Jet Lag & Desire's Embrace

Finally, the plane lands. A nervous tremor ran through me, a desperate hope clinging to the edges of my awareness. If only my hair had behaved, just for one day, the smooth, sleek style I’d envisioned would have been perfect. I was utterly exhausted; I’d woken up at 1 AM this morning, a restless night punctuated by anxiety, and finally made it to the airport by 5 AM. Now, at 1 PM, the weariness was a tangible weight. I’d opted for a comfy, loose white top and a stretchy black skirt, underneath which a black v-string and a matching black bra offered a delicate hint of allure.

The long flight had been a torment, my dirty thoughts swirling within me, fueled by the barely-there v-string and the tantalizing thought of him. The anticipation had been building, a potent cocktail of desire and frustration, and I couldn’t wait to be enveloped in his arms, to feel the comforting pressure of his hands rubbing against my ass with a tight, possessive grasp. Distracted by the murmur of people rising from their seats, I quickly pulled my hair back with a few loose strands framing my face, a practiced movement designed to both conceal and subtly enhance my appearance. Grabbing my carry-on bag, I moved with a newfound purpose, a nervous energy thrumming through my veins. As I walked, a delightful butterflies erupted in my stomach, a familiar sensation that always accompanied the anticipation of seeing him. I took deep, measured breaths, counting slowly, “One…two…three…keep breathing.”

Scanning the crowded terminal, my eyes darted across the faces, searching for his. A minute passed, an eternity in my heightened state, before my gaze locked onto his. A year without seeing his smile, his captivating eyes, and the weight of that absence suddenly felt crushing. Without hesitation, I threw my arms around his neck, pulling him close, and his lips found mine in a desperate, hungry embrace. His hands, strong and calloused, cupped my face, while my knees buckled slightly beneath the force of his affection. He grabbed my waist, pulling me closer, and his tongue danced playfully with mine, a slow, deliberate exploration that sent shivers down my spine. I felt my pulse pounding in my chest, a frantic drumbeat mirroring the rapid rise of heat in my veins, and the blood rushing to my lips in anticipation.

He pulled away, his breath hot on my skin, and whispered, “You look so beautiful, baby. I love you!” The words, spoken with genuine emotion, were like a shot of adrenaline, dissolving the last vestiges of my nervousness. A genuine smile blossomed on my face, “I love you too.” He retrieved my carry-on bag, and as we began to walk towards his car, my heart continued its frantic pace, my eyes constantly tracking his every move. The anticipation was almost unbearable, a delicious torment that fueled my every thought.

In the car, the sexual tension was palpable, a tangible force that hung heavy in the air. We talked casually about my flight, about the mundane details of our daily lives, a comfortable familiarity that eased my anxieties. We laughed, genuinely, and the knot of nervousness that had tightened in my stomach began to loosen. He was my husband, and this physical separation, while agonizing, had never diminished the deep connection we shared. I relaxed, letting go of the last vestiges of restraint. My hand instinctively wrapped around his bicep, finding comfort in his strength, while he innocently pulled my skirt up a little, his hand resting lightly on my thigh. I moaned softly, unable to contain the rising heat. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught him smiling, a knowing glint in his eyes that confirmed my suspicions – he understood exactly how deeply I was enjoying this stolen moment. I reached over to kiss him on the cheek, playfully biting his ear, a silent invitation to escalate the pleasure. “I can’t wait to suck your cock,” I whispered, my voice husky with desire, “I’m going to drink every single drop.” I reached out, my hand gliding over the bulge in his pants, rubbing my hand over his jeans, a deliberate act of teasing that sent shivers down my spine. He moaned softly in response, a low rumble that vibrated through my body. I pulled my hand away, savoring the moment, allowing the anticipation to build even further.

For the two-hour drive, we continued our casual conversation, the tension simmering beneath the surface. He was attentive, considerate, and utterly captivating, a perfect antidote to the loneliness that had plagued me during the past year. As we approached the hotel overlooking a beautiful beach, the excitement intensified. He grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the room he had reserved, a luxurious suite with panoramic views of the turquoise waters. “Babe, we forgot my bag in the car, let’s walk back quick,” he said, his voice laced with urgency. “I don’t care; we’ll get it later,” I replied, pushing the thought aside, focusing on the present moment, on the overwhelming desire that consumed me. We reached the door, and he opened it, stepping inside.

The room was dark, the blinds drawn against the harsh sunlight. He slammed the door shut, pushing me against the door and the wall behind it, and the next second, his lips met mine in a fierce, passionate kiss. His hands, strong and confident, explored my body feverishly, tracing the curves of my hips, my stomach, my breasts. I moaned into his mouth, surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure, feeling my muscles tense and release in response to his touch. I could practically cum right now, the pressure building to an unbearable crescendo. He grinds his hips against mine, a slow, deliberate rhythm that intensified my arousal. “Oh baby, ahh hh hh,” I moaned, unable to resist the urge to give in.

