, or hit the nail on the head, either way, if I'm not perfect in my craft, I'll give it my all and that's why this work of art will be even more flawless than the previous one, maybe the robbery I'll commit today won't be perfect but it'll be the best I've committed, at least until someone else does.
Or at least that was the idea, but here I am, running under the rain against this intense wind, fleeing from a crime I didn't commit, from a crime I never had the chance to commit! DAMN IT! I don't believe it, it's not possible for me to get caught the only time I'm innocent.
I need to rest, I've managed to grab an instant to breathe, for now, this emergency stairway and my black suit to confuse myself with the night are my best allies, I'll lie down here, I should be safe even if it's just for a moment, this rain of thin droplets has made me nostalgic, this morning when I looked in the mirror I hadn't noticed any change, a tall girl, bronzed skin, dark hair, long and straight until my thigh always leaving a little of my face uncovered on the left side, not very wide forehead, large green eyes, thick lips, athletic body, with a bit of muscle in my arms and legs, without neglecting my clear back and breasts, they're not small to cause me complexes or big to give me trouble when running, but now I realize how indifferent I've been to myself for not noticing how cold my gaze had become even towards my own being.
I have to keep going, most people are confused, only one person was following me, it's possible that he gave up, I'll raise my head with the care I usually don't take and try to get down as silently as possible, but as soon as my feet touched the floor of that place alley I could hear a sound three times louder than when you open a knife, my head moved back while my foot slipped on a can, I dodged whatever they shot at me, I don't think this person is using a normal weapon, I looked for a second at my pursuer, distinguished dark glasses that reflected the little light that came in from the apartments and a small and thin person, when I was loading a second shot, my legs had already started moving, I could hear while turning into the next alley as their lips made a sound of dissatisfaction for not being able to shoot again, but I felt like prey, a couple of shots diverted my direction and I entered a building under construction, that's my territory, I felt in advantage or at least my mood rose, I hid so I could ambush her when she entered the area where I was, I felt agitated, stopped listening to the rain and listened to my own breathing, I was getting desperate, so I tried to calm down by taking deep breaths, started listening to her footsteps, they were slow and careful, she was looking for me, but couldn't identify how close I was, suddenly she threw something at the floor near where I was, it was one of those traps that catch you if you step on them, ¡Are you kidding?! I'm not an animal, I kept alert to see the moment when she would cross near me, the moment was approaching, her steps were getting closer and closer, I saw the tip of her rifle, the moment arrived, with my left arm embracing the rifle so it couldn't aim at my body, while trying to punch her with my right hand closed fist, I thought that would be enough but she maintained her defense like a boxer, however, finally I could see her, it was a girl, the impression made me hesitate for a second and in that moment she let go of the rifle to have both hands free, I hit myself on the sides which made my body relax, tried to take advantage of this moment to taking the rifle with a pull but resisting its weight, yet she managed to kick me, taking advantage of my own resistance, I couldn't help but yield the rifle at that moment, she aimed and fired, the sound of the shot made me think I was dead for an instant.
Now I feel quite stupid, being caught by someone who literally uses a net to catch people, now I find myself in the interrogation room and the agent who will ask me questions is the same one I owe the favor of being here, Agent Caitlyn.
It doesn't matter how much I look at her, she's strange, not like a novice but young, thin and pale skin, her hair is straight and falls below her waist, it's black but looks blue in contrast light, her face is thin, has very thin eyebrows, I'd say she manages to get them done regularly, her nose is small, thin like her lips, she usually wears big glasses but when she takes them off, you can see deep-set eyes with a very profound look, it gives the impression of being a serious person but when she looks at you, she smiles, as if she's not trying to intimidate you but then it seems more like she doesn't need to, her uniform is simply unique, has a small black tie on a formal shirt collar which is an independent accessory from her officer's shirt, that is, this collar and tie are not attached to her uniform, her shirt leaves open a huge neckline that simply can't contain the enormous pair of breasts she has, they're just bigger than mine, you can clearly see the black bra she needs to contain the breasts in which the end of the tie she uses gets lost, this uniform protects more her shoulders than her body since it doesn't cover her navel, leaving her small waist visible, she wears gloves that leave her fingers bare and a skirt that's short enough for me to wonder how I got here. On her legs she has some belts tied that don't seem to have any function I can notice and enormous all-terrain boots that end just at the knee.
The small interrogation room she brought me to was small but didn't seem to have a trick it had no mirror or camera only a door two chairs and a table perhaps this was the area where they brought people with whom they sought to make deals that gave me confidence that and the fact of knowing they hadn't found in me what they believed I had stolen but I had found myself on the scene so neither did I have all my cards in favor and besides she was there when she approached a large part of me felt like I couldn't be sure of anything.
