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As it had done for so many people, 2020 took its toll on Chanel and Nick's lives. Their worlds had been turned upside down. Nick had been laid off from his work and Chanel had been kept extra busy with her nursing at the hospital; and with him living in the U.S. and her Canada, getting together was not possible as borders had remained closed due to the global pandemic. They were so close, yet so far away.
Fast forward to September of 2021. The vaccines were out. Active Covid cases were down and borders were opening. Nick had returned to work which offered him many travel opportunities; so with much caution and planning, the highly anticipated reunion was in the works. They had talked about it for over a year, at times wondering if it would ever really happen. But here it was Sept 30th and it was very real.
Chanel was the first to arrive at the hotel this time. Her flight into NYC had been smooth and was on time. She had an hour to prepare before Nick would arrive from the airport. She opened her bag, her magical bag. Over the last year and a half, she had been adding special things to it, all things that she knew would excite Nick. She had thought of so many different ways of greeting him when he walked in, she wasn't sure how much of it she would use, let alone which to choose now.
From the bag, she took out the oversized Seattle Mariners jersey she had bought, knowing full well he would love seeing her in it. She hung the jersey on the back of the chair. This would be for later. She rummaged through her bag. Ah yes, the fishnet crotchless bodysuit. She looked at the package. She hadn't even tried it on, wanting it to be fresh out of the package when he saw it. She wasn't sure why she hadn't tried it on; maybe she was afraid of ripping it somehow, and it needed to last at least long enough for Nick to see it whole.
As she undressed and put the suit on, she notice how Covid had provided her with slightly more voluptuous breasts than their first meeting. Her bosom stretched the lacy top of the suit. She looked in the mirror and smiled knowing full well Nick enjoyed the fullness of her chest.
Back into her bag, she pulled out the black skirt. It was a loose fit and short, staying a good 6 inches above her knees when standing straight. Chanel would never wear such a short skirt in public. Her full body wouldn't allow it. But in private, it was a must. She stepped into the skirt and raised it to her waist. It fit perfectly and felt so soft to the touch. The fishnet body suit allowed enough exposed skin that her legs and ass could feel the soft sweeps of the fabric as she moved.
A loose fitting, open front, wrap around, black sheer top completed the ensemble. With the chest area opened to see the lacy top of the body suit, the fabric barely covered her breasts. Her nipples protruded against both the bodysuit and sheer top and their outline was clear as Chanel looked in the mirror. She smiled at herself, knowing she had chosen well. Her 3 inch heels were the final touch.
Before putting the bag away, she took out the blindfold she had sewn out of red Sateen. She placed it on the side table next to the bed. Beside it, she placed the bottle of massage oil. That would be enough for now. The rest of her things in the bag could wait until the next day. They were spending 3 days together after all. She had to pace herself.
Chanel looked at the time. Nick would be there any minute. The mere thought of him made her body shiver. She knew her pussy was already wet with anticipation. She was nervous and excited all at once. Rather than pacing the floor, she opted to go outside on the balcony. The 15th floor balcony offered a view of the busy streets below. To her right, she could see part of Central Park.
Across the street was a large building she assumed contained business offices. The sun was starting to come down and she could see many offices had lights on.
"Poor workaholics," she thought.
In one window, probably 3 floors higher than she was, she noticed a man in a suit seeming to be looking in her direction. For fun, she waved at him. To her surprise, he waved back. She smiled.
"New Yorkers are friendly after all," she thought.
Chanel nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt a hand lift her skirt to grope her left ass cheek. It was Nick. With the sound of the wind, Chanel hadn't heard him come in. She quickly anadolu yakası escort turned toward him and didn't have time to say a word before Nick's lips were on hers. Hungrily he kissed her. His right fingers were meshed in her hair as he held her face tightly against his. His left arm caressed her back and made its way to her ass. His desire for her was unmistakable. They kissed for several minutes, tongues tasting each other.
When they finally stopped for a breath, Chanel felt weak at the knees and put her arms around his neck as if looking for support. She pulled her head back to look into his eye, and with a grin said "Hello Stranger!"
"I've been waiting a long time for this. You look amazing!" said Nick.
Nick stepped back and took in the full sight of her. The lust in his eyes was evident. So too was the bulge in his pants. He definitely liked what he saw.
His gaze went to her chest, that beautiful full bosom. His hands swept the sheer fabric away from her breasts as he caressed the outline of her perfect orbs. Gently his thumbs both landed on her nipples. Erect and forcing against the lacy fabric, her sensitive nubs were begging to be released.
"I'll buy you a new one." Nick said as he lifted the fabric away from her left breast and he forced a finger through the fabric. In a quick motion, he had stretched the hole to expose her left breast completely. Without missing a beat, he did the same on the right side.
With both breasts bouncing freely to his touch he quickly started kneading them and suckling on them eagerly.
"These are absolutely perfect." Chanel heard him say as she leaned against the balcony railing, puffing her chest toward him.
