I've never been on a plane before, and the thought terrified me, so I was very glad when I felt the aircraft touch down on the runway again in Gran Canaria, with Melissa holding my hand.
"There! How do you feel?" She asked, as the aircraft began taxiing into its final position.
"I'm okay. Not as scary as I thought it would be, but I'll be glad when we get to the hotel."
"I told you you'd be fine. I've done it hundreds of times." Melissa smiled.
"I know, I know. But how did you feel the first time?"
"Excited!" She beamed.
"You would!" I chuckled. "But you were a child then, and I'm flying for the first time in my forties."
"I'm just teasing."
We left the plane, went through all the usual nonsense you go through leaving an airport, grabbed our bags, and took a taxi to the Hotel.
We signed in at reception and we were taken up to our room. Melissa walked ahead of me, following the young man carrying our cases, and it was a pleasure to do so. Melissa's light, figure-hugging dress made for a beautiful rear view of her wonderfully curvy bottom.
"Melissa, you look absolutely astounding in that dress."
She turned and smiled, and we continued following the hotel porter. The room was very nice, and very brightly illuminated by the bright sunshine, and a gentle breeze was blowing the fine net curtains about as we entered. I crossed the porters hand with silver and he left. Melissa went to the window and stepped out onto the generously sized balcony, and raised her arms above her head and stretched. I immediately went up behind her, putting my arms around her waist, and began kissing the side of her neck. Her long, dark brown hair being tossed about slightly by the breeze.
"It's great to be here with you Melissa."
"Yes, I've been really looking forward to coming here. I was here about ten years ago with my family, and I had a great time."
"What did you do?"
She turned to me and put an outstretched finger up to my lips, "Wouldn't you like to know." she said sexily, and began walking back into our room.
"Aww, go on. I bet it's something sexy?"
"Maybe it is, and maybe it isn't."
I followed her back into the room, hoping that she would tell me all about what happened last time she was here. She grabbed the smaller of her two cases and dropped it onto the bed, opened it up and looked at the contents. She started sorting through a few things, and got out her toothbrush and some other toiletries and headed into the bathroom to put them out for when they are needed.
"Melissa, please tell me! What happened? What do you get up to?" I'm giggling a bit now too, and she just smiled back at me.
"Right, I'm going to have a shower. Unzip this thing for me will you?" She turned round so that I could reach the zip tag thing, and I pulled it down and released her from her dress.
"Hmm, nice underwear Melissa."
"Thanks!" She sliped out of her bra and knickers and handed them to me as I stood there mesmerised. "Here! They're all yours!"
I'm left standing there holding her smalls as she traipsed off to the bathroom. I sigh and smile, before walking out onto the balcony again. The sunlight is so bright here, and I can feel it burning down on my face. There was a noise to my left and I looked round to see a woman standing on the adjacent balcony next door looking out across the beach that lay about a hundred or so yards from the hotel. She turns to go back inside her room, and as she does so she notices the ladies underwear that I'm holding. I quickly hide it behind my back, and she smiles and goes inside.
I return to the room and I can hear the shower running from the open doorway to the bathroom, so I went in to talk to Melissa while she showered. Through the steamed up and water splashed glass I can see her washing herself over vigorously with the soap, and she is humming softly to herself.
"Melissa, are you going to tell me then? Please?"
"I'll think about it." She shouted over the sound of the water.
I waited for a moment.
"Have you thought about it yet?"
There is a pause, and she continues washing.
"Okay, what do you want to know, seeing as you are so eager to find out?"
"Was it something naughty you did?"
"Oh yes, very!"
"Go on then." I almost pleaded.
"Conocà a un joven español encantador en la playa." She replied in Spanish.
"You know I don't speak Spanish. Damn! What did that mean?"
"I said that I met a lovely young Spanish lad on the beach."
"Oh yes, and what happened?"
"We got chatting one day, and we went for drinks and things."
"What sorts of 'things'?"
"Nos besamos y terminé chupando su pene."
"No, not again! What did that mean?"
"We kissed and I gave him a blow job later on."
"I see. Anything else?" I was starting to enjoy this now.
"Me tragué toda su esperma."
"What was that?"
"Not telling!" I could hear her laughing now.
"Oh Melissa?"
"Lo chupé y lo jodà durante toda una semana, ¡y me tragué mucho esperma!"
"Melissa, don't tease me like this. What did that mean?"
"Me jodió todo el tiempo. En la playa, en su departamento, incluso en el océano."
"I'm sure that was lovely. But what the HELL DOES IT MEAN!"
I could hear her laughing again.
"Llenó mi coño con su esperma una y otra vez, y sabes que odio los condones."
"Yes, lovely, I'll have a quarter of a pound of those as well please." I said as sarcastically as I could manage.
Suddenly the shower switched off, the door slid open and out she stepped, dripping. Grabbing a towel from the rail, I watched lustily as she dried herself off. Still rubbing herself down with the towel, she walked slowly into the hotel room to finish off. Tossing the soggy towel onto a nearby chair, she stood there with her hands on her hips.
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"What did all that Spanish stuff mean?"
She stood there smiling, naked, looking absolutely stunning. Without warning, she suddenly fell backwards onto the bed and spread her wonderful legs, giving me a great view of her rather wet cunt.
"I take it that your wetness isn't because you forgot to dry down there, is it?" I laughed.
"All that 'Spanish stuff' as you say, has actually made me really horny. So, I WILL tell you what it all meant, while you're busy licking me out for the next hour or so. Okay?"
"Oh, what a lovely idea." I get myself into a now very familiar position, and bury my face between the cool skin of her thighs.
I love licking her out, and she has the nicest, sweetest tasting pussy I've even known. I start by giving her one long lick right up the whole length of her labia, and I can feel her shiver as I do it. Moving my mouth so that it now covers the whole area of her clit, I begin making little circles over her clit with my tongue and it's not long before I can feel her starting to breathe more heavily. Her lovely sexual juices are really starting to flow now and I can feel them on my chin, so I drop down slightly and begin licking and sucking noisily, lapping at her wetness with my tongue. Her orgasm is really building now, and I can feel the first waves of it rolling through her. Then I stop, and look up.
"No, no, don't stop. Keep licking me, please!" Her voice is almost anguished.
"Tell me what all the Spanish talk meant then." I smiled.
"Okay, okay, but please carry on licking me."
I look deeply into her eyes, before continuing from where I left off. Once more I can feel her orgasm rising within her, as my tongue and mouth really go to town on her soaking clit. I stop again.
"Okay, I'll tell you. Just carry on though. Please!"
Again, I start licking and she is gasping again.
"Well, 'Nos besamos y terminé chupando su pene'. Means that we kissed and I sucked him off later."
"Yes, you told me that bit, but what was next?"
"Well, that's where the naughty bit starts. Because 'Me tragué toda su esperma' means that 'I swallowed all his cum!'"