The Stemless Rose

Chapter 5's

“Why are we here anyway? You said you'd take me home”

“After a while. We haven't been to the beach” for a long time

“Yes but it's been night no one can see also”

Without my consent Arwan turned his car back to the beach. We used to spend a lot of time together and even met almost every day.

“I know you're still sprained than I take you home and you're still craving until tomorrow, mending we relax bentar here”

“Besok you will have to go early in the morning emang already prepared his goods”

“Just a few clothes aja dear, do not think of”

The atmosphere of the beach is not as crowded as during the day. Only a few couples were busy with their respective chats.

Arwan invited me to walk along the beach. He kept holding my hand. We walked without a sound. Not talking. We are dissolved in each other's thoughts. We kept going until I realized we were too far away from the crowd.

“Should we not go back to the car?” much

Arwan stopped his steps and took off his grasp.

“Sini” Arwan sits on a stretch of beach sand.

I refused his request on the grounds that I did not want to dirty my clothes.

“This is it if so” Arwan pulled my body and sat me on his thigh.

“You why people will see?” Arwan hugged me tightly as he was about to get off his thigh.

“You who say, same boyfriend himself who is afraid so”

I knew no one would be able to see in such a dark night atmosphere as in even our faces alone were invisible. Still I feel insecure when I have to make out in the open like this.

“I just don't want us...Mmmmmpph..” My voice was muffled because Arwan suddenly just kissed my lips

Arwan didn't stop until his fingers touched my sensitive area. It was easy for him to do that because I was wearing a knee-length dres.

“We do here. We haven't gini” in a long time

Yes, Arwan is right. We have not had intimate relationships for a long time. Arwan's busyness is the problem. I wanted that but to do it here. Among the waves pounding, the sand of the beach and no lighting even once. I guess I should think about it first.

“I want a new atmosphere. If you do not like it enough this time only for the next we do in the usual place”

Arwan grabbed my hand led to a mound between his crotches. Hardened and promised satisfaction. Arwan opened the zipper and positioned me sitting astride it.

“Engghhh Our sighs came out simultaneously as he managed to escape his. I felt sad because I wasn't ready to accept it.

I started moving my body up and down. Every movement Arwan squeezed both my breasts more quickly he opened all my clothes that were thrown in any direction. Without waiting long she sucks*****me strongly. It feels good and delicious at the same time. She kept doing it alternately on both of my breasts.

Arwan pulled my body and laid me down on the sand now he's in complete control. He pressed down strongly so that he would sink deeper. Hentakkanya as strong as well as sighs for the sighs muffled by the waves of the beach.

One of her hands twisted one of my breasts and back to stare and bite it. Every time we have sex Arwan really likes to do this even sometimes the pain and blisters still felt, how many times I tell him to do it slowly. But he reasoned that I seemed to enjoy it when he did.

Yes I enjoyed it but sometimes Arwan lost control biting too hard and left scars after.

I screamed loudly when******* my first, Arwan is still in his position to continue swinging our union. Arwan turned my body around and re-entered his clairvoyance with the doggy style position. When in this position he would act more aggressively pressing deeply until it touched my uterine mouth.

I groaned in pain very uncomfortable in there. But Arwan ignored my moans. Maybe he's confused between pain and pleasure at the same time.

“Don't be too deep in pain” Finally I can't bear the pain

“Beforeward” His voice is raucous and sounding softly a sign that he will reach his peak.

Sure enough he immediately let go of our union and spouted the seeds of his love on my back. We immediately put on our own clothes. It feels very uncomfortable because it feels like the sand is still attached to the body.

“I don't want to be rich gini again” said I was upset and walked away from Arwan

Arwan followed me and grabbed my shoulder. Smacked my cheek with anxiety. “Do not be naughty yes as long as I go”

At home, I immediately cleaned my body. I opened my phone just reply to a message from one of my friends and opened my social media just waiting for drowsiness.

Curiosity arises when I look at Haris's social media. I keep looking around for anything that can at least give you an idea of what Haris is like. There are usually no recent posts. There are only two photos of her wedding that she posted one year ago.

But I got something different on his wife's social media account. There are so many moments of their togetherness. I saw one of those photos.

Honestly there is a feeling of dislike for their affection. Am I jealous?

I don't know. Maybe this is not true or I am still afraid to admit my own feelings.