Reach Out and Touch Someone Ch. 02byOTCurve©
After our little phone sex escapade, Jill was raring to get over here, and I was raring for her! During the two-month wait until the flight, we entertained ourselves with naughty emails and the occasional phone sex session. One thing that spoke of her foresight was she went on birth control while over there, so if we 'decided to proceed' we could do it au natural. I was very touched by this gesture and let her know how much I truly appreciated it. This somehow got us onto presents, the problems of shopping for someone in a different country, and topics like these took up our time until the day finally came for her to fly over here and visit.
The day of her arrival loomed and I drove out to the airport to pick her up. Her flight was only fifteen minutes late, and I spent the time wisely, hyperventilating quietly off in a corner, until the passengers came through those double doors and were met by friends and loved ones.
"Over here, over here!" Jill excitedly exclaimed, jumping up and down a little, and doing no good things to my concentration. My sweetie was wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans combo, but the t-shirt had its work cut out for it, as Jill's breasts bobbed happily with her jumping, to the delight of me and a few others I noticed appreciating her as well. Jill noticed the attention, turned bright red and scurried over to my arms and we hugged for the first time.
"I'm so glad you're here, Sweetie" Jill murmured in that throaty English accent which turned me on almost as much as her breasts, currently pressed deeply into my chest. Our first kiss was long and deep, releasing months of pent up passion and frustration. "Can we go to the hotel now, I'm dying to take a shower." Jill gave me a smoldering look from under her lashes, and off we went to the hotel. Quickly. With speed.
Checking into the hotel was the usual combination of lapsed efficiency and garbled reservations, but we finally settled down into her room. I say her room as she was still very shy, and I said I would put her up in a room and we wouldn't go faster than she wanted, I just wanted to spend some time with her.
In the hotel room we kissed again, taking our time and holding each other closely. Feeling her soft lips against mine, holding that curvy body, I held the kiss for what seemed like hours. As we broke apart, Jill's eyes widened and she grinned, and pantomimed fanning her face with her hand, then giggling when she saw me start to blush.
Jill happily turned to her suitcase and got started. As she was unpacking, I was taking the opportunity to see her in action, hopping to and fro as she unpacked, and boy what a sight. Nice ass in those jeans, none of this stick thin fad, this woman had some pleasant curves, and she caught me ogling her butt as she rose from a drawer.
"Like what you see, Buster?" she challenged, and I could hear the playful tone in her voice.
"Why, yes, now that you mention it, I like it a lot, why?" I answered, trying to get some fun going.
"Oh, no" Jill answered with a delightedly British laugh, "I'm not playing that game. I am tired, honey, so we'll 'start' tomorrow, ok?"
The turnaround from her airport behavior startled me, but I did the best I could not to show it. "Sure, sweetie, I'll be nice."
After unpacking, I took her to dinner and back to the room for an early night. It was clear she was more than tired, she was exhausted. A quick kiss, and repeated instructions to show up at seven, and I was back in my car before I knew it.
The next morning was bright and clear, and I knew this as I got up early to make sure I was on time. So this is what five in the morning looked like. Go figure.
On the road by six-thirty, I stopped to get Jill coffee and her favorite American treat, a Boston Creme donut. Knocking on the door carefully, Jill opened it with delight at me and breakfast...for a moment I wished I was a donut.
Getting comfortable, Jill tore into her breakfast unselfconsciously, but seeing her repeatedly licking the corners of her mouth, or using her fingers to scoop some missed filling onto her tongue, well, let's just say it was a very pleasant breakfast.
Finishing up, Jill revealed she had planned the whole day out, in rather astonishing detail.
"So we first drive to Plimoth Plantation, then Plymouth, the waterfront, lunch, then drive back, hit the Italian place (a local restaurant known for nice food), the mall for a stroll then back to the room." Jill sounded like she was enjoying herself, so I simply nodded.
We got back to the room a bit early; as Plimoth Plantation didn't take nearly as long as she had thought it would, so we opted to have dinner later in the evening.
Finding ourselves on the bed, laying next to each other, we talked about what we would do the next day, how fun today was, how amazing her eyes were, and the next thing I knew we were enjoying a wonderfully drawn out kiss.
A soft kiss, turning swiftly to more as I felt her tongue dart between my lips, and I responded hungrily as my hand started caressing her body, her waist, her hip, gently over the curve of her ass, where I stopped for a gentle but firm squeeze.