Nick's right hand made its way to the back of Chanel's head as he brought her in close for a long hard kiss. His left hand still enjoying her breasts slowly started gliding down her abdomen, then over her skirt until it rested on her mound with her skirt between their skins. After just a few seconds of gentle massage over her sacred area, he moved the skirt up to touch her hot wet labia. Having continued to kiss her intensely, he began stroking his middle finger between her folds.
Chanel gasped into his mouth as his finger increased its intensity over her clit. She could hear her moisture as he stroked harder, faster. Steadily his finger went further in with every stroke until Chanel's tight pussy was able to feel it deep inside, massaging her in just the right spot. His touch made her shiver.
Nick pulled his face away from hers as his mouth approached her left ear.
"Is your mouth as hungry as your pussy Sweetheart?" Nick pulled his finger out of her pussy and brought it to her mouth. Chanel opened her lips and sucked on Nick's finger, eagerly tasting her own juice.
Chanel's hands quickly went to Nick's pants as they felt the incredible hard bulge behind the fabric. After a quick glide over his covered member, Chanel unzipped and unbuttoned his pants. The underwear was pushed aside quickly and her throbbing prize was revealed. She still marveled at how incredibly hard he got for her.
His tip was already wet. He needed her now! After a few strokes of her hand, Chanel looked intensely into Nick's eyes and she began her descent. As she gracefully got on her knees in front of him, Chanel lowered Nick's pants to his ankles. One hand on his rock hard cock and the other cupping his balls, she began stroking lightly.
"Your cock is amazing." Mesmerized, she began circling the tip letting the pre-cum glide under her finger. How she loved that feeling of her fingers moving so effortlessly over his cock head.
"It's all yours Baby. Enjoy!" Nick said as he leaned back against the railing.
Chanel's finger swirled around the cock head sometimes stopping just below the head and making little circles on his magic spot. After a few twitches of the cock, Chanel was compelled to lick the tip. His nectar was so sweet to her. She took his tip in her mouth and wrapped her lips around it. It was so smooth, so full.
In and out, she took in his tip repeatedly. She worked her way down allowing Nick's cock to go further into her mouth. When she had made her way halfway down she opened her mouth wide and angled her head to allow his cock further access. As it breached the back of her throat, her tongue massaged ataşehir escort the base of his cock. Nick's abs contracted as he reacted to her new technique. She had done some research since they last met and she was quite proud of her new found knowledge.
Every twitch, every pulse made Chanel want to go deeper. Mouth wide open, she began fucking his cock with her throat. Her eyes watered as she looked up at him and she gagged a few times. Apart from a few moments here and there that she needed to catch her breath, she kept going. Nick grabbed her head and began pumping his rock hard cock in her mouth. Every gasp for air Chanel made caused his cock to get even harder. He was so hard it hurt, but he loved it.
"How do you do this to me?" he exclaimed. He was ready to blow so soon and wouldn't have it. He slowed his rhythm and stopped while on the cusp of an orgasm. He quickly took his cock out of her mouth before she could take him over the edge.
In what seemed like one quick move, Nick had Chanel on her feet and turned around leaning forward against the railing. Her breasts were resting on the outer edge. Nick barely had to lift her skirt as it rode up naturally in that position. The fishnet covering her ass was a sight to behold. He marveled at the texture against her soft skin.
"Spread your legs!" he said as he grabbed his hard cock to ready it for entry. Chanel did as she was told and arched her back so her ass was perfectly angled for Nick.
Nick slid his throbbing cock up and down Chanel's wet slit several times before entering her. He went in fast and made her gasp. Her pussy was so tight that he had felt a resistance and paused when he was fully in. He leaned forward against her and reached over to grab her breasts as they swayed over the railing. After a few moments, his hands slid back to her hips as he held on and started a slower rhythmic stride in and out of her.
Chanel moaned with every entry as her body adapted to his fullness. She had waited so long to feel him again. As he felt she was ready, Nick increased his speed and intensity. His cock needed to feel that tightness. Every thrust in generated an impulse that resonated throughout his body. Each one of Chanel's moans made him push harder and faster. This pussy was his and he was owning it.
Chanel braced herself against the railing as she felt the energy growing inside her. Nick didn't slow down as he felt her start to quiver. He slapped her ass twice and kept pounding harder, faster. Chanel's breasts ached as they slapped the outer edge of the railing. Finally, she couldn't hold back anymore and her body spasmed as her pussy clenched Nick's pulsating cock.
Nick gave one last deep thrust as he grabbed her by the waist and pushed his member as deep as it could go. The clenching of Chanel's pussy was too much for him to resist as he moaned loudly and released his load in her inner depths. His balls contacted with each spray of his hot cum that gushed inside her. Chanel cried out in ecstasy and she felt his warm juice dripping from her drenched pussy.
