Three Nights That Changed Everything Part Four
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I know this is going to sound crazy, but…
That was the line that started all of this, just over a month ago.
I still can’t believe that I found the nerve to ask him. I’m normally so cautious, so unsure of myself when asking anything of another person. And to be fair, this was a pretty huge thing to ask for.
I’m smiling as I stand at the luggage carousel, remembering the sizeable knot that had appeared in my stomach as I waited for his reply. I was sure he would say no and would’ve more than understood his reasons for that. The logistics of getting the time off work and physically getting here would have been enough of a challenge. But when you add to that the fact that we both have significant others who would notice if we went missing for several days, it really did seem like an impossible task.
He told me that he would think about it and I assumed this to mean he was politely declining my request to meet up. I resolved that I would not mention it again; the last thing I wanted to do was push him away. So, when he said yes the next day, I initially thought he was joking. But the more we talked, the more serious I realised he was about going ahead with it.
By this point, we had been talking online for well over a year. We’d met in a chatroom and it had quickly become apparent that we had some serious chemistry developing between us. A few flirty public messages soon turned into regular private chats, exploring our fantasies, and imagining what we would do to each other, if we ever had the chance to hook up one day.
The distance between us made meeting up seem like an unrealistic dream, but that didn’t stop us. We just focused on enjoying our time together, which often ended in one or both of us pleasuring ourselves. As the months passed, written texts became voice calls, then video calls. Just the sound of his voice could turn me into a soaking mess within seconds; there was something magical about him that I simply couldn’t get enough of.
I wanted him, badly. I had never craved another human being like this before and I knew I had to do something about it.
We had discussed many times before that I had a sexual bucket list that I wanted to fulfil. I had been given permission by my partner to go off and experiment in any way that I desired. Whilst this long-term relationship had always satisfied the vast majority of my needs, he understood that us settling down so young had left me with a list of erotic encounters that I was yet to experience. He was honest enough to admit that some of these were not fantasies that he could ever get excited about, and he was confident enough in the strength of our bond to know that nothing could come between us. Life had already tried to do that many times before and had never succeeded.
Not wishing to take advantage of his incredible generosity in affording me such freedom, I had resolved that I would keep such dalliances to a minimum. My aim had been to find that one special person who could tick all of those boxes, preferably within a single encounter. I knew that it had to be someone emotionally secure enough to understand that a permanent, romantic relationship at the end of it would never be an option. I wanted a lover to indulge my sexual desires, not to provide me with a happily-ever-after.
After much searching, I had finally found that person.
The sight of my case coming towards me jolts me out of my daydream and spurs me into action. I manage to squeeze into a suitable gap, grab my luggage and look for the exit. It’s already dark as I make my way to the taxi rank and there is a slight chill in the air. There’s a long line of others waiting for a cab, so I take my place in the queue and wait my turn.
I switch on my phone to check for messages, but I know there won’t be one from him as he’ll already be travelling. His flight should arrive in the early hours of the morning. He had joked that I’d have a few hours to get some rest before he turned up, but there’s no chance of that happening. I’ve been in a constant state of either lustful excitement or sheer terror all day. Sleep is the last thing on my mind right now.
I’m just putting my phone back into my bag when I feel a hand on my shoulder, making me jump.
That’s when I turn around and see him standing in front of me for the very first time.
“What? How?” I splutter as my brain tries to take in what’s going on.
“I was able to get an earlier flight. I wanted to surprise you.”
I can’t get any more words out right now. Instead, I throw my arms around his neck. He wraps his arms tightly around my waist, pulling me close to his body.
“I can’t believe you’re really here,” I murmur.
He steps back to look at me for a moment and his smile makes me melt. I close my eyes as his hands gently grip the sides of my face. It feels like an eternity before his lips find mine, initially brushing against them slowly before crushing them with mounting passion. I feel the moisture pooling in my underwear as my whole body reacts to his presence; it truly is like fireworks exploding within me.
By the time we come up for air, I feel lightheaded.
