Our Second Day
There was still complete darkness in the room when I awoke sometime in the early morning of our second day together. The only sounds that could be heard were the rumble and rhythmic tapping sounds of the fan motor in the air conditioner, and the soft serene snores of Delilah lying next to me.
I flashed back over the events of the first night with her and felt a rush of emotions take over me as I considered just how much it had taken for us to finally connect in person. Months of chatting, audio and video calls online that sometimes lasted for hours had resulted in us going from complete strangers to acquaintances to lovers who literally ached for each other on a daily basis, wanting each other so intensely that we would risk putting ourselves through enormous pain for a chance of having something far more meaningful and long-term.
I closed my eyes and gave thanks to the Universe that had so kindly steered our paths into each other on that fateful night (the next morning for her) and had sent us down an entirely new path in our lives, something unexpected and exceedingly unlikely.
I took in a deep breath and turned toward her, exhaling slowly. I scooted near her and felt her warmth emanating from her skin as my hand came into contact with her side. I moved closer and could make out the scent of her hair, and I breathed it in deeply, knowing I would never be able to get enough.
I came closer still until my body was spooned up against hers and moved my hand onto her soft breast. I rubbed my fingers over the surface of her skin and sighed when I felt her nipple responding to my touch.
As it hardened I lightly squeezed it until it stood up like a point between my fingers. By now I had seen her breasts on many occasions but actually getting to experience touching them was a far richer experience, and it immediately began to have a noticeable effect on my body.
My heart rate was already increasing and I could feel the familiar sensation of arousal between my legs as blood started rushing there to prepare me for what my body knew was to come.
Involuntarily I pressed my nascent erection into her and moved my fingers across to find her other nipple and give it the same attention I had been giving to the first.
Delilah had told me several times that she wasn't a light sleeper and so far, nothing I had done was waking her. We had already had discussions about waking each other with sex and had both given our consent, so it was exciting to finally be able to act on it for real.
I pressed even more firmly against her and ran my hand down her body until I felt the heat between her thighs and gently moved my fingers over her smooth, hairless vulva. I used two fingers to spread her open and teased her clit with soft, gentle touches of my fingertips.
I could feel her shifting just slightly and then her breathing changed. The snores were replaced by deep breaths through her mouth and then she slowly moved her leg to give me better access to her pussy.
Her hand moved between us and found my cock and started teasing the tip with her fingers, sending waves of pleasure all throughout my body.
Moving forward I kissed the back of her ear and licked it, eliciting a small giggle from her.
She moved her head forward to try to break the contact and whispered, "That tickles!"
I laughed and replied, "Oh? How about this?"
I brought up the hand that had been teasing her clit and very lightly caressed her torso in the spots I thought were the most ticklish. This time she bucked and caught my wrist and tried to stop me, but her position of reaching behind her afforded her minimal leverage so I was free to continue at will.
She twisted herself onto her stomach to try to get away but I quickly mounted her back, pinning her to the bed. She grimaced and sighed, now uncontrollably giggling as I easily avoided her attempts to deflect my hands.
When I moved up and tickled the sides of her neck she raised her voice quite a bit and said, "James, please! I give up! Would you please just fuck me?"
I did stop now and she heaved in several more breaths. "Gladly," I said into the darkness.
The prone position she was lying in was perfect for me to push forward, quickly finding her opening as she spread her legs slightly to give me access.
I reached up and found her arms and held them together at the base of her back and used them to hold onto as I began thrusting into her.
From below me she started moaning and pushing back against me with her hips and arching her back to raise her ass a bit higher, taking me even deeper than before. Her pussy fit me perfectly and I couldn't imagine any better feeling could possibly exist.
A few minutes into this I could already begin to feel myself getting close. I raised her arms up, still holding her wrists tightly, and told her to pull against me as I took each stroke. Somehow she knew precisely what I meant and before long we had a good rhythm going.
Sometimes I would push all the way inside her and stop, trying my best not to come too quickly, and I could tell she wasn't wanting me to stop because she kept on pushing her hips up against me trying to maintain the movement.
Somewhere in my mind I just surrendered to the feeling and started thrusting again, this time not caring about how long I lasted. I found the perfect angle to get the maximum sensation around and on the head of my cock and pulled her arms back very firmly, raising her top half completely off the bed as cum shot out of me and into her body.
I was groaning loudly and she was gasping and moaning as I did my best to keep moving, making sure that not a drop of cum didn't end up inside her where it belonged.
As my movements came to a stop, I relaxed my tight grip on her wrists and put her arms down, letting myself lean forward and lie back on top of her, both of us heaving in deep breaths.
My softening cock eased out of her and I rubbed my groin against her, getting her ass wet with our combined juices.
I said softly into her ear, "You were amazing."
Her immediate response came, "You were amazinger."
We both laughed in the darkness at what had become our own little private exchange, something we had said to each other over texts probably hundreds of times now. It was even more fun and meaningful to say it here in person. Each time I had ever said it I had meant it with the utmost sincerity. Delilah was unlike any woman I had ever met in my life and I knew I would likely never connect with anyone like her again.
"I wanna make you come, my love," I said, and that too earned a quick reply. "Please do."
I lifted myself off of her and had an idea. "Come sit on my face, baby."
In the darkness she made an 'mmmm' sound and after a little initial positioning eased her dripping wet pussy down onto my waiting lips.
The hotel bed had a nice high headboard that turned out to be perfect for her to hold onto as I used my lips and tongue to lick and suck her clit and explore her pussy. I could feel my chin and upper neck getting wet as my cum oozed back out of her and onto me.
Her taste and smell were beyond divine and I knew I would never be able to get enough of her. Under my tongue, I could feel the bump of her very hard clit and above me I could feel her body tensing as she worked her way closer. The intensity of her moans was increasing by the minute.
When she began grinding herself on my face, I knew that soon she would reach her climax. I reached around behind her and pressed a finger slightly into her rear opening, causing an immediate gasp and a new rush of hot juices from her pussy.
When she whimpered and convulsed, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her pussy tightly to me, continuing to rhythmically lick her clit up and down and around.
"Ohhhhh!" she cried out, again thrusting her hips downward into me. Finally, she relaxed and shifted slightly back, sitting on my chest. I could imagine her smile as she said, "I need to wake up like this every day, darling."
"Come here and kiss me," I said.
