Emma was occupied with interviews and photoshoots. I had not heard from her in weeks. I was getting worried. At the same time, I wondered what I should come up with to celebrate our anniversary. It has been almost a year since we last met. I really wanted to show that I loved her. My phone rang. I picked up the phone, but I almost dropped it when I read the name on the screen.
"Hi," I answered calmly.
"Hi," Emma said. "Sorry, I haven't called you in so long."
"No worries. How are you?"
"Tired. I have been working around the clock for weeks. I would like to see you."
"Now that you mention it, how would it be if we see each other on February 8?"
"What's special about that day?" said Emma and I got a little surprised."
"That's the date when it's a year since we met. I want to celebrate it somehow."
"What a romantic you are!" laughed Emma. "You know we got together about six months later, though?"
"We were together long before that. We just didn't know it," I said coolly. "So, what should we do?"
We discussed different ideas. It all went back to what we were best at; having sex. We decided to meet for a weekend in London to have "exceptional sex" as Emma put it. We would try out new things, why Emma wanted me to visit a sex shop. Emma didn't want to come, with her reputation. Emma would still send me a list of things I should buy. I just got hard just thinking about it and I told Emma. Emma laughed and admitted she was wet. It had been a long time since we had been together. Our bodies needed each other.
"Phone Sex?" I asked, and Emma giggled and continued.
"I'm going down on my knees and opening your zipper. I take out your aching cock in my hand. I jerk you off for a while before I take your cock in my mouth and suck you very strongly and intensively." I was breathing heavily just by hearing her say that.
"I'm throwing you down on the bed and tearing off your clothes. I lick your pussy and drive a finger or two inside. I find your G-spot and continue to lick you as if I was obsessed."
"I drag you up from there and your cock touches my pussylips. Then you go straight inside me. You are now balls deep inside me. You start fucking me hard. Oh. "
Emma fingered herself. She massaged her clitoris with her other hand. A fire went through her. I was jerking off. Soon our groans and mons were the only things that were heard in the phone. Emma wanted me to cum for her. I lost control. I came. My load landed on the floor. I heard Emma scream out of her own orgasm. I smiled.
"Do you feel good?" I asked.
"Yes, I'm waiting for February 8th."
"Me too."
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It was Friday, February 8th. I had arrived in London and would spend a magical weekend with Hermione. First, as previously decided, I would visit a sex store. I took a taxi to a shop a few blocks away, but walked the last bit. I stepped into the sex store. It was the first time I visited such a store. I felt nervous and uncomfortable. I walked along the shelves. Emma and I wanted to try tying up each other. None of us had done anything like that before. I was also going to buy a vibrator, different types of dildos, a penis pump and a so-called gag ball. I found everything and went to the cashier. A young woman looked at me. "Girlfriend?" She asked. I nodded nervously. She laughed. I paid for everything and walked out of the store.
I arrived at the hotel and thanked God for the anonymous plastic box I had received at the sex store. I pulled my packings with me and took the elevator up to the fourth floor. Emma had booked a "normal" hotel room not to draw attention to us. I knocked on the door five times, so she would know it was me. The door was opened slowly. I stepped in and closed the door behind me. I heard footsteps on my way to the "living room". I put the box and my packing on the floor in the hall. I slowly walked further into the hotel room.
"I've been waiting for you," Emma said when she saw me. I lost my breath. Emma sat on the sofa wearing a white nightgown. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra and I wondered if she was wearing panties. I went forward and kissed Emma. I was sweaty after the trip, which Emma noticed. She pulled herself away and wrinkled her nose. I laughed and went to take a shower.
I got out of the shower with a towel around my waist. Emma was still sitting on the couch. She looked at her phone, but dropped it when she saw me. She licked her mouth. I sat down next to her and kissed her. We kissed over and over again. We were horny. It was a long time since we had seen each other. I began putting my hand under Emma's nightgown. I brought my hand upwards and as I suspected: no panties! Emma smiled and kissed me passionately. I brought a finger into Emma's opening.
"You still know what you're doing," Emma said. Her eyes devoured my attention. My hand worked on by itself. Emma moaned. I knelt down on the floor and put my head under her nightgown. I wasted no time. I licked and sucked on her sex. She was close now. She tasted so good. It smelled sex and love. I loved being here and now. Emma also seemed to love it. She came in a powerful orgasm that made me wet in my face. I pulled away and Emma was screaming. I walked and washed my face. At the same time, I took the box that I had left in the hall. Emma stopped laughing, but still looked very pleased. I gave her the box and Emma looked happily through the things in it. I noticed that she had a little hesitation in her eyes.
"I haven't done anything like this before either," I said, sitting next to Emma. "We just have to respect each other and relax. There's no rush. And if it's not for us, we fuck as usual. We are the best at that. "Emma logged.
"Okay," she said giving me a seductive smile. "Since you just made me cum, it's your turn. Lie down on your back on the bed. I'll tie you up." I did as she told me.
"What are you gonna do? Do not pu anything in my butt, okay? "I smiled. Emma smiled and looked like she was thinking about something.
"We must have a safe word. Maybe cucumber salad?
"What made you think of cucumbers?"
Emma tied the ropes around my wrists and ankles. Cucumber salad seemed to be our safe word. The towel on top off me was strategically placed over my most private parts. Emma took off her night gown. Her nipples were hard. She saw that I looked at her, so she spanned around. I followed her back, down to her ass, before Emma's breasts became visible again. I looked at her flat stomach and down between her legs. She was completely shaved. Emma smiled and asked me to relax.
