It was very quiet at the state capitol. The Governor and most of his entourage were out of town. I was sitting in the Capitol Cafeteria having a cup of coffee with several people from various departments. It was a beautiful morning and I didn’t have much to do with the boss out of town. One of the younger clerks from the Attorney General’s office was telling us about hiking the Timpoochie Trail. It runs along the coastline starting in Rosemary Beach and continues for over 18 miles to the west. It winds through several beachfront towns.
Since it was a slow work day, I decided to take advantage of the quiet and check out the trail. I started at the beginning and made it as far as Starbucks in Seacrest. I ordered an iced mocha latte and looked for a seat. There were none available. Every Starbucks I’ve been to has always been crowded. I noticed a very attractive woman sitting alone at a table. I’m not shy, so I asked if I could join her. She was more than happy to have company.
She introduced herself, “My name is Brianna.”
I held out my hand. “I’m Darlene, nice to meet you, and, thank you for letting me join you. I was walking the trail and decided it was time to take a break. I walked a whole mile.”
With a smirk on her face, she said, “You didn’t strain yourself on the walk did you?”
I smiled back at her. “No, I just wanted a cold drink and the bars aren’t opened yet. I’m playing hooky from work today.”
“Such a bad girl skipping work today and you drink too,” she said.
The conversation was light and friendly. “Yes I am and yes I do. How about you? Have you been known to have an adult beverage on occasion?”
“Absolutely! My go-to is bourbon but, I also enjoy a glass of wine too.”
I like this woman. Not only did she seem to have a sense of humor but, she was also very attractive. The air conditioning in Starbucks was on full blast. It was causing her nipples to stand erect. It caused me to have a slight gush of excitement. I was trying not to stare at her. What I wanted to do was reach out and give them a little pinch.
I needed to focus on the conversation and not her body. “This is a beautiful area. Are you from around here?”
“Yes, I have a small apartment here in Rosemary Beach. It is my little retreat. A quiet place to escape to. I don’t even have a television there.”
‘Interesting. Maybe it’s a place for a little action away from home?’ I thought to myself. I was about to put my attorney skills to work and dig deeper into this mysterious woman. I needed to proceed cautiously since I just met her.
“I’m impressed. It sounds wonderful. A sanctuary just for you and no one else?” Then I decided to just say it, hoping to cause a reaction. “I could imagine the wild things that go on there.”
She gave me a blank stare. I either struck a nerve or I crossed the line.
“Not nearly enough wild things, as you put it. I’m a little disappointed that I haven’t had the unbridled perversion I was hoping for. I was considering giving the place up.”
BINGO! There was my opportunity. She is looking for some adventure in her life. I’m not sure what that might be, but I am ready to dive into this. I needed to tread lightly. I’d only known this woman for five minutes and already I want to take her back to her place, strip her naked, and go down on her.
“Why would you give it up? It sounds wonderful.”
“The monotony, there had to be more to life. I was expecting so much more excitement. I needed a place for just me, someplace that gave me the privacy to explore without restrictions. It never really happened.”
I understood completely. She was looking for some kind of a breakout from her mundane existence.
“Sweetie, I can tell you from experience, it doesn’t just happen. You have to make it happen. Whatever it is you’re looking for, it starts with you.”
We sat silent, sipping our drinks. I wanted that to sink in.
I continued. “My life was like a 1950s TV show. Everything seemed perfect. Well, it wasn’t. I had an epiphany about two years ago. I was scheduled to travel for work when my trip was suddenly canceled. When I went home, I walked in on my husband having sex with a man in our bed. It was like I was hit by a bus.”
Her eyes widened. “Oh my God, what did you do?”
“I felt so stupid. Our marriage was dull and sexless. I was busy with my career and never noticed the tell-tale signs. In hindsight, it became so obvious. His affairs had been going on for years. I left, never returning, filed for divorce, and moved here, to Florida.”
“Wow! What a shocking thing to happen. You seem to have recovered well.”
Enough of that sad story. I didn’t want her to feel sorry for me. The conversation needed to steer back to her, not me. She seemed like she wanted to say so much more. I didn’t want to come across as being nosey. Instead, I was more of a sounding board for her, an outsider who had no prejudged thoughts about her or her situation.
I took the last sip of my latte. “Brianna, I need to get going. I’ve enjoyed talking with you. If you are free later, would you like to meet for a drink and continue our conversation?”
