Amor Fugaz (Primeiro Relato de Contos Proibidos)

love, she told me while listening to her whisper her last words before leaving for Córdoba, I'll miss your skin and your fire. I know I shouldn't even think about you but my obsession grew from the forbidden; only traveling to see you for a bit and escaping to the disabled toilet and not just flying through space but taking off into infinity; only galloping on top of yours... It's been a while since I've worked at the local airport's check-in zone in Buenos Aires and met many people. Sometimes fleeting loves so perfect that I could dream about them for hours, days, or even months or years. This is the story of a love more than fleeting; lethal and electric like lightning in the solitude of the countryside. The instant I saw her; brunette, thin lips and curly hair, medium-sized eyes but deep (note: all the details of that woman flew my imagination and only one minute was enough to undress her for always in my mind) long black hair shining like a night. She was perverse; her curves drove me crazy; her you made me delirious and her walk left me blind. Neimara: a perfect woman who could only be dreamed of in my hottest fantasies. You're real, I'm telling you. Without waiting for an answer she sighs and the daring demon whispers between whispers of agony and pleasure investigate. Let myself be taken. My animal instinct grew and the beast became a demon to destroy her once at the disabled toilet door. The silence of the night and the noises of the suitcases with wheels were added to the soft moans coming from her sweet and lethal mouth; the collisions of our bellies that would make the heat more deadly than even hell itself. Suddenly, the door slammed shut. We fell silent. And between gazes I pressed my mouth against the wall and grabbed her neck with the other hand. Everything was beautiful. My heart beat strongly and my hands sweated so much they danced to the rhythm of her curves; then I stopped touching her. I taped her mouth and at the bottom of it, I got in. Jogando a ser tão perversos quanto podíamos. Todo era perfeito. Enquanto mais passava o tempo (tinha que ser rápido) mais aumentava meu tamanho em seu interior, que até me disse te amo para sempre dentro de mim, enchendo-me de você todo meu corpo; explote. Palavras letais para um momento de calor intenso. Neimara sabia muito bem o que dizer e como dizer. Explote. Dentro dela explote e ela se encheu e satisfeita em um orgasmo perfeito, deixou-se levar pelo calor 🔥 dos meus latidos; ela foi um vulcão de orgasmos hermosos. Seu voo saía às 5 menos 20 e eu saía do trabalho às 5. Corri até o embarque para buscá-la e dizer-lhe que volte, mas já não estava. Só dei seu número a um amigo meu na entrada. Para Agustín 11.... Ela sabia que iria buscar-me, mas como uma sereia que hechiza seu marinheiro decidiu sair e voltar mais tarde com o calor da noite e após um msj de Olá. Vou voltar à data... Só quero te ver e ter-te novamente entre minhas pernas... Comprei um alfajor, um café e me afaste em silêncio até a porta corrediza de entrada... ninguém jamais viu nada e se escutaram, foi apenas um belo rumor. Fin.....