Smut Sewage
It was a warm summer, and Karina pulled a light jacket onto her shoulders. She was walking slowly down the street, not expecting at all to meet a maniac. Distracted by nature, Karina heard shuffling footsteps behind her only a few minutes later. She was immediately seized with fear and panic. She tried to escape from the pursuer at full speed, but the stranger caught up with her, clasping her thin hand. Karina struggled to kick him, but the man didn’t react. It was as if he was made of stone. Remembering her father’s self-defense advice, Karina struck the stranger in his groin, but he immediately repaid her by hitting her cheek fiercely. She didn’t expect this blow and stumbled, falling down into the darkness, not even realizing what happened.
She found herself at the bottom of a pit and felt an unpleasant odor of feces. Karina noticed a sewer nearby. Despite some muck softening her landing, Karina’s fall was shocking. She could not get up. But it was nothing serious.
Somewhere near her, she heard the familiar steps of the maniac who had pursued her before. Karina felt a biting sensation in her eyes, and they were filled with tears. She resigned herself to the fate of being raped and closed her eyes, knowing what was going to happen. All of a sudden the footsteps ceased, and there was silence.
Karina opened her eyes and saw her would-be rapist lying in a pile of the same stinking muck she was lying on. Karina blinked in surprise, not aware of who her savior was. Seeing a male silhouette appearing from the darkness, Karina was filled with an unusual sexual languor, as if she knew this masculine silhouette.
Karina no longer felt fear. She yearned to touch this man’s torso and thank him for the way he stood up for her. Despite the fact that almost no light penetrated into the sewer, Karina recognized the defender. It was her former lover, Alberto. Previously, they had an easy love affair. But, it was over when Alberto joined the police department, The Bureau of Investigation. Their romance was distracting him from his serious work, and he had to break up with Karina.
“Hey.” Alberto smirked at her, gently biting his lower lip. For some reason, he was struggling not to laugh while Karina was eyeing him with her mouth open. “Who knew that our paths would cross again?” he voiced, looking at her with an intense blazing gaze.
Karina remembered this burning gaze when she and Alberto were together. Alberto’s eyes studied her intensely as their master talked dirty phrases to Karina, making a great effort to turn her on. From those memories, Karina’s got goosebumps all over her body, and Alberto’s voice still sounded inside her.
What other explanation could there be to describe him? He was a Spaniard, a hot macho. He was a terrific lover. And what sex they had! It used to be a sexual act to the point of exhaustion, till Alberto fell on Karina like a completely squeezed orange. They fucked for so long as if it was the last day on Earth. They enjoyed life to the fullest and rejoiced at multiple orgasms.
It was all in the past.
“Yes, our paths cross again.” Karina’s voice was rattled as she tried not to seem wounded. After all, she was still angry at Alberto for abandoning her. “Were you watching me?! I thought it was over and we parted ways.” She broke out, no intention of being a maid for his new entertainment.
“You know it yourself that I’m still working as a policeman and I have been on the trail of this maniac for a month. And he chose you as his next victim. Thank God I was on time! Otherwise…” Alberto’s voice suddenly shook, as if he had experienced everything that had happened with her. He wasn’t indifferent to Karina, and she somehow knew it.
Maybe she still dreamed for everything to resume its normal course.
“I cannot express my heartfelt gratitude for your help,” Karina thanked Alberto, handing him her hand and waiting for the same gesture in return. “Help me up. I cannot think with the smell of this stinky crap in my nose!”
“And why should you think, Karina? You should just relax,” Alberto said, sitting on his haunches and searching for something in Karina’s indigo eyes. It felt as if he was fucking Karina with his chocolate eyes and her throat felt cramped from the tension. She recalled their magnificent sex, after which only their screams and cries could be heard in the room. And then it would start all over again. Karina couldn’t even remember how many times per day it was.
“What are you hinting at, weirdo?” She had to get out of the pit. The stench penetrated every cell of her body. How could Alberto stare at her that way when she smelled like sewage? It seemed as if he didn’t care.
“I’m hinting that I missed you,” Alberto mumbled, contemplating the beauty of his ex-girlfriend and regretting about their parting. Seeing her bruised from the hands of a maniac and the traces of excrement on her skin, he suddenly pulled back. “There is water somewhere here. I’ll go and get it. Don’t get up. You probably broke a rib when you fell into this shit.”
Alberto disappeared into the darkness, but Karina didn’t plan on listening to him. Somehow, she got up with difficulty, digging her hands into the ground and contemplating getting away. But then she plopped down into the muck as her hand slid off the rough surface. Alberto heard her scream and rushed back, worried about her condition. Now observing Karina lying in the same mire, Alberto burst out laughing.
“It would be better if you helped me up than cackling, you fool!” Karina cried out, helplessly, seeing that Alberto didn’t help her. “Just get out of here, fucking idiot!”
Turning a deaf ear to her swears, Alberto leaned over to Karina. He gently wrapped his arm around her and lifted her up, attempting not to drop her. He carefully put the girl on a stone slab, and without saying anything, he took a rag in his hand.
After removing Karina’s torn jacket, Alberto wet the rag in the bucket and began to wash all the stinking muck off Karina. From such care, Karina’s body began to throb, and all her sensual erogenous zones became bare. A shock pierced her vagina, her breasts suffused like peach, and she involuntarily clenched her full feminine thighs.
