I woke up the next morning, feeling refreshed and ready for the day ahead. I started my day early and went for a run along the beach. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a warm, golden light onto the sand. I ran for miles, feeling the cool breeze on my skin and the sand between my toes.
As I made my way back to the hotel, I couldn’t help but think about Maya. I knew I had to see her again, to continue where we’d left off, but wasn’t quite sure how I could make it happen.
I’d arranged to meet John at the hotel’s beachfront restaurant for breakfast direct from my run. He was already there and had ordered us our coffees and fruit juices. We ordered our food and chatted casually about our plans for the day.
He fancied a visit to the hotel’s golf course and asked if I wanted to come along with him. He wasn’t surprised when I said ‘no’ – he knows I have absolutely no interest in golf. But I told him I was perfectly happy for him to go by himself.
When we had finished eating, I attracted our waitress’s attention to sign the tab. She brought it over, and when I opened it, another piece of paper dropped into my lap. It just had these handwritten words on it – “Room 26 – 11:30 am M xx”. I quickly screwed it up, signed the tab and handed it back to the waitress, who was looking at me with a hint of a smile. I wondered if she knew what Maya’s message meant or whether she just assumed my husband and I were having a kinky anniversary threesome. I didn’t really care.
I felt a wicked grin spread across my face as I stood and walked back to the room alone. Leaving John at the restaurant to enjoy his coffee before heading off to the golf course for the day. I had just over an hour to kill until 11:30, but my head was already filled with images of the two of us together—just the two of us alone. Really filthy thoughts! How had Maya managed to unleash such dirty thoughts in me? No, that wasn’t fair to Maya – I’d had these hidden thoughts for some time now.
I quickly sent a text to John letting him know that I’d decided to have another spa treatment later in the day, so there was no need for him to rush back, and suggested that I would meet him at the hotel restaurant for dinner at 6:30 pm. He replied with a ‘Have fun, dear’ and a winky face emoji. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at his message; if only he knew!
Back in my room, I took my time freshening up and getting myself ready for Maya. I took an age deciding on what set of lingerie would be the most erotic to wear under my beach cover-up.
By the time I’d finished, it was time to make my way to Room 26, my heart beating fast in anticipation. I knocked softly on the door, and after a few seconds, it opened. Maya stood before me, her eyes dark and sultry, a beautiful smile hovering on her lips.
She was wearing a silk robe, similar to the one she had worn yesterday for the massage, but this time it was open enough to give me a glimpse of what lay beneath. I could feel my breath catch in my throat as I took in her perfect body, her smooth skin, and the curve of her breasts beneath the delicate silk.
“I’m so glad you could make it,” she whispered, reaching out to take my hand.
My heart raced as I stepped inside the room, the door closing behind me with a soft click. The room was dimly lit, with candles flickering on the nightstand and half-drawn curtains filtering the sunlight.
Maya looked even more stunning, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders, her skin glowing beneath the candlelight. As I followed her across the room, I could feel my body reacting to her presence, my pussy throbbing with anticipation. I was nervous but excited, too. This was still very much new territory for me.
At last, my fantasies – and boy, I’d had my fair share of fantasies – were hopefully going to become reality! She stopped in front of the bed and turned to face me, her dark eyes smouldering with desire. I could see, on the nightstand by bed, she had on display an array of various goodies that we might be tempted to use during our session – vibes, dildoes, plugs, lube, etc.
“I’ve been waiting for this moment since you left yesterday,” she whispered, her voice husky with longing.
I didn’t need any more encouragement. I closed the distance between us, my hands trembling as I reached out to touch her. She was warm and smooth, her skin soft as silk under my fingers. I couldn’t resist the temptation to trace the contours of her perfect body and caress her saltwater-kissed skin.
Her nipples poked out sharply against her top, and I couldn’t help but notice how her silk robe barely covered her enticing hips. She caught me staring, and a hint of a smirk spread across her lips. I could tell she knew how much I wanted her. We exchanged a knowing glance, and I knew that this room was about to become our private playground for the next few hours.
I could see the hunger in her eyes, she bit her lip as my hands continued to explore every inch of her tanned, toned body, her chest rising with each laboured breath. I gently took Maya’s waist in my hands, pulling her closer, our bodies melting into one another.
