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They Finally Meet Ch. 01

By: masterslave00



They finally meet

The Introduction of this story is completely true. The rest is a pure fiction based on fantasies that Claire (not her real name) and I (John is not my real name either) shared over many years. This is my first story published in English. English is my fourth language but most used right now since I have been living in Australia for the past 20 years.

Introduction

Claire and John have known each other for long time. John was there when Claire got married for the first time, got real-life lover, divorced and finally married again. Claire, on the other hand, was there when John's wife had major, life threatening surgery. They have been there for each other and although both 'taken' they have been drawn together through one common point. They both have insatiable sexual desire that has not been fully satisfied in either of their marriages. Their on-line affair started many years ago and they have exchanged numerous written fantasies dealing with their wildest and often darkest sexual desires. They met occasionally using SKYPE and John gradually amassed great collection of Claire's innocent and not so innocent and even pornographic pictures and video recordings.

Even though that John has been living on the other part of the world, they had several opportunities to meet personally and realise some of their fantasies 'in flesh'. Several times, they had just a few tens of kilometres or hundred kilometres between each other. However, each time they did not manage to get together for various reasons. Either because John, who has apparently 'perfect marriage' with little exception of unsatisfactory sex, pulled out because he feared consequences, or because Claire was not able to travel to place where John was.

One of the fantasies John used to have was a sex with MILF. Since Claire got pregnant and later gave birth to little boy, John has been reminding her that particular fantasy. At that time, Claire and her second husband moved temporarily to Crete where he was posted on job.

Several months later, John has got an offer to spend one month of his research leave on Crete. He did not wast a minute and started to plan. This time, however, he did not divulge any of his plans to Claire and had firmly decided to fulfil his MILF sex fantasy and ideally many more, no matter what.

First meeting

So at the beginning of September he has found himself in Crete without Claire having slightest idea about his plans. His first few days at Crete were very hectic organising everything for his stay but on a first Friday he was settled enough to start working on his plans. Freshly showered, shaven, perfumed and nervous, John took his phone and dialled Claire's phone number, leaving fate to play the rest.

"Hello, this is Claire..." he heard nearly immediately.

"This is John, Claire. I wanted to hear you again and I have not seen you on-line on SKYPE for some time so I decided to call you" said John nervously.

"I am glad to hear you too, John. And particularly today so. We have had arguments with my husband lately again and on top of that, he had to fly to Prague on business for week or two. I am here on my own, upset and lonely, only with my little boy..."

"Well, I am so sorry to hear that, Claire" continued John and they spent next few minutes discussing their lives and what has been happening to them lately.

"It is pity that you are so bloody far away. I need a man and good sex so much right now."

"How about I tried teleporting myself from Australia to Crete," joked John.

"Yeah that would be fantastic, but unfortunately you are not Dr Who..." said Claire gloomily.

"Well, how about I told you that I already am on Crete to stay here for a month. I have been in this hotel since Tuesday spending time plotting best way to let you know that I am so bloody close to you and in a need of great woman and even greater sex."

"I would say that you are a stupid liar and bastard to make a joke like this. Should I be able to lay my hands on you, I would spanked your sad ass so much that you could not sit on it for a week."

"Well, as you know, I would not mind bit of spanking, but considering mutual benefits, I would prefer if it was not that hard as you are suggesting."

"Stop fucking with my mind John. Don't make life even more miserable than it already is..."

"I am not fucking with your mind. If you do not believe me, please call my hotel and ask for apartment number 3," continued John and gave her number of the hotel. "Or better still, why don't you come here?"

"John, you are really here? God, what a surprise. I cannot, little one just fell asleep." Claire gushed out. "No, I still don't believe you. But you know what? If you really are here, you will be ringing my doorbell in 15 minutes. Here is the address," says Claire now starting to realise that it is not dream and dictates him her address. "It should not take you more than 15 minutes to get here from your hotel. You will get 5 lashes with my new cane for every minute you are late..."

"I bet you do not have a cane, so stop kidding," laughed John.

"If you are not kidding me and really are here and want to find out if I do have a cane, then be late. Your fifteen minutes start right now..."

John wanted to say something else, but realised that the line is now dead. He took city map and started looking for Claire's address.

"That bitch! It's impossible to make it in 15 minutes," flies thorough John's mind while he is quickly getting dressed and in less than three minutes leaves his hotel.

It is hot outside and he does not want to get too sweaty. But on the other hand, he is not too keen to find out how it is with the cane. At least not right now. There should be enough time for it later, judging from what he has just heard about Claire's husband being away.

John tries his best, but it takes him good 20 minutes before he arrives at given address and presses button on the intercom. Claire's face appears on the screen.

"You bastard, you are really here. But you are 6 minutes late and that means 30 lashes with cane before we can have some sex..." says Claire and John suddenly knows that she means that. "The door is open. Walk straight through the corridor to the living room. Strip naked stay next to the coffee table facing the door and ring the little bell that is on the table."

"Claire, I did not plan to meet you like this. Should we not talk first a bit first?"

"I did not plan to meet you like this either. You are the bastard who makes surprises and then cannot be on time. So either it will be as I say, or you can leave now... You have three minutes to ring the bell or disappear from my life forever," says Claire sternly and the screen darkens.

In a second John know that it is now or never and in the next second he makes the decisions. He walks inside the house, to the living room, strips naked, folds his things on a chair and standing a shaking slightly he rings the bell... He does not know how long he waits but than he finally sees Claire. Dressed in black lacy bra, matching black panties barely covering her bushy pussy, black stockings and holding long cane in her hand she stops in the doorway.

"Claire, finally," says John and makes few steps toward her.

"Stop and don't move!" orders Claire John exchange too many fantasies with Claire over the years to know that it is better to obey her, so he stops and waits. She walks slowly towards him and then circles him and inspects his body. "Not bad for someone over 50" she thinks for herself and is pleased to see that just a look at her is causing John's dick getting quickly from flaccid state to something much more desirable.

"Look at this" she points with the tip of the cane towards his now fully erect dick. "So, you like it..."

"No, I don't like..." starts John and then stops suddenly. He knows more than well, that he is the sub now and he is supposed to shut up.

"Shut up and don't speak without being asked..." she chuckles. "And if you speak, don't forget to use a proper language. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Madam Claire."

"God I wish I could just go and fuck your hard dick, but rules are rules. Bend over the armchair," she orders.

John reluctantly and excitedly at the same moment walks towards closest armchair and bends over it. His ass is sticking high and his dick is bent down on the back side of the chair.

"Count them for me," says Claire and first lash lands on John's buttocks.

"One."

"Let's repeat it, you missed something" says Claire and second lash lands on Johns buttocks.

"One, thank you Madam."

"Two, thank you Madam."

Lash after lash lands on John's buttocks and some on his upper tights. It hurts but not as badly as he expected and to his surprise he is getting harder and harder and precum is flowing out of his dick.

"Twenty five, thank you Madam."

"Now, I am going to make a deal with you John. I will waive last five lashes and whatever you have earned on top of that since you arrived under the condition that you make me cum with your mouth only in less than 10 minutes. If not, I will double the remaining lashes and add another 25 for not making me cum. Are you up to this challenge John? You have fifteen seconds to think about it."

John knows that Claire usually needs more stimulation than just mouth, but he also smells her pussy so he expects that she is as horny as he is and decides to risk it.

"Yes, Madam, I accept your challenge and ask you to double the punishment if I am not successful," he answers, surprising himself with a bold suggestion.

"Wow, you trust yourself, John..." says Claire and strokes his now painfully hard dick. "If you make it, I promise you won't be sorry... The reward will be ten times better than punishment if you don't make it. Come here," she says. 

John straightens his body and sees Claire sitting in the other armchair and pulling her skimpy panties down her legs. He walks slowly towards her, giving her time and making decisions for himself. He knows that he might need to take some risks if necessary. Then he kneels between her legs. She puts her tights on his shoulders and pulls his head to her soaked bush. As soon as he starts licking and finds her engorged clit, he knows that he will get through this challenge. He laps her slit with long laps first, but then he concentrates on her clit. He sucks it into his mouth and bites it a bit. Her moans and her hands pushing him hard to her crotch tell him he is doing right. He enjoys Claire's pussy so much that he loses control of the time. He is no longer punished slave; he is lover who makes sure that his goddess gets what she deserves. He works on her pussy and clit as best as he can and suddenly she squeezes his had with her tights and pushes even harder to her crotch with hands. Few seconds later she erupts in orgasm so strong that it surprises John. His mouth is flooded with so much juices that he knows at once, that Claire had a female form of ejaculation, thing that he never experienced before and though would never experience.

Exhausted Claire eases grip on him and catches her breath back again. "Wow, you made it and you have time to spare..."

"Wow, I have never dreamt of experiencing something like this..." says John with his face covered in her cum.

"And you have never got blow job like you are just going to get," trumps Claire knowing well, that John's last blowjob was more than 20 years ago before he met his now wife. She slides down the armchair and kneeling in front of John takes his entire 8" dick in. He feels her throat and he knows that he will cum soon. She does not give him too much time to think about it though, because her expert deep throat ministration of his dick is soon followed with two fingers massaging his prostate. In no time, he blows his load straight down to her throat.

She swallows every drop of his load and with big grin says "Welcome to my home John. Now that we did the first step, we can enjoy week and maybe even more. I am sorry that I played it this harsh way and that I rushed things through, but I wanted to make sure that neither of us would change mind and pull out again..."

"Thanks for playing it this way. I have completely enjoyed it and yes, I was worried that I pull out at the last moment. You did not give me chance. So, here we are, having finally real affair and time and space to fulfil at least some of other fantasies that we shared in the past."

They Finally Meet Ch. 01



Chapter 1 - Kimpton Hotel, King St, Alexandria VA

He could feel the dampness in his palms. The back of his throat was dry and he could swear that he could hear his heart beating.

*Ding* 6th Floor the elevator chimed. The old doors seemed to scrape the entire way opening.

