That's exactly how it will be, my love!
"Express train number 63 Tashkent – N – sk arriving on track one" – the recorded voice from the speaker animated the mass of people crowding the platform of the railway station, waiting for the express. Another couple of minutes, and the platform with those meeting them floated into the passengers' view. Many pressed against the windows, searching the faces of relatives and acquaintances with joyful, happy smiles.
I saw you immediately. In stylish dark glasses and a youth baseball cap on your bald head, a colorful Finnish shirt unbuttoned three buttons, and light-blue jeans, you were making your way through the crowd towards my carriage. I wave my hand at you
and, with boyish ease, jump down from the last step. We shake hands and pull each other into a firm, masculine embrace. Leaving the station, we head to the parking lot and you hail a taxi.In the car, on the back seat, secretly so the driver won't see, you place your hand on mine and squeeze it tightly. And meanwhile, my heart tightens and a sweet ache stirs in the pit of my stomach – in anticipation of something very joyful and pleasant... We are going to the apartment you prudently rented for the two weeks of our meetings. To where there will be only you and me. And our secret...
Well, here we are. All the stairway flights up to the top fifth floor have been conquered. The door closes behind us, and right in the hallway we merge into a long, passionate kiss. You look into my eyes, run the back of your hand over my unshaven cheek, and whisper almost inaudibly: "Well, hello, dear! How long I've waited for this moment!". And again – a tight embrace...
The French-style meat, prepared by your skillful hands, turned out simply marvelous! Combined with my favorite light Martini, giving a barely perceptible intoxication to the head, and flickering candles creating a romantic atmosphere, our dinner seems truly magical... We gaze tenderly at each other, trying not to miss a single emotion.
A path laid out from flickering tea-light candles leads to the bathroom. The water, fragrant with the delicate scent of roses and bubbling from the jacuzzi, beckons to immerse our bodies, tired from the day, and the snow-white foam flakes into it. You wrap your arms around my waist, and I, sitting on top of you, begin to feel your hard, pulsating cock with my tailbone. Kissing your lips, I feel the pleasant taste and smell of the recently drunk Martini on them. And nibbling on your earlobes, I catch the scent of my favorite Givenchy perfume. You moan sweetly, and I, meanwhile, take possession of your nipples. I know they are very sensitive to caresses, which is exactly what I need. I lick them alternately with my tongue, then put my teeth into play... My hand slides down – to your navel and your belly, abundantly covered with curly hair. And here it is, the pubic mound... I ask you almost inaudibly to sit on the edge of the bathtub. My gaze is presented with your marvelous, "belligerently inclined little friend" with a large burgundy head. I caress it with my lips, my tongue, then take the entire cock whole into my throat. From several languid cries, I feel how crazy you are about deep fellatio. But that's not enough for me! I begin to play with your balls, alternately taking them into my mouth. However, to avoid bringing things to a quick orgasm in the bath, we decide to move to the love bed.
A pleasant strawberry scent emanates from the silk sheets and pillows of a soft pink color. You lie on your back across the bed and spread your arms: "Beloved, I am yours, I am only yours!". I greedily kiss your lips, neck, shoulders, my tongue slides over your hairy torso, not missing a single centimeter of your amazing body. Positioning myself between your legs, I try to spread them as wide as possible. Oh, that cute little hole of the anus, it's so alluring! How can I not treat it to rimming?! Oh, my "sweet tooth," I know, I know you go crazy from it! I ask you to turn over onto your stomach and continue to caress your back, run my tongue along your spine, nibble with my teeth on the area of your shoulders and shoulder blades.
"Do you want me to enter you?" "Why are you asking? Of course I want!" "I will be extremely careful and very gentle. Relax the hole." I squeeze a little lubricant onto two fingers of my right hand and begin to massage your anus. With smooth circular motions, I immerse my fingers deeper and deeper. I sit on your legs, spread your buttocks, and insert the head of my cock into your anus. I lie on top of you and, with gentle thrusts, fully insert my member into you. My thrusts, first slow but then gaining more and more pace, bring you indescribable pleasure. My hands, slipped under your armpits, firmly grip your shoulders. I rhythmically slide over your sweaty body. Another couple of minutes, and I erupt into you with violent streams of semen. And a few seconds later, you begin to convulse beneath me in a prolonged orgasm... I caress your sweaty bald head and shower it with abundant kisses: "Beloved, you can't imagine how good I feel with you!".
After taking another shower and drying off thoroughly with towels, we fall asleep sweetly and soundly in each other's tender embrace...