Finally Met
For a while, it felt like forever... a well-thought-out plan... a secret message to meet at the airport at a specific time on a specific day...
Wondering, curiosity taking over your mind... will it be the time you finally reunite? What will happen then... will the months spent longing and yearning finally culminate in satisfaction? Doubtful of the outcome, you act accordingly, picking out a suitable outfit that you know they'd love. Feeling dampened with anticipation, you drive to the airport.
Full of nerves, you're on the plane, wondering what lies ahead... then the plane lands, and you collect your mini suitcase and go find them.
Your eyes meet, standing out like a sore thumb, easy to locate in a sea of faces. The uneasiness between the two of you. A light touch causes a jolt to course through your body... causing your moistness to overwhelm you while my cock jerks to a stiffened state in my pants.
Minor conversation is exchanged on the way to the car. Months of sexual frustration and yearning.
We arrive at the car, and you drive us towards your house. We keep stealing glances at each other as awkward laughter fills the air.
My hands gesticulate, and soon they're on your knee as we become more comfortable. You move your leg, allowing my hand to travel up your thigh. You take my hand and guide it farther under your skirt, feeling the wetness on your legs. I test the whether, decreasing your focus on the road by gently pushing my fingers inside you, eliciting a moan from your lips.
You're looking for a good area to pull over while driving, and you find one. We stop.
"I can't contain it any longer... I want you" is what I heard you mutter as I continue to finger your wet pussy. I retract my fingers, taste your sweet release for the first time.
Slowly but surely, a haze began to form... you climb onto me and pull down my pants while searching my quarters for my cock. You slide in and mount me, riding me as I grip your hair, biting down on your neck, and thrusting up to meet your hips.
In this state of uninhibited, unbothered, uncontrolled lust, we ride out the wave, disregarding the world around us... until you cum violently, shaking and shuddering. My body, in a similar state, releases several jets of my seed into you.
We calm down and relax, a damp pair, sweating in the heat of one another. You climb off and ask if I'd care for a shower at your place.
Cautiously, I tip-toed across your kitchen, watching you preparing your morning brew at your coffee machine. I weave in behind you, pulling your hair off your shoulder while biting the crook of your neck. My free hand ventures to your waist, moving upwards, and then winds around your throat, twisting your head back and drawing you to me.
"Good morning," I say, still nibbling on your neck.
With the other hand, I slip my fingers inside your jeans and yoga pants.
"I will claim you," I whisper into your ear while you push back onto me and press your hips.
I manoeuvre you onto the counter and lower your jeans to your ankles. I slide in, bite your shoulder, and thrust into you with my rock-hard member. I tackle your hair with my hand, pulling it back while kissing your neck, punctuated by bites.
We keep going, sweaty and heaving, until I feel the point of no return... crouching, you buckle like a jelly, and I buckle at the point of orgasm. I pull out and with a grin, you turn towards me and offer me a coffee.
"Good morning. Would you care for one?"
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