He took a deep breath and stepped off the elevator. 6th floor. He took 2 steps off the elevator to allow the doors to close behind him so the nice old couple that chatted him up for the 15 seconds in the elevator could reach their destination. They asked if he was in town visiting for business or vacation.

"Ummm...Not sure.." was all he could get out. The couple politely chuckled and then sat waiting for his return question back. However, the thought to ask them didn't cross his mind. He had bigger things running around in his head. 

Really just one thing. One person.

It started innocently enough with some random racy emails and a random cock pic. Slowly progressed into a full on relationship over the course of 3 years. They NEEDED each other. They yearned for each other. The online sex they would have, when she would watch him stroke while she directed or massaged her tits was some of the most exhilarating moments of their otherwise ordinary days. 

Was she really here? He thought to himself. He couldn't believe he was on the 6th floor. He wasn't sure what he was doing here. He never thought he would cheat on his wife, but he could do nothing to fight this urge his body had. To touch her, smell her...or taste her. He couldn't fight what his mind wanted and his body needed. He was here as much for the physical as...whatever this relationship was that they had. He was here because he needed her. 

He hit the down button to call the elevator. The internal struggle was almost unbearable. He closed his eyes took a deep breath. He turned from the open elevator door and walked toward Room 614. 

He wasn't sure what would happen but he decided at that point that he was tired of always doing the right thing. He needed her and she needed him. The slightly outdated wall paper was dimly lit down the hallway toward the room. A door cracked and he paused. Was it her? He couldn't tell what room it was. 

Then a woman in her late 50s in a business pant suit came out a door and made her way down the hall and to the elevator. 

"No turning back now" He muttered under his breath. He found himself standing looking at room 614.

A moment of panic set in. He closed his eyes. His right hand moved to his left and his fingers spun his wedding band on his ring finger. It felt like an eternity had passed before he opened his eyes. One deep breath later, the door was opening and she was standing in front of him. He didn't knock or really make a move but he was now staring at her face to face. He smiled at her out of instinct. He always smiled when seeing her face. She smiled back. 

"Hi" he chirped out. 

"Hey" she quipped back.

They stood staring at each other for what seemed like 10 minutes. It was like they had just received their sight and were seeing for the first time. In reality it was probably 20 seconds standing looking at each other. 

"You're here..." He choked out before coughing as if to clear his throat.

"Yup..." She said a bit hesitantly as if she all the sudden regreted the flight to DC. 

He picked up on this tone and now felt nervous. 

"Want to grab a drink at the bar?" He asked. "The restaurant, Jackson 20, is pretty good." 

"Geez 'Alex' its only 12:30 in the afternoon." She responded tersely. 

He actually looked at her for the first time. She's exactly how he'd always thought she'd be. He'd seen her 100 times but seeing someone for the first time is different. He felt right at home with her. 

"I don't recall asking what time it was..." He playfully responded. 

She quickly swung her right hand and slapped him across the face. Not hard to hurt but to let him know she was now in charge. She closed the door behind her, grabbed his left hand and started walking to the elevator lobby. 

He was still a bit stunned by the slap but also very turned on by the way she grabbed his hand. 

"You will do what I say, when I say, and how I say. This is all about me." She spoke in a low monotone. She turned to look at him and all he did was nod his head up and down once. 

They waited for the elevator.

They ride the elevator in silence. She has her left arm now locked with his right and is standing tight at his side. 

The elevator stops at 4. A housekeeping maid gets in with her cart. She pulls his arm to back of elevator so they make more room for the cart. 

The maid presses 3. 

At the back of the elevator, he stands smiling and says hi to the maid.

The maid says hello back and exits with an "enjoy your stay". 

Another slap once the doors close. " I didn't tell you that you could speak to her"

She turned so she was standing in front of him and grabbed his crotch with her right hand as she squeezed his face with her left hand. 

"Mine." She shook his face. 

"Mine." She shook his now rapidly hardening cock.

"Don't do that again" she said as she releases both hands as they arrived on the ground floor. 

"Now let's go get a drink" she said happily.

"Yes ma'am" he replied back in a deflated voice. He was playing the part because he couldn't have been more turned on by the show of force and authority she used on him so far. He was very eager to keep moving this forward. 

She hooked arms with him again and they walked to the restaurant entrance.

"Booth please, just us" she spoke before the hostess had a chance to ask how many.

He placed his right hand on the small of her back to guide her in front of him to follow the hostess to their booth. She was wearing a Red Sox form fitting t-shirt, and a pair of nicely fit jeans. He noticed a gentle swaying of her hips as they walked. Those hips have hypnotized him for nearly 3 years. He couldn't believe he was here now with her. 

The booth they got couldn't have been more perfect. It was tucked in a corner where only one direction could see the table and if you sat on the near side, then you could see people coming long before they'd see you.

He noticed the smirk on her face as she patted the seat next to her, telling him he was to sit there. The hostess offered the menus but they were declined. 

"Drinks only for now" she said, "I'll have a Cosmo, he'll have a gin and tonic." 

He smiled at the hostess who was impressed at the woman's authority and control of the situation. 

"I'm still a bit in shock you're here" He said to her without turning his head to the right to look at her. 

"What is shocking about this?" She placed her left hand on the table over his right hand as she shifted to turn to face him. As she finished the question, he felt her right hand slide onto his knee, and move up his thigh, resting about 6 inches short of where his cock lay. 

"We always talked about it, always tortured ourselves if this day would come, and now it's here and I'm not sure if I'm dreaming or what..."he said rather candidly. Then he realized she wasn't talking about what he was. She slid her hand further up his leg until she traced the outline of his hardening cock through his brown khakis. 

"Seems like someone is very happy that I'm here" she said with a laugh. 

"He's waited a long time to meet you" he responded, "I guess we don't have to worry about who is going to make the first move, huh?"

"I didn't come here to fucking sightsee Alex. I came here to..." she regained her composure a bit, "I came here to fulfill my fantasies. You just happen to be the lucky one who gets to be there for it." And with that she squeezed his cock with a pulsing grip for 10-15 seconds then stopped as she saw him close his eyes and bite his lower lip.

Not too long after, the hostess returned with the drinks. Some small talk for a few seconds and she was gone again. Silence ensued for the next 30 seconds or so.

"You know I am here to serve you." He finally responded to her previous statement. "I am yours to do as you please." He turned and smiled at her. 

She grabbed his right hand with her left hand and moved it between her legs. "You better mean that, and if you don't, you'll be very sorry" He started to press his fingers against her. The jeans didn't allow for much but he did as he was told. He rubbed her and pushed against her. 

"I will be right back" she said, so he stepped out of the booth to allow her to slide out. "I have to use the ladies room" 

A minute later she returns. He has finished his gin and tonic He attempts to get up to let her sit, but she just slides in the booth next to him and he slides into the back of the booth. 

"Thirsty much? Geez it's like you really want to get out of here or something!" She said with a wink and elbow nudge. "We'll have one more drink, then we can see what to do after that." She took a sip of her Cosmo. 

They made small talk for the next 15-20 minutes while they each had another drink. This time, Alex ordered a Jack and Coke, and he ordered a Malibu Bay Breeze for his Mistress.

They laughed and joked a good deal. They were both very at ease and loved how comfortable the situation had been so far. Alex was a bit nervous about ACTUALLY crossing the point of no return. He took the last bit of his drink as the hostess dropped the check on the table. "Would you like to charge this to your room, if you are guests, or..." the hostess asked.

"Room 614" as she handed her the hotel room card. 

"Thank you, let me just verify that" The hostess said as she made her way back to the register to run the bill on the hotel card. 

Once the hostess was far enough away, he turned as he felt a hand run up his thigh once more. "I almost forgot I had something for you." She said to him, pretty softly. Their faces only 3" apart. 

"Oh yea...what's that" he said with a sly smile. 

"Close your eyes and open your hands, now" she demanded. 

He complied. He was secretly craving her lips to touch his. She dropped something in his hands. 

"Open your eyes" she ordered.

He looked down at a lacy pair of pink panties that were slightly damp. 

She was already making her way out of the restaurant by the time he came back to reality. He shoved the pink panties into his pocket, and followed quickly after her, like a little puppy.

He caught up with her standing in the elevator lobby. "Trying to lose me?" He said with a smile.

"Nope, just making sure you can keep up with me" she retorted. "I'm going back to my room. You are coming with me, understand?"

"Yes I do." he said. His heart started to race and his throat was dry again. She hooked arms with him again. They stood in the elevator. The tension was palpable in that elevator. The time had finally come. All the built up tension. All the teasing. It was all about to be fulfilled. 

"What if I ruin it" he thought to himself, "what if she's disappointed in me, or I don't meet these crazy expectations we've both probably created for this moment." A small panic attack started. 

He started to imagine all the ways he was going to screw this up when he felt a hand on his ass. She grabbed his ass and squeezed as she looked up and winked at him. It put his mind a bit at ease, but he still was a bit anxious. 

The elevator ride ended and they exited the elevators and made the left down the hallway toward her room. For some reason, he felt like he was walking to the gallows, he wasn't sure what to make of the feeling, but he was sure that he couldn't wait to get in that room.

She slid the room key into the electronic lock and the little green light flashed and the door unlocked and they were quickly inside. The hotel room was your standard hotel room. He did notice however there were two full beds, instead of a single king bed. 

He watched as she walked to the far bed. She very calmly and purposefully sat on the corner of the bed. She turned and smiled at him. He stood at the end of the entrance area adjacent to the closet. He fumbled his hands a bit, looked down, then took a step toward her.

"Stop." she said sharply. 

He did as she said. He turned his gaze to her. Their eyes locked and he knew he was now hers, he was her slave. 

"Take your shirt off. Unbotton every button, and take it slowly off each arm. Do not take off your pants or your undershirt."

He complied. He untucked his button down plaid blue and white shirt. He reached his hands, shaking slightly, up to the top button and worked his way down.

"Look at me while you do it, damn it" she demanded.

