Dead road

amethyste

What are we going to do now? - He asked
Are we going to find a dead road? -He said
I thought he meant taking photos. I was feeling tired but I thought it would rejuvenate me a bit. We walked by the streets of the city. It was all quiet as it was midnight. I liked the lightning, New Year decorations all around.
We saw a narrow street and then a tunnel.
'It is dark over there' - he said
Slowly we headed over the place
'No, not here. There is a camera.'
I lifted my head, some light dim, in the blackness.
'Let's go to this tunnel. You can not see from the other side'
We headed there and slowly we began kissing. It was pitch black. I liked kissing him after a long time I had not seen him. Began touching his belly also. His skin was smooth under his white shirt.
He tried to unzip my jacket but couldn't. I helped him. Then he began cupping my breasts. 'Wait let's take a photo' - he said
He took out the camera and I opened my jacket. I liked the photo. Rose bras, and a white face, on some white flesh and blue jeans. Then I touched him over his pants. He was hard. He helped me unzip his pants so I began sucking him. I liked his dick on my mouth. He took out the camera and began filming me then taking photos as I kept on sucking it in my mouth. I went on for a while then he began moaning. I liked that. He unzipped his pants even more and I had his dick on my mouth even more.
'Deeper' - he said and he moaned
Some liquid came into my mouth and I thought he ejaculated. But he kept on thrusting in my mouth.
Faster, faster, faster until he came.
He took it out and I could see sperm coming out of his dick.
He began zipping his jeans and buttoning his white shirt.
'Look there is sperm on the ground' - I said
Take a photo. He took out the camera and took a photo.
'A snapshot of the crime' - I said
With the torch on he began looking on my jeans to see if there was some sperm on my jeans too. None was there. Then we began looking at the photos. It was my face with the dick in my mouth, on a shadow on the wall.
'Can I share it' - he said
'Yes'
We left the tunnel. My feet were shaking from the position. The camera was still there glimmering in the pitch black. Then some light, a supermarket, and then the main street. We kept on walking towards my house. He would say one thing or two and I would answer...

  • Author: amethyste (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 20th, 2025 17:50
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