Her tongue swirled expertly in my mouth, matching my passion stroke for stroke. I couldn’t help but moan as she slipped her hands under my cover-up, teasing my soaking wet thong and exposing my already wet and aching pussy. I shivered with anticipation. Maya’s touch was like an electric current, igniting a fire in my belly.
“I love how wet you get for me,” she whispered against my lips, a wicked smile spreading across her face.
All I could manage was a smile in response. I was completely at her mercy. I needed to feel her inside me and me inside her, to fulfil the insatiable hunger that had been building up since the moment I first saw her.
She must have sensed my desperation because she quickly obliged, hooking her fingers into my thong and ripping it off in one swift motion. I gasped as her fingers found their way to my sopping wet pussy, parting my lips and teasing my clit with her thumb.
“Emily, you’re not just wet – you’re so fucking sodden,” she groaned, her voice low and husky.
I could feel my orgasm building, my legs shaking as she slid two fingers inside me.
“Oh, fuck,” I breathed, my head thrown back in pleasure. Maya smiled, picking up the pace as she plunged into me again and again. Her other hand found my clit, rubbing small circles into the sensitive nub. It was too much for me to handle; I was spiralling fast towards the edge of oblivion.
Her fingers knew exactly how to touch me, each stroke sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through my body. I gripped her shoulders, digging my nails into her skin as I rode out the waves of my orgasm.
It was overwhelming, powerful, and incredibly intimate. I could feel her release as well, her body bucking and trembling against mine, sending a shockwave of pleasure through my entire being.
We collapsed onto the bed, panting and trembling, our bodies still intertwined. I looked into her eyes, searching for some sign that she was as affected by this encounter as I was.
“Fuck, Maya,” I whispered, brushing a loose curl from her forehead. “I’ve never felt this before.” Maya grinned, a wicked smile spreading across her face. “Me neither,” she whispered, placing a soft, delicate kiss on my lips.
I pulled her close, our bodies pressed together, heartbeats racing. I could feel the warmth of her skin, the curve of her firm breasts against my chest. We rolled over in the bed, our legs tangled together as Maya kissed me harder, her tongue swirling and dancing with mine. Our lips met hungrily – taste, touch and scent mingling as we continued our kisses, savouring each other.
Maya had begun to explore my breasts with her hands. She expertly massaged them, and teasingly licked at a nipple, causing me to whimper and moan in response. It felt so damn good.
Breaking our kiss for just a moment, Maya raised herself above me. She lowered her head and took one hard nipple into her mouth, sucking and biting it like a piece of candy. I gasped and ran my fingers through her long, silky hair.
“Yes. Just like that,” I whispered.
My breathing became more laboured as she continued to kiss and lick her way down my stomach, finally settling at the apex of my thighs. She looked up at me for permission, her dark eyes full of lust.
I nodded, my heart pounding in my ears.
Maya’s fingers continued to work their magic on my pussy, but now her tongue joined in, teasing my clit as she began to eat me out. I grabbed the edges of the bed and thrust my hips up, grinding my pussy against her tongue. My whole body tensed as I felt another orgasm building, my moans growing louder and more urgent as I prepared to come.
“Oh God, yes… oh God yes!” I cried out, arching my back as my body exploded in an earth-shattering orgasm.
Maya didn’t let up, her tongue still swirling around my clit as she milked every last shudder from my body. Finally, I collapsed back onto the bed, panting and trembling with exhaustion. Maya lifted her head, a wicked smile on her lips.
“You taste incredible,” she purred, crawling up to lie beside me.
I could feel my heart rate slowly returning to normal as I caught my breath. My body felt like jelly, but I was still hungry for more. And I knew she was just as hungry as me. I couldn’t wait any longer to touch her in that special place. This would be my first feel of another woman’s pussy. Hallelujah!
I parted her legs and spread them wide, revealing her perfect pussy. I could see she was already soaking wet, her lips glistening with wetness and swollen from arousal.
“Jesus, your pussy is so fucking gorgeous,” I whispered, my fingers tracing gentle circles around her clit. She squirmed beneath my touch, throwing her head back in response to the pleasure.