I’m about to lean in for another kiss when the person behind us impatiently informs us that the cab that has just arrived is ours, unless we don’t want it. We smile at each other like a pair of naughty teenagers getting caught out, before picking up our bags, getting into the car and telling the driver where we want to go to.
I’ve been to Barcelona before, but it was many years ago and I don’t recognise many of the sights on the way to the hotel, especially in the darkness. We make small talk about our journeys during the ride. I’m feeling nervous again, wondering how the trip will play out and if the reality can ever live up to the fantasy. He must sense it as he takes my hand in his and softly squeezes it, which instantly makes me feel calmer.
When we arrive, I check us in and we make our way towards our room, which is on the top floor. As we step inside, we both gasp at the sight before us. We’re situated on the corner of the building and have full-length windows to two of the sides, providing the most incredible panoramic view of the city, which is beautifully illuminated below us. It’s simply breath-taking and we stand there in silence, his arms wrapped around me from behind as he rests his chin on my shoulder.
After a few minutes, I turn to face him again. My previous worries about whether our chemistry would be there in person dissolve into thin air as his hands find my hair and his tongue probes my mouth. I press my body tightly against his, running my hands down his back as we kiss again, and again, and again.
Just for a moment, the world has stopped; all that matters is us, right here, right now.
Within no time at all, we are tearing off each other’s clothes, desperate to finally be naked together after all these months of waiting. Our hands frantically explore the other’s body as the images we have seen on screen so many times before are brought to life in front of us. I savour his scent and the texture of his skin, delighting in being able to indulge my sense of smell and touch after all this time.
I feel his hands on my back, unhooking my bra and then slipping the straps down, until it falls away and joins our other clothes in a heap on the floor. He takes my ample breasts in his hands, then lowers his mouth to kiss them. My pulse is racing as his tongue flicks one plump nipple, then the other. As he begins to suck one of the sensitive tips into his hot mouth, I feel him slip his thumbs into the sides of my panties and firmly tug them until they slip down. I step out of them and self-consciously watch as his eyes run up and down the entire length of my body.
“I want you,” is all he says, his voice somewhere between a murmur and growl.
“Well that’s a coincidence,” I whisper back. “Because I think I might just want you too.”
I step towards him and kiss his mouth, before gently biting his bottom lip. Then, very slowly and deliberately, I begin to move downwards, licking and kissing as I sink lower. His chin, his neck, his chest, his stomach. I’m kneeling before him as my mouth reaches its target. I look up into his eyes as I pull down his underwear, biting my lip with the anticipation of what I plan to do next. I have dreamt of this moment so many times, but as I begin to kiss his delicious cock for the first time, I know the reality is going to be even better.
I am hungry for him and he knows it. After a few kisses and some teasing tongue flicks, I lick the enticing drop of precum that I see glistening before me and set to work on devouring him. I suck greedily, noisily, marvelling at how good he tastes. I rest my hands on his hips for balance and continue looking up at him, wide-eyed, as my lips are tightly wrapped around his hard member. He runs his hands through my hair, grabbing bunches of my dark locks as he pushes himself deeper into my mouth.
I would happily keep doing this until he explodes, but it seems that he has other ideas. He slowly pulls himself away from me and gently pulls me to my feet. There’s a moment where we just look at each other. I wonder what will happen next, but before I can think much more, he’s pushing me backwards, onto the bed.
As I sink into the mattress, he climbs on top of me and begins kissing me all over, starting with my forehead and working down from there. He hovers a little longer when he gets to my tits, making me whimper as he firmly squeezes the flesh with his hands whilst sucking on my nipples. Just as I really begin to enjoy the sensations, he’s moving again, leaving a trail of wet kisses down the centre of my body.
When he gets to the area just below my stomach, he stops to appraise the view in front of him. As his hands gently prise my thighs apart, he takes his time to savour the details of my smooth pussy, which I had waxed the other day, knowing from our conversations that this would be his preference. His face seems to light up as he takes in my scent; he’s clearly been looking forward to this moment too.
