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NOTE: I don't often use the Present Tense/Second Person perspective for a story, but it felt appropriate for this one. I hope you folks agree!
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My heart beats faster than normal as I ride the elevator, the anticipation rising within me at the thought of what awaits me on the 6th floor of the hotel, my cock already stirring in my pants. Weeks spent apart, thousands of impassioned messages. Hours spent planning this reunion. And tonight is the night.
My knees shake slightly as I stride down the hall, eyes scanning the doors for the number that matches the card in my hand; the card that had arrived at my office by courier this morning to announce that the day had finally arrived. The lock clicks softly as I carefully scan the card; the door opens silently at my touch.
The suite is mostly dark, lit only by night-lights and the gentle illumination spilling from the door at the far end, soft sounds suggesting that you started without me, building your arousal in anticipation of my arrival. I leave my shoes and jacket by the door and cross to the bedroom.
My eyes drink you in as I admire you from the doorway; your beautiful form sprawled across the bed, naked skin glowing in the soft lamplight. A head covered in long blonde hair -- attached to a shapely female body -- nestles comfortably between your thighs; your eyes are closed, soft moans escaping your lips as she pleasures you with the quiet expertise that only a woman can possess.
Instinct alerts you to my presence; your eyes open to meet mine, and my breath catches in my throat at the smouldering heat in your gaze. I undress slowly and approach the bed. The woman between your legs is unimportant, it's you I have come here for. I lean over to embrace you, your arms going around my neck as our mouths come together, a gentle meeting of the lips to celebrate parted lovers returning to each other, longing replaced by passion as our tongues touch. At last we break the kiss, separating as you lean down to take my throbbing manhood between your soft lips.
I fight the urge to grab your head and relieve my pent-up desire inside your mouth, knowing that restraint earns greater rewards. Your head bobs gently, your expert touch easing my rampant lust even while stoking my burning desire for you. You pause to gasp as our companion brings you to your first climax, and we lock eyes again, your wanton expression telling me it's time.
I move to the foot of the bed as she continues to tend to your delighted pussy; your eyes hold mine as I take her hips in my hands and slowly sink my cock deep inside her. She groans in approval, but my eyes never leave your face. Your breath quickens and your face grows flush as I fuck her with long, slow strokes, driving her greater efforts to ensure your pleasure matches her own. The smacking sound of bodies at play fills the air, and her moans join yours in delightful harmony. I increase both the pace and power as your voice rises with pleasure, your gasps and sighs taking on the distinctive note that tells me you are approaching a massive climax. Our friend's moans turn into a long, low growl as her body begins to shake, pussy pulsing on my cock as her orgasm hits. She collapses against you in a satisfied heap; I withdraw from inside her and roll her to the side like a discarded toy as your womanhood sits open to me at last.
I climb on top of you, driving fully into your sopping wet pussy in a single stroke. Arms and legs encircle me as I enter a hard, pounding rhythm, my raging lust for you allowing nothing less. You cry our under me, gasping, sobbing, throwing your head back to scream out in a howl of completion. I'm right there with you, slamming fully inside you as I lose control, filling you to overflowing with as my body empties inside you.
Our lips meet again as we come down from our high, and we kiss and caress each other as the time and distance melt away. After I time I hear the click of the door as we continue to hold each other. Our companion is gone, but our night is just beginning.
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