“Fuck me, Emily,” she breathed, her words barely more than a moan. “Finger fuck my cunt, now.” I was happy to oblige, completely turned on by her unexpected use of the word ‘cunt’.
I slid my hand between her legs and stroked her engorged clit, admiring the smoothness of her perfectly shaved pussy. She moaned and writhed beneath me, her body arching upwards as her orgasm began to build.
Leaning down, I took one of Maya’s perfect nipples into my mouth, teasing it with my teeth and tongue, hoping to drive her wild with pleasure. She cried out and dug her nails into my back, her legs shaking as her body convulsed.
I could feel the tremors radiating through her as her orgasm overcame her, and I couldn’t help but smile as I nibbled at her sensitive nipples.
I continued to tease and lick every inch of her, revelling in the power I held over her body. My fingers were still buried deep inside her, and I found her G-spot. I rubbed it in slow, steady circles, drawing out every last shudder of pleasure from her trembling body.
Her pussy clenched around my fingers as I slowly massaged her towards another intense orgasm. I felt her muscles tighten, and I knew she was on the brink. I quickened my pace, plunging my fingers deeper inside her with each thrust.
“Yes, Emily…just like that,” she moaned, her voice thick with lust.
I could feel her warm release, the trickle of liquid spilling out around my fingers as she cried out my name once more, surrendering herself to the pleasure of the moment.
And as she came down from her second high, I slowed my pace, gently pressing my thumb against her asshole as I eased my fingers from her pulsing core.
“Fuck, Emily,” she panted, her limbs trembling with exhaustion. “I’ve never come like that before.”
My cheeks flushed with pride; the thrill of having brought Maya to orgasm coursed through me, making my blood sing. I crawled up to lie beside her once more, pulling her into my arms as I pressed a soft kiss against her mouth. She was still shaking, her breathing ragged and uneven.
“Maya, are you okay?” I asked, concern filling my voice. She whispered hoarsely in my ear,
“BEST…FUCKING…ORGASM…OF…MY…LIFE.”
I smiled, feeling an overwhelming surge of joy wash over me. I knew in that moment that our chance encounter had opened up a new journey for me, and I never wanted this journey to end.
For now, though, there was one thing left that I needed to do…one of those more extreme fantasies of mine. I leaned down, pressing my lips and tongue against Maya’s inner thigh. I could feel her trembling beneath my touch as my tongue darted out to taste her. She let out a soft moan, her thighs spreading wider as she surrendered herself to me.
Slowly, I traced kisses along her skin, inching closer and closer to her puckered asshole.
I could feel her quiver in anticipation, her lips curling into a knowing smile. I traced my tongue along her ass crack, my fingers tightening around her hips as I licked her ass, tasting the sweet flavours of her body, as well as scented soap. She’d obviously prepared herself for this possibility. As had I, I must confess.
Maya moaned again, bucking her hips up towards my face as I tightened my grip. I moved my fingers to her pussy, sliding them easily between her folds as I felt her sticky juices coat my fingers. Maya dug her fingers into the sheets, arching her back as I inched closer to her puckered ass. I nuzzled my nose against her hole, letting the scent of her sex fill my nostrils.
I could hear her breathing become faster and more ragged, her body ready for the ride I was about to take her on. I flicked my tongue out, teasing her asshole, feeling her tense and then relax as she gave herself over to the sensation. I could feel her hands fisting the sheets, her legs trembling as I continued to lick and tease her.
“God, Emily,” she gasped, “that feels so fucking good. Push your tongue in deeper.”
I smiled to myself, loving the power I had over her. I pushed my tongue in deeper, feeling her tighten around me. I used my fingers to spread her wetness, coating her pussy and ass with her own juices. Then I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the tube of lube I’d noticed earlier and squirted a generous amount onto my fingers. I rubbed my fingers together, warming the lube before bringing my slick fingers back to her ass. Maya arched her back, her body already trembling with anticipation. I positioned my fingers at her tight little hole and pressed gently. She tensed at first, but I could feel her relax as I slowly pushed my finger inside her. She moaned louder, pushing back against me, eager for more.
