Arriving to Puerto Rico

"You should come with me and we can watch the sunset," those were the words that I last texted him. It ensued a conversation. There was a possibility that he could join me. I took a risk. I placed the ball in his court to see if he would want to take an airplane ride. Destination: Puerto Rico.

"Yes, " was his answer. I was in shock because why would he say yes when I'm giving him so many no's. I guess anything could happen at any time. Not all doors stay closed. I knocked on this door. And he walked out carrying the suitcase. This was the surreal to me. My unicorn had separated from his life. His reality. His marital agreement. It was a new chapter in both of our lives. We were living for the moment and savoring it.

This is the purest type of sin. Two lovers from two different worlds cross paths and fireworks ignite just by staring at each other. This type of fireworks would not last forever. There would be repercussions but we were both willing to take them. You only live once. You only get to live your dreams once.

It was a red-eye flight. We placed our little carry-on bags in the overhead compartment. I sat down by my window seat. He sat next to me. It never grows old how majestic the world is and how small I am. So I took pictures of the silly things we take for granted. We take for granted the technology that climbs 35000 ft  up in air. We take for granted of the amount of energy stored in a cloud. We take for how precious our life is. He smiles at my silly ways.  As we ascend, I leaned over towards him and I cuddled into his shoulder. Before I closed my eyes, I placed a kiss on his cheek. He turned his head and placed a kiss on my lips. I felt myself blushing. I looked into his eyes. My eyes closed as I kissed him back on the lips. He made me tingle.

It was a late night. It was 1 am due to delays. Luckily, we booked a hotel close by to the airport. We were picked up and checked into the hotel. I was so excited to throw myself into a queen sized bed. I stripped down to my bra and panties. I jumped onto the bed.  He looked at me shocked that I was so ready to go to bed. Or was it the lacy red combination I was wearing that caught his attention. It was a bralette and boyshorts. I couldn't travel with my at-home lingerie. He would always get a surprise from me. I realized that our lives were missing something. He wasn't receiving life's spice. I had plenty of spice to give. I was his dream girl. His unknown desires were to be discovered with each interaction we had.

He followed my lead and he stipped down to his boxer briefs.  I slipped into the sheets and so did he. I was on my side. Then he followed my lead. He spooned behind me. That's not how I was going to end the night. This was a life or death situation. I did not know when the next encounter would be. So I took advantage of ALL waking moments. My hands assisted in the removal of my bralette. Then I slid my boyshorts off. I rubbed my bare ass on him. "What are you doing?" he asked. "Oh nothing," I responded. He placed the arm he was laying on under my head as a mini pillow. He adjusted his other arm in such a way that his hand was just laying on my hip. My nakedness had triggered him. My eyelids were heavy and I was falling asleep. I barely felt his hand move. It was creeping to my Pandora's box. I moaned. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Oh nothing," he replied.

He kissed my neck as he reached into my box. I tried to scoot back initiating a cat and mouse chase between his hand and my box. I hit a wall. He was at half mast as his penis pressed on my bare ass. He was able to reach into my box and found that awaited treasure of my wetness. This little game was getting me hot and bother. The cold sheets was touching my skin, provoking my nipples to get hard. The sensation of being bare next to him felt taboo. Realizing that he was going for all opportunities excited me so much. So long he was disciplined and maintained his composure. With me, he was going all the way with me. His finger was able to navigate in my wetness to find my the little island called my clit. His lip continued to outline my neck.

He pressed on me. My clit provoked a chain reaction of  hypersexuality. I guess I wasn't going to sleep. I was going to enjoy this moment. His hand naturally provoked my legs to open up so that he had more access. He was enjoying what he was touching. He moaned in enjoyment. He liked that I was breathing heavy. I couldn't help myself but move and lay on my back. I was giving him full access to my body. His fingers were magical. I just kept feeling my pussy get wetter. His lips left my neck due to the repositioning. He lowered his lips down to my harden nipples. His tongue's tip tickled my nipple. Then he placed the whole nipple into mouth. He scraped his teeth on my nipple. I moaned loudly. "Ssssh, people are trying to sleep," he whispered into my ear. I heard a devious undertone in that statement.

