Weekend Rental: Part One
The Weekend Getaway Pt. 1
Hearing the wind outside, through the windows of the rented cabin, makes my heart shiver. I light candles around the space to warm up and watch as their shadows flicker and ripple. Adding logs to the fireplace, I revel in its glowing heat, which fends off the chill in the room. The flames dance within the hearth, illuminating the wooden floor. A thick, cushy rug between the sofas catches my attention, emitting an aura of readiness. I turn off the hall light and meander towards the porch to make sure the exterior illuminations are working perfectly. They serve as beacons in the night, luring you to me. The candles in the windows silently flirt, drawing you closer to my embrace.
I saunter to the bedroom, where the bed is already prepared, but not for resting. I'm craving something more primal. Side tables have my collection of sex toys and lubes for later. But for now, I just want to experience our sensual hunger firsthand. They can wait.
With a warm fire as the background melody, I imagine us - your body next to mine, arms wrapped around each other, our lips and tongues meeting, and the pleasant sensation of heat and passion rising up between us. Naked and needy, I feel my heart pound in anticipation. Fueled by excitement, I shed my cloths and slip into my comfortably soft bathrobe. I'm ready and waiting as your car tires make their distinctive sound on the icy road, bringing you towards me.
My senses alert, upon your arrival, I can hear your footsteps crunching the snow, a car door slamming, and the rustling of your clothes. I listen carefully, in the dark, to your swift footsteps crossing the slushy porch, before you cautiously enter through the kitchen door. Instruction seeps through me, as I stand near the fireplace to receive you.
"I'm here," you whisper, hesitantly.
"In the living room," I whisper back, "I put a special gift on the table. You can follow the trail - petals on the floor. Keep heading that way. I'll wait," I admit. You gingerly step or saunter along this petal path, leaving a trail of your own clothes to match. At the threshold of the living room, you examine the floor for petals and find them leading to the kitchen table. A soft bathrobe mirroring my own is laid out for you. You adore the thoughtfulness and laugh as it sinks on you that its companion is already on my body. You quickly shed your boots and coat, and follow the trail of petals to me.
Your desire is a raging fire within, growing exponentially throughout your journey. You've been building towards this fire for hours, and it's visible in every bit of your thorough undressing process. You kick off your socks and drop your pants, hastily pulling at your shirt's buttons. You untie your bra with practiced hands and let them fall free. Your panties join the other discarded items, leaving them on the chair puddled with your passion. The robe is easy to slip on, and you wear it loosely around your waist, before walking into the living room towards me, barefoot.
Your gaze upon me, I witness the candles frame my image from the edges and the warm glow from the fire dances on your features. Your nose fills with the scent of the fire and you notice my similar bathrobe. Unrepentant, I smile at your alluring appearance.
"Hello, lovely," I welcome.
"Hello, love," you reply affectionately.
Standing before you, you're enveloped in a robe that both conceals and reveals at the same time. Your body swells, your breasts move freely, and your legs stretch out in front of you. Your eyes smolder, and your hair cascades around your face - all symbolic of the untamed energy and life inside you. Even if I wasn't already aching for you, I'm starving now. I walk toward you, and you meet me halfway, landing on a rug in front of the fireplace. We embrace, our lips lock as we struggle to satisfy each other's hunger. Our tongues dance while we try to consume one another. You press against me, and I pull you close. Your chest presses into mine, and I wrap my arms around you to hold you close. I can feel your hardness, my desire pushing against you as you try to get as close as possible, pressing me tightly against you.
I pull my mouth away from the kiss and gaze at you. I take in your beauty, eager to explore every inch of you. I gently caress the back of your head, moving down your neck and along your jawline. My smile widens as I admire you. My hands slip down to your robe and loosen the belt, allowing it to fall open slightly. You confidently look up at me, embracing your strength. Your gaze reminds me of the young woman I once met and desired. Despite the years that have passed, our paths have intersected, and now, we're intertwined. You've been the one that's resided in my heart and mind for years.
I gently tug at your robe until it slips past your breasts. They hang gently, their nipples rising as they reach upwards. They appear so desirable and ripe for the taking. My eyes wander down your body, past your breasts, past your smooth stomach. I admire the treasure that awaits me, your legs mesmerize me with their grace and sexuality. I know I'll soon be positioned between them and feel their embrace around me.
