Sue seemed really impatient to have her tits naked in Wayne’s hands, as
both her hands rose to the valley of her cleavage, and popped the front
latch of her bra. All of a sudden, the breasts that I had dreamed about
were fully exposed to my view, less than two meters away. What a wonderful
sight – firm and soft and glowing in the soft light of the fire, bouncing
slightly with her movements, with her nipples fully extended and erect. Of
course, my unobstructed view was short-lived, as Wayne pushed her
bra-straps off her shoulders, then bent over to take one nipple between
his lips as he gently twisted and pulled the other with his fingers.
I had to wonder what that felt like – for each of them. As I watched,
Sue’s head lolled back on her neck and she began to breathe rapidly, so
clearly she was enjoying Wayne’s fingers and tongue. And for Wayne, well,
to have those prizes bare and warm under his touch and taste must have
been heavenly. I watched as his hands roamed between them, molding and
squeezing, stroking and caressing, all the while kissing and sucking and
licking at Sue’s exposed tits and hard nipples.
Wayne certainly didn’t need to be persuaded to continue, that much is for
sure. I certainly would have done the same… heck, assume green light
until told otherwise, right? He returned to her lips with enthusiasm,
capturing her tongue in his mouth, nipping gently at her lips and throat
with his teeth, drawing wet trails along her neck and shoulders with his
lips. Every once in a while he would happen across a spot that Sue really
seemed to enjoy, as evidenced by the little gasps of pleasure that escaped
from her. I noticed that she really enjoyed when he kissed the little
hollow just behind her ear, at the top of her neck.
I was aware, too, that his hands were no longer idle. One hand was around
her waist, and didn’t have a lot of mobility, but the other was free to
roam, and was beginning to exercise that freedom. At first he was
caressing her cheek, cupping her face in his hands. Before too long his
hand had migrated down her neck, pausing on her shoulder before dropping,
oh-so-casually onto the upper slope of her breast. Oh, those breasts. The
soft white swell rising above the edge of her neckline, hinting and
promising at what was hidden beneath.
I have to say, it was a very odd feeling, watching this. So many mixed
emotions running through my head. I wanted to watch, silently, as this
unfolded, careful not to change it by my presence. I also wanted to be a
part of it. I wanted it to be me touching that glorious skin, kissing
those soft lips, and more. I was happy for my room-mate, and jealous at
the same time. And excited. Oh, man, my blood was boiling and my cock was
starting to rise in vicarious readiness. Lacking a way to resolve the
conflict, I stood rooted in place, silently transfixed, participating
You press your hips up as I slide down again and again I am stretched and yet
there is little pain involved. My muscles caress you tightly and we move in
unison. I sway slightly as you ram into me and I slide up and down on your
rigid cock. Up and down a little faster and harder. Your hands on my hips
control me as I am riding you. Up and down, harder and faster until I see
lights exploding as I reach my peak. You press me down until I can move again
on my own and again the rhythm takes over.
Up and down and harder and deeper.
It takes very little time for me to explode again and I feel as though each
thrust from now on will take me to the heavens. I am lost in this experience
and need you to guide me, darling. Each of my orgasms cause further
contractions and makes your cock feel bigger. You tell me “go with it, baby,
let me take you there again”. And you do, over and over. Finally you begin
to get closer yourself and as I have almost collapsed from pleasure I feel you
shoot into me completing our union.
You must have read my mind, sweets for at that moment you take my wine glass
and place it on the nightstand. You wrap one of your long arms around me and
kiss me very deeply as your other hand moves to play with my clit. I respond
as any horny woman would and you slide one then two fingers inside me to make
sure I’m as ready as you think I am. Very quickly you take me in both your
rams and roll onto your back with me now on top of you. “Put it in” you
whisper and I follow your instructions. Taking you in my fingers I rub your
cock against my clit once and then against the entrance to my pussy. Pressing
you into me as I slide against you eases the head of you into me slowly. Oh
you are big, my love. I slide very, very slowly onto you and feel you stretch
me to the limits as you go deeper filling me totally. You whisper “take it
all, baby”. And I finally am able to. Positioning my hips and pressing
against you as tightly as I can I feel like a thick steel rod has me impaled.