They stayed connected for a long moment as they both descended from their climactic eruption supporting each other physically so neither fell to the floor. With both still trying to catch their breath, slowly Nick slid his cock out of Chanel and he turned her around. With both hands, he held her face staring at her with amazement. Gently he wiped the mascara that had run down her cheeks. She smiled sweetly at him.
"Look at the state I'm in," Chanel said, motioning to her exposed bosom." I need to fix myself up."
"Let me help you with that." said Nick as he took her by the hand and guided her inside to the washroom. "We could both use a little freshening up."
In the washroom, Nick helped Chanel out of her torn garment. "I really will buy you another or maybe even a few. I quite enjoyed ripping your clothing." he said in a cocky bad boy tone. Chanel smiled coyly as she began unbuttoning Nick's shirt. Her moves were so gentle and seductive. Her fingers glided gently on his chest as they made their way to his shoulders to remove the shirt. She let the shirt fall on the floor as her erect nipples slid against his chest.
Nick looked into her eyes and then onto her chest. How he adored that chest. He put his hands around her resting them on her sides under her ümraniye escort arms. Nick began caressing her rib cage and worked his way under her breasts. In one smooth gesture, he raised his hands up her chest lifting her bosom from underneath. He marveled at the size, shape and weight of them. "Absolute perfection!" he said softly as if talking to himself.
After a few moments Chanel leaned and kissed him seemingly taking him out of his trance. Nick quickly let go of her breasts and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her intensely. With lips still locked together, they slowly made their way to the shower. Nick reached over and got the water running. They stopped kissing momentarily to get into the shower.
Chanel stood with her back to the shower head, water drenching her long brown hair and streaming down her shoulders onto her chest. Nick reached for the shampoo bottle and put some on his palm. He rubbed his hands together and put them on Chanel's hair. Facing her, he gently massaged the shampoo into a rich lather. He watched in amazement as the suds descended onto her chest as the water rinsed them away.
"As if they weren't already perfect." he said, following the suds trail with his finger until it reached her right nipple. He gave it a little pinch that made Chanel gasp slightly. This made him smile. She loved seeing his smile. It was so real, so genuine.
Chanel grabbed the washcloth and put some soap on it before handing it to Nick. He slowly moved the cloth over her body soaping up every inch of her. He paid particular attention when the cloth was between her legs. There were a few extra strokes of the cloth there which Chanel completely appreciated.
"Your turn." said Chanel as she motioned him to switch places with her. The water now beating down on his back, Chanel proceeded to wash his hair. She had the magic touch. Nick closed his eyes as she massaged his scalp so gently and seductively. He wasn't sure which sensation he was enjoying more at this point, her amazing touch or the throbbing of his engorged cock. It was the cock, definitely the cock. Nick leaned back into the water to rinse his hair and then cradled Chanel's face with his hands as he hungrily kissed her. After a minute, he stopped kissing her and stared into her eyes as his hands went to her shoulders and gently pushed down on them. Chanel smiled knowing that was her cue.
Carefully, Chanel got on her knees in front of him. As water bounced off of Nick onto her, she grabbed his manhood with one hand and wiped the water from her face with the other. She began stroking with her hand rather quickly. This cock did not need any prep work. He was hard and ready. She soon took him in her mouth. This was not slow and seductive. She was hungry for him.
Eagerly, she took him in. Moaning, going deep at times, and sucking the hell out of his tip at other times. Nick did not stand a chance. It was not long before he felt his abs contract and he found himself almost leaning over Chanel and holding her head tight against his groin as he shot his hot cum down her throat. Squirt after squirt, she took it all. It took Nick a few seconds to catch his breath and release his hold on Chanel. She gasped for air as he took his cock out of her mouth. She was visibly winded but also visibly proud of herself.
"Fucking hell woman!" Nick heard himself say as he looked at Chanel in awe. "The things you do to me" he said shaking his head in wonder.
After drying off, Nick put on one of the hotel robes. While Chanel spent a few minutes towel drying her hair, Nick went back to the balcony to lay on a lounger that was out there. Once somewhat dry, Chanel put on the jersey. It barely covered her ass but she liked it that way. She wore nothing else. The slight breeze on her pussy was refreshing.
Chanel found Nick on the lounger. He looked so content. Chanel laid beside him as he embraced her in his arms.
As they lay there together, they heard a knock at the door.
"Room Service!"
Both looked at each other puzzled.
"Did you?"
"No, did you?"
Pulling down on her Jersey in a sudden need for modesty, Chanel got up off the lounger and made her way to the door. Upon opening the door, she saw a hotel employee with a bottle of champagne.
"We didn't order anything."
"It was called in." replied the employee.
Chanel took the bottle and brought it to Nick. On the bottle was a note.
"Thank you for the show.
Please accept this gift as a sign of appreciation."
Signed Your friend from across the street.
Chanel looked at Nick and then across to where she had waved to the man in the suit earlier. There he was raising a glass to them.