Strangers In The Night Story 01

The ocean breeze was cool on her skin. Far down below she could hear the waves crashing on the beach. She sat on the hotel balcony naked, the only light coming from the full moon above her. The skin on her lithe body was pale in the moonlight, her nipples stood out in dark contrast with the creamy skin of her full breasts.

She stood up, running a hand through her dark, shoulder-length hair. Suddenly she felt his hands coming around her slim waist from behind, holding her gently. She thought he was asleep, so she welcomed the attention that he was lavishing on her.

He kissed her gently in her neck, starting just below her ear and working his way down to her smooth shoulder. She could feel his stubble lightly scraping her skin. His mouth trailed kisses down her spine, while his hands were running over her taut stomach.

She shuddered lightly with pleasure and could feel her arousal building. She tried turning around so that she could face him, but he placed his hands on her hips and held her in place. This was new, as they always played and made love facing each other.

He blazed a trail back up to her neck with his mouth, his kisses soft and gentle. His hands found her breasts, lightly cupping them. Softly his fingers played with her nipples, making them pucker with pleasure. She moaned softly and tried turning around again, but again his hands moved to her hips, holding her in place.

She found that she liked this sudden assertiveness, and could feel herself becoming more and more aroused. His hands moved over her belly and found the dark patch of hair between her legs. She shuddered with pleasure as he used his whole hand to rub her gently, his fingers applying light pleasure, but not yet parting her lips.

Ever so gently he kept rubbing her, while his mouth was still busy kissing and nibbling on her ears and shoulders. She could feel her orgasm starting to build, and as if he could sense it, he started rubbing harder and faster. Her orgasm overtook her and she shuddered in his arms, moaning softly.

After what seemed like an eternity, she leaned back against him, breathing hard. He held her, and kissed the top of her head. His hand was still on the patch of dark hair between her legs, and she gasped as he slid a finger between her moist lips. He slowly ran his finger from her wet opening up to her clit and back down again, tracing a finger around her clit, but never quite touching it.

He kept lightly teasing her, and she felt herself becoming even wetter. She started moving against his hand, trying to get him to touch her, her excitement building to the point where she thought she was going to combust. But he kept skillfully playing, teasing her.

When he finally ran his finger over her clit she moaned loudly and ground against his finger with even more urgency. He kept his touch light, bringing her to the brink of orgasm and keeping her there.

She was about to demand that he rub harder when he quickened his pace and increased the pressure. Her second orgasm overtook her, and she shuddered and bit down a scream. For that moment all thought left her, and her breathing was hard and fast. The orgasm seemed to go on forever!

When it finally subsided she could only stand by leaning forward against the railing. She had had big orgasms in the past, but never like this. She was still trying to get her breath back when she felt him sinking to his knees. His hands held her in place, and she was about to ask him what he was doing when his tongue found her wet clit from behind.

She almost screamed and held on to the railing for dear life. He flicked his tongue lightly across her clit, teasing her, and she felt another orgasm already building. When had he learned how to do this?!

His tongue worked magic on and around her clit, and she lost all coherent thought. The pleasure she was feeling was her whole world, nothing else mattered. His licking became harder and more focused and before she knew it she was cumming again, this time screaming into the night sky. She felt like she was on top of the world, soaring above the clouds, and she never wanted to come down. Time stood still, and all she knew was that she didn't ever want it to stop. But eventually her orgasm ebbed away, and he caught her as she fell to her knees, completely exhausted.

Lovingly he kissed her on the top of her head. Then he stood up and walked back into the hotel room. She managed to get into the chair that she was sitting in earlier, still trying to get her breath back when he appeared in the door again. She smiled at him.

"Thank you for that, you were amazing!"

He sleepily blinked at her. "For what? What did I do?"

She blinked in surprise. "What do you mean, what did you do?"

He looked strangely at her. "I was in bed, and thought I heard you talking or screaming or something. I thought I was dreaming, but I noticed you weren't next to me, so I came outside to check. Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost!"

She could only sit back, speechless, and wonder who had just visited her. What stranger had given her such pleasure, would she ever know?