I was twenty-eight years old and doing well for myself. I’m six foot two inches and reasonably built with broad shoulders and an athletic body, although perhaps carrying a little extra weight around the middle.
I was then in the late stages of my PhD and was starting to get some very interesting results, which afforded me the opportunity to travel to Cairns to present my work at a conference. I hadn’t done much traveling and was excited by the opportunity.
It was the perfect time of year to be there: the weather was great, the people were beautiful, everything seemed perfect. Except that I had to spend my days in a large hall listening to scientific talks (not that I don’t enjoy that in its own right but, with the weather like it was, and me being in a new place with exciting opportunities all around, I had other things on my mind).
The accommodation I had originally booked was terrible, and I ended up sacrificing my deposit and heading off to a backpackers in the center of town. That was a great move, as the backpackers offered exactly what I needed at the time. It was a lively location with scores of young people all having a good time. Being alone, the crowds of young travelers made it easy to make friends.
After long days at the conference, it was great to be able to let loose at the parties which occurred every night at the backpackers. From live music, to quiz nights, to wet t-shirt competitions, there was always something happening. I made some friends and had a great time. I flirted with a few girls and was happy to see some positive reactions, with one girl even hinting at going off together, but I had no intention of following through. I had a beautiful girl back home and was content just to know I still had it.
The conference was coming to a close and finished off with a final dinner. It was held in an extensive hall, with hundreds of tables set out across the floor. I had a few drinks outside and watched the sunset, making small talk with some of the other attendees, before they asked people to go inside and take their seats. I followed in and took a seat at an empty table, which soon started filling up. Some of the people I had met during the conference, others where new to me.
That’s when Jess walked up. Somehow I had hadn’t noticed her at the conference but, as she approached and asked if she could take an empty seat at the table, I felt an instant attraction. I couldn’t help but flash a slightly flirtatious smile. Her smile was intoxicating and her bubbly personality seemed delightful. I started talking to her and we seemed to hit it off.
As the night went on, we were really getting on like a house on fire. After dinner we moved to the dance floor. She swayed and twirled to the music, her long soft brown hair flowing over her shoulders, her blue dress twirling out around her shapely legs. But I think the part that attracted me most was her smile. It lit up her whole face.
I have never been much of a dancer, but I tried my best, using the awkward approaching of just making a bit of a fool of myself, which seemed to be working. She seemed totally carefree and all was well. I could sense that she was into me and I started getting concerned that I was leading her on too far, that I couldn’t follow through with what I was putting forward. But I was enjoying myself too much to stop.
The music ended and the talk was that the party was moving on to another next venue. The crowds started filing out and we got together with a small group and started making our way to the next pub. She had her arm around me, and was as flirtatious as ever. I felt I had to reveal the truth and told her that I had a girl back home. I could sense a hint of disappointment, but we decided we could still have fun together that night and continued walking, my arm around her shoulder, hers around my waist.
The planned after-party was a fail: the pub was closing when we arrived. But we headed off to another place. A few more drinks and our flirting became more pronounced. We had found a small patch of open floor and were dancing together. Jess was grinding into me, teasing me beyond belief. I was barely able to contain myself. By now it was clear that the only thing holding us back was my girl back home.
It was getting late, so we decided to head home. She and another friend had a bit further to walk than me, so I offered to walk the two girls home. We dropped off her friend and made our way to her accommodation. What are the chances – it was the very place I had turned away from when I arrived? We went through to her room, and I could feel tension in the air. Her room was a lot nicer than the one I’d booked. She had a double bed, which we sat on.
I started rubbing her back gently as we spoke, but felt touching her would break my defences too fast, so I had to stop myself. But I needed some form of contact. I hadn’t seen my girl in over a week, I was craving it. So I figured so long as I didn’t touch, it wouldn’t be so bad. So I suggested she give me a massage.
