After two years of emails that started out friendly but became increasingly flirty as we got to know each other better we are finally in the same city again, but sadly only for one night. My early morning business meeting leaves me with the rest of the day free, and for some fortuitous but unknown reason whoever booked my return flight did so for the following night, giving me 24 hours of free time to catch up with Kat, and maybe fulfil a few of the more explicit fantasies we shared in our late-night conversations.
Kat
I can't believe this is finally real. Here you are, your arms around me, body pressed tightly against mine. Reaching up to touch your cheek to convince myself you are real, I savour the contrasting feel of your soft skin and rough stubble under my fingers. Your playful smile makes me feel bolder, so I lift my lips to meet yours and gently kiss you. Holding me a little tighter you return my kiss, softly at first, then with more passion, a greater urgency. I have dreamed of this moment for so long that I never really believed it would happen, but now, now it is real, it is like nothing I have imagined it could possibly be. It feels... right.
Pushing me up against the wall, kissing me hungrily, your body pressed to mine, your hard cock showing me just how much you want this. Both too impatient to undress properly, we tear at each other's clothing, fucking hard and fast, desperate to know one another. Your cock buried deep inside of me feels so much better than I could have ever dreamed; you fill me, stretch me, awaken a level of desire I had forgotten I was capable of feeling.
As we catch our breath my shyness starts to kick in, and uncertainty edges its way into my mind. You don't seem to have any such doubts, though; sensing my unease you kiss me gently, take my hand and lead me to my bedroom. Without any of the earlier urgency we undress each other, taking time to explore each other's bodies with hands and mouths. Almost without me realising I am standing naked in front of you, and for once in my life this doesn't make me feel scared or ashamed; you make me feel beautiful and desirable. You kiss me and the world just melts away; all I can think about is you and all the things I want to do to you, with you.
This time there is no rush, no hurry; heedless of the clock we take time to savour every sensation - the taste, the feel, how we each respond to every touch. Every detail is noted, the new knowledge employed to enhance our time together. I want to memorise every inch of you, every sensation, so I can relive it again and again. There is no talking - everything that needed to be said has already been spoken; we communicate in sighs and moans, savouring the pleasure we are sharing.
Michael
Our first - brief - time was more about my needs than yours. I just had to know what it felt like to be inside you; I have been thinking for so long about how it would feel to fuck you. I got carried away and didn't think about your pleasure, so this time is all about you. I want to discover what really turns you on, see how you respond to my touch, and make you squirm with desire.
Your skin is so soft under my fingers. Leaning in to trace a trail of kisses along your collar bone I catch a trace of your subtle perfume; a light, indefinable muskiness that fills my senses. Continuing to explore your body, my lips follow my fingers as they trail across your breasts, tasting, teasing, heading inexorably lower. I take my time, wanting to savour every inch of you, watching you writhe and sigh in response to each caress, learning exactly how and where you like to be touched.
Eyes locked with yours, I slide a finger into your pussy, amazed at how wet you already are. I study your reaction as I slowly start to pull out, then part way in again, teasing you with shallow thrusts. Leaning across to kiss you, I slip in second finger, savouring the look of pleasure on your face as I plunge them deep inside you. Keeping a slow, steady rhythm I tease your clit with my thumb, picking up the pace to match the movement of your hips as you become more and more aroused. I let you take the lead as you ride my hand, breath getting faster and heavier, your movements more frantic, I know you are close. I want to give you your orgasm, but not just yet. I want to tease you some more, taking you to the brink until you are begging for release. Pulling back and slowing down I watch with pleasure as you writhe beneath my hand, desperate for the flood of sensation that is so close but just out of reach.
