Author: mialiala

This is Part 3 of my adventures after travelling 4,000 miles to have a super romantic and super hot summer fling with a man I’d met on holiday in Greece the year before. Check out Part 2 for a (literally and figuratively) steamy session in the hot spring!

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It was two days after our very public steamy sex in the hot springs, and we were still so wrapped up in each other that we were going about our road trip in a state of perpetual arousal. I’d never felt this continually turned on, ever, and we still had five days to go.

It probably didn’t help, then, that we had a horse riding excursion booked for that day. Being from Colorado, he knew how to ride western style and wanted to help me – trained in the much more formal English style of riding – to loosen up! Unfortunately, the ride had the opposite effect for both of us: we spend the majority of the ride checking out each other’s asses as we bounced along in our saddles, and the constant up-and-down motion didn’t do much to cool my lust, either! Read more »

This is Part 2 of my tale of holiday romance in the Colorado Rockies with a man I’d met on another holiday in Greece the year before. Part 1 was about how we had sex for the first time after a year of anticipation! I really appreciated all your positive responses!

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It was a few days into our road trip through the Rocky Mountains, and we’d arrived at a well-known hot spring with a clothing-optional policy once the sun had set. We’d spent most of the day either in the hot springs, laying in the sun, or having delicious sex in our tent. After almost a year of waiting to meet again, we couldn’t get enough of each other.

So when the sun finally set, we were already exhausted. But the opportunity to get naked in public gave us a second wind and we made our way back to the springs. Even out of the water, I was already wet: he’d taken to making me walk in front of him so that he could watch my ass, and just knowing that someone was lusting over me just for walking normally made me feel unbelievably sexy. Read more »

I’d been waiting for this moment for most of a year. We’d met the summer before on a Greek island-hopping small boat tour. He was American, tanned (he’d already been travelling for several months at this point), his wavy hair bleached blonde by the sun. He was a little younger than I was, but I’d quickly learned during our time on the boat that he was more mature than any other man my age I’d met before. That week on the boat crackled with sexual tension, but we were both too shy to act on it. We parted ways without so much as a kiss, him continuing his travels and me heading home, feeling a little emptier than before.

We kept in touch, despite the 4000 mile distance between us, and the conversations we had over the next ten months just confirmed how badly I needed him. Before long, we’d made plans to meet again, in the mountains. He met me at the airport in Colorado and just catching sight of him, all tan and blonde and biceps and white teeth, made me feel as though electricity was shooting through my veins. Read more »

NOTE: this happened back when I was still at university training to be a teacher. I had a 6 month unpaid placement at a school with the hottest head of PE you ever saw. We’d been sleeping together for about 4 months and we’d done it once in this old, disused store cupboard after school, but this time was different! I’d never do this now as a professional teacher, but that just makes it even more exciting to remember this. I actually wrote this a while ago before I discovered this sub – what a perfect place to share it!

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Do you have time for a quick meeting?” I asked, looking him directly in the eye and then sliding my gaze down, where I could already see the bulge that was impossible to hide beneath the flimsy fabric of his athletic shorts. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

“Lead the way,” he managed, but I was already doing it, heading towards the second store cupboard, the one on the other side of the sports building, full of dusty equipment that rarely gets used. Read more »