She entered the room carrying a small backpack that she left in a corner I was sitting in the chair facing the table she took off her glasses and placed the table to one side so that she could lean on it if she wanted but without there being anything between us crossed her legs and started looking at what seemed like my file I thought she would start talking interminably but it was quite the opposite she just sat in front of me flipping through it her body was directed towards me but her face only looked at the papers on her right side I was getting restless started looking at her a bit better her body was still wet from chasing me felt that the only decent part of her outfit was that it didn't transparent with the rain that made me think of her legs and I looked at them without thinking too much her skirt wasn't any obstacle to appreciating those legs as far as my gaze could reach however the perfect crossing of her legs didn't let me see anything more than the clear tone of her skin when I raised my eyes noticed she was looking at me sideways which made me feel shameless and the expression on my face only confirmed what she was probably thinking once more I thought she would say something, but she only directed her gaze once more at the papers and with a movement that at least to me seemed slow, she moistened her finger with her tongue and turned to the next page, I felt something strange, I felt annoyed, but I didn't understand why, all I know is that something bothered me in that moment, I was annoyed with her, suddenly she stood up and showed me a small key, I understood that she would remove my handcuffs, they had put one on my feet when I arrived and she had put one on my wrists when she caught me, finally I could hear her voice, it was deep but soft and very feminine, but her tone, the tone of voice with which she always spoke had a load of irony, she told me that she would remove my handcuffs and that before she would have to check me to make sure I wasn't hiding anything, she also said I'm sorry about these handcuffs, leave the stuffed ones at home this girl is starting to scare me, she positioned herself behind me and moved the chair for a moment, my black dress was a very fitted body suit with straps and a cutout in the back, similar to a bathing suit and precisely the upper part ends just above my thigh, on the lower part I wore a simple black short, I raised my hands and placed hers from the height of my wrists, she began to descend and her hands were caressing my arms until they reached the opening of the dress where my arms emerged and encircled them with her fingers until they slipped in a bit, I felt like her hands wanted to enter the dress and I got a little nervous, her fingers caressed my sides and then with both hands she circled my waist and began to touch it with open palms, as she did this her body pressed against mine and her breasts touched my back, her hands ascended from my navel slowly, getting closer and closer to my breasts until the backs of her hands reached my breasts above my dress, I could feel her breath on my neck while her arms wrapped around me, one of her mitts began to descend until it reached my short, then With a delicate but decisive movement, using only my index and thumb fingers, I removed a button, which made me bite my lower lip. Then I removed the second and last button, taking only half a second to agilely explore inside, her hand not touching any part of my body intentionally or even attempting to, just exploring inside my short pants and moving her hand from side to side. She pulled it out and this made me feel relieved but at the same time, the courage that had formed in her did become slightly larger. I think my eyebrows furrowed a bit with this feeling and I could sense a smile forming on her face, just behind mine, but I'm sure if I had turned around, I wouldn't have seen any particular expression on her lovely face... lovely? Anyway, it seemed to me that the inspection was over and she took off my handcuffs.
I sat down in the chair while sighing, but didn't have even a couple of seconds to relax when I felt her weight falling onto my legs. I had to open my eyes with force and was surprised to find myself face-to-face with hers, her arms falling onto my shoulders and grasping my hands behind my neck, her eyes so close to mine, but my gaze wavered between fixing on her deep gaze or her plump lips. She told me with a serious look but without seeming it that she needed information, while finishing that sentence, she pressed her forehead against mine, telling me I had to tell her everything I knew and say it all in detail. I couldn't understand why such simple words were making me nervous, maybe because at that distance every time I spoke I could smell her breath and feel so hot, the time I distracted myself with that was enough for her to be taking off my clothes when I reacted again, by then my breasts had already poked out and she had stopped just at the point where... attracted to my nipples, at the moment she realized this, she pulled my shirt towards my own body and began to lift it slowly, with this she was pressing my breasts against my own body using my nipples as anchors, thus lifting my breasts while lifting my shirt, when she felt my nipples slipping out, she pressed her nose to mine, her lips brushed against mine and lifted the shirt over my breasts, I felt like my breasts bounced a little, but she didn't look at them, only looked directly at me, I raised my arms for her to finish what she had started, but she stopped when the clothes covered part of my face there it was when I felt her lips on mine, it wasn't a kiss, she had just brought them close enough for them to touch, I could taste part of the flavor of her lips, I leaned forward in search of her kiss but she only used it to finish taking off my clothes, when I looked at her she had her eyes closed and a smile on her face like that of a girl who is doing mischief, I couldn't resist, pulled her police shirt and ripped off the buttons, she was still sitting on top of me, but she had leaned back, had stayed motionless for a moment, no longer looking at me, it seemed annoyed, got up with an air of indignation and simply couldn't understand the reason for the sudden change, searched for the floor her buttons, when she found the first one bent down from the waist, I could appreciate the underwear she was wearing, it was a