She pondered the invitation for a few seconds and then seemed genuinely happy. “I’d like that very much. There’s a little place not far from my apartment called The Reef, part of a place called the Beachside Resort at Panama City Beach. It’s right on the water. Let’s meet at 6:30 and maybe we can catch a beautiful sunset.”
Always the optimist, I said, “Oooh, how romantic. I’ll be there.”
A bar in a hotel! Oh, the possibilities. We both stood at the same time. I decided to hug my new friend and then we went our separate ways. As our bodies came together, I could feel that familiar twinge between my legs. I’d known Brianna a total of thirty minutes and I wanted her in the worst way.
I continued my walk but my mind was on my new friend. My imagination was running in high gear. I was visualizing her naked in various positions. The thought of tasting her and running my tongue across her wet cunt was making my pussy gush. When she comes, does she scream? Does she shave, wax or is it an old-school full bush? So many questions yet to be answered.
My walk took me about five miles. Although it’s November, the temperature is still warm and I worked up a sweat. Instead of making the two-hour drive back to my condo in Tallahassee, I decided to go directly to the Beachside Resort. When I checked in, the only room available was a waterfront room with two queen-sized beds. I would have preferred a king bed but the upside was, that the room had a private balcony overlooking the Gulf. The shower felt great. I spent an extraordinary amount of time letting the hot water run down my body as I fantasized about Brianna.
I always keep a small overnight bag in my car, for situations just like this. The items I packed were a change of clothes, basic toiletries, and all necessities for a fun-filled evening of love, romance, and animal sex. It included some sweet-smelling lube, a vibrator, a small butt plug, a variety of restraints, nipple clamps, and my favorite ten-inch strap-on dildo. I had a suspicion that the night might develop into something more than just cocktails. The anticipation for some excitement, either with Brianna or by myself was irresistible. The reaction from my body was so overwhelming that I spent some quality time with my vibrator.
Time passed quickly. I walked downstairs to The Reef. The place was pretty much what I expected. It was a mixture of tourists and locals. The kind of place I enjoy is a relaxed atmosphere. I was fifteen minutes early and Brianna was already there. She was sitting at the bar sipping a glass of wine. When I approached her, she stood and kissed me on the cheek as if we were old friends. She was wearing a short cotton print dress and looked very beachy. I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra. The slight breeze blowing in off the water was causing both of our nipples to stand at attention. Or maybe, it was the excitement of seeing each other, I’m not sure.
As I was sitting down, she said, “You’re early. I’m glad you showed up. I never asked where you live. I hope this wasn’t too far out of the way for you?”
“It’s fine. I have a small place in Tallahassee not far from my office. Since we decided to get together for drinks, I checked into a room here so I wouldn’t have to make the four-hour round trip”
“You should have said something. We could have met halfway, somewhere closer to your place.”
“Don’t worry about it. If I didn’t want to, I wouldn’t have suggested cocktails. I don’t mind. I had nothing to do and I enjoyed relaxing this afternoon.”
As I was looking at her I was thinking, ‘I’d have driven eight hours for the chance to have this woman. She is hot.’
I ordered my usual, bourbon on the rocks with a splash of water. It was refreshing. The evening air was starting to change. As Brianna promised, the sunset was magnificent. It was a clear blue sky that turned to a burnt orange. As the sun crested the water, for just a second, it had a flash of green, then, it disappeared.
At first, we didn’t say much. As the sky grew dark we were just enjoying the evening. I’m not sure if she was shy or possibly having second thoughts.
I reached out and took her hand. “That was beautiful. This spot is perfect. Thanks for suggesting it. This is so much better than sitting inside a dark dank bar or restaurant.”
She didn’t respond. I took a chance and set my hand on her leg. She moved closer, our legs were against each other. I could feel myself starting to get aroused. That familiar tingle between my legs began. Her wine glass was empty. I didn’t want to rush the evening and I still wasn’t sure she was comfortable with the way things were developing.
A second round of drinks was served. She took a sip of wine and said, “I’ve never been with a woman before. This is something I’ve considered and I’ve wanted to experience for some time now. Have you ever been?”
It’s not what I expected her to say. She opened the door and I took full advantage. “I have. I’ve discovered that I am bisexual. I love being with men and women.”
I let that sink in. My hand was still on her leg. She took my hand and guided it up her leg and under her dress. A couple was sitting at a table watching us and witnessed what was happening. Her legs opened up and with a single finger, I could feel the smooth silky skin between her legs. My curiosity was answered, clean shaven and no panties. It was then I knew the bag of toys upstairs in my room wouldn’t go to waste tonight.