He once again turned his eyes to her. He slowly removed one shoulder from his shirt, and slid the arm out of the sleeve, and did the same for the other side. He was not holding the shirt in his hand.

"Hang it up in the closet, we don't want it to get wrinkled, now do we?" she said, again in that monotone emotionless tone. 

He reached to the closet, creaked open the metal bi-fold doors and hung his shirt on the hanger. He buttoned the top button as he typically does when hanging up his shirts. 

"Undo your belt buckle, but don't take it off, and unbutton your pants, and untuck your shirt." she barked at him as he closed the closet door and returned his eyes to her. 

He made sure to keep his eyes on her, as he undid his belt, with a flick of his wrist and unzipped and unbuttoned his pants. He made sure he flashed his abs as he untucked his white undershirt and returned to a relaxed standing position waiting for his Master's next orders. 

His cock started to harden as he started to relax and just be in the moment with her. He put his left hand on his hip, then stretched with the right arm a bit, again trying to flash his abs and hip area. 

"I did NOT tell you to move." she stood up as she said this to him. She made her way to him until she was standing directly in front of him. He didn't notice her smell until now. Reminded him of his summers at the beach. Smelled like a good mix of sun tan lotion and a coconut. 

"Hands behind your head, and don't move them" she whispered in his ear, as she leaned into him, and placed her left hand on the side of his head, and her right hand on chest. She moved her left hand from his head to match her right hand, as it explored his chest. He had his hands folded behind his head. Her hands moved slowly until they moved under his tshirt. Her warm hands on his skin now got his heart going. She could feel his excitement and smiled. 

She moved her hands back down toward his hips, and pulled his pants away from his body until they dropped on their own. He was now standing in his white shirt and solid gray boxers. It was quite obvious that he was thoroughly enjoying this as his cock was very visible as it stood at attention pointing directly at her. She was still fully clothed. She even had her sunglasses propped on top of her head. 

"What is that?" she playfully asked, as she moved her left hand from his hip to trace her pointer finger down the length of his hardening cock through the thin fabric of his boxers. "Let's find out" she said as she moved his boxers down his legs and exposed his now raging hard on. She bent over at the waist to move his boxers to his feet and as her face passed by his hard cock, she blew on it and motioned to lick it, but did not. His cock pulsed at the tease and a small drip of pre-cum oozed onto his pink swollen head. 

"Oh how I've waited to meet you" she said as if talking to it, "I'm sure you've very excited to meet me.." She looked back toward his face and said "Now laugh at my stupid pun!" 

He obliged because it helped to ease his nervousness. He laughed a bit, smiled and had the smile wiped from his face, when she grabbed his cock hard with her right hand, her thumb and index finger wrapped at the very base of his cock. She used the palm on her other hand to rub the pre-cum into the head of his cock. She alternated squeezing those fingers tighter and closing her other fingers down the length of his shaft as she massaged the head of his cock with her palm.

He stood there staring at her using all his will to keep his hands above his head as he had been directed. He wanted to grab her, kiss her and throw her on the bed. He did not. He did as he was told. He stood still. She leaned in close to his face as her grip grew tighter on his cock. "You're going to beg me to let you cum, and when you do, you're going to beg me to stop." She then completely released the grip she had on his cock.

She stepped on his pants and boxers that were wrapped around his ankles and said "Step out of them, and go sit in that chair" she pointed to the slightly plush seat in the corner of the room. He wondered if this is what captured animals felt like at the zoo. He felt like he was being detained and viewed like a freshly capture animal. "Not sure an animal would be this excited" he thought to himself. 

He turned to sit in the chair. Completely nude. Except for his brown dress socks. For some reason those remained on. He thought about removing them, but remembered he was under her control, so he stopped himself. He turned his attention back to his Master. She was busy going through a bag. She pulled out a tube of ky jelly and brought it over and set it on the desk next to the chair. She plopped down on the ottoman at the foot of the chair. 

His arms were resting on the arm of the chair, when she flicked the head of his semi-hard cock. "Hands above your head, dumbass" she said with sass and sarcasm. 

He did as he was told. Almost instantly she leaned over and and kissed the spot on his cock where she had just flicked. She then moved up slightly and licked the pre-cum that had oozed out from the almost instant softening due to the pain. She sat back up and licked her lips as she tasted him for the first time. His eyes almost rolled back in his head. He didn't want her to stop there. He hadn't had a mouth on his cock for a few years and it was all he wanted now. He had to fight himself, and she knew it.

"Did you like that?" she purred. She grabbed the base of his cock with her right hand and swallowed about 3" into her mouth, swirled her tongue around his head, and released. "Or would you prefer that?" she teased.

He let out an audible sigh, as his breathing became short and he could feel his balls tightening beneath his now painfully hard cock. She reached with her left hand and squeezed his balls to bring him back down to earth. 

"Don't be getting any ideas just yet, we're just getting started." she said with a wry smile.



They Finally Meet Ch. 02



I have decided to change the style of the writing and will continue the story in the first person. After all it is a fantasy about Claire and me...

Making love

"God, I did not expect you to be hard again in no time. It seems that you were not lying when you in the past said I would be happy with your performance," continues Claire. Unfortunately, at that very moment we both hear her little son crying and Claire runs into nursery. "Come on John, I bet you'd love to see him latched to my boobs and sucking milk. Maybe he leaves little bit for you to try too."

She does not have to encourage me twice and I follow her to the nursery. Claire takes her gorgeous little son out of the cot and in no time offers him her left breast. That little bugger is fast and soon quietly sucks on her left breast. Well, not so quietly and I soon laugh listening to the sound of little bugger sucking and swallowing his mother's milk. While Claire is patiently breastfeeding, we talk about few little things, discuss what has been happening in our respective families lately and start making plans. Claire's husband will be away for at least 7 days but it can turn into as long as fortnight. Claire has already some plans but she will be able to change most of them. She also suggests that I could stay the whole weekend if I wanted. I would of course love to and suggest that perhaps I should go to the hotel and get few things. She laughs.

"John, knowing us, you won't need much... At least not in the dressing department, so to say... All that matters is, that gorgeous dick of yours staying hard as long as possible. But if you insist, perhaps you could fetch some of your necessities later today. But right now, I do not want to miss a single second with you..."

The slurps and gulps of her little son are slower and quitter and soon he is losing grip on Claire's breast and falls asleep. "Look, even he wants me to enjoy you as much as possible. Usually he does not fall asleep that quickly..." says Claire and we leave nursery quietly. Claire does not lead me back to the lounge room, but to master bedroom.

"God John, I have dreamt about this moment so many times. I have dreamt so many times about wild uninhibited sex with you, but all I want right now is 'to make love'. Slow, gentle and passionate love. But don't worry, later I want to try as much from our fantasies as humanly possible."

"I am not worried Claire," I say, kissing her gently and slowly lowering her onto the bed. I am slowly kissing her forehead, her eyes, ears and slowly tracing her neck, down towards her breasts, now freed from the bra. When I reach her right nipple and kiss it gently, she moans slightly.

"You can try to suck a bit, there should be some left..." she moans while I start clumsily sucking. I no time I taste that miraculous fluid and I am not surprised that babies like it so much. I could drink it forever. Claire is gently stroking my hair and I am kissing between her breasts, slowly going down through her belly towards the moist bush hiding her delicious pussy. She stops me just before I reach it and pulls my head back up. Kissing me, she whispers, "Slowly John, we are making love, not fucking, this time." So we kiss and caress each other, our hands exploring our bodies. She massages gently my back and gradually reaches my buttocks. She kneads them gently and asks if it hurts there.

"Yes, it is stinging a little bit, but God, I actually loved it. To be honest, I wish you did not stop on 25" I admit and she says that she had that feeling but could not wait any more to have her pussy eaten. She reaches my hard dick and plays with it gently while I reach her pussy and start teasing her with my fingers. Knowing that we decided to 'make love' I do not push too hard and enjoy our intimate moments. However, it does not take too long and Claire's breath is shallower and she starts moaning.

"I want you to make love to me, John," she whispers. "Please make love to me," she repeats and pulls me on top of her. At the same moment she guides my hard dick between her legs and I enter her warm pussy with easy. She is so wet that she must have poodle under her. At the same moment, it surprises me how tight she is, just 6 months after giving birth. She must know it, because she starts explain how she exercises and I can feel her pussy muscles working on my dick. I start slowly moving in and out of her. She warps her tights around me and pulls me deeper into her and holds me deep in her. We are kissing fervently and then she eases on her grip and lets me to start moving up and down again. Gently sucking on her left breast I continue pumping in and out of her and with increasing intensity of her moans start going harder and harder.

"Yes, this is the way. Don't change anything now," Claire moans and I follow her hints. I can feel waves of incoming orgasm in her belly and after few more moves of my dick, she has long orgasm. It is not as violent as the first one today and she does not cum this time, but it lasts incredibly long. Wanting to give her as much of pleasure as possible I hold myself from my own orgasm, only to realise few moments later that I have forgotten what Claire told me many times in the past. When she has intense orgasm, she gets so sensitive that she cannot stand further stimulation.

"Please John, stop now. Please, pull out please... I know you have not come, but I cannot stand it anymore..." she moans gently. I pull out of her and hold her tight. She rolls me on my back and strokes my dick gently. "Do you prefer waiting few minutes or do you want another blowjob?"

"Claire, you know that I cannot say no to a blowjob," I whisper trying not to break the atmosphere.

"Yes, I know," Claire says and slowly starts kissing my neck and then my nipples. She remembers all too well how sensitive they are. We discussed in the past that I could probably get orgasm from just having my nipples stimulated enough. For a moment I think she wants to try, but then she continues kissing and nibbling further down towards my hard pre-cum spilling dick. "God, you said that you have lots of pre-cum, but I never expected so much," she says between licking all of if from my belly, around my dick and then kissing the very tip of it. She plays with at the tip with her tongue, sticking it little bit in and then licking all around the head. Suddenly she takes the whole head in the mouth and squeezes her lips just below. That's so delicious and I could cum just from that. She very slowly continues until she has again the entire length of my dick in. Then she goes back up, nearly letting the head out of her mouth and again down. I let out a moan of delight. "Can you hold it? Can you wait few more minutes? I want you to cum inside me while making love."