black thong, a little thin that adjusted to the edge where her buttocks ended with a strap, while she picked up her buttons, I got a good idea of the curve formed by her lips as she stood up, left the buttons and her shirt on the table, allowing me to see without any obstacle the bra she was wearing, I thought her breasts looked big only because of the smallness of her shirt, but they were simply bigger than mine, covered my breasts with my hands and I think this. It seemed tender to him, his face recovered the sweetness and smile he had at the beginning of everything, he moved towards me but this time I wanted to move away, I got up from the chair and took a few steps back, but she didn't hesitate to rush towards me and we both ended up on the floor, I realized that while she was starting to take off my short, her skirt fell by itself as if it had been unbuttoned without me noticing, I grabbed her shoulders and moved her body away from mine at a distance that my arms gave me, she looked at me in a way I couldn't have imagined on her face, she saw me with open eyes, tilted head and lips forming a peak, like a small puppy when it doesn't understand what's happening, but of the two, the one who didn't understand anything was me, but after seeing that gesture on her face, I started to see her body and that beautiful thong that I could now see from the front, from this angle I could notice that her thong only covered the height of her vagina, where her lips began, and so I could see her cut, it was only a very small triangle that barely poked out of her thong, I could only imagine that the origin of her cut came from her vagina and I licked my lips discreetly but she could notice, when she realized what I noticed she made a sudden gesture of shame and wanted to turn around and give me her back, falling on top of me, she smiled in the most tender way I had ever heard, she moved and although I didn't know why, I couldn't help but burn her, I could hear her kicking off her shoes towards one side, I was too afraid to move from my position but she directed my hands towards her breasts over her bra, I could squeeze them and feel how soft they were, she herself released the front clasp and my hands didn't take long to caress and pamper them, while doing this I started giving her kisses on the hair and cheek, she got up quickly and sat down on my abdomen in front of me, took my hands with hers and moved closer to mine. giving me a deep and sweet kiss, it was only one, but it lasted as long as 100 kisses, or so it passed through my head, started to go down while giving me kisses all over the body, stopping at my breasts, mine were firmer and she liked squeezing them with force, gave a kiss to each nipple and then gave a suck to each one, ending with a small lick on the second, like saying goodbye, continued its journey and full of kisses my navel and multiple licks in my stomach, arrived at my pelvis and ended up taking off that short, looked at me for a second but my own body didn't let me see more than half her face, just at eye level, couldn't see her complete expression but only her gaze gave me the feeling that she had changed again, I felt distrust once more, however I couldn't think much when she started licking, the sensation it caused in me made my back arch and I searched with my hands for something to hold onto, could feel how she was tracing with her tongue my lips along and across all of my sex, doing it very slowly but with a lot of firmness, as if she wanted to make sure I felt everything she was doing and I felt strong and clear, my legs opened up to her complete disposal and she started giving me deep kisses right in my vagina, could feel how her tongue entered and did whatever she wanted with my being, I wanted to feel her lips, her tongue I wanted to feel her, separated her face from my crotch but left two of her fingers so I wouldn't get a chance to recover, her fingers were searching inside me for the way to give me pleasure, brought her face close again and this time her tongue concentrated on my clitoris, at the same time separating and joining her fingers inside me, tried to put them in a bit more and for that started moving them in circles, it was a delicious sensation that was driving me crazy, in the few moments I turned to look at her I could notice she never took her eyes off me, like a predator, barely I could think of a fraction of a second about this when her fingers reached their target inside me, my G-spot began to be pressed, barely able to reach it with her fingers but she was pressing it with both like a vice and the sensation was too much, ecstasy was invading me and I started to moan, I wanted to avoid it but when I noticed I was resisting, she made it stronger or faster, she wanted to hear me moaning and would listen to everything I wanted, as much as she wanted or what my body could resist, from one moment to the next I felt a strong pressure under my crotch, my body went from being hot to cold and my legs began to tremble, she had stopped, was just there, at the end of my legs, looking at me, with a slightly cold look but smiled again, came closer to my face and my hand touched her vagina over her thong, caressed it a little, I also wanted to know her, but when I looked into her face, her face was hidden in her hair, seemed annoyed again, I stopped touching her immediately, she got up, her thong was halfway down and after taking two steps, she fell silent completely, only her tie, gloves, belts and accessories were left, walked towards her backpack and her buttocks formed a line on her back with each step that was impossible not to fix my gaze on it, when she returned to me, the same thing happened when I saw her pelvis and vagina exposed, as I had imagined her small pube was a small triangle coming out of the beginning of her lips, pinkish-colored lips that didn't protrude too much, her nipples were the same pinkish color and were somewhat large although the aureola on each of her breasts wasn't very big, I was exhausted and didn't know what to think, I was scared but what worried me most was that I thought she might be angry with me, that scared me and I couldn't understand why, while I was sitting down, she came closer so that her vagina would be right in my face but not They let me touch her, she took my hair and kissed me but it wasn't the same kiss as before, this time I felt like her property, wanted her to