Seeing her body’s reaction, Alberto nevertheless continued to wash her. He watched her out of the corner of his eye, leering as if he had won a lottery. He knew that Karina hadn’t forgotten his caresses and his passion. She still remembered those days and nights when their bodies flew up and down on the bed, the coach, the floor, and then they would begin a new sex dance, a new sex marathon. However, Alberto cut off everything, leaving Karina alone. Now, he desperately wanted to fix it and make the first move. He just needed to be worthy of Karina.
So, washing all the dirt off her, Alberto began to raise her t-shirt. Seeing that she didn’t resist, he took it off. Leaving the t-shirt on a rock, Alberto put his arm around Karina and stretched his fingers to clasp her vanilla colored bra. Karina craned her neck in disapproval, not understanding his actions.
“Do you want to go out on the street this way?” Alberto asked her with a smirk, and Karina shook her head. “Well then, don’t resist, babe.”
Karina nodded, and Alberto unbuttoned her bra, also placing it on the stone next to Karina’s t-shirt. Now, Alberto could enjoy the view of her naked bust.
“You have such beautiful boobs. You always did,” he murmured, gently touching Karina’s nipples with his fingertips and warming each of her breasts with his palms.
Feeling his touch, Karina froze instantly, not daring to move. She wished to stop Alberto, tell him to leave her alone and not torment her as he did before…but she couldn’t.
Karina obeyed as Alberto bent down to her ear and whispered into it. “You’re so sexy. I love your smell.”
Karina longed to feel his touch again and almost moaned from it.
“I have to check whether your ribs are safe. I’m sorry. I was too distracted,” he hemmed, beginning to prod her ribs gently and stroked her soft skin.
Several minutes later, he was relieved that there were no damages. “Everything seems fine.”
“You have never been so caring,” Karina quipped, trying not to take his care for granted. “Who changed you so much?”
“You did.” Alberto could no longer hold himself back, drinking in the sight of Karina’s beautiful young body and her plump little mouth. He dug his lips into hers like a starving beast. He hugged Karina while she tried to push him away. She didn’t want to accept this new love adventure. He still won her real consent.
Heartily kissing her and penetrating his tongue into her mouth, Alberto began to undress in a hurry. He put his leather jacket on a rock to let Karina lie on it. She settled on the ground without even thinking that she was already under Alberto’s naked body.
The Spaniard excited her by his smutty words. “Spread your delicious thighs for me, cariño. Otherwise, I will do it myself.”
When Karina heard those words, she uttered a groan into Alberto’s lips, and his hand slid over her stomach and proceeded down to the zipper of her jeans. After quickly undoing it, he thrust his hand into her panties, reaching her clitoris and started to irritate it. Karina wished to stop his hand, but Alberto fastened her wrists in his grip, holding her arms straight above her head.
“Don’t fight me, mi amor. Your war only increases my desire,” he wheezed out, continuing to massage her clitoris with his other hand and moved her vulvar lips apart. Alberto slipped his thumb in, caressing the gentle folds of her vagina and then he entered it, starting to slide his thumb back and forth. Karina muttered something vaguely as Alberto continued to kiss her, facing her with his tongue and dissolving in waves of their sensuality.
He excited Karina for so long until she moaned. She completely opened herself in front of him, forgetting that she had tried to resist him a few minutes ago. Without delay, Alberto took off her dark jeans and white panties and threw them on the stone slab. He eagerly looked at Karina. He was a complete idiot for abandoning her body and her heart.
He dropped his boxers to his knees, moving closer to Karina. He knew that he was capable of driving her crazy even with his talk.
“Did you miss my cock?” he laughed, as the tip of his penis started to slide on the wet folds of her vagina, moving it in near the opening and taking it back to tease her. Karina moaned, mentally asking him to stop this suffering, but he didn’t. “If you haven’t been missing it, I’ll be able to tell, and I will punish you.”
Karina had an inkling to say something in response to his brash tone and caustic grin, but Alberto abruptly entered her. He waited for her nails to scratch red stripes on his back. And she did just that.
“Oh, you missed me.” He smiled and entered Karina’s body again, holding her hands above her. “My dick will fuck you so hard now, and you’ll never leave me!”
Alberto began to move his torso powerfully while Karina made more inhuman sounds. Their bodies rubbed against each other; their sweat merged into a single stream, and their kisses brought forth the fire within their souls. Alberto continued to exploit Karina’s body, penetrating into her vagina to the core of his penis and torturing her in ways he chose.
“Wrap your legs around my torso. Hurry up, babe!” He growled when Karina didn’t do what he hungered for her too. Then he threw her legs on his back himself, picking up the pace and slapping her buttocks with his thighs. The sound and the body of this beautiful girl were driving him crazy. He desperately craved for Karina to be with him again. He was dying to have her as his passionate lover.
“Damn! Oh, fuck!” Alberto swore as Karina’s vaginal walls squeezed his cock tightly, throbbing wildly around him as if it wanted to make its master stay home and didn’t let him go. Alberto also desired this. He decided not to run away anymore, thinking only about how to fight for Karina and be with her.
Karina screamed, also receiving the portion of her ecstasy. She gave all of herself to Alberto. He gladly accepted it, knowing that only he gave Karina an orgasm to this magnitude. He was the only one. There was nobody else.
Gently coming out of Karina’s body, Alberto released her hands and clung to her velvet skin. He warmed her nipples with his lips and felt her body still trembling with ecstasy. He smiled, content. Karina lied down with her eyes closed, holding her hand over his hair, which was as black as hers and moaned under his sucking and smacking lips.
She didn’t wish to say anything. Everything was clear. They weren’t going to ever part again. Their hot sex had become the answer to their question: to be or not to be together.