You notice my eyes following your body and watch as you push my gaze further by dropping your robe, letting it pool at your feet. My robe loosens, and I still my hands on your shoulders while my eyes travel down your body. As I watch, you slacken your robe's grip on you. My robe falls open, and my erect penis springs out before you. Your eyes widen in anticipation as you see it reaching out to you. You know that this is what you want, what you need, and it'll feel so good inside you. My robe soon joins yours on the floor, and we come together once more.
But this time, we're not hindered by clothing; we're just two people, our flesh pressing against each other. Your nipples erect against my chest, and my hard penis rests in your belly. Our lips meet again for another kiss, as we passionately explore each other's bodies. Our hands encounter each other, experiencing, stroking, and caressing as we pursue our desires. My lips move from yours, down your cheek, and to your ear. I kiss and nibble, and you return the favor, my breath heats up when I feel your hot breath on me. Then, I begin to kiss my way down your neck and under your chin.
My hands move to your hips, guiding me as I lower myself and begin kissing your breasts. I kiss across the top of them and down the side of the right one. I cup and lift your left breast with my hand, while my thumb strokes across it. My tongue flicks against your right nipple. Your breath catches as shocks seem to emanate from your sensitive nipples. I kiss beneath your breasts, feeling them exert their weight against my face. I make my way around them, licking your nipples. I'm captivated by the flavor of your skin. Your breasts are tempting, their rough yet smooth texture against my lips. My teeth graze across your nipples and they respond by jumping in my mouth. I pull back and taste them, then suck them deep into my mouth and flick them with my tongue. I can feel you guide my head closer to you, enveloping my mouth with your soft, warm flesh. And my desire intensifies. You pull me away from your nipples and smile at me, curious as to why I stopped when you've always relished having your breasts worshipped.
Yet, you wink and drop to your knees in front of me, your eyes filled with longing. My erection bounces as you gaze at me while gripping my shaft. Your hand slides back and forth, moving slowly and carefully, your eyes never leaving mine. Tongue slipping out, you bend your head, licking my dick from its base to its peak. Then your mouth swallows my dick in a single gulp. My cock is enveloped in a warm mouth; lips gliding over my shaft. I feel your hand on my ass, pulling me into your mouth. You gradually pull back, lips retracing their path up my shaft to the sensitive tip. My fingers move through your hair as I savor the pleasure you're providing. Desire blossoms inside me, yet I hesitate from emptying myself into you. I crave more of you; I want our first orgasms of the evening to coincide, wrapping my cum around your pussy.
I carefully pull away from your skilled mouth, falling on my knees before you. We lock lips once more before lying down on our sides on the rug. I linger over you, stretching you on your back. I gaze at you on the rug as the flame flickers, dancing across your face. Your body shines, drawing me in. I want you; I want to kiss you and taste you. I want to penetrate you and merge with your depths. I become one with you. I lean forward and kiss you, but only briefly before moving to kiss your neck and shoulders, down to your heaving breasts.
Nuzzling your nipples with my lips, flicking them with my tongue. Licking around your wearisome breasts, I continue, down to your stomach, pausing at your navel. Your hands clasp my shoulders, urging me to proceed. My lips reach down to the fiery junction of your thigh and pussy, combing through your silky hair. I can almost smell and feel your excitement, igniting my passion even more. Your thighs spread, revealing your aching pussy lips. I adore this beautiful sight.
I pause here for a moment to admire this treasured view. Your pussy is springy and taut. It shines with your eagerness, displaying its juicy flows. Then I extend my tongue, teasing one of your pussy lips. I flick your stimulated clitoris. This generates a frantic response and a slight sigh as your hips tremble. I move upward again, my tongue tracing your pulse-quickening pussy lips. I taste and sense your lusty drips coating my tongue as it glides up. You taste so sublime, so delightful. I let your juices roll off my tongue and swallow you, delighting in your meals. My face hovers over your heated womb, darting my tongue into your stomach. Your moans fill the air as I continue the feast.
I reposition my fingers and lick your pussy lips once more, probing your moist holes with my tongue. I suck on your tender lips, feeling them clasp my tongue deep within, tangling myself within you. Your arousal overwhelms me as your juices steam my face. I kiss your sweet pussy lips and then, with the help of a refugeed finger, gently open your luscious slit. I eye the tight nest of your folds as if it were a thrilling discovery.
I pause again to inspect this marvelous view. Your pussy, damp with excitement, is begging for my exploration. Tongue slides up between your lips, gathering your dew. Sympathy swells inside me, awash in your juices. I relish the salty sweetness, eager to tease you, exploring your depths even more. Then I push a pierced mind deep inside you, soaking your need, active with your lodged mates. Your fingertips hunger for my cheeks, attempting to pull me to your stifled lips. But, I don't give in. I keep moving upward, devouring your sweaty patches and finally, my nose brushes against a treasure.