He ripped my loose white top off, exposing my tits in a plunging bra, a deliberate act of dominance that sent a jolt of electricity through my veins. That was quite possibly the hottest thing that had ever happened to me. He groaned, breathing heavily, his eyes locked on my body, lost in the intoxicating display of flesh. He pulled my skirt up, revealing my small waist, his hand resting lightly on my thigh. He pulled his pants off half-way, leaving me with a tantalizing glimpse of his hard cock, and then proceeded to pin my hands up against the door, flipping me around so that my back was pressed against him. The sensation was exquisite, the weight of his body, the heat of his skin, the anticipation of what was to come. I felt his hard cock against my ass, a powerful, primal urge that threatened to overwhelm me. He pulled my v-string to the side and smacks my ass, a sharp, insistent reminder of the pleasure to come. I moaned, surrendering completely to the sensation, feeling my body throb with anticipation. I am heady with pleasure.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. The words were a promise, a challenge, a declaration of intent. I wanted that hard cock in me so bad, my body squirms to create more friction. He continues rubbing his cock against my crack, each movement a deliberate act of pleasure. Then, he rests his cock in between my thighs and rubs my pussy with his cock. “Oh baby, put that big cock in my pussy,” I urged, my voice a breathless plea.

I continue grinding on his cock, he unhooks my bra from the back and slides it off my arms. It falls to the floor. He pushes against me more, and my hard nipples are now aching against the door. He grabs, squeezes my tits with both hands. He pulls on my nipples, and I’m grinding his cock hard and fast. His big cock feels hard and hot against my wet pussy. The pressure it creates against my clit is driving me crazy. I hear the wet sounds of my pussy sloshing as he glides his cock back and forth, hard and fast. I feel my muscles stiffening.

“Oh…mmmmm .. aaaaahhhhhh!”

“Cum for me, cum all over this cock baby!”

I moan, and he smacks my ass again. I cum.. Loudly. Oh.. Oh.. He knows how that turns me on so bad. My knees buckle slightly again, as my orgasm wracks through my body, sending shivers down my spine.

He holds on to me and then pushes his cock into my pussy. I am wet right now. His hard long cock thrusts into my pussy. “Oh, baby. Oh, you’re so tight!”

I am so hot right now; I can hear my pulse, my ragged breathing. His hard body presses against mine, with his cock in my wet pussy while his one hand squeezes my tit, and the other is bunched up holding me by the skirt. He fucks me hard, pushing deeper, and faster with each thrust. “Oh, I can’t get enough of this cock! Fuck me harder baby..ah.”

I reach over to kiss him on his cheek, playfully biting his ear. I whisper, “I can’t wait to suck your cock. I am going to drink every. single. drop.” I glide my hand over the bulge in his pants and rub my hand over his pants. He moans softly. I pull my hand away.

After teasing each other for the 2-hour drive, we reach the hotel overlooking a beautiful beach. He grabs my hand and leads me to the room that he has booked. “Babe, we forgot my bag in the car, let’s walk back quick.” “I don’t care; we’ll get it later,” as he rushes forward with a sense of urgency. We get to the door, and he opens it. We both walk in. It’s dark. He slams the door shut and pushes me against the door and the next second, his lips are on my mouth. His hands explore my body feverishly. I moan into his mouth. I could practically cum right now. He grinds his hips against mine. “Oh baby, ahh hh hh,” I moan.

He rips my loose white top off, exposing my tits in a plunging bra. That is quite possibly the hottest thing that has ever happened to me. He groans, breathing heavily. He pulls my skirt up. It rests on my small waist. He pulls his pants off half-way. He pins my hands up against the door and flips me around. My back is against him, I feel his hard cock against my ass. He pulls my v-string to the side and smacks my ass. I moan. I am heady with pleasure. “I’m going to fuck you so hard.”

I want that hard cock in me so bad, my body squirms to create more friction. He continues rubbing his cock against my crack. Then, he rests his cock in between my thighs and rubs my pussy with his cock. “Oh baby, put that big cock in my pussy.”

I continue grinding on his cock, he unhooks my bra from the back and slides it off my arms. It falls to the floor. He pushes against me more, and my hard nipples are now aching against the door. He grabs, squeezes my tits with both hands. He pulls on my nipples, and I’m grinding his cock hard and fast. His big cock feels hard and hot against my wet pussy. The pressure it creates against my clit is driving me crazy. I hear the wet sounds of my pussy sloshing as he glides his cock back and forth, hard and fast. I feel my muscles stiffening.

“Oh…mmmmm .. aaaaahhhhhh!”

“Cum for me, cum all over this cock baby!”

I moan, and he smacks my ass again. I cum.. Loudly. Oh.. Oh.. He knows how that turns me on so bad. My knees buckle slightly again, as my orgasm wracks through my body, sending shivers down my spine.

He holds on to me and then pushes his cock into my pussy. I am wet right now. His hard long cock thrusts into my pussy. “Oh, baby. Oh, you’re so tight!”

I am so hot right now; I can hear my pulse, my ragged breathing. His hard body presses against mine, with his cock in my wet pussy while his one hand squeezes my tit, and the other is bunched up holding me by the skirt. He fucks me hard, pushing deeper, and faster with each thrust. “Oh, I can’t get enough of this cock! Fuck me harder baby..ah.”

