*Thursdays aren’t usually exciting. Perhaps a little, the slow slide into the weekend, getting the Friday feeling. Last Thursday was different. It starts, as most of these stories do, with a guy and a girl. I’m the girl in this, my name is R. We met at work and had been sneaking around and having little bits of fun here and there that culminated in this. Thursday.*
*We finished work early and travelled to a nearby city. The hotel we had booked was nice, not just a basic chain. I’d love to say we were looking for a romantic setting but actually we just wanted a nice shower and plenty of room for the things we had planned. The drive had been relaxed and friendly with that nice edge of nervous butterflies. It built as we checked in and were shown to our room.*
*There wasn’t any time wasted. A few minutes to check out the room and then he kissed me. We began slowly exploring each other’s bodies, hands stroking and fingers figuring out where the buttons and zips were, gradually and heatedly undressing one another, only breaking our kiss when we had to.*
So allow me to step in and introduce myself, I’m the guy in this, I’m P. The moment had been building, both in the sense of Thursday but generally as well. The sneaking around at work had been exciting but there was just something special about a night together, a hotel room to ourselves, that sense of freedom.
So there we were, standing in the hotel room, slowly undressing each other in between deep and passionate kisses. The intensity between us was rising, every touch like a small bolt of electricity flowing through my body. R dropped gently down to her knees, a slight gasp from me as she slowly and carefully took me into her mouth. The feeling was one that I had gotten used to and yet it still felt as incredible as ever. Back and forth, easing more and more into her mouth until that moment when there’s a slight gagging. My moans had become more primal, gasping at the sensation of me touching the back of her throat.
*He kept me deep, as he always did. Forcing my head with an insistent hand until I had taken all of his cock. Each time I would pull away gasping, just for the briefest of moments before going straight back down. I loved listening to him react to me, each noise he made turning me on more and more. I could feel how wet I was getting, my body responding to the feel of his cock filling my throat and of his hands in my hair.*
I needed to kiss R again, I had wrapped her gorgeous red hair around my hand, I gave it a tug, pulling her head back. She was slightly breathless, I looked into her eyes as she caught her breath. I dropped down a little and planted a deep and passionate kiss on her lips.
*I could feel the hunger in both of us growing. That teasing and tasting all week, the freedom of finally being alone, all built the tension to this point. I wanted more and I didn’t have to wait long before he gave it to me. He pulled me to my feet, giving me one final kiss before pushing me face down on the bed.*
I knelt behind her, I knew full well how wet she was going to be, I also knew how good it was going to taste. I couldn’t wait a moment longer. Grabbing her cheeks firmly, I pushed them apart, my tongue was eager, desperate to taste her. I wasn’t disappointed. The taste of her was incredible, my tongue enjoying each moment of contact. Hearing her reactions made me all the more eager to keep going, each motion of my tongue making her gasp and moan. The taste filled my mouth, but I couldn’t keep it to myself, I moved up next to her and placed my lips on hers, our tongues connected, the taste of her was in both of our mouths.
*The taste of my pussy flooded my mouth as P kissed me and only served to turn me on even more. I could taste how wet I was and I knew how much that turned him on. He went back to licking me with long deep pushes of his tongue that he knew would drive me wild. He made sure to drive his tongue into my ass, making me gasp and moan as he moved up and down. He only stopped to give me more of those deep kisses before delving back between my legs. I was getting more and more worked up, squirming and moaning, when he stood up and moved behind me. With one hand in my hair and another on my hip, he pushed his cock inside me in one swift motion.*
I can’t even begin to express how good that felt, the feeling of my cock deep inside her. I’d put both hands on her hips and I pushed harder, letting go with one hand only to give her right ass cheek a firm slap, the sound of flesh on flesh echoed around the room. I pulled her back and forth onto me, my hands gripped her hard, her pussy enveloped my cock and then I felt the surge as my cock flooded her with my cum. I’d known from the start what I would do at this point. I pulled my cock slowly out of her and got back onto my knees again. I put my tongue once again inside her, the taste was now a mix of both of us. My mouth was full of my cum and hers, I leaned forward onto the bed beside her, grabbed the back of her head and kissed R again, she was grateful for the taste of the both of us.
