0 comments/ 7877 views/ 1 favorites A Scottish Encounter By: TazDeVille I've known Tom for a while but we only started getting really heavy in August. He had just returned to Scotland where he was attending university. I went up to Edinburgh for the last night of the International Royal Tattoo. I was going to go laser questing with Tom and a group of his friends, a bit like paint balling but no paint just lasers. I'd never been before so it was going to be a new challenge especially firing at people I didn't know and the 'love of my life'. I started off early in the morning and drove the long journey up to Edinburgh; took me over 7 hours. I got a bit lost driving around the city but eventually found where I was supposed to meet Tom. I was quite flustered by the time I arrived about 2 o'clock in the afternoon and must have looked a mess. I gave Tom a call and he said he would come right out to meet me. I noticed Tom quite quickly in his long leather coat and black jeans; He opened the passenger door and got into the car. "Hello" he said in his broad Scottish accent "you cant park here just drive down the bottom of the hill there is a car park there facing the sea". I drove down and parked reversing into the car park space at the bottom of the hill. "Come here you gorgeous thing you.. I've missed you so very much" he said and we embraced kissing each other softly. His hair felt so soft in my hands and it was obvious that he had brushed his teeth quickly on the way out, as I could taste the peppermint on his breath. It had been so long since I had seen Tom last that our hands instantly started wandering and his hands found my breasts under my shirt and my nipples were being teased mercilessly. My nipples were large and erect and he was moaning as we kissed. He pulled away and had to undo his trousers as his cock was straining against his jeans. To hide his modesty I pulled my coat from the back seat to give Tom a blanket so no one could see after all this was in the middle of the day and there were countless people walking past my vehicle. I just hoped that no one could see inside the now misted up windows. "If we weren't in this car I would be lying you down and sliding inside your hot wet pussy. I hope you've been keeping it wet for me?" he asked with a big beaming grin. We eventually calmed ourselves down so that we didn't cause a public disorder that wouldn't have looked good for future job prospects having a criminal record for getting hot and horny in a public place. Tom took me to a local pub for a meal and we sat down and exchanged pleasantries for some time. It was so good to sit there talking away like the old friends we now were. But we had to stay conscious of the time as we had to get into town to meet up with his work colleagues. After the brief introductions we went into the laser quest. It was a new experience having to run around a dark room firing at people you didn't know and a guy that all I wanted to do was rip his clothes off and have sex with. Time passed and I laughed a lot and shot a lot and was shot a lot. I discovered that I have a talent for running around and can hide surprisingly well. When we came out we were all bright red and a thrill was running through our veins. No affection was shown as his mates thought we were just friends so it drove me wild. I had this need to touch Tom not only in a sexual way but to hold his hand or hug Tom. Sounds loony but its true. Well we drove in a three car procession further into Edinburgh parked our cars then walked up to watch the fireworks. We had to walk up a large hill and I had to stop once or twice as the smoke in the laser quest had made it difficult to breathe. I eventually got to the top and the view was amazing. There were so many people up there on the hill overlooking the castle. The castle was lit up with different colour lights and it was the most wonderful view I think I had ever seen. I am not a great fan of fireworks normally too much noise and a waste of money ohhhh bah humbug. It reminded me of the film V for Vendetta as they had timed the explosions so they went of at certain points in the music. Chatting away with Tom and his friends felt good although you could cut the atmosphere in my head at least with a blunt knife as I just wanted to hold his hand still. Was such a romantic evening when the fireworks went off. They set them off with classical music playing and its like a dance of light truly breathtaking not noisy at all. Seeing all the other couples around kissing drove me wild and I could feel that I was getting wetter and wetter between my legs I could quite easily have jumped Tom right there and then. I stood close to Tom smelling Tom and looking at Tom in detail when I thought he wasn't looking he was gorgeous to me right then at that moment. The fireworks went on for over an hour and there were lots