The nocturnal always attracts me strongly but not the bustle of people and noise so the silent aura that night encloses. It is there where the strange forces of human personalities move. That dark place where our most guarded instincts awaken and are attentively observed by the nocturnal goblins.
When we would go for a walk some night with Edu, my husband, and return home in the car after a normal outing, when it was already midnight, I would ask him to take me on a spin around the hot zone as he understood my request, he would slowly march towards the red or hot zone of Córdoba city that like every big city has in its central peripheries. From our bubble-like car we observed the nocturnal visitors parading down the street, all those beings that are not seen by day. The prostitutes and transvestites offering themselves to occasional clients, those who attend the non-saintly clubs of the zone, the husbands on the prowl seeking casual sex, the marginals wandering silently.
Watching that nightlife exhilarated me and as we circulated in the car, I didn't miss any detail of what was happening on those little-traveled streets. I felt inside that these strolls excited me very strongly sexually and my husband gave notice to it, satisfying my whims when he would stop for a while so I could observe the passersby more closely. I would tell him that I was attracted to a dark alleyway on San Martín street at 500 where sometimes a feminine silhouette would take refuge from indiscreet glances and only be seen when some car lights illuminated it. It was a perfect place for a dark and sordid awakening, silent witness to momentary sexual transactions. I fantasized that this was the place that attracted me and told my husband, companion of my desires, while he laughed compassionately sharing My secrets.
Some times when I was free in Rentas for some tax formalities, I would remember that the corridor left off the street Rivera Indarte where the main building of Rentas is located. Sometimes picked by a morbid curiosity, I passed by the corridor during the day to take a good look at it, it's narrow and long, there's a door at the back that's always closed and an iron staircase that connects to some place in the middle of the corridor. I couldn't appreciate more details on my fleeting visits because during the day it's a frantic hustle of people working and circulating. Although with sunlight it doesn't have the magic of night, I thought that during the day its goblins are sleeping and only wake up when night arrives.
Last summer, precisely on Friday January 19th, 2024, we had an argument with my husband just before his work trip due to a small thing of mine. When he left, I cried inconsolably regretful of our said and thought how silly I was. He had gone off quite angry because of my unknown whereabouts in me and I understood because I'm not used to reacting this way, but since I would be away from home all weekend because I would only return on Monday, I felt bitter. That same Friday afternoon, my friend Gladis came to visit me at home and as in any women's chat, we talked about these things, so I confided in her about my argument with my husband. She told me not to worry, to leave my sadness aside, that it would pass and that I should try to get out and have some fun for a change. We looked at each other complicitly because she understood her suggestive message but I said I didn't have anyone to go out with and she told me not to be silly, that I couldn't do any harm going out and meeting someone and if it led to a good shag, everything would be fine, total touch and go. I told her she was right, that the idea wasn't bad and my friend made me promise her that that night I would go dancing at... any side since she had to go out with her boyfriend unless I would have made fun of her for going out together to have fun. It amused me that Gladis's advice because Gladis usually doesn't talk about those things with me. As I promised her that night, I would throw away my high heel as she advised me, we laughed a lot and opened a bottle of champagne to toast like two good friends. After a while the bubbles got a bit stuck in our heads and we were laughing out loud at our funny moments. Around eight Gladis said goodbye to me because she had to go home to get ready for her date that night. When we gave each other a kiss on the doorstep, we promised to keep the pact of friends and she left. When I was alone, I threw myself onto a couch to watch TV for a bit but I wasn't concentrating on the program. As if it were an obsession, the idea of casual adventure kept spinning in my head, so I put some fun music on the stereo and danced by myself for a bit while taking a whiskey to cheer up, then I relaxed on the couch for a bit as the drink took effect. Around ten at night, I got into a hot tub to get rid of the dizziness and then wrapped myself in a towel to look out the window at the street. It was very hot and humid, everything felt sticky and I went to the closet to choose what to wear. I looked for something fresh to put on and without hesitating much, I separated a green fluorescent dress with fine straps and a decent cutout in front that made it ideal for going out to dance at a bowling alley. When I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror of the closet to see how the dress looked, I noticed it was quite tight and fitted on my body but it looked excellent to me despite being so attention-grabbing. I decided to pair it with a pair of transparent acrylic platforms that barely hugged my foot with only two black straps crossed on the instep. I perfumed myself with Oscar de la Renta exquisite, although I regretted it for being imported and put on a very light makeup given the extreme heat and humidity in the environment, painted my eyelids dark to emphasize my green eyes and well-defined contours but did not apply lipstick to my lips. When I was ready, I sat on a high stool with my legs crossed in front of the large mirror in the living room and looked at myself while finishing my drink.
Only the candelabra on a small table was lit as I observed myself in the mirror, when suddenly the gong of the wall clock that marked midnight startled me. The metallic sound of the clock rang out like an order and I felt it as a command, sensing it in my stomach which had a slight twisting, feeling butterflies in my belly and realized that night was calling to me.
I was alone and knew that whatever happened that night would remain only in my secret. I searched for a lightweight black wool shawl with large mesh stitching to cover my neckline on my way out of the house. I adjusted my hair last in front of the mirror and liked my look. In the final glance, I noticed that the dress was quite short and accentuated my booty too much but there was no time to find another outfit. So I took a bag with long straps and left the house. I rushed quickly to the corner of the house to wait for a taxi. Luckily one came soon and when I got in, the driver asked me where I was going. I told him resolutely a direction and we arrived in no more than ten minutes. I paid the man and got out of the car. I was just on the corners of Igualdad and San Martín streets in the center of Córdoba, in the red zone although it was still early because there wasn't much movement yet. The street in that sector was dark and the air was very heavy. I turned onto San Martín Street, swaying slightly without much effort. I forced myself up the height of my tacazos and when I crossed the street perpendicularly towards the hallway of my fantasies, a car with two guys passed by who yelled sexy girl at me and I don't know what else.