Very slowly I begin to move away from you and slide almost off the hardness.
Your hands find my hips and help me into a rhythm that is centuries old but
always feels different with a new lover.
As we sip the wine and cuddle and talk I can feel you getting excited again.
Maybe this wasn’t the dumbest thing I ever did after all. Things seem to be
going very well indeed so far. We are no longer hurried, but are able to
spend time talking and just holding each other. I could become very attached
to you I think. There’s a comfort to that as well, but also fear. We are
very different in our thinking and then there is the minor problem of our
living on opposite ends of the country. Well, in typical Scarlet O’Hara
fashion, I’ll think about that tomorrow. Right now I want more than anything
to feel your big cock ramming into my pussy.
I know you have been looking forward to this for weeks and want you to feel
all the excitement I can provide you. I suck on you harder and harder and
move my head up and down on you faster and faster as your breathing becomes
more inconsistent. Still sucking harder and moving up and down with lips and
hands you moan and make almost intelligible sounds as you feel your explosion
getting closer. Your legs move and your stomach muscles tighten as you are
approaching the edge. I continue to take you for a ride and suck as hard as I
can, taking as much of you inside my mouth as possible and feel you fight the
overwhelming urge to cry out as you finally experience release and blast off
into my mouth. I continue to suck until you have shot all of your juices into
me, once, twice no three times. I swallow the hot, sticky cum and slowly lick
you clean before moving up to lie quietly in your arms. You smile and kiss me
and tell me it was just as you imagined it would be and that you are sure
there will be no time for sightseeing in our short two days together here.
hand on your shaft moves up and down as I begin to move my lips lower and take
more of you into my mouth. My hand meets my lips and they each retreat in
opposite directions. Now in earnest I begin to press you in and out of my
lips and suck on your manhood, my hand now moves in concert with my mouth and
you shift your hips to allow me better access. The hand that was playing with
your balls moves between your cheeks and a single finger strokes you under
your scrotum moving almost to your asshole and back. You flinch and moan and
tell me you love this attention but you may not be able to stand it for long.
Moving slowly I press my lips against your lovely prick and open them to test
the waters, so to speak. The tip is so smooth and slightly damp, and my mouth
is so wanting. Pressing lower I take you into the velvety wet cave of my
mouth. You feel my tongue play with the head and moan. I lick you all over
and up and down. Long broad strokes that seem to have a wonderful effect.
You are almost throbbing, my sweets. My hand still plays with your balls and
I finally take you back into my lips and move my head lower. My mouth
stretches to accommodate your size and I start a very slightly suction.
As you are busy enjoying my tits my hands explore your neck, your sides, your
back and finally your incredible ass. I love the feel of your cheeks in my
hands, just as I love the way you suck on my nipples. Drawing a fingernail up
your side I find a ticklish place and make use of this newfound knowledge.
YOu squirm and laugh and take both my arms in your hands and press them beside
me on the bed. You straddle my body and kiss my neck and throat, then lick
the inside of my elbow which drives me wild. I beg you to release me so I can
continue my exploration. After eliciting a promise that I won’t tickle you
let me go.
I am dying to touch your cock. I have felt it pressing against my body in
various places and know it is very long and apparently very thick as well.
Slowly I shift on the bed and move closer to inspect it. Oh my! Leaning yet
closer I blow softly on it and see it move. My lips are hungry to taste you.
I plant a wet lingering kiss on the very tip of you and hear you sigh. All
the phone sex has paid off. You know my fear of having a man put his hands on
my head at this point and you touch only my shoulders. One hand gently moves
to cup your balls and the other reaches for the shaft while I kiss you again.
