Between the Sheets

This story was written for someone. For them to masturbate to. It combines some of our experiences and our fantasies. There are few descriptions of those involved, so you can more easily place yourself and/or your partner in the scene. Now we want others to masturbate to it too. We hope you enjoy it, and do let us know if it gives you pleasure.

On Our Way -- Mile High Margarita

We meet at the lounge at the airport. You look stunning, and I immediately want to whisk you off to the toilet to ravish you. We have to settle for kissing and a few glasses of white wine. My fingers trace the hem of your skirt, and I absentmindedly move up to your arse. You nod your head when I realise you're not wearing knickers, and, for what will be the first of many times, I feel my cock stir in my pants. The time in the lounge passes quickly, and we steadily become merrier. Gazing into each other's eyes. We get so distracted we almost miss the switch to boarding for our flight on the TV screen.

We rushed through the airport and made it on time, but only just. They call us to board, and and we make our way to our business class seats. We're in the centre aisle with a partition between us that goes up and down. We order a glass of champagne each and then tell the crew that we're likely to nap on the flight, so we don't require any service. We soon get up to cruising altitude, and I notice you look uncomfortable in your seat. "You ok?" I ask, "could you do with a massage?"

You look at me with your big, beautiful eyes. "Hmmmmm." We put the partition down, and I rubbed some of the fragranced creams waiting for us on our seats into my hands. I roll your top down to reveal your shoulders and apply more cream. I start to slowly and gently massage all around your neck and shoulders. As you begin to relax, I go harder, really starting to knead your muscles. You lean further against me, and I kiss your neck and ear lobe. You moan gently as I rain down small, gentle kisses on your skin.

I continue to massage you with my hands, now exploring the front of your body as well. I rub one hand right across your chest, and my fingertips graze against a nipple. I take it between my thumb and forefinger and pull hard. I apply more cream and go back to massaging you, this time paying a lot more attention to your breasts. I stroke the sides, cup them, rub the cream all along the underside, and then tease around your nipples. Every time I feel them stiffen, I tweak them again, making them harder still. Before long, I'm almost exclusively playing with your nipples, running my fingers around them, and then rolling them between my digits. Applying just the right amount of pressure.

You're smiling for the first time since the big grin you gave me when you first saw me. Seeing you light up like that turns me on so much. You lean back more, and your elbow and arm knock against the bulge in my trousers. You ask me to slide down in my chair, so you're able to get your hand into my pants. I let out a small gasp as you unbutton my flies, allowing my cock to unfurl, and then you expertly start to give me a massage of my own. As you stroke, the blood pumps to my cock and swells larger in your hand.

We continue to play, you deftly stroking my cock while I tease your nipples and kiss your neck. I suck long and hard on one of your earlobes, and you can feel the pre-cum on your hand as it builds up at the head of my cock. "Let's go to the toilet," I whisper.

You go first, and then I quickly follow, careful to ensure the crew doesn't spot us. I rip at your clothes, tearing them off in seconds and start to suck hungrily at your nipples. You push me away and pull down my jeans. My cock springs to attention, and you immediately slide it into your mouth. I groan as I feel you take my entire length and stroke my balls. "Enough," I yelp as I forcefully lift you to your feet. I turn you around, your sexy arse pushed hard against my body. I reach down my hand between your legs and feel the delightful wetness of your pussy.

I bend you over, and before you know it, my cock is deep inside you. My hands grip your hips as I start to thrust inside you. Pulling out right to the tip before driving inside you again. My eyes lock on to yours in the mirror, and I give you a hard spank on your ass. "Fuck, how I've missed this, my dirty little slut," I moan. I start to fuck you harder and faster. The slaps of my hand are in perfect unison with my balls slapping against your pussy. You can feel me inside you, my cock pushing against your g spot, pleasure coursing through your body in waves. My pace increases. "Oh baby, I'm cumming!" My hands grip your hips harder, and in three quick thrusts, you feel me explode inside you. Your own orgasm hits, clamping your tight pussy around my cock.

We dress as quickly and quietly as we can and make our way back to our seats. We keep our heads down but can't help but catch the eye of another couple, and they give us a wink. We snuggle up in our seats, and we're both fast asleep when we touch down at our tropical destination.

