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When the dark clouds...
When the dark clouds...
When the dark clouds finally covered the white and shiny plate of the moon completely, a cold wind suddenly arose and swirled up the dry leafs that have been falling to the ground when the days started to become shorter again. Christal was walking from an appointment with a friend where she was learning for an exam which was to come soon, and her way was leading her through this small forest which surrounded a lake close to her parents' house. It had been very warm when she left in the afternoon, so that she was just wearing a short skirt and under that she was purely naked, because at her friends' place, the two girls spontaneosly decided to jump into the swimming pool and since Christal didn't brought a swimsuit, she was wearing her underwear wich now was lying wet in her small cotton bag.
The cold breeze suddenly lifted her skirt and one of the leafes just stroke along her bare virgin lips and made a gooseflesh running all along her soft and rosy skin.
Directly, she had to remember the first shy experience she made with a classmate just during the bygone summer. It hasn't been her dreamboy, but it happend and ended on a party of one of her friends so suddenly and unexpected that she hardly could have been resisting. It didn't happen very much, they were sitting among all others in the garden, in a mild summer night with stars on the sky and glaring flares installed all around. When the night went on, more and more people left the party towards their homes and suddenly, it was just them left, sitting closely in the soft grass of the garden. Without speaking a single word, they looked at each other and as if an invisible magnet were driving them, their flushing lips were approaching more and more until they touched barely. The sudden excitement which was caused all over Christal's body was so overwhelming that she suddenly boggled, jumped up and ran away.
Now she was flushing and shivering again all over her body and the cold wind was itching on her bare legs and in her cute face. An almost invisible green gleam on the nearby lake's surface suddenly caught her attention and without knowing what she did, a magic power made her slowly setting step by step to the lake. The clear water was black in the night but still a mysterious shine was clearly visible in the deepest central parts of the home waters that had been familiar to her since she was a little girl. Vapour rose up from the lake, which was still warm from the recently ending summer, into the cold air and a compelling attraction from the lake made Christal shyly undress and step forward, out from the cold wind into the warm and silently deepnes of the water. The warm liquid clasped around her immaculate body and started to bubble and prickle all around the sensitive skin. Shivering more and more, Christal slowly lapsed into the deepness and soon she was not able any more to tell whether she was dreaming or astute. A number of swirls went from strenght to strenght and started to amass her whole body, and suddenly she felt a warm and invisible hand slowly palming her arms and neck, her cheeks and lips. Slowly moving down, the hand approached her firm breasts and when the fingers softly poked her stiff nipples, a shower of pleasure and extasy run up and down her whole body. Meanwhile, she had been sinking all the way to the bottom, where a slimy cover of ground plants covered her body and she slid through the dense carpet of pleasant and tickling leafs. The plants were moving gently in the water column, they were warm and an oily secret covered their leaves and branches. The massage by the water swirls went on and suddenly Christal realized the smell of the oily leafes which was a strong and pleasant odour of sexual passion. The halluzinating effect of the aroma made her swindle and while she slid away into a trance, a warm and oily branch started to approach her palpitating vagina and while one leaf started vibrating on her g-spot, another one grew slowly into her virgin pharynx. Trembling and shivering in extasy, Christal planted for air and a black curtain of delight covered her sight when she lost consciousness.
Christal couldn't tell what happened after that. She woke up by a warm sunray that penetrated through the window on her bed. Appalled, Christie rose up and found her blanket lying on the floor and on her sheet a big damp spot was visible. Her clotted vagina was wet and smelled of an exciting odour that seemed to be familiar for Christal, even though she couldn't tell where she knew it from...