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Nick took several deep breaths as he stepped out into the lobby in an attempt to slow his heart. It had been racing ever since Beth's message to say she had arrived. Stupidly he still felt nervous, even though they'd spent weeks online getting to know one another and, more recently, a whole night of incredible, uninhibited sex.
He'd thought about that night every day since, reliving it over and over in his mind, savoring every precious moment. They'd since had a few short steamy sessions on the chat forum but it had quickly become obvious that they needed to meet again and soon. So here they were with another solitary night, this time in an airport hotel, a stopover between his work trips.
He entered the hotel bar and saw her immediately sitting to one side, a colorful drink in hand. She glanced up as he approached and her smile, warm and expectant, caused his racing heart to trip and cartwheel away from him. He recalled that first moment together in her house when she'd taken hold of him and brought his lips to hers, the moment that he'd known with certainty that he was going to fall for her.
"Hi," he said as Beth rose to greet him.
"Hi yourself," she replied.
They embraced and kissed and he tasted raspberry on her lips. She took her seat again and he sat beside her, his hand resting on hers, not wanting to break the contact they'd started. A waiter approached to take his order.
Nick glanced at Beth's drink. "What is that?"
"Raspberry gin, with tonic," she replied.
"Okay, we'll have two more of those." Nick said to the waiter.
"Of course sir," responded the waiter and returned to the bar.
Nick turned to Beth again. "I'm glad you're here. I've done nothing but think of you for the past two weeks. It's been torture."
"You like it," she said with a grin. "I hope you did what I asked."
"Of course, I've not touched myself for over a week. That's why it's been torture!"
"Oh poor little Nick, it must have been so difficult with me saying all those naughty things to you each night?"
They fell silent as the waiter returned with their drinks, but from the look in his eye Nick felt sure that he'd been listening. He felt his face redden.
"It was," hissed Nick, when they were alone again, "You're a bloody tease."
"No orgasms for Nick makes him such a desperate boy, " she responded.
"You too, I bet."
"Oh no, I've had loads of orgasms."
"What the hell? I thought we were saving it for tonight."
"No. Just you. So sweet of you to do it for me. In fact just the thought of you squirming in desperation each night got me nice and wet, ready for a lovely orgasm just before bedtime."
"Fucking hell, Beth."
"Are you desperate Nick? Are you hard now?"
He nodded.
Beth reached under the table and placed her hand on his hardness.
"Oh yes, you are. Is that because I'm here, saying naughty things to you again?"
He nodded again, his mouth too dry to speak. Her hand was stroking him through his trousers.
"I can't wait to give you what you've been waiting for. You're going to come in fountains when I'm done with you."
Nick groaned loud enough for a woman at the next table to glance over.
"Come on, drink up, let's not waste our time down here."
Beth drained her drink and waited for Nick to follow suit. Then, taking his hand she left the table, pulling him awkwardly behind her.
"Beth," he hissed. "I can't, not like this."
"Of course you can," she said breezily, glancing back at the tent in his pants. "Don't be ashamed of how you feel about me."
"I'm not. I'm just... oh fuck it."
Nick marched behind her, eyes fixed squarely on her rear, until they reached the elevator. Beth was grinning, loving to tease him like this. The ride up to his room was excruciating, the wall mirrors meant that no-one else in the elevator had any misconceptions about what state he was in.
As soon as they entered the room, before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, she was kissing him, pushing him back against the door. He pulled her onto him, one hand on her ass, the other on the back of her neck, her thigh between his, pushing against him. Her hair fell across him and they kissed deeply and then broke apart gasping and laughing.
Wiping her mouth she looked around appreciatively. "Very nice room. That bed is huge!"
"Thought we might need some space to spread out a bit," he said.
"I like it." She turned back to him. "Why aren't you undressing me?"
Nick didn't wait to be asked again. He unbuttoned her blouse and opened it to reveal her chest and heavy breasts barely held by her bra. He slipped the blouse down and off her arms and leaned forward to kiss the flowers on her upper arm. He felt her watching him.
"What?" he said.
"You're very sweet, but you're just too damn slow. Come on, strip, I want you in the shower now." Without waiting for an answer she shed the rest of her clothes and headed for the bathroom.