I’m starting to feel self-conscious again, wishing that he would take his eyes off my over-generous curves. I wonder if I can somehow turn the lights out without him noticing, but before I can do anything, he lowers his mouth to me and very slowly runs his tongue up the entire length of my slit. My back instantly arches as ripples of pleasure spread through body. He does it a second time, then a third, before I feel him probing the delicate folds with the tip and slipping between them.
When he makes contact with my clit, I cry out – fuck, it feels incredible! This encourages him to go further and, as I lie there squirming with pleasure, he uses his mouth and tongue in ways I have never experienced before. It’s simply exquisite. When he slides a finger inside me, followed by another, I think I have died and gone to heaven. He almost instantly finds the spot that can take me to another level, and I marvel at the impressive speed at which he is learning my body.
I can feel the orgasm welling up inside me and I expect him to stop, but he keeps going. I grab a pillow and hold it over my face, in a bid to muffle the noise that I know I will be making, but he’s having none of that and pulls it away. He’s always told me that he would want to hear me, that the sound would drive him wild, and it’s now clear he meant every word of it.
Using his free hand to play with my breasts, he increases the intensity of the finger-fucking he’s giving me with the other. I can’t stay still. I am thrashing around, grabbing at the crisp, cotton sheets as he lavishes attention all over my pussy. Before I know it, I am screaming out his name as I cum hard.
He laps up the juices that drip from me as if they are nectar.
When I can finally open my eyes again, he’s smiling sexily as he licks his fingers clean. Once that’s done, he slides back up the bed and lies next to me. I’m still trying to get my breath back, but that doesn’t stop him leaning in for a kiss. I can taste myself on his lips, which feels so wanton, so erotic.
Without saying anything, he pulls himself on top of me, takes my hands and holds them above my head. Even though I have just climaxed, the look of pure desire in his eyes sends my own levels soaring again, and I am desperate to feel him inside me for the first time. He knows it too.
Using one of his hands to hold both of my wrists in place, he grips his erection with the other and begins stroking it against my still-soaking pussy. I moan. He guides the head to my entrance and returns his hands to where mine are, intertwining our fingers. He is looking down into my eyes as I feel him straining against me. I feel the tip of his cock slip inside me. He pauses for a moment to kiss me, then watches my reaction as he pushes the rest of his length into my body. I gasp as I feel myself stretching to accommodate him, that delightful, almost burn-like sensation as our bodies finally mould together.
In between kisses, he begins to move, with slow, deep thrusts. I am desperate to touch him, to trail my fingertips down his back, but he’s still pinning me to the bed, reminding me that tonight, I am his. To indulge my need for more contact, I pull my legs up and wrap them tightly around his waist, pushing him in deeper. He responds to that by quickening his pace and before long, we are moving together as he fucks me with primal passion.
I’m pleasantly surprised as I feel orgasm number two approaching. I don’t even try to hold back this time; I cry out as my pussy clamps down on his cock and my muscles contract around him, over and over again. I’m still feeling the tiny pulses as he groans, plunges deep inside me for the final time and explodes, filling me with hot, sticky cum.
He collapses on top of me for a moment, hands still tightly holding mine as he fights to get his breath back, then rolls onto his back. He pulls me in for a cuddle, so I tuck my head into his shoulder and press myself tight against his side. Our combined juices are trickling out and running down my thighs, but I don’t care right now; I don’t want to leave the sanctuary of his arms.
He breaks the silence first.
“Okay for you?” he asks, a playful tone in his voice.
“Better than okay,” I laugh. “But hey, I don’t want you getting complacent after one attempt… I’ll be expecting that level of service every time, you know!”
This makes him laugh and he pulls me even closer to him, before leaning down to kiss my forehead.
“Whatever happened to expecting nothing and appreciating everything?” he teases, using one of my well-used phrases. “But it’s okay. I don’t think you’ll be disappointed at any point on this trip. I’ll make sure of that.”
I’m smiling as I kiss and nuzzle his neck.
He doesn’t need to tell me how amazing the next few days are going to be. I can already tell.
I think about the surprise I have planned for him and wonder if he will enjoy it as much as I am hoping he will.
Exhausted, satisfied, and happy beyond words, I quickly fall into a deep sleep, safely wrapped in the warmth of his arms.
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