My name is Philip. My operative name is Ramrod. My job? Lots of people would like to know what I do. My advice to them, and to you, is this: You don't want to know! Besides, what I do isn't what I write about. I travel all over the world and I meet the most beautiful women. In trains, in planes and, in automobiles, I taste of feminine beauty in countries from A to Z. Please don't get the wrong idea. My partners are always willing participants, and in quite a few cases, the fairer sex is the one who initiates the passionate encounter.
I had just arrived in the Port of Freemantle in western Australia. I hailed a cab to take me to my hotel in Perth. The warm air and bright sun felt good, and the city was beautiful. There were gardens of flowers everywhere, and the yards of every home were carefully manicured and ablaze with flowers. We arrived at the Mercure Hotel, and I was anxious to check in; after all, I hadn't relaxed in weeks, and I was due a little vacation. It would turn out to be only two days, but what a two days they would be.
I don't remember what time I lay down, but my nap turned into a much-needed sleep. I woke up at 7:00 pm feeling much revived. I grabbed a shower and a shave and headed for the dining room. A young oriental beauty greeted me and escorted me to a table. I ordered a large steak and a mug of Fosters beer.
I was looking around the dining room when my eyes caught a blonde looking my way. She quickly looked the other way, but not with out raising my hopes of finding a woman to spend the evening with, and if I was real lucky, the night. I got up from the table and walked towards the bar. Standing close to my object of desire, I asked her if I could by her a drink. She said. " A yank" with a beautiful smile. "You can boy me a drink, or you can boy me dinner and drinks." I tried to not look like the cat with the canary in its mouth, and immediately invited her to my table where we began to get acquainted. Her name was Allison and she was a CEO of her own software company. She and her company provided software and database programs designed for very specific and often secret applications, and an equally obscure clientele. This was working out quite well. Neither of us could talk much about our work, and we joked about having to kill the other if we told what we really did. They did discover a wide range of common interests; such as, a love of the sea, love and respect for animals, and great love of being naked, especially in the great outdoors, or should I say outback. Perhaps it was the Fosters, but we were both giddy and quite open about our sexuality. We also enjoyed a wonderful meal, yet for me somehow it wasn't as important as looking at this beautiful woman who just walked into my evening.
Allison and I finished dinner, and drifted into a garden adjacent to the hotel courtyard. It was a warm spring night with a soft breeze and the fragrance of flowers was strong. For the first time we embraced. Our lips met and danced. There was passion in our tongues; it was going to a beautiful night filled with marvelous experiences. "Would you like to take a drive to Freemantle Philip?" Allison asked me in her lovely accent. This evening was like karmic reliefin action, the kind of dream that gave me wet dreams when I was a teenager. "Lets do it, you are driving though. You folks drive on the wrong side of the road!" I teased. Allison laughed easily and kissed me and then pulled me through the lobby to her Holden convertible. We were soon on the expressway to the harbor. I stared at the stars, felt the wind on my face and hair, smelled the sweet smell of Alison, and the beauty of this woman graced his sense of sight. My senses were saturated as we pulled into a secluded area of Cottislow beach. We walked hand in hand on the beach experiencing that sudden mountain top experience of being in lust. I know what you're thinking...he is a chauvinist, which I am not, and besides she had made it clear she was not interested in any long term relationships at this point in her life, and certainly not a long distance one. We talked about enjoying the present and being satisfied with it. So far, I was the most satisfied man on earth.
We embraced under a moonless starlit night. The warm offshore breeze blew Alison's short skirt up, and I was tantalized by the white thong that jumped into view, showing the contrast between her dark bronze skin and the ultra white material. She made no effort to hide it, in fact she gathered her skirt in one hand and pretended she was posing for the camera. She did a half spin in the soft sand and fell into my arms. I pulled her tight body to mine and pressed my lips to hers. She responded with wet lips and an eager tongue. She kind of straddled my left leg, and when I thrust my knee out a bit, she pushed her pussy against my leg. My hands cupped the cheeks of her ass and encouraged her dance of pleasure. She was so hot, and so was I. We looked into each other's eyes, and hers sparkled and her smile seemed so comfortable to me, so wise and yet, absolutely seductive. She stepped back and undid the buttons on her blouse, one at a time. She pulled the blouse back on her shoulders exposing her beautifully proportioned breasts. A second later the blouse was gone, and so was her bra. I gazed at this beautiful woman, on a beach in Australia, and thanked my lucky stars and my spiritual guide for taking care of my love life.
