The Valentine Trickster

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I’d only moved in with Charlie, my boyfriend, the previous week when I found the card sticking out of my organic chemistry book. A blank 3×5 card read: main library, 9:45 pm Wednesday, chem aisle, 547.06 Carbon by D.K. Walker, face the book, don’t move-no matter what.It had to be Charlie, but I didn’t recognize the writing. It was perfect script. A magnifying glass revealed slight deviations, plus it had been written with a fountain pen, curious.We’d been dating for three months. It was all about love and fantastic sex. I loved him more than I’d imagined I could love anybody. I felt lucky to have found the perfect package in him. He was thoughtful, loving and kind. He even liked cats. He gave me multiple orgasms from the very first time, and it only got better. I could almost cum just from hearing his voice and feeling his touch. What more could a girl want? I was addicted to him and sex.Today was Monday, two days from the day on the enigmatic card. What could he have planned? I never mentioned anything about the card or going to the library. Charlie was a trickster, who loved a good prank. Valentine’s was coming up. Could this be a lead-up to a big surprise? I’d find out in two days.Wednesday night 9:00 pm. We were both home. Why was he here?“Hey, I’m going over to the library to check on a couple things.”“Okay,” he said, “you better hurry. Remember, they close at ten.”“Yeah, I won’t be long.”“Cool. See ya in a bit.” He went back to reading a book.I shook my head and headed to the library. How could he be there by 9:45? I’d resolved not to try to figure him out. I was sure it would lead to sex somewhere, somehow.In the library, I headed into the stacks. The organic chem aisle was empty. At 9:30 I found the book and Ağrı Escort stood facing it. I’d worn short, cutoff Levi’s and a tee, no bra—Charlie loved me braless. Being an average B-cup, I blended with most other girls, except for my nipples, they were always noticeable.At 9:45 I noticed, out of the corner of my eye, a figure all in black. His face was shaded by a large-brimmed hat. As he stopped behind me, I began to turn around.“I said, don’t move.”His voice seemed to penetrate me. He sounded like Charlie, except his voice was much deeper. Also much more powerful but still soft, non-threatening. Someone next to us wouldn’t have heard him. I wondered how he’d been able to change it that much. His hands slipped under my tee and moved upwards.“Charlie, I know it’s you. Someone might see us. Let’s go somewhere else.”His deep, intense voice repeated, “Don’t move.” His fingers clasped my rock-hard nipples. It was like I’d been shocked by a lamp cord. My knees buckled. He held me up. “You love to cum, don’t you?”“You know I do. What’s happening to me? What are you doing?” I gasped. The feeling… “Oh god, I’m going to cum!”“Make no noise.”How could I not… yet somehow I obeyed. Mouth closed, hardly breathing, my body shook from the powerful orgasm running through me. He had to hold me up. He released my nips and it ended. I gasped for breath. It took seconds, maybe a minute or two to recover. Turning to confront him, all I saw was a black cloak hurrying down the aisle. By the time I stumbled to the aisle’s end and looked, he was gone.I asked a couple stragglers if they’d seen a guy in a long black coat. They hadn’t. I made my way outside and sat down, still affected by that overpowering orgasm. I was completely Ağrı Escort Bayan bewildered. I loved the feeling he’d generated in me. It was literally staggeringly exquisite, like nothing I’d ever dreamed of, let alone experienced.Upon returning home, Charlie was still in the chair reading.“Hi Babe! Find what you were looking for?”“Yeah. Have you been here all the time I was gone? I thought I saw you at the library.”“Yup. You okay? You look a little… shaky.”“Yeah, I’m fine. I jogged a bit, over and back, so that’s probably why I’m a bit out of breath.”“Okay. Come sit on my lap. I’ve got this unusual urge to feel you up. Can you imagine that?” he said, laughing.Plopping my 101 pounds into his lap, we kissed and he felt me up, going under my tee and playing with my tits. Same usual Charlie, it felt wonderful, but nothing explosive like what happened at the library.Determined to see this play out, I said nothing to anyone about what happened. Who would have believed me anyway. Friday morning, as I opened my physics book for class, I spotted another white 3×5 card. Same handwriting: Monday noon, wear a mini skirt, physics building basement, storage room B112 door, face it, don’t turn around.This had to be Charlie, but how was he doing it? I searched the apartment for the black clothes—nothing. We had some 3×5 cards, but they were lined. The two I received were plain on both sides. Neither of us owned a fountain pen. I was convinced that this was his best trick yet.Nothing different over the weekend. We went to parties. Fucked ourselves silly half the day Saturday. I totally wore him out. Screaming out orgasm after orgasm, I extracted every drop of semen his body had and used every hard-on Escort Ağrı he could manage. With all that, I still thought about the past Wednesday night and the upcoming Monday meeting. What could be next? This had to be some super elaborate Valentine’s surprise. It would be our first as a committed couple. He was a romantic, a very sexy romantic. He wanted it special.My Monday physics class was from 10:30 to 11:30. Afterward, I hung around an empty classroom reading the latest physics assignment. At 11:50, off to the basement. As far as I could tell it was empty, just storage and miscellaneous detritus that had accumulated over the years. I’d worn a mini skirt, as requested, plus my usual university tee. No panties or bra this time. At two minutes to noon, I stood facing the door.I sensed a presence behind me. Following instructions, I didn’t turn around. I did say, “I know you’re there. I feel your presence.”That deep, penetrating voice boomed through me. “I’m going to blindfold you. Don’t resist.”I wasn’t about to resist. I wanted to see how this was going to play out. I felt no danger from him. Charlie would never hurt me. Everything went totally black. Not a hint of light. I felt the knot being tied at the back of my head. I felt droplets running from my pussy as he finished the knot. I was supercharged for whatever he had in mind.Hands on my shoulders, he turned me around. He kissed me. I reciprocated. Our tongues danced together.Just as he said, “Today you can make all the sound you want. No one can hear us.” He grasped my nips through my shirt.This time the feeling wasn’t as extreme, but it was still totally incredible. “Holy shit! You’re doin’ it again, aren’t you? I feel it starting. Jesus Christ, I’m gonna—” That’s when he got me in a lip lock. I threw my arms around him. Our tongues automatically started twirling as my orgasm built and built, then it hit. It was fantastic, but not as overwhelming as the previous one. I only gasped a little as it passed.

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