When I got to the sidewalk, I first stopped in the darkness of the hallway but didn't know what to do there. I sensed that my luck was cast, felt like I had burned my boats and there was no return. I was already located there, no longer as an observer but as the main actress of my adventure. I supposed what could happen with me dressed like this alone in that darkness and hot zone, but I wasn't afraid, I felt calm because nobody was going to force me to do anything I didn't want to.
Despite being a little nervous about the momentary solitude and the novelty of the situation, I thought about my friend Gladis who wouldn't imagine that I was at that moment in the prostitution area like one of many waiting for some guy to approach them, nor did I understand it myself but something strong was pushing me from inside and making me feel excited.
It was a strange sensation that invaded me, and unlike how I normally am, I saw the lights of a car that lit me up as it turned the corner, I looked at the occupant who I couldn't make out well, but the car kept going like nothing. I looked towards the dark hallway behind me and something led me to explore it.
As I walked trying not to make a sound, I felt a mix of fear and excitement, my stomach twisted voluptuously before that dangerous game, I thought about turning back and leaving, but if I decided to leave I wanted to get to the end of the hallway. I told myself I was crazy until I reached the door that was always closed.
Only a faint light on the side illuminated it when I observed that old and decaying door.
Everything was silent there except for some car exhausts passing by the street, taking advantage of the weak light, I examined my wallet looking for my makeup bag with cosmetics and gazing at myself in the mirror I painted my lips with bright red iridescent rouge, a bit of blush on my cheeks and done. Already I was there. The hallway was silent and when I arrived halfway through it was already quite dark, I stopped to perceive the peace of that silence and leaned against the wall with my back and lifted my head towards the sky looking at the stars that barely could be seen dimmed by the city lights on that hot summer night. I told myself I should go towards the door that led to the street because if someone came in or out of that closed door, I wouldn't have an explanation for my presence there. A bit nervous I headed towards the street while trying to muffle the sound of my high heels and kept the shawl in my wallet.
When I arrived at the street, I felt safer standing at the doorway of the hallway like waiting for someone and I felt safe despite everything and that made me calmer. A large and lush tree on the sidewalk gave more shade to the place. I thought about staying a bit longer and going back home but I discarded the idea because I felt activated. The mystery of my presence there standing still excited and seduced me, leaving me without willpower to leave. I thought it was still early and didn't know how much time I would be standing there when the cars and people of the night started moving. I felt my senses sharpening and my heart pounding with excitement and I felt my skin moist, not a leaf moved on the tree. I stayed looking at a light halfway down the street of Igualdad Street from which I noticed the only movement in a hotel for couples that operates there when I saw a man appear walking along the sidewalk where I was standing. When he saw me alone and in the darkness, he stopped in front of me to look at me closer and asked what I was doing there. I told him I was waiting for someone who would come to pick me up. Understanding he came closer and asked my name, I replied Graciela, which I later regretted because it's my second name and the true one, and I remembered to keep my incognito. Just then a car turned off from Igualdad and lit us up with its powerful headlights for just seconds. The man showed me he liked me when he praised how I was dressed and invited me to take a cigarette, which I accepted because I wanted to smoke. He said while lighting the cigarette very nicely and asked if I was new because I had never seen him around the area. I nodded and he told me respectfully that next time he would invite me to have something when he saw me again. I said okay, no dramas, and the man kept walking.
When I watched him walk away, I didn't feel any shame about having a short conversation with the stranger. Maybe because of the casual and clandestine place but everything was fine until then. To be honest, I really wanted to smoke and the heat was asking for a fresh drink urgently. Suddenly, I don't know where it came from, a dark truck appeared, its lights off when it stopped in front of me. Inside, you could see a masculine silhouette and the red glow of an lit cigarette. It made signs with its headlights and I just looked at it leaning on the corridor door. The man got out and approached me again. He asked my name for the second time and I replied automatically Gisella without thinking. He told me his name was Federico and that I was very pretty to be alone, inviting me to take something fresh somewhere else. To be honest, I didn't need much convincing because my thirst was pressing. When I sat next to him on the truck, my dress lifted up showing him generously my legs to the unknown man who was looking at me with great sympathy. He was an attractive middle-aged type who kept telling me that he always passed by that place but had never seen me before. I responded jokingly that maybe it was because it was so dark, and he laughed and didn't insist on the topic. Meanwhile, we had arrived at Parque Sarmiento and a block away from the Dante monument there's a very nice and fresh bar, but due to the heavy heat that night the bar was full of people. Federico parked the truck under the trees on the side street near the Avenue and told me we would take something inside the vehicle because there wasn't room in the bar and he got out to return later with two long drinks with fernet and coca and a lot of ice. We stayed chatting in the truck for a long time, talking about insignificant things and repeating the drink twice more. We had entered into confidence and I had taken off my shoes to feel more comfortable and as I laughed louder at his jokes I realized I was getting drunk from the drink. At one point I told him so and he replied that everything was fine, we were there to have fun and it was true. He just said that. The guy showed himself to be very confident in himself and that I liked about him.
I felt very relaxed and even more when he reclined the seat for me but started feeling like everything was spinning while his hands were exploring my body. He told me he loved my booty and breasts, I laughed out loud but was still conscious despite the dizziness. I felt excited by the caresses and told him it was time to go back because they would be looking for me. He agreed and we went back to the corner of Igualdad and San Martín. Federico asked if there were any problems with me accompanying him until they came to get me and I said no. We stayed listening to music while I observed that the nocturnal fauna was already in full swing in the area and cars drove by looking for fun. I let myself be carried away by the caresses. of the type but not trying to kiss me and sometimes I would turn my head looking at the dark hallway from where the man had lifted me up and the faint light at the back that was barely noticeable from the street while feeling him put his hands on me everywhere. I didn't understand what had triggered the trigger in my mind to be like this at that moment with that man in that place. Suddenly a strong gust of wind blew in from the earth and Federico told us to get out of there because a storm was approaching. Without me responding, he put the truck in gear and we left the area. When we crossed the Sarmiento bridge I didn't know where we were going nor did I ask him. I just leaned out the window for the wind to hit my face hard. The type took a side street that ended at Patria Avenue. When we arrived, heavy raindrops were already falling.
