0 comments/ 9303 views/ 0 favorites Meeting in Oz By: gedda98 Well it finally happened; after talking with each other via the net for 12 months I decided to come down to Melbourne. Not having met in person, it was difficult finding you at the cafe, however I guessed that the lost looking soul having just got off the tram must have been you and I was pleasantly surprised with what I saw. Having chatted for so long, it seemed like we already new each other. After the initial greetings, I explained that I would take you to my hotel and then take in a show. The taxi ride flew through the suburbs and in no time we had checked into the hotel. Carrying your case for you we walked to the elevator and as the door closed we stood a little closer than two strangers should. The door opened and I followed you down the hall to your door, still amazed that this was actually happening. As you entered the room your gaze took in the whole room, a large window looking over the Yarra, a large bed, mini bar, and off to the left, the bathroom with spa. You walked over to the window to take in the view and I went to the bar to fix you a drink. Glass in hand I walked up behind you and, standing behind wrapped my arm around you passing the glass forward. As our hands brushed together, electricity shot through us as we both knew were this was leading. Standing behind you, I boldly dropped my head and pulling aside your dark hair, kissed the back of your neck. You let your head fall back onto my shoulder as I nibbled down the side of your neck. Soon my mouth fell onto your earlobe and taking it between my teeth, I felt you shudder. My hands began to explore your body. As you tilted your head to the side our eyes locked together and without saying a word, I could see from the glint in your eye where this was heading. My lips pressed against yours and we kissed. Your full lips pressed against mine and as my mouth covered yours, you felt my right hand cover your left breast and gently caress it through the material. You turn around to face me and our kiss lingers, tongues exploring each other, eyes locked together. Suddenly you pull your head away from mine. "What is the matter Terri?" I ask "Should we continue?" Your actions answer my query. Smiling you reach up behind your slender neck, untie the string holding your top in place, and startle me by dropping the material to reveal two perfectly shaped B cup breasts, each crowned with a soft pink nipple. I gasp as you reach and take my hand. Before I can kiss you further you drag me down onto the huge mattress. As I roll on to you, my mouth falls onto your breasts and I feel you harden in my mouth. My tongue circles your erect nipple as my lips gentle nibble the areola. My wet mouth covers your left breast as my hand massages your right one, gently pinching you between my thumb and long fore finger. Lying on the large bed, naked from the waist up, our adventure continues. After kissing my way down your abdomen, I now find myself at the point of no return - to continue further will require both of us to abandon all cares and give ourselves fully to each other. My gaze runs up your body, over your pert breasts until your eyes lock onto mine. Without a word I seek permission to continue, the smile creeping over your face encourages me on. Your skin is so sensitive to my touch that as I place my large hand on your stomach your skin breaks into tiny cute goosebumps. Together in the room, there is now only three noises in our small world, your increased breathing, my heart pumping and the sound of the zipper on your jeans opening. My hands pull the denim over your waist and down your thighs, with an arch of your back and a kick of your legs they fall to the ground. My eyes follow your small feet, over your cute ankles, up to your knees, and along your thighs, resting on the brief lace panties you wear. I am awestruck by the masterpiece in front of me. I am jolted back into consciousness when you put your hand on mine and guide it to your thigh. Using the back of my fingers I strum the softest skin I have ever felt, along your inner thigh. My head drops and kisses your left knee as I position my torso between your slightly parted legs. Nibbling upwards along your thigh, my hungry mouth soon approaches the lace barrier holding us apart. As I position my face above the flimsy material, my senses are alight: my skin feels the heat radiating from you, my eyes are filled with your beauty, and your natural scent is intoxicating. My hands run up your thighs and over the lace to the waist band of your briefs. My index finger crawls under the material and I hook the tip of it ready to pull away the final barrier to our pleasure. "Will you give yourself to me?" my husky voice asks. Well, will you? Please give me some direction as to where you want to go with this. Email me and I will add the conclusion. Look out for the final Chapter. Meeting in Paris I was fantasizing about us meeting in Paris. Sneaking away from the rest of the group down at the bar, you knock on my hotel room door. I open it and see you there with that great smile you have. I take your hand and bring you inside and close and lock the door. We kiss passionately and wet, our tongues intertwined, my hands all over your body. I unbutton or somehow slip off your dress and see you are wearing a matching bra, thong, and stockings, which you know just drives me