of oooohhhhs and aaaaaaaaahhhhhs and lots of me ogling Tom. All in all it was a very good night. Eventually it was time to say goodbye to all his friends I was intending to drop one of Tom's female friends off then Tom and then drive the long way home. I dropped off his friend at her house and he asked me if I wanted a tour of the city. We went back into town and drove around I saw the Parliament buildings the whole of the city lit up and looking wonderful sooo clean. I listened to Tom describing the city and we toured for about another hour it was good to see things he had talked so fondly about. The mix of buildings was spectacular a combination of new and old all mixed up. I could have listened to Tom talk for hours on the buildings alone. His soft voice was music to my ears. From time to time I looked over at him watching his lips move to the sound of his voice, his Adam's apple move in his neck. I resisted the temptation to lean over and kiss and suck that neck. He obviously sensed my attraction and felt the same way as we ended up parking near to a remote football park. I drove following his instructions up an off road path to the car park. We parked up and started kissing straight away. He was almost as horny as I was. "Lets get in the back" he said. So we got out and I threw the stuff on the back seat into the boot. We kissed again and he started unbuttoning my shirt his hands roaming around my body as mine where under his t-shirt and over his body. "I want to lick you" he said and instructed me to lie down on the back seat as much as I could. He started licking my pussy my breasts exposed. I stopped Tom as a motorbike came past us and I panicked that someone might see. The motorbike soon turned around and drove off and he started licking me again. His tongue was probing my inner lips and circling my clit. He felt so damn good and it wasn't long 'til I was cumming repeatedly and he gulped down all my juices. I was feeling really guilty having such pleasure and I also didn't want Tom just changing tack and fucking me right there and then. "I want to suck you" I said "let me suck you". We swapped he sat up and I started sucking Tom we had to stop as another car came down the track and drove past us. "They must be having the same idea as us" I remember saying although as I went back to sucking and licking his hard cock although before I had finished sucking them they were returning down the path. "Must have finished already" he said to me and giggled "not having as much fun as us" he continued pumping his hard cock in and out of my eager mouth. Soon he was spiriting his load deep into my throat as he let out loudly "oh yes". We sat up and hugged for a bit before redressing ourselves and giggled at what had just happened that was totally unplanned he said but fun. I drove Tom back to his house. "Are you not going to show me the beach then?" I asked cheekily. "I've driven all this way let me see the sea, you know how I feel about water" I said. Tom led me down to the beach and we walked for a while hand in hand through the darkness. Tom put his coat down on the sand and we sat on the beach listening to the sound of the sea roll in onto the beach. Neither of us wanted to leave and end the night. Tom put his arm around me and we hugged and it soon turned to kissing again feeling so close at that moment. His soft lips felt so good on mine. Tom's arms were around me holding me protectively. I felt so safe at that moment. "Make love to me!" I said "I've never had sex on the beach before!" I laid down on the sand Tom followed leaning over me kissing me getting more and more intense as the passion built. I could feel his cock harden as our hands wandered each other's bodies. Tom rolled to one side "I'd better put a condom on, we don't want any accidents" he said. Tom fished in his jeans and pulled out a packet before releasing his cock from the confines of his jeans. It sprung to attention and felt so good in my hand. He then opened the packet it and slid the condom over his hard erect cock in a swift action. Tom then lay on top of me and guided his cock inside me. I love that about Tom his cock has both girth and length and he fills me perfectly. It was gentle and wonderful more making love than fucking. Our two bodies moved as one. Despite the surroundings we took our time and soon I was cumming as I started to let out my moans Tom leaned over and kissed me so that hardly any noise came from me. His mouth exploring mine as he glided in and out of my pussy. I bit gently on his lips and moved my hands down inside his jeans to fondle his butt cheeks. I wanted to pull him as far inside me as possible when I came. When my orgasm came it was powerful and more intense than I have had before or since. After we had recovered a bit Tom lead me back to his university digs a flat overlooking the seafront. "This