A True Story - Hot Hook Up
A Night of Hardcore Desires and a birthday present
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"Shan, don't stop! It feels so good!" Her voice trembled as her fingers dug into the bark of the fallen tree, her body arching against mine. The sound of her moans echoed into the quiet night, mingling with the rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of crickets. My hands gripped her hips tightly, pulling her back onto me with every thrust, the heat of her body wrapping around me in a way that made it impossible to think of anything else.
"Do it faster—I’m cumming again!" she cried out, her words breaking into a scream as her body shuddered violently. I obliged, my hips slamming into her with a rhythm that was primal, desperate, and utterly consuming.
The night had started so differently.
*
It was my birthday, just a day before Valentine’s. The kind of day that felt like it should mean something, but never quite did. I’d just been sitting at home, scrolling through my phone, when her text popped up at 2:30 PM.
“Happy birthday, Shan. Hope you’re having a great day.”
She was a friend with benefits, someone I’d been seeing on and off for a while. Her name was Lila, and she had this way of making even the most casual texts feel a little electric. I smiled as I typed back.
“Thanks, Lila. You free tonight? Thought we could celebrate with a bottle of wine.”
I had already been planning to watch the sunset at John’s Hill Reserve Lookout. It was one of those places that felt like it existed outside of time, where the world slowed down just enough to let you breathe. But when she replied that she was free after making dinner for her kids, I adjusted my plans. We agreed to meet at 7:45 PM, and I asked her to bring a couple of glasses.
Her house was in Frankston, so I drove over, parking near her place. She came out a few minutes later, her dark hair catching the last rays of sunlight. She smiled that smile—the one that always made my stomach tighten—and slid into the passenger seat.
“Hi, stranger,” she said, leaning over to give me a quick hug. Her perfume was light but intoxicating, something floral with a hint of spice.
“Hi,” I replied, my voice a little rougher than I intended. “Ready for the sunset?”
“Always.”
It was a bit of drive to the initial place i wanted to go. So i asked her if she had any suggestions?
“What about The Pines Flora and Fauna Reserve in Carrum Downs?” I asked, glancing over at her.
She shrugged, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Sure, why not? As long as I get my wine.”
The Pines was quieter, the carpark empty when we arrived. The sky still held that golden hue, and the air was crisp but not cold. I opened the bottle of wine, pouring us each a glass. We clinked them together, the sound soft but significant.
“Happy birthday,” she said, taking a sip. Her eyes never left mine, and for a moment, it felt like the rest of the world had disappeared.
I leaned in, my lips brushing against hers. It was a tentative kiss at first, but when she kissed back, it quickly deepened. Her hand reached up to cup my face, her fingers soft against my skin. When we finally pulled away, I could see the same desire in her eyes that I felt.
“Let’s take a walk,” I suggested, my voice low.
She nodded, and we left with the glasses and bottle, walking into the reserve. The path was narrow, the trees closing in around us as we turned left at the first intersection. It felt like we were the only two people in the world.
We found a fallen tree, the trunk thick and sturdy. I set the wine bottle and my glass down, taking hers from her hand and placing it beside mine. Then I turned to her, my hands sliding around her waist as I kissed her again.
This time, my fingers found their way under her blouse, fumbling with the clasp of her bra. She laughed softly, her breath warm against my neck.
“Shan, you won’t be able to remove it,” she teased, her voice light.
But I managed, my fingers working quickly to undo the strapless push-up bra. When it finally came loose, I pulled back just enough to see the amusement in her eyes.
“I used to work for one of the bigger bra manufacturers in the world,” I said, grinning.
She laughed, the sound rich and unfiltered. “Of course you did.”
And then, without warning, I yanked her forward, forcing her onto all fours. She gasped, her hands instinctively gripping the fallen tree for support. My hands moved to her skirt, yanking it down along with her panties. The sound of my zipper echoed in the quiet night, and then I was pushing into her, hard and fast.
Her gasp turned into a moan, her body arching against mine as I filled her. I could feel her tightness, the way her body clenched around me, and it was almost too much. But I held back, starting slow, letting her adjust to me.