crazy. I undo the clasp of your bra and trail kisses down to your breasts and then stop to tell you that I want to make you cum first: I want to please and pleasure you like you deserve. I continue to consume your breasts, my tongue running all over, sucking and licking and pulling. My hand trails down to your thong and I can feel the moist heat. I lay you down on the edge of the bed and kneel in front of it. I slip off the thong and raise your legs on my shoulders and then begin to kiss inside your left thigh working up and then over your pussy.Just teasing you a bit, I move down your other leg and you beg me to eat you. I don't want you to suffer so I say, "Yes my love ." I plant wet kisses all around your pussy and then start to lick around your lips and then taking to take long laps up and down, my tongue pressing between your lips and tasting your nectar. You arch your back and start to moan as I move faster and faster. I spread your lips and focus on your clit and it doesn't take to long before you start to shake and tighten up as I am sucking and licking and nibbling on your clit. Your legs are wrapped around my head, muffling my hearing but I can feel you explode in orgasmic bliss and you start to relax your grip on my head as you pant to regain your breath. I lay next to you now and hold you close. My cock is rock hard. You push me to my back and gently start to lick my cock tip all around and then up and down to my balls. Your lips form a tight wet seal around it and you start to move your head up and down. The feeling is incredible. You look into my eyes, stop, and say, "I want it all." Then you go back to bobbing up and down on my cock while gently caressing my balls. It doesn't take long and I warn you I am about to explode. You lift your head and with a wink, you give me a thumbs up. I cum so hard it hurts and you just keep sucking and swallowing it all. When I'm done you go back to licking all over to clean me up. Then you curl up next to me and we kiss and rest a bit, your head on the crook of my arm, but not for too long as I'm hard again soon because of your wandering hands. I lay you on your back and kiss you, caressing your breasts. As I lower my body to you, my cock is pressed up against your pussy lips. I ask, "May I" and you say, "Take me silly". I press harder a you wrap your arms around me and we shudder as we become one. You are so wet and so tight. We kiss long and deeply and I also play with you breasts as I slide in all the way deep and then back out all the way. Just to repeat it again and again. The bed is creaking and we are sweating and there is just the sound of you moaning and our bodies coming together. I move in and out faster and faster and it's so hard not to cum but I want to make sure you are pleased first. Thankfully, we are so aroused it doesn't take long and I feel your body tense and you hold me in an iron grip as you yell something and cum hard. Now your pussy is soaking wet and there are squishy sounds with each thrust. I can't resist and quickly pull out to lick you and you cum again. I slide back in again deep and quick. I warn you that I'm close and you say, "I want to taste you again" so I pull out all covered in your juices as you take me in your mouth. You start licking and sucking again and hold me right outside your mouth so I can see my load spurt into your welcoming open lips. You swallow it all and and take me in your mouth again to lick me clean. Against feeble protests, I go back down on you and make you cum again. We finally curl back up all sweaty and messy and pass out until morning. Meeting in Peru A few years ago I was in Peru for a few weeks of trekking. Following old Inca paths, I walked all the way from Cusco to the ancient ruins of Machu Picchu. The view was breathtaking and I spent hours climbing old stairs and visiting the rooms of this ancient temple. Some rooms were used by the Incas for the sacrifice of enemies to their gods; some others were small caverns to bury the dead. It was a place of harmony and I took time to write a few poems to remember what my senses and feelings told me about this experience. At one moment I had the strange tickling feelings of being observed by someone. A strong shiver climbed up my spin despite of the warmth. I turned around but didn't notice anyone. This place is playing with my senses, I thought and I continued on my exploration. Some little while later, as I was admiring a magnificent Waka (a ritual and sacred stone used to celebrate the sun, that draw strange shadows at some specific times of the year), I had this odd feeling again. I spun around and looked straight in the eyes of a lovely creature: a short blond girl with an almost animal like look. She had big blue-green eyes that sent waves of fire through my body and looked damn fine. She winked at me and gave me the most gorgeous smile I've ever seen before disappearing. I looked for her in the ruins but could find no trace of her. Two days later, I caught the train for Cusco. Carrying all my bags, I climbed in the train and elbowed through the crowd to the back of the train to find my compartment. It was evening and the sun was already setting. Eventually, I entered my compartment and seated myself comfortably for the night, falling asleep shortly afterwards. I awoke some time later in the night with a nice feeling of excitement. A foot was actually running up my leg