[MF] Remember when we could travel to visit places across the world?

She toed off her shoes beside me and I could faintly smell her perfume in the muggy heat as she rushed into the bedroom. I crouched to undo my laces and looked at her making her way across the room to the balcony opposite the door. The wooden accents in the room were dark and rich, wood that had been polished smooth by the years. The balcony had a wooden railing, with a privacy screen covering the dark spindles underneath leaving just a gap between it and the floor. The sun still filtered through the screen enough that I could see her legs backlit on her dress. She was up to the railing with her arms stretched out wide, embracing the whole panorama, her head tipped up towards the sky. This holiday was going to be amazing, she was so happy, despite the exhaustion.

We had made it, finally, to the Onsen Ryokan. So far it was just as I had pictured it from the website and reviews,as far as the visual appeal. We’d need to check out the other amenities, but things were promising. She had been practically waltzing on the walkways, going from one railing to another, pointing out to just this tree and that bush and this other garden that we had to explore. It seemed the room and view had her seal of approval as I saw her turn towards me and wave excitedly for me to come over to the balcony with her. I stood up and slid my feet into a pair of thin slippers set to one side of the entryway and placed my shoes and socks into the cubby in the wall, doing the same with her sandals. I rolled the suitcases further into the well appointed room and out of the way. I walked through the understated hybrid bedroom, a mix of traditional and modern pieces that seemed tailor made for the visitor wanting a genuine experience and a certain level of comfort, like spring mattresses embedded into the tatami on the floor that could rise up to different heights for accessibility, according to the website’s pictures. The few shelves were mostly empty, a sprig of something in a cup here, a flowering branch there.

A movement from the balcony brought my attention back to Anna. She was leaning far over the railing, craning her head to look at something below her. My heart skipped and my throat got dry and it wasn’t out of worry. Her dress had hitched up over her hips high enough for me to see she the bottom curve of her ass to give me an uninterrupted view to confirm that she was most definitely wearing no underwear. I felt my dick come into attention and I froze where I was standing because I had not foreseen this situation and had to rethink my plan for the night.

I had made up my mind that I wanted to rest so that we’d both be at our best for the rest of our trip. We needed to sleep, it was the smartest thing we could do. Yet here I was interested in doing something that was the very opposite of restful. My dick wanted to get out of my pants and into her cunt, where I’d feel her wetness on my cock as I teased her entrance before pushing it all in, balls-deep in her as she pushed her ass back and fucked herself on my dick. I loved it when she brought out her slutty side right from the starting gate. My heart was racing from the expectation, that I was going to see her loosing her composure to unbounded pleasure; letting go of her mental and emotional armor. I love her best when she is shameless, going for what she wants with no embarrassment, no guilt. My cock is growing in my pants and I slide my hand over the bulge, pressing into it with my palm which did little to calm down the pressure that was building up inside me. It was no contest: I’ll take a possibly cranky Anna if I can get her to unwind and go wild. It’ll be worth the risk of headaches, hanger and short temper tomorrow. I’ll serve her hand and foot for the rest of the trip because right now, the only thing I know is that I want to see her come hard as soon as possible and make this the best fucking start to this holiday.

A vivid image flashes through my mind and I want to fuck her so bad. I see her with her with her hair all around her on the pillow, her face getting redder and redder, chest flushed, sweat pebbling on her skin, biting, re-wetting and playing with her lips as she tries to keep in her moans. How her nipples contract and get tighter and tall while her chest heaves, her tits shaking ever so slightly. That curve on the side of her breast, covered in fuzz, the light hitting it just right so I can see how her hair rises and she shivers in want. When I can feel her wetness in my hand from just cupping it over her smooth mound, teasing her, making her beg for a further touch, for me to fill her. When she gets to the point when she can’t stop that moan from escaping and then I know that she will ask in a way I can’t say no and she’ll get the cock that she’s craving.

For us, “no underwear under clothes” is a very direct sign that we are interested and willing to be interrupted no matter what we are doing. Right now, she has placed her cunt high with her feet waving in the air, balancing her weight on the wooden bannister. Her ass shakes as she strains forward, leaning out towards the tree outside the balcony.