love me, wanted her to feel what I felt, wanted her to treat me the way I want to treat her, had I fallen in love? Had I obsessed? Had I made a slave of an illusion or bad interpretation? It doesn't matter what name I give this feeling and situation, she was who she was, a person who can't be pleased by another person, only she knows what she wants and how she wants it, only she knows how to please herself and the rest of us are just a means to do so, she knows and accepts herself as she is, no matter how despicable or admirable she may be, she's like that, she's not the person I'd want to be by my side and steal her heart, it doesn't matter these tears that spring forth while I think this, it doesn't matter that I desire with all my strength for her to be different, for her to be the person I want her to be, simply she isn't, this is where I wonder what others have done, she looked at me for a moment and picking up a few things seemed ready to start leaving, I took her arm and before she did anything I gave her a kiss just on her lips but without holding her, it was a somewhat quick kiss, I put my forehead just on hers, my breathing was agitated, I didn't direct her hands anywhere on my body, that's not something you have to do if she wants to do something, neither did I try to touch her, only she knows how to touch herself, she let go of the things she had grabbed and returned the kiss while climbing her body onto mine making me have to carry her, I put her down on the floor and our kisses caressed each other while our nipples tried to find each other, I could feel her directing my hand to her vagina as she began to touch my own once more, she was incredibly wet and moaned with every caress, like a new girl in sex, she moaned easily and her moans got lost in Our kisses, without realizing our hands were caressing each other in the mirror, I don't know if it was me who did everything she made me do or she who did everything I provoked her to do, what I do know is that we both enjoyed the same caress. We didn't take long to realize our legs were crossing, making it hard for us to caress each other easily. We got up a bit, thinking we were adjusting ourselves to touch, but our vaginas were so close together that we started moving our pelvis by inertia. Both of us leaned back on our backs while joining our vaginal lips as much as possible, while doing this movement, I stretched her arms until I reached the backpack she had left, from which I took a toy, showing it to her, both of us smiled as if we were ashamed of what we were about to do. She put one end of the toy in her vagina and the other in mine, and we started pushing. I noticed her eyebrows arched like the expression of pleasure on my face increased, until our vaginas came together again, this time not lying on our backs but with one leg stretched out on the floor and the other recollected, so our bodies were getting closer little by little. I took her by the waist and lifted her up with my body, this movement seemed to give her a lot of pleasure, as she closed her eyes and moaned, she put her head on my shoulder and hugged me with her legs and arms. I placed her on the table with a bit of force, not hitting her but I'm sure she felt it when I let her fall, while our little toy kept giving us pleasure in each movement the other made. I took advantage of this situation to lick her breasts, I couldn't resist that clear pink color, they were soft and moved in every lick and kiss I gave them, she pushed my head with her hands as if she wanted me to kiss her harder, then I turned back to Hug her with legs and arms and lifted her until I sat down on the chair where it all started, she began to jump in a way that pushed the toy with force for both of us, she did it repeatedly and felt like new heat invaded my body, at one point she stopped bouncing and only moved her pelvis in circles, when she started doing this I fixed her a serious look, but this time it was a look that sought signs of pleasure on my face and found all the ones she wanted, I was about to explode and this ended up exciting her too, she lifted her head as if pulling out a groan as far away as possible and filled my entire crotch with the culmination of her excitement, at the same time she let her body fall onto mine and mine onto the chair. I could feel myself getting sleepy little by little, the last thing I looked at was her lovely face resting on my chest. After that, I'm not very sure, I know she had left before I remembered where I had been and when I realized it they were taking me to my cell, for some reason they told me I would only be there for a couple of days for another crime that wasn't robbery, I think they said it was breaking and entering but they hadn't found anything and not to worry, really didn't understand very well but it wasn't the thing that was going through my head, I just thought about her and wondered if she thought about me, probably if I ran into her again she would treat me like she had never seen me before, although it was sad, thinking that she knew it made me feel calm, I sat down on the bottom bed in my cell and the guard said goodbye saying it's better to get along as I lay down on the top bunk a blue braid fell from above and at once I heard a voice say it seems someone has succumbed to authority I replied that it was obvious since I was in a cell, she responded I'm not referring to that, it's such a pathetic tidiness, you must already know that even if they release you, you will still be being your prisoner, but not for much longer, let's start from the beginning, Blow up the Sun!, when I take you out of that trance you'll be yourself again, just a little more energy! I want to try something fun right now, I'll teach you the pleasures of anarchyCreditsDespite the story being of my total authorship, the character of Caitlyn belongs to the company of RIOT GAMES.
The music is diverse versions of Fade by Alan Wake.CommentsAny error or suggestion please comment it will be greatly appreciated.thanks for reading
Fantasious report using the video game character Caitlyn, who will become the favorite of some and already is of many, is about to capture her next prey, with which we can discover certain qualities regarding her tastes, enjoy
Tips
It is strongly recommended to read the story with the music on, only leave the video with background music, link below, I give corresponding credits at the end.
