First Encounter in England

A Story by Henry North

The board changes and I see that you are now in baggage claim. I feel a growing sense of excitement, there are butterflies in my stomach and my heart is pounding. My lips and my throat are dry. Nervously, I wait in the arrivals lounge with my handmade sign, waiting for you to appear. My sign is meant to make you laugh, it is a scribbled red heart, no name, just my hand drawn heart.

At last you appear, pushing a trolley piled high with luggage. I see your eyes searching for me in the crowd. I hold up my sign in front of my face so you can't see me, and I wait. Gradually, families and couples are reunited. I hear the sound of a trolley approaching and I peep out to see you looking intently.

"You absolute idiot," You say. smiling.

We both laugh and hug; I lift you from the ground as the two of us kiss for the first time. No doubts, no inhibitions now after so long. Your soft, warm. exhilarating lips on mine for the first time sends electricity crackling through my entire body. Feeling you in my arms after all this time is just so wonderful.

You look tired after your long flight, hair up, unruly strands falling randomly. You are wearing a sweater dress, and I smile as I remember how you always loved to tell me about wearing it for me with nothing underneath. Just as I have always dreamed of you and here you are now in my arms. Hearing your voice as you ask directions to the ladies' room, its magical to hear after so long. You emerge after a few minutes, your makeup fixed and dazzling.

We chat as I drive, mile after mile, lost in each other. I reach across and place my hand on your thigh, you place your hand on top and squeeze. My fingers caressing, your fingers stroking my hand. My fingers glide up under the hem of your dress, you stop me abruptly. We both laugh.

You smile at me, "I have been travelling for 14 hours."

We laugh, and you pull your knees up facing me curled up in the passenger seat. We drive on and I glance across, your eyes are closed, and you are sleeping. I take in your majestic figure, slender and so achingly perfect.

After what seems like hours, we arrive at a motorway service station, and I pull over. The car comes to a stop, and you slowly open your eyes.

You stretch back and look around. "Are we in Cornwall?"

I smile; "We are in Devon, I need coffee my love."

I open your door and take your hand, and we walk to the restaurant where we sit at our table, ordering our drinks: you take the tea, me the strong Americano. You are now lively after your long sleep, laughing and teasing me as usual. I smile at you;

"I want to get you to the cottage and in the shower my love," I say with a smirk.

"Oh, you do, do you, and why is that exactly Mister?" You tease.

We laugh, we both know what we want after so long chatting online. I lean across the table and kiss you.

"Come on let's get going, we can get there in 2 hours from here, we can be in bed by ten," I smile at you.

I am met with a smirk. "Not sure I can wait that long Mister, not sure at all." You say with wink.

As we continue along the A30 over the high moonlit Devon moorland I feel you lean across and kiss my neck, little sensual kisses as you nuzzle into my shoulder. Your hand on my knee, I feel your closeness. I feel your hand caressing my thigh, gently. Your touch after imagining it for so long is sensual and soft, filling me with waves of euphoria. I feel the warmth growing, stirring between my legs. Your hand brushes up, feeling the swelling in my jeans.

"You are very pleased to see me my love, aren't you? Haha, let's just see how pleased."

With this you rub my bulge, your fingers stroking down between my legs. You reach across to undo my belt and slowly unzip my jeans. My swollen shaft springs out, curving up, erect, hard. You kiss my neck softly.

"Keep your eyes on the road mister, OK?" You whisper.

Your glossy dark hair cascades down over my thighs as you bend across to kiss my burning shaft. The merest touch of your lips makes my breath catch and my whole-body tense. I feel your tongue softly gliding up, caressing and curling around the head of my cock. Your left hand takes the base of my hard shaft holding me as your lips gently slip over the tip of my swollen head, your tongue licking along the narrow slit. Your right hand pushes down my jeans and boxers as far as you can between my thighs. My hips rock upwards as your mouth slowly sinks down, wet and hot, your tongue licking around my tight shaft.

The feeling makes me gasp and tense, your left hand gripping firmly, thrusting up and down as your head starts to rock in my lap. My fingers in your hair. Feeling the urgency of your mouth, the intensity of your touch that makes me arch back into my seat, trying hard to focus on the road ahead, thinking only of your tongue. I moan as your lips sink deeper, I feel the head of my cock against the inside of your cheek, hot and soft. My chest is heaving, I cannot suppress a moan as your lips draw back up to the tight swollen head of my cock and thrust down, twisting and licking. I can feel the intensity of your mouth increasing, my burning shaft jerking, I know that I cannot hold this together much longer.