She is grunting in the effort and raunchy memories crowd my mind. That moment when she will say yes to anything, do anything, say anything. When she becomes the dirtiest, sluttiest, horniest All-Terrain 4-Wheel Drive that will go anywhere with plenty of ideas of where to go. In 10 years we have become very good at giving each other what we like, as much as we like it. We’ll collapse in bed with a gasp, arms and legs going ever which way; a quivering pile of nerves and sweat, hearts racing and our minds blanking out: going to a place where the world begins and ends with her breath blowing in my ear. I have come up to her and I grab the fabric of her dress from her hips and pull her back onto the straining front of my pants. She startles with a yell and her body relaxes as she realizes it’s just me and I’ve got her. She straightens up and slowly turns her head around; her mouth and eyes wide open with her cheeks in flames as I wrap my arms around her without letting go of her hiked up dress. I look over her shoulder to where she was reaching and I see it. A purple hipster short is draped on a branch right below us. I can’t keep myself from teasing her and I lean over her with my lips grazing her ear, squeezing her hips and shifting her dress over her skin so she knows I’ve noticed she isn’t wearing anything underneath. I whisper and her breath hitches: “Did someone drop their underwear?”

She huffs and pushes away from the railing making me take a couple of steps back. She drags her ass over my cock before crouching down, getting on all fours and snaking her arm through the small gap between the privacy screen and the floor, her arm pushing up the woven material. She’s hissing a rosary of swear words under her breath as she wiggles closer to the railing, trying to grab at the purple offenders.

I bend over to help her and gently slap her exposed ass as I tell her it’s my turn, making her start and bring her arm in. I crouch down next to her and it’s my turn to try to snag them. They are just out of reach and I feel a bit like a human claw machine as she stands up again and unsuccessfully directs me from above. We’ll need a plan B.

I rub at my arm after bringing it in as she slumps back down to the floor, her hair making a halo around her reddened face. She hunches down cross legged on the floor, the heels of her hands pressed against her eyes and elbows on her knees as she sighs deeply. She looks deliciously disheveled, her bra strap slipping off her shoulder and her rucked up dress around her crossed legs with a perfect view of her soft thighs and darkness between. I want to make her to look destroyed, spent and pleased right here on the balcony floor.

I move over to sit by her side and wrap her in my arms. She leans towards me as I kiss the top of her head, her hair tickling my nose. I can’t hide the smile in my voice when I finally ask: “How did you manage to do that?” She shifts in my arms and hides her face on my chest, muttering something too muffled for me to hear. I pull her away a bit and lean my ear closer to her mouth. She mumbles out “They fell” and after a bit of prompting she explained how she took it off and then wanted to kick it to the corner but got tangled and managed to kick the outside, sliding just under the privacy screen with speed and no snagging. While she’s explained I’ve pushed us over sideways so she’s laying on the floor and I’m balanced over her. “One in a million shot, huh?” Practice makes perfect, maybe you just need to practice you underwear hiding skills more often”. She snorts at having me shoot back words said earlier in the day when I made her figure out all the signage and questions since I had been hopeless at learning Japanese. She turns so she’s laying on her back under me. She goes to smooth her skirt down and pushes up her hips, grinding up on my erection while pretending to straighten out her skirt underneath.

“Not the same thing at all. This was bad luck while yours was laziness. I have the moral advantage both of these times.” She slides her hands up my thighs and onto my back, snagging the waistband of my boxer briefs and snapping it onto my lower back “Off, off with these! I want to see YOU practicing”.

I slowly dip my hips down, grinding onto her pussy, leaning to whisper in her ear and letting out a groan instead when she presses down on my ass, pulling me to her. “Maybe next time just skip wearing underwear all together.”

“Do you honestly want to continue nitpicking this or do you want to get on with the program? You are protesting quite a lot, Mr. A girl may think that she’s not that interesting”. She smacks my ass for punctuation and tries to wiggle out from under me, pushing her knee to one side and under her for leverage, which I take as an opportunity to place my own knee between her spread apart thighs. I tighten my grip on her shoulders and slide her whole body down towards my knee, stopping just short of contact between myself and her crotch. I hear her breath catch and I put her earlobe into my mouth holding it gently between my teeth. “I’m all about the suggested entertainment here, don’t get me wrong, including flying underpants,” I tease her and suck on her earlobe, my breath tickling her ear and making her muscles shiver. I lower my voice and whisper in her ear “So, were you thinking I would come behind you and fuck you against the railing?”

