《Darkness Of Hell》Like First Love
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But when Fiona called him, he just slipped towards her. They start talking and texting each other. Dang Lee was out most of the time for business, so Fiona is mostly alone, so they start spending their time talking to each other.
Soon they developed a connection between them and started meeting each other. Fiona feels happy when she is with Winston. But also she developed guilt about cheating on Dang Lee, and so does Winston.
Winston doesn't like hiding things or lying. But that's the thing about love, it makes you do the thing that you thought you would never do. Love pushes your boundaries for good and bad. When you are in love a thin line between right and wrong gets even thinner, and it's hard to see it with the blurry eyes of love.
Just like these two love birds, who have stopped thinking about all the consequences, and getting ready to fight the whole world for each other.
Winston invited Fiona to this island that he recently bought in the Indian ocean. There was no one there except these two. Dang Lee was on a trip to the African country for some business deal, so Fiona flew with Winston on the Island by chopper.
It's been 3 days since they were here, and they were planning to stay for 2 more days. For 3 consecutive days, they were making love everywhere. On the beach, in the sand, in the water, in the house, outside the house, everywhere.
They were enjoying their freedom, and when you have freedom and love together, what else do you wish for in the world? Maybe that's the perfect definition of Heaven, love with freedom.
Just a few minutes before they made love on the sand. Winston doesn't want Fiona to wear anything, but Fiona still wears her red bikini as she thought it will keep his mind off from having sex again for a while. She also made him wear those shorts, and he wears them because he doesn't want to be the only naked person walking on the beach.
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It was a long beach and they were walking without any notice of the time. As the sun was about to go down, and darkness was about to enter, they kept walking in silence.
"I don't want this to ever end," Winston said softly looking at Fiona, who was also looking at him.
"Me neither," she said, with an even softer voice.
They again kept walking without saying anything. It's beautiful how two people feel comfortable with each other without saying anything for a long time. The level of understanding required to have such a relationship is immense.
They both had that much understanding between them.
"I want to have kids with you someday. Not soon, but one day. I always dreamed about having a family. 3 kids playing in the garden, fighting and crying" Fiona said while holding his one arm and placing her head over it.
Winston didn't say anything for a while, and then, he speaks up,
"I never thought about having a family. I always thought that family and kids are not for people like me"
Fiona caresses his arm and looked towards his eyes sliding her head from his arm and asks,
"Why not?"
Winston sighed and said,
"I guess because with family comes the responsibility. And..." and he goes silent.
"And?" Fiona said looking into his eyes.
Winston looked at her but didn't say anything,
"And, what Winston? Don't you trust me enough to share your feelings with me?" She said looking innocently into his eyes.
He smile a little and said,
"I think that family makes you weak. Your decisions get emotional rather than practical. Family is beautiful but it also makes you responsible for others' happiness. And when you try to make someone else happy you somehow forget to live for yourself" he said without taking a breath.
Fiona was looking at him with wider eyes. People expect you to be honest, but it's not necessary that everyone likes honesty. Most of the time people prefer lies, they want others to lie because it's comforting for them.
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They wanted you to tell the truth that they have already considered as truth. But Fiona was not one of them, she likes his honesty, and she smiles over what he said.
"You just seem scared to get attached to someone," Fiona said flirtatiously.
"What? Why would I be scared of getting attached now? Aren't I already attached to you?" Winston said while trying to convince her with an intense look.
"Yeah, but kids are different," she said looking into his eyes.
"How? And how do you know that? You don't have any kids" he said instantly.
"Because I am a woman and I just know these things," she said, taking her head away from his arm.
"What? It doesn't make you right though" he said with wide eyes.
" it does. And I don't know. I want kids, two boys and one girl" Fiona said while twisting his arm a little.
"What? No. No. No. If we ever have kids it will be two girls and one boy, ``Winston said.
"No, it will be two boys and one girl," Fiona said, leaving his arm.
"Ohh. Let's just start making them then" he said and grabbed her by the waist.
"I didn't say now, I said, in the future," she said while removing his hand from her waist.
" So it's all about you then. What if I want them now? No, let's just do this. I want to have a kid right now" he said while grabbing her again into his arms.
"Stop it winston. Stay away from me. I know what you are trying to do" she said while slipping away from his hands and starting running and laughing. Winston ran behind her and she ran left and right laughing in the sand, while he also followed her with a smile.
Winston chased Fiona on the foamed water, and he grabbed her by the waist again with both of his hands, as he grabbed her they both fell into the water. They get pushed with the wave a little on the sand. They both got wet and their very little cloth succumbed to their bodies.
Fiona was on the sand and Winston was on top of her, they both looked at each other for a moment, with lustful eyes and started kissing each other. This time it was a little harder. Their bodies met each other, rubbing their chest and thighs on one another.
In a minute Winston slides down from her lips to her neck. Kissing it softly, and then between her breasts. There was not much to take off there, which Winston slid with one hand. Her breasts were soft like foam on the water, and with Winston kissing them with his lips it got red like they were shy of his touch.
She is tall as Winston and has a beautiful body. Her skin is beautiful and sensitive, with a little touch it turns red. She has a perfect figure, attractive breasts, which makes the man on the street take another look at her. Winston kept going down on her and reached to her navel, and kissed her there, and she sighed with pleasure. She has a beautiful flat stomach, Winston moves ahead with his lips. Kisses on her thigh, and she was feeling impatient, she wanted him to reach a goal. So as Winston puts his head between her thighs, she holds his head and pushes it inside between her legs.
Sun had gone down, and the air was chilled. Tides of the sea keep bringing the foam onto the shore, wetting the dry sand on the beach. The whole environment got silent and peaceful at the beginning of the chilled evening. While these two were on their journey, with their boat on fire, into the deep sea to find hidden sensual pleasure.
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