The Arrival Ch. 01

Pick out a story for me he says! And right away I rush to do his bidding. Not because I am submissive in any form, but because I know in doing what he asks I immediately get a rush in my stomach and my heart races. And because reading all those erotic stories will put me in a state of desire so intense that my daydreams play over and over in my head. Thoughts of you and I in each story, in every situation and knowing that no matter what it is, just being with you is all I want.

I can't seem to decide what story I want to send you so I'm going to write one of my own. Not one of those authors seems to capture the touch and taste of your soul when we are together. Your passion overwhelms my sense of self and I forget to be proper and I forget that I'm a lady. All I know is wanting you. Knowing that only you can provide the water to douse my fire. And even then only for a moment. Until you touch me again with those long talented fingers and then I feel warm all over and my body quivers in excitement.

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Upon arriving in your hometown, I am a little frazzled and so scared to see you but at the same time very excited. I didn't tell you I was coming so I know you won't be there at the airport. For some reason planning it out with you made me so nervous that I couldn't go through with it. So I backed out the first time but I am here now. I am so ready to make this a reality. The desire I feel for you is so strong that I can't ignore it any longer. I hope you aren't busy.

I make my way to the baggage claim and collect my things and get a cab to my hotel. I want to rest a little before I see you. Knowing I will call you as soon as I get there. I don't want to waste a moment that I have with you.

I reach you at work and let you know where I am. You are very surprised but I can hear the desire in your voice. We make plans for you to come to my hotel after you get off work.

Now I am a nervous wreck, I keep telling myself everything will be ok, we're friends and above all the desire we still have that. But it's not working.

I take a shower and begin to get ready for you. I've brought so many different sets of lingerie and things I've worn in the past because I want you to see me in the things I've told you about. That's important to me. Making all those nights of fantasy a reality. I know we can do that to each other.

I've brought other things as well. And Oh My God the thoughts that raced through my head as I was packing for this trip. I'm putting in scarves, a paddle, a feather, oils, and a blindfold in my suitcase and I'm wondering if your going to think I'm a sex fiend. But I want them in there. It makes me feel like a seductress out to seduce you and use your body for my pleasure. But because in reality I really want you to tie me up and take me. The control you exercise over me excites me and my body becomes open to your every word. My nipples stiffen just thinking about tonight. I squirm a little in my chair just thinking about the first time you touch me.

I finally decide on what to wear for our first meeting. I'm wearing a long black skirt that has a slit up one side. It's not too long of a slit so I don't look too slutty just classy and sexy. I've decided to wear a low cut shirt because I want to show you my breasts. I want to show them off to you. I want to feel my nipples stiffen under your gaze and I want you to see them when it happens. I've left my hair down and made sure I put my sexiest lipstick on. I want to look beautiful for you.

Well, five more minutes to go until you get here. I've managed to work myself up into a frenzy. I can't seem to sit still, it's like all the restlessness I've felt in the last year has intensified to a boiling point. And 'm scared of falling into you. I'm scared of the passion you evoke in me, the wild abandon, the complete lack of inhibition I feel when your whispering in my ear.

What does that kind of passion do to one's soul? Will I lose all thoughts of decorum and fly free and will it feel good or will I be scared? Somehow I just feel safe with you. Safe to show you every dirty nasty thought in my head. Free to taste you, touch you, stroke you, and make your body mine.

A knock sounds at the door, it must be time. I give myself a quick glance in the mirror only to see the passion filled thoughts running through my mind reflected in my eyes. I run to the door and open it to see you standing there. It's really you. I very shyly say hi to you and ask you to come in.

I can't stop looking at you, I've waited so long to see your eyes, your mouth, your hands, your beautiful smile. You are staring back at me as well, your eyes raking over my body and back to my face. I want to fly into your arms but I am shy and unsure of what to do.

You reach out a hand to me and our fingers touch for the first time and I hear your voice saying "Hello". The desire is evident in your voice. Reaching out my other hand to stroke your cheek you catch it midway there and pull me into you. Your arms wrap around me so tight and I push myself as close to you as possible. You feel so good against my body. No words are needed.

