It's late at night and you are all alone in your house, everyone is away. Strolling to your bedroom, you carry several sheets of paper. You have been waiting all day to have some time to read my story to you. You could have read it when you first received it, but the anticipation only built up your desires. Over the past several months our correspondence has increasing turned up the heat. My stories and thoughts are passionate and contain a level of yearning you have never experienced in your life. Alone in your room you lay back into your bed and read my latest story of our mutual adventures.
The story describes in intimate detail an evening alone in a deserted hotel on a beach in Mexico. You push yourself into your pillows, open your legs and gently stroke your soft silk, while you begin to read.
We concocted a fairly reasonable tale of conventional responsibility that soothed the concerns of our families and gave us three days alone to explore our lust completely. We agreed to meet at a hotel which I booked online. The hotel was in a remote village in Mexico, along the gulf, that didn't even show up on maps. Arriving in Mexico separately, we each commissioned a driver to take us there. Concurrently our drivers looked at us with puzzled expression and asked if we were sure we wanted to go to that town. We nodded and they drove. As they drove, my thoughts went to our rendezvous and our upcoming liaison. My mind drifted to imagining myself sliding between your legs and running my tongue along your soft lips as I feel a chill pass through your body. Without thought, my hand drifted between my legs raising my skirt. My fingers lightly touched my pussy, which was soaking wet with just this simple thought of you. Absent mindedly my other hand slipped into my shirt and I passionately rubbed my tits. My fingers moved in just the way I needed. I dreamt of you licking me and sliding your tongue from my clit to my ass and deep inside my crack. My fingers worked feverously on my clit and I knew my orgasm would not take long. Seconds later the first wave of my orgasm racked my body as I pinched my nipples and rubbed my clit with force. Oh, it felt so good.
When I came to the driver was staring at me with a stunned expression on his face. It was going to be a long trip to the hotel for me, but a much longer one for him with the strain in his pants. After three hours I arrived in the town, but it is not at all what I expected. The roads are unpaved, the stores have dirty window and there is not a car or person in site. It looks more like an old west ghost town than a resort village. He pulled in front of the hotel I had requested and asks me if I was absolutely sure that this is where I wanted to be left. Once again, I nod yes. He unloads my luggage and smiling promises to return in two days.
It is several hours before you arrive. I have never met you in person, but feel I know you intimately, because of what we have shared. You have sent me several pictures over the past few months of increasing intensity. We started with very simple ones of our significant others and us and then quickly moved to pictures of ourselves masturbating with thick dildos and vibrators. I still can't believe I sent that to anyone. Lost in the moment I was suddenly awakened by the screech of brakes in front of the hotel. You seem to be carrying on the same conversation with the driver. You emerge from the cab and I am awe struck. Pictures did not do you justice. You are spectacular, a vision, breathtaking. I feel the heat rush immediately to my face and the moisture rushing between my legs. As the driver pulls away, you turn to face me and I can see that you are equally excited. Dropping our suitcases, we slowly approach each other. I can feel a wall of doubt and fear, as we get closer. "Should I really do this? Do I really want this?" Then just as suddenly I am face to face with you. If we had hesitated a moment I am not sure of what would have happened, but we did not hesitate.
My lips met yours and we locked perfectly. The softness of your mouth against mine was transcendent. We kissed deeply and passionately, moving to nibble and lick each other's lips gently. My tongue slipped cautiously inside of your mouth, but was quickly embraced by your own. They danced and slid up against one another. I could feel every inch of your mouth as I spiraled around your delicious tongue. My arms held you firmly and I could feel your breast pressed tightly up again mine our nipples extended. Then at the same moment, we pulled away from one another breathless. "Uh, I think we better put our stuff away and get out of public." You agree. Lost in a daydream we enter the hotel.
The lobby is large with tables, chairs all around, and a large reception desk in the front of the room. We call out for help, but no one responds. Walking from room to room, we are baffled. The hotel is clean and well kept, but there truly does not seem to be anyone there. Then you discovered the sign. The sign stated that the entire town was condemned and would be destroyed in one week's time to make way for a luxury condo high rise. Below that sign was another that explained to any possible traveler that the entire community had been moved to a new location by the government and the town was uninhabited in preparation for the demolition. It took some time for this to register with us and it was you who spoke first, "We are all alone here".