"I think I can, but don't tease me too much, please" I respond, feeling her mouth again engulfing my dick. After she does that couple of more times, I warn her that I may cum. She leaves my dick and returns to my mouth giving me to taste mix of her saliva and my pre-cum.

"I think I am ready again. John, this time you enjoy," says Claire and positions her body above my hard dick. Before I can think about it, she lowers her pussy on my hard pole and starts riding it. I grab her bouncing tits and play with them. I squeeze one of her nipples and get splashed with a stream of milk. Claire moans and increases speed of riding on my dick.

"Claire, I am going to cum..." I exhale.

"Please cum inside me, flood me with your hot cum, darling," she encourages me and after few more up and downs of her body I feel tension and then release in my body. Spurt after spurt I fill her pussy. Suddenly Claire stops moving and I feel her pussy squeeze me once, twice, three times and then Claire collapses on my body, shaking violently in another orgasm. 

"God, that was unexpected," moans Claire when she finally recovers. "It was so strong. I felt like I have lost consciousness for a moment."

I assure Claire that she has not lost consciousness but it was indeed surprising. She lifts herself of my now softening dick and moves towards my head. She knows that I like to eat pussy and that I do not have much chance to do it with my wife. She whispers, "Do you want to eat me out?" and without waiting for my answer (not that she would not know it already), she positions her pussy just above my mouth and I start eagerly licking her pussy... I am surprised with the amount of the liquid, being sure that it cannot be just my cum. It tastes so good and I lick and lick until there is not anymore. Only then Claire lifts herself and gives me passionate kiss.

"God, we taste great together..." Then she cuddles next to me and our arms wrapped around each other, we fall asleep only to be woken up by cries from the nursery.

"Well John, unfortunately, this is what we will have all the time," says Claire, putting on bathrobe and heading to the nursery. "Make yourself at home... This will take longer, he will need to be changed, fed and God only knows what else. I'll find you as soon as I can."

I take a hot shower and wrapped in bath towel walk down to lounge room and find a bar. It is not stocked as well as I'd like to and I make a mental note to make sure that when I go for my things to the hotel, I also stock the bar.

After what appears like eons I walk to the nursery. Claire is fully dressed and she is finishing dressing her little boy. "Claire, is anything wrong?" I ask concerned.

"Nothing is wrong, John. I have just simply forgotten that we have an appointment with paediatrician this afternoon. If everything goes well, we will just make it. Sorry, can you wait for us? You know, here in Greece, you cannot afford to miss an appointment. It is hard to get one."

"There is nothing to be sorry for darling. I can wait. Or even better, I can go to the hotel to pick few necessities and be back later on." With that, Claire kisses me and gives me number code from the entrance door and security alarm. She thinks that she might be back by six in the evening, so we agree to meet here at that time. She then quickly leaves. I get dressed too and return to my hotel shortly after that.

On a way to the hotel I stop at few places and organise some surprises for later today. Later on, I am going to learn that Claire has not wasted her time either and managed to cancel or change some of her previously planned activities and to organise one or two surprises for me too. But that will come later.



They Finally Meet Ch. 02



She squeezed and tugged on his balls again, this time as she licked from the base of his throbbing cock to the underside of his head. She used her tongue to massage the underside of his head and matched the rhythm with the squeezing and yanking of his balls. This tandem was both jarring and unbelievable. The slight pain mixed with the incredible pleasure was almost unbearable. 

This must have been some sight. A completely naked man, arms above his head, with a fully clothed woman licking his cock while sitting at his feet. 

He had his head back in the chair trying to relax. When she stopped. 

"Look at me damn it." she demanded. He opened his eyes and tilted his head forward just in time to see her, while making full eye contact with him, slide her mouth down his entire shaft. His cock was now completely in her mouth. He nearly came but was stopped again by her hardest tug yet on his balls. 

He moaned and tried to keep staring but he was getting so close and near the point of no return. She slid her mouth up and down his shaft a few times then stopped abruptly with a somewhat gentle bite on the shaft just below his very swollen and sensitive head. 

"Not yet pet, not yet." she seemed to say directly to his hard cock. And with that she flicked the head again, causing his hard on to soften. This again caused pre-cum to squeeze out of his now pulsing head. He flinched and squinted but kept his arms above his head. He thought about how good that just felt and what she was doing and how he wish he could have cum in her mouth. She grabbed the tube of k-y with her left hand and then squeezed his face with her right as she now was standing over him straddling his body. 

"I'm going to stroke you for 15 minutes. When 15 minutes is up, if you've been good, I will let you cum." she said very plainly. "You DO NOT cum without me telling you to cum, do you understand, dear?"

0 to 5 minutes

"Yes ma'am, I understand that my cum is your cum and I cum at your command." he answered with a tone that almost deserved a "HOORAH SIR" at the end of it and would make most serviceman proud, for a number of reasons. 

She moved the ottoman to the side of the chair. Squirt some k-y directly onto his cock and started massaging it. The k-y wasn't cold by any standard but the cool sensation when first squirt on his cock caused a slight flinch.

"Are you scared of me?" she taunted, "Is the sexy, muscular, toned little bitch afraid of this little mom?" She continued to work his cock as she said this until it was back to being fully erect. "Don't worry I won't hurt you, much. After all, I do need a cock that will satisfy me for the next few hours, and I have to say, you've done a halfway decent job so far, so I will keep you around" With that, she moved her other hand between his legs and started fondling his balls. She pushed his hard cock up against his stomach so it was pointed directly as his belly button and ran 2 fingers from the base to the head, back and forth, while fondling his balls and rubbing the skin directly behind his sack. 

Her finger slid back and nearer to his asshole and he was startled as this was never really discussed. "Don't you dare move" she demanded. She let go of his very swollen cock and grabbed the k-y. She squirt some on her middle finger and slid it back between his legs. She stared at him as she slid her finger closer to his asshole. She pressed the pad of her middle finger around the rim as she used her other hand to stroke his still hard cock. She then switched to her index finger and inserted to the first knuckle.

He let out a gasp as this was the first time he had been penetrated and he wasn't sure what to make of it. It didn't feel wrong or hurt, but he wasn't sure if he liked it. His thoughts drifted to wondering if this is what it felt like for women with a cock in them. 

She watched his reaction and then decided to see how he'd like some more finger. She slid her finger slowly even further into him as she moved her hand on top of his cock, with her fingers extending the length and his head pushing into her palm. 

"I want you to rock your hips so you push into my hand and sit back on my finger." She told him. He did so and found the sensation quite exhilarating. When thrusting forward he would fuck her hand wrapped around his cock, and when he moved back down her finger would slide back into his ass. His rhythm picked up the pace as he started to really enjoy what she was doing to him. 

He closed his eyes as he drifted toward an orgasm when she slid her entire finger into his ass and gripped the base of his cock as hard as she could. She leaned forward and bit his nipple as she slid her finger out of his ass. His eyes shot open at the quick change and he was stopped just short of cumming. 

6 to 10 minutes

He tried to slow his breathing to calm down but she did not let him. She smiled at him, pursing her full lips, she then rubbed the large amount of pre-cum into his head as she put more k-y on his cock and used both her hands to tease him for what felt like hours. In reality it was a few minutes. She massaged the base of his cock with one hand while rubbing his abs, and upper thigh. 

Occasionally she'd demand he do something, whether it be turn a certain way, look at her, watch what she was doing. At one point, she squeezed a good amount of pre-cum on her finger and demanded "Open your mouth and suck my finger like I am going to suck your cock".

It was like he was a starving child being handed food. He attacked her finger and licked and sucked it as he so desperately wanted her to do to him. 

She chuckled as she watched this desperate vulnerable creature do whatever it was she wanted. And she knew he would. He'd already let her massage his asshole, and hasn't cum for nearly 10 minutes of constant stroking, licking and rubbing. 

She decided it was time to really push him.

11 to 14 minutes

"Stand up and follow me" she said as she turned to walk toward the bathroom. "Now".

He moved out of the chair and quickly followed her to the bathroom. You could almost see an impression in the seat where he was sitting. You could see moisture where his balls had been from all the saliva, k-y and even some pre-cum. On the back of the chair you could make out a sweat pattern where his back was. 

He walked into the bathroom which was similar to your standard hotel bathroom except the shower was enlarged. It had a walk in area, then was just an open shower. He assumed it was a handicapped bathroom but knew this is exactly what she had requested. 

"Stand there" she pointed in front of the sink. He looked at himself in the mirror and recognized what was happening. "Put your hand out" she called to him, and squirt k-y into his hand. 

"Stroke your cock for me." she said. "Slide your hand as if you were fucking me from behind".

He slid his hand from head to base slowly at first, then picked up his pace in fucking his hand as she demanded. He slowed down and began to tease when she slapped his ass from behind as she watched over his shoulder. "I didn't fucking say slow down you piece of shit, now keep stroking for me."

His right ass cheek stung, but he smiled at her in the mirror and began stroking again. She reached around his waist and wrapped her right hand over top his left hand and squeezed and stroked in unison with him while talking dirty in his ear. 

"You're such a dirty man. Coming into my hotel room, stripping naked for me, and then being my life size fuck boy." she hissed in his ear. "I can't wait to feel your hot cum land on tits, or to finally taste your salty load."

With those words, he nearly came. He was trying his hardest to not cum as she wanted. She was talking and saying everything she knew would keep pushing him to the edge. She wanted to make him ache. She wanted to push him to the edge and keep him there, dangling close to orgasm, until she wanted him to cum. She wanted to control this prick. 

"What is it going to be like to feel your cock pulse in my mouth and release those ropes of cum against my cheeks and throat?" she questioned. After a silence of 5 seconds, she said "Well what do you think?"

"I...um...yea..." between short breaths he was able to get the rest out..."whatever...you want..Master.."

