In the city

She walks through the narrow street, her heels navigating the cobble stones with some difficulty. The yellow glow of the street lights is softened by the evening fog, which had snaked its way into the city from the river. She feels the cold wind up her skirt, and shivers inadvertently, as she is wearing no panties. Her garter belt hugs her hips snugly and her nipples strain against the material of her bra.

She looks at her watch and realises she is, as usual, late. It has always been her prerogative in life. She walks on, faster now, towards the arch, leading into the oldest district of the city. Suddenly, a hand shoots out from the darkness, grabs her arm, and reels her in.

She looks into her blue eyes, as she feels her mouth covering hers with urgent kisses, her warm tongue penetrating her lips. She is thrust against the old brick wall, her lover's mouth hungrily at her neck, sliding down, as she hurriedly undoes her blouse. She rests her hand on her blond long hair and arches her back as her lover releases her breasts from the cups of her black lace bra. The autumn chill caresses her nipples, and she gasps as her lover's tongue sweeps across her right nipple, flicking it insistently. She is aroused, by the cold, by the silence and the darkness surrounding them, the way the bricks chafe her back, the warmth of her lover's body pressing against her, the heat of their love. She starts to moan as her lover's mouth tugs slightly on her nipples, sucking and nibbling on them playfully.

Her lover's head comes up again and they kiss hungrily, knowing that they need to move fast now, in case of passers-by.

Her lover sweeps up her right leg, wrapping it around her hip; her lover's free then hand travels up the wrap skirt, up her thigh, her excitement evident in her every move.

Her lover's fingers spread her engorged pussy, and two fingers push roughly inside, as she gasps. She grinds her hips towards them and back into the wall, pumping faster down onto her hand, moaning hungrily, while enjoying her kisses.

She is about to come, when her lover removes her hand, and kneels down in front of her. She grabs her hair, knowing what is about to come next. Her lover plunges her tongue deep into her pussy, probing, licking, lapping. Her lover's tongue slides up and down her clit, her fingers fucking her wetness.

By now she is ready to explode, and she comes, the intenseness throbbing throughout her body, exhilarating her senses.

The city's silence is broken by her long gasp.