But official Caitlyn!
link:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8u7aqCcKf2cSometimes I've had to ask myself, what am I good for? What do I enjoy? What do I want? Maybe at some point in my life I must have erred in the answer, or hit the nail on the head, either way, if I'm not perfect in my craft, I'll give it my all and that's why this work of art will be even more flawless than the previous one, maybe the robbery I'll commit today won't be perfect but it'll be the best I've committed, at least until someone else does.
Or at least that was the idea, but here I am, running under the rain against this intense wind, fleeing from a crime I didn't commit, from a crime I never had the chance to commit! DAMN IT! I don't believe it, it's not possible for me to get caught the only time I'm innocent.
I need to rest, I've managed to grab an instant to breathe, for now, this emergency stairway and my black suit to confuse myself with the night are my best allies, I'll lie down here, I should be safe even if it's just for a moment, this rain of thin droplets has made me nostalgic, this morning when I looked in the mirror I hadn't noticed any change, a tall girl, bronzed skin, dark hair, long and straight until my thigh always leaving a little of my face uncovered on the left side, not very wide forehead, large green eyes, thick lips, athletic body, with a bit of muscle in my arms and legs, without neglecting my clear back and breasts, they're not small to cause me complexes or big to give me trouble when running, but now I realize how indifferent I've been to myself for not noticing how cold my gaze had become even towards my own being.
I have to keep going, most people are confused, only one person was following me, it's possible that he gave up, I'll raise my head with the care I usually don't take and try to get down as silently as possible, but as soon as my feet touched the floor of that place alley I could hear a sound three times louder than when you open a knife, my head moved back while my foot slipped on a can, I dodged whatever they shot at me, I don't think this person is using a normal weapon, I looked for a second at my pursuer, distinguished dark glasses that reflected the little light that came in from the apartments and a small and thin person, when I was loading a second shot, my legs had already started moving, I could hear while turning into the next alley as their lips made a sound of dissatisfaction for not being able to shoot again, but I felt like prey, a couple of shots diverted my direction and I entered a building under construction, that's my territory, I felt in advantage or at least my mood rose, I hid so I could ambush her when she entered the area where I was, I felt agitated, stopped listening to the rain and listened to my own breathing, I was getting desperate, so I tried to calm down by taking deep breaths, started listening to her footsteps, they were slow and careful, she was looking for me, but couldn't identify how close I was, suddenly she threw something at the floor near where I was, it was one of those traps that catch you if you step on them, ¡Are you kidding?! I'm not an animal, I kept alert to see the moment when she would cross near me, the moment was approaching, her steps were getting closer and closer, I saw the tip of her rifle, the moment arrived, with my left arm embracing the rifle so it couldn't aim at my body, while trying to punch her with my right hand closed fist, I thought that would be enough but she maintained her defense like a boxer, however, finally I could see her, it was a girl, the impression made me hesitate for a second and in that moment she let go of the rifle to have both hands free, I hit myself on the sides which made my body relax, tried to take advantage of this moment to taking the rifle with a pull but resisting its weight, yet she managed to kick me, taking advantage of my own resistance, I couldn't help but yield the rifle at that moment, she aimed and fired, the sound of the shot made me think I was dead for an instant.
Now I feel quite stupid, being caught by someone who literally uses a net to catch people, now I find myself in the interrogation room and the agent who will ask me questions is the same one I owe the favor of being here, Agent Caitlyn.
It doesn't matter how much I look at her, she's strange, not like a novice but young, thin and pale skin, her hair is straight and falls below her waist, it's black but looks blue in contrast light, her face is thin, has very thin eyebrows, I'd say she manages to get them done regularly, her nose is small, thin like her lips, she usually wears big glasses but when she takes them off, you can see deep-set eyes with a very profound look, it gives the impression of being a serious person but when she looks at you, she smiles, as if she's not trying to intimidate you but then it seems more like she doesn't need to, her uniform is simply unique, has a small black tie on a formal shirt collar which is an independent accessory from her officer's shirt, that is, this collar and tie are not attached to her uniform, her shirt leaves open a huge neckline that simply can't contain the enormous pair of breasts she has, they're just bigger than mine, you can clearly see the black bra she needs to contain the breasts in which the end of the tie she uses gets lost, this uniform protects more her shoulders than her body since it doesn't cover her navel, leaving her small waist visible, she wears gloves that leave her fingers bare and a skirt that's short enough for me to wonder how I got here. On her legs she has some belts tied that don't seem to have any function I can notice and enormous all-terrain boots that end just at the knee.
The small interrogation room she brought me to was small but didn't seem to have a trick it had no mirror or camera only a door two chairs and a table perhaps this was the area where they brought people with whom they sought to make deals that gave me confidence that and the fact of knowing they hadn't found in me what they believed I had stolen but I had found myself on the scene so neither did I have all my cards in favor and besides she was there when she approached a large part of me felt like I couldn't be sure of anything.
