(Hanmer Springs is a tourist/convention village with hot springs in the South Island of New Zealand)
Day One
As the room lightened, David stirred conscious that something was different about the light. Then he remembered that he wasn't in his usual bed but in a top floor motel room with -- he gently put a hand out and sure enough, lightly touched naked skin next to him, so it wasn't a dream -- yes he was lying there with Jenny who was breathing quietly beside him.
It had happened at last; they had finally managed to organise his board meeting in Hanmer Springs with her seemingly unrelated trip to check out a tourist attraction for a potential tour party in that area, and here they were in bed together, tired after travelling most of the previous day, up late for separate evening meetings - not to mention a fair bit of time spent kissing and cuddling when they finally got to bed.
But this was morning and an exciting free day was ahead until the meetings began again tomorrow. He rolled over ever so slowly so that the movement of the bed would not disturb her and lightly moved his fingers to circle the nearest nipple of those beautiful breasts. The nipple responded and she arched her body slightly as if the touch reminded her of something. He glanced at the clock -- 6.00am, so plenty of time to go back to sleep -- afterwards. He wriggled around gently so that his lips would be directly against hers, wet his lips and slowly touched hers as the tip of his tongue passed between them.
Jenny didn't jump with surprise, since moist lips against hers was a quite familiar sensation, but her eyes slowly opened as she struggled from a deep sleep, to stare straight into his. She felt a warm hand on her breast and the gentle tingling that it evoked. Oh bliss to be woken with a loving kiss and felicitous fingers working their magic -- how many years had passed since the same thing had happened at the West Plaza Hotel? All thoughts of history departed from her mind as the kiss became more insistent and sent her hand down to stroke his growing dick. Their tongues interlocked and jousted as the long kiss turned on all the sensory switches. As if by ESP, the kiss suddenly became an urgent writhing of naked bodies pressing demandingly against each other as sheets were thrust aside.
David could scarcely contain himself as he reached for the KY, hoping that he could calm himself a little. Jenny did nothing to foster calmness as, unbidden, she cupped her hands behind her knees and raised her hips in the most irresistible expression of love. That act alone almost sent David over the top -- that was the culmination of all his dreams when Jenny would take charge and drive him to fulfilment. He took a deep breath, steadied himself and placed his dick at the entrance of the slippery sleeve. The warm juices there mingled with the KY and drew him on like a magnet. Screwing up his eyes in concentration, he struggled to blank his mind as the magnitude of the sensory pleasure threatened to engulf him, but he slipped in, millimetre by millimetre, fighting the very sensually exciting gasps from Jenny as she too, fought to hold back all her natural instincts. After what seemed like an eternity, David realised that they had achieved full pelvic engagement and paused to exert even more control so that Jenny could slowly lower her legs and wrap them around his. Whew, it had been years since David could recall such built-up tension that threatened to erupt at the slightest provocation. He leant forward and risked putting all his weight on her pelvis as he placed his lips on hers.
Jenny by now was at the pinnacle of her desire -- each millimetre intrusion, sent repetitive shock waves like the initial plunge, with the culminating affect of waves crashing relentlessly on a beach and removing all obstacles in its path.
But she had taken charge and it was to be the expression of her symphony of love and affection. She released the restraints on the vaginal muscles and they began to move in time with her symphony, imposing a rhythmic beat on David. She sensed his body tension rising and reinforced her assault with strong thrusts against the weight of his pelvis, the pressure triggering her own major climax. The first wave made her gasp -- her body went rigid as all nerve endings overloaded with the stimulation, then a second wave engulfed her as she felt David violently thrust hard into her and discharge his life giving juices into her welcoming womb -- finalising her emotional and spiritual gift to him completely.
For David, the stimulation was overpowering - both the idea and the reality now took charge sending an avalanche of glorious electrical tingles from the centre of his being to the central nervous system. The sensation felt like a volcanic eruption, both explosive and fluid as convulsions sent him rigid with loud cries. What a glorious moment of response to her loving gift.