“Oh god, fuck, that feels so good,” Maya moaned, her voice hoarse with desire.
I twisted my finger, scissoring it inside her, stretching her gently. I added another finger, going slow and making sure she was comfortable. I could feel her body tensing, her asshole clenching around my fingers as I pushed them in deeper, fucking her harder. I looked up, watching her tits bounce with each thrust, her nipples hard and begging to be sucked.
“Touch yourself, Maya,” I commanded, my voice hoarse with desire. “Make yourself cum for me while I finger fuck your ass.”
She didn’t need to be told twice. Her hand snaked down between her legs, her fingers finding her clit and rubbing furiously. I could see her pussy glistening, her juices coating her fingers as she worked herself into a frenzy. The sight of her pleasuring herself while I finger fucked her ass was almost too much for me to bear.
“Fuck, Maya, you look so fucking hot,” I growled, my pace quickening as I watched her. Her large tits continued to bounce with each thrust, her moans growing louder and more desperate.
I could feel her asshole tightening around my fingers, her body tensing as she neared another orgasm. I knew she was close, and I wanted to push her over the edge, so I leaned in and added a third finger.
“Oh, my god – yes! Give me another!” she screamed. I also didn’t need to be asked twice. I eagerly accepted her invitation and gently eased a fourth finger in. Her response was immediate, her body convulsing as she came undone. Her asshole clamped down on my four fingers, pulsing and squeezing as she rode out her orgasm.
I lapped at her pussy, prolonging her ecstasy with my tongue, tasting her cum and the musky scent of her arousal as she shuddered and moaned.
As her body calmed, I carefully withdrew my fingers from her ass and crawled up her body, my lips trailing a wet path from her pussy to her mouth. She tasted herself on me, and I groaned at the taste of her. She opened her eyes, her gaze meeting mine, and I saw a mixture of lust and satisfaction in her gaze.
“My god, that was fucking incredible,” she whispered as she lay back, looking spent and sated. “That was something else entirely. Never, ever had an orgasm like that before. You dirty, dirty woman.”
Her pussy was still throbbing, her legs spread wide and wet as she grinned up at me, her hair strewn across the pillow.
I crawled up beside her, tracing my fingertips down her slick stomach, feeling the muscles jump under my touch.
“So, you liked that then?” I asked, my voice raspy with pleasure. She nodded, not trusting herself to speak just yet. Her body was still humming with the thrill of what had just happened.
“Good,” I said, wrapping my arms around her neck and pulling her down for a deep kiss.
The thought of her tasting her own cum on my lips sent a jolt of arousal straight to my pussy. I could feel myself growing wet in response and immediately knew what I wanted.
“Fuck me Maya,” I whispered against her mouth, my voice needy and desperate. “Like I’ve just fucked you – in my ass. Can you do that? Fuck me the way I just fucked you?”
Maya smiled wickedly as she registered my words. But then, just as she slid a hand between my legs, my mobile phone rang.
“Bloody hell!” I exclaimed. “Let it ring. It’ll be a nuisance call, I expect.”
At last, the phone stopped ringing, allowing me to focus on the pleasure Maya was about to give me. But, almost immediately, it began to ring again.
I swore in frustration, “Fuck! Who the hell is calling me?”
I ignored the phone again, turned it on to silent mode and focused my attention back on Maya. I caught my breath as I saw her squeezing lube onto her fingers and then felt her cool, wet fingers trace circles around my waiting asshole.
She chuckled and said, “I guess, whoever it is, they’ve no idea what they’re interrupting,” as her fingers began to explore me.
“They can wait,” I moaned, as Maya’s finger eventually breached me, pushing past the initial resistance.
But then the bloody fucking phone started vibrating again.
‘Who the fuck is it?’ I grumbled, trying to push the thought aside, but the rhythm of the phone’s vibrations against the nightstand was driving me crazy.
“Let them wait,” I groaned, grinding my ass against Maya’s finger. “I need you right now.”
But as much as I tried to ignore it, the persistent buzz of my phone was making it impossible to focus on anything else. I sighed in frustration and finally decided to answer it.
“What?” I barked into the phone, not even bothering to check who was calling me.