About six blocks further on, the truck entered a very large service station located under the level of the avenue. He parked it at the back and got out to bring me fresh soda but without any alcohol because I felt quite dizzy. I was looking at him from the truck that was heading towards an office next door where the attendant and a huge refrigerator were, in which about five or six young guys were drinking and joking with each other. They looked like they were from the neighborhood and Federico stayed chatting for a bit with them and laughing loudly. Then the employee handed him a bottle of soda and two glasses and he returned to the vehicle. I took only a sip and this time the type started caressing me more deeply. The avenue was flooded and it had started raining heavily along with hail. He asked if I wanted to have sex in the truck since we couldn't go to a quieter place, but I told him that it was uncomfortable besides the guys were aware because they weren't taking their eyes off the truck and joking with each other. The type told me he was going to see how Then he went again to the station employee, they talked for a bit and he came back to tell me everything was settled. He said there was an empty room above the station and the employee lent him the key so we could go there. I laughed happily at his offer and realized that by then anyone could take me to a narrow bathroom without insisting too much.
When I got off the truck, I stumbled in my heels, felt the dress clinging to my body, and Federico took my hand to help me up the wide stairs to the upper floor. I was trying to pull down my dress a bit because I thought the guys would be looking at my butt and that's what they did, as they exclaimed with approval and laughed. My casual companion opened the door with the key to a large empty room filled with bare window frames. My heels echoed loudly inside as he led me by the hand to a large window, which he opened to let in some air. When I felt a beautiful fresh breeze invade my body, I breathed deeply while feeling him taking off my dress. The fresh air from the window invaded my hot body and I leaned against the window. He grasped me tightly from behind with his arms while his hands caressed my breasts. I felt his warm chest through his open shirt pressed against my back, which was sticking to my skin, and he whispered in my ear that he had a good hot cock for me. I breathed heavily and closed my eyes completely surrendering. I felt like I was dreaming as the man nervously undid his pants. His fingers caressed my vulva from behind and pressed his hard cock against me. Then he quickly removed my thong to find the entrance of my vaginal orifice. I was wet when I felt him parting the lips of my vagina with his member, and I let out a sigh. The man told me that he wanted me There will be quiet and not even well did he enter his cock a little into me, he pushed it with force until the end, I shuddered a bit and started receiving his violent thrusts that hit my uterus. I don't know what happened, an instant orgasm came over me. It was a blazing flash like lightning that lit up the empty room. My moans echoed ending in that vastness while he told me to enjoy myself like a sexy girl, that I was a slut who sought cocks and things of that sort as he attacked me with force. That seemed to excite him more because he gave it to me harder.
I felt like I was trapped in a strange vortex that burned me and I didn't resist, only let myself be taken towards the bottom of a dark abyss that flashed like lightning and the rain that poured down in torrents.
In a moment, I felt it come out of me and he settled back in to receive it. I opened my legs wider but felt him pressing harder above, seeking the entrance to my Booty, he moistened it with something because he started pushing into my anal orifice as it dilated until I felt it completely inside me. Doing it from behind was noticeable that it made him come more and especially when he put his fingers in my now empty vagina that rubbed against his cock in my Booty. That made me let out a cry of pleasure and made me shhh to signal silence. After, he would take his fingers out and put them in my mouth for me to suck on them. He squeezed me hard and every time he thrust into me, it made me let out a moan. That excited him more and he told me to scream while he hit my ass hard with his body. The guy made me feel like a pleasure doll that he manipulated at will. I felt his warm hands all over my body and lost track of everything until suddenly I started perceiving that other strange hands were touching me. I looked back over my shoulder and saw a young boy from the ones below. That was acariciando my tits from behind, mine, while the other had me penetrated. What could I say in that situation and more when the guy told the young man to touch my pussy and get his fingers inside it. The boy bent down a bit and pressed himself against my body in front of him as his hands explored my sex.
Federico or whatever his name asked the young man if he felt with his fingers inside my pussy like his cock was filling my ass. The boy said yes, that I was getting turned on, replied Federico. The guy celebrated and told me to kiss the boy while watching us over my shoulder. The boy brought his lips to mine and received his kiss.
Federico started moving frantically, trying to get another orgasm out of me. While I was finishing like a beast, the boy kept kissing me. I screamed loudly, although it echoed in the vast empty hall. The guy pulled out and told the other to take me. For an instant, I felt indecisive but they didn't give me time to react.
The one who had brought me said to the dude to get behind me and grab my ass while hugging me from the front, asking me to bend down a bit for him to receive the boy. I pressed against his waist as I felt the hole of my Booty receiving the stranger, with thunder and lightning illuminating that darkness with their ghostly colors. The sound of sweat dripping could be heard when the bodies separated and came together again.
The new occupant was moving well but Federico told him to do it harder, that I liked it hard, and he said for me to tell him that. I just replied yes and the boy moved hard, taking away an orgasm from me. My head was spinning and Federico enjoyed my pleasure while caressing me tenderly.
The uterine contractions of my orgasm made the boy start cumming until he poured all his warm cum into my intestines. Then he pulled out and exclaimed satisfied that he had gotten off with a polvazo. Federico held me tightly and asked if I wanted more blowjobs. I felt weak and didn't respond anything. My legs were trembling and he made me lie down on the floor. The boy had left but another one had entered, naked, approaching me. I couldn't see him well in the darkness but noticed he was positioning himself in front of me. Federico put my back against the parquet floor and lifted my legs high to receive the new guest inside my vagina.
Federico held my legs while looking at the boy taking me and told me this one had a cock flower, I couldn't look because of the position but felt it well, noticing the other boy was uncomfortable because he couldn't move freely. Then I adjusted my legs on his shoulders so he could put it all the way inside my hot hole. I have experience doing this with others and my husband, but this type treated me like his own and the most unusual thing I obeyed at that height only driven by an irrepressible need to enjoy. Both boys celebrated each time they ripped out screams from me. The boy came quickly with my movements. When he left me and Federico told him to bring the other two, the dude went silently downstairs.