She continued to stroke with her hand wrapped around his while watching from over his shoulder. She could smell him and feeling his body against hers reminded her of the control she currently had over him. Her view reminded her of the many times she had watched him stroke in his bathroom at home or where it all started, in the bathroom at his old office. She was now standing watching in person as he stroked his own cock, at her command. 

She released her hand and he stopped. *SLAP* this time on the left ass cheek. "Don't fucking stop" she laughed as she said this and shook her head. He needed the sting and little bit of pain he felt because he was almost cumming but he wanted to make it to 15 minutes. He wanted to make her proud and happy. He began to stroke again and found a good rhythm where it felt good but didn't get him any closer to that edge. He had been concentrating so hard that he didn't realize she had left the room. 

15th Minute

"Come here" she called from the other room. He dutifully responded to her command. 

"Sit here next to me" she said almost like a mother to her child.

He sat next to her and instantly her hand moved to his hard cock and she meant business. She was sitting next to him and he had his hands leaning back on the bed. She was stroking with her right hand.

"You're going to cum where I tell you to cum, there will be no hesitation or questions. I am in charge and you do as I say" she reminded him as she worked his cock with full hard strokes. She pushed his cock so the head was pressing against his stomach and turned on her knees in front of him. She almost inhaled one of his balls as her hands slid up and down the underside of his cock. 

He was nearly comatose at this point. He could not believe he had not erupted all over himself at this point. He was trying to talk himself away from the edge, while she was slowly coaxing him closer through her sucking and stroking. She looked up at him as she moved her mouth to the base of the underside of his cock. Her eyes pleaded "trust me" as her mouth and tongue demanded attention. He shortened his breath. He stared right back at her and couldn't contain himself. He knew his body was going to cum, his cock was going to fail him. He wasn't going to make 15 minutes she demanded. He knew he was only a minute or two away. 

She looked up at him and said in a flat even voice, "I'm going to suck your cock and when you feel yourself about to cum, you tell me. This first time, I want to watch you cum with my hand on your throbbing cock." 

"It hasn't been 15 minutes..." he said. 

"How many times do I have to remind you that I'm in charge and you do whatever the frig I say you dumb shit"

The tip of her tongue slinked down the underside of his cock as her lips drifted over his sensitive skin. He gripped the comforter on the bed tight when he felt his balls tighten. Not yet, he thought, please not yet. He took some deep breaths in an attempt to regain his composure and it worked until he felt her warm lips begin to engulf the head of his cock. Inch by inch she took him further into her warm, wet mouth. He then leaned back so he could move his hips closer to her face. 

His flavor drifted through her mouth as she moved her tongue back and forth, up and down and all around his wonderfully hard, hot cock. She began moving her head up and down on his shaft in a slow, steady pace and she felt him spread his legs a little wider. She then felt one hand and another being placed on her head, fingers tangling in her hair. His heavy breathing and soft moans indicated that he was greatly enjoying what she was doing. 

She decided to quicken her pace on his throbbing cock now. She was moving faster on him now, teasing with her tongue and sucking on his cock like a Popsicle.

The feeling was incredible and it was pushing him toward the edge. He guided her head with his hands while encouraging, "That's it. Don't stop." The suction she'd created with her mouth gave the illusion that he was fucking her. His eyes were closed, head back, body tense with his impending orgasm. 

After another minute, he squeaked out "I'm close..." as he let go of her head. She bobbed her head two or three more times. She released her mouth as she began pumping his cock. He pulled his hips back a bit and couldn't help but start to move them with her pumping. She could feel he was close. His body had tensed and she could hear his short breaths turning to moans. She saw his balls tighten and his abs clench. She pumped as she aimed his cock at his chest and felt the first of five or six thick heavy ropes pulse out of his cock. She could feel the buildup and release with each pump. She watched him for his reaction. He started almost lovingly at her. As a hostage stares at his captive in awe of their power and control.

With the last rope of cum and dribble of more cum out of his cock, she started to pump again. She yelled for him to lay back on the bed. She mounted on top of him sitting with her face toward his feet. All he could see was her back. She was sitting on his chest, while all his cum sat pooling on his stomach as he lay back. She picked some up and rubbed it onto his cock with one hand while rubbing the rest into his stomach like a lotion. 

She then moved her attention to his now softening cock. She started to rub his cock with one hand while massaging his swollen semi-hard head. She was going to stroke him until he begged her to stop. She was in control. He had just cum. He was expecting to collapse in ecstasy and now she was going to make sure he knew she was in charge. 

He bucked lightly until she growled at him to stop. He whimpered as his cock became so sensitive while she worked it hard again. Calling him her dirty little cock boy and trying to assert her dominance once again. She was stroking him when she leaned down and started sucking his now swollen and VERY sensitive head while working his hard shaft with her hands. Raking her nails up the underside while gripping and stroking down the shaft. 

His body gave up. He fell limp as his cock was overwhelmed from all overload. She worked his cock for another minute until he felt his balls tighten again and this time she aimed his cum onto his legs. He shot a few smaller ropes onto each thigh. 

He couldn't breath. He couldn't move. His body was shot. She had made him hers. He was now completely under her spell.



They Finally Meet Ch. 03



He lay there almost stinging in ecstasy. His body released of all the build up over the last hour or two. Feeling her mouth, her hands, her body on his. He couldn't believe he wasn't dreaming. She was still laying on his chest. Her jeans pressing into his bare skin. 

This was almost like a dream sequence to him. It seemed hazed and it was like things were moving in slow motion for him. He was being a little bitch, and he loved every second of it. He was recovering laying on his back on the bed. His cock was limp and covered in cum.

His dream woman was enjoying the view. 

"Ready for round 2?" She quipped.

"I'm still catching my breath from round 1 and 1a." he responded. "But I am up for whatever you want."

"I want you to stand in front of me kneeling and stroke until you cum in my mouth and on my tits" she said matter of factly. "And when you finish, I want you to rub, lick and vibe my clit until I cum."

"I think I can handle that. Wouldn't you enjoy letting me pamper you before I go again?" 

She climbed off his chest and stepped down to the floor. She removed her shirt but left her bra on. It was a black lace bra. Nothing too fancy but very sexy and it did a good job of enhancing her body and figure. 

Her skin was cream and porcelain like except for the tattoos. She had two. Her shoulders flowed beautifully into her neck and her breasts were even more amazing than any picture or video could show. Her hips drew the most attention though. 

He had daydreamed of holding them as he entered her from behind. Pushing into her as he pulled her into him. 

He was in full admiration over her body as this was the first glimpse he had of her in person. He had been parading around for 20-30 minutes fully nude and this is the first he had seen of her...in person. 

With the admiration of her body and thinking about what he wanted to do to it his soft cock had already grown a little harder. He watched as she knelt down, leaned forward and crawled to where he was standing. It reminded him of the sexy video she had once sent him but this time she was really in front of him. 

She leaned in and kissed his semi hard head and said "Not gonna come play?" 

He reached down and grabbed his cock and pushed it again toward her mouth. He wanted to feel her mouth on him and he was letting her know. 

"Now now, don't get too eager. I want to watch you stroke and feel your cum hit me and taste it." she scolded. She then swallowed his cock and popped it out of her mouth as if it were a tootsie pop. "Now start stroking and cum on these tits, will you? It's been a long time coming."

He moved his left hand to his quickly hardening cock. He wrapped his fingers around his girth and started to massage alternating his fingers up his and down his shaft. 

She knelt no further than 12" from the action. She watched intently. Looking as if she was a scientist making observations for a research project. She watched his fingers pressing into his shaft. She was somewhat jealous that he knew exactly what to do, and of his expertise. She always found it so sexy watching him touch himself. 

Now being so close to the action she could feel how much she really loved it. Her jeans were starting to feel wet from how excited she has been. She could feel the excess wetness and warmth between her legs. She moved her left hand between her legs to press against her aching clit. 

His hand was now pumping from base to head, squeezing at the head while he looked down at her. He could see she had moved her hand between her legs and he wanted it to be his hand. He wanted to feel her and smell her. He reached his right hand down and touched her shoulder and ran his hand down her chest and cupped her breast as he kept stroking with his left hand. 

She enjoyed feeling his hand on her so she let him continue, as she watched his head drip pre-cum with almost every stroke. She could again hear his breathing change. His stroking slowed and she could tell that he was again already close to finishing. She was impressed with his ability to get hard again so fast. She reached behind her and undid her bra and let her breasts fall free. He was mesmerized by her body. 

She watched him rub his index finger along the underside of his shaft. He stopped right where his shaft and head met. He flattened his finger and rubbed the pad of his fingers in a gentle circle. This was something she showed him over the years they had spent getting off with one another. His hand moved from her breast as he could feel he was close.

He sighed as he felt his balls twitch. "I'm close" he moaned as he continued to rub his cock.

"Cum for me baby, cum on me!" she pleaded with him. Rubbing her hand between her legs harder. 

She leaned forward and replaced his finger with her tongue. His head fell back and he groaned. She was sliding her tongue back and forth on the underside of his head. He wrapped his index and middle finger at the base of his cock and began stroking as she continued with her tongue. 

It only took five or six pumps before he let out a soft grunt and she felt the first pulse of his shaft on her tongue. She moved her head back as he aimed his swollen pink head at her open mouth. He shot his first rope across her chin into her mouth, and grunted loudly as he released two more ropes on her chin and neck as he moved his aim down to her wonderful breasts. He let out one more rope then a light dribble.as she pulled his cock onto to her skin and rubbed the cum that was on it on her exposed breasts.

He placed his hands on her shoulders when she pulled him into her. He nearly collapsed as he'd never had an experience anywhere near this. 

"Kneel down next to me, and clean me" she said. "And share it with me"

He obliged. He knelt down, stared her in the eyes. Nothing but passion between them. He moved his mouth toward hers. She put her hand up and directed his head to her neck, and breasts. He moved his mouth along her neck down to her collarbone, licking lightly on her skin. She kept her hand between her legs. He moved his left hand to cup her breast as he pulled her into him licking more of his sticky warm cum off of her. 