“You okay, Emily?” John asked. “You didn’t answer the first two times and, I must say, you sound pretty stressed.” John’s voice was filled with concern, and it brought me back to reality. I looked up at Maya who, realising it was John on the phone, gently withdrew her finger from my ass.
“Sorry,” I whispered, bringing the phone to my ear. “I’m fine. What’s up?”
John hesitated before answering. “Nothing important, honey. Just wanted to let you know that we had to finish the golf early. One of the guys fainted in this extreme heat. So, I’m on my way back to the hotel now. Should be back in about 45 minutes. Just wanted to let you know. By the way, how did your spa treatment go?” he said, still sounding concerned by the tone of my initial greeting.
I looked at Maya and knew I had to think up a suitable response quickly.
“Oh yeah, the spa treatment was great, thanks. It finished about an hour ago. I’m out on a long walk on the beach at the moment. Thought I’d take a look at ‘The Crazy Chicken’ – you remember? The restaurant the hotel manager recommended to us. I’m almost there so, all being well, should be back at the room in just over an hour. So don’t feel you have to rush back for me. Okay?” I babbled away into the phone, with a wink to Maya.
“Okay, darling – see you in a bit. Careful on your walk back. Especially in this heat. Don’t want to end up like that poor sod on the golf course, do you?.” John eventually replied.
I smiled to myself, thinking how protective he was of me, even from afar. “I will, honey. Love you,” I said, before hanging up the phone.
Maya looked up at me, her eyes full of questions. “Everything okay?” she asked, her voice low and sultry.
“Yeah, it’s all good,” I replied, a mischievous grin spreading across my face. “But we’ve only got about 45 minutes max for you to finish what you started. I managed to convince John I was out on a long walk. So he shouldn’t be too surprised if I get back all hot and sweaty! So, where were we?”
She looked into my eyes, and with a wicked grin, said, “Oh, I think you remember…”
With that, she seductively licked her finger and found my asshole again. I tensed but remained still, waiting for her to continue. She circled my butt hole, wetting her fingers, and then thrust one firmly back in me. The feeling was indescribable – a mixture of pleasure and pain. I could feel my heart race, my breath catch in my lungs, and my body tremble.
“Do you like me fingering you in there, baby?” Maya whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
I whimpered a response, nodding my head desperately.
“Yes, Maya. I like it. I love it. Give me more.”
She pushed her finger deeper, one at first and then quickly followed it with a second.
The feeling was intense, foreign, and completely thrilling. With each thrust of her fingers, my breath hitched, my hips bucking wildly in response.
Maya was relentless in her assault, using her fingers to stretch and open me up, preparing me for the next step. A wave of pleasure washed over me and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I reached the peak of orgasmic bliss.
“Yes, Maya! Give me more!” I cried out, my voice hoarse with pleasure. She didn’t let up, her fingers thrusting deeper inside me.
“I need more of those beautiful fingers of yours in me!” I screamed.
She responded, plunging her fingers in and out of me with reckless abandon. My nerves were on fire as she stretched my tight asshole to uncharted limits. I pushed back against her, desperate for more. She added a third finger, filling me up completely, causing a pleasure-pain sensation that was so intense, I couldn’t believe it.
I looked down, watching her fingers sinking into me, and I almost couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I touched myself and started rubbing my clit, the simultaneous pleasure nearly too much for me to handle.
Just as I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, she pulled out her fingers slowly and then fiercely plunged her entire fist back in, burying her hand into my ass. She must have instinctively known what I wanted because that was exactly what I was craving. She moved her fist rhythmically, in and out, spreading my ass wider and wider. I screamed at the top of my lungs. I had never felt such intense pleasure before in my entire life. I was in ecstasy, pure and simple. She pulled out slowly, causing me to moan in frustration, but then quickly rammed her fist back in, filling me completely once again. The sight of her wrist disappearing so deep into my asshole was beautifully erotic.
I looked at her, my eyes pleading for her to continue. She smiled and spanked my ass, the sound echoing throughout the room.
“You like that, don’t you?” she purred.
