Beautiful and Alone: Juliet, the Miraculous Companion - Pt. 2

In the first part, Juliet undressed completely drunk in the staircase and the neighbors were about to catch her in the act and completely exposed; my heart stopped not only in my heart...

I looked out with Juliet with a somewhat terrified curiosity and only one of the men had paid attention to our presence, he was paralyzed, he tried to ignore what he saw so as not to alert his neighbor. In any case, he started to become enraged and began to walk faster, nervously. The others were chatting and playing very happily, he heard how the other unnoticed gentleman who was talking to the lady said: -Where they burn books, they end up burning human beings too, as Hendel's giant said- while the woman nodded with great interest and they approached the exit door. The little ones scurried in front and the one who was aware of the scandal hurried to open the door.

The vertigo consumed the three of us, so much so that the father of the family, who had warned us, in Juliet who was showing off in front of her neighborsthat I might see every morning, now with her ass in the air and tits dancingand I, who seemed to be responsible for who knows what perversity. But I looked at them and in my mind a sudden answer sprang up, to the man who was commenting, unconcerned but solemn, on that phrase mentioned above. I thought, it was Heine and not Hendel, who had said the phrase. I burst out laughing explosively, there was no way to hide the ecstasy of what was happening there and what was happening to me.

I burst naturally because of the burning and crazy cocktail of sensations I could not believe that such a thought had assaulted me at that moment. My satire laughter alerted everyone to our presence, I could not believe that such a thought would assail me at that moment, everyone turned to us except for the man who had already demurely realized that he was not going to be able to see us. her young neighbor was climbing the stairs completely nude. When I looked at Juliet she had already slipped away, fleeing like a ghost, or a prisoner, with her swift buttocks.

I couldn't stop laughing like a madman, and I rushed after her. Everyone was extremely affected, showed her charms before everyone for a few moments. We hid in the hallway on the second floor where there was no light (so far). And Juliet settled down on the side in the dark to suffer for her blow, now that she could do it more freely. I had to calm my nervous euphoria, it was up to me to see how badly she had been hurt.

I was touched to the core and could not believe that a lady would so beautiful and nude in the dark I did not want her to suffer that pain. I no longer wanted her to suffer any pain in the world, I wanted to give her a blanket, and protect her, and why not deprive her of the crazy behavior she had been manifesting. I wanted to make her happy, to give her what was best for her, I had to help her. Tenderness can upset you sometimes, I don't know if you know that, or at least I do, it has always been my Achilles heel! But I didn't want to embarrass her, enough paternalism! I thought, I couldn't afford it, I didn't even know who she was. But what if she loved me, was that even possible?

Don't you see? I had already fallen into the swamp of stupidity, and not even the devil would help me escape from that swamp, it used to happen to me. Another lock rattling was heard, but it only seemed to sound like the door of the nearest neighbor who was just securing the door and adding some lock.

I approached the beautiful Juliet and bent down, stroked her hair and tried to inspect her legs, she moaned from the pain, which was fleeting and would soon subside, but had left its mark.  

When the pain subsided a little, a few moments later, she looked at me with a triple face: a mixture of complicity, terror and triumph. She began to laugh, asked me for my thong and asked me what had happened to her clothes. -What "what happened"?" I exclaimed without raising my voice too much, "you threw it to the low silver" and I laughed with great admiration, the girl fascinated me.

-I know that," he answered, "but no one noticed her fall? no one was surprised to see her lying there? no one picked her up? how could that be?

He asked excellent questions, even though the place was large and his clothes could have fallen anywhere.

-It's strange," I commented, "But where do you live? We're not staying here!

-We could," he answered, and crouched down in the same position as mine, letting out a little cry down his leg. His body in that position was becoming clearer, your sensual silhouette wound in the darkness was taking shape. My eyes were again getting used to the dark, I began to contemplate its contours of its curves, exposed in its own building, at the mercy of being seen at any moment by more people.