“Shan,” she whispered, her voice trembling.
I started to move, my hips snapping against hers with a rhythm that was both punishing and exhilarating. Her moans grew louder, turning into screams that echoed into the night. Her body shook with every thrust, her hands gripping the tree like it was the only thing keeping her grounded.
“Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice breaking. “It feels so good.”
I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. My hands tightened on her hips, pulling her back onto me with every thrust. Her body felt like it was on fire, and I could feel her cumming, her thighs slick with it.
“Do it faster,
I pulled out slowly, her body trembling as I stepped back. The air between us was thick with heavy breaths and the scent of sweat and desire. My hands lingered on her hips as I whispered into her ear, my voice low and urgent. ”Let’s try standing against that tree.”
Before she could respond, I pushed her forward, her hands instinctively reaching out to brace herself against the rough bark. Her back arched, and I could see the goosebumps rising on her skin. She turned her head slightly, her eyes meeting mine with a mix of anticipation and hunger.
”You’re insatiable,” she breathed, her voice trembling with excitement.
I didn’t answer. Instead, I pressed my body against hers, my cock already hard again, nudging between her thighs. My hands moved to her hips, gripping them firmly as I positioned myself. The sound of our breathing mingled with the rustle of leaves in the quiet night.
I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against her ear. ”Tell me you want this,” I murmured, my voice thick with need.
She shuddered, her hands tightening against the tree. ”I want it,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. ”I want you.”
That was all the encouragement I needed. I pushed into her with one swift motion, her body arching against mine as she let out a gasp. Her warmth enveloped me, and I could feel her walls tightening around me, pulling me deeper.
I started moving, my thrusts slow and deliberate at first, letting her feel every inch of me. Her breath hitched, her moans soft and muffled against the tree. I could feel her hands gripping the bark, her body pressing back against me, urging me to go faster.
”Harder,” she pleaded, her voice breaking.
I obliged, my hands tightening on her hips as I picked up the pace. The sound of our bodies colliding filled the air, and her moans grew louder, more desperate. She reached back, her fingers digging into my thigh, pulling me closer.
”Fuck me,” she gasped, her voice trembling with need.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. My thrusts became relentless, my body slamming into hers with a force that left her breathless. Her cries echoed into the night, her body shaking with every movement.
”You feel so good,” I groaned, my voice rough with desire.
She clenched around me, her body tightening as she came, her moans turning into a scream of pleasure. I could feel her cumming, her warmth spilling over me, and it pushed me over the edge.
”Ah, fuck,” I hissed, my hips jerking as I came inside her, my body trembling with the intensity of it.
For a moment, we stayed like that, our bodies pressed together, our breaths mingling in the cool night air. Then, slowly, I pulled out, her body sagging slightly against the tree.
I stepped back, my hands still on her hips, steadying her. She turned to face me, her eyes dark with desire, her lips swollen from our kisses.
”You’re incredible,” I whispered, my voice filled with awe.
She smiled, a soft, satisfied smile, and reached out to touch my face. ”So are you,” she murmured.
We stood there for a moment, just looking at each other, the connection between us electric. Then, without a word, I leaned in and kissed her, my hands moving to her waist, pulling her closer.
”Let’s go back to the car,” she whispered against my lips.
I nodded, my heart still racing as we gathered our things and made our way back through the reserve. The night was quiet, the only sound our footsteps on the path.
When we reached the car, I opened the door for her, watching as she slid into the passenger seat. I got in beside her, the engine purring to life as we headed back to her house.
The drive was silent, but the air between us was charged with something unspoken. I could feel her eyes on me, her hand resting on my thigh, her touch sending shivers through me.
When we arrived at her house, I turned to her, my hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her face. ”Thank you,” I said, my voice soft.
She smiled, her eyes sparkling in the dim light. ”Happy birthday,” she replied, her voice filled with warmth.
I leaned in and kissed her, my hand cupping her face, our lips moving together in a slow, lingering kiss. When we finally pulled apart, she smiled at me, her hand resting on my chest.
”Goodnight, Shan,” she murmured.
”Goodnight, Lila,” I replied, watching as she got out of the car and walked to her door.
