Ali Finds Love from Abroad

As they headed away from the airport, Ali nestled into Eddie's loving embrace. He remarked how sexy she looked. She smiled and kissed him, dragging her French-tipped nails along his inner thigh as her hungry tongue explored his mouth.

The driver did as he was told having recognized the former 'bar girl's' vernacular at the start of the trip and ignored them, knowing that he should expect a nice tip.

"Oh Eddie, I missed you so much." Her arms held him tightly to her, her hands exploring his shoulders and chest while she whispered in his ear. "You want me darling?"

"Yes Ali. I want you" He said as he returned

her probing kisses.

Soon they pulled up outside of an apartment building. Ali paid the cabby (including a nice tip) as she coaxed Eddie from the taxi.

"This isn't the Hyatt babe."

"It Ok. You come me." Sais replied in broken English.

Eddie felt slightly uneasy as the driver handed him his suitcase. Ali took his empty hand and he followed her into the building. She walked across the lobby to an open elevator and they joined others as they boarded. Ali spoke in Thai and a young man toward the front pressed the button for the 12th floor.

Upon reaching her floor, Ali pulled Eddie along as they left the elevator and headed down the hall. She stopped at #1221 and Eddie realized this was the address he had sent her gifts too several weeks earlier. She opened the door and he followed her into her small condo.

As soon as she closed the door behind him she was at his side, her arms around his neck, pulling him to her for a kiss.

"Ali, sweety, I've been travelling for two days. I need a shower, and some sleep, then we can go out."

"You no need hotel. You stay me." She replied. "You take shower here, sleep here, stay me. I take care you." She kissed him again, passionately. Her hand explored him, her nails sending chills to his tired muscles. Her perfume wafted in his nostrils, intoxicating him, breaking down any remaining resistance of his already weakened form.

"Ok, I'll shower then we'll talk."

With that, she led him to her bedroom, pointing out the bathroom and handing him a fresh towel, on the way. She closed the door to give him privacy, at least for now. He put his suitcase on the floor in the corner and took out fresh underwear and clothing and set them aside. He stripped off his travel-worn clothing, wrapped the towel around his waist, gathered his toiletries, and opened the bedroom door. He could hear music coming from the living room and assumed that Ali was busy there. He ducked into the bathroom where he found the shower and started the water flowing while he applied shaving cream to his face. He shed his towel and opened the glass door and stepped into the steam and began shaving.

Ali, knowing that he had started showering quickly went to the bedroom. The sun was retreating and she lit several candles giving the room a warm glow. She stripped to her lingerie, touched up her makeup and perfume, and lay on the bed, awaiting her lover.

******

Eddie finished rinsing the shampoo from his hair, shut off the water and exited the shower. He quickly toweled off, brushed his hair, applied some cologne and headed off toward the bedroom.

He opened the door to find Ali waiting for him in the candlelight. A naughty smile crossed her lipstick freshened lips and she beckoned him with her curling index finger and wide Asian eyes.

He let his towel drop as he crossed to her bed and she got her first look of his manhood. Though not completely hairless, he had a nicely trimmed ridge of hair above his prize. Not huge, his cock was certainly larger than most Thai men she had known and his balls hung loose and large. They were shaved clean and ready for her attention.

He stood semi-rigid, but she would soon cure that.

As he approached her bedside, she got up on all fours and crawled to him like a cat, her round-eyed gaze locked to his. She said not a word but gently kissed the tip of his outstretched cock with her ruby red lips, never touching him with her hands. She lashed out with her tongue and licked the underside of his mushroom. She plied his head with another red, wet kiss, her gaze still unbroken.

His cock responded to this teasing and he hardened. A pearl of pre-cum oozed from his slit and she retrieved it with her tongue, smearing it along her upper lips then, withdrawing her tongue, she savored its taste. She opened her soft, puffy lips and encompassed his head, her tongue swirling around it, bathing it in her saliva. A moan escaped his lips as she gently sucked him in.

Her head bobbed gently up and down on him, taking a third of his shaft, then letting it retreat until the ridge met her lipstick. With each retreat her tongue would wash over his slit and retrieve a new bolus of his pearly dew for her enjoyment. With each new stroke he would moan signaling his surrender.

Her nails raked his thighs, climbing higher and higher along his abdomen. As they reached his chest she released his cock from her mouth and trailed behind, with soft wet kisses as she rose. As her fingers crested his shoulders her lips found his, her tongue probing, teasing, seducing her lover to join in the dance.