Oh, how I did. Everything about this moment had my body on fire from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. Time seemed to slow down as she started fucking me with her fist harder and faster. I looked down, once again fascinated by the sight of her hand disappearing into my ass, so deep into my very depths.
My pussy was soaked, a steady stream of clear liquid dripping from between my folds, pooling on the bed sheets beneath us. I felt incredibly slutty and turned on by the realisation of just how kinky and dirty I could be. I had never been more turned on in my life.
“Fuck, yes, Maya!” I screamed. ”Just like that. Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”
She wrapped her other arm around me, squeezing my tits tightly, and using her dominant position to push my head down into the pillows.
I was helpless beneath her, but the feeling was intoxicating.
I spread my legs wider, completely open to her, and she plunged her fist deeper and deeper inside me.
Each thrust caused the bed to shake, squeaking in time with our movements. Her hand pushed deep into me, completely dominating me in every way, and I couldn’t control the moans of pleasure that escaped my lips. My breath came out in short, sharp gasps as she thrust her hand in and out of me, fucking me harder than I’d ever been fucked before.
I could feel myself being stretched to accommodate her fist, and the sensation of being so filled up was almost too much to bear. I pushed myself up onto my elbows, wanting to watch her, wanting to see her as she owned me.
Her eyes were on fire, her pupils dilated and black as night, her lips parted and wet with desire. I lifted my head to reach her, but she pushed me back again with a devilish grin. Her thumb found my clit and circled with just the right pressure. I was so close to release, my body buzzing from her expert fingers.
Maya looked up at me then, her eyes heavy-lidded and glazed over with lust. She knew exactly what she was doing to me, and she was relishing every moment of it. I felt utterly exposed under her scrutiny, but there was no hesitation in my movements.
I leaned up to her, my mouth open, and kissed her fiercely. Our tongues wrestled for control as her hips continued to grind against mine, our wetness mingling together in a delicious, lewd way.
My clit throbbed with every rock of her hips, and I could feel my orgasm building.
“Fuck, yes, Emily,” she groaned, breaking our kiss and burying her face in my neck. “I’m gonna make you come like this. You want that, don’t you, Emily?” Maya growled, her voice low and sultry. My breath caught in my throat, and I could feel my body trembling in anticipation.
“Ohh yes, Maya, keep fucking me like this until I come. I want to come for you. I want to cover you with my juices.” I moaned back. “Please, Maya. I want to come for you.”
She leaned in close, her long black hair cascading around us like a soft curtain. “That’s right, Emily – come for me, baby,” she whispered in my ear. “Come all over me.”
Her words ignited a fire within me that I knew only she could quench. I was rocking my hips against her, desperate to reach the peak of pleasure that I knew was just moments away.
And then it happened – the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had surged through my body. I let out a guttural scream as my whole body quivered, the warm liquid gushing powerfully from my pussy.
It was as if a dam had burst, releasing all the pent-up desire that I had kept locked away for so long. It hit her tits with such an incredible force that it sprayed back and covered me as well. But this was just the first wave. I continued to gush out wave after wave of powerful jets. It went on and on, my body pulsing with wave after wave of bliss.
And Maya didn’t stop with her fist either – it was still buried deep inside me as she milked every last ounce of pleasure from my body.
I couldn’t believe what I was doing, saying, or experiencing, but I couldn’t get enough of it.
My orgasm seemed to trigger something in Maya. I could feel her body tensing behind me, her breath against my neck quickening. She pulled out of me slowly, leaving me feeling empty and wanting. I turned my head to watch as she positioned herself behind me, her knees sinking into the mattress.
With both hands, she spread me wider and pushed against my lower back, urging me to arch further. I obeyed, my ass instinctively lifting up towards her.
She then spread my ass cheeks as wide as they would go, bent down and started to fuck my ass with her tongue. And what an amazing, long, firm tongue it was. She was actually fucking me with it.
I could hear her beautiful slurping noises as she filled my ass with her spit. I was moaning with pleasure, feeling her saliva coat my asshole, making it slick for what I knew was coming next. She licked and sucked expertly, her tongue teasing my sensitive hole until my legs were quivering beneath me.
“Oh, fuck,” I breathed, my breathing shallow and quick with arousal. “Do it, Maya. I need you in me one final time.”