Our driver from the hotel picks us up at the airport. He has a cool box with some snacks and more champagne to keep us entertained on the hilly passes up to the hotel. By the time we arrive, we're feeling refreshed, if a little drunk again. We are escorted to our suite with panoramic views down to the ocean. We have our own balcony with a splash pool/jacuzzi, and the views are stunning. We picked the hotel for its combination of private beaches, forest-covered walkways, and large pools. We unpack and lie down on the four-poster bed. You fold up into my arms, your head snuggled on my chest, both sure we're going to have an amazing holiday.

Day One -- Pornstar Martini

The first day, we barely left our hotel room. All food is room service, and a steady stream of bottles of champagne is being brought to our boudoir. After breakfast, I lay you face down on the bed, a pillow below you so your arse is raised towards me. I then secure each of your limbs to the four-poster bed, leaving you helpless. Finally, I blindfold you. I'm to your side, stroking and massaging your neck, shoulders and back. My hands work lower and lower until I reach the curve of your arse. Then...

Smack! My hand reverberates against your arse cheek. Smack! Again. Then I lean down and smother your arse with kisses. Then smack! My hand comes down hard again. I move again, and you're never quite sure where the next contact will come from or what it will entail. I start to kiss you again, and my tongue slides down towards your pussy. I move myself between your legs, and my tongue gets to work. I raise your arse a little higher, and the tip of my tongue presses against your clit. I run it across the length of your pussy, feeling and tasting how wet you are before diving as deep as I can go. I continue to lick. Teasing. Circling. Higher and lower. I lick your pussy and arse as I hear you moaning and getting more and more wet. You and my tongue are drenched. I slowly slip my first finger inside your arse. I feel you tighten around me, and you moan.

We have brought an array of our favourite toys with us, and I reach over and select the butt plug. I slowly circle your arsehole with it. I gently push it inside you. Moving it deeper inside you. I feel you push and writhe against me. Smack! My hand comes down again. And again. And again. Before more kisses, soothing the redness.

I lift your arse up and position myself behind you again. I slide my cock into your pussy, and my hands grip your hips. I pull you harder towards me as I push inside you. Smack! My hand comes down again as I quicken the pace. You can feel me, and the butt plug deep inside you. The pace quickens, both the thrusting and the smacks. An orgasm starts to rise in both of us. My arm reaches out and grabs your hair. Pulling your head back towards me, waves of pleasure course through our bodies. You cum all over the pillow beneath you.

I untie you, and you get to your feet on unsteady legs. I pick up the pillow and inhale deeply, savouring your scent. We stumble out onto the balcony, my cum still seeping down your leg, and we relax in the hot tub. Our champagne is refilled as we enjoy the warm sun beating down on our naked bodies. You straddle me as I sit in the tub, and we passionately kiss. My hands run down the length of your back, and my fingers stroke you just at the top of your arse. You slowly start to grind against me, picking up the pace when you can feel the rush of blood reaction you were aiming for. You lean back, and I take the opportunity to suck on your nipples. I take one into my mouth, rolling my tongue around it, before gently biting you. So it does not feel left out, my other hand is teasing and squeezing your other nipple.

You have an idea, and you whisper in my ear before leading me out of the jacuzzi. As you stand and lift your leg up to the edge of the tub, you reveal your pussy to me, and I cannot contain myself. I grab your leg, stopping you in your tracks, and lift my mouth to your cunt. The mix of your wetness, our prior sex, and the oil in the jacuzzi is intoxicating, and I hungrily devour you. You bend double, enjoying me pulling you apart and putting my tongue as deep inside of you as I can, but you regain your composure. You keep moving and pull me with you.

You walk to the balcony and admire the view. You bend right over, watching the people walk past just a few storeys below. You look amazing as your full breasts dangle down, your hair trailing alongside them. I drop to my knees and begin to lick again, this time giving your arsehole my full attention. I plunge my tongue into you to lick and tease you. You let out a moan so loud it echoes throughout the hotel complex. I stand up, and my cock is ready for action once more. I glide inside your tight pussy. Your hands grip the balcony railing as your knuckles turn white. The pleasure is exquisite. I fuck you languidly, taking my time, using the full length of my cock.