As I laid on my back receiving all this pleasure, I had level the playing field. I was going to play his game.  I had a hand that was close to that semi raised mast. I was going to play with him as he was playing with me. My hand started to explore him. I felt his mast through his underwear. It felt harder than I expect. I started rubbing it through his underwear. I heard him moan. He liked what I was doing. His fingers slowed down on my clit, but then refocused to accomplish objcective. I was going to play harder. My hand continued to explore him. Eureka! I landed on his penis. It filled my hand. It was soft to the touch. The thought of his penis made me quiver. I wanted more.

I had to make him believe that he was just going to get a hand job. I used his pre-cum to moisten my hand. I rubbed his dick up and down in a twisting motion. He moaned. When I touched a certain spot, it made his pussy playing fingers slow down. But they quickly went back to their normal speed. I wanted to come so bad. I know that his fingers were soaked. I knew he wanted to make me come badly. I was so close. But I had to use all that orgasmic energy towards putting him to sleep. His fingers pause more often. Was I winning at this little game. He cheated. He took his fingers and inserted them into me. The way he penetrated drove me wild. Every part of him drove me wild. If he made me have an orgasm, he might go for more. I needed to put him to sleep.

I couldn't lay on my back anymore. I had to roll over towards him. He was not expecting that move and his fingers slip out my pussy. I took his fingers. I stared deeply at him with my wholesome chestnut brown eyes and sucked on his fingers. I saw him melt as I absorbed all my taste on my tongue. I straddled his legs. I didn't want him to move. My chest hovered over his full mast. His fingers were pruned from all of my moisture. I would let his fingers recover from their work. I was going to put him to sleep.

I lowered myself on his mast. My lips touched his tip. I slid my tongue into the slit. He tilted his head back as he was watching me perform on his mast. He was going to enjoy this treat. He moaned. I felt his body release the tension that he had accumulated throughout the day. Once I knew that he was turning into putty in my hands, I unstraddled his legs. I placed myself between his legs. I was in child's pose. My hands rubbed on your midsection. I whipped my hair on your mast. Your mast was starting to soften up. But I would not let that be for a long term scenario.

I slid my body towards his. My inner cat carressed his dick. My forehead hit the tip of his dick. I let his shaft slide down cheek. I then I allowed the tip of your dick glide across my lips like lip gloss.  The tip of his dick ran down my chin and down my neck. I placed his dick in my mouth. I allowed his dick touch the back of my throat. I pulled it out. The tip once again outlined down my neck. It met my cleavage. My gaze was aimed at him as I squeezed my tits together. I wanted to see his dick between my boobs. I moved my boobs up and down his shaft. I was not sure if he had experienced this before. I was going to continue. He titled his head up and was watching in awe. His facial expressions showed me that he was enjoying  the view. My boobs would let go of their grip on his dick. I had place the dick into my mouth so that it would get moist again.  The oral was messy so that titty fucking would go smoother.

It was not my intention to provoke an orgasm with my tits. But I wanted to have a moment with him. He expressed how much he was having fun with his with his moans. Every time I was giving him head, he pushed my head down. I didn't mind, as long as it created a mess of saliva. As I pulled my head away, strings of saliva extended from my lips. My eyes were focused  on him when this was happening. It turned him on more. He warned me that he was going to have an orgasm. "Yes, Come on my tits baby." He liked when I spoke dirty to him. I sandwiched  my boobs  on his shaft. He was fucking my tits. I was enjoying myself. He moaned as he was coming. Streams of warm cum shot out from the head of his cock. My boobs collected most of it. He initially shot a stream and it hit my chin. I smiled and kept jerking his cock with my boobs. My boobs squeezed out all of his juices.

I grinned at him. My naked came on body got up from between his legs. I go to the bathroom and get a hand wash cloth. I rinsed it with warm water. I looked at myself and his come shimmered on my chest. I liked the way it looked. Before cleaning myself, I watched myself rub it into my skin. I should have been doing that in front of him. But I wanted to make sure he was resting. I then wiped myself down. I rinsed the rag and left the bathroom. I walked towards the bed. He was laid out. His cock laid limp outside of his underwear. I run my hand up his thigh. I lightly do it, but so he know that i am close to him and his penis. I then placed the warm rag on your penis. I saw him tilt his head up. He smiled at how i tenderly wiped down his sensitive area. His head hit the pillow and his eyes closed. He entered a sweet slumber. I was to follow.