Beautiful and alone: Juliet, the miraculous companion - Pt. 2

In the first part Juliet undressed completely drunk on the stairs and the neighbours 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 paralysed, he tried to ignore what he saw so as not to alert his fellow man. He started to become enraged anyway and began to walk faster, nervously. The others were chatting and playing at ease, and he heard the other unnoticed gentleman talking to the lady say, "Where they burn books, they end up burning human beings too, as Hendel's giant said," as the woman nodded with great interest and they approached the exit door. The little ones scampered 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 totally showing off to her neighboursthat I might see every morning, now with their asses in the air and tits dancingand I, who seemed 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, carelessly but solemnly, on the above-mentioned phrase. It was Heine, I thought, and not Hendel, who had spoken the phrase. I burst into explosive laughter, there was no way to hide the ecstasy of what was happening there and what was happening to me.

I naturally burst because of the burning and crazy cocktail of sensations that had been adding up at a dizzying rate for several minutes now. My satirical laughter alerted everyone to our presence, I couldn't believe that such a thought had assaulted me at that moment, everyone turned towards us except the man who had already realized that he was not going to be able to see us. her young neighbour 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 shocked, showed her charms in front of everyone for a few moments. We hid in the corridor on the first 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 couldn't believe that a lady would so beautiful and nude in the dark I didn't want her to suffer the pain. I no longer wanted her to suffer any pain in the world, I wanted to give her shelter, and protect her, and why not deprive her of the crazy behaviour she had been displaying. 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's always been my Achilles heel! But I didn't want to embarrass her, no more 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 to escape from that swamp, it used to happen to me. There was another rattling of the lock, but it only seemed to sound like the door of the nearest neighbour 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 started laughing, asked 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 away" and I laughed with 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, although 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 replied, 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, its sensual silhouette wound in the darkness was taking shape. My eyes were getting used to the dark again, I began to contemplate the contours of her curves, exhibited in its own building, at the mercy of being seen at any moment by other people.

But she didn't care, it was 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 was as she came into the world, that contrast not only excited me, I noticed how it made her hot, their flows ran. Above me began to rub against my bulge; my penis which had become erect again moments ago. She pressed her breasts against me and began to kiss my neck, rubbing her neck more and more vehemently.. Soon she ceased and kissed me tenderly, as if she was falling on me in surrender. 

Again a door was heard and in an instant he was looking for his door and trying to open it. Out came a man of about 60, 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 this time she saw her neighbour's nakedness in its fullness with a lustful expression. almost aberrant; surprised, yes, but muffled 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 flat.

-I can't believe Rubén 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 replied, 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 to laugh, 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 look.. The neighbour was heard talking again in the distance and quickly closed the door in terror. -¡He took my thong! Fucking hell! I'm such a moron," he 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 all right," I said, and again the tenderness made me stupid. I hugged her, she was so disappointed in herself that she didn't even hug me.

-Besides, it was yours, my life, not mine, yours, you don't have to be upset about it." I caressed her head, and decided, at last, to kiss her. To return the beautiful kiss he gave me in the dark on the floor before we were interrupted. But she pulled away in a bit of a hurry, -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 myself 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 down the steep, fiery sequences that Juliet was pushing me up.

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 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 carried the whole thing far enough, even though I had been, in a sense, dragged along by Juliet's verve. But there was no longer any justification.

I said the words to myself: "I need to tell you something, this was really weird and I don't know where to start..." She began to kiss me, no longer tenderly, but passionately. She didn't 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 by grabbing my shoulderwhile he unbuttoned my fly. 

And although he did it quite skillfully, he couldn't manage to undo my zip because of the position he was in, while biting my ear as well. I gave in, I began to lick her tits with great greedinessHe soon moved away from me and got into another position, and set about unzipping me and pulling my trousers off. 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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