I reach over to kiss him on his cheek, playfully biting his ear. I whisper, “I can’t wait to suck your cock. I am going to drink every. single. drop.” I glide my hand over the bulge in his pants and rub my hand over his pants. He moans softly. I pull my hand away.

After teasing each other for the 2 hour drive, we reach the hotel overlooking a beautiful beach. He grabs my hand and leads me to the room that he has booked. “Babe, we forgot my bag in the car, let’s walk back quick.” “I don’t care; we’ll get it later,” as he rushes forward with a sense of urgency. We get to the door, and he opens it. We both walk in. It’s dark. He slams the door shut and pushes me against the door and the next second, his lips are on my mouth. His hands explore my body feverishly. I moan into his mouth. I could practically cum right now. He grinds his hips against mine. “Oh baby, ahh hh hh,” I moan.

He rips my loose white top off, exposing my tits in a plunging bra. That is quite possibly the hottest thing that has ever happened to me. He groans, breathing heavily. He pulls my skirt up. It rests on my small waist. He pulls his pants off half-way. He pins my hands up against the door and flips me around. My back is against him, I feel his hard cock against my ass. He pulls my v-string to the side and smacks my ass. I moan. I am heady with pleasure. “I’m going to fuck you so hard.”

I want that hard cock in me so bad, my body squirms to create more friction. He continues rubbing his cock against my crack. Then, he rests his cock in between my thighs and rubs my pussy with his cock. “Oh baby, put that big cock in my pussy.”

I continue grinding on his cock, he unhooks my bra from the back and slides it off my arms. It falls to the floor. He pushes against me more, and my hard nipples are now aching against the door. He grabs, squeezes my tits with both hands. He pulls on my nipples, and I’m grinding his cock hard and fast. His big cock feels hard and hot against my wet pussy. The pressure it creates against my clit is driving me crazy. I hear the wet sounds of my pussy sloshing as he glides his cock back and forth, hard and fast. I feel my muscles stiffening.

“Oh…mmmmm .. aaaaahhhhhh!”

“Cum for me, cum all over this cock baby!”

I moan, and he smacks my ass again. I cum.. Loudly. Oh.. Oh.. He knows how that turns me on so bad. My knees buckle slightly again, as my orgasm wracks through my body, sending shivers down my spine.

He holds on to me and then pushes his cock into my pussy. I am wet right now. His hard long cock thrusts into my pussy. “Oh, baby. Oh, you’re so tight!”

I am so hot right now; I can hear my pulse, my ragged breathing. His hard body presses against mine, with his cock in my wet pussy while his one hand squeezes my tit, and the other is bunched up holding me by the skirt. He fucks me hard, pushing deeper, and faster with each thrust. “Oh, I can’t get enough of this cock! Fuck me harder baby..ah.”

I reach over to kiss him on his cheek, playfully biting his ear. I whisper, “I can’t wait to suck your cock. I am going to drink every. single. drop.” I glide my hand over the bulge in his pants and rub my hand over his pants. He moans softly. I pull my hand away.

After teasing each other for the 2 hour drive, we reach the hotel overlooking a beautiful beach. He grabs my hand and leads me to the room that he has booked. “Babe, we forgot my bag in the car, let’s walk back quick.” “I don’t care; we’ll get it later,” as he rushes forward with a sense of urgency. We get to the door, and he opens it. We both walk in. It’s dark. He slams the door shut and pushes me against the door and the next second, his lips are on my mouth. His hands explore my body feverishly. I moan into his mouth. I could practically cum right now. He grinds his hips against mine. “Oh baby, ahh hh hh,” I moan.

He rips my loose white top off, exposing my tits in a plunging bra. That is quite possibly the hottest thing that has ever happened to me. He groans, breathing heavily. He pulls my skirt up. It rests on my small waist. He pulls his pants off half-way. He pins my hands up against the door and flips me around. My back is against him, I feel his hard cock against my ass. He pulls my v-string to the side and smacks my ass. I moan. I am heady with pleasure. “I’m going to fuck you so hard.”

I want that hard cock in me so bad, my body squirms to create more friction. He continues rubbing his cock against my crack. Then, he rests his cock in between my thighs and rubs my pussy with his cock. “Oh baby, put that big cock in my pussy.”

I continue grinding on his cock, he unhooks my bra from the back and slides it off my arms. It falls to the floor. He pushes against me more, and my hard nipples are now aching against the door. He grabs, squeezes my tits with both hands. He pulls on my nipples, and I’m grinding his cock hard and fast. His big cock feels hard and hot against my wet pussy. The pressure it creates against my clit is driving me crazy. I hear the wet sounds of my pussy sloshing as he glides his cock back and forth, hard and fast. I feel my muscles stiffening.

“Oh…mmmmm .. aaaaahhhhhh!”

“Cum for me, cum all over this cock baby!”

I moan, and he smacks my ass again. I cum.. Loudly. Oh.. Oh

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