I cannot wait to take you in my mouth but I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed.
You are wonderfully constructed, love, but this may not fit.
We find ourselves stretched out on the bed almost fully clothed and as I have
now recovered from the massive explosions in my body I grow impatient to
touch, see and taste your naked body. While we kiss and cuddle we help each
other with buttons and zippers and with some squirming and rolling around
finally get all our clothing off. Your body is terrific, my love, long and
tightly muscled. You are all that I imagined you would be, and MORE. The
next few minutes are taken up as you “pay homage” to my breasts as you put it.
Every centimeter is kissed and licked and tweaked and loved. Listening to
you describe the various parts, including how perfect the nipples are, makes
me wonder how I can simply take them for granted.
Please lover, please. The word stop will not come. You press even deeper
into me and suck at the juices you have caused to flow from me. Finally,
gasping, I beg you to stop. I cannot breathe and I cannot move. After more
major quaking that reaches my soul you plant a wet kiss on my pussy and move
up to hold my quivering body close to you. Running your fingers through my
hair and kissing me all over my face, you whisper that you want only to please
me and make this birthday very, very special.
We kiss more passionately and I feel your hand touch my leg, lifting my dress
and rubbing against my pantyhose. I know you’re checking to see if I
acquiesced to your request, and yes, lover, I did cut the crotch from the
pantyhose! You move very quickly down to the end of the bed, pressing my legs
apart and using both hands rip the nylons away and suddenly bury your face in
my pussy. I feel your tongue tease my clit and then probe my lips. Your
finger stimulates my clit further as you press your warm tongue inside me.
You position my legs over your shoulders and I run my fingers through your
hair as you take me to that special place. I feel a powerful orgasm rip at my
sanity and give into the feeling entirely. You continue your attentions and I
know I will be at your mercy until you decide I’ve had enough. My hips thrust
forward and my breathing becomes very sporadic as the waves crash over me
again and again. Animal sounds are filling my throat and I cannot even
remember where we are.
After what seemed like an eternity we arrived at the hotel. It was nicely
appointed and in the Buckhead section. Two double beds and chilled California
Chardonnay compliments of my counterpart in Atlanta. The card said “Happy
This trip is actually a business trip for me but you wanted to come help me
celebrate so we agreed to meet on Friday night and party till Sunday afternoon
when I officially had to be there. So far except for the kiss at the airport
and some infrequent hand holding in the cab we have not been very affectionate
and I’m beginning to think we may have to find alternative methods of
amusement. At last you drop you bag and squeeze me tight. I hug you back and
the kiss I have been waiting for becomes a reality. You nuzzle my neck and I
hear you say, “so that’s what Shalimar smells like? I love it.” More kisses
and you lift me up and turn me so my back is facing the bed. We seem to fall
backwards in slow motion, you still holding me very tightly. I feel your
weight press against me and your hand caresses my breast, softly and lovingly.
The next hour is mostly a blur. I remember smiling shyly and you walking up,
taking me in you arms and hugging me as you said “Hi, baby”. We made small
talk as we walked to the airport’s version of Muni-Metro. I loved your smile
and the way you kept grinning at me. When I told you there was a cab waiting,
your shocked expression was adorable. “You left a cab waiting with the meter
running and the plane was an hour late?” “No, it’s a long story, the meter
isn’t running”, I responded.
The sysop on a local board had recently told me of a disastrous meeting he had
in a similar situation. All sorts of scenarios ran through my head. I know
so much about you and I feel so close to you, but still, I don’t KNOW you. At
least not yet.
Finally the jetway opened and the passengers began coming through the door. I
stood beyond some of the others waiting to meet the arrivals so I could hide I
suppose. Looking around me I noticed no others females alone who fit my
description and realized hiding wouldn’t help. I needed to walk right up to
you and get it over with. Finally there you came, looking even more handsome
than the photos you sent me. And even taller than the 6’3″ you confess to