Together görükle escort they stepped into the steam filled cubicle, barely large enough to contain them. The spray rained tropical heat over their bodies as they entwined their limbs, hands exploring freshly exposed skin. He clasped her tightly squashing her breasts flat against his chest, pressing his hardness against her stomach.
She reached up, took hold of his chin and pulled his mouth to hers. Their lips met briefly, water spilling down their faces. He lifted away slightly, wanting to see her reaction as he slid his hand down her back, but she pulled insistently at the back of his neck for him to return. Their lips crushed together and after a moment he felt hers part slightly. She sucked his bottom lip into her mouth sending ice bolts down his spine. He pressed his tongue against her mouth but she refused to open, biting and holding onto his lip gently but firmly. Their eyes met briefly and in them he saw determination and hunger.
Then she was pressing him back against the slick tiles, lips still locked, her hand travelling down to grasp his cock. She took a firm hold of him, sliding her hand to the base of his shaft and squeezing tight. Her teeth had hold of his lip and her free hand was pinning his against the wall. She rubbed her body over his, her stiff nipples prominent against his chest. He tried to reach down to her crotch but she elbowed him away and thrust her tongue into his mouth. They kissed feverishly and repeatedly as she moved her hand back and forth along his length.
Nick felt powerless under her passionate assault on him. He knew he was stronger and could easily have swung her round against the wall and taken her like she was taking him, but there was something deeply energizing about the way she was leading him. He wanted her, wanted to fuck her there and then.
It almost felt painful when her hand left his crotch. She grabbed his arms and pushed them above his head, thrusting the whole of her naked body against his. The spray from the shower ran down her body in rivers as she writhed against him, her crotch rough against his sensitive cock. She nibbled at his ears, neck and chest, exploring him with her mouth all the while keeping him pressed against the tiles, his arms held aloft unable to resist.
After some minutes she backed off, breathing heavily. "Wash up then get out," she said.
He washed himself quickly and awkwardly in the confined space and then stepped out, leaving her to follow suit. He wrapped a towel around himself and waited with one for her. The steamy glass of the cubicle obscured his view except for the occasional glimpse of buttock or arm as she moved around. These tantalising morsels of her gorgeous body were more than enough to keep him on edge.
She emerged nude and pink from the heat to stand before him eyeing him up and down. Nick feasted on the sight of her nakedness. Her dark hair hung in damp loose tangles on the pale skin of her shoulders. Her breasts were large and invitingly curved.
He held out the towel but she had other plans. "Why don't you get on your knees, sweetie," she said.
Nick laughed nervously. Surely she didn't really mean it. He scanned her face looking for some indication of the joke she was playing, but all he found was an aloof seriousness.
"Down you go," she repeated, her voice firm and commanding.
He fell to his knees.
She took a step toward him until his face was just a few inches from her crotch. Her hips and thighs glowed from the heat of the shower. Her hair was trimmed short into a very neat triangle. Water droplets lay scattered like diamonds across her mound.
She parted her legs slightly giving him a flash of pinkness within then took half a step forward until her pussy rested on his lips. He gazed up at her, past the rise of her tummy and between her aroused nipples to her face which looked down, holding him in her stare.
He reached up to her bare ass, but she gently tapped his hand away. "Put your hands behind your back," she said evenly.
Nick clasped his wrists together and tentatively probed her with his tongue. He maneuvered his way between her outer lips into the dampness beyond. She tasted fresh with a hint of her own juices. He'd gone down on her before but not like this, never at her command. He pushed his face deeper into her, his tongue seeking out her opening, tasting sharpness as he entered her.
She moaned contentedly as she felt his wet tongue open her and slide in. She savoured the moment of having a man on his knees, in thrall to her sex. It gave her such a rush that she almost shook with excitement. The longer the moment held the more intense her feeling of empowerment grew. She felt herself grow wetter and smiled to herself as a small gush of juices erupted over his tongue. She could feel it running down her thigh. The thought of it trickling onto his lips and down his chin was exquisite.
"Nick," she said. "Did you ever dream that one day a woman like bursa merkez escort me might find you?"
He pulled back to look up at her. "I hoped. I let myself hope for a long time, until I thought my time had passed. Then you entered my life."