My lips part as my middle finger gently parts the folds of your pussy. It reaches inside, curling until it touches the upper region of your sex. I feel the rough patch of your G-spot, and I envelope your clit between my lips while stroking your G-spot. A rhythm forms as I stroke and suck your clit simultaneously. I flutter that special spot, feeling your body build up towards climax. Your hands grip onto me tightly, pulling my face closer. I know you're about to cum. I want to taste your juices filling my mouth. I want to drive you into a delightful orgasm.
After a minute, you release your grip and I slow down the suction and stroking, still lingering on your clit. I kiss your pussy lips, sucking up the remaining juices. You want more than my finger and tongue. You want a larger and more satisfying appendage, one that has already explored your body. I stand up and position myself between your legs. Your legs spread apart, inviting me. My hard, throbbing member aches to enter your tiny pussy.
My hand reaches down and guides my cock to the edge of your pussy. You want me inside you now. I stroke my penis back and forth, from the bottom of your slit to the clit at the top. Then, I angle it down, hitting that sensitive spot right above your G-spot. I feel your body beginning to climax. Your palms tighten around me as I continue to tease you, moving in and out. I feel you shaking and quivering, on the verge of orgasm. Then, a revelation hits you, and you go still...the waves of pleasure overwhelm you.
Your body bucks, groans, and gasps. I hear and feel the climax. I know I have taken you to pure bliss and satisfaction. Slowly, you ease your grip and allow me to pull my face away from your pussy. You want more - you want fulfillment. You want a much larger and harder cock. I stand up and position myself near your pussy. You long for my thick, pulsating member to erupt inside you. I grasp my cock firmly and press forward. The head of my cock finds your cum-covered lips - your heat encompasses me.
I press gently onward, your pussy lips stretching to accommodate my member. Then, I slide all the way inside. We are connected, happily having merged into one being. I gently back out, stretching your pussy lips, and then I glide back in, entering deep within you. I stroke in and out, watching your face as I go. You stare into my eyes and smile. We know each other's wants. My cock seems to scream for entry. I pull out slightly, then plunge back into you. You hold me tighter around me, eagerly waiting for me to satisfy you even more.
As we meet and search for an endlessly pleasurable moment, my body responds - I'm close, too. You lift your hips to meet my every thrust with urgency. "Fuck me," you whisper, "fuck my pussy hard! I love your cock!" This fueled desire overpowers my animalistic instincts. I fuck you, imbuing you with every sensation. I grind down, hard. "Take my cock! Feel this, feel your pussy caressed by my warmth!" You become more fervent with each passing moment, encouraging me to savor and surrender to this orgasmic dance.
We both reach our inevitable peak. The violent pulsations signal release. I move closer, driving deeper into your pussy. You ardently return each thrust, matching me. Our grunts and moans and gasps send each other further. We ride the undulating waves, lost in pleasure. Our sweaty bodies meld together into one form. It's simple yet bone-tingling ecstasy.
I lay down beside you, chest to chest. We're still connected, but we've both reached the pinnacle. Our bodies are still pressed together and I kiss your neck as we both, before continuing on to the next adventure.
It's amazing how the same events can be expressed through different perspectives. This story captures how the characters were lost in their own moment, drowning in sensations. The dialogue is realistic and showing the intensity of passion as they carelessly dance in the waves of pleasure. It's a completely new take on the sensual text, while still emphasizing the same values of the original.
"Join me in ecstasy," you breathe with eagerness as your climax overwhelms you. As it strikes, I become rigid and engorged, then I grunt and bellow and gasp and my member explodes within you. It forces you in further and your orgasm detonates in sync with mine. I continue to push deep into you, trapping you, as your body convulses and your vagina milks my cock. Our secretions gush inside of you and seep out to smother us and drip on the carpet. You cling to me while my cock is still embedded in you as your quakes subside and soften.
I slightly ease myself from you and rise enough to kiss you; our lips connect, desperate still, but now milder, as we descend slowly down the slope of the peak. The crackle of the fire returns; I hear your breathing again and feel your heart beating against mine. I lie on my side next to you and you turn towards me, cuddling next to me. My arm encircles your head on my chest and your leg wraps around mine. We both exhale... tranquil, peaceful, fulfilled...for now. I sense your heat beside me, I sense your aroma, the fire, our sex and I am at peace.
