I picked up my mail and discovered a rather interesting package; a beautiful box wrapped in purple lace, containing a key. In a second envelope was a plane ticket to New York City, and a letter with specific instructions to bring no personal items except for identification. It was from my long-distance lover, the one I could never forget even if I tried. Our story is filled with mind games, rough play, and amazing sex. It doesn't matter how long it's been, we always find each other again.
I paced back and forth a moment, tapping the envelope in my hand. Something about this invitation seemed different, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. In the past, we have had many sexual encounters that have left me begging for more, yet something always stopped us from taking things to the next level. Maybe it was pride, maybe timing; the moment I felt she was going to take things further, she would disappear again. Then, at the most expected moment, she would walk right back into my life and have me spellbound and aching for her. I couldn't resist. I had to see her again.
It only took a few hours to get to JFK. As soon as I stepped off the plane there was a man holding a sign with my name on it. I waved him down and he escorted me to a limo. He took me to a shopping district and told me to take my time. She certainly had a way of making a girl feel special. I wasn't used to all this pampering, and I am not much of a shopper, so I just purchased some toiletries and perfume I’d been wanting to try, and a simple white button-up blouse that caught my eye. The driver dropped me off at an exclusive day spa. I was waxed, polished, massaged and rested by the time he returned.
Finally, I was driven to a large building, so tall that when I looked up, there was nothing but bricks and sky. The clouds covered the top floor and there was no way to get there but a side elevator. The driver directed me to the penthouse suite. The entire floor was like a glass box. When I looked out the window, I could see nothing but clear blue sky. The view was breathtaking!
I used the key I’d been sent to let myself in, and changed into the white blouse, no bra, no panties. I was hoping she would walk in at any moment to catch me in it. On a side table, I found a bottle of my favorite pinot noir next to an envelope with my name on it. Inside it read:
I am on my way to you. Be naked by the time I get there.
I smiled as I poured myself a glass. I didn't know what enticed me more; what would happen if I was naked or dressed? Knowing how she was when she didn't get her way, I decided to keep my blouse on. I could do with a little light punishment.
I gave myself a personal tour and was impressed by the lavish amenities. The shower room was all chrome and glass. I turned the water on and a red laser scanned my body. I heard a robotic voice tell me my temperature and suddenly, the most soothing rain of water came down on my face. The entire ceiling was a shower. My white blouse was now transparent and stuck to my curves. I enjoyed the open view of the sky as the water rained down on me. The sun was just about to set. I saw splashes of crimson and pink just before the first stars appeared. The lighting in the room automatically adjusted to the dusk.
Suddenly, I felt her soft hands upon me. She cupped my breasts from behind while her lips grazed my neck. She pressed me up against the glass, my hands making wet streaks.
“I thought I told you to be naked!” she whispered, with a swift wet slap to my rear. With no pause for my reply, her fingers circled my clit as she kissed my neck. She inched her delicate fingers inside me, making me gasp with pleasure. “I swear I can't leave you alone,” she added, her fingers penetrating deeper.
I was speechless and breathless, pressed against the slippery glass. Her other hand circled my clit while her fingers fucked me from behind, hitting the sweetest spot inside me. She positioned me close to the side jet and raised my leg right over the gushing stream of water. It was aimed perfectly at my pussy, stimulating my clit while she thrust her fingers in and out of my cunt. My arms were shaking as my climax neared. The sensation was incredible.
“I've missed this tight little pussy,” she moaned as she nibbled my earlobe.
Her sexy voice in my ear was almost enough to make me come, let alone the physical sensations. The water felt like multiple tongues licking my clit from all directions while her skillful fingers probed to my G-spot, making me melt. I was consumed by her touch, a touch I’d never admitted to myself that I'd missed dearly, until now. I was arched in rapture, collapsing in her arms, coming hard all over her fingers while her luscious breasts pressed tightly against my back. She sucked my neck and I could feel the pounding of my climax from head to toe. She gripped my pussy firmly, letting my orgasm thump through her hand.
I turned around and took her in my arms. She kissed my lips earnestly, as if she owned them. I could feel her lust radiating through her. I reached down to touch her pussy and got one wet grasp before she pulled away.
“No,” she ordered, biting my lip softly, “I'm not done with you yet.”