to my crotch and I had a raging hard on developing inside my pants. I looked up to see to whom this foot belonged and there she was... it was the short blond girl from two days ago! She brought her finger to her lips to motion me to silence. God, was this girl gorgeous! She was probably around twenty, blond and short with lusty blue eyes. Her body was firm and I could see her raised nipples under her white shirt. She wore a very short dress and her beautiful tanned legs were wide open. The first thing I could notice was that she was not wearing any panties under her dress. Her inviting red lips opened into the cutest smile that send shivers all over my body. Both her feet ran up my leg to find my crotch again and she started to rub my cock very slowly and gently over my jeans. Her right foot rubbed the entire length of my rod while the heel of her left squeezed my straining balls. I was hard as never before; my hard cock was like a flagpole extending to its full 20 cm under my pants. The girl, which name I would learn later on to be Michi, smiled wickedly at me, licking her full lips with her extended tongue. She continued on her footjob, rubbing me softly for a long time until my rod was about to cum, pulsating feverishly under her caress. She slowed down and squeezed my penis with both her feet to prevent me from cuming. When I calmed down, she started again.... and again... and again... At the end, I felt completely frustrated and crazy from this never-ending torture. The girl was smiling viciously at me all the while stroking her pussy with her fingers and moaning sweetly. Her cunt was dripping wet and she had three fingers inserted in that she moved in and out in a very quick motion. I could not bear it anymore; little beads of sweat were running down my face. I took her and made her sit on me. She felt my hard cock from beneath her and bore her hips down on me , pushing against me as I became more and more aroused. She kissed me with her full red lips and invaded my mouth with her tongue. I removed her shirt while she removed mine and rubbed her breasts, pinching the nipples. I could feel the warmth from inside her as she pushed against my jeans. She stood there both to excite me but also to rub against her and feel the pleasure well up inside her cunt. Then she slid down towards my feet, rubbing her hands across my chest, only to rest them on my jeans. She could feel my heat coming through the denim and looked up at me as she unbuttoned them. I saw her bite her lips and smile as she unzipped my jeans. A pleased look of surprise comes to her face as she discovered that there was nothing more than my jeans between her and I. As she slowly pulled them down, she saw me throb with every heartbeat; my dick was purple hard and oozing precum. She leaned down and licked the sides of me as I throbbed against her tongue. Her mouth slowly engulfed the tip of my cock, as she continued to squeeze my balls, her mouth so hot and juicy. I began to feel her hot saliva running down the shaft of my huge massive rock hard dick and into my balls. It was good lubrication, her hand slowly spreading it around while manipulating me. Then she took as much of it as she could in her mouth while still massaging my balls and the part of me that just wouldn't fit in her mouth. I could feel the back of her mouth with the tip of my cock. She gagged a little, then pulled away. My beast was pulsating and covered with warm juices. She began rubbing her hand up and down my cock very slowly, then increased in speed. I was trying hard not to cum. She put her fingers up her slit and got them so wet they were dripping when she pulled them out. She ran her fingers around to my ass again and inserted two fingers into my hole. I jumped and moaned louder than before. She took my cock again in her mouth and sucked me in deeper into her throat, sucking faster now, full strokes, her tongue running around the shaft as she badly sucked me. Her fingers were fucking up my ass all the while. She knew I was about to come. Her sucking became more frenzied, she wanted to swallow my come, to taste it; her head bobbed up and down furiously on my cock, feeling me swell, until I came - the first few spurts deep in her throat, the rest in her mouth and on her pretty face. She moaned as she came, her body shaking, the waves of her orgasm rushing through her, as she savored the taste of my sweet cum in her mouth, on her lips and tongue and licking my cock clean... milking my balls of all its rich juice. To Be Continued... Meeting in Rome Author's Note: Recently my wife shared a fantasy of hers involving a seductive meeting with a supposed stranger in Italy. Both of us decided to write our own version; this one is hers. Mine is posted in the "Anal" section under the title "In Italia." While mine is playful and sexual, hers is heartfelt and romantic. Hopefully one will appeal to you, if not both. Enjoy! --------------- As I walk through the ripe fall air, I take a moment to enjoy the breathtaking scenery: the hazy twinkle of street lights, the reflection of the moonlight on the streets still wet from the afternoon shower, the busy yet casual atmosphere of the night. There are people walking in every direction, all with a carefree attitude and an intoxicating feeling of relaxation. I drink it all in as I walk the few short blocks to the cafe in the plaza. I know I look amazing in my new