When I noticed the couple sitting at the table was enjoying the show we were putting on I pulled my hand back. I considered going further to see their reaction. I considered inviting this young couple to join us in a wild evening orgy. I already had a surprise for Brianna upstairs and since this was Brianna’s first time with a woman, I didn’t want to overwhelm her with a full-on orgy.
“Please don’t stop,” she begged.
“A young couple is watching us. Maybe we should finish our drinks and find someplace that’ll give us a little more privacy than here.”
I could tell that having an audience concerned her. I didn’t want to cause her any apprehension as our evening seemed to be progressing nicely. She sipped her wine and after a long pause, thanked me for recognizing that we were being watched. I would have enjoyed taking it a little further. You never know what could develop in a situation like that.
It seemed like an opportune time to ask the question. “Would you like to come up to my room? We can get a bottle of wine and have a private party upstairs. We can sit on the balcony and enjoy each other’s company.”
Brianna looked at me, debating in her mind the question. I added, “No pressure. If you’re not comfortable, that’s okay. We can stay here and enjoy the evening.”
“No. I’m fine. Let’s do that. I would love to get to know you better.”
Hearing the words made me quiver with excitement. We finished our drinks and asked the bartender if it was possible to get a bottle of Chardonnay to go. He was very accommodating removing the cork and giving us two glasses with the bottle.
We walked out of The Reef hand in hand. The woman at the table watching us gave me an approving smile. She knew what was happening. I would have loved to ask her to join us. When we entered the elevator, I leaned into her and kissed her. Not a peck on the cheek, but a full open mouth passionate kiss. My hand ran across her breasts and she took a deep breath.
It was a short walk down the hall to my room. When I opened the door and turned the light on, Brianna let out a gasp.
Before I went downstairs to The Reef, I laid out the toys that I had in my overnight bag. When Brianna saw them she stopped dead in her tracks. It took a few seconds for her to move forward. Then she inspected what I brought with me.
She picked up the butt plug, inspecting it. “What is this for?”
I wasn’t sure if she was kidding or if she didn’t know what it was. I assumed that this little chrome delight was foreign to her. I took it from her hand and started to swirl my tongue around it.
“This is something I use for anal stimulation. Maybe you’ll want to try it later. It makes my orgasms stronger and last a little longer.”
Her face showed no emotion. I wasn’t sure she was going to stay. She stepped closer to the other bed. It was as if she was planning what to do next. Then out of the blue, she slid out of her dress. Now she was standing naked, not moving. I followed her lead, slipping out of my clothes. We stood before one another like two lovers anticipating what was next. I took the bottle of wine and filled the two glasses.
We raised our glasses and I said, “Here’s to an evening that you will never forget.”
Our glasses clinked and we sipped our drinks. The night air was too refreshing to not enjoy. I pulled the sliding glass door open and stepped out onto the balcony. Brianna followed me, taking my hand. We stood at the railing, without a concern that we were both nude. The young couple from the bar was walking on the beach. They didn’t see us. Another couple was sharing a single lounge chair poolside, under a blanket. I’m fairly certain they were in the process of pleasuring each other and paid no attention to us. I pointed it out to Brianna. She smiled, making the same assumption.
She turned to go back in the room. “I’m cold, let’s go inside.”
I followed her. Once we were inside, she sat down in the chair next to the bed. I knelt before her, parted her legs, and started to kiss her clitoris. She grabbed the arms of the chair and dug her fingers in. Her head fell back as she started to whimper with delight. I ran my tongue in circles then down to her ass. I could taste her reaction as she started to buck her hips.
It didn’t take long. In a low whisper, I could hear her saying, “I’m coming, I’m coming, oh God thank you. I needed this, it’s been so long.”
Ten hours ago, I was out for a walk. An innocent stop for coffee and a crowded Starbucks led to a night of lascivious hijinks. What happened next surprised me. Brianna pushed me away and reached for the strap-on dildo. She stood at the bed admiring it, then she handed it to me. If she was being honest with me and this was her first time with a woman, she wasn’t giving any indication of that. I stood next to her and she started to kiss me like we were lovers.
Her aggressive kiss was all I needed to take the lead. Our lips broke free and I pushed her onto her back. Her legs spread wide, seducing me to approach her. She was glistening as she watched me fasten the ten-inch dildo to my body. I slathered the appendage with vanilla lube, making a show of stroking it as if the motion would make it grow.
She enjoyed watching me. “Fuck me, make me come,” was all she muttered.