But she didn't care, was it about me? She hugged me, but after a few moments she pushed me with an innocent wickedness and I fell backwards, that hurt, I'm not her age, and she sat on top of me. I was fully clothed and she as she came into the world, that contrast not only excited me, I noticed how it left her burning hot, their flows ran. Above me began to rub against my bulge; my penis had become erect again. a few moments ago. She attached her breasts to me and began to kiss my neck, rubbing herself more and more vehemently.. Soon she ceased and kissed me tenderly, as if undoing herself on me, surrendered. 

Again a door was heard and in an instant I was already looking for his door and trying to open it. Out came a man of about 60 years of age, reeking of wine and stench. He was fumbling with the wall to turn on a light. I couldn't believe it, suddenly all the lights seemed to work, I stood up and followed Juliet. The light did indeed work and came on. This man did saw this time in all its fullness the nakedness of her neighbor with a lustful expression. almost aberrant; surprised, yes, but muffled the surprise by the stupor of the wine and his years of drunkenness. He could barely speak and blurted out, "What are you doing naked like that, princess? And we got into Juliet's apartment.

-I can't believe Ruben saw me like this, I can't believe it! What a fool I am, my God," she exclaimed. She was no longer amused by his audacity. She spoke as if she didn't know what she was doing. Hastily she asked me, "What about the thong? where is the thong? 

-But I gave it to you," I answered, already confident as I had been all my life. 

She approached the front door again and started to open it slowly. -No, what are you doing," I said and started laughing, I couldn't believe the discomfiture of the girl I had just met. She looked suspiciously, opened the door every now and then as if to get a better view. The neighbor was heard talking again in the distance and quickly closed the door in terror. -¡He kept my thong! Fucking hell! I'm such a moron," she exclaimed, "forgive me! I don't believe it - I didn't know what to say. 

–I lost your thongYou hate me, I do everything wrong," she said frustrated and starting to sob. -No, but what are you saying, it's okay," I said, and again the tenderness made me silly. I hugged her, she was so disappointed in herself that she didn't even hug me.

-I caressed her head, and decided, at last, to give her a kiss. To return the beautiful kiss he gave me in the dark on the floor before we were interrupted. But she pulled away with some haste, -the thong was yours, not mine! It's the one you sent me," she said, a little angrily or tiredly, maybe both. I was very confused, but it started to become clearer what a mess I was getting into.

I didn't understand anything that had been going on for a while, and I didn't even know how to begin to clarify the matter. Of course, I'm not going to lie, I was completely tempted by the sensual girl. Yet something else kept me from asking what the hell was going on and who she was; there was something wonderful about being swept so swiftly up the steep, fiery sequences that Juliet was pushing me into.

She looked like she was going to continue talking about the thong she had lost, but her thoughts were interrupted by the pain in her leg from the blow she had taken. I helped her to sit down in a nearby armchair. I firmly set out to clear up the matter. I couldn't go on with the farce any longer, it wouldn't be fair to her; no matter how much I liked her, and I had already taken the whole thing far enough, even though I had been, in a certain sense, dragged along by Juliet's enthusiasm. But there was no longer any justification.

I said the words to myself: "I need to tell you something, this was very strange and I don't know where to start..." She began to kiss me no longer tenderly, but passionately. She did not allow me to continue talking. I pushed her away from me and I decided to continue. She threw herself on top of me with force, unintentionally riddling her healthy knee just below my navel. It hurt quite a bit and She put her tits in my mouth and grabbed my shoulder.while unbuttoning my fly. 

And although he was doing it quite skillfully, he did not manage to unzip me because of the position he was in, while he was biting my ear as well. I gave in, I began to lick her tits with extreme greediness.He soon moved away from me and got into another position, he set about to unzip me and take off my pants. He did it with dedication, as if he didn't want to ruin my clothes. I was completely surrendered, she removed my jacket, unbuttoned my shirt and I helped her take it off.

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