”He gave me a look across the dinner table that said ”I will devour you, every bit of you”. My body shivered with excitement.
For the remainder of the dinner everything he did, biting off a piece of juicy melon or sipping from his drink, touching my leg with his leg, or licking his finger, everything he did had an immediate response within my body. I couldn’t conceal it from him. He saw it all. The effect his every move has on me. All the time. I was so excited. My whole body trembling from inside.
Trembles starting at the epicenter of my being. In my root chakra. In my vagina. Making its way through the highways it has transformed the earlier tiny, untraveled pathways of neuronal transmitting. He was the reason for this too.
Dinner was cleared away and we were all alone on the terrace. The evening was slowly getting darker and soon it would only be the moon light that would show us the way up to the house. We had not left any lights on inside and as the chef left the villa was in darkness. I could see the curtains in the open windows following the wind gently.
A finger stroke the inside of my thigh, from the inside of my heel all the way up to there. Then on the other thigh. I felt my response. I got wet. I leaned back in my chair and let go of thoughts, just indulging into pleasure from the fingertips tracing their ways up and down the inside of my thighs. Teasing and exploring.
A hand took mine and led me to the sofa in the far corner of the terrace. We could hear the noises from the harbor. No one could see us. He placed me on my knees with elbows resting on the back of the sofa. As if I should be watching the sun set in the Mediterranean. He knows damn well I close my eyes when in pleasure.
Firm hand on my lower back. Finger easing into my panties, pulling them aside. Something cool dripping onto my outer labia. Immediately followed by a warm, exploring tongue. He licked me all over. Put the ice cube in his mouth and swiped it all over my pussy too. Made me ask for his warm tongue again. Made me wait for it.
He pulled my blue dress up to my hips. Then used his teeth to take my panties off.
He sat down on the floor beneath the sofa and licked me from the other direction. It was hot. He is hot. Fingers inside me. Teasing my g-spot. Stopping. A first wave of unstoppable orgasms flowing through the highways inside me. Its like every time he stops, the response from my body is there….orgasms in waves, keep rolling in on me.
I made a few sounds of pleasure. More dripping of some sort onto my pussy and ass. Rubbing my butt cheeks with oil. My pussy and ass too. I was shivering on my knees in the sofa when he put his hands on my hips and pulled me backwards to meet him and his cock. I leaned forward and placed my hands on the sofa, standing with my dress around my waist, in my highest heels. He lets his cock tease my ass and pussy before he enters me slowly. Pussy yearning for thrusts. Pussy yearning to be opened. Ass wanting play as well.
I took off my dress and leaned more into his cock. My bra was taken off by him and he squeezed my tits as he started thrusting himself deep into my pussy. I was trembling in orgasms. Making the neighbors know I was in heaven by my heavy moaning. I could hear him getting into pleasure zone too.
The sky had darkened and the wind blew my curls out of control. As if they ever were in control… I slowly eased up to standing. My naked body against his. My bare back met his stomach and as he was breathing deep all the way down to there, my body met his response again. His cock still inside me, teasing inside my vagina. His hands squeezing and massaging my breasts. Slowly his fingers made their way down to meet his cock inside my pussy. Fingers and cock inside me. I could hear him whispering my name in my ear as he was kissing my neck. I shivered in his arms from deep inside me to every part of my body touched by him and the wind.
Him, mr Storm, taking me like a storm every time we meet.
He led me naked up to the house. Only wearing earrings and my high heels. Him in his unbuttoned, open shirt and nothing else but his after shave. My tall, handsome, mr Storm. Once inside he laid down on the big sofa pulling me close in a sideways 69, telling me to start sucking his cock as deep and long as I can.
Some nibbling and teasing with my tongue along his shaft, sucking his balls and slowly making my way to let his beautiful head enter my wet mouth. I suck him hungrily. Deeper and deeper. I am in cock-sucking-frenzie-zone. My pussy is responding and is so wet. He licks me hungrily like he didn’t get any dinner at all. His tongue swirls around my clit-head and he sucks it, slowly and firmly. He has his arms wrapped around each of my thighs and there is no way for me to get out of his grip. I swallow his cock deeper than before and he is way down my throat. He feels that he can push himself into my mouth and I let him. Getting more and more horny by every thrust.
He suddenly stops licking me and ease the grip of my thighs. Then he puts his tongue deep into my pussy and as I suck his cock greedily I feel another wave of orgasms starting deep inside me. I don’t know if the start is in the back of my throat this time. I just feel the orgasms making me tremble and shiver all over. I am in full-blown-body-orgasm. He lets out a groan of pleasure and comes deep in my throat.
I smile and kiss him all over. Until I find myself resting chest to chest in his hug, his leg wrapped around me too and my lips in a kiss with him. The storm outside is raging.
Welcome Storm and welcome mr Storm! ”
I put away my glasses and close my old diary. The entry I just read was from more than 20 years ago. A fond memory of one of our first summers together.
I ease my way under the sheets very quietly and start to kiss mr S´s cock good morning as only I can.