As soon as I touched her, she started to respond. Her breathing became heavy and fast. She threw her arms over her head grabbing the headboard holding on. I started by teasing her, with a short thrusting in motion then withdrawing. I did this several times and that started to drive her mad. She started to thrash like a fish out of water. I finally took her legs pushed them up toward her chest and plunged the full length deep into her, it sent her over the edge.
Her body stiffened and she raised her hips off the bed and shouted, “Oh fuck yes!”
I leaned into her, kissing her as I started to lurch in and out of her. She settled down as I made love to her. My arms were behind her legs, holding her so she could take the entire phallus. Our kiss was passionate and lasting. Her arms wrapped around my neck as I launched into a rhythm that had her mind wandering. Every few seconds, I could feel her body tremor. After several minutes, I broke free from her arms and pulled the silicone shaft from her.
She begged me, “Oh no, don’t stop. I was in a trance. I was coming over and over.”
I rolled onto my back. The cock was dripping from the combination of vanilla lube and Brianna’s orgasms. The fragrance of our love filled the room. She wasn’t ready to give up. She took charge, throwing a leg over my body. The dildo slid into her with ease. Her cadence was smooth and slow moving up and down, loving every inch of the tool.
She sat straight up, her eyes closed as she concentrated on the moment. I reached up and started to pinch her nipples. That seemed to change her mood. She grabbed my hands and held me down becoming more forceful. Before, this act was tender and loving. Now she became vigorous, she was using me, riding me, forcing me to please her. I allowed it to continue for a while. Then, I pushed her off me. It was my turn to be satisfied.
Without saying anything, Brianna understood my desire. She removed the appliance from my body and rolled me onto my stomach placing a pillow under my tummy. I wasn’t sure what she had in mind but I was a willing subject. My eyes were closed as I imagined her using the dildo to fuck me doggie style.
What happened next surprised me. Instead, she brushed the hair off my neck and started to kiss me. The soft kisses started on the back of my neck and she slowly worked her way down the center of my back. This romantic act sent a shiver up my spine causing the tiny hairs on the back of my neck to stand up. It also created a waterfall from between my legs. I wanted to be fucked by her more now than ever.
Her tongue ran down the center of my back. She playfully bit my ass and continued down my left leg then up my right. I could feel the tip of her tongue follow the same path back up to my neck. She rolled me onto my back, my eyes were shut waiting for her next move. She started the same action down the front of my body, nibbling on both my nipples, and then continuing down toward my hips. Her tongue circled around my hips bypassing my pussy. I was disappointed, hoping she would latch onto my swollen clit. She didn’t. The kisses down my legs were making me crazy with desire.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I took her by the hair and guided her between my legs. It didn’t take much coaxing from me. Her tongue started to dance across my clit making it erect. I held my breath as her lips latched and sucked on the nub. It wasn’t long before I started to lose myself in the moment. Brianna knew what she was doing. My clit was engorged and she was sucking so hard that I couldn’t think straight. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in so she couldn’t back away.
“Eat me, you fucking bitch! Make me come!”
With the same vivacity that she was riding me, she was sucking, lashing her tongue, and even biting me, pulling the tender skin that shrouded my clit. I wanted to be fucked and started to plead.
“Why aren’t you fucking me? I need you now, I’m ready!”
With that, Brianna reached for the rubber dildo and started to tease me rubbing it up and down my pussy. Then, she introduced the bulbous head to me. Again, she was teasing me, pumping the tip in and out.
“Oh God, please put it in! You’re driving me crazy!”
Finally, she showed some mercy and started to drive the rubber cock into me. It was a slow and steady motion until the full shaft was embedded inside me. I lay still loving the sensation. Her lips met mine and she started to kiss me. I could taste my juices as our tongues started to twist in a passionate exchange. Her hair fell into my face as she made love to me.
The surging action of the handheld erection was numbing. In, then out, over and over. The whole time, she continued to kiss me. I started to shake with a series of orgasms that were making me hallucinate. Visions of different colors were appearing as if I were on some type of drug. I loved the orgasms, so different from Brianna.
Then, it was over. I lay still on the bed as my body was still pulsating.
As she lifted herself, I asked, “Where are you going?”
“I have to go home. My husband thinks I went to the movies with my girlfriends.”
And just as quick as she came into my life, she was gone. We didn’t exchange phone numbers or email addresses. I’ll head back to Tallahassee with the memory fresh in my mind, always wondering if I was truly her first.