This is what we have been waiting for, this moment when there are no barriers between us. When we are free to touch and taste and smell and act on the desires that have been in our hearts for a long time. Our mouths meet and I feel your lips brush mine softly, then more insistently. Your mouth is everything I've always dreamed of and more. We fit like a hand in a glove.

The what ifs vanish immediately, and in its place I'm left with only the desire I've felt for you for so long. And it's strange because I didn't think it was possible for the desire to grow any stronger but it is. It's growing with every kiss of your soft lips, the feel of your moustache tickling my mouth, with the stroking of your hands down my back and over my hips. With the possessive way your hands are claiming my body.

I know this is going to change me in a way I've never known before. I can't seem to stop touching you, my hands are stroking and feeling every part of you I can reach, always wanting more. You lick my lips very softly with the tip of your tongue and I feel a jolt slide right down my body and straight to the core of me.

You smile into my mouth and whisper that you know what that just did to me and that that's just the beginning. That before this night is over I will know who my body belongs to and that it is all for you. Your words only serve to stoke to fire already building deep inside me.

Our tongues meet in a melting of passion; building, stroking, and teasing with promises of what was to come. My breasts are pressed tightly against your chest, the nipples stiff and swollen, aching for your touch. The desire is too strong now, and neither of us are willing to wait.

I feel your hands pushing my shirt up, your fingers seeking the top of my bra to push it down, too impatient to unhook it in the back. Too anxious to touch the flesh hidden there to wait for it to come all the way off and I don't care. I know that I have to have your hands on me right now, your mouth, your body touching mine. Nothing else matters except exposing my body to your gaze, to your hands, to your cock.

I want you to look at my nipples and watch them get hard, then stroke them and pinch them until they are even stiffer. Because I know that every time you do that, my pussy contracts even tighter and I feel slicker with every pinch.

And I want my pussy slick for you. I want your fingers to slide over my swollen lips. My hands are seeking the skin under your shirt, pushing it up and over your head. I want to feel my stiff nipples pressed against your hairy chest.

My God, I can't believe this is really happening. You are here and we are finally touching each other in a way we had only dreamed about before. I gasp when I feel your chest pressed against mine. Your body feels so right, so perfectly suited to mine. I want to stroke your arms and chest, feel the way the hair moves when I run my fingers over you. I want to press my face against your chest and neck, kiss you in the crook of your neck.

I want to smell you, the essence of you that has haunted my dreams for 9 years. The reality only serving to push me even closer to the edge. Your essence fills my soul, and torments my mind with thoughts of pleasure so far beyond the scope of what I had imagined.

Now I know how far I will come to be your sexual slave, what I will do in order to receive your body into mine, and that the passion locked deep inside me will never be hidden again. That somehow the key lies within me, but that I needed you to show me where it was.

Seeing the passion in your eyes and hearing it in your voice, oh god, that sweet sexy voice of yours, my body is responding in a way that it never has. I notice that my hips are gyrating against yours, and I am straining to be closer to you. My breathing is shallow and fast. I can't move my eyes away from your face, and seeing the strain around your mouth I know that you are desperately trying to hold yourself back.

I can feel your cock pressed up against my tummy. You are so hard. I've seen the pictures of you, I know what your cock looks like but I need to see you now. It's like my body is on automatic, I have no thought process only the needs of my body dictating the actions of my hands.

Fumbling at the opening of your pants, I try to pull them open but my hands are shaking. Your hands cover mine and guide me to the opening. I unhook the button and unzip them slowly, sliding my hands down the sides of your hips, feeling your hips moving in anticipation. I trace the skin around the band of your briefs, feel your warmth, feel your body shake as you suck in a sharp breath. Oh, how I want you, I don't know how much longer I can wait. And yet I don't want to stop my fingers from exploring every inch of your body.