He moved his mouth down between her breasts and inhaled her. Her skin was soft and she smelled so good.

He moved his mouth to her nipples. They were hard, not much longer than a thick eraser. He closed his mouth on it and sucked. He could feel a reaction from her. She seemed to enjoy it. He moved to continue to clean her as requested. 

He moved to their underside of her breast and for the first time smelled her. She must have been very wet for him to smell her. His cock twitched as it hardened from smelling her. 

He moved back to her nipple this time on her other breast. She used her free hand to grab the back of his head and press him into her breast. He took the hint and sucked on her breast and flicked her hard nipple with his tongue. He continues to massage her other breast as he did everything he knew how to this one with his mouth. 

She threw her head back as she started to move her hips in unison with her hand between her legs. 

He licked the last rope off her and moved his way back to her mouth. He reached a hand behind her head and pulled her mouth to his. The moment their lips touched they both moaned. It was like an explosion as her soft lips touched his and his tongue entered her mouth. 

They were a bit timid at first but soon found their rhythm as they were able to feel each other out and were making out very heavily in no time. 

Her hands moved to his body and moved around his back. Pulling him closer to her. Pressing their bodies together as they knelt next to the bed.

He shared with her some of the warm glaze he licked off her body. She tasted his saltiness and loved the feel of his lips on hers. She could feel how wet she was. How hot she was and she knew what she wanted. She wanted to feel his skin on her. On that wetness. She wants to feel him in her. Not his cock, not yet, but his fingers and/or tongue. 

She pushed away from him and stood up. Keeping her hands on his bare shoulders. 

"Stay." she said as if talking to a dog. 

She unbuttoned her jeans. Shook her hips a bit and slid her pants down and stepped out of them. Her near flawless, porcelain like skin once again drew his attention. He admired her sexy legs up to her hips. His eyes moved between her legs. He was sitting back on his heels a bit while kneeling and this put his face on the same level as her pussy. 

She smiled, reached into the nightstand, pulled out a toy. 

"Let me show you how I want you to do it" she purred. 

She laid back on the bed.

Seeing him kneeling on the floor in front of her was a cross between sweet and funny. He'd always said he was her puppy and now he actually looked like one. His eyes looked as big as saucers as he watched her pull the toy from the nightstand drawer. She had been debating the entire flight down on whether or not to let him watch her use her toy on herself. The mere fact that she'd had the nerve to pack it was surprising enough.

As she sat on the bed she knew there was no turning back. She took a deep breath and laid back on the soft comforter. She looked at the small hot pink vibrator in her hand and turned it on. Her hips were on the very edge of the bed and as she reached down with her toy she slowly spread her legs. 

A smile crossed her lips as she tried to imagine the look on his face right now. She was aware that if his desire for her was as strong as her desire for him then not being able to touch her right now was killing him.

The air in the room was cool on her warm wet skin. She closed her eyes and began teasing her outer lips with the soft vibrations from her toy. She breathed deep as she moved the toy up and down her soft wet folds. Her skin was slick and her arousal was high, she knew this would be a short session. 

Using her left hand she spread the folds of her skin and allowed the toy to gently graze over her clit once or twice. The first time sent a wave of pleasure right through her that made her gasp as her body jerked from the sensation. The second time almost brought her to the edge but she didn't want to cum too quickly, hell, she was putting on a show here.

She glided her toy all over her wet pussy even daring to dip it into her sex a few times. She could hear him moving and wondered if he was stroking his cock again. The very idea that he was stroking while watching her performance was all the incentive she needed to start working her toy on her clit. 

She moved her left hand a little higher and used her thumb to gently pull back the hood that guarded this sweet spot. She was far too aroused to place her toy directly on her clit so she placed the toy slightly above it. The buzzing of the vibrator began working her clit into a frenzy. She could feel the wetness dripping out of her now. She started to moan and writhe with pleasure. Her orgasm was building fast. 

She licked her lips as her lower belly began to warm with excitement and anticipation. She pushed herself back on the bed and put her feet on the edge where her ass had just been digging her heels into the comforter. Her breathing got quicker and her moaning a little louder. 

To her orgasms always felt like fireworks, tiny explosions of pleasure rising from deep inside her body and radiating to every extremity. 

She moved the toy directly to her clit and began to grind her hips into it as wave after wave of delight rocked her to the core. She pushed her head into the bed and raised her hips even higher off the mattress as if searching for some invisible cock to penetrate her at this very moment. 

She rode the orgasm out as long as she could then moved the vibrator lower to her sex and dipped it in her body as if topping herself off. 

As her climax began subsiding she lowered her hips back on the bed and relaxed her tired body. She shut off the toy and laid it beside her. Her eyes were still closed as her breathing began to regulate itself once more. She closed her legs and rolled onto her right side nestling against the soft comforter. She put her left hand under head and slowly opened her eyes. 

She stared at the wall of her room then she lifted herself with her right arm while slowly peering over her hip. She could just see from the top of his head down to his eyes which were still fixed on her. His body was jerking quickly and she knew that could only mean one thing. 

She sat up and watched as he stroked his cock frantically. She positioned herself on her knees and smiled at him. "Stop" she told him. 

He did as he was told but the look on his face let her know he was not happy. 

"Come here" she giggled as she lightly patted the spot beside her on the bed. He stood and took a seat on the bed. 

"I'm guessing you enjoyed the view" she teased. He could only nod his head up and down at this point. 

"Why don't we slow things down for a little while" she crawled up towards the head of the bed. She leaned over and took his hand pulling him up beside her. 

She put her hands on his shoulders now and laid him back with his head coming to rest on a pillow. She straddled his waist and put her face close to his. She puckered her lips and gave him a tiny kiss. 

"I want to kiss you for a bit" she whispered. He reached his face up to meet hers but she pulled back. "No silly. I want to kiss you" she said in an almost childlike way. 

He rested his head against the pillow again and closed his eyes as she began to kiss his face. Her lips moved over his left cheek, his temple, down his jaw to his chin then over to the right side of his face. She kissed his ear and gave his ear lobe a sharp bite before making her way down his neck. 

She felt his hands rubbing her ass and hips now as she continued to kiss his throat. She was making her way down his body, taking her time, enjoying the feel of his skin under her lips. 

Her mind wandered as her mouth took soft bites of his flesh. She thought of how many times she'd masturbated to this very idea and now it was happening. In her fantasy the room was more luxurious but right now there was no place else in the world she'd rather be. 

His hands were gently caressing her figure as her lips kissed his shoulders and chest. She moved her arms behind her back and grabbed hold of his hands. 

As she moved them away from her body and laid them on the bed he let his fingers entwine with hers. It was such an intimate gesture that she felt overwhelmed by her emotions for a moment. 

How's it possible, she wondered, to have real feelings for someone you're just meeting? 

Taking a deep breath she focused solely on pleasing him. His pleasure would be her pleasure. She resumed kissing her way down the center of his body, heading for where she knew he most wanted her mouth. 

Letting go of his hands she shifted her body lower on his allowing his cock to spring into the air. She smiled at the sight of him standing at attention, waiting so eagerly for the warmth her mouth offered. 

Leaning to the left she licked his hip as the memory of viewing them in so many pictures he'd sent flashed through her mind, his body looking lean and athletic. She licked and kissed her way towards his cock once again feeling his hands explore the slopes of her body and it fueled her desire.

She let the right side of her face brush against his stiff shaft and she heard him moan. Tilting her head towards him, she let the tip of her tongue graze up the side of his flesh while moving into position directly above him. 

She wet her lips before letting them slip slowly over the head of his shaft. She let her tongue glide over the sensitive head which caused him to raise his hips trying to force more of himself into her mouth.

Lifting her head quickly she looked him in the face and sternly said, "No! You must behave or you'll be punished." 

"Punished?" he queried. "Just how would you plan on punishing me?"

The look on her face became quite sly as she said, "Remember how you just came?" 

He nodded his head yes.

"Well" she said, "That will be the last time you cum today." She cocked an eyebrow then asked, "Got it?"

Again he nodded his head yes but the smile on his face let her know he was doubtful she'd be able to not let him cum while they spent this short time together.

Placing her hands on his hips she said, "Just in case you forget." 

He laughed then let his head flop back on the pillow while waiting for the amazing sensation of her warmth to once more surround his desperate cock.

Lowering herself she took the head of his shaft into her mouth and again began caressing him with her tongue. His hips jerked slightly under her hands but there was no upward movement. She wanted to reward him for his restraint and took him a little deeper in to her mouth. 

A moan escaped her as her lips slid around his warm flesh. It was the most intense erotic experience she'd ever had. She let her tongue explore this foreign body in its presence, brushing over every ridge on the skin, flicking lower down its length. She wanted to gobble him up.

Slowly she began raising her head up and down on him now, every time allowing herself to take a little more of him in her mouth. She'd never felt this comfortable going down on anyone before, perhaps it was only because she wanted this so much herself. 

The rhythm of her head almost felt hypnotic and she imagined using one of her dildos on herself. She knew how good it felt to have consistency while building herself up to a wonderfully rewarding orgasm. 

Using that same method on him now, she slipped her lips up his cock, almost letting him slide out then moving smoothly back down, each time a little deeper, holding him a little longer then back up while sucking on him. 

She felt his hands on her head, not guiding, simply resting. Every now and again she heard him moan or exhale sharply. She could feel his body arching and his legs jerking involuntarily.

She knew he'd soon want her to start moving a little faster but in her heart she wanted to dangle him on this sexual edge for as long as possible. The control was hers and selfishly she wanted to possess it.

She allowed herself one last minute to savor the feeling of his hard cock in her mouth before letting him slide free from her lips. As his hands fell from her head she placed her own hand on his shaft and began stroking faster than she'd been sucking. 

She looked up and smiled at the sight of his head pressed deep into the pillow, his hands now gripping the sheets tightly, his chest rising and falling at a rapid pace. 