I waited until she was inside before driving away, the memory of her smile and the feel of her body against mine lingering in my mind. The night had been perfect, and I knew it was one I would never forget.
As I drove home, my mind
"Do it faster—I’m cumming again!" she cried out, her words breaking into a scream as her body shuddered violently. I obliged, my hips slamming into her with a rhythm that was primal, desperate, and utterly consuming.
The night had started so differently.
*
It was my birthday, just a day before Valentine’s. The kind of day that felt like it should mean something, but never quite did. I’d just been sitting at home, scrolling through my phone, when her text popped up at 2:30 PM.
“Happy birthday, Shan. Hope you’re having a great day.”
She was a friend with benefits, someone I’d been seeing on and off for a while. Her name was Lila, and she had this way of making even the most casual texts feel a little electric. I smiled as I typed back.
“Thanks, Lila. You free tonight? Thought we could celebrate with a bottle of wine.”
I had already been planning to watch the sunset at John’s Hill Reserve Lookout. It was one of those places that felt like it existed outside of time, where the world slowed down just enough to let you breathe. But when she replied that she was free after making dinner for her kids, I adjusted my plans. We agreed to meet at 7:45 PM, and I asked her to bring a couple of glasses.
Her house was in Frankston, so I drove over, parking near her place. She came out a few minutes later, her dark hair catching the last rays of sunlight. She smiled that smile—the one that always made my stomach tighten—and slid into the passenger seat.
“Hi, stranger,” she said, leaning over to give me a quick hug. Her perfume was light but intoxicating, something floral with a hint of spice.
“Hi,” I replied, my voice a little rougher than I intended. “Ready for the sunset?”
“Always.”
It was a bit of drive to the initial place i wanted to go. So i asked her if she had any suggestions?
“What about The Pines Flora and Fauna Reserve in Carrum Downs?” I asked, glancing over at her.
She shrugged, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Sure, why not? As long as I get my wine.”
The Pines was quieter, the carpark empty when we arrived. The sky still held that golden hue, and the air was crisp but not cold. I opened the bottle of wine, pouring us each a glass. We clinked them together, the sound soft but significant.
“Happy birthday,” she said, taking a sip. Her eyes never left mine, and for a moment, it felt like the rest of the world had disappeared.
I leaned in, my lips brushing against hers. It was a tentative kiss at first, but when she kissed back, it quickly deepened. Her hand reached up to cup my face, her fingers soft against my skin. When we finally pulled away, I could see the same desire in her eyes that I felt.
“Let’s take a walk,” I suggested, my voice low.
She nodded, and we left with the glasses and bottle, walking into the reserve. The path was narrow, the trees closing in around us as we turned left at the first intersection. It felt like we were the only two people in the world.
We found a fallen tree, the trunk thick and sturdy. I set the wine bottle and my glass down, taking hers from her hand and placing it beside mine. Then I turned to her, my hands sliding around her waist as I kissed her again.
This time, my fingers found their way under her blouse, fumbling with the clasp of her bra. She laughed softly, her breath warm against my neck.
“Shan, you won’t be able to remove it,” she teased, her voice light.
But I managed, my fingers working quickly to undo the strapless push-up bra. When it finally came loose, I pulled back just enough to see the amusement in her eyes.
“I used to work for one of the bigger bra manufacturers in the world,” I said, grinning.
She laughed, the sound rich and unfiltered. “Of course you did.”
And then, without warning, I yanked her forward, forcing her onto all fours. She gasped, her hands instinctively gripping the fallen tree for support. My hands moved to her skirt, yanking it down along with her panties. The sound of my zipper echoed in the quiet night, and then I was pushing into her, hard and fast.
Her gasp turned into a moan, her body arching against mine as I filled her. I could feel her tightness, the way her body clenched around me, and it was almost too much. But I held back, starting slow, letting her adjust to me.
“Shan,” she whispered, her voice trembling.
I started to move, my hips snapping against hers with a rhythm that was both punishing and exhilarating. Her moans grew louder, turning into screams that echoed into the night. Her body shook with every thrust, her hands gripping the tree like it was the only thing keeping her grounded.
“Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice breaking. “It feels so good.”
I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. My hands tightened on her hips, pulling her back onto me with every thrust. Her body felt like it was on fire, and I could feel her cumming, her thighs slick with it.
“Do it faster,
I pulled out slowly, her body trembling as I stepped back. The air between us was thick with heavy breaths and the scent of sweat and desire. My hands lingered on her hips as I whispered into her ear, my voice low and urgent. ”Let’s try standing against that tree.”
Before she could respond, I pushed her forward, her hands instinctively reaching out to brace herself against the rough bark. Her back arched, and I could see the goosebumps rising on her skin. She turned her head slightly, her eyes meeting mine with a mix of anticipation and hunger.
”You’re insatiable,” she breathed, her voice trembling with excitement.
I didn’t answer. Instead, I pressed my body against hers, my cock already hard again, nudging between her thighs. My hands moved to her hips, gripping them firmly as I positioned myself. The sound of our breathing mingled with the rustle of leaves in the quiet night.
I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against her ear. ”Tell me you want this,” I murmured, my voice thick with need.
She shuddered, her hands tightening against the tree. ”I want it,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. ”I want you.”
That was all the encouragement I needed. I pushed into her with one swift motion, her body arching against mine as she let out a gasp. Her warmth enveloped me, and I could feel her walls tightening around me, pulling me deeper.
I started moving, my thrusts slow and deliberate at first, letting her feel every inch of me. Her breath hitched, her moans soft and muffled against the tree. I could feel her hands gripping the bark, her body pressing back against me, urging me to go faster.
”Harder,” she pleaded, her voice breaking.
I obliged, my hands tightening on her hips as I picked up the pace. The sound of our bodies colliding filled the air, and her moans grew louder, more desperate. She reached back, her fingers digging into my thigh, pulling me closer.
”Fuck me,” she gasped, her voice trembling with need.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. My thrusts became relentless, my body slamming into hers with a force that left her breathless. Her cries echoed into the night, her body shaking with every movement.
”You feel so good,” I groaned, my voice rough with desire.
She clenched around me, her body tightening as she came, her moans turning into a scream of pleasure. I could feel her cumming, her warmth spilling over me, and it pushed me over the edge.
”Ah, fuck,” I hissed, my hips jerking as I came inside her, my body trembling with the intensity of it.
For a moment, we stayed like that, our bodies pressed together, our breaths mingling in the cool night air. Then, slowly, I pulled out, her body sagging slightly against the tree.
I stepped back, my hands still on her hips, steadying her. She turned to face me, her eyes dark with desire, her lips swollen from our kisses.
”You’re incredible,” I whispered, my voice filled with awe.
She smiled, a soft, satisfied smile, and reached out to touch my face. ”So are you,” she murmured.
We stood there for a moment, just looking at each other, the connection between us electric. Then, without a word, I leaned in and kissed her, my hands moving to her waist, pulling her closer.
”Let’s go back to the car,” she whispered against my lips.
I nodded, my heart still racing as we gathered our things and made our way back through the reserve. The night was quiet, the only sound our footsteps on the path.
When we reached the car, I opened the door for her, watching as she slid into the passenger seat. I got in beside her, the engine purring to life as we headed back to her house.
The drive was silent, but the air between us was charged with something unspoken. I could feel her eyes on me, her hand resting on my thigh, her touch sending shivers through me.
When we arrived at her house, I turned to her, my hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her face. ”Thank you,” I said, my voice soft.
She smiled, her eyes sparkling in the dim light. ”Happy birthday,” she replied, her voice filled with warmth.
I leaned in and kissed her, my hand cupping her face, our lips moving together in a slow, lingering kiss. When we finally pulled apart, she smiled at me, her hand resting on my chest.
”Goodnight, Shan,” she murmured.
”Goodnight, Lila,” I replied, watching as she got out of the car and walked to her door.
I waited until she was inside before driving away, the memory of her smile and the feel of her body against mine lingering in my mind. The night had been perfect, and I knew it was one I would never forget.
As I drove home, my mind