She entered the room carrying a small backpack that she left in a corner I was sitting in the chair facing the table she took off her glasses and placed the table to one side so that she could lean on it if she wanted but without there being anything between us crossed her legs and started looking at what seemed like my file I thought she would start talking interminably but it was quite the opposite she just sat in front of me flipping through it her body was directed towards me but her face only looked at the papers on her right side I was getting restless started looking at her a bit better her body was still wet from chasing me felt that the only decent part of her outfit was that it didn't transparent with the rain that made me think of her legs and I looked at them without thinking too much her skirt wasn't any obstacle to appreciating those legs as far as my gaze could reach however the perfect crossing of her legs didn't let me see anything more than the clear tone of her skin when I raised my eyes noticed she was looking at me sideways which made me feel shameless and the expression on my face only confirmed what she was probably thinking once more I thought she would say something, but she only directed her gaze once more at the papers and with a movement that at least to me seemed slow, she moistened her finger with her tongue and turned to the next page, I felt something strange, I felt annoyed, but I didn't understand why, all I know is that something bothered me in that moment, I was annoyed with her, suddenly she stood up and showed me a small key, I understood that she would remove my handcuffs, they had put one on my feet when I arrived and she had put one on my wrists when she caught me, finally I could hear her voice, it was deep but soft and very feminine, but her tone, the tone of voice with which she always spoke had a load of irony, she told me that she would remove my handcuffs and that before she would have to check me to make sure I wasn't hiding anything, she also said I'm sorry about these handcuffs, leave the stuffed ones at home this girl is starting to scare me, she positioned herself behind me and moved the chair for a moment, my black dress was a very fitted body suit with straps and a cutout in the back, similar to a bathing suit and precisely the upper part ends just above my thigh, on the lower part I wore a simple black short, I raised my hands and placed hers from the height of my wrists, she began to descend and her hands were caressing my arms until they reached the opening of the dress where my arms emerged and encircled them with her fingers until they slipped in a bit, I felt like her hands wanted to enter the dress and I got a little nervous, her fingers caressed my sides and then with both hands she circled my waist and began to touch it with open palms, as she did this her body pressed against mine and her breasts touched my back, her hands ascended from my navel slowly, getting closer and closer to my breasts until the backs of her hands reached my breasts above my dress, I could feel her breath on my neck while her arms wrapped around me, one of her mitts began to descend until it reached my short, then With a delicate but decisive movement, using only my index and thumb fingers, I removed a button, which made me bite my lower lip. Then I removed the second and last button, taking only half a second to agilely explore inside, her hand not touching any part of my body intentionally or even attempting to, just exploring inside my short pants and moving her hand from side to side. She pulled it out and this made me feel relieved but at the same time, the courage that had formed in her did become slightly larger. I think my eyebrows furrowed a bit with this feeling and I could sense a smile forming on her face, just behind mine, but I'm sure if I had turned around, I wouldn't have seen any particular expression on her lovely face... lovely? Anyway, it seemed to me that the inspection was over and she took off my handcuffs.
I sat down in the chair while sighing, but didn't have even a couple of seconds to relax when I felt her weight falling onto my legs. I had to open my eyes with force and was surprised to find myself face-to-face with hers, her arms falling onto my shoulders and grasping my hands behind my neck, her eyes so close to mine, but my gaze wavered between fixing on her deep gaze or her plump lips. She told me with a serious look but without seeming it that she needed information, while finishing that sentence, she pressed her forehead against mine, telling me I had to tell her everything I knew and say it all in detail. I couldn't understand why such simple words were making me nervous, maybe because at that distance every time I spoke I could smell her breath and feel so hot, the time I distracted myself with that was enough for her to be taking off my clothes when I reacted again, by then my breasts had already poked out and she had stopped just at the point where... attracted to my nipples, at the moment she realized this, she pulled my shirt towards my own body and began to lift it slowly, with this she was pressing my breasts against my own body using my nipples as anchors, thus lifting my breasts while lifting my shirt, when she felt my nipples slipping out, she pressed her nose to mine, her lips brushed against mine and lifted the shirt over my breasts, I felt like my breasts bounced a little, but she didn't look at them, only looked directly at me, I raised my arms for her to finish what she had started, but she stopped when the clothes covered part of my face there it was when I felt her lips on mine, it wasn't a kiss, she had just brought them close enough for them to touch, I could taste part of the flavor of her lips, I leaned forward in search of her kiss but she only used it to finish taking off my clothes, when I looked at her she had her eyes closed and a smile on her face like that of a girl who is doing mischief, I couldn't resist, pulled her police shirt and ripped off the buttons, she was still sitting on top of me, but she had leaned back, had stayed motionless for a moment, no longer looking at me, it seemed annoyed, got up with an air of indignation and simply couldn't understand the reason for the sudden change, searched for the floor her buttons, when