Federico hugged me on the floor, holding me against his chest and giving me soft caresses. I told him they were going to kill me and he smiled, telling me not to worry, that I was in good hands. The type was fluctuating, sometimes tender and sometimes possessive, maybe to disorient me. He pressed me tightly while moving smoothly inside my vagina again. He whispered in my ear that he loved a hot woman like me, wanted to have me as his slut, called me foxy and other flattery.
I felt anesthetized. When the other two boys came up, he made them take turns behind each other. With me and when the two of them finished, he fired us. When we were alone, he asked if I had enjoyed it, and I said yes. Then he told me to take the old one too, referring to the station employee because he had told me that the deal was that he would lend the room if they let him have sex with me too. He said he had behaved well with his gesture because he was risking his job and it was fair that he got to have a little fun. He said the poor guy didn't deserve to be treated like that and I should call him by the window for him to come up. I asked for his name and he told me Rafael. When I got up and crossed the room naked, my legs were in the air. I looked out the window and saw that there were two of the guys left with him. When he heard his name from the window, he came running. The guys stayed to relieve each other until he was free. I went back with Federico who had turned out to be a perfect pervert who enjoyed the situation and I was his tool for use. The other man entered the room and approached us. Federico told me to stand up so he could look at the guy. The dim light showed my still-palpitating body and my temporary owner was telling the other if he liked the girl about to be screwed. The man just smiled while looking at how Federico was caressing me. He said I should touch my breasts and I felt a certain tremor in his hands as he caressed my still-sweaty body. I brought my hand to his zipper and his cock felt very hard. The hasty man took off his pants. Federico was holding onto me from behind and pulling me towards the approaching man who was frantically searching for my hole. Federico lifted up my right leg high to receive him. While he was screwing me, I made sounds of pleasure with my mouth, and I was gently caressing his head and watching as he enjoyed my body. When he started to rush it, I pressed him against my chest so he could come well. He was making sporadic movements while pouring out his warm cum that was starting to drizzle... my left leg when I was pulling it out satisfied. It turned out to be attractive in Federico who had not finished with me yet and told Rafael to stay for a while to see how I made my Booty.
I already felt like any girl who would do anything with those men, and I lent myself again to take another masculine presence. I had already adapted to the man's requirements that night and it was a long screw that made me come a long orgasm that exploded with force inside me. I didn't feel it just in my orifices but it ran through my whole body like an electric vibration of much pleasure that ended in a soft moan from me.
After cum, the two men went downstairs talking. He told me to wait and I stayed alone in that dark vastness while the lightning continued to illuminate the sky in almost Dante-like fashion. Then Federico came back and took me downstairs to bathe in the employee bathroom because they had a shower. While I was getting wet with warm water, I felt my calm coming back. The dizziness was going away and I stayed for a long time under the water. When I got out of the shower, I noticed my vulva swollen and red with a small burning sensation. Then I dressed up again.
When I came out of the bathroom, Federico was waiting for me. When I approached him, I flashed him a smile to show him that there were no problems from my side about what had happened. We got into the truck, it wasn't raining anymore and had cooled down a bit. When we left the station, I waved goodbye to the employee who was staying behind. While going down to the center, I finished drying my hair in the air vent of the truck while humming a melodic theme that was playing on the audio equipment of the vehicle. Federico drove in silence. He had asked me where he should take me and I told him where I found myself. When we arrived at the corners of Igualdad and San Martín, we said goodbye. and he told me that another night he would come to look for me around here. When the truck I had gotten out of left, two transvestites were standing on the corner looking at me without saying anything. I took my shawl out of my purse because it had cooled off a bit and I stood up again in the dark hallway. As all the summer storm had passed like it had arrived and the street had dried up from the heat still left in the cement.
While thinking about going home, a car stopped with a large man on board who invited me to get out when I approached the window but I told him I was already going to sleep and we agreed for another day. I stayed standing in the dark hallway for a while to finish my cigarette and then I looked out onto the street, the transvestites on the corner where there was light looked at me and asked if I wanted a taxi, I said yes and one of them told me to go half a block because there was a taxi that had stopped. I thanked them and walked until the taxi. I asked if it was free and he said yes so I got in the car. The taxi driver started telling me that the storm had been strong and that even trees had been knocked down, I nodded without listening while thinking that as we were getting farther away from the place the goblins of the night were evaporating. They were the nocturnal spirits that had gathered in the dark hallway to summon me to deliver myself to them in their dark ritual of sex to which I had been a special guest of the night with the offering of my body. They were those dark entities that wander through nights hidden in the most sordid places, telling me they would be there waiting for me when I wanted to find them again because they had chosen me to carry their mark of belonging. The circle had closed. The pact had been celebrated on a dark altar of forbidden sex known only to them and me.
Later, when I was already home submerged in the warm water of the bathtub, I felt an inner peace that deeply invaded me like a dream. The genies were no longer in my mind, only the soft music from the equipment in the calm of my home.
Another Friday night, on February 4th this year, we had gone to dinner with my husband to Il Gatto on Avenida Colón, when we left the parking lot in the car, Edu slowly headed towards the hot zone and we took a few turns around the streets. We were walking without speaking, only listening to the music from the car. As was customary, he later turned onto Igualdad and doubled back at San Martín and I looked as we passed by the dark hallway. There was no one there. I remembered seeing a female silhouette standing in the dark hallway some time ago but I didn't see her again on subsequent passes. I could notice that the dim light from the background was on. I understood it as a sign for me, knowing they were waiting for me until I decided to go back again. I curled up against my husband's protective body and kissed him sweetly. As we were leaving the place towards our home, I could understand why no one stopped at night in that hallway. It was my place.
