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For the next several months I see, hear, and feel? sense nothing that has anything to do with the girl I saw at the bar that night. I carried her garments with me for about a week. I couldn't resist smelling them, which caused me to masturbate to an enormous orgasm every time, until the smell started wearing off of them. I then put them in a plastic bag, hidden in my apartment in case I come across her trail again. At least I saw her that one time. If I never do again, at least I know she exists, we exist. I was starting to think I was crazy. I've sensed others before, pretty strongly, even brief glimpses, but never such a long sustained visual on one of my kind, and luckily a female. I've spotted males before and the compulsion to meet is strong, but I never realized how much stronger it would be when I met a female. If we would have physically made contact, we probably would have destroyed the room, killed whoever got too close while fucking each other to death for several days, if not longer. I don't know what would have happened. If we fuck, do we somehow gain knowledge of my species' inner workings, showing us how to find the rest of our people? Or do we simply keep going as we have been, with our heads in the dirt? I've always felt that we would one day all be joined together as a race. I'm probably just being nostalgic. I head out around sunset. Always liked twilight. It means most of the normals are going to sleep soon and my senses become more acute. If my senses were this sharp in the day, I would lose my mind around all the idiots prating around their boring humdrum meaningless lives. Don't get me wrong, I make it sound like I hate humans. Not all of them. They are a race like we are, just very different, with different goals and priorities. On foot and with a soft chill breeze, I head down to the park about a mile away. I come here often, because I suspect this is one of the places my kind would come to find others. It's a gathering place and it's outdoors. About the time night settles in, I feel an itching in the furthest reaches of my senses. It happens when I'm taking a break, sitting in the grass. This could either mean trouble, another of my kind, or nothing, a false alarm which I have all the time with my wishful thinking. Two girls walk by, one turns and points at me, while whispering to her girlfriend laughing. I can't make out what she is saying. They turn my direction. The short one, with brown tightly curled hair, pulls the taller brunette in my direction. I'm dreading it already because I have no real interest in humans, except for the Ankara bayan escort (http://ankaradatenteci.com/) occasional fuck when I get frustrated in my search and even, then I form no attachments and sneak out while they sleep or go to the bathroom. Never seeing them more than once. The short one greets me, "What's your name?" "Have we met?" "No, I guess you could say I'm just really friendly and have never seen you here before. My name's Amelia and this is Brandi." I can tell Brandi wants to leave but knows that Amelia wont until she's ready." "Are you from around here?" "Sev, and no, I'm not. Just passing through." "That's too bad, Sev? What a strange name. Where are you staying?" "My, you are full of questions." "You just seem like you could use some company." "I'm fine. I'm just looking for somebody." "We can help you look, two extra sets of eyes." "I'm afraid you will just distract me." "Which one of us do you find the most distracting?" Brandi looks like she wants to die and rolls her eyes, exhaling sharply. "I think your friend is ready to leave," I tell her. "Forget her? Do I distract you?" The itching I felt earlier becomes a throbbing and changes direction. Am I picking up on something? If this bitch would leave me alone, I might be able to home in on it. "I'm sorry, I don't have any money." "Shit, I'm not a prostitute." "Sorry, but you came on so strong and this park is full of prostitutes." "It's okay. I just really like you." "You just met me." "You're my type. I knew I wanted to fuck you as soon as I saw you." "I'm outta here," her friend says. "Catch you tomorrow, Brandi." "Listen, I'm here on foot. I'm not able to give you a ride anywhere. Maybe you should go with her?" "That's okay, I can call a cab when I need to," Amelia says enthusiastically. The throbbing splits into two entities in my mind. Fuck, there might be two of them here. "Listen, I'm really not interested." "Bullshit, you're not interested," her eyes are wide and gazing between my legs. She's eyeballing my cock which, because of the situation, is already so hard the head is sticking out of the top of my jeans, for all to see. "You're really large," she says, with a hungry look on her face. I can't believe my luck. There are possibly two of my people here and this slut wont leave?Wait a minute, maybe I can use this to my advantage. I touch the tip of my dick with my middle finger smearing a drop of pre-cum that has formed all over the head. The girl's mouth opens a little, with a bewildered look on her face. "I thought you weren't interested? Escort bayan Ankara (http://ankaradatenteci.com/) Was playing hard to get? Wow, you went from cold to hot in like, a second. You're so