You look over and see another couple admiring us on a balcony across from us. It is initially hard to make out, but they both appear to be masturbating as they watch me take you from behind. I see you staring at them, knowing this must be turning you on. I begin to up my pace. I wrap my hand in your hair as I pull you back, ensuring the couple have a perfect view of your magnificent breasts. They react, increasing the speed of their masturbation and exchanging looks with each other.

The noises coming from you are incredible at this point, entirely in the throes of passion, enjoying every thrust and drive from my cock. It feels so deep inside you. Our bodies are moving in unison as you push back from the railings with every lunge forward by me. I still have a firm grip of your hair and pull you back towards me. I alternate between spanking you and teasing your arsehole. You feel like I could make you do anything. It's a powerful feeling of euphoria.

The other couple are fucking now. They cannot take their eyes off us, trying to mimic our every move. We fuck faster and faster. The pleasure levels feel like they have peaked and then only seem to rise again. "You're going to fucking make me cum again," I shout as I feel my orgasm blossom. This takes you over the edge, and I feel you are getting wetter than ever. It's too much for me, and my cum fills you, shooting deep inside your pussy. The sound of your orgasm reverberates around the courtyard, and we fall back into the loungers behind us. In a state of bliss, we hold each other to the sound of what seems like applause ringing in our ears.

Day Two -- Malibu Massage

The next day, we walk into the spa, and the smell of coconut and perfume hits us as we enter the oak-panelled reception area. A small water feature in the corner is a waterfall on hot rocks, making a comforting sizzling noise. It's the kind of place that relaxes you the instant you walk in. We are shown into the changing area and asked to put on some of their underwear and huge white robes. You giggle as I squeeze into these white briefs that struggle to hold my cock and balls. We wrap the robes around us. They've been heated, and it feels like a warm embrace. We step into the massage room and sit down on the beds.

Two masseurs walk in and smile at us. They ask us to sit on the benches facing each other, and they take the robes off us. They stand behind us, and the massage begins with our heads. Their fingers move through our hair and skulls, and the sensation spreads to the rest of our bodies. After five minutes, they move down to our necks, rubbing oil into our skin. They knead our muscles, and any remaining stress of our trip soon melts away. We keep eye contact throughout, getting lost in each other's eyes. They move down our arms to each hand, gently massage each finger, pulling each one from base to tip. We share a smile and nod as it feels like small electric bolts going through our bodies.

They ask us to lie down on our backs, and they continue to massage us. It's Swedish style and they start on our legs and work up. Their fingers feel light as they move from the calves to our thighs. They use force when needed, as if every tight muscle was a puzzle to be unlocked. They work further up, massaging our hips and stomach. Further still and across our chests. They are careful not to touch any sensitive areas. Torsos, necks, arms, and hands again, they continue to work their magic. As the world drifts away, they ask us to turn over and lie on our fronts.

The back massage starts with much more pressure, hard chops and deep presses, freeing all that tension from our bodies. Then, it's back to the gentle, deeply soothing style. You are in heaven, a perfect state of bliss, oblivious to the world. I look across and note your state of relaxation. I glance up at the masseurs and give them the pre-agreed signal. I get up and move to where your masseur is standing. Seamlessly, I continue their action as they leave the room in complete silence.

I carry on with the massage, but each time I get close to an erogenous area, I am more adventurous than they would ever be. I stroke the sides of your breasts; I let my hands go to the top of your thighs and brush against your pussy. Each time I do more and more, finally running my finger across your slit. You are incredibly wet. I get on the massage bed and move up to your ass. I lift your hips, and you instinctively reveal yourself to me. I part your cheeks and begin to lick. The oil from the massage has seeped down into every crack. My tongue explores your ass and pussy, licking round and down, teasing you and then licking hard, mixing it up, maximising your pleasure.

My erection is raging now. It has ripped through the underwear they provided, and I throw them to the floor. I lift your hips again and then spread your legs wide. I hold my cock next to your pussy until you can take no more, and then I thrust inside your wetness. You can feel my weight on top of you, my cock deep inside you. It feels so good. I kiss your neck, then pull your head up by your hair to kiss your mouth. My cock still pounding deep inside you. You start to orgasm. Your body bucks. Your pussy tightens around my cock, and your moans fill the room. That's when my orgasm hits. I pull out and cum all over your arse. I finish the massage, kneading my cum into you, and we head to the shower to clean up.