is going to be an interesting week" I thought as we crawled into bed about 3am cuddling into each other under the duvet. Tom cuddled in behind me his arm wrapped around my stomach and his face resting just behind my shoulders. It felt good as he softly kissed my shoulder until I fell asleep my arms wrapped around his hand and my legs interlinked with his. A Scottish Encounter She was dancing to the beat with the other people in the pub. The band was playing rock with a twist of Scottish folk and truly rocked the house. She sang along to Captain Kelly's Kitchen; the whole pub went "toora loora la, me toora loora laddie". She hadn't had such a good time out in a long time. They'd gone to the pub wanting to shake the dreary week in the offices off them. And shake they did. She was out of breath and when the song ended and the band drowned in applause, she made her way to the bar and ordered a pint of 80. The place was heaving; probably far more punters in there than H&S allowed, but the police turned a blind eye – hell, half the local force (which of course wasn't saying much) was in here. After all it wasn't often that a decent band played in town and it was bound to draw a crowd. It was getting close to last orders, but nobody seemed about to leave. It would probably end up in another lock-in tonight. She found her friends again and left the remains of the pint with them to go outside for a smoke. She didn't exactly feel as sexy as when she'd stood in front of the mirror at home. Not with a soaked top and clinging hair; she could even feel sweat running down between her breasts. Thank god, she'd opted for a black top. Small blessings. The lighter was playing up, not helped by the otherwise welcoming breeze, but suddenly two large hands appeared around the cigarette, the flame steadied and she could take the first desired puff. She opened her eyes and thanked the good Samaritan in front of her. He gave her a nod and a small smile and for a minute they stood in companionable silence, savouring the cool of the night and the warm smoke in their lungs. >You're not from here. >No. I'm visiting my cousin and his wife. They just moved here a couple of months ago. Shame that. >What? You don't like the place? >Oh, I like it well enough. It's a shame they didn't move here sooner. Great scenery up here. >Nice boots! She smiled. The boots were the closest she'd ever been to the open prairie and wild horses she'd dreamt of as a wee girl. They made her feel slightly rebellious. >You enjoying the music? >Sure. Always liked a good beat. The band's fair. >Aye, they're good. It's like this every time they're on the island. >I can see why. Come, let's walk a while. You can show me round. They walked down the road to the harbour. She liked the brightly painted houses. So did the tourists, but there weren't that many of them yet. Soon, though. She'd grown up on the island, moved to Portree a few years ago to at least be in some kind of town. Tourists. Well, ye could curse them all ye want, but in the end they were the bread and butter for most folk around here. Why was she thinking of tourists and island life, when this gorgeous hunk of a man was walking right next to her? Focus, girl, focus! >Soo, there's the wee blue house, there's the wee pink one and right there next to it is the yellow one. And if you gaze around the idyllic wee harbour, you'll even find local fishing boats moored in this picturesque village. >Aye, I see. Pretty little things those boats. I like a splash of colour meself. But I think you've overlooked the greatest attraction of all. The legs above those fancy boots and the... curves. It must have been taken some sculptor to carve that. She laughed and shook her head at him. Stepped closer, so her body was less than an inch from his, and said in an equally suggestive tone: >You want a closer look at those curves in order to fully appreciate this grand work of art? His arms came round her and with a firm grip on her jeans-covered backside, pushed her against him. His kiss was hard and all consuming and she replied with every fibre of her body. Oh god! Had it really been that long since she'd last had a man? She was ravenous and the hungry kisses left them breathless. Not wanting to break apart they leaned their foreheads on each other and their hands kept exploring under the clothes. She wanted him, badly, and started leading him towards the end of the pier. The last couple of buildings were boat sheds and their dark windows promised privacy. They slipped around the end of the buildings and she fell down in front of him on an old wooden bench, completely disregarding the fabulous view of the moonlight on the water. She only had eyes for him. She wanted to see him and pulled the sweater over his head, took a long appreciative look and kissed him, starting on the mouth and making her way down his