A morning rendezvous

Rachel was due home shortly. I undressed and climbed into the bed Sarah and I had shared for nearly two weeks. I felt close to her in this bed. I could smell and feel her here. Closing my eyes, I visualized making love to her; her long legs spread widely, as I slid in and out of her vagina. Her juices were freely flowing, while her tits shook with each thrust. I could hear her moan and feel her convulsing as she climaxed! I realized my cock was full and erect.

The ringing phone brought me back to the empty bed. It was Rachel. Her flight was delayed. Why hadn’t I checked that out before I left Sarah? I reminded her that it wasn’t a problem. The driver would wait and check on her arrival time. “I haven’t felt well, today, Rachel,” I lied. “I’m sleeping in one of the guest suites. I didn’t want to give you something.” Rachel said she was exhausted and would probably crash as soon as she arrived. “We’ll talk in the morning, sweetheart,” she said. I hung up and called Sarah.
Sarah didn’t answer. “When can I see you tomorrow? Call my cell. I love you,” my message said.

I woke early the next day and immediately checked for a message from Sarah. ‘Paul, I leave at 10:15. Come early and shower with me.’ I felt a twitch in my groin as I thought about running my hands over her wet body! I quietly gathered up my clothes, being careful not to wake Rachel.

It seemed like an eternity before I was unlocking the door to Sarah's apartment. She ran to me as I came through the door, pulling at my clothes. Soon I was as naked as she was. Our hands feverishly roamed each other’s body as we showered each other with kisses. My fingers found their way to her lower lips and were quickly inside. Sarah was dripping! My rigid cock was mashed between us. “I’m aching for you, Paul,” she moaned. I swooped her up into my arms. Soon we were in the steamy shower, and Sarah was hungrily sucking my cock. “Oh babe, you’re so good,” I moaned. I put my hands on the back of her head and controlled the speed of her bobbing. She grabbed hold of my ass and steadied herself. I felt her tits, a perfect mix of soft and firm flesh, against my thighs as she deeply took me in.

I thrust toward her mouth and my hips were moving in a circular motion. Sarah opened widely. I pushed her head forward to meet my thrust. Her throat opened and she took in so much of me that her lips were brushing my pubic hair. She let my hips continue to sway, but she held me so I couldn’t move away from her. My knees started to buckle. “Ahhh,” I grunted, as I came ferociously in her mouth. I released her head, and she eased off of my cock, catching her breath. I was breathing hard as I sat down on the edge of the tub and hugged Sarah close to me, kissing the top of her head as I fondled her breasts. Her nipples were hard and sensitive as my fingers brushed against the protruding points.

“I miss the big shower,” Sarah sighed. “We’ll make this work,” I reassured her as we both stood, letting the water coat us and drip from our bodies. We melted together and ran our hands up and down each side of the other’s body; feeling every curve and bulge, every soft and firm inch. We explored each other. It was as if we had never been together. As if we had no idea what pleasure our body held for the other. I stepped back from her and took in her full lips, her long, graceful neck, and the two globes of perfection, complete with the large, brown circular tips with full, erect nipples. My eyes traveled down her flat stomach to the triangular area below her navel and the clean- shaven junction between her long, muscular legs. The lips here were puffy and pink; full with excitement. Concealing the place I loved to stimulate, explore, and bury myself in.
I turned her around gently and ran my fingers up and down her long, slim back, over her high, firm buttocks. “You’re perfect,” I sighed as I turned her toward me. Leaning down to kiss her, I cupped her cheeks and kneaded them firmly.