I try to pull you up, but you push down harder, sucking urgently your gentle moans vibrating through my shaft, your head rising and falling. My balls are tightening, and my legs are shaking with the pleasure of your lips, that warm tingling deep down beginning to overwhelm me. I try to move, but your hand tightens on my shaft. Your intention is clear, set and determined. I begin to panic, seeing a lay-by I pull over. There are other cars in the lay-by, but they may as well be invisible to me. All I can feel is the urgent sucking of your hot wet mouth. My hands in your hair, tangling thick strands of your soft brown hair in my fingers, resting back in my seat, legs braced, muscles tight groaning uncontrollably.

Your mouth is thrusting in time with your hand, the soaking heat of your soft wet lips, the electrifying touch of your tongue. My eyes close, my hips thrust up. You sense my release coming, you suck the head of my cock eagerly, your hand stroking firmly; pumping. The feeling is exhilarating, the overwhelming ecstasy reaching the point of no return. I thrust my hips with a huge groaning jerk as my balls erupt. The hot sperm coursing through my cock and bursting into your mouth. Scorching ribbons of creamy, hot cum flooding as I feel the huge release surging through me. The feeling is blissful, sensual, so intensely overwhelming. Cumming again and again as my body gives up the full aching love inside me.

I see your head easing; I feel you gently caressing my cock on your tongue. I let out a loud ecstatic groan, collapsing back against my seat, your lips slowly sliding up releasing my shaft. I hear you moan softly, "Nice to meet you Sir" and you smile and my whole life is here in this moment of pure bliss and love.

You turn to me, grinning, we kiss - deep, long, sensual kisses, full of love. I can taste myself in your kiss.

You look up into my eyes: "You owe me Mister, you owe me big time!"

I smile, "I look forward to discharging that particular debt my love, very much; so, so, very much."

We kiss again and laugh before heading off into the starry Devon night, heading for my cottage and the next chapter of our story together.

We drive on through the night. The moon is bright, and the stars are out over the remote moorland. Eventually, we pull up the gravel drive to my ancient Cornish cottage. I open your door and take your hand. The sea is gently lapping the shore below us and the air is warm and full of the scent of the great ocean and the craggy, kelp-strewn shoreline. Above us, the full yellow moon, and a night sky full of glittering silver stars. I collect your bags, and we make our way to the door, it's painted olive green and surrounded by rose blooms. The cottage is old and thatched and is miles from the nearest village. I unlock the door, and we walk down the stone passage to the small living room. I put your bags down.

"Well this is it, my cottage. I want you to feel at home here. The bathroom is at the top of the stairs if you want a shower. But before you do, there is something I really need."

I cross the room to where you standing taking in the quaint old English charm of the place. My hand slips around your tiny waist, I pull your gorgeous toned slender body me, you look up into my eyes reaching up as I bend forwards. Our lips meet, the soft warmth of your mouth sends a tidal wave of emotion shuddering through me. I can hardly believe this is real. I feel you relax into me, your gorgeous breasts pressing against my chest as we kiss, long, warm lingering, endless kisses. Deeply passionate, and wonderfully erotic. My tongue brushes your lip and caresses the tip of your tongue as our embrace becomes more urgent.

You step back. "I really need a shower Mister before we lose all control of ourselves."

We both laugh, and taking your heavy cases, we make our way up the old timber hill and into our bedroom. The room is large with a deep recessed stone window looking out over the bay. There are fresh flowers on the dresser. You open your suitcase and take out your toiletries and before long you are in the shower, the hot water cascading.

I remember, I have a bottle of champagne in the fridge, and I go back downstairs to fetch it. The door to the bathroom is ajar and I see you behind the shower screen, washing your hair, the soap frothing and running down over your back, your shoulders and your gorgeous breasts. I'm tempted to come into the shower, but I recover myself and go down to fill the ice bucket and collect the champagne. I come back to the stairs and hear the shower still running.

In the bedroom I undress and put on my bathrobe.

I put my head around the door. "I left a bathrobe hanging up for you".

"Thanks Hun, I'll be right with you, don't start without me." I hear you laugh.

I lounge back on the bed and uncork the champagne, pouring two glasses.