Jill's hand was on the back of my head, kneading ever so gently as we kept up that wonderful kiss.
Slowly I let my hand wander back up her body, sliding over her ass again, her waist, then hesitating, and ever so slowly moving up her body to caress her breast. Cupping it oh so gently, I kissed Jill with a little more force and squeezed her breast, feeling her moan into my mouth. I could feel myself harden, but she couldn't, as we were not body-to-body but just lying together. I felt she should know the effect she was having on me, and got ready to slowly pull her to me.
Before I could act, however, she broke the kiss, gave me a smoldering look with a very naughty smile, sat up, and peeled off her shirt and bra, revealing those magnificent breasts in the afternoon sunlight.
While I would have rather drawn this out longer, I certainly was not going to argue, and I welcomed my British temptress back into my arms, kissed her quickly and told her in a mock stern voice, "You are a very naughty woman!" to which she took my hand, placed it on her breast and said with such a voice, "you have no idea..." That voice, my goodness, sultry, throaty and filled with longing, I heard not just her sexy accent but that need, that wonderful need that told me she wanted this so very much.
I kissed her slowly, savoring her reaction as I gently fondled her breast. I could feel her nipple harden, and felt it was due for some attention. Squeezing her breast a bit more firmly, I circled her nipple with kisses, then hovered over her nipple with my mouth, letting the tip of my tongue touch it and get it wet, blowing cool air on it and seeing it get even harder, before lowering my head to her breast and sucking it delicately but with passion.
"Oh, yes, sweetie, that feels wonderful...don't stop."
These words, in a very turned on voice, met my ears as I continued my assault, this time sucking on her breast, and letting my tongue flick over her nipple again and again.
I didn't know how long I could keep this up, as my cock had gone long past hard and was feeling swollen now, pulsing slowly and heavily...Jill wasn't the only one with need now, and I let her know it.
Cupping her other breast in my hand, I pinched her nipple, one of her things she liked. (I knew this from our conversations, and I made sure to remember what they were.)
"Oh, yes, oh fuck yes, pinch it again!" Jill managed to both beg and demand in the same tone, and hearing that combination of need and, to be honest, command, was enough to elicit a deep groan of my own as I quickly pinched her nipple again, and lightly grazing the other with my teeth, just to see what would happen. I was leaking a lot of precum from my swollen cock, and I wanted her to see and feel what she was doing to me.
"Gods I am so wet, sweetie, you make me so wet, oh god don't you dare stop!" This exclamation came in a higher tone I had never heard from Jill before, her voice caught after telling me she was so wet, and her voice actually sounded like it was throbbing with a need all its own.
She got off the bed to take off her jeans and indicated in no uncertain terms that I was to take my clothes off, now!
"Don't worry, sweetheart," I answered, far more calmly than I felt (my heart was going a mile a minute) and I took off my shirt. "I am not going to stop..." I think she heard the need in my voice, and got back on the bed, watching me take off my pants.
It was quite the turn-on to take off my pants in front of her. I didn't drag it out, as I was as ready as her to get back to the physical, but I made sure to thoroughly enjoy myself and concentrated on her reaction as she saw my cock for the first time.
Her look made me glance down for a second.
Wow, it was rather, um, purposeful looking. I'm average, about six inches, and reasonably thick, but I looked far 'more' than I ever did when I masturbated. Now I was throbbing, none of this subtle stuff either, I was actually twitching with need, and my cock felt swollen and heavy. There was a lot of precum, too, which was her fault (but in a good way) and I glanced at her face and when I saw the naked hunger and lust, I tensed and flexed my cock so it bounced a little, and I heard a little moan of delight in her throat.
I got back on the bed, and Jill lay on her back, spread her legs slowly, and I could see her pussy. She was soaking wet, and the glistening between her legs made me draw my breath in sharply, and I could see her lips had swollen a bit themselves, and she looked delicious.
"You look so beautiful, Jill, so sexy, I want you so much." Not the smoothest, but honest and she could tell.
"Come here, honey, don't tease...what are you doing?" Her voice was so sultry right now, even the alarm in her tone as I gently ran my finger up her thigh, barely touching her pussy lips, as I gathered up some of her juices, then, looking at her, put my finger in my mouth and tasted her.
Jill spread her arms and beckoned me on top, but I had planned what I was going to do, and I stuck to that. Shaking my head no, I tried and barely succeeded in stifling a laugh at her momentary shock. I grabbed her ankle and motioned her to flip over.