She took my hand and led me to the bedroom. Our footprints drenched the pristine white carpet. She pushed me on the bed and ripped my blouse open, throwing the soaked fabric behind her. Then, she slid her body up from between my legs, her breasts caressing my thighs. Our bodies were warm and soaked from the shower. I pulled her close and kissed her luscious lips, my hands gripping her ass, our pussies pressed together. She thrust her hips against me, waking another climax.
She slid back down, kissing my neck and breasts on the way. She lingered on my stomach a while, gently nibbling, then licked from side to side, reaching the most sensitive spots of my waist and hips. She made a slow seductive trail of kisses going down further, letting her soft tongue snake over my mound. My stomach was clenching rapidly by the time her tongue finally touched my pussy. She kissed it, licked it, then sucked it gently. I was moaning and biting my lip, consumed by desire. I gripped the flesh of my thighs, making them spread wider. She stuck her tongue out and pulled my hips up and down her face, making me fuck her mouth. The sensation made my blood boil with passion. Sweat dripped down my face, every muscle in my body tensed. She wasn't just eating me out, she was making love to me with her mouth. She slid her tongue up and down slowly, moaning right through my flesh. I could feel the quickening pulse of my awaiting climax. I reached for her, holding her head steady as I took in the magnificent rhythm of her tongue. The tight pressure of her mouth was practically sucking my orgasm out of me. My body jerked and shook. I could feel the pulse traveling up my spine as I came all over her mouth.
She smiled and kissed my pussy lightly, my sensitive flesh still trembling. Her beautiful face was drenched with my juices. She bit my inner thigh playfully and smoothed her fingers between my lips.
“Mmm… you are so delicious,” she smiled, licking the juice off her hand. I was getting so turned on again just watching her suck her fingers clean.
She crawled back up to kiss me as I held her close, gripping her bottom. I could feel her pussy leaking on mine. Just the slightest pressure made her shiver. She had been holding back her climax on purpose, trying to stay in control. I made it my personal mission to take it from her.
I hoisted her up to sit on my face and held her thighs firmly. Her juices flowed into my mouth as soon as I parted her delectable lips with my tongue. I suctioned my lips around her clit and whirled my tongue in circles, slowly at first then building speed. Her hips were shuddering, trying to run away from the sensations. The more she moved, the tighter my grip, letting her know I wasn’t stopping until she came. Her hands clutched the headboard, her clit swelling between my lips. I could already feel the first pulses of her orgasm, her pussy begging to burst. I twisted my tongue around her clit; clockwise then counter clockwise, then back again. I sucked her clit, moving my head slowly up and down between her thighs. I could hear her nails scratch the wall, her sexy moans getting louder.
I sucked her flesh harder as her thighs quivered around my face. At the very peak of her climax, I inched three fingers inside her with my lips pressed tightly around her clit. I eased my fingers inside her slowly, making her tight wet walls squeeze around them. Suddenly, I curved my fingers inward and flicked my fingers hard and fast without warning. She screamed in ecstasy as she came all over me, her wetness splattering on my neck and face.
I didn’t let go until she lifted herself off my chest, sliding down my lap. I sat up slowly and held her close, keeping my fingers inside her, relishing the feeling of her throbbing. Her gorgeous legs wrapped around me. She took my face in her hands and kissed me passionately, sharing her own wetness in my mouth. I inched my fingers in and out of her again, my thumb grazing her clit. I pressed on it, feeling just a few latent pulses come out as she held me tighter. I kissed her neck, keeping her aroused. I couldn’t resist making her come one more time, just watching her sexy expressions.
I took my time, thrusting my fingers inside her until her walls fluttered around them. I kissed her lips and held her closer as I pressed my palm firmly over her clit. I flicked my fingers faster, hammering her G-spot until she was moaning and gasping in my mouth. I’d never heard her make these sounds before. I’d never seen her this wet. I’d never seen her this passionate. Her body was in a state of bliss, leading to a state of surrender, a helpless expression on her face. For the first time ever, she was completely exposed to me with no barriers or hesitation. She was literally in the palm of my hand, relinquishing all control. Her walls squeezed around my fingers tighter than ever before.
“I love you!” she gasped at the very moment she came, her eyes filling up with tears.
Those words hit me like a verbal train, the three words I never expected her to say. And finally, the words I never thought I would ever say again came out… “I love you, too.”
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