The shower stops, and I hear you in the bathroom drying yourself and cleaning your teeth. After what seems like an eternity you appear through the doorway. Your hair wet, the white bathrobe tied around your slim waist accentuating your glorious slender figure. You look mesmerizingly beautiful in the soft lamplight.

"Ooohhh champagne, nice, you know how to treat a girl my love."

We laugh as you swing onto the bed next to me and pick up the glass.

"To us." I say as we clink the glasses.

I turn to you, and your head turns to meet my lips, and we kiss, long, lingering deep kisses. Quickly our kisses become deeper, more urgent, as our desire overtakes us, tongues dancing, the moment is thrilling and electrifying after what seems like an eternity apart. I lean over, pushing you gently back onto the handmade covers on the bed, my knee eases between your legs pushing them apart. I undo the bathrobe, opening it as we kiss. my warm hands exploring your satin soft skin and your beautiful breasts. Your fingers push my bath robe down over my shoulders and pull it open. Our warm naked bodies now pressed together, moving as the feelings begin to overwhelm our senses.

My kisses trail down your neck, across your shoulders - tiny hot kisses. I feel your back arch, my warm hands cupping your perfect breasts, pressing them together. My kisses swap from one nipple to the other, kissing each in turn. Your fingers in my hair, pressing me to your gorgeous boobs, gently I lick them, sucking and swirling my tongue, your gorgeous nipples hard, erect sparkling and tightening as I suck. Your warm breasts soft and so perfect in my hands, my tongue lapping, teasing, circling, and flickering from side to side. My teeth gently grazing, lips pulling.

I look up into your eyes, a playful smile on your lips. My kisses start to trace a wet line down from your breasts, over your stomach, down. My tongue dragging slowly, kissing as it makes its journey towards its heaven place. My tongue flickers around your navel, dipping inside, then continues down, descending gently to your smooth glossy mound. My tiny delicate kisses gently explore, your hips tilting up slightly in anticipation.

The tip of my tongue slips gently down into the seam of your sex, gently licking my way over the swollen hood of your clitoris, down into the deep, wet perfection of your gorgeous tight pussy, tasting your liquid silk. Long strokes of my tongue moving down, your fingers tangling my hair, pressing my tongue into you. I feel your hips rocking, rubbing your hot, sweet, fragrant sex on my tongue as it slips inside you. Your pussy is hot and soaking, I lap gently, exploring you. My tongue glides back up slowly, my thumbs easing your swollen outer lips wide open. My tongue flickers between your warm wet labia, unfurling them like the petals of a dewy rose. Licking deeper, gently sucking your lips, pulling them.

My hand glides over your smooth warm mound, pressing upwards, easing your clitoris from its warm hood, swollen, pink and sparkling. I look up into your eyes, feeling your pussy clench in anticipation. My tongue glides up and flickers around your clitoris, your hips rising, my tongue laps gently and your hips rock, my lips close around it, sucking, my hot tongue caressing.

As my tongue circles the tight glistening bud of your clitoris I hear your breathing deepen into sighs, and soft low moans. My fingers stroke up the inside of your warm open thigh, gently caressing, feeling your juices, silky and slippery. My fingers ease inside, slipping deeper, the inner walls of your pussy hot, wet with your passion. I feel you squeeze as the intensity builds, my fingertips rubbing inside you, your liquid sex pooling and dripping down between your legs making your perineum sparkle.

My fingertips bending upwards to stroke the soft swelling of your G spot as I caress your clitoris with my tongue, faster now and more intensely. Your legs wide open your knees drawn up as I devote myself to your glorious pussy, edging you slowly to your release. I glance up, your eyes staring as my tongue laps your clitoris, your nipples hard and erect. The intensity of my feelings for you are overwhelming, I want only your perfect climax, here, now with me beside the wide Atlantic Ocean.

Your hips start to rock faster now, a new urgency overtaking you. You are losing yourself, grinding on my tongue and pressing down onto my fingers. I can feel your passion building to a crescendo.

You are moaning loudly.

"Oh fuck, I need your cock, oh please my love fuck me, please fuck me," I hear you say in a low hoarse passionate gasp.

Your legs wrapping around me, your nails in my back, you moan in my mouth as we kiss, my body gliding up until you feel my hot hard shaft on your clitoris, my hips rocking, rubbing. The hot touch of my head as it nuzzles into your clitoris makes you tighten, your eyes closing, reaching down, guiding my cock down and into the burning entrance of your pussy.