She sighs in pleasure with her eyes closed turns her neck further to the side. I kiss under her jaw, taking turns between swiping it with my tongue and softly pinching her skin between my teeth. Her breath speeds up as I continue: “Or where you thinking you wanted me to kneel behind you as you leaned over, spreading your legs wider, opening you up and fucking you with my tongue? Did you want me to do that, get you all wet and pliable to then slide you down to sit on my lap, seeing how well you take it inch by inch and then bouncing up and down on my cock? I mouth around her neck as I talk, punctuating with sucks between phrases, feeling her gasp each time I pause. “Tell me and I can do it for you, all you have to do is ask nicely” I took a pinch of skin over her clavicle between my teeth and bit down, she moaned and it went straight to my cock, I could feel it leaking in response. I sucked on her collarbone and followed that with an open mouthed kiss to soothe the skin with my tongue. I shifted my weight onto one side and lifted my other hand to grab her by the hip, to dig in my fingers into her side and pull her closer to me as she bucked into my thigh. I then moved it to hold her down, not letting her move and slid my knee away from where she had pushed up against it, creating distance once again.

“Maybe it was something with a slower burn, were you’d have me riled up all night”. She huffed, a smile spreading on her face. “I see, so you were going to tease me. Maybe talking me into going for a bite to eat and then having me finger you under a table surrounded by people who have no idea what we’re up to?” My thumb had been sliding back and forth on her hipbone and I dug my fingers a bit deeper to one side of her spine. I saw the effect of my words and touch on her, eyes shut and head back, mouth a bit slack to where I could see some of her teeth and tongue. “Maybe, you were going to suggest going for a walk outside in the gardens, and then in a secluded area you were going to push me into a corner and go down on your knees, blowing me. I’d go crazy seeing you finger yourself and I’d come so hard down your throat and you’d swallow it all in, not a drop gone to waste. Then we can switch and I’ll stick my head under your dress and put my fingers inside you, sucking on your lips and clit, licking you all over, your taste in my tongue, covering my lips and chin, until you have to stop me before your knees give up, legs shaking and you can’t stand.” Reminding her of these past escapades had the expected result: Her gasps escaped from between her lips, her teeth had turned her lower lip red and plump. Her tongue’s pink tip slid out the corner of her mouth and it looked so indecent. I leaned in to trap it with my lips, pressing down with my mouth and body onto the floor, feeling her against me from knees to mouth.

We kissed furiously, her hands coming up to the back of my head and her fingers threading through the short hair at the nape of my neck as she wrapped her legs around me. My dick was deliciously pressing against her; I felt myself sliding up and down on her body, groaning at how good it felt to give my leaking cock some friction. She pulled me towards her with her legs and she was pressing my erection practically into her, wantonly rubbing herself against it as she panted and gasped, . I slid my hand from where it had been on her hip to under her dress and right back up, sliding my palm heavily against her bare skin, slowly going over every inch on the way to her tits. I lifted my head and she hungrily chased my lips, her head coming up off the floor, not wanting to break apart. I used the hand on her chest to keep her down against the floor and lifted up my groin while she hung on from her legs around my waist. She let her head fall back on the ground, her caramel eyes digging into mine.

I continued talking, knowing how hearing me recall the details of our previous encounters excited her. “Tell me, be honest, what did you have in mind?” I challenged her, “I want to hear it from your fuckable mouth, know what you were thinking and what you wanted to do.” I leaned in and bit at her lower lip, sucking and pulling on it, releasing it with a pop. She didn’t reply, her eyes closing again as she let me move away, at my mercy. “I was going to let you rest tonight, but now I think I’m going to treat myself and give you what I think you need. I’ve been thinking about fucking you ever since that first flight. You fell asleep with the blanket around you leaning onto me. I could see down your dress, I could see your nipples through the fabric, stiff with cold.” I had slipped my hand under her bra and I pinched her nipple, once again sharp, this time warm in excitement. “I wanted to cover you higher with the blanket and slide my hand under it and play with your tits, slide my hand under to undo your seatbelt and then slowly drag your dress up to where your legs were spread open and I would’ve put my hand in there. In the darkened plane, maybe no one would notice us, you laying there and I caressing, teasing and fingering you. ” I paused and slid my hand towards where her crotch met mine. “If only I’d known you were in a “no-underwear” mood.