She mentioned that she didn’t know how to give a proper massage, but really all I wanted was to feel her hands on me. I took off my shirt and lay face down. She straddled me and started rubbing my back. It felt really good. But I could feel her grinding into me as she did, her hips thrusting forward with each stroke. I needed to see her. I needed to see the look on her face. I rolled over, allowing her to massage my chest instead.
She continued straddling me, but this time she hitched her dress up out of the way, leaving just the thin fabric of her panties between us. She started grinding hard into me, soon abandoning any idea of a massage and focussing on rubbing herself against my body. My dick was becoming rock hard, and she rubbed her pussy against it through my shorts. I had my hands behind my back to prevent myself from grabbing her, still convincing myself that so long as I didn’t touch, I wasn’t in the wrong.
But I knew I needed to see more. I asked her to take her dress off. She looked down at me, smiled, and stood. Reaching behind her, she unzipped the dress and slid it off her shoulders and down onto the floor. Standing over me in her black bra and panties, she looked amazing. Her perky tits strained against her bra. She mounted me again and resumed grinding into me. This time, however, she leant forward, pressing her tits into my face. She smelled amazing.
Soon she removed her bra, now rubbing her naked tits into my face. There were soft and supple, her skin so smooth. She tried offering a nipple into my mouth, but I had to turn away. That would be too much. I had to stop myself, but all I wanted to do was bite onto them.
Next she stood again, and slowly pulled off her panties. A small patch of neatly trimmed dark hair crowned her delicious looking pussy. My dick was now straining against my pants. I couldn’t take it much longer. Thankfully I didn’t have to. When she climbed onto me again, she unbuckled my shorts. As she pulled them down my dick popped out, hard as a rock with the veins pulsating I am fairly well endowed, quite long but I think it is the girth that really gets the ladies going.
We were now naked, our bodies pressed together. She started kissing all over my body, reaching down and taking my cock in her hand. As she slowly began to stroke, I felt like I was going to burst.
That was soon to change. Overcome with passion and desire to be touched, she grabbed a hand and pulled it round onto her ass. “Touch me!” she said. With that command, I couldn’t hold back. I grabbed her gorgeous ass and squeezed. It felt so good and now I couldn’t stop.
As she ground her clit onto my hard dick, I reached round and slipped a finger into her pussy. She was wet like I had never experienced before. She arched her back giving me better access to her pussy and I rubbed hard on her clit, slipping fingers inside her. Juices started to pour out and she squirted over my hand, soaking the bed. I couldn’t believe it, having never had I experienced anything like it.
She collapsed next to me. I needed to cum, so I knelt over her and offered her my dick, which she willingly took into her mouth. It didn’t take much by this point and soon I felt my balls tightening. I grabbed the base of my cock and gave it one or two quick tugs. With her tongue on the tip and I started to cum. The first squirt flooded into her mouth, the second I aimed lower and started coating her tits.
By now it was four in the morning and we both had talks to attend in just a few hours. Thinking that spending the night would definitely be too much, I reluctantly said my goodbyes and went back to my own room. It was intense, but I still had a few more nights in Cairns, and I was left wondering what might happen.
The following night we started chatting online. She wanted me to go over again, but I knew if I did, I wouldn’t be able to control myself. One wild night is one thing, but repeat performance is another. But the chat quickly turned hot, with Jess sending me scorchingly hot photos and videos. It took everything I had not to run over there!
The next day the videos she had sent got me thinking. I was a photographer and had always wanted to photograph and video someone touching themselves. I wondered if she would allow me to video her in person. Just go over and talk her into stripping naked and putting on a show for me, no touching, just her by herself. I would watch and video it.
That night I accepted her offer to go over, telling her I couldn’t repeat the previous night’s actions and that I could only watch her. She seemed to agree and I went, thinking that was exactly the plan. But when I arrived, she was just got out of the shower and looked too amazing for words. We lay on the bed and started to talk, but our conversation seemed to consist mainly of long periods of just staring into each other’s eyes. Eventually, I realised I could not resist and reached out to her.