clothes and stiletto heels, perfect makeup and a fresh haircut. I enjoy the stares and comments from the locals as I walk down the busy sidewalk. As I get closer to the plaza, I remind myself to take a deep breath and prepare myself for the night ahead. I arrive at the cafe a little ahead of schedule, and I quickly survey the area until I find what I am searching for. I walk to an empty table near two Italian men who are young, attractive, and dressed like they are ready for a night out on the town--exactly what I hoped to find. They notice me immediately and brazenly survey my body from head to toe, clearly not trying to hid their interest. I politely ignore their boldness and take my seat, deliberately crossing my legs to allow the slit on my dress open to my upper thigh. I order a gin and tonic from the waiter and take out a cigarette from my purse. Immediately one of the Italians jumps up from his chair and lights the cigarette, saying something in Italian. I am not sure exactly what he said, but I can guess that it was a compliment or inappropriate--probably both. After my drink arrives the other Italian begins speaking to me in English with his sexy Italian accent. They soon realize, however, that I am not interested in polite conversation and they offer to buy me another drink. I decline and continue to appear disinterested in them. Soon they become annoyed, discovering that they have been wasting their time on me, and ask me who I am waiting for. At that moment, I see you enter the plaza. You are too far away for me to see your face, but I can tell it is you by your sexy gait and sleek appearance. You, too, draw glances from women as you walk by; who could blame them? I quickly avert my eyes and continue sipping my cocktail and staring into the city night. I can feel your presence as you near my table, and by the time I look up, you are staring back at me. You keep walking past my table, sitting at the one next to mine, but still facing me. You also order a gin & tonic from the waiter, and light a cigarette. From the corner of my eye, I see you sigh deeply, lean back in your chair, and take a deep breath of the fragrant night air. You are also preparing yourself for the evening ahead, and my anticipation begins to build. I feel a slight dampness in my lacy panties as I re-cross my legs. I briefly close my eyes to attempt to control my rising arousal, and as soon as I open them I see you staring openly at me. I am taken aback at first. Though I have seen you stare at me like this a thousand times before, somehow this feels new and exciting. You nod your head as if to say, "Good evening," and go back to your cocktail. At this point my head is spinning, a little from the gin, but mostly from the intense attraction I have for you. I continue staring at you, not caring if you notice or not. A sudden breeze carries my cocktail napkin off my table and it lands near your chair. You bend down to retrieve it and return it to me, in the process asking if you could join me at my table with an understood hand gesture. After a slight hesitation I invite you to sit with me. At this point the two Italian men are clearly annoyed with me, and leave mid-drink to prey upon other women, mumbling something in Italian as they walk past our table. You offer to buy me another drink, a glass of wine this time, and introduce yourself as Aleksander. I tell you my name--Veronica--and we proceed to chat back and forth about the night, what brings us to Italy, our favorite places to visit here, and so on. It is a mock conversation of building acquaintanceship, play-acting on an elevated level. A violinist begins playing in the plaza near the fountain. The beautiful melody floats through the air and you offer your hand to me, inviting me to dance. I blush, take another sip of wine, and lay my fingers in yours. Instantly you whisk me out my chair onto my feet. It is only now that you can fully appreciate my stunning silhouette beneath the form-fitting dress. You are momentarily speechless, holding me as your eyes wander down my lithe body, but you quickly recover and begin twirling me around and around. You are a graceful and exquisite dancer, and I marvel at the way you can hold me so delicately yet at the same time lead me in the waltz with such masculine strength and power. As we dance, I run my hand up and down your muscular bicep and tricep, longing to see you without your shirt and jacket. I can tell that you notice my musing as a smirk appears on your face. Suddenly you move your hand low on my back and tower your upper body over mine, leaning me into dip until your face is just centimeters from mine. I close my eyes in anticipation, but instead you bring me back up, taking my breath away. We both stand, staring at each other, panting slightly from the exertion and the building physical attraction. You settle the bill for both of us, and we share the same thoughts as you take my small hand in yours and lead me back to our hotel. Along the way, you stop at a street vendor to buy me a small bouquet of peonies, and we take a quick picture together with the city lights behind us. Finally we arrive at the hotel and step into the elevator, still holding hands. The moment the door closes we turn to each other and begin kissing passionately, groping each other and gasping for breath. The elevator dings as we reach our floor, and we both quickly go back to