she found the first one bent down from the waist, I could appreciate the underwear she was wearing, it was a black thong, a little thin that adjusted to the edge where her buttocks ended with a strap, while she picked up her buttons, I got a good idea of the curve formed by her lips as she stood up, left the buttons and her shirt on the table, allowing me to see without any obstacle the bra she was wearing, I thought her breasts looked big only because of the smallness of her shirt, but they were simply bigger than mine, covered my breasts with my hands and I think this. It seemed tender to him, his face recovered the sweetness and smile he had at the beginning of everything, he moved towards me but this time I wanted to move away, I got up from the chair and took a few steps back, but she didn't hesitate to rush towards me and we both ended up on the floor, I realized that while she was starting to take off my short, her skirt fell by itself as if it had been unbuttoned without me noticing, I grabbed her shoulders and moved her body away from mine at a distance that my arms gave me, she looked at me in a way I couldn't have imagined on her face, she saw me with open eyes, tilted head and lips forming a peak, like a small puppy when it doesn't understand what's happening, but of the two, the one who didn't understand anything was me, but after seeing that gesture on her face, I started to see her body and that beautiful thong that I could now see from the front, from this angle I could notice that her thong only covered the height of her vagina, where her lips began, and so I could see her cut, it was only a very small triangle that barely poked out of her thong, I could only imagine that the origin of her cut came from her vagina and I licked my lips discreetly but she could notice, when she realized what I noticed she made a sudden gesture of shame and wanted to turn around and give me her back, falling on top of me, she smiled in the most tender way I had ever heard, she moved and although I didn't know why, I couldn't help but burn her, I could hear her kicking off her shoes towards one side, I was too afraid to move from my position but she directed my hands towards her breasts over her bra, I could squeeze them and feel how soft they were, she herself released the front clasp and my hands didn't take long to caress and pamper them, while doing this I started giving her kisses on the hair and cheek, she got up quickly and sat down on my abdomen in front of me, took my hands with hers and moved closer to mine. giving me a deep and sweet kiss, it was only one, but it lasted as long as 100 kisses, or so it passed through my head, started to go down while giving me kisses all over the body, stopping at my breasts, mine were firmer and she liked squeezing them with force, gave a kiss to each nipple and then gave a suck to each one, ending with a small lick on the second, like saying goodbye, continued its journey and full of kisses my navel and multiple licks in my stomach, arrived at my pelvis and ended up taking off that short, looked at me for a second but my own body didn't let me see more than half her face, just at eye level, couldn't see her complete expression but only her gaze gave me the feeling that she had changed again, I felt distrust once more, however I couldn't think much when she started licking, the sensation it caused in me made my back arch and I searched with my hands for something to hold onto, could feel how she was tracing with her tongue my lips along and across all of my sex, doing it very slowly but with a lot of firmness, as if she wanted to make sure I felt everything she was doing and I felt strong and clear, my legs opened up to her complete disposal and she started giving me deep kisses right in my vagina, could feel how her tongue entered and did whatever she wanted with my being, I wanted to feel her lips, her tongue I wanted to feel her, separated her face from my crotch but left two of her fingers so I wouldn't get a chance to recover, her fingers were searching inside me for the way to give me pleasure, brought her face close again and this time her tongue concentrated on my clitoris, at the same time separating and joining her fingers inside me, tried to put them in a bit more and for that started moving them in circles, it was a delicious sensation that was driving me crazy, in the few moments I turned to look at her I could notice she never took her eyes off me, like a predator, barely I could think of a fraction of a second about this when her fingers reached their target inside me, my G-spot began to be pressed, barely able to reach it with her fingers but she was pressing it with both like a vice and the sensation was too much, ecstasy was invading me and I started to moan, I wanted to avoid it but when I noticed I was resisting, she made it stronger or faster, she wanted to hear me moaning and would listen to everything I wanted, as much as she wanted or what my body could resist, from one moment to the next I felt a strong pressure under my crotch, my body went from being hot to cold and my legs began to tremble, she had stopped, was just there, at the end of my legs, looking at me, with a slightly cold look but smiled again, came closer to my face and my hand touched her vagina over her thong, caressed it a little, I also wanted to know her, but when I looked into her face, her face was hidden in her hair, seemed annoyed again, I stopped touching her immediately, she got up, her thong was halfway down and after taking two steps, she fell silent completely, only her tie, gloves, belts and accessories were left, walked towards her backpack and her buttocks formed a line on her back with each step that was impossible not to fix my gaze on it, when she returned to me, the same thing happened when I saw her pelvis and vagina exposed, as I had imagined her small pube was a small triangle coming out of the beginning of her lips, pinkish-colored lips that didn't protrude too much, her nipples were the same pinkish color and were somewhat large although the aureola on each of her breasts wasn't very big, I was exhausted and didn't know what to think, I was scared but what worried me most was that I thought she might be angry with me, that scared me and I couldn't understand why, while I was