I can feel your restlessness now, and your hands are moving my skirt down my thighs. Slowly enough though that I can feel every nerve ending screaming with desire, my legs quivering and my thighs pressing tightly together as if to somehow ease the pressure in between my legs, but only succeeding in increasing the swelling of my sex.

We are both standing there panting, wearing nothing but briefs for you and a bra and a thong for me. Your hands reach around me and stroke my hips, then caress my waist, moving slowly down towards my ass. I feel your hands cupping my ass now and urging me towards you again. Your fingers sliding in and out of the band on my thong, pulling on it, moving it aside, and moving your hand down to cup the center of my ass. Parting my ass cheeks slightly and stroking a single finger down my ass and towards my pussy.

This is what I knew was between us, this all consuming desire and raw need. I can feel myself straining to reach your finger, like a cat would to continue the petting. My breasts thrust forward, my back arched, and my ass pushing out, all in an effort to continue to receive your stroking. Your hands move down now to my thighs and continue their exploration. My legs seem to open on their own and I push my hips against you.

My pussy is swollen and wet now and you know that your teasing will only get me wetter. You tug ever so slightly on my thong and start to pull it up between my lips, making my lips frame it, making the juice from my pussy wet the front of it. Your hand is moving the thong up and down to make sure you rub it against my clit. And oh how hard my clit is, every time I brush against you I can feel my clit engorge even more.

I can see your cock jerking and I rush to free you from the confines of your briefs. Sliding my hands in the sides of them and slowly working them off of your hips. Seeing your cock jut out at me and the blood pulsating wildly through your veins. I let my fingers stroke over you, feel your cock spring up to my touch. I wrap my hand around you and feel your girth and the length of you in my warm hand. My other hand busy stroking your balls and feeling your thighs. Your testicles feel tight in my hand, begging for release.

I turn to your mouth and taste you while my hands stroke you. Your kisses are so sweet and the feel of your tongue in my mouth, stroking my tongue, making my mouth yours, only makes my fingers move faster.

Oh, you feel so good in my hands, with your tongue stroking my mouth, doing to my mouth what your cock is going to do to my pussy. It's almost too much to take. I find myself wanting to spread my legs for you and take your cock now. Wanting to show myself to you, let your tongue wander over me. But I want to tease you too, because when your cock enters me for the first time I want to know that I have felt you and tasted you and teased you so much that that first time you come inside me you will have lost all control. I will accept nothing less.

I feel your hands buried in my hair, mindlessly rubbing my head as I lean down to kiss your nipples. I don't remember if I had ever told you that I like to stroke your nipples too, and I hope you like what I'm doing to you now. I think you are because the pressure on my head is increasing, the faster I lap at your nipples the faster your hands are moving on my head. The growl I hear coming from the back of your throat urging me on.

I need to taste your cock now, I've been waiting too long to feel the ridge of your head rub against my mouth. I move down to my knees and kneel in front of you and just look up at your body. I see your eyes glazed over now and your mouth swollen from our kisses. Your nipples stiff, and your body strung like a bow in anticipation.

I let my hands slide down your body and rest on your hips. I'm rubbing you just at that spot above your cock, feeling your pubic hair springy in my hand and watching your cock swell even more. I let my mouth follow my hand and feel your cock against my cheek. My mouth nibbling on your skin, pressing my tongue against your pubic mound right above your cock.

You are ready for me, I can see the glistening at the tip of your cock. I reach out my tongue and slowly taste your cock for the first time. You are rock hard against my soft tongue and the juice coming out of you tastes so good that I want more. I swirl my tongue over the head of you and just feel the ridge of your cock, my tongue pushing down your foreskin. I want to lap at you, letting the sensation rush over my tongue over and over again. Feel the little hole at the top and push my tongue slightly into it. I settle my mouth over the head of you and draw you into my mouth.

Where once your tongue was now your cock is filling my mouth. My teeth scraping ever so gently over you. Sucking only the head of you into my mouth. Filling my mouth with the taste of you, the feel of you, oh, how I've waited for this moment. I begin to draw more of you into my mouth, feeling your thickness swell even more as I move down the length of you. I want to feel you in the back of my throat, pulsating and grinding into me.