I cupped my hand over her mound with my fingers sliding over and around her wet slit, feeling her slick and warm. With a groan I pulled out my hand and put my fingers on my tongue, wrapping my lips around them, tasting her on me. “Mhhm. You are so wet already, I want you to tell me all the dirty thoughts going through your mind”.

She grasped my wrist and pulled my fingers out of my mouth, turning my hand around and sticking my ring and middle fingers into hers. I groaned at how she looked, eyes locked on mine as she closed her lips around my fingers, hollowing out her cheeks and sucking, her tongue playing around her mouth. I showed her my appreciation by grinding harder against her, moving my still clothed cock to press on her wet cunt. She released my wrist and placed her hand over her chest. I brought my fingers out of her mouth slowly and slid them down her cheek and chin, leaving a wet trail on my path down, sneaking them down the neckline of her dress. It was one of those that wrapped around like a robe and I slid apart the overlapping fronts, uncovering first one breast and then the other. I went to the top of her thick bra cup and pushed it down her right breast, her tight and pointy nipple uncovered enough to where I could put it inside my mouth, flicking it lightly with my tongue. Her breath came in ragged gasps as I toyed with her breasts, switching between them, biting and sucking as she got more excited. The way she was responding to my touch had made my urgency greater and I wanted to stick something else in her mouth. I lifted myself up, sitting up and unwrapping her legs from around me.

I shifted my position until I was the one straddling her waist, her breasts squeezed between my knees. I undid my belt and unbuttoned my pants slowly as she hungrily stared at my cock. Her hands came up to mine and she pushed my fingers away, pulling down the zipper and exposing the wet spot spreading on the front of my boxer briefs. I had one hand in back and one in front of . One playing with her breast, rubbing her wet nipple in circles with my thumb and lightly skating my fingers on its rounded side. My other hand was hooked behind me and onto her cunt, my fingers playing with her outer lips, going around and around, up and down, touching her everywhere except her clit. Not until she talked, not until she asked.

Her fingers were touching my wet spot and she rubbed them around and around in tight circles creating a delicious pressure on the leaking head. She was so focused, biting her lip as she played with my dick. “You look so hot like that. Tell me, what do you need? ” I pinched her nipple, rolling it before raising both of my hands, “I wait for your instructions” She had been grabbing my ass, her fingers skating under my cheeks, playing with the creases at the top of my thighs. She pulled me towards her. I resisted and looked at her, raising an eyebrow. She licked her lips and finally said: “I want your cock”. I shuffled forward, bringing myself closer to her mouth. “I want to suck your cock and blow you, play with your balls and take it as deep as I can” she confessed as she slid her hands from my ass to the front, where she pushed down the half-opened pants and worked her fingers under the elastic waistband, lifting the elastic up and over my leaking dick. She touched her fingertip to the tip of my cock and picked up the drop of precum that was balancing there, bringing her finger to her mouth. She sucked on the finger, bringing it out with a pop, placing it back, wet and slick on the slit where I continued leaking, this time spreading the viscous liquid around the top and sides of my cock, bringing her eyes to mine. Her voice was low and rumbling “I want you to stick your cock in my mouth and have me suck you off until you can’t help but fuck my throat. I want you to bend me over and ram into me until you spill your load all over my ass. I want us to fuck in the bathroom here, with me sitting on the counter with my back against that three way mirror and have you look at yourself pumping in and out from every angle, seeing how you spill your load all over my tits and face. I also want to ride you and see under me, hypnotized and unable to look away from my bouncing tits as I rock myself into an orgasm, squeezing out every drop of your cum.”