I'll tell you next time if I went back to the place again, but that will be another story that I'll reveal only if you believe that night holds unconfessable mysteries that we'll never understand.
When we would go for a walk some night with Edu, my husband, and return home in the car after a normal outing, when it was already midnight, I would ask him to take me on a spin around the hot zone as he understood my request, he would slowly march towards the red or hot zone of Córdoba city that like every big city has in its central peripheries. From our bubble-like car we observed the nocturnal visitors parading down the street, all those beings that are not seen by day. The prostitutes and transvestites offering themselves to occasional clients, those who attend the non-saintly clubs of the zone, the husbands on the prowl seeking casual sex, the marginals wandering silently.
Watching that nightlife exhilarated me and as we circulated in the car, I didn't miss any detail of what was happening on those little-traveled streets. I felt inside that these strolls excited me very strongly sexually and my husband gave notice to it, satisfying my whims when he would stop for a while so I could observe the passersby more closely. I would tell him that I was attracted to a dark alleyway on San Martín street at 500 where sometimes a feminine silhouette would take refuge from indiscreet glances and only be seen when some car lights illuminated it. It was a perfect place for a dark and sordid awakening, silent witness to momentary sexual transactions. I fantasized that this was the place that attracted me and told my husband, companion of my desires, while he laughed compassionately sharing My secrets.
Some times when I was free in Rentas for some tax formalities, I would remember that the corridor left off the street Rivera Indarte where the main building of Rentas is located. Sometimes picked by a morbid curiosity, I passed by the corridor during the day to take a good look at it, it's narrow and long, there's a door at the back that's always closed and an iron staircase that connects to some place in the middle of the corridor. I couldn't appreciate more details on my fleeting visits because during the day it's a frantic hustle of people working and circulating. Although with sunlight it doesn't have the magic of night, I thought that during the day its goblins are sleeping and only wake up when night arrives.
Last summer, precisely on Friday January 19th, 2024, we had an argument with my husband just before his work trip due to a small thing of mine. When he left, I cried inconsolably regretful of our said and thought how silly I was. He had gone off quite angry because of my unknown whereabouts in me and I understood because I'm not used to reacting this way, but since I would be away from home all weekend because I would only return on Monday, I felt bitter. That same Friday afternoon, my friend Gladis came to visit me at home and as in any women's chat, we talked about these things, so I confided in her about my argument with my husband. She told me not to worry, to leave my sadness aside, that it would pass and that I should try to get out and have some fun for a change. We looked at each other complicitly because she understood her suggestive message but I said I didn't have anyone to go out with and she told me not to be silly, that I couldn't do any harm going out and meeting someone and if it led to a good shag, everything would be fine, total touch and go. I told her she was right, that the idea wasn't bad and my friend made me promise her that that night I would go dancing at... any side since she had to go out with her boyfriend unless I would have made fun of her for going out together to have fun. It amused me that Gladis's advice because Gladis usually doesn't talk about those things with me. As I promised her that night, I would throw away my high heel as she advised me, we laughed a lot and opened a bottle of champagne to toast like two good friends. After a while the bubbles got a bit stuck in our heads and we were laughing out loud at our funny moments. Around eight Gladis said goodbye to me because she had to go home to get ready for her date that night. When we gave each other a kiss on the doorstep, we promised to keep the pact of friends and she left. When I was alone, I threw myself onto a couch to watch TV for a bit but I wasn't concentrating on the program. As if it were an obsession, the idea of casual adventure kept spinning in my head, so I put some fun music on the stereo and danced by myself for a bit while taking a whiskey to cheer up, then I relaxed on the couch for a bit as the drink took effect. Around ten at night, I got into a hot tub to get rid of the dizziness and then wrapped myself in a towel to look out the window at the street. It was very hot and humid, everything felt sticky and I went to the closet to choose what to wear. I looked for something fresh to put on and without hesitating much, I separated a green fluorescent dress with fine straps and a decent cutout in front that made it ideal for going out to dance at a bowling alley. When I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror of the closet to see how the dress looked, I noticed it was quite tight and fitted on my body but it looked excellent to me despite being so attention-grabbing. I decided to pair it with a pair of transparent acrylic platforms that barely hugged my foot with only two black straps crossed on the instep. I perfumed myself with Oscar de la Renta exquisite, although I regretted it for being imported and put on a very light makeup given the extreme heat and humidity in the environment, painted my eyelids dark to emphasize my green eyes and well-defined contours but did not apply lipstick to my lips. When I was ready, I sat on a high stool with my legs crossed in front of the large mirror in the living room and looked at myself while finishing my drink.
Only the candelabra on a small table was lit as I observed myself in the mirror, when suddenly the gong of the wall clock that marked midnight startled me. The metallic sound of the clock rang out like an order and I felt it as a command, sensing it in my stomach which had a slight twisting, feeling butterflies in my belly and realized that night was calling to me.
I was alone and knew that whatever happened that night would remain only in my secret. I searched for a lightweight black wool shawl with large mesh stitching to cover my neckline on my way out of the house. I adjusted my hair last in front of the mirror and liked my look. In the final glance, I noticed that the dress was quite short and accentuated my booty too much but there was no time to find another outfit. So I took a bag with long straps and left the house. I rushed quickly to the corner of the house to wait for a taxi. Luckily one came soon and when I got in, the driver asked me where I was going. I told him resolutely a direction and we arrived in no more than ten minutes. I paid the man and got out of the car. I was just on the corners of Igualdad and San Martín streets in the center of Córdoba, in the red zone although it was still early because there wasn't much movement yet. The street in that sector was dark and the air was very heavy. I turned onto San Martín Street, swaying slightly without much effort. I forced myself up the height of my tacazos and when I crossed the street perpendicularly towards the hallway of my fantasies, a car with two guys passed by who yelled sexy girl at me and I don't know what else.
