So I recently spent some time at my dad's holiday place in the north of Scotland and decided to write a story about what would happen if I had my guy with me.
To set the scene, the house is in the middle of nowhere. The town itself is fairly secluded, but the house, even more so. From where I live, the house is a good 3 or 4 hour drive.
On the drive up to my dad's place I thought about what I would do if you were driving us there. I would be holding your hand and playing with your fingers, letting you know I'm feeling playful.
About ten minutes away from the house, I slide over on my seat, closer to you. I know you're trying to concentrate on driving but I can't keep my hands off. I start by kissing your neck, my tongue traces upwards, and I nibble on your ear lobe. I whisper in your, "I want you so much", and my hand starts to rub your thigh suggestively. I hear you let out one of those moans, those manly little grunts of yours that drive me wild. My hand drifts over to the fast-growing bulge in your jeans, rubbing playfully while I kiss your neck and whimper in your ear that I can't wait to get home.
After what seems like an eternity, we arrive at the house. We get out the car and walk toward the house. I'm fumbling around with the keys, trying to pick the right one. I feel you wrap your arms around me from behind, your hands on my hips, your chest pressing into my back. Instantly the heat between us grows, my breathing quickens and I'm moaning as your hands wander my body. Your hands drop to my hips - just the way I like it. I feel you tease me, your fingers taunting me as they slide under my top. Your hands run over my waist and slowly up inside my top. I raise my arm up behind me, grabbing on to your hair gently, turning my head to kiss you.
I turn around and we instinctively move backwards toward the door. I slide my hand down between us and unzip your jeans, pushing them down with a sense of urgency. Your hands drift down over my ass, to the top of my thighs, gripping me. I hook my arms around your neck as you pull my legs up. My skirt rides upwards, and sits around my waist now. You reach down between us to pull my panties to one side, gasping at how wet I am already. Your hardness pushes inside me with one smooth move. Pinning me against the front door to the house, you take a moment, giving me time to appreciate how good it feels. My fingers grip on to your shoulders while I lean in, starting to kiss your neck. You start to slide in and out of me, gripping tightly on my thighs.
I'm so overwhelmed with pleasure, all I can do is bury my head in your chest and scream. From the way I look at you, from the way my dripping wet pussy grips around you and from the way I moan your name in between screams, you know I'm already close. I scream for you to fuck me harder and faster, your cock is throbbing deep inside me and I don't know if I can hold on much longer. We whisper words of encouragement in one another's ears, bringing us closer and closer to climax. You thrust harder and harder inside me, my moans and screams get louder and louder, my pussy grips tightly and you know I'm cumming. Seeing me like this, with a look of passionate abandon spread over my face, with my thighs gripping around your waist, trying to keep you as deep inside me, my body shaking in your arms as the orgasm spreads over me...it all pushes you over the edge. I feel your fingers digging into me, you lean your head forward, your forehead pressing against mine as your warmth explodes inside me.
You hold me there for a minute or two, bringing one another down slowly - my pussy still contracting around you. My legs drop to the floor, and I try to find my balance. I fix my skirt while you zip up your jeans. I wrap my arms around your neck, give you a deep kiss and say "welcome home baby".
We let ourselves in to the house and get settled. We unpack and each take a shower and freshen up. It's about 7pm now and the sun is just about to set. It's a warm evening, and I'm eager to show you the surroundings to the house.
We walk through the wooded area around the house, leading onto a quiet, secluded beach.
Hand in hand, we walk slowly along the beach, where the water laps up and over the sand next to us. I lead you by hand to the end of the beach. For a moment everything is quiet and it feels so perfect - as though we are the only two people on the planet.
I stand up on my tip toes, staring into your eyes for just a second. As the waves from the ocean wash up on the shore again, our lips meet. Slowly, I brush my nose lightly against yours as the heat builds between us again - more languid than earlier, still hot as hell.
As we return one another's kisses, my hands wander over you with more purpose, more urgently than before. I start to pull at your shirt, pushing it up and over your head, my fingers brushing over your chest as I drop your shirt onto the sand. I feel your hands wandering down my back, lingering at the top of my ass, pulling me towards you.
I start to push back, whispering for you to lie down on the sand. You sit down on the sand, pulling me down on top of you.
My legs are already spread over your hips - I have a pair of tight, black shorts on, and a white strap top. I lean my body into you, pushing you backwards until my chest is flat against yours. My nipples are hard, poking through my top into your bare chest.
I feel your hands moving up and down my back, then down to my ass, planting your fingers there, gripping me tightly as I kiss your lips, your neck and collar bone.
I sit back up, lifting my top up, revealing my breasts to you. I slide away from you, straddling your leg as I start to unzip your trousers. My fingers grip the waistband of your trousers and boxers, pulling them down over your legs. Your cock, already hard, springs free from your clothes as I do this, I can't wait to get my hands on you, baby. My gaze is locked with yours as my fingers wrap around you slowly, gently, carefully. I want to turn you on so completely. I stare in to your eyes as my hand starts to roll up and down your cock, feeling you getting a little bit harder under my touch. I love making you hard.
I grind my hips into your leg for a second, letting you feel how wet and how hot I am for you. My hand moves up and over your cock, gripping every inch feeling you throb in my hand makes me so horny. I lower my body down, pressing my boobs into your leg. I swirl my tongue over the tip of your cock - flicking over your hardness. My fingers are tracing gently around the base of your cock, and over your balls. My tongue laps around you, tracing up and down and I can hear you letting out a long sigh. I love satisfying you. I now start to wrap my lips over the tip of your cock, sucking on you, almost greedily. I take each and every inch of you into my mouth so slowly, letting you savour the sensation of my mouth on you.
I take you down, deep down in my throat. My tongue laps over your cock as I slide you into my mouth, until you're touching the back of my throat and making me gag.
Even though I'm choking on your hard, thick shaft, I hold you there, loving the way you fill my mouth. I tighten my lips around the base of your cock, holding my grip as I slide your cock out of my mouth slowly, sucking hungrily on you.
My fingers wrap around you again, rubbing up and down, harder and harder, faster and faster. I love that what I'm doing draws an involuntary moan from your lips. Your eyes are fixed on my hand and what I'm doing to your cock. I feel your cock throbbing in my hand - hot and hard.