"So, I've got a favor to ask of you" she said as she continued manipulating his cock now with both hands.

"Wh-, wh-," he could hardly get the word out, "What?"

"Wh-, wh- well" she teased, "I saw something in a video once and was thinking that you might be the right person to help me try it out." 

She massaged his cock with her hands like she was molding clay, occasionally she'd run her fingertips through the precum dripping from the tip. 

"Do you think you can help me?" she asked.

"Sure" he gasped. He couldn't think beyond the pleasure she was giving him at this moment. In fact, he didn't care what she wanted to try, it didn't matter. All that mattered was this exquisite feeling of arousal keep going. He didn't want it to end, ever. 

His eyes shot open when he didn't feel her hands on him anymore. Lifting his head, he saw her repositioning once more. She was straddling his waist just over his cock.

"Now don't laugh, okay?" she almost sounded embarrassed. "When I first saw this I thought it looked like fun so bear with me until I get the hang of it."

He was curious what she had in mind but trusted her completely. He placed his hands on her thighs and lightly started rubbing them, his cock still tingling with excitement. 




They Finally Meet Ch. 03



She wasn't certain how this was going to work out but she really wanted to give it a go. She positioned her hips over his cock tilting her hips back a bit allowing her pussy to touch the underside of his shaft. Slowly she lowered herself down on him until his cock was pinned between his body and her pussy. 

He didn't know what was going to happen next but he loved it already. What he did know was, if having her body pressed against him felt this good then being inside her would be magnificent. 

He watched intently as she massaged her own breasts, something he loved seeing her do. His eyes followed her hands as she ran them down her body placing them on her pussy then he watched her gently spread the soft skin until his cock was draped in her folds. He smiled wider than he had in a long time when she started sliding back and forth against the length of his shaft. 

He groaned at the wonderful feeling of wetness that now covered his cock. He ran his hands up her thighs and placed them on those beautiful round hips. He gently helped guide her until their bodies were in synch. 

His eyes eyes were fixed on her as she unconsciously groped her tits, her eyes closed, bottom lip clenched between her teeth. She'd toss her head back and moan rather loudly at times. He'd never been with anyone this loud before and her sounds made him want to cum so desperately he could hardly contain himself. 

She continued riding him, rubbing her pussy and clit against his throbbing cock. This was every bit as wonderful as it looked in the video. She felt she could do this for hours until she heard him say, "I can't hold back much longer." 

Strangely those words excited her even more. She was so wet and aroused, she wanted him so badly but she smiled and said, "Let me see you cum on your stomach."

His hands guided her quicker bringing him to climax. He shot three thick ropes of cum on his stomach then a few more drops came out from the pressure of her pussy against him. 

As he felt his cum pooling on his body he had a thought. In a way it felt like he had just been fucked by this woman but fucked wasn't the word he was looking for. 

Dominated. That was it. He had been dominated by her and it was a pleasure.

She remained on top of him for a few minutes. Looking down at his face she wondered what was going through his mind. In her own head she was thinking she'd love for him to give her clit some attention. Finally she decided to break the silence. 

"You need to clean up. I refuse to be with anyone who makes such a mess of themselves." 

Looking up he smiled and said, "I didn't do this alone you know." 

"Then let's clean up together." Dismounting, she suggested they take a shower. 

Before he could rise from the bed he watched as she grabbed at something on the floor. Next thing he knew she was wiping the cum off his stomach with her panties. 

As he watched her cleaning his body with the delicate material he felt yet another rush of arousal. Her sweet feminine actions reminded him of the times they'd role played mother and son scenarios. He started laughing causing her to give him a quizzical look. 

"I'll tell you in the shower." Then he got off the bed, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her very hard.

She let her panties fall free from her hand and wrapped her arms around his neck. As his tongue slipped into her mouth and began to slowly embrace her own she trembled. She was overcome with lust and her body didn't know what to do. She could feel the wetness spreading between her legs as she pressed her thighs together tightly in an effort to regain control of not only herself but the situation at hand.



They Finally Meet Ch. 04



Before meeting today they'd agreed that he would willingly submit to her wants and her desires. CFNM was what she had originally been interested in yet here she stood naked, wet, and trembling in his arms. His mouth was hungry on hers and she knew this kissing needed to end right now.

"Enough." she said pulling her face away from his. She had tried to have a forceful tone but apparently it wasn't forceful enough. 

No sooner had she pulled away when his lips found hers again. He hadn't moved his arms at all, one around her back, the other around her waist. It felt good to be held so tight, it made her feel desired. 

The sensation of his tongue once more was driving her wild and the wetness was warm and plentiful between her cinched thighs. She tried to clear her head, organize her thoughts but his kisses were intoxicating making her want more and more. Get it together girl, she thought.

"I said enough." Her tone much more stern this time as she pulled her face away and turned her head. "I want you to wash me now." 

Placing her hands on his chest she tried pushing him back but he wasn't letting go just yet. 

"You're blushing." he said pulling her closer. 

Trying to maintain control of the situation, and herself, she looked at him and said rather plainly, "Of course I'm flush, I can't breathe."

He loosened his grip allowing her some wiggle room. This would be the perfect time to step away, to take his cock in her hand and lead him into the bathroom like leading a dog on a leash. But her hands were still on his chest, his arms still around her body, their eyes locked. 

She felt frustration over the fact that she longed for him to kiss her again. To feel that force on her lips, their tongues dancing, to taste him. It was when he leaned in, as if reading her mind, that she snapped out of the erotic stupor in which she'd been placed.

Stepping back and wriggling free from his arms she let her right hand slide down his chest and take hold of his cock. "This way young man." she said as they made their way toward the bathroom.

Her back was to him so he couldn't see the delighted smile on her face as she lived out one more fantasy of leading her pet to the shower in such a wicked manner. 

Of course, she couldn't see his face either. 

On that face was a self satisfied smile, for he'd felt her tremble in his arms. He felt her passion as they kissed, how she didn't move away from his body immediately when he gave her the chance. He saw the moisture glistening between the tops of her thighs when finally she did step away from him. It was all an indication that her resolve was weakening and the shower would be the place that he would have his opportunity to take control. 

For now he'd continue to let her pretend that she was the boss, what the hell he was having fun. After all, she had made him cum like no other woman had done before and she was such a sexy thing without even knowing it.

Watching her lead him across the room he let his eyes drift down her body to the tattoo on the small of her back. He was going to love looking at that ink while he was gripping her hips tight and pounding her from behind under the warm rush of water that awaited them. His smile widened a little more at the thought she had no idea what was in store for her.

She continued leading him like a dog into the cool darkness of the large bathroom when suddenly she was surrounded by light. 

"Why, thank you pet" the words glibly rolling from her tongue.

"Anything for you Ma'am" was his reply as he placed his hand down by his side after flipping the light switch.

She let go of his cock and instructed him to turn on the shower. Not too hot, not too cold. Those were her only specifications regarding water temperature. 

She leaned against the counter of the sink and watched as he knelt on the cool tiled floor to turn on the faucet. She took some time to study his face as well as admire his physique. Now she wanted to kneel beside him on the floor and kiss him, but she refrained. She was in charge and had to maintain a sense of control.

He glanced up at her as he let his fingers play under the warm water pouring from the spout. Her cheeks were pink, her eyes shined, her smile warmed his heart and stirred his loins. She looked like a woman in love. 

He realized she was more relaxed now thus allowing her actual self to surface. This was the woman he knew so well. 

This was the woman who had shared hardships she was having as well as jubilant times taking place in her life. She made him think, made him mad, made him laugh. She was capable of building him up as well as cutting him down. They talked like a couple, fought like a couple, loved like a couple. Their relationship may have only been online until this day but to him it had felt real for a long time. Seeing her face now made him well aware the feeling was mutual.

"What were you laughing about on the bed?" her voice breaking the silence between them. 

Pulling the valve on the spout there was an audible shift in water pressure then the shower came bursting down like rain into the tub. 

He stood up and looking her in the eyes said, "Well, when you were wiping up my cum with your panties..." 

He watched as she stood upright from the counter, her body rigid, her face looked worried. He knew she was thinking she'd done something that he interpreted as foolish. He always felt she was too self critical. 

"Go on" she said impatiently.

"It's just that, well, when you did that I thought about when we would role play mother and son scenarios. That's all." 

He waited for a reaction and saw her processing what he'd just said. He felt relieved as her face and body once more appeared relaxed. 

Slowly she made her way over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Their faces were so close that he thought she was going to kiss him. Instead she whispered, "Do you want to do that now?" 

The idea of doing an actual role play like that made him dizzy. 

YES, he wanted to shout, You bet I do! He kissed her hard, grabbing her ass and pulling her tight into his groin. 

His brain was saying, No, no, no. Control is what you want right now. 

But his cock, well his cock wanted her. It wanted anything she wanted. If she had pulled out a bottle of nail polish and told him to paint her toes he would have happily complied. 

In the end though, having her pressed against him was maddening because what he really wanted was to be IN her. Be patient cock, he said to himself, then he broke the kiss.

As his lips left hers she felt a little stunned. She was under the impression that they'd be doing a role play now. When she opened her eyes he was smiling down at her. 

"The shower is ready now Ma'am. I hope the temperature is to your liking." He backed away and held out a hand allowing her to step in the tub. 

The water running over her body was invigorating. Tipping her head under the stream, she smoothed her hair back. He stepped in behind her and pulled the curtain closed. It was a very accommodating space for two people. 

Turning to face him she saw him unwrapping the small bar of soap that had been perched on the the shelf. She watched as he dropped the paper on the floor outside the tub then pick up a wash cloth. 

"I believe I had been instructed to wash you Ma'am" then he soaped up the small white towel in his hand. 

She didn't say a word, only watched as he squeezed the towel a few times to produce a frothy white foam. 

Even though the water was warm she suddenly felt goose bumps forming on her flesh. Her mouth went dry causing her to swallow hard as he reached his hand up and gently placed it on the side of her neck. She could only close her eyes now and think of how much her pussy ached for his touch.