He embraced her petite form as their tongues probed each other. A hand wandered over her back, tracing her spine from her neck to her ass while the other rested on the lace covering her breast. She moaned into his open mouth as he kneaded her, the lace of her bra harsh against her soft flesh. His hand cupped her tiny ass cheek, crushing her to him and the lace of her panties dragged across her slit. Her nails dragged across the nape of his neck, encouraging him to deepen his kiss. His hardness pressed into her belly.

His hand left her breast momentarily, following the strap of her bra to its clasp. She giggled as he fumbled with it and broke off the kiss and leaned back from him. Her eyes re-engaged his, snaring him once again in her hypnotic gaze as she deftly reached back and unclasped her bra and allowed it to fall from her arms.

Her hands came to his chest again, her fingers grazing over the landscape of his hair.

He tightened his grip on her ass, pulling her to him, his hand returning to her now bare breast. He rolled her nipple between his finger and thumb and she moaned, tossing her head back, offering her neck to him.

He kissed her neck and lashed the crest of her ear with is tongue. He gently took her ear lobe between his lips, kissing it, adorning it with love. The silver earring he had sent her dragged across the flesh of her neck sending chills down her spine to her very core.

He inhaled her floral scent and it heightened his passion as she had intended. He kissed her neck, probing wet kisses that drilled into her flesh.

The ache in her loins intensified, her labia swelling, secreting her lubricating juices, preparing her for mating, releasing pheromones that would seduce her lover as nature had intended and Darwinism demanded.

His lips melded with hers and her tongue continued its seductive dance. She lay back on the bed and drew her with him. She had done this hundreds of times in her youth but this time it was truly for her as much as it was for him.

His lips disengaged from hers and began to move southward. He plied her with soft wet kisses, following the trail of her floral scent down her neck to her center and into the valley between her soft mounds of flesh. The trail led him to her mound where his tongue circled her small areola, brushing the side of her nipple.

He opened his lips and encased it, his tongue battering it, his hand kneading her flesh, as his cheeks applied suction. Her hand came to the back of his head, her nails digging into his scalp, as she whimpered at the sting of his suckling. She arched her back and pressed him to her breast, wanting to feed him as she would a newborn. Soon he was at her idle breast, suckling her, feeling her nipple harden in his mouth, feeling her body writhing against his manhood.

He let his hand trail down her center and rest on her lace covered mons. His fingers toyed with her through her panties, petting her, teasing her, feeling her wetness. She gasped and pushed his head southward.

As his nostrils once again picked up her scent his fingers eased under her waist band and his palm settled on her heat. He stopped at her navel to savor a pool of her floral scent. Kissing it, licking it, making it his as his fingers became acquainted with her genital flesh.

She gently encouraged him on, her fingers combing his hair, her breathing deepening as a low growl escaped her lips.

He withdrew his hand from her panties and savored the taste of his fingers. She spread her legs wide for him and he crawled between them. It was all she could do to keep from closing her legs around him, pulling him to her. "Not yet..." She thought. "Not yet."

He kissed her pussy through the lace, lashing her camel toe with his tongue, evoking another gasp and causing her hips to thrust at him. He reached beneath her and his fingers snared the waist band of her lace and removed her panties.

He brought them to his nose and her heady pheromonic scent wafted through his nostrils, causing his brain to secrete sexual hormones and completing nature's seduction. His cock pulsed and stiffened, his testicles stirred sending sperm into his vas deferens, his seminal vesicle secreted pre-cum to lubricate his head and his prostate engorged in preparation for release.

He looked down at this beautiful, petite female form. Her eyes were dilated as if infused with the Bella Donna of old. Her ruby red lips were full and moist, the tip of her tongue barely visible beyond their threshold. Her breasts were perfect round mounds topped with hard erect nipples heaving with every breath. Her arms lay at her sides, palms up, fingers randomly clutching at the air, denoting her surrender.

Her abdomen was unconsciously undulating drawing his attention to the center of her sexuality.

Her mons was covered with a small patch of fine black hair, her pussy was naturally bare. Her outer labia were engorged, a small stream of moistness along her crevice laying promise to the treasure still shielded from him.

He leaned forward and kissed her lips tenderly, his tongue doing lazy circles in her mouth, her own tongue joining his. The tenderness of his kiss soon over as he moved lower, hovering over her sex.