For a second you hold me there as your hips move, gently rubbing, feeling the hardness in your fingers. My hips start to rock in time, pressing my head into you, easing you open. You squeeze your pussy on the head of my cock, and I feel a sudden jolt of electricity. The months of anticipation, everything leading to this second. I press and suddenly your pussy relaxes, taking me inside you, gliding deep, my shaft filling you at long last. We both groan with the pure bliss of this moment, in sync as always. I push forwards, deeper, until my balls are pressing against the smooth wetness of you. I hold there, in disbelief and ecstasy. This is my heaven right here, right now.

We kiss deeply, kisses so full of love that our hearts almost burst from the intensity of our emotions. Your eyes open, looking up into mine, burning with love and the purest joy. Together at last after so long. Your thighs glide up brushing over mine, your arms around my neck, gently I begin to thrust, long slow sensual thrusts, your eyes close again as you give yourself to the feeling. Your arms tighten around my neck, your hips starting to move in time with mine. I feel the tight wetness and my eyes close as waves of pure bliss flood through me. Your fingers trail down my back and I feel you arch up against me, your breasts pressing. I feel your need and you feel mine deep inside you.

I kiss your neck, my breath now echoes your moans, I feel my cock throbbing as you clench and push down on my shaft, my hips rock faster. My back arching up, huge shuddering thrusts, each deeper and more urgent than the last; my hips rotating as I fuck you. I kiss your ear, and my hot breath whispers your name. Our bodies writhing together, hot, beading with sweat as we give each to the other without hesitation. Your nails dragging down my back to my butt, squeezing and pulling me deeper.

"Oh my darling cum with me now,." You moan.

Your warm thighs ride up my hips to my waist, tilting your pussy up to take me deeper, your fingernails digging into my butt, urging me to cum. My cock pulls up and drives down and up inside you, your pussy lips glide down my soaking shaft again and again. I feel you throbbing on my cock head as I grind it deeper inside you. My thrusts now faster and faster, urgent thrusts, your liquid silk pouring, my balls slapping your upturned ass. Your nipples so hard and erect as you feel the approaching release and my wild thrusts.

I feel your pussy clench hard and your whole body shudders as you let out a loud groaning ecstatic moan and your orgasm engulfs every atom of your being. I feel your teeth in my neck biting, urging me on. Your legs shake as my cock pounds your soaking tight pussy. Roughly, I suck your nipples as I pant and grunt. Huge urgent thrusts, my cock jerking hard inside you, my butt clenches, and my balls tighten. Our moans are louder, filling the room with the sounds of our love, the waves crashing on the rocks below the cottage.

My thrusts now wild and hard, my back arches as I raise myself up on my arms, watching your gorgeous breasts bounce. Your mouth open, panting with desire and need. Your hands glide down my sides to my thighs, your fingernails biting into my skin as your head rolls back and your eyes close tight, biting your lip. I feel that churning feeling deep in my core, and I thrust down and up hard. With a huge jerking release, my heavy balls erupt with a furious passion and huge creamy ribbons of burning hot cum explode deep inside you. I thrust and cum again, flooding your pussy with my rich creamy sperm.

I let out a long low groan as my orgasm crashes through me, every atom of me is yours, my hard cock pouring out my hot, passionate love. My loud groans and grunts are met with yours and we wrap ourselves together so tight, feeling our release together. Thrusting and cumming again, and again. wrapped in your arms so tightly, feeling you squeezing urging every drop of cum from my jerking, throbbing cock. Never wanting this moment of ecstasy to end. The pure bliss of our orgasm as we cum together in the dimly lit cottage bedroom.

With a soft long sigh, I lower myself into your gorgeous hot loving kisses and we lie in each other's arms kissing and panting, our bodies glistening in the soft light of the lamp.

The feeling is divine as we are joined; one; our kisses soft and sensual. Your touch is so delicate and loving and it makes my heart fill with pure unconditional love. Here, now, with you, in this ancient cottage above the shore, your hot skin on mine, this is pure bliss and I never want it to end.

And outside the stars are blinking as the moon slowly makes its weary way towards tomorrow and the rest of our blissful life together.

I nuzzle close your ear, "I love you Alice."