Your hands moving my head now, showing me how you want your cock sucked. Pushing your cock even deeper and fucking my mouth in a slow rhythmic motion. Rocking in to the back of my throat and slowly rocking back out while my lips stroke every inch of you.

I would never have believed what I looked like at that moment, making love to your cock with a wild abandon I had never known before. Whereas before I would have been embarrassed now somehow seeing myself through your eyes I saw this as my right, I was entitled to touch you, to caress you, to make you mine.

I can feel the pressure building in your cock now, and I know that if I continue to suck on you this way you will release your cum deep into my mouth. I want that. I want to hear my name on your lips as your cock jerks and spills into me and because of me and for me. I want to feel the thickness of your cum sliding into my throat.

I'm so absorbed in what I'm doing that I don't realize your hands are pulling on me, pulling me up to your mouth. My body slides up yours, rubbing all of my soft skin against you.

My mouth is filled with your taste and as your tongue thrusts into me I can smell your cock on my face. I can literally feel my wetness against my thighs now, they have grown so slick with my pussy juices. Your hand finds my lips and starts to part them. I am eager to accommodate you. I part my legs and push myself forward towards you. When your finger grazes my clit my body shakes and it is only a matter of time before you have me in the same situation you are in.

You push me down onto the bed and continue your torturously slow stroking of my clit. Almost seeming to make it dance in response to your touch. I can feel it swelling and rising, aching with need and lust. My pussy lips slick with desire and your other hand stroking my lips open. Sliding one finger down my slit and feeling how ready I am for you.

Your finger is moving into my pussy now, teasing the entrance, probing the tight hole. You can feel my pussy contracting now, pulling your finger even deeper. This is where I want your cock. I want your finger to feel what I can do with my pussy, squeezing it tight, pulsating around it, my hips thrusting upward to get more of you inside me. You move your body on top of me and I feel all of you pressed tightly against me. But your hands never stop, never stop caressing, touching, teasing, pushing me over the edge.

I reach down and feel your cock pressing up against me. You are right at the entrance of my pussy. One little move on either of our parts and you could be deep inside me, but we are content to let it build. To let your cock rest up in between my pussy lips and feel me contract around you while you jerk against my lips.

Both of us humping against each other, never letting the pressure ease up. Never losing contact with each other. My breasts mashed tightly against your chest, you begin to push into my mouth with your tongue, our mouths mating. Imitating our bodies. I feel the pressure of your cock increasing and my lips part to admit you entrance into my pussy.

After tasting you and feeling you in my mouth I know that your cock is going to fill up my pussy all the way. You are big and my pussy is going to stretch to wrap around you.

We are rocking towards each other, both wanting more and yet only wanting to feel the head of your cock in me. Working just the head and the space you can reach with it, my hips moving in circles, straining to match your movements. I squeeze my pussy tightly and just feel your cock, the thickness of it, the veins pulsing, how rock hard you are.

I want more and start to push more of my pussy against you. You oblige me and start to push more of your thick cock into me and we meet in the middle. I can feel your cock filling me, sliding deeper into my pussy, touching every part of me. Never neglecting any portion of my pussy, you move your cock around in tight little circles, almost like drilling yourself deeper into me. Forcing my pussy to accept even more of your thick cock.

I feel your hand on my clit and you begin pulling on my pussy, pulling it up, exposing my clit, rubbing little circles around it. All the while your cock is moving even deeper into me, I tighten up and can feel every inch of you down to your pubic hair pressed tightly against mine. And to your balls up against that little space between my ass and my pussy. You finish it off and thrust all the way as deep into my pussy as you can go.

I can't say we're having a slow deep fuck, but I do know that you are deep inside me and moving in a very rhythmic way. There is not one part of me that is not exposed to you now and I like it that way.

I like knowing my body is yours, that just one word, one look, one touch, is all it takes to make me want you.