She pressed his head back between her legs.
"I know what you feel Nick. I read it in your words, hear it in your voice. The edge of something special. I want you to know I feel it too." She let out a gasp as his tongue stroked her gently.
He paused and she could feel his breath on her sensitive lips, hovering over her. Then she felt his tongue lick unbearably slowly up along to her clit and back down. He took his time, enjoying being so close to her. He pressed his lips against her pussy lips, sucking them into his mouth just as she had taken his lips into hers. He gently took hold of her with his teeth and pulled, stretching her, sending electric tingles up her spine.
Beth squeezed her legs against him, holding him in place as he licked her. Nick pulled back a little, catching his breath, face slick with juices. Then she felt him lick in zig zags upwards until he was at the base of her clit. She couldn't hold back a moan as Nick enveloped her in his mouth, flicking her sensitive nub with the tip of his tongue. He probed it gently for a while then kissed around it, returning repeatedly to her clitoris with his tongue, enjoying her moans as he flicked against it, backing off each time they grew loud and insistent.
They both know that she was close to coming but Nick deliberately held her at the edge, feeling the tension in her legs and stomach and hearing the slight change in her breathing that heralded the first taste of orgasm. He slowed down, using lazy movements of his tongue to heep her at bay. Her legs were trembling now and she leant back to support herself on the basin.
She called to him in urgency, needing him to release her. He unclasped his hands and took hold of her, pulling himself closer and deeper into her. It took only a few seconds and then her legs began to shake violently as she felt herself coming, hands gripping the basin with white knuckles, panting in huge gasps. Suddenly she clamped him tightly between her thighs and emitted a long moan of pleasure as the orgasm crashed through her. Nick kept with her, prolonging it as long as he could, loving the sound and feel of her as she came against him, soaking his face with her juices. Eventually she slipped down onto the floor and leaned against him, her breathing ragged and face flushed bright red.
He put his arms around her and held her tight, his fingers stroking her arm, his face in her long hair.
"You ok?" he asked gently.
"Yeah. That was... erm... much more intense than I was expecting."
"Good. That's what I wanted for you."
She took his chin in her hand and turned his face to look at hers. "You're adorable, you know."
He blushed and tried to look away.
"Don't hide, I mean it," she said.
He nodded. "You're pretty cute yourself."
"Pretty cute?" she snorted. "Is that the best you can do?"
He laughed. "Yes. I'm not great with the compliments. You're hot too."
"So I'm cute. And hot."
"And gorgeous and incredible and smart..."
"Okay I get it," she laughed. "Come on, I need to get somewhere more comfortable than the bathroom floor."
He scrambled up and took her hand and headed for the bed where she sat astride his legs looking down at his rigid cock which was straining and red.
"So, you've been keeping this for me, have you?"
Her fingernails stroked the length of him, causing him to clench the muscles around his groin and thighs.
"It's not been easy Beth."
"I'll bet it hasn't. Did you not even touch it?"
"Well... I might have a bit."
"How? Like this?" she held his cock with the tips of her finger and thumb, as light as a feather. She smiled as she saw a shiver run up his body.
"No. A proper grip. That's just teasing me."
"No, this would be teasing," she said and ran one fingernail lightly across the head of his penis, spreading the juices that he'd been leaking since they'd got on the bed.
His whole body shook and he tried to grab her hand to stop her, which she batted away, glaring at him.
"No, you don't get to stop me," she said sternly. "I can tie you up, you know, but I thought you'd show some self restraint."
"I will... it's just... I really need this."
"I know you do, and that's what's so much fun!" she grinned. "Why don't I give you a proper hand?"
Beth took hold of his cock firmly in her hand and stroked slowly down, watching Nick's face intently. He gripped the covers at his side tightly as she stroked back up and over his cock head.
"Oh my god Beth, that's incredible," he gasped. "Just keep doing that."
"Okay, sweetness," she said musically and sped up her strokes slightly, still watching him. Her other hand massaged his balls rhythmically. She bursa sınırsız escort could see the building tension in his face and felt the muscles in his legs grow tauter as she brought him close to orgasm. Then she heard him begin to make "oh" sounds at the back of his throat, becoming more rapid as he headed for climax. Just as she judged he was about to come she clamped her hand tightly at the base of his cock and closed her other hand over his balls just as firmly.