sitting down, she came closer so that her vagina would be right in my face but not They let me touch her, she took my hair and kissed me but it wasn't the same kiss as before, this time I felt like her property, wanted her to love me, wanted her to feel what I felt, wanted her to treat me the way I want to treat her, had I fallen in love? Had I obsessed? Had I made a slave of an illusion or bad interpretation? It doesn't matter what name I give this feeling and situation, she was who she was, a person who can't be pleased by another person, only she knows what she wants and how she wants it, only she knows how to please herself and the rest of us are just a means to do so, she knows and accepts herself as she is, no matter how despicable or admirable she may be, she's like that, she's not the person I'd want to be by my side and steal her heart, it doesn't matter these tears that spring forth while I think this, it doesn't matter that I desire with all my strength for her to be different, for her to be the person I want her to be, simply she isn't, this is where I wonder what others have done, she looked at me for a moment and picking up a few things seemed ready to start leaving, I took her arm and before she did anything I gave her a kiss just on her lips but without holding her, it was a somewhat quick kiss, I put my forehead just on hers, my breathing was agitated, I didn't direct her hands anywhere on my body, that's not something you have to do if she wants to do something, neither did I try to touch her, only she knows how to touch herself, she let go of the things she had grabbed and returned the kiss while climbing her body onto mine making me have to carry her, I put her down on the floor and our kisses caressed each other while our nipples tried to find each other, I could feel her directing my hand to her vagina as she began to touch my own once more, she was incredibly wet and moaned with every caress, like a new girl in sex, she moaned easily and her moans got lost in Our kisses, without realizing our hands were caressing each other in the mirror, I don't know if it was me who did everything she made me do or she who did everything I provoked her to do, what I do know is that we both enjoyed the same caress. We didn't take long to realize our legs were crossing, making it hard for us to caress each other easily. We got up a bit, thinking we were adjusting ourselves to touch, but our vaginas were so close together that we started moving our pelvis by inertia. Both of us leaned back on our backs while joining our vaginal lips as much as possible, while doing this movement, I stretched her arms until I reached the backpack she had left, from which I took a toy, showing it to her, both of us smiled as if we were ashamed of what we were about to do. She put one end of the toy in her vagina and the other in mine, and we started pushing. I noticed her eyebrows arched like the expression of pleasure on my face increased, until our vaginas came together again, this time not lying on our backs but with one leg stretched out on the floor and the other recollected, so our bodies were getting closer little by little. I took her by the waist and lifted her up with my body, this movement seemed to give her a lot of pleasure, as she closed her eyes and moaned, she put her head on my shoulder and hugged me with her legs and arms. I placed her on the table with a bit of force, not hitting her but I'm sure she felt it when I let her fall, while our little toy kept giving us pleasure in each movement the other made. I took advantage of this situation to lick her breasts, I couldn't resist that clear pink color, they were soft and moved in every lick and kiss I gave them, she pushed my head with her hands as if she wanted me to kiss her harder, then I turned back to Hug her with legs and arms and lifted her until I sat down on the chair where it all started, she began to jump in a way that pushed the toy with force for both of us, she did it repeatedly and felt like new heat invaded my body, at one point she stopped bouncing and only moved her pelvis in circles, when she started doing this I fixed her a serious look, but this time it was a look that sought signs of pleasure on my face and found all the ones she wanted, I was about to explode and this ended up exciting her too, she lifted her head as if pulling out a groan as far away as possible and filled my entire crotch with the culmination of her excitement, at the same time she let her body fall onto mine and mine onto the chair. I could feel myself getting sleepy little by little, the last thing I looked at was her lovely face resting on my chest. After that, I'm not very sure, I know she had left before I remembered where I had been and when I realized it they were taking me to my cell, for some reason they told me I would only be there for a couple of days for another crime that wasn't robbery, I think they said it was breaking and entering but they hadn't found anything and not to worry, really didn't understand very well but it wasn't the thing that was going through my head, I just thought about her and wondered if she thought about me, probably if I ran into her again she would treat me like she had never seen me before, although it was sad, thinking that she knew it made me feel calm, I sat down on the bottom bed in my cell and the guard said goodbye saying it's better to get along as I lay down on the top bunk a blue braid fell from above and at once I heard a voice say it seems someone has succumbed to authority I replied that it was obvious since I was in a cell, she responded I'm not referring to that, it's such a pathetic tidiness, you must already know that even if they release you, you will still be being your prisoner, but not for much longer, let's start from the beginning, Blow up the Sun!, when I take you out of that trance you'll be yourself again, just a little more energy! I want to try something fun right now, I'll teach you the pleasures of anarchyCreditsDespite the story being of my total authorship, the character of Caitlyn belongs to the company of RIOT GAMES.
The music is diverse versions of Fade by Alan Wake.CommentsAny error or suggestion please comment it will be greatly appreciated.thanks for reading
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