Been a while dear reader. This tale of debauchery happed many moons ago, on a work trip.
I had a mid-morning flight and with my ever growing status got to board early. I grabbed a window with the intent to nap on the way down. Some guy grabbed the isle seat. As the plane was filling up this beautiful young woman came down the aisle. I’ll be direct, we were headed to Miami, there were several gorgeous women on this flight.
She was looking for a spot when the flight attendant, stopped her.
FA: All we have are middles left, why don’t you sit next two these two handsome gentlemen. She fucking winked at me. (The real hero of this story is that flight attendant dear reader)
Her name was L. She was a med student at the University of Miami. Not pre-med, full on med school. She was studying to become a neurologist. Initially she put her head phones in and tuned out the world.
Takeoff was rather rough. Apparently, L wasn’t a fan of flying and especially not of turbulence.
I was trying to get comfy when L grabbed my arm.
L: Sorry, I…I don’t like flying.
B: No worries. Just some wind, it’ll smooth out soon.
More turbulence, I think she left bruises…
B: It’s alright. Look, tell me about yourself?
L: What? Are you really hitting on me right now?
B: No, just trying to keep your mind off the turbulence.
L: Oh…yeah. I’m, I’m sorry. Just nervous and some guy wouldn’t stop following in in the terminal.
B: That’s not good. I’m B by the way.
L: I’m L…
Turbulence… for the love of god I think she broke my arm.
L: L…
With that, I did my best to take her mind off the turbulence and made a quirky new friend.
We landed in Miami and started to disembark. She was just ahead of me as I grabbed my bag and felt a tug on my shoulder.
FA: Did you get the digits?
B: Yes, and thank you.
That flight attendant is the hero this world needs.
L and I talked all the way to baggage claim. I helped her with her bags and out to her shuttle. I lied to the FA though. I had given L my number. At this point in my life I stopped asking for them. If a woman is interested she will call, no need to ask them for a fake number
We said our goodbyes and I headed to grab my rental. I met my traveling buddy for this trip for lunch and then we headed to our clients. During one of my early meetings I got a text from a number back where I lived. I didn’t recognize it.
I just assumed it was spam but checked during a break. It was L. She wanted to thank me for getting her through the flight by taking me to dinner. We worked out the details and I’d pick her up later that evening.
L was tall, almost 6′. She was also rather thin. Not a curve to her, but athletic not a Kate Moss clone (I apologize but I hate describing people’s features). That said I don’t know that I’ve ever date or been with a woman that had a prettier face. Hollywood starlets would have killed to be that naturally beautiful. Long beautiful auburn hair, a Midwestern accent and minimal makeup.
Her personality was the winner folks. We never shut up. We talked for close 3 hrs straight from the time I picked her up to the time I dropped her off. There wasn’t a moment of silence.
B: Thanks for the dinner invitation.
L: Thank you for getting me through that flight.
B: You’d have been fine on your own. You’re an amazing woman.
L: *blushing* I was ready to cry I was so scared.
B: Then I’m glad I was there to help.
And with that she kissed me. Not a peck, but full on tongue. *silence*
L: Come in with me.
B: Sure, I’d feel better walking you to your door anyway.
L: No, come in with me. I want you to stay the night.
B: Oh, I mean I thought that’s what you meant I just didn’t…
L: She cut me off. Shut up and come with me.
She let me in to her building and up to her unit. It was a very modest efficiency. The only room was the bathroom, otherwise it was all one room. The view was nice though, it looked right at the wall of the building next to hers. You have to love college living.
B: Nice digs.
L: Don’t be a smart ass! Take off your pants.
I got my pants off and no sooner did they hit the floor, she started getting my boxers down.
L: I’ve been wanting to see this since our flight. You’re a grower I see.
B: Yeah, why don’t you help it finish growing.
L: Oh, there’s more?
B: *Shit eating grin emoji here*
She began stroking me nice and slowly teasing my tip with her tongue as she collected my pre-cum
B: I want you in my mouth too L. I’ve also been thinking about that since our flight.
L: Not fucking me?
B: That too, but I’d like to have you in my mouth. Maybe it was your fragile state but I want to make you feel like the goddess.
L: Her pale skin turned bright red.
We moved to her couch and I pulled up her dress. She was wearing lace garters and no panties.
She had a nice full bush and smooth as glass lips.
I teased her as I enjoy doing to a woman’s pussy. She seemed to like that, but as I started giving her head she was very specific about how and what she wanted. I freelanced where I could but she kept me in line.
L: That’s really nice. You’re really good.
B: Mind if show you a few things?
L: Ummm…not tonight.
I didn’t argue, she liked what she liked. I started to tease her taint and she quickly pulled me up for a kiss.
L: I don’t do stuff back there.
B: Ok.
L: Let’s move to the bed. I want to ride you.
B: Sounds good to me. Condom?
L: No, I’m clean and have an IUD.
B: Oh, I meant for your protection.
L: I trust you B.
Famous last words….
We moved to her bed. She stripped out of her dress. She was naked except for her garters and pierced nipples.
She really was a sight to see. Tall, not ripped, but in amazing shape. She finally took me into her mouth. I’d describe her technique as having intent. The intent being to, make sure I was throbbing and wet for her to mount. Reading that sounds terrible but in the moment it felt wonderful.
Once my cock was wet enough for her, she mounted me. Her wet slit felt amazing against my tip.
L: Put your hand on my throat.
I rested my hand on her throat.
L: Tighter.
I squeezed but not very hard.
L: Tighter.