When I got to the sidewalk, I first stopped in the darkness of the hallway but didn't know what to do there. I sensed that my luck was cast, felt like I had burned my boats and there was no return. I was already located there, no longer as an observer but as the main actress of my adventure. I supposed what could happen with me dressed like this alone in that darkness and hot zone, but I wasn't afraid, I felt calm because nobody was going to force me to do anything I didn't want to.
Despite being a little nervous about the momentary solitude and the novelty of the situation, I thought about my friend Gladis who wouldn't imagine that I was at that moment in the prostitution area like one of many waiting for some guy to approach them, nor did I understand it myself but something strong was pushing me from inside and making me feel excited.
It was a strange sensation that invaded me, and unlike how I normally am, I saw the lights of a car that lit me up as it turned the corner, I looked at the occupant who I couldn't make out well, but the car kept going like nothing. I looked towards the dark hallway behind me and something led me to explore it.
As I walked trying not to make a sound, I felt a mix of fear and excitement, my stomach twisted voluptuously before that dangerous game, I thought about turning back and leaving, but if I decided to leave I wanted to get to the end of the hallway. I told myself I was crazy until I reached the door that was always closed.
Only a faint light on the side illuminated it when I observed that old and decaying door.
Everything was silent there except for some car exhausts passing by the street, taking advantage of the weak light, I examined my wallet looking for my makeup bag with cosmetics and gazing at myself in the mirror I painted my lips with bright red iridescent rouge, a bit of blush on my cheeks and done. Already I was there. The hallway was silent and when I arrived halfway through it was already quite dark, I stopped to perceive the peace of that silence and leaned against the wall with my back and lifted my head towards the sky looking at the stars that barely could be seen dimmed by the city lights on that hot summer night. I told myself I should go towards the door that led to the street because if someone came in or out of that closed door, I wouldn't have an explanation for my presence there. A bit nervous I headed towards the street while trying to muffle the sound of my high heels and kept the shawl in my wallet.
When I arrived at the street, I felt safer standing at the doorway of the hallway like waiting for someone and I felt safe despite everything and that made me calmer. A large and lush tree on the sidewalk gave more shade to the place. I thought about staying a bit longer and going back home but I discarded the idea because I felt activated. The mystery of my presence there standing still excited and seduced me, leaving me without willpower to leave. I thought it was still early and didn't know how much time I would be standing there when the cars and people of the night started moving. I felt my senses sharpening and my heart pounding with excitement and I felt my skin moist, not a leaf moved on the tree. I stayed looking at a light halfway down the street of Igualdad Street from which I noticed the only movement in a hotel for couples that operates there when I saw a man appear walking along the sidewalk where I was standing. When he saw me alone and in the darkness, he stopped in front of me to look at me closer and asked what I was doing there. I told him I was waiting for someone who would come to pick me up. Understanding he came closer and asked my name, I replied Graciela, which I later regretted because it's my second name and the true one, and I remembered to keep my incognito. Just then a car turned off from Igualdad and lit us up with its powerful headlights for just seconds. The man showed me he liked me when he praised how I was dressed and invited me to take a cigarette, which I accepted because I wanted to smoke. He said while lighting the cigarette very nicely and asked if I was new because I had never seen him around the area. I nodded and he told me respectfully that next time he would invite me to have something when he saw me again. I said okay, no dramas, and the man kept walking.
When I watched him walk away, I didn't feel any shame about having a short conversation with the stranger. Maybe because of the casual and clandestine place but everything was fine until then. To be honest, I really wanted to smoke and the heat was asking for a fresh drink urgently. Suddenly, I don't know where it came from, a dark truck appeared, its lights off when it stopped in front of me. Inside, you could see a masculine silhouette and the red glow of an lit cigarette. It made signs with its headlights and I just looked at it leaning on the corridor door. The man got out and approached me again. He asked my name for the second time and I replied automatically Gisella without thinking. He told me his name was Federico and that I was very pretty to be alone, inviting me to take something fresh somewhere else. To be honest, I didn't need much convincing because my thirst was pressing. When I sat next to him on the truck, my dress lifted up showing him generously my legs to the unknown man who was looking at me with great sympathy. He was an attractive middle-aged type who kept telling me that he always passed by that place but had never seen me before. I responded jokingly that maybe it was because it was so dark, and he laughed and didn't insist on the topic. Meanwhile, we had arrived at Parque Sarmiento and a block away from the Dante monument there's a very nice and fresh bar, but due to the heavy heat that night the bar was full of people. Federico parked the truck under the trees on the side street near the Avenue and told me we would take something inside the vehicle because there wasn't room in the bar and he got out to return later with two long drinks with fernet and coca and a lot of ice. We stayed chatting in the truck for a long time, talking about insignificant things and repeating the drink twice more. We had entered into confidence and I had taken off my shoes to feel more comfortable and as I laughed louder at his jokes I realized I was getting drunk from the drink. At one point I told him so and he replied that everything was fine, we were there to have fun and it was true. He just said that. The guy showed himself to be very confident in himself and that I liked about him.
I felt very relaxed and even more when he reclined the seat for me but started feeling like everything was spinning while his hands were exploring my body. He told me he loved my booty and breasts, I laughed out loud but was still conscious despite the dizziness. I felt excited by the caresses and told him it was time to go back because they would be looking for me. He agreed and we went back to the corner of Igualdad and San Martín. Federico asked if there were any problems with me accompanying him until they came to get me and I said no. We stayed listening to music while I observed that the nocturnal fauna was already in full swing in the area and cars drove by looking for fun. I let myself be carried away by the caresses. of the type but not trying to kiss me and sometimes I would turn my head looking at the dark hallway from where the man had lifted me up and the faint light at the back that was barely noticeable from the street while feeling him put his hands on me everywhere. I didn't understand what had triggered the trigger in my mind to be like this at that moment with that man in that place. Suddenly a strong gust of wind blew in from the earth and Federico told us to get out of there because a storm was approaching. Without me responding, he put the truck in gear and we left the area. When we crossed the Sarmiento bridge I didn't know where we were going nor did I ask him. I just leaned out the window for the wind to hit my face hard. The type took a side street that ended at Patria Avenue. When we arrived, heavy raindrops were already falling.