She could feel his warm breath on her labia, caressing them, begging their surrender. She closed her eyes and lost herself in the pleasure to come.

Then she felt it. The tip of his tongue reached out and touched her, starting from her perineum and advancing ever so slowly upward. She could not help but sigh. "Oh Eddieeee."

He was rewarded as a drop her lubricant gathered on the tip of his tongue. He took a moment to savor its taste, to let it mingle with her natural scent as a connoisseur would savor the nectar of the grape.

Then, he licked her again, this time using a broad stroke, separating her outer lips and teasing the folds of the minor labia within. His stroke was met with an unconscious pelvic thrust as she sighed again. He used his fingers to separate her lips and went to work. With each stroke he became more bold, now parting her rose petals and ending with a flick across her bud before retreating and returning with another broad stroke.

And, she responded in kind. Her fingers combed through his hair, her nails scratching at his scalp encouraging him to nourish himself on her juices. Her breathing deepened causing her mounds to heave and her belly to undulate. Her hips writhed beneath him thrusting her sex to meet every brush of his tongue.

Her lady lips retreated granting him free access to her slit. Her clitoris firmed and protruded from its hood and he found it exquisitely sensitive to his attention. She squealed as he rimmed her anus and moaned as he took each petal between his lips and cleansed it of her dew.

He placed a finger at her introitus and entered her as she thrust to meet the penetration. She looked down and his gaze met her hungry eyes. He aimed upward and stroked her 'G' spot while taking her bud between his lips. He suctioned lightly as his tongue flicked at her engorged clit.

Her hands pulled at the sheets, her eyes narrowed to slits. Her breathing halted and he felt every muscle in her body spasm as her climax consumed her. He continued his assault and was justly rewarded as she was repeatedly wracked by entropy.

Thousands of points of light overwhelmed her consciousness as a flood cum flowed from her loins. As her orgasm subsided he released her clit. His lips kissed hers and his tongue searched her depths retrieving his salty-sweet compensation.

Even in her foggy afterglow she could feel him feeding on her, nourishing himself on her elixir. She exhaled and her body acquiesced as would a prey succumbing to the death grip of a devouring lion.

As she lay there, spent, barely able to move, her insides still quivering from her release, he kissed his way back to her waiting lips. The taste of her cum on his lips, his tongue, was like a drug, helping her to heal, regain strength to complete their mating. She returned his kiss, extending it, cultivating it, gaining strength from it.

She lifted her weighty arm and grabbed his hard member and guided him to her. He could feel her lips kissing his crown, bathing him in wet warmth, swallowing his shaft as she rocked her hips forward to receive him.

He gently stroked in and out of her, penetrating her depths incrementally, allowing her to lubricate his shaft until it was hilted within her. He could feel her muscles twitching from their recent release, toying with him, tickling the precipice of his cockhead, caressing his shaft.

Her hand rested on his strong shoulders as he moved over her, picking up the pace, increasing the force of his pistoning. Beads of sweat gathered on his brow as he fucked her.

She could feel his head crashing into her cervix, spreading her, ripening her. She could feel her labia caressing the unevenness of his shaft. With every hilted plunge his hair would drag across her clitoris. Waves of pleasure emanated from her womanhood, and a new fire raced through her loins.

She could feel him swelling inside her, feel his muscles begin to shake and she knew he was close. She encircled him with her legs to prevent his withdraw and met each thrust with her own. She kegeled, tightening her muscles around his shaft.

"Oh God!" He cried and tried to withdraw but she tightened her legs around him. She drew him down to her for a deep kiss to put him over the edge.

They were both slaves to nature now. With one last thrust he engaged her cervix. His balls tightened and his cum crawled up his spasming shaft, erupting into her womb. The hot rope of cream entering her belly put her over the edge as well.

Her vaginal muscles grabbed his rod, fasciculated around it, massaging it to enhance his release. Her hips gyrated furiously thrusting into him, milking him for his seed. Rope after rope of ejaculate filled her as his body pumped his load and she greedily sucked him dry. As he gave up the ebbing moments of his release to her hungry womb he collapsed atop her.

They both lay their panting, reveling in their satiation for several minutes as they came down from their sexual high. His semi-rigid member lay within her still oozing the last remnants of his spunk... just as she had wanted.

He finally withdrew from her and spooned her from behind. He kissed her neck and as they both fell off into a well-earned slumber, Ali knew she had made him hers.