Day Three -- April Shower

We wake up in the morning with the warm comfort of being next to each other's naked bodies. Our hotel has a huge bed, but we have constant skin-to-skin contact. After a good 30 minutes of kisses and cuddles underneath the sheets, we get up and go have a shower. It's a big overhead rainfall type with a second, separate shower head on a short hose. The room has fantastic toiletries and a couple of big loofahs to scrub with. We soap up each other's bodies, taking turns to clean the other's back. Our bodies gleam and bubble as we rub every part of each other.

It doesn't take long for my cock to stiffen, so you begin to pay it more attention, applying lots of soap to my shaft and balls and then teasing me with long slow strokes. The water rushes down us as you start to pump harder, and my cock enlarges to its full length. You fall to your knees and run your tongue along my cock. I let out a little moan as you wrap your lips around me. With your hands at the base of my cock, you move your head towards me, pushing me deeper inside you. You start to stroke my cock, your hand coming to meet your head every time you bob your head. You increase the pace as you cup my balls with your other hand. The pleasure is exquisite as I feel your tongue against the base of my cock.

My hands reach down and take a grip of your hair. I guide your head up and down my cock. Moving you faster and faster as you wank me harder. Your hands squeeze my balls, my breath becomes ragged, and the pleasure becomes too much for me. "Oh, baby, I'm cumming!" I yell, and I ejaculate into your mouth. My legs wobble as the orgasm rolls around my body, but I have the strength to lift you up and kiss you deeply, my tongue entwined with yours. "Now it's your turn," I chuckle.

I ask you to turn around, put your arms against the wall and spread your legs like you're about to be frisked. I kneel behind you and kiss each of your arse cheeks. The water runs down your body, and I slowly pull your ass apart. I move my head in closer and push my tongue inside your pussy. Even with the water running down, I can still taste your sweetness, and I hungrily lick in search of more. My tongue probing as deep inside your cunt as I can.

I continue to lick and tease. My tongue moves up to your arse. First flicking around the outside before running across your tight pink hole. I lick harder, the flat of my tongue going across your ass as my fingers reach up to play with your clit, circling and applying pressure. I spin you around and push two fingers inside you. I take the shower head and apply the massaging spray to your clit. My fingers slide in and out of you quickly, pushing deeper and harder. I curl my fingers and pick up the pace. My fingers vigorously pumping in and out. The orgasm builds inside you and then explodes. I drop the shower head and put my mouth to your pussy as you ejaculate. I can't get enough as your juices squirt into my mouth.

We return to the bedroom, the fluffy white hotel towels in hand. I kneel in front of you as if worshipping my goddess. I start to pad dry your warm, damp skin, which is still tingling from your orgasm. I give attention to every inch of your skin as I slowly towel you off. I feel your nipples harden again as my fingers find them through the cotton.

Once you're dry, I push you back onto the bed. I reach for the body lotion and apply it to your soft skin. Starting with your feet, I use the lotion and work up your body. I caress your feet and then move up and knead your calves. A gentle moan escapes your lips and your legs part. My eyes are transfixed by your clean-shaven pussy.

I grab more lotion and work higher. Long, firm strokes, pushing up from your knee to your upper thigh. At the top, I flourish, and the tips of my fingers just graze your pussy. Just the faintest of touches, but you can already feel another orgasm rising inside you. I continue to work your inner thighs, combining firm strokes with gentle fingertips. I can visibly see you get wet, and I start to stroke my cock as I watch you. With my other hand, I rest my thumb on your clit. Just a touch at first, and as soon as I start to circle you, another orgasm shudders through your body. I lean down and give your pussy a lingering kiss, tasting your cum.

Day Four -- Here Comes the Sun

We walk beneath a canopy of trees down a small track that leads to the beach. Hand in hand, we go, stopping occasionally when we glimpse a view, lingering for a long kiss each time. Your body feels warm against mine, and my hands follow your curves as our tongues tangle. I give your arse a quick tap with my hand each time as we move on.