If I said that I've been waiting years to see you it wouldn't be an understatement. To be more precise it has been 20 years since I last saw you and its not hyperbole if I said that not a single day has gone by when you haven't cross my mind in some way, shape or form.
Life changes, circumstances do as well but there has been a constant in my life throughout those days, months and years... my desire to one day show you, in the flesh, what I've learned through time and how I've gotten more experience and would love nothing more than to show you what I innocently ignored all those years ago.
Now, having said that, the reality of us reuniting and going on this long awaited trip will give me the opportunity to make up for lost time and I have every intention in the world to make it count and hopefully put some of our life decisions in perspective.
We didn't fly together but we did meet up on our layover. It was a short one too, the island was now only a short flight away, not more than 50 minutes. Your flight was scheduled to arrive a bit later than mine so I walk up to the gate and save us a couple of seats.
After about an hour of waiting, I hear a not so gentle voice on the PA announce that your flight can pick up the luggage at carrousel # 4, so that lets me know you have arrived and should be on your way towards me.
I stare down the corridor and I finally see you, all these years later... can't even believe it... is this really you? us? is this happening?
You were wearing tight, yet relaxed fitting white dress, a beach dress for sure but you made it look very elegant. Your sandals were cute but your free flowing brunette hair were cuter. The top of the dress was quite interesting, with only one strap, holding on your left shoulder.
The closer you got the more gorgeous you were and I can imagine my smile was getting bigger. Also, with the closer distance I could see your beautiful freckles all over your upper chest and shoulders.
Well, at least the part of your chest I could see, and believe me, I was definitely looking... let's just say you didn't have that much frontal attitude last time I saw you. Wow...
You were chewing gum, something I love tons, and the way your mouth looked right before you smiled from ear to ear and hugged me was just as I had imagined... We held each other without saying a word for a while... words weren't necessary... the feeling was very much understood and shared by us both... Life has brought us back together.
After a quick catching up session, between laughter and flirting we make our way through ticketing and take our seats in the very last row of the plane. Not my favorite seat in the house but with the paradise that awaits us, I'd take any freaking seat.
We order a couple of drinks, and talk non stop. The more we talk the more my eyes become fixated on your deliciously gorgeous bottom lip. I remember the first time I kissed you and I also remember the feeling of sucking on it.
I could've been way more subtle but I just couldn't help myself... you were in the middle of a sentence and I just came close to you and started kissing you...
Holding your face lightly, we kissed gently and slowly... taking a second to look at each others' mouth and kiss again... little smiles here and there... delicious.
I could feel you wanting more and more... your moans gave you away again... I look at you and point behind us to the restrooms and without hesitating you go back and wait for me... I decide to wait a couple of minutes to be so obvious and then got up and turned the corner quickly. The seats looked as if they had always been empty.
I knock ever so softly on the door and proceed to open it, and close it behind me. I turn around and you were sitting down, putting your hair up in a pony tail, spitting your gum out and reaching out to grab my crotch. I lower my shorts all the way down and as I lift and hold my shirt, you lower my briefs and start massaging my cock with your hands... Fuck it feels so good...
You lick your hands to get them wet and my cock gets harder and harder... The strokes you are making are firm but slow... making me enjoy it, taking your time... after all, you've been waiting for this just as much as I have...
You start using both of your hands, a technique that I've used when I masturbate thinking about you... something tells me you would love watching me doing it just like that.
After a few strokes, you literally pull me by my cock and put it in your mouth... You leave it there, hard as fuck and inside your warm mouth, but you try to look up into my eyes...
Your left hand now holds my balls, gently massaging them while your right hand guides my cock in and out of your mouth. A few times you rub the head on your puckered lips, damn you feel so nice and warm.
Right as I'm about to cum we hear how we must fasten our seat belts and get ready for landing... Awful timing... I move to a side and let you walk out of the bathroom and let you have a seat first and I follow shortly.
After getting our luggage we walk over to the exit and hail a cab. I must say how amazing your ass looked while walking. I've always loved your strut. It was the first thing I ever saw from you all those years back and your great body and perfect face made the whole package even better.
While on the cab, I let go of your hand, which I was holding onto since we left the restrooms on the plane. However, theres a reason... I let go so I can start touching your thighs ever so softly and gently... teasing you, drawing intricate patterns on the inside of your leg, getting dangerously close to where I've wanted to go all along...
You look away towards the window, as if trying to pretend nothing is happening and while I now touch you between your legs, you point outside and make comments about the architecture and the sea.
I get closer, as if also bewildered by the surroundings but what I actually do is get more comfortable so my fingers can get inside your pussy much more easily.
Simply put you were dripping wet... I wonder if sucking my cock got you so horny that you were still thinking about it... But come on, I can't be that hot hahaha. either way I didn't need to lick my fingers or have you do it, my fingers slid in quite easily.
My index and middle finger were sliding in and out of your pussy... you felt super tight but also super wet and that friction was driving you crazy... I could feel your pussy wrapping around tighter, pulsating...
Since instead of moaning you were laughing, trying to persuade the driver that all was normal, I made it a point to finger you harder so that the volume of your laughter would overshadow the sound your wet pussy was making, which was music to my fucking ears.
At the point when you're about to climax and spasm with my fingers inside you, we hear the parking break in the car be set... we had stopped and had no idea...that's good it was. We sort ourselves out, grab our personal items and the bell boy says he'll send our luggage right up.
Its getting late and we're starving so we go upstairs to our room with the purpose of freshening up and changing clothes. Right before we head to do those things we go out to the patio and see the gorgeous view... an ocean in front of us, mountains to our left and the resort pools below us... The sunset was incredible...
We were both looking at the infinity of the sea, knowing that what was about to happen next was inevitable, exhilarating, delicious and fair, we deserve this...