"Oh fuck no," Nick cried as the prospect of his orgasm faded. His groin knotted deep inside and his knuckles turned white as he pulled at the covers beneath him. "Why Beth? Why?"
She giggled at his plight and felt her juices well up and trickle onto his legs. His face was a beautiful mix of ecstasy and agony and his cock was pulsing manically in her hand.
"Okay, enough playing," she said with a smile and began to stroke him again.
He glared at her warily, despite loving the sensations she was giving him. It took just a few minutes before he felt another orgasm building inside him. Her hand glided over his shaft and sensitive tip, urging him on to shoot his cum.
"Don't stop this time Beth, please," he heard himself plead. "Let me come this time, please."
"Just lie back and enjoy it."
She stroked on for a while longer, giving him time to enjoy the moment. She started moaning herself, turning him on even more, her hands working hard on his shaft and balls. Their eyes were locked on one another's, watching for signs of the other's intentions. Nick pushed his pelvis up toward her, trying to fuck her hand.
"How are you doing sweetie?" she asked.
He hesitated, holding his breath. She could tell he was really close.
"Tell me," she said.
"I think... I might be... coming..."
"Not yet, not like this," she giggled and let go of his cock, falling forward so her hands fell onto his arms, pinning him in place.
"Noooo. Fuck." Nick cried, tears welling in his eyes. He struggled to throw her off, trying miserably to reach himself to finish what she'd started. She held him firm, locking him in place.
She arched her back, careful not to brush his sensitive member, and pressed her mouth to his, stifling his moans. He shook his head but she subdued him with her lips until he was calm. She sat up and wiped away a tear from his cheek.
"This time," she said. "I promise."
His eyes widened, unsure whether to trust her or not. He shook his head. "Don't make promises you won't keep."
"I promise. But you must tell me when you're about to come. I want to see it."
Once again she took him in her hand, but this time she leaned forward until her lips were inches from the end of his cock. Her hair fell in cascades over his thighs, a million tiny threads of pleasure. He could feel her hot breath on him as she moved her hand slowly up and down him. She stared intently at his rigid cock, seemingly transfixed. It moved to the pulse of his heart and after a dozen beats she dropped down and kissed the tip.
He almost exploded with excitement as he felt her soft lips touch him. He held himself together just in time to feel her tongue flick across the head of his cock and into the slit, seeking out his precum. Her hand continued to stroke him gently as her tongue circled around hitting every nerve ending in his over-sensitive cock.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," Nick started repeating under his breath, trying to keep himself from coming. She had turned the tables completely and now he just wanted to prolong this delicious agony.
Her eyes caught his and he saw her grin just before she slid her lips down his shaft to take him fully into her mouth. Her warm wetness engulfed him, followed by the slippery probing of her tongue. Sucking firmly she began to bob her head, rising up so just the tip of him was in her, then plunging down to bury his cock at the back of her throat, her fist gliding over his shaft.
Despite all his efforts to delay it Nick felt the familiar tightening of his balls and the pressure at the base of his cock that signaled his orgasm was near. He stayed silent, fearful that she would stop too soon. He wanted to wait until the point of no return.
She must have sensed something because she slowed down and concentrated on sucking just the head of his cock, using her hands on his shaft and balls, watching his face with upturned eyes.
"Beth..." he murmured after a few moments and she quickly pulled her lips off of him, sitting up in her naked glory. With just two more strokes of her hand Nick gave a loud moan and shot a stream of cum high in the air, landing in a hot sticky mess on his chest. Beth squealed in delight, pumping her hand so each stroke shot another arc onto his belly. Eventually only a small drop remained which she squeezed out of him onto her fingertip. She held it up for him to see then licked it clean.
"Ohhhh that was incredible," said Nick when he got his breath back. "I just kept coming."
"See I said it would be worth the wait. I thought you were never going to stop."
"Me neither. I feel totally drained."
"Here." She threw him a towel to clean up with then took hold of his still hard cock again.
"Careful, I'm not quite recovered yet."