She pressed her slicked-up fingers to my ass again, and this time they slid inside with ease. I let out a long, low moan, feeling her fingers fill me up, stretching me wider than I’d ever been before.
She moved slowly at first, allowing me to adjust to the sensation, but soon she was fucking me hard and fast, her fingers curling to hit that sweet spot inside me.
“God, your ass is still so beautifully tight,” she groaned, her voice ragged with desire. “I can’t wait to fuck you with a strap-on from behind.”
The thought of her taking me with her strap-on sent a jolt of excitement through me but I knew we had no time for that now. I had to get back to my room before John started to worry or get suspicious. I also realised that I would need to shower before going back. If I didn’t, John would immediately notice the smell of sex on me. On my pussy, my ass, my tits, my lips, my tongue, my hair – everywhere.
I had to be firm with Maya. She didn’t want me to leave, but eventually accepted that it was the right thing to do.
I stood up, looking down at her beautiful, sweat-drenched body lying on the bed. Her tits were heaving, her pussy glistening, and her eyes were filled with a hunger that I knew I’d have to satisfy again soon.
“Stay here,” I commanded, my voice low and firm. “I need to take a quick shower before I get back to my room.”
She nodded, her eyes never leaving mine as I walked into the bathroom. I turned on the shower, letting the water heat up before stepping inside.
I needed to scrub every inch of my body, to wash away the evidence of our session. I lathered up a washcloth, my hands shaking as I ran it over my skin, remembering the feel of Maya’s fingers inside me, her tongue on my clit, her fist stretching my ass. I could still smell her on me, still taste her on my lips. I took my time, making sure to clean every crevice, every fold, not wanting John to suspect a thing.
As I dried off, I heard a soft knock at the bathroom door.
I wrapped the towel around me and opened it to find Maya standing there, her eyes hungry and her body still naked. She pushed past me, shutting the door behind her.
“I can’t wait another minute, Emily,” she whimpered, pressing her body against mine. I could feel her hard nipples through the towel, her warm breath on my neck. “I need to taste you one last time.”
Before I could respond, she dropped to her knees, pushing the towel aside and burying her face in my pussy. I gasped, my hands flying to her hair as her tongue found my clit, sucking and licking with expert precision.
She pushed my legs further apart, her fingers digging into my thighs as she feasted on me, her moans vibrating against my sensitive flesh.
I could feel another orgasm building already, my body tensing and my breath coming in short pants.
“Fuck, Maya. We can’t do this. I have to get back to John before he becomes suspicious,” I panted. She tried to slip two fingers inside me but I managed to stay strong and stop her. She started to sob, saying that we’d never see each other again and that she couldn’t live without me in her life.
I was taken aback, not expecting such an emotional reaction. I hugged her tightly, telling her that everything would be okay. We sat there for a while, just holding each other, until she finally got herself under control.
Then, she looked up at me with those big, doe eyes and said, “Emily, I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I can’t… I can’t bear to think I’ll never see you again.”
I was stunned. I never expected to hear those words from someone as beautiful and gorgeous as Maya. My assumption had been that this was just another casual holiday fling for her – one of many.
But as I looked into her eyes, I knew she meant every word. And to my surprise, I realised that I felt the same way. I leaned down and kissed her softly, my heart pounding in my chest.
“I… I can’t bear to think I’ll never see you again too, Maya,” I whispered against her lips. She smiled, her eyes shining with unshed tears.
“Promise me we’ll find a way to be together, Emily,” she said, her voice fierce. “I can’t lose you now that I’ve found you.”
I nodded, my resolve strengthening. “We’ll find a way, I promise. But for now, I have to go,” I said, reluctantly pulling away from her. Maya nodded, her eyes filled with a mix of sadness and understanding. I quickly dressed, my body still tingling from our encounter. As I was about to leave, Maya grabbed my hand.
“Tomorrow is your last day here?” she asked. I nodded yes. “Please come back to my room tomorrow night, after John goes to sleep. We can say our goodbyes properly, exchange contact details and maybe make some plans to meet again. Please.” She paused, her eyes searching mine. “And I want to make love to you one last time before you go.”
