Celebrating 8 years!! [MF] part 1

The hotel was booked. Well in advance. And our usual games started.

Lightly teasing each other about who can’t handle who.

The teasing got more intense as the day drew closer.
My partner sending me pics of outfit ideas, underwear ideas and ideas on how she will behave in the hotel room and the restaurant we will attend.

The day of our anniversary escape.

Our bags were packed, we were clean and smart as we headed for the train. My girl in a gorgeous plunging neckline red dress, that cuts off before the knee, me in my jeans and shirt.
We board the train, take our seats and get our tickets. General chat of our days have been ensues, for around 15 minutes of our 1 hour train ride.
Then she leans into me and whispers. I’m not wearing any underwear. She giggles as my head spins to look at her, in complete shock, it’s something we’d mentioned, but she had never carried out before. My heart raced. I grew a bulge in my jeans. She looked down at the bulge giggled again, as she took my hand run it up her thigh. I was inches from glory. I could feel her warm and wetness flowing from her kitty, she stopped me an inch away, and whispered. You touch. That’s the only touch you’ll get tonight.

Wow I wanted her bad. My aching meat growing by the second. As her hands softly rubbed over the now swelling line of my jeans. She wiggled her way down a little bit more, the tip of my fingers could feel her lips to her kitty. I wanted to move further, I wanted to be in, playing with her sodden lips.

She pulled my hand away, and reached into her bag, pulling out a bottle of juice. That looked and smelt exactly like our favourite fruity wine.
Just a little something to get our juices flowing. She said
I think yours already are! I reply.
Yep, they are, but we want it to be a memorable one don’t we???

You see, my partner gets very wild when she has a few glasses of our favourite wine. That’s why it’s our favourite. She loves the taste, I love what it does to her. Haha

We drank the wine quickly, very quickly, I could see my partner was a little tipsy. She grabs at my fly on my jeans, pulled it down, and starts to tease my head through my boxers.

We are here, I announce.

We get off the train. Jump in a taxi, for the 10 minute ride to the hotel. I pay the bill, and as my girl steps out of the taxi, I get a full view of her glistening vulva.

We check in to the hotel, head for our room, to freshen up for our meal. My girl grabs my hand as soon as we get through the door, closes the door behind me, and presses me against it. She then undoes my button, pulls down my jeans and boxers, and starts to stroke my solid member. She whispers, come on then, fuck me right here against the door, I want people passing by to hear me moan.

So I pull her dress up round her waist, take her foot and place it on the door handle, I get to my knees and start to feast on her dripping wet twat. She cannot hold the moans of pleasure, I can hear her breaths shortening as I put 2 fingers into her pussy, as my tongue flicks over her clitty.

I stand back up, slide the head of my pole into her wanting love garden, her head drops back as I go balls deep into her. I pound away at her, I can feel her orgasm build, her lips tighten round my cock, her eyes roll to the back of her head, as I feel my dick get soaked in her juices.

Just then, there’s a light knock at the door.

My girl quickly sorts herself, shoves me to her side, hidden behind the door, as I was basically naked from waste down, she adjusts her dress and opens the door.

It’s the hotel receptionist, she says, your table is ready when you are.

My girl replies, we will be down shortly, just gotta few things to sort out.

We head down to the restaurant, where we order, and not much happens only a few naughty licks and a few lip bites.

We head back up to the room.

And what happens there will be in part 2.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5rfv4q/celebrating_8_years_mf_part_1