Night of Sin: The First Time with a Stranger

Sara had just left a party in the city, and was walking alone through the empty streets toward her apartment. She felt lonely and sad, remembering an old love that had recently ended. She wanted someone to talk to, someone to comfort her, someone who could stroke her hair and make her forget her problems for a moment. It was then that she saw a man standing on the sidewalk in front of her.

He was tall, dark brown, and wearing a black suit that made him even more attractive. Sara felt an immediate attraction to him, and stopped in front of him.

"Hi," she said in a soft voice.

"Hi," he replied, with a smile on his face. "Are you alone?"

"Y-yes," Sara stammered. She didn't know why she was talking to a stranger, but she couldn't tear herself away.

"I'm Marcos," the man said, extending his hand to greet her.

"Sara," she replied, extending her hand in return.

Marcos' eyes were penetrating and his voice was seductive. Sara felt drawn to him as she had never felt before. She realized that her hand was shaking when he took it and pulled her toward him.

"Why don't you come with me?" he said with a mischievous smile.

Sara hesitated for a moment, but her loneliness and the desire to feel wanted spoke louder. She followed Marcos, not knowing where they were going.

They walked for a few blocks until they came to an abandoned building. Marcos opened the door and they climbed a dusty staircase to a small room on the top floor.

The room was dark and dimly lit. Sara couldn't see very well, but she could feel Mark's presence near her. He pulled her to him and kissed her hard, his tongue exploring her mouth. Sara felt a flame of desire burning inside her, and she gave herself completely to him.

Marcos pushed her against the wall and began kissing her neck, while his hands explored her body. He slid his hands under her blouse and began to caress her breasts, his fingers playing with her nipples. Sara moaned with pleasure, feeling a wave of excitement spread through her body.

He slid his hand between her legs and felt the wetness between them. Sara sighed as he began to caress her clit, while kissing her breasts. He pulled her close to him, and she felt his erection pressing against her thighs.

Marcos lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties, leaving her completely exposed. He knelt in front of her and began to suck her pussy, his tongue sliding over her wet lips. Sara arched her back, moaning loudly as she felt the pleasure building up inside her.

He continued to lick and suck her pussy, pushing her to the limit of pleasure. Then, without warning, he pulled her up and kissed her hard. Sara could taste herself in his mouth, mixed with the taste of Mark.

He threw her onto the bed and began to undress, revealing a muscular body and a throbbing erection. Sara looked at him in awe as he approached her.

He lay down beside her and began kissing her neck again, while his hands caressed her breasts and slid all over her body. Sara was lost in a sea of pleasure, feeling as if she were floating on a cloud of ecstasy.

Marcos stood up and grabbed a condom from the bedside table. He put it on easily, while Sara watched, feeling even more aroused. He lay down again beside her and pulled her to him, penetrating her hard.

Sara moaned loudly, feeling herself being filled by him. He began to move inside her, his hips slamming against hers with force and rhythm. Sara felt as if she was about to explode with pleasure, her legs trembling with excitement.

He took her by the thighs and lifted her up, continuing to penetrate her with force and speed. Sara screamed with pleasure, feeling as if she was about to climax.

Finally she exploded in an intense orgasm, her legs trembling and her body arching. Mark continued to move inside her, bringing her to a second orgasm, even stronger than the first.

He continued to move inside her for several more minutes, until he finally came, releasing himself inside the condom. Sara felt completely satisfied and exhausted as Mark lay down beside her, pulling her to him.

They lay together for some time in silence while Sara recovered from the intense orgasm she had just had. She felt alive and wanted, as if she had just reconnected with her own sensuality.

Finally, she stood up and began to get dressed, ready to leave. Marcos walked her to the door, giving her a soft kiss before leaving.

Sara walked back home, smiling to herself. She knew that she would not soon forget that night, and that whenever she felt lonely or sad, she could remember that moment and feel alive again.