holding hands, smoothing our clothing and hair before stepping off the elevator. As you open the door to our room I slip my hand around your waist and firmly squeeze your already rock-hard cock through your trousers. I hear you inhale sharply as the door handle turns, and you grab me and pull me into the room , a devilish grin on your face. You pick me up with one swoop of your arm and lightly toss me onto the king-size bed. Walking past the bed, you go over to the window and fling open the curtains, allowing the glow of the city to infiltrate our room. The soft glow illuminates your silhouette as you remove your jacket and begin unbuttoning your shirt. I walk on my knees to the edge of the bed to help you undress. I reach inside your half-unbuttoned shirt to feel your firm chest and rippled abdominal muscles. I unbutton it completely and reach for your belt buckle. Before I am able to unfasten it, however, you grab each of my wrists and throw me backwards on the bed, falling on top of me. You roughly kiss my face and neck, stopping just above my cleavage. I inhale sharply and enjoy your scent; I have always loved the way your skin smells, and it always manages to turn me on. I start giggling as your scruff tickles the soft crevices of my neck. In response you grab me in a bear hug and roll over so that now I am on top of you. I sit upright, legs straddling your naked chest, and begin to unzip my silk dress. I remove the straps on each side, revealing my shoulders, the fabric held in place only by my hands. I slowly lower them to expose my bare breasts beneath the silk. My nipples harden as I my hands run down the front of my chest. I can see in your eyes that you want me completely now and I prepare myself for your desire--for I want you, too. Your stomach muscles ripple and flex as you bring yourself upright so we are face to face. You kiss me deeply, then give your full attention to my nipples, flicking them lightly with your tongue. You continue to circle them and nibble lightly, alternating between each breast. I lean back and relax, enjoying every second of your touch. Your hands press firmly on my buttcheeks and lift me up as you stand. I hang onto your thick neck and continue nibbling on your earlobes, not caring where you are taking me. I feel you bend over and gently lay me on the chaise lounge, cradling my head until I am lying down comfortably. I lay there, mesmerized, as you unzip and remove your trousers, then your boxer briefs, allowing your cock much-needed freedom. I motion for you to come to me and you straddle my chest, inching your way up until my mouth is within reach of your exquisite manhood. I tentatively lick the underside of your penis, waiting for your reaction. You push it closer to me and I begin to take it in my mouth, swirling my tongue and lubricating your entire shaft. My hands caress your balls and buttocks as I suck your cock while your hands squeeze and fondle my breasts. After you are sufficiently wet and aroused, your body slides downwards until you are kneeling at the end of the lounge. I spread my legs wide in anticipation, and you do not disappoint. I feel our firm tongue tease the end of my clit, then soften to lick the entirety of my pussy. I have always loved the way you lick me and tonight is no exception. You respond to my every breath and movement, like you are perfectly in tune with my body and its needs. As I start to get close I push your head away, your signal that I am primed and ready to be fucked. You scoop me up in your arms once more, but this time you walk to the balcony of our suite. The cool breeze flows across my face and chills my dripping-wet pussy. You set me down on my feet and embrace me from behind, warming my shivering naked body with yours. We walk to the railing and take in the view of the city. your strong arms hold me tightly against your body and I nestle into you until I feel the warmth of your cock between my legs. I turn my head back to kiss you as you guide yourself into me, filling me completely. Our kiss is interrupted by my gasping and moaning pleasure, and soon you are softly biting the back of my neck instead as you rhythmically pump your cock inside me. I grip the railing tightly for support and bend over to improve your angle for deeper penetration. I turn my head around again to watch your face as you fuck me from behind. Your eyes are closed as if deep in thought, though your face is completely relaxed and blissful. I am still in awe of my ability to make you feel this way, even after our many years of marriage. I turn back around to concentrate on my own orgasm as I feel your balls tighten and hear your breathing grow more sporadic. I reach down between my legs and press on the tip of my clit, pushing me over the edge into orgasm. You thrust into me one last time as we both reach our climax and continue our movements in unison, moaning and panting with complete satisfaction. You lean forward to kiss the top of my head and sweetly express your love for me. I slowly turn around, your cock slipping free as I face you, still feeling light-headed from the orgasm. I wrap my arms around your waist and look up at you. You smile your charming smile and wipe away the single tear welling in the corner of my eye. Knowing me, you are flattered and once more whisk me off my feet, carrying me to our bed. We are both exhausted, fulfilled, and absolutely in love.