Those words did me in. I quickly lifted myself up to remove my pants, her hands scrambling to help me with my shirt. Her dress front was gaping open and I pulled apart the sash holding the dress closed. I had an uninterrupted view of her front as the dress opened and spread to her sides, her breasts squeezed upwards by her scrunched up bra. I bent down between her legs and this time I had my mouth licking her open, tasting her, hearing her gasp and pant. I hooked her legs around my shoulders and lifted up her ass with my arms. She moaned deeply, bucking up her hips, my tongue diving in deeper, feeling her on the inside. She squirmed and whimpered while I moved one hand to cover her breast, grabbing her hard and squeezing until I heard her gasp and then soothing her with feather-light touches going around and around her breast, grabbing her nipple with my thumb and forefinger and giving it a little pull. It was a tricky balance, making sure I pleased her before my cock became too insistent and I was unable to resist the temptation of coming. I was doing pretty well until I felt her clench around my tongue as she also raised her upper body from the floor, balancing on her shoulders with a gasp and moan.

She wimpered: “Oh yes, just like that. You do it so well. I love how you know me so well, making me feel so good”. I didn’t want to tease her any more, I wanted her to come before I gave it to her. With one hand slowly pumping into her pussy and the other skirting around her clit, I saw her falling apart from the touch of my hands, her arms raised over her head, mouth muffled against her shoulder. Seeing her spread out before me, I had a flash of appreciation for having her and having kept her happy and satisfied for so many years, a gift that kept on giving.

We fell into a known rhythm, I was touching her in all the ways that she loved, becoming unable to keep her voice whisper low like we’d been doing, biting down on her arm and groaning in an effort to keep quiet. The other arm she brought down and her hand was squeezing her breast, matching the rhythm at which I was fucking her with my fingers, slow and steady, while my fingers over her clit sped up, moving in slowly closing circles, pressure all around her clit until she was begging for me not to stop. I could see her chest heaving, her hands twisting and below I could feel how her body was preparing for it, both tightening around my fingers and opening deeper. I whispered to her every nonsensical thought that came into my head about how it felt to touch her and enjoy her tits, her voice, and her body. How it made me unbearably horny to see her enjoying herself with abandon. How I could feel her squeezing my hand just like she did around my dick, how I loved to see her come, to see her gasp and release, exhale until her belly hollowed before dragging the air back into her lungs, spent, sweaty, chest heaving. “Oh, don’t stop, ohhhh. hmmm. I ahh, I’m ooh going to come so good, so, so good” she gasped out.

I focused on maintaining the fast pace, seeing how she went from writhing every which way to going absolutely quiet and still, holding her breath and taking in small gasping sips. I finally felt her clench and spasm around my fingers with a high pitched groan, her chest and legs contracting around her center. She laid her hand on mine, gripping it and pushing it down on her clit to ride out her orgasm, extending her pleasure for longer. I could feel her cunt contract and release under me as I slowed my movement gradually and saw how her breath evened out as tremors continued to shake her core.

My fingers were soaking as I pulled them out from her and I wrapped them around the tip of my cock, sliding them around while figuring if I wanted to fuck her mouth or her cunt, looking down at her wrecked body. She made grabby hands at me from where she was laying blissed out “Give it to me,” she whispered, suddenly pulling my upper arms towards her. “Get on me now, please, I want to feel your dick pounding into me, going so deep and delicious. I want your cock.”

She needed to say no more. I wrapped my hand around her knee and shoved it to one side while lifting it up over my hip. I finally pressed down with my hard cock onto her wetness and then pushed inside to where she was deliciously slick and hot. She moaned loudly when I bottomed out, legs wrapping up around me again and hooking her ankles behind my back. I started going faster and harder as she was begging me to do, my hands pressing on her breasts. I pulled at her knee and she unhooked her foot and let me put her leg up over my shoulder, opening her up wider to let me slide into her even deeper, watching as my cock went in and out of her boneless body, shifting and sliding with every push of my cock, her breasts bouncing every which way, big and soft.

I pulled out from her despite her vocal complaint, to flip her over and pull her ass up to fuck her from behind. Her half-off dress made her look sluttier than if she had been bare naked, halfway off one arm, twisted around and gathered so it pooled to one side on the floor, her bare ass exposed. Her knees slid on the wooden floor and I rammed into her. Her moans only got louder as my balls slammed against her and she fucked back, pounding her ass on my cock and I knelt there in utter bliss, wondering who could hear us and delighting in it, hypnotized once again by my dick disappearing into her and coming out shiny from her juices, with the wet sounds from her cunt and the slap of skin on skin. Her gasps and moans were so hot, I wondered who would be listening in, delighting on the show, hearing her pleasure color her voice. She leaned forward onto her forearms, muffling her mouth by biting on her forearm. I placed one hand on her hip and the other on her shoulder, squeezing and kneading her skin and muscles as I pulled her to me with every push.

