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The Christmas Market (Audio Script)
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Everyone said it would be a mistake to move to Berlin in the winter, but the freezing weather did nothing to deter her from falling in love with her new home. Now that the holidays are here, she can’t wait to visit her very first German Christmas Market. Her boyfriend, on the other hand, can’t wait to get her alone. In a secluded spot, unable to keep his hands to himself, he dares her to stay quiet. romantic Audio for Women ✅ Public Masturbation Audio Porn ✅ Exhibitionist Audio Sex ✅ Sexy German Accent
Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.
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“Sorry… um… excuse me…
sorry…”
So many people…
this is madness.
If it were anyone else, I would’ve given them a lecture on the environmental damage caused by excess paper waste around the holidays.
But… it’s you.
I’d do anything for you.
It’s really strange, actually.
This… thing between us.
I don’t know how to call it… a relationship, I guess, but we haven’t really made anything official. All I know is that I’m absolutely, completely, head over heels enamoured with you.
You’re new here in Berlin and you were so excited to visit the world-famous Christmas Market, so… here I am.
“Hey! Over here!”
“Oh hey!
Stay there—I’ll come to you!”
“Hey, there you are.”
“Hi.
Sorry I’m late.
I was here, but all the people… I couldn’t find you.”
“It’s all good.
Is it always this busy?
I had no idea this was such a big deal”
“Ah, yeah, generally.
The closer it gets to Christmas, the crazier it gets.”
“I imagine you mostly try to avoid places like this, huh?”
“Yeah, well, you know I’m something of a Grinch.”
“I know that.
But you’re not only my boyfriend tonight, you’re my tour guide.
So, first on the list… I’ve got to try the… Feuer?
Feuer-zan-bowl?”
“The Feuerzangenbowle?”
“Yes!
Yeah, that.”
“Alright, alright.
Let’s see if we can get around this crowd and find you some…”
You take me by the hand and pull me through the throngs of people.
We pass small wooden huts full of sparkling ornaments, scented candles, and lots of other things that no one needs.
“Wow, look at the lights.
They really go all out for this.
Oh—the snowglobes! Ahhhh!
Look at that little Santa in there!”
This is so not my thing… but watching you marvel at the lights and the atmosphere and everything, it’s… kind of contagious.
“I just love Christmas.
The lights, the music, the anticipation, the—”
“You’re really cute.”
“Cuter than the miniature Santa inside this snowglobe?”
“Cuter than… those gingerbread… reindeer ornaments.”
“Christmas really isn’t your thing, huh?
It’s okay, I can tell you’re trying. And I appreciate it.”
“Let’s keep going.
I think the bar is that next stall.”
The feeling of your lips lingers on mine as we make our way further into the market.
You have this effect on me.
It’s hard to put into words, but… it’s just intoxicating to be the object of your attention.
To be looked at by you, smiled at, talked to.
It’s thrilling, like we’re discovering something new together.
Creating something between the two of us that only we will ever understand.
“Well then, cheers.
To our first Christmas together.”
“And many more.”
“Oh my god… that’s so good.
How can you not love flaming rum-soaked cake dripped into mulled wine?”
“Meh…”
“Hey!”
“I’m kidding, it’s fantastic.
Really, really good actually.”
You look so beautiful putting that steaming mug to your lips, your hair whipping around your face in the cold wind.
I still remember the moment I first saw you.
It’s cheesy, but… I do. I remember being a little shocked, almost taken aback by how attractive you were that night at Paul’s dinner party.
You’re so open… so loving… you make everyone you meet feel special.
And I still find it a bit hard to believe that a woman like you wants to spend all of your time with someone like me.
“What are you thinking about?”
“Sorry. I, um, I was just wondering if… the Feuerzangenbowle might taste a bit better on your lips than in my cup.”
“Hm. Try it.”
You taste like Christmas spices and caramelized sugar.
And I don’t want to stop kissing you.
I wish it weren’t so cold.
We wouldn’t need all of these thick winter layers and I could touch you…
Fuck, I’m… I just really need you right now.
“Shall we go to my place?”
“Mm, yeah.
Good idea.”
I slip my arm around your waist, keeping us close together as we walk.
“Where are you taking me?”
“This way.”
“What are you doing?”
“I just really needed to do this.”
Our hot breath billows in the air like steam as we kiss.
I slip my hand beneath your jacket, silently daring you to go further, to take the risk of doing something in public.
“Mmm, can’t keep your hands to yourself tonight, huh?”
“Guess not.
Can’t help myself…”
I slide my hands underneath the thick down jacket and your wool sweater… over your hips… up to your breasts…
I push my knee between your legs and kiss over your jaw and down to your collarbone.
It would be so easy for us to get caught, but… that’s kind of what makes me want you so badly right now.
I want to go deep into you, disappear in you…
You grind down on my knee a little, rocking your hips forward…
“I have a feeling… that you’re probably pretty wet right now…”
“Wow, when did you get so confident?
Why don’t you check and see?”
You jump at my cold touch as I push two fingers beneath the soft fabric of your underwear…
I work my fingers deeper into your pants, pulling them down just slightly…
“Looks like I was right…”
“What if someone sees us?”
“I think it’s more likely someone might hear you.”
“Mm, I’ll be quiet, I promise.
Just… don’t make me wait any longer.”
We’re not far from the market.
Close enough that I can hear what people are saying as they pass by the alleyway.
You tremble a little and I press harder against you.
This is reckless, but… you do that to me.
You make it so easy to just…
“It’s so hot how wet you are…”
Your hand palms my dick through my jeans, rubbing it with soft little squeezes as you drive your hips into me.
“I’m not the only one…
I didn’t know public sex got you so worked up.”
“It’s not being in public… it’s just being with you…”
I swirl my fingers over your clit… gathering up your wetness and spreading it through you.
I’m starting to get hot with all of these clothes on… even in the cold night air…
“Please… oh, fuck, please, I need you inside me…”
“I love how eager you are for me…”
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