*I kissed him deeply, enjoying the taste of his cum in my mouth and relaxing into the kiss before we collapsed together onto the bed. We spent some time touching and kissing, laughing at the intensity of what we had just shared, before deciding to shower. We went to the bathroom and got into the shower. We spent a long time standing under the cascade of water, touching and kissing and teasing. Taking turns, we washed each other, spending a little bit more time than was needed on certain areas! After the intensity of earlier, the slow teasing intimacy was a change of pace but a very enjoyable one.*
*After we were done, we started to get ready for dinner. I had brought along underwear I knew P would like, a black lace suspender belt and thigh highs, seamed up the back and topped with lace. I pulled a simple skirt and t-shirt on over the top and we headed out.*
We took a short walk to the place we’d picked out for dinner, a little casual conversation along the way. Thoughts of what we had just shared mixed with what was yet to come filled my mind. We enjoyed our dinner and drinks in a cosy little place, with a roaring wood fire and a buzz of conversation filling the room. We shared a few laughs, flirting with each other constantly, gentle touches here and there. After dinner we headed back to the hotel hand in hand, I was slightly distracted though, I had known R had something special planned for me, I just didn’t know what.
*I had been planning for a while, in fact. P and I had already established that we had similar tastes sexually and that our boundaries lay roughly in the same place. I was as excited as he was and eager to get started.*
*We got back into our room and I stripped P from his clothes. Next up was a blindfold, ear plugs and some bondage tape around his wrists. I wanted him wholly focused on what I was about to do, not knowing where i would touch or what kind of touch that would be. I had a few things with me which I knew would surprise him, hopefully in the best kind of way.*
*I started by touching him. Softly kissing all over his body, my hair falling down and teasing him as surely as my hands were. I used my nails, sometimes tickling and sometimes leaving raised red marks decorating his skin. I stroked everywhere but returned frequently to suck his cock, sometimes deep and sometimes just teasing with my tongue. I was getting more and more excited and soon took off my clothes. My excitement was incredibly obvious, trailing wetness down my thighs that soon dripped onto P. I fed him tastes of my cum from my fingers, kissing him with the taste of it in his mouth.*
Every single touch was so intense; whether it was the kisses, the nails across my skin or the feeling of R’s wetness on my thighs. My breathing had become erratic, gasping at these touches and then they stopped, she had stepped away. I couldn’t see, hear or feel her. A pause of what seemed like an age, my anticipation palpable. I then felt the cold metal rolling down my thighs, the small points dug in ever so slightly. R then explored my body with the pinwheel interspersed with the use of nails and gentle touches, with kisses applied as a kind of salve. I couldn’t help but let out moans at the intensity of the situation, not knowing what would happen next.
She then rolled me onto my front, my hands still bound and extended in front of my head. She spread my legs a little and then the intensity hit, her tongue was in my ass. The shock and the pleasure hit me in a massive surge, as a visceral groan left my mouth. Held in place, she pleasured me like no one had before, I was lost in the moment, but I knew that she hadn’t finished with me yet.
*Not even close. I reached for some of the toys we had brought, coating a butt plug with lube before sliding my fingers into P’s tight ass. Spurred on by his moans of pleasure, I worked them in and out before replacing them with the plug. A few more kisses and scratches and a handprint on his ass followed, before I turned on the wand. He knew I had brought it with me but he had never had one used on him.*
*Not until that night. I pressed it tight against the plug and turned it on, loving the reaction in his body as the plug resonated deep inside him. I varied the speed and continued giving my attention elsewhere with hands and mouth. P was breathless and squirming and I loved every second. I removed the plug and reached for a bigger one, stretching his ass with my fingers before pushing it in. He couldn’t take it all the way, but I enjoyed seeing just how much of it he could take.*
This had been, by far and away, the most intense pleasure I’d ever felt. The sensation of the wand sent waves of pure joy through my body, the plug and her fingers stretched me, I was in a state of euphoria, my body reacted strongly to every single thing R did. As the intensity dropped, the touches became more tender, they slowed and stopped. I caught my breath as I collapsed into the bed, R wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close. Carefully she lifted the blindfold off, the light of the room flooded my eyes and then she planted a deep, passionate kiss on me. We laid there for a while, we held each other, a few more kisses and I told her just how incredible that was. She knew.
*I did but I was still incredibly happy, knowing what I’d given him. Gradually our kisses got a little deeper and hands started to wander once again. All of that teasing and intensity soon built up again and P pushed me onto my back and filled me with his cock. He slid inside easily and I moaned, gripping him tight and moving with him as he started to fuck me.*
*It didn’t take long before I came for him, nails digging into his back and legs wrapped around his waist as I pulled him deeper. I wanted more and he knew just how to give it to me, fucking me deep and hard through one orgasm and into another. He went harder and faster until he came deep inside me and we laid together, breathless and shaking but content.*
So that was it, in all its intensity, everything we shared and experienced. The kisses, the tastes, the touches; hard and soft, the breathlessness. That was Thursday.
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