About six blocks further on, the truck entered a very large service station located under the level of the avenue. He parked it at the back and got out to bring me fresh soda but without any alcohol because I felt quite dizzy. I was looking at him from the truck that was heading towards an office next door where the attendant and a huge refrigerator were, in which about five or six young guys were drinking and joking with each other. They looked like they were from the neighborhood and Federico stayed chatting for a bit with them and laughing loudly. Then the employee handed him a bottle of soda and two glasses and he returned to the vehicle. I took only a sip and this time the type started caressing me more deeply. The avenue was flooded and it had started raining heavily along with hail. He asked if I wanted to have sex in the truck since we couldn't go to a quieter place, but I told him that it was uncomfortable besides the guys were aware because they weren't taking their eyes off the truck and joking with each other. The type told me he was going to see how Then he went again to the station employee, they talked for a bit and he came back to tell me everything was settled. He said there was an empty room above the station and the employee lent him the key so we could go there. I laughed happily at his offer and realized that by then anyone could take me to a narrow bathroom without insisting too much.
When I got off the truck, I stumbled in my heels, felt the dress clinging to my body, and Federico took my hand to help me up the wide stairs to the upper floor. I was trying to pull down my dress a bit because I thought the guys would be looking at my butt and that's what they did, as they exclaimed with approval and laughed. My casual companion opened the door with the key to a large empty room filled with bare window frames. My heels echoed loudly inside as he led me by the hand to a large window, which he opened to let in some air. When I felt a beautiful fresh breeze invade my body, I breathed deeply while feeling him taking off my dress. The fresh air from the window invaded my hot body and I leaned against the window. He grasped me tightly from behind with his arms while his hands caressed my breasts. I felt his warm chest through his open shirt pressed against my back, which was sticking to my skin, and he whispered in my ear that he had a good hot cock for me. I breathed heavily and closed my eyes completely surrendering. I felt like I was dreaming as the man nervously undid his pants. His fingers caressed my vulva from behind and pressed his hard cock against me. Then he quickly removed my thong to find the entrance of my vaginal orifice. I was wet when I felt him parting the lips of my vagina with his member, and I let out a sigh. The man told me that he wanted me There will be quiet and not even well did he enter his cock a little into me, he pushed it with force until the end, I shuddered a bit and started receiving his violent thrusts that hit my uterus. I don't know what happened, an instant orgasm came over me. It was a blazing flash like lightning that lit up the empty room. My moans echoed ending in that vastness while he told me to enjoy myself like a sexy girl, that I was a slut who sought cocks and things of that sort as he attacked me with force. That seemed to excite him more because he gave it to me harder.
I felt like I was trapped in a strange vortex that burned me and I didn't resist, only let myself be taken towards the bottom of a dark abyss that flashed like lightning and the rain that poured down in torrents.
In a moment, I felt it come out of me and he settled back in to receive it. I opened my legs wider but felt him pressing harder above, seeking the entrance to my Booty, he moistened it with something because he started pushing into my anal orifice as it dilated until I felt it completely inside me. Doing it from behind was noticeable that it made him come more and especially when he put his fingers in my now empty vagina that rubbed against his cock in my Booty. That made me let out a cry of pleasure and made me shhh to signal silence. After, he would take his fingers out and put them in my mouth for me to suck on them. He squeezed me hard and every time he thrust into me, it made me let out a moan. That excited him more and he told me to scream while he hit my ass hard with his body. The guy made me feel like a pleasure doll that he manipulated at will. I felt his warm hands all over my body and lost track of everything until suddenly I started perceiving that other strange hands were touching me. I looked back over my shoulder and saw a young boy from the ones below. That was acariciando my tits from behind, mine, while the other had me penetrated. What could I say in that situation and more when the guy told the young man to touch my pussy and get his fingers inside it. The boy bent down a bit and pressed himself against my body in front of him as his hands explored my sex.
Federico or whatever his name asked the young man if he felt with his fingers inside my pussy like his cock was filling my ass. The boy said yes, that I was getting turned on, replied Federico. The guy celebrated and told me to kiss the boy while watching us over my shoulder. The boy brought his lips to mine and received his kiss.
Federico started moving frantically, trying to get another orgasm out of me. While I was finishing like a beast, the boy kept kissing me. I screamed loudly, although it echoed in the vast empty hall. The guy pulled out and told the other to take me. For an instant, I felt indecisive but they didn't give me time to react.
The one who had brought me said to the dude to get behind me and grab my ass while hugging me from the front, asking me to bend down a bit for him to receive the boy. I pressed against his waist as I felt the hole of my Booty receiving the stranger, with thunder and lightning illuminating that darkness with their ghostly colors. The sound of sweat dripping could be heard when the bodies separated and came together again.
The new occupant was moving well but Federico told him to do it harder, that I liked it hard, and he said for me to tell him that. I just replied yes and the boy moved hard, taking away an orgasm from me. My head was spinning and Federico enjoyed my pleasure while caressing me tenderly.
The uterine contractions of my orgasm made the boy start cumming until he poured all his warm cum into my intestines. Then he pulled out and exclaimed satisfied that he had gotten off with a polvazo. Federico held me tightly and asked if I wanted more blowjobs. I felt weak and didn't respond anything. My legs were trembling and he made me lie down on the floor. The boy had left but another one had entered, naked, approaching me. I couldn't see him well in the darkness but noticed he was positioning himself in front of me. Federico put my back against the parquet floor and lifted my legs high to receive the new guest inside my vagina.
Federico held my legs while looking at the boy taking me and told me this one had a cock flower, I couldn't look because of the position but felt it well, noticing the other boy was uncomfortable because he couldn't move freely. Then I adjusted my legs on his shoulders so he could put it all the way inside my hot hole. I have experience doing this with others and my husband, but this type treated me like his own and the most unusual thing I obeyed at that height only driven by an irrepressible need to enjoy. Both boys celebrated each time they ripped out screams from me. The boy came quickly with my movements. When he left me and Federico told him to bring the other two, the dude went silently downstairs.