Soon we were rubbing and touching each other everywhere, clothes were flying off and bodies were rubbing. Still, when she tried to kiss me, I would turn my head and direct her kisses to my body. Things were getting intense a lot faster that night. My hands worked her pussy and she sprayed all over the bed. The sheets were soaked. I slipped a finger into her ass. She said it felt strange but allowed me to continue. The feeling of my finger in her ass drove me insane, as that is something that is totally off limits with my girl back home. That was the start of the end for me.
Soon she was sucking my dick again. We were in a sort of 69 position, although both her legs were to one side of my head, her gorgeous ass in reach of my hands. I still hadn’t tasted her, despite her desperation to feel my tongue on her.
I suddenly felt that I’d gone so far, the damage had been done. I might as well enjoy it! I grabbed a knee and lifted it over my head until she straddled my face, her pussy inches from my tongue. I lifted my head and started to lick. She tasted amazing. I went full tilt, licking her clit, then driving my long tongue into her pussy. The attention of my tongue on her clit sent her over the edge again, and she started to cum into my mouth. I lapped it all up.
I then climbed out from under her and moved behind. She was still on all fours. I grabbed her ass, spread the cheeks and started licking. It was incredibly erotic and I loved doing it. Then she lay on her back, and I kissed all over her body, my fingers on her clit. Having had my tongue in her pussy and ass, I thought what harm could a kiss be, so I went in. She responded immediately and things suddenly took a more intimate feel.
Then it was my turn again. She had me on my back and went to work on my dick with her talented mouth. She then slipped a finger in my ass, which felt amazing. Sensing my enjoyment for it, she grabbed some cream and started working her fingers deep into my ass. It was incredible.
Not letting me cum yet, she climbed on top again and started rubbing her clit over my hard dick. Each thrust was a little firmer, and I could feel the tip of my dick toying with the entrance to her pussy. At that point I still felt that would be too much, so I asked her not to. Although if she hadn’t stopped and had just proceeded to slide me into her, I would not have been able to resist. But she stopped and continued to rub me with her hand until I came.
She kept asking me to let go and fuck her, saying how much she wanted to feel me inside her. I was resisting, just! She got up and slipped a loose dress over her body and said that perhaps we’d better stop then. But the teasing tone in her voice was driving me crazy. I knew she was holding me to ransom, saying if I won’t give her everything, I can have nothing.
I stood and moved around the bed to her. She again asked if I definitely wouldn’t fuck her. I was overcome with lust. I grabbed her, pulling her into me, one hand around her back, the other diving between her legs to her pussy, fingers driving inside as I pushed her up against the wall. The force of my movements sent her instantly over the edge and she came again, leaving a puddle on the floor.
I was still rock hard and had her pinned against the wall. I took my fingers out of her pussy, grabbed the back of her thighs and lifted her against the wall. She reached down and guided my hard dick deep into her soaking pussy. She felt so amazing. I held her up against the wall, fucking her deep and hard, her arms wrapped around my neck. She screamed in pleasure as I drove my dick deep inside her, finally giving her what she wanted. Her tight pussy squeezed around me as I stretched it with my girth.
I lowered her from the wall onto the bed and rolled her over. She got onto her hands and knees and thrust her ass towards me. I slipped my dick deep into her pussy from behind, grabbing her ass and slapping it as I fucked her. She reached between her legs and grabbed my balls, massaging them as she took me deep inside her. I reached to rub her clit and she came again, sending me over the edge as her pussy clamped around me. I filled her pussy with my cum.
We both collapsed on the bed, my dick slowly slipping out of her pussy. We kissed and held each other for a few moments. It was almost morning again, and we both had plans to head to the forest the following day, so we decided it’s best to part ways for the night. We kissed goodnight before I walked home.
The next day, I cancelled my booked tour in favour of hitching a ride with Jess, who had hired a car to head into the rainforest. It would be our own private tour.
To be continued.