I leaned over her back and kissed the back of her neck, biting on the junction between her neck and shoulder where she usually held tension; alternating soft kisses and sharper bites, motivated by her moaning and panting that seemed to pull at my balls. I raised myself up again and slid my hand into her hair. I closed my hand in a fist and pulled her head back, grunting as I got closer to my climax. She was practically squeaking as I slammed into her, again and again and again, feeling I was going higher and higher in pleasure, no longer holding back. I was close, so close. I grabbed at her swinging breasts and pulled her whole upper body up to my chest, so she was sitting impaled on my cock and I could see and grab her tits from over her shoulder, cradling her with my arms squeezing her as I finally came, spilling inside of her with a loud groan and then dealing with the aftershocks while I tried to find a better position that wouldn’t have us crashing down now that had my legs were about to give out from under me.

We were both panting as we collapsed to one side, trying to adjust our position without pulling out, wanting to stay inside her for as long as possible. I had my mouth on her shoulder and was landing soft kisses on those areas that I had previously bit, knowing that she’d be looking at them tomorrow in the mirror with a self satisfied look on her face, sharing looks with me throughout the day whenever she noticed one of the love bites, and a wink when she noticed someone staring at them.

My mind floated unmoored, touching on thoughts and then moving to something else. I loved knowing that people would know how well fucked she’d been tonight, that she had someone taking care of her needs and that someone was me. I knew how men would see her, notice a reddish bruise on her shoulders and neck and know exactly how it had landed there. I wanted them to see her and think of her naked and debauched, glistening with sweat and with my cum dripping down her legs. I thought about all the repeat performances we’d have during the weekend, the new experiences I hoped we’d have. The insatiable lust that would overtake her and I’d see the look in her eyes change from one moment to the next, making me want to push her down onto the floor or against a wall and have my way with her or let her have her way with me.

I hugged and squeezed her hard, whispering “I love you” into her ear. “I love you too” she said sleepily and turned her head towards me “Was I too loud? ” She asked, her forehead crinkled in worry. I kissed her on the side of the mouth and replied “Not for me. I love hearing you enjoy yourself. “. She snuggled contentedly into my arms. We stayed there on the balcony floor, lazy and satisfied. She turned around in my arms, my softening cock slipping out of her. She leveled her gaze on mine “So, I had planned on a blowjob, but it seems we got a bit distracted”. I chuckled. I gasped in fake outraged. “What! Huh! Bait and Switch! you’ll have to owe me one for tomorrow”. She looked at me archly. “Tomorrow? not now?”. I raised my eyebrows in mock shock “Hey lady, I don’t know about you, but I just spent the past 36 hours on a plane and trains and other modes of public transportation and I need my rest.” I paused and kissed her eyelids before continuing ” I just think that if it’s worth doing, it’s worth doing it right. But if you insist, I’ll just lay here and you can try”. She kissed me and replied “I prefer when you are awake. So demanding, I know!” She shifted trying to find a more comfortable position but her dress was caught underneath me and that required both of us sitting up and getting out of each other’s way. I picked up my t-shirt and slipped it on, she wrapped her dress around her and tucked her tits back into her bra. She took a look around looking for something and then back at me, eyes open wide “Shit, I’d forgotten about my underwear! “. I gave her my boxer briefs so she could clean herself up and slid into my jeans commando. I got up and walked into the room. “Where are you going?” she called out behind me.

I rustled around the bathroom and came back with a moistened towel in one hand and the clear acrylic tongs for the ice bucket in the other, clicking them open and shut as I pointed to her and then to the tree. “I’m going to claw machine those pants from that tree and then I’ll keep them as my trophy.” I handed her the towel and reclaimed my briefs, tossing them into the room.

“You’ll have to give them back. I need those, they’re not a trophy. I didn’t pack that much”. I turned and looked at her with a smile. “Who said you would be needing any more underwear for this holiday?”

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