neck before closing her lips around his right nipple. She sucked and flicked the nipple with her tongue while he moaned quietly and then gave the left one the same treatment, before slowly moving further south. She followed the dark strip of hair with her tongue, while her fingers opened his jeans and she slid her hands around to his arse and slid the trousers and pants down his legs. His ragged breathing halted a moment in expectation and his eyes burned, when he saw her tug her top down to reveal her breasts. She took a breast in each hand and started massaging his cock while closing her wet lips around the tip. He groaned and steadied himself by holding her head in his hands. She bent forward, put her hands on his tight arse, and took him all the way to the root in a slow lingering move. Umm...she'd always loved the taste of man. She licked his shaft and hummed slightly, which made him twitch suddenly and she couldn't help smiling. Oh, such power! She started sucking earnestly, picking up the speed and being careful with her teeth. He was big enough to make her jaw hurt after a while, but she kept at it and made a few slower pauses to draw out the feeling. After a while, she stopped and licking her lips reached up to give him a big wet kiss. He made her stand up and took her place. He buried his head in her breasts and gave her nipples an exquisite inspection. Then peeled off her jeans and knickers, but left the boots on and bent his head to kiss her wet mound. She gasped, when she felt his tongue dip in her warm folds and held two fingers in place to give him better access. He licked her full length, tasting her juices, sucked and flicked her clit and she closed her eyes to focus all her attention on the flames and sparks that spread from her crotch. He was good and she was ready as ever and didn't need long. When the last shudders went through her, he pushed her knees onto the bench either side of him, positioned himself and with one swift movement slid inside her agitated flesh. She almost went over the edge once more and the intensity of their joining made her cry out. She started moving slowly up and down, relishing the full feeling of his cock in her. Their bodies stepped up the rhythm and her breasts started dancing up and down in front of his eyes. Her hips circled slightly around his cock and he closed his eyes in reverie. She took his hand in hers and started sucking his finger, hot as that was, what really made his cock twitch, was when she moved his finger to her asshole, smiling wickedly at him. He didn't need telling twice and when she relaxed, he pushed first one finger and then another up her perfect ass. She came again then and her pussy clenched around his cock, almost sending him off. When she came back to earth, he gently made her stand up and came round to her back. She leaned over, brazing herself against the bench and the wall behind. He dropped to his knees and his delicious little wet tongue dived into her once more, before moving up to her asshole. He licked the salty sweat off her crack and, spreading her cheeks, pointed his tongue at her little pink rose. She could hardly stand still. She loved this! He tongue fucked her till she squirmed, then he slid two fingers in, then three and four till she was stretched. She was lost in the feeling and didn't notice him standing up till the tip of his cock was at her entrance. She relaxed and pushed back to meet him and he entered her with one hard push that knocked the air out of her. He paused for a few seconds and then started moving inside her, pushing deeper and deeper, until he filled her entirely. They groaned together and started moving in earnest. She pushed back against him, wanting more and his balls slapped against her forever louder and quicker. Her head was leaning on her hand by now. Her eyes were closed and she couldn't control the sounds she was making. Nothing beats the feeling of man driving his hard cock in and out of your arse. He held her cheeks apart and pumped her arse like there was no tomorrow. The feeling was more intense, more exquisite than anything and she came with a loud cry only muffled by her hand. Her clenching drove him over with her and he cried out with one final push before collapsing on her back. They stood like that for a while, unable to move, soaking up the afterglow. They helped each other get dressed again and sat down, his arm around her and looked across the water. It was a beautiful night, warm for the season, and they just sat cuddling and enjoying the silence. None of them had thought to introduce themselves and it almost seemed silly to do it now. She quietly decided that if he came to find her again after tonight, she'd give him a chance. That's more than she gave most men, but this one had something. Something she liked. There would be time enough to learn his name then.