Federico hugged me on the floor, holding me against his chest and giving me soft caresses. I told him they were going to kill me and he smiled, telling me not to worry, that I was in good hands. The type was fluctuating, sometimes tender and sometimes possessive, maybe to disorient me. He pressed me tightly while moving smoothly inside my vagina again. He whispered in my ear that he loved a hot woman like me, wanted to have me as his slut, called me foxy and other flattery.
I felt anesthetized. When the other two boys came up, he made them take turns behind each other. With me and when the two of them finished, he fired us. When we were alone, he asked if I had enjoyed it, and I said yes. Then he told me to take the old one too, referring to the station employee because he had told me that the deal was that he would lend the room if they let him have sex with me too. He said he had behaved well with his gesture because he was risking his job and it was fair that he got to have a little fun. He said the poor guy didn't deserve to be treated like that and I should call him by the window for him to come up. I asked for his name and he told me Rafael. When I got up and crossed the room naked, my legs were in the air. I looked out the window and saw that there were two of the guys left with him. When he heard his name from the window, he came running. The guys stayed to relieve each other until he was free. I went back with Federico who had turned out to be a perfect pervert who enjoyed the situation and I was his tool for use. The other man entered the room and approached us. Federico told me to stand up so he could look at the guy. The dim light showed my still-palpitating body and my temporary owner was telling the other if he liked the girl about to be screwed. The man just smiled while looking at how Federico was caressing me. He said I should touch my breasts and I felt a certain tremor in his hands as he caressed my still-sweaty body. I brought my hand to his zipper and his cock felt very hard. The hasty man took off his pants. Federico was holding onto me from behind and pulling me towards the approaching man who was frantically searching for my hole. Federico lifted up my right leg high to receive him. While he was screwing me, I made sounds of pleasure with my mouth, and I was gently caressing his head and watching as he enjoyed my body. When he started to rush it, I pressed him against my chest so he could come well. He was making sporadic movements while pouring out his warm cum that was starting to drizzle... my left leg when I was pulling it out satisfied. It turned out to be attractive in Federico who had not finished with me yet and told Rafael to stay for a while to see how I made my Booty.
I already felt like any girl who would do anything with those men, and I lent myself again to take another masculine presence. I had already adapted to the man's requirements that night and it was a long screw that made me come a long orgasm that exploded with force inside me. I didn't feel it just in my orifices but it ran through my whole body like an electric vibration of much pleasure that ended in a soft moan from me.
After cum, the two men went downstairs talking. He told me to wait and I stayed alone in that dark vastness while the lightning continued to illuminate the sky in almost Dante-like fashion. Then Federico came back and took me downstairs to bathe in the employee bathroom because they had a shower. While I was getting wet with warm water, I felt my calm coming back. The dizziness was going away and I stayed for a long time under the water. When I got out of the shower, I noticed my vulva swollen and red with a small burning sensation. Then I dressed up again.
When I came out of the bathroom, Federico was waiting for me. When I approached him, I flashed him a smile to show him that there were no problems from my side about what had happened. We got into the truck, it wasn't raining anymore and had cooled down a bit. When we left the station, I waved goodbye to the employee who was staying behind. While going down to the center, I finished drying my hair in the air vent of the truck while humming a melodic theme that was playing on the audio equipment of the vehicle. Federico drove in silence. He had asked me where he should take me and I told him where I found myself. When we arrived at the corners of Igualdad and San Martín, we said goodbye. and he told me that another night he would come to look for me around here. When the truck I had gotten out of left, two transvestites were standing on the corner looking at me without saying anything. I took my shawl out of my purse because it had cooled off a bit and I stood up again in the dark hallway. As all the summer storm had passed like it had arrived and the street had dried up from the heat still left in the cement.
While thinking about going home, a car stopped with a large man on board who invited me to get out when I approached the window but I told him I was already going to sleep and we agreed for another day. I stayed standing in the dark hallway for a while to finish my cigarette and then I looked out onto the street, the transvestites on the corner where there was light looked at me and asked if I wanted a taxi, I said yes and one of them told me to go half a block because there was a taxi that had stopped. I thanked them and walked until the taxi. I asked if it was free and he said yes so I got in the car. The taxi driver started telling me that the storm had been strong and that even trees had been knocked down, I nodded without listening while thinking that as we were getting farther away from the place the goblins of the night were evaporating. They were the nocturnal spirits that had gathered in the dark hallway to summon me to deliver myself to them in their dark ritual of sex to which I had been a special guest of the night with the offering of my body. They were those dark entities that wander through nights hidden in the most sordid places, telling me they would be there waiting for me when I wanted to find them again because they had chosen me to carry their mark of belonging. The circle had closed. The pact had been celebrated on a dark altar of forbidden sex known only to them and me.
Later, when I was already home submerged in the warm water of the bathtub, I felt an inner peace that deeply invaded me like a dream. The genies were no longer in my mind, only the soft music from the equipment in the calm of my home.
Another Friday night, on February 4th this year, we had gone to dinner with my husband to Il Gatto on Avenida Colón, when we left the parking lot in the car, Edu slowly headed towards the hot zone and we took a few turns around the streets. We were walking without speaking, only listening to the music from the car. As was customary, he later turned onto Igualdad and doubled back at San Martín and I looked as we passed by the dark hallway. There was no one there. I remembered seeing a female silhouette standing in the dark hallway some time ago but I didn't see her again on subsequent passes. I could notice that the dim light from the background was on. I understood it as a sign for me, knowing they were waiting for me until I decided to go back again. I curled up against my husband's protective body and kissed him sweetly. As we were leaving the place towards our home, I could understand why no one stopped at night in that hallway. It was my place.
I'll tell you next time if I went back to the place again, but that will be another story that I'll reveal only if you believe that night holds unconfessable mysteries that we'll never understand.
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