“I can’t promise anything – but I’ll try, Maya,” I replied. “It all depends on how quickly John falls asleep. Maybe if I ply him with wine with our evening meal, that should get him sleepy.” I said with a grin. “But now, I really must go.”
I realised I had to be firm with her or else I would never get away. I gave her a long, passionate farewell kiss and made my way to the door.
As I opened it, I glanced back at Maya, her body still sprawled naked on the bed, her eyes filled with a mix of longing and desperation. I blew her a kiss and stepped out, closing the door softly behind me.
The walk back to my villa was a blur. My heart was pounding, my mind racing with thoughts of Maya – her touch, her taste, her smell.
I could still feel her fingers inside me, her tongue on my clit, her fist stretching my ass. I was wet and aching, my body yearning for more.
But I had to get back to my room, to John. I hurried through the hotel gardens, my heart pounding in my chest. As I slipped the key card into the lock, I could feel my hands shaking. I took a deep breath as I pushed open the door, stepping inside quietly.
John was sitting on the bed, engrossed in his book. He looked up as I entered, a smile spreading across his face. “Hey, honey. How was your walk? You look… flushed,” he said.
I forced a smile, walking over to him and leaning down to kiss him.
“It was good, just longer than I thought to get to ‘The Crazy Chicken’. But it does look good. They have half-price drinks from 5 pm. So, I was thinking maybe we could stroll down there this evening and give it a go,” I said, hoping my voice sounded convincing.
“Yes, sounds good to me,” he replied. His eyes lingered on me for a moment longer before he went back to his book. I let out a sigh of relief, my body still humming with adrenaline and desire as I started to think about getting ready for this evening. I just hoped ‘The Crazy Chicken’ turned out to be as good as the manager had described it.
We set off from the hotel about 5 pm and took our time with a leisurely stroll down to the restaurant. We got there about 6 pm, just in time to catch a beautiful sunset while we enjoyed our cocktails. The restaurant certainly didn’t disappoint. It was just as good as the manager had promised – fortunately for me!
We were shown to a lovely table right on the beach for our meal. It was decorated with pristine white tablecloths and candles—very romantic. The meal was fabulous. I had chicken pad thai and John went for his favourite, tamarind prawns.
But all through the meal and then our walk back to the hotel, I just couldn’t rid myself of those thoughts of my time with Maya.
Back in our room, as I changed into my pyjamas, I could still feel her hands on me, her tongue on my clit, her fingers stretching my ass.
I had to bite my lip to stop myself from moaning out loud. I caught my reflection in the mirror and barely recognised the woman staring back at me. My cheeks were flushed, my eyes bright and wide and my lips swollen from Maya’s passionate kisses.
I could still smell her on me, a musky, intoxicating scent that made my pussy ache for more. I quickly brushed my teeth, trying to erase any trace of her, but it was no use. I could still taste her on my tongue, sweet and tangy, like the finest wine.
John was already in bed, his book discarded on the side table. He looked up as I climbed in beside him, his eyes soft in the dim light.
“Come here, love,” he murmured, reaching for me.
I hesitated for a moment, my body still humming with desire for Maya, but I forced a smile and snuggled up against him. His arm wrapped around me, pulling me close, and I could feel his hardening cock pressed against my thigh. I closed my eyes, trying to focus on him, on us, but all I could think about was Maya. John started to kiss my neck, his hand cupping my breast, his thumb brushing against my nipple.
I tried to respond, to kiss him back, but my heart wasn’t in it. I could feel his confusion, his frustration, and I hated myself for it.
“Sorry, John, but those two long walks to ‘The Crazy Chicken’ and back have shattered me, especially in today’s heat. Hope you don’t mind if we give it a miss tonight.” I mumbled, pulling away slightly.
He studied me for a moment, his brow furrowed, before nodding. “Alright, love. If you’re tired, let’s just have a nice cuddle.” He kissed my forehead and turned off the bedside lamp, plunging the room into darkness. I lay there, staring up at the ceiling, my body still thrumming with desire for Maya. I could feel John’s even breaths against my neck, his body relaxing into sleep. And before I knew it, I was asleep as well, shattered from my intense afternoon of passion with Maya.