I was out of my clothes in a heartbeat, and I knelt before her as in worship, and pulled the skimpy panties down her flat abdomen, and beautiful hips. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and I could see her quite easily. My tongue licked her narrow tuft of pubic hair. I licked lower and lightly pushed her labial lips from side to side before allowing the tip of my tongue to enter the channel between. It was wet and hot. She tasted so good as her precum reached my taste buds, and her smell permeated my brain. She said, " My goodness but I do love to be eaten by such a romantic and talented man." I thanked her for her kind remarks, and I added that I would try to make her night as magic as I could. We needed some comfortable, prone position. We spread out a blanket we had brought, and I lay on my back. She straddled me and positioned her sweet pussy in my face. My tongue bathed her snatch, licking her hard clit up and down and side to side. The light touch of my tongue made Alison squirm. I took advantage of this by rolling my face around in her wet slit. The speed and momentum of her squirming quim soon became urgent. "Oh yes Phillip...oh it feels so so good luv..hmmmm oh ya oh God", she screamed "I'm cumming!" Her pussy lips were swollen and so tasty. As her pussy squirmed around my face, I was rewarded with a splash of Allison's cum. It got me so turned on. My cock was rock hard, and she reached her hand back and grasped the long hard shaft. She lifted her body up and back, placing her wet pussy around my engorged prick. She lifted up and down slowly, allowing the sensation to sink into my being. She rode my cock for al long time before removed my cock from her pussy, and replaced it with her mouth. At the same time, her hand deftly milked my meat and she played with my sticky pre cum. It formed long strings from the tip of my cock to her pointed tongue. Her tongue was also talented, licking the slit that would eventually eject my cum. She licked my shaft, and let her tongue dance on the head. She licked my balls, and sucked them onto her mouth like fruit. She was so gentle, and I found it hard to remember when I had been so turned on by a woman. She spread my legs wide and licked all the way down to my ass hole. She toyed with my anus before she commenced seriously sucking of my cock. I watched my meat disappear and reappear from her lips, and felt such good vibes from Allison. My hands ran through her blonde hair, and rode with the rhythm of her head as she expertly sucked my cock. It soon became evident that she was once again aching for some relief. I motioned for her to once again mount my cock. I felt the warm lips close around my dick head. Slowly she eased downward until our pubic hair mashed in wet sticky delight. It felt like her pussy was sucking my cock inward. Her muscles were strong and her appetite for sex was also strong. She lay against me and our lips met in a long and soulful kiss. In our stillness, ever so small movements felt delicious. I could feel the pressure building in my loins, and whispered in her ear that I was soon about to deliver my essence to her. Her mouth found my nipples and began to suck and lick them, first one, then the other. It was as if I had received an electrical shock. My body pushed upwards, and I could feel every muscle in her body strain and quiver. She pushed downward and ground her pussy against my cock. She rocked frontward and backwards as well as from side to side and up and down. A few minutes of that and I was off in the universe with this angel, my mind reeling and my body rapidly approaching the point of no return. My hands cupped her breasts and played with her nipples. It drove her wild and we both began to thrash and scream. My hot load of cum blasted down my penis and exploded into her pussy. My cock squeezed out spurt after spurt as she screamed with delight at the feeling of cum spurting, and my cock riding her G spot. My climax became one of those rare multiple orgasms, and the exquisite feeling kept on and on as we reeled with the power of this union. Our lips were mashed together, arms tightly clasped around one another, and my hard dick riding each and every wave of her orgasm. God knows how long they lay together, but eventually we realized we were no longer on the blanket. The cool sand felt good, and as we lay on their backs side by side, we watched the Southern Cross and a billion stars. This night, this moment was magic pure and simple. We talked and talked and admired one another as well as the night sky. "Come on luv, time for a swim." I stood on wobbly knees and stretched before taking her hand and walking to the waters edge.