Jill looked at me, then suddenly got it, flashed me a brilliant smile and got on her hands and knees before me.
What. A. Sight. Blonde curly hair, her smooth back, wide flaring of her hips (I realized suddenly her weight insecurity hadn't come up, and I was very glad), curved ass cheeks with their treasure between them, and her marvelous thighs holding all of this yumminess close to my, at this point, severely aching cock.
Still, I couldn't pass up the chance to tease, if only a little bit. I ran my hands over her back, drawing my fingertips over her hips and ass, then took my cock and ever so delicately rubbed it over her ass cheek, barely touching but from her groans she could feel every bit.
I think I overdid it, because she suddenly darted a hand between her legs and, in an astonishing display of dexterity, had my cock in her hand. Pulling it closer, she got my cockhead to just part her pussy lips, when she took her hand off and wriggled her ass once, slowly.
Now I was excited beyond belief, one could smell the sex in the air, and I had a beautiful woman press herself against my cock and moan in as sexily a fashion as I had ever heard.
But I took a moment, and just a moment, to revel in the feel of it, my naked cock, no condom, touching a wet, slick and hot pussy. I could feel the heat, and the slickness of our juices as I urged my cockhead forward, and I stopped as just the head was inside, reveling in the feeling, the sensations, the moment.
"Oh, god, you tease, stop it, do it, do it..." Jill was almost whimpering with need, and though I found it almost unbearably sexy to hear the roughness in her voice, that unfulfilled need, I was a bit ashamed for not thinking of her, too.
"You make me feel so good, Jill, oh, thank you." I whispered loudly, and on the thank you I sank myself into her as far as I could go. Grasping her hips in my hands, I felt her pussy clench around my cock, and, oh, god, I could feel it when she shifted position, even the slightest bit. Her intake of breath told me she was feeling it too, and with that breather over, I started moving my hips slowly, drawing my cock out of her, feeling her clench at me, not wanting to let me go, feeling the fringe of my cockhead rubbing her pussy walls as I pulled out, leaving only the head inside her, before pressing deeply all the way back in. Once, twice, and on the third time I pulled all the way out, leaving just the tip in, and used very short strokes, letting the fullness of the head of my cock rub in and out of the entrance to her pussy, in and out, in and out.
A wordless moan escaped Jill's lips and I thrust into her, feeling my hips push against those gorgeous cheeks of her ass, again, again, concentrating, trying desperately to hold on for a little longer. This was pure pleasure, plain and simple.
"Oh, oh...OH!" Jill's exclamations were in time with my thrusts, and I knew she was getting as close as I was, so the next time I pulled back, I spanked her on her ass, hard.
"What are you....ohhhhh...don't stop, don't stop!" Jill's excited cries came to me, her voice catching when I spanked her, then going up in range, pleading for me to continue in a voice that made her sound ten years younger.
"Fuck me oh don't you stop fuck me fuck me fuck me now now nownownow" Her choice of words, forced past her heavy breathing, sent me over the edge.
Feeling that familiar tightening at the base of my cock, I knew it would only be a few moments before I came, so I reached forward and tugged her hair, forcing her head to rise only an inch or two, but enough to let her feel what I was doing.
The response was electric. Jill bucked against my cock, groaning with pleasure as I spanked her and tugged her hair, and I felt her orgasm around my cock, her pussy walls spasming strongly, over and over, and this was more than enough to make me cum, and I felt that clenching, shuddering feeling in me as I tensed up, thrust hard and fast into her, and came violently.
We came at the same time, the only time this ever happened, but what a memory. I moved my hands to her hips as I continued to thrust, feeling her spasms dying down as I shot my last streams of hot cum into her...slower...slower...finally stopping and reveling in the pleasure and the sight before me.
Tousled hair, slightly sweaty, this naked beauty lay before me, her breasts flattened but the sides showing in a decidedly erotic way, her legs splayed, her ass still quivering, and she turned her head slowly to me, turning halfway over, and saw my red cock, a thin tendril of cum still connecting us, still spasming but slowing down.
"My gods, lover" Jill purred, using that deep throaty voice she knew I found so arousing. "how long before you can do THAT again?" and at my look of concentration while I tried to figure it out, she laughed gently, drew me down to lay next to her, and I fell asleep slowly to the feel of womanly curves against me, and the enticing thought of what was to come.