horny suddenly. I can see it in your eyes and cock. You almost look like a different person. I like it." I'm horny, but not for her. It's one of the side-effects of when I'm near one of my people, causing intense emotion, most of the time an insatiable sex drive. The good thing about it is the hornier I get, the further my senses will extend, as long as I can keep a clear head. With her mouth wide open and body frozen in place, I unzip my pants and free my cock. "What are you doing? Are you wanting me to fuck you out here, in front of all these people? We'll be arrested," she says. "If you want to fuck me, you'll do it now." "You get off on doing it in front of people, don't you? I can't, If I go to jail, I'll lose my job and it's a great job." I wrap my fist around my shaft and squeeze it up to the tip. A long string of jizm seeps out dripping down to my balls, a little getting on my jeans. "Holy Fuck, what am I doing? I've never wanted anything so bad before," she gasps, her eyes wide. (The Kind produce odorless chemicals which are said to act as sexual attractants much like more powerful versions of testosterone and pheromones in humans.) She gets down on her knees, between my legs and sniffs the liquid coming out of my dick, then slowly licks the tip clean then down the shaft and balls and back to the head again, to suck whatever might remain inside. Wrapping both hands around the base, she starts pumping, while keeping the head in her mouth. I can't pinpoint where the two others are. Just that they are closer. I'm not to the point where I can see their true forms yet. They could be any of the people in this park. The feeling is not as strong as the one from the bar, but it's still unbearable. Time to up the ante. "Take your shirt off!" I tell her. "No, are you insane?" "FUCKIN' TAKE IT OFF!!!" She starts unbuttoning her shirt. Something lurches to the right of my senses. The feeling gets stronger. I rip her shirt and bra off in one motion exposing her nicely sized white tits. With a look of shock and rapture on her face she does nothing. "SPIT BETWEEN YOUR TITS!!!" I tell her. She hesitates then does it. A long thread of spit coats her cleavage, still connected to her bottom lip. "MORE!!!" She does it. I push my pants down further and pull her down until my dick slides between her tits. I cup them in both hands pushing them together, as Bayan escort Ankara (http://ankaradatenteci.com/) I slide it between them faster and faster. She automatically spits on the head of my cock as soon as her tits start to dry, making them nice and slippery. Nipples getting hard, she fucks me faster with her tits. "Hey check it out. Holy shit, he's titty-fucking the hottie," someone says. Damn, somebody has noticed us and will surely draw more attention to us. I'm not stopping now. Amelia is turned on, but I don't think she is to the point where she'll want to continue with an audience. She stops grinding me and looks around realizing she topless. Dammit, she's gonna run. I sit up and push her down in the grass on her back, undo her zipper and yank her pants down. I can already smell her excited pussy. Her expression is one of fear. "It'll be worth it," I assure her. "Are you insane?" "Keep your hair in your face, so no one will recognize you." Sliding her pants off, I pull her legs up spreading them and start licking her pussy through her already drenched panties. Her legs lock around my head, as I move my head up and down, teasing her clit with my nose and fucking her pussy with my tongue through the fabric. She starts moaning and pulls her panties to the side to give me better access. I stick two fingers inside her and work her clit with my tongue. She digs her crotch into my face. More people walk up. "Damn, would you look at that." "You think they are gonna fuck?" "I bet they fuck." "I hope they fuck. I want to see them fuck." I can't risk her getting cold feet again and slide her wet panties down her legs and off. She's still in the moment and spreads her legs wide for me. "Slide that hard dick in me and fuck the hell outta me!" "They're gonna do it! YES!" Someone says. With both her hands, she opens her dripping pussy for me. I waste no time and swirl the head of my cock around her open lips, back and forth. She doesn't want any foreplay. She wants to fuck and lifts her pelvis off the ground, taking me inside her. She grabs her heaving breasts and squeezes the nipples, while pumping her pelvis, taking a little more of me inside her with each thrust. No more chance of her chickening out. She wants to fuck me now, no matter who watches. The two presences are getting really close. Not much longer and I will be able to see them as they really look. More people gather and some of them start chanting, "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK" over and over. There are others in the background who don't look so thrilled. Two of three are on cellphones. I hope they are talking to their friends and not calling the police. There are two more standing behind everybody else, on the opposite side, just watching curiously. Could that be them? Stay a little while longer and I'll know. Don't leave. Don't leave. It's a big male and tall female, both with sandy blond hair and with strange expressions on their faces.