I applied enough pressure as to not choke her but to restrict her blood flow a bit. That seemed to be her sweet spot. She slid down my shaft. I don’t mean inched, I mean slid all the way to my base.
L: God you’re thick. I need that.
She squeezed me like a damn vice. Holy shit was she strong. She relaxed her muscles began riding me. I pulled her in for a kiss again, finding her tongue.
I kept consistent pressure on her throat as she road me faster. If not for that concentration I’d have cum rather quickly. Damn she was tight.
She quickened her pace as her orgasm neared.
L: Tighter.
I reluctantly applied more pressure. Her eyes rolled back as her orgasm built. Her moans came out garbled due to my hand on her throat. She shock and bucked on me as she rode it out before collapsing on my chest. I released my hand.
L: God, your hands. I’ve wanted to be in them since this morning. You feel so good. I, yeah…
B: I had started working my hips. You feel good yourself. Squats daily?
L: *giggled* Mmm…you feel safe B. I’ve never let someone choke me like that before, but I knew I was safe.
B: Yeah, you found my limit there L. I don’t do breath play. A lite pressure is one thing but you were at my limit. I’ll be honest, I’m surprised I’m still hard. That took a lot of control I wasn’t prepared for tonight.
L: Oh, I…I didn’t think…I’m…
She started to retreat. She unmounted me and got up.
B: Hey, it was in the moment. Neither one of us really expected this to happen, otherwise we’d have discussed boundaries, limits or a safe word. Given prep I’d gladly dom you but day 1 isn’t that time.
L: I just, I’ve been with guys that have done that too me.
B: Breath Play?
L: No, pushed me past my limits and I didn’t feel strong enough to say stop.
B: Woh, if I had wanted you to stop you’d have stopped.
Silence…
B: Come here.
She came and sat next to me.
B: Look, we can be done if that’s what you need. I’m good with that.
L: I, no, I want to take care of you.
She kissed me again.
L: I just didn’t want to do that too you.
B: Again, I do nothing I don’t want to do. Well, except pay taxes.
She laughed at that.
L: Ummm…so can I make a request of you then?
B: Sure.
L: Would you shower with me? I, I’m not an OCD clean freak but post sex I shower and want my partner to shower.
B: How could I say no to that?
She smiled and led me in to the bathroom. She got the shower going and let me in. It wasn’t huge, but my shower at home isn’t massive either.
L would let me do anything. She bathed my naked body, and even conditioned my shaved head. It was rather intimate.
L: B, can I ask you if you’d be ok with something?
B: You married?
L: No.
B: Post- Op?
L: What the fuck?
B: Bad joke….
L; No, shut up. Aside from earlier I have something I’m really embarrassed about.
B: Shoot.
L: Umm…so I’d like you to claim on me.
B: Claim you how?
L: I want you to piss on me.
B: Oh, well if that’s your thing. I mean we’re in the shower after all.
L: You don’t think I’m weird?
B: I eat ass. I’d like to eat your ass. So no, you’re not weird.
L: I’ve never done that. It just feels dirty.
B: I’ll trade you illicit fetishes.
L: Deal!
With that she kissed me and kneeled before me.
L: Please B…
It took a moment…or two…and then I unleashed on her. She just kneeled there and took it. Eyes and mouth closed as I covered her face and chest.
When I was done she smiled at me and I bathed her. I’ve always been fond of baths or showers as a part of aftercare.
When we got out of the shower she led me back to her bed.
B: Do you want to lay on your belly or your back?
L: My back. I want to see you.
I laid her back gently. She parted her thighs and brought up her knees. Again, I kissed her vulva and teased her clit with my tongue.
B: No talking. Just relax and let me pleasure you.
L: Yes sir.
She lay there, trembling at my touch. I spent time getting her to relax. She slowly melted in my mouth. Then I made my way to her hole.
Again, she tensed.
B: Breath L, I won’t hurt you. Allow yourself to relax. Allow yourself the possibility of pleasure.
I made love to her hole with my mouth. I gave her the best head I have ever given anyone. Little by little she relaxed until she slowly started to moan, to writhe, to feel pleasure she’d never allowed herself to feel before.
L: B?
B: Yes L?
L: This feels amazing but I want you inside me. I want to feel you against me.
I slide up her body. She didn’t hesitate to kiss me. I teased pussy with my tip before sliding into her.
She moaned deep into my mouth. Her legs wrapping around me as I filled her with my cock thrust after thrust.
I fucked her with long deep strokes building up with every moment until I erupted inside her tight hole. She wrapped her long legs around me as pulled me deep with each spasm.
We kissed as my orgasm subsided. Passion and pleasure filling both of us.
L: Roll me on top of you.
I did as she asked. We stayed there a moment before she slid off me. My cum dribbling out on to my stomach.
L: Don’t move.
I didn’t. She reached back between her thighs an gathered the cum still dribbling out of her in her palm and then licked it clean.
She moved down me cleaning the cum off my stomach with her tongue before sucking every remaining drop from my cock.
B: Sit on my face.
L: What?
B: Sit of my face, now.
She did as I told her. I licked and ate her pussy clean.
B: Now kiss me.
Both acts surprised her, but again she did as she was told.
Her vaginal fluids and my semen mixed in our mouths.
She relaxed and lay against me.
L: I’ve never met anyone like you.
B; That’s probably for the best.
L: Will you stay tonight?
B: Yes, but I’ll need to leave early for work. I’ll try not to wake you.
L: Ok.
We snuggled up and dozed off.
This is Part 1 of what will be a two or three part posting. It depends on length or transition points. As always, thank you for reading.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/szmlou/the_golden_era_in_miami_part_1_mf