Water was lightly splashing her face as he proceeded to stroke her neck with the soapy cloth. Her cheeks were pink again, as were the tops of her breasts and half of her neck. He let the cloth glide over her shoulder, down her arm then he squeezed forcing foam to run down to her hand. 

She was silent, motionless, in fact he wasn't sure she was even breathing. 

Wrapping her hand in the small wash cloth he pulled her towards him while whispering, "Turn around so your back is against me". She did as instructed, first turning then leaning against his body. 

It felt good having her against him, too good because he could feel his cock getting ready to make another appearance. He thought perhaps she wouldn't notice as he wasn't fully aroused yet. 

Peering over her shoulder he peeked at her face. Again her eyes were closed, cheeks red but now there was a tiny smile on her lips. Yup, she noticed. 

He lathered up the cloth once more and began washing her stomach. His toweled hand caressed every dip and curve her torso had to offer. He felt her reach around and rest her hands on his hips. He let the cloth slip over her right hip, cross the top of her thigh then barely graze her swollen sex. 

Gasping, she dug her nails into his skin waiting for his fingers to dip into her folds, but it never happened. There was a brief moment of disappointment until she felt his hand moving up her body between her breasts. 

He wanted so badly to feel her skin under his hands. He needed to touch her body. He'd had enough of this damn cloth so he dropped it. 

Impulsively she lurched forward upon hearing the loud wet thwack of the cloth hitting the floor of the tub. She attempted to turn around but couldn't because his arms were around her so quickly. In his hands she noticed the small bar of soap. 

Smiling widely she watched as he worked the bar between his hands into white lather. One hand was gone for a second then returned sans soap. Her heart was pounding as he worked the lather in his hands a few more times before softly placing them on her body. 

She stared into the stream of water as she felt his hands moving over her ribs, up her torso. Her chest was heaving with anticipation as he cupped the underside of her breasts. 

Leaning her head back it came to rest on his shoulder, their cheeks touching. She closed her eyes and savored the feeling of his hands massaging her flesh, his fingers teasing her sensitive nipples. She slid one hand behind his head and whispered into his ear, "I want you." 

He squeezed her breasts tight pinching her nipples hard when he heard those words. He wanted her too but on his terms this time. She'd have to be patient.

A whimper escaped her lips when he pinched her nipples so tightly, the sensation sending a shock wave through her core. 

She wanted to stroke his cock but his hold was tight and didn't allow her much freedom to move. She tried repositioning and was surprised to feel a sharp pain hit the top of her right thigh. 

Opening her eyes she stared in disbelief. He just slapped me. Turning her head to look him in the face she saw little emotion. 

She was going to ask if everything was okay but as soon as she opened her mouth to speak he cut her off by saying, "Please be still Ma'am."

She now felt anxious. Not anxious thinking he might hurt her, she knew him and trusted him. She was anxious because she sensed the tide turning. 

She contemplated falling back into character and saying something like, I won't stand for such behavior, but instead said nothing. He'd already cum several times so if he chose to walk out on her she was the one losing. 

She wanted to cum. She needed it. She wanted to feel him inside her. He was taking control by taking advantage of her lust and she was allowing it to happen. 

It seemed their real life meeting was turning into one of the many power struggles they'd had online over the course of the years. The back and forth of one being dominant then the other. They would sometimes go on like that all day. 

Strangely this thought comforted her, so she leaned against him as the words "I love you" danced through her head. Suddenly surrender wasn't such a bad thing.

As her body once more relaxed against his, it filled him with shameless desire. His cock was hard, pressing against her ass cheek. That she relinquished control made him want to fuck her like a wild animal. 

He slid his hands down her body resting them on her hips. Oh god he wanted to push her forward, tilt that ass up, slip inside that pussy he'd dreamt about for so long, yet he refrained. Instead he continued his descent until his fingers touched forming a triangle over her pussy. 

He let his fingers slide between her thighs and although water was cascading down her body he could feel how wet her pussy was, slicker than water to the touch. 

He allowed his fingers to glide first over, then between the folds of her skin. 

She arched her back as his hands explored her sex, letting out a tiny cry as his teeth bit the top of her shoulder. 

Unable to stay motionless anymore she reached for the shower wall to maintain her balance as she spread her legs to grant him more access to her aching body. 

As he began rubbing her clit she threw her head back and moaned directly into the stream in front of her causing water to fill her mouth. 

He watched as the droplets accumulated to overflowing, eventually trickling out the corners of her lips then down her chin until finally she spit the rest out as her head fell forward. 

That sight had him rubbing her clit with even more enthusiasm now because he wished that water was his cum. He wanted to see his cum filling her mouth, dripping down her chin, lingering on her lips.

"Son of a bitch" he said out loud. 

"What..." she replied instinctively but before she could say anything else he'd spun her around to face him. 

"I'm going to fuck you. I can't wait anymore. But you have to do something for me first." 

He saw nothing but excitement registering on her face as she eagerly nodded her head. 

Nothing else was said, instead placing a hand on either of her shoulders he applied the slightest bit of pressure. 

Gracefully she fell to her knees and taking his cock in her hand she began running her tongue over the length of it. 

"I always find that saliva is a great lubricant." His eyes closed as her tongue lapped at his cock with wild abandon.

If her mind had been less driven by sexual desire she would have noticed that she was the one who now appeared to be the dog, on her knees in front of her master obeying every command. And just as a dog wants a bone so did she, but hers was of a different variety. 

Trying her best to please him she worked his cock with her mouth and tongue, licking, sucking and at times even drooling. The tip of his cock in her mouth allowed her to once more taste him. 

Unconsciously she reached up, cupped his balls with her hands and began to take him as far as she possibly could into her mouth. 

She was almost at the base of his cock when there was a pain in her head. It was his fingers gripping her hair, holding her in place then pulling her off him. 

Following the cue she set his cock free while resting her hands by her sides. 

"I'm sorry" she said quietly without looking up, his fingers now loosening their grip. 

"Don't be" his voice shaky, "It was me, not you. I want to cum inside your pussy not your mouth but you're driving me over the edge." 

His hands were smoothing her hair then cupping her face, motioning for her to stand. 

When she was on her feet he kissed her hard then held her for a moment. 

"You're everything I dreamt you'd be" he whispered in her ear. He let her give him a little squeeze before adding, "Now, turn around and bend over."

His words set her on fire. Lacing her fingers through his hair she kissed him with a passion she didn't know she possessed. She wished this moment could last forever, she also wanted to feel him inside her. 

Untwining her body from his, she turned back into the stream of water. 

"Slowly, if you please" his voice was husky. 

Even though these were his commands she realized she had a great deal of power right now. 

Slowly she spread her legs as she lifted her arms to cup her breasts. 

His hands were on her hips now, fingers digging into her soft flesh. 

When her breasts were freed from the hand bra she'd created, water splashed on the shower floor. She felt one hand leave her hip then strike her on the ass. 

A smile crossed her lips when she heard him say, "Stop teasing!" 

"But you said to go slowly, I'm only trying to be oblige." 

One more sharp slap hit her ass cheek causing her to flinch. 

"Please sir, may I have another?" she teased. 

"Come on!" was all he could muster. 

Giggling she quickly leaned forward as she placed her hands on the wall in front of her.

Soon she felt his cock rubbing against her ass. She relished the feeling of him enjoying her body in such a carnal way. His cock was now making its way to the place that had been begging for his attention for so long.

Just the tip of him was inside her pussy. Arching her back she let out a soft moan of pleasure. 

He held himself just inside her for what seemed an eternity, mercilessly teasing both of them. 

She felt him slipping deeper inside her, stretching her tightness. Unable to resist the urge she began gently backing her hips towards his body. 

Groaning he began pumping his hips into her. Every thrust jerking her body back and forth easing her sexual ache. 

Just as she'd wished the kiss they shared a few moments ago wouldn't end, she now wished this delightful fucking would last forever. It made her feel they had a bond that couldn't be broken. No matter how old they grew or where their lives brought them they'd always have this time when there was no world outside her hotel room.

His hands gripped her hips as he continued pounding her body. He recalled her telling him she was tight and man she wasn't kidding. She felt good wrapped around him like this, he'd waited so long. 

He was on the cusp of having one of the most massive orgasms he'd ever experienced and he wanted it to stop. Not yet, he thought, I can't cum yet.

She was lost in the wonderful feeling of his cock moving in and out of her like a piston. This position was proving to be a new favorite as it allowed him to rub her the right way but she noticed the intensity had changed.

"Oh my god, this feels amazing!" she cried out.

SLAP! Right on the ass again.

He was trying his damnedest to keep this orgasm at bay but her words touching his ears were just as potent as her tongue touching his body.

"What?" Tired of the slapping she believed he either spank her properly or quit it all together.

"Be quiet." was all he said.

Realizing he must be close to cumming, and trying to keep from doing so, she decided to torment him just a bit.

"I'm sorry" her words soft and sweet. "It's just that your cock is so big and feels so good inside me."

Oh man, why the hell doesn't she shut up? Refusing to be distracted he maintained a slow shallow thrust.

Oh no you don't, she said to herself She backed up driving him deeper inside her body causing a simultaneous moan to be heard. 

Smiling at the erotic music they made together, he understood what she was doing and was glad. He was screwing her fast and furious now, ramming her for all he was worth. 

She pushed hard against the wall of the shower fearing she might hit her head from all the force. The inside of her body felt hot and anxious, her knees were weak, her head swimming. Her breath was coming in short gasps. Her clit tingled with excitement, butterflies fluttered deliriously in her stomach. 

"I'm cumming!" she cried out with excitement.

Thank god. "Me too" he answered.

Her movements were synchronized with his as they gave each other immense amounts of pleasure. 

When the first tremble of spasm hit her core she let out a passionate shriek. Soon the familiar spasms of orgasm were tearing through her like lightning and she could hardly contain herself. The sensation of her pussy squeezing the cock inside her made her legs shake. She'd never had an orgasm like this with anyone, it was so raw.