I woke naked in your bed and was disappointed not to find your slender body pressed against me. You were long gone, rushing off to an early morning meeting leaving me to sleep in.
Rubbing my eyes, I surveyed the room, smiling as I noticed the evidence of last night's sex. Your favourite knickers lay on the dresser where I had tossed them the evening before, a collection of sex toys lay strewn across the floor next to a half-empty wine glass that you had interrupted me from drinking.
It was then that I noticed the white envelope on the bedside table. It was initialled with the letter N with a neatly drawn heart nestling next to it. Intrigued I tore it open to see what was inside. You had kept it brief knowing that the lack of information would drive me wild.
The note promised "an unforgettable night" and gave me a set of short instructions and a train time. There was nothing else. No hints, no clues, just a note.
Later that day on the journey back from work, I re-read the note and tried to call you for some answers to the note's many questions. But you didn't answer. I knew you wouldn't. It seemed that the note was all the information I was going to get.
So I went to the station the following day and boarded the 11.33 train, smiling as I noted that the destination was Brighton. We had always talked about a weekend by the sea. A big hotel room and lots of sex, and my cock began to stir in anticipation.
As the train was nearing Brighton you texted me telling me to get a taxi to the Belmont Hotel and ask for the key to room 217.
Half an hour later I was standing outside the door, my cock rock hard in anticipation of what the next few hours would entail. I unlocked the door and moved into the darkened room.
A spacious bathroom lay to my right off a short corridor that seemed to lead to the main part of the room. I couldn't see you but I could hear a faint buzzing noise and see the flickering of a screen that sent eerie shadows across the room.
I moved further into the room and soon there you were on the bed, your right hand slowly thrusting your favourite toy deep within your pussy as you lay transfixed by the porn that was being played out on your laptop.
You smiled lustily at me as your breasts rose and fell in pleasure. I dropped my bag and moved to join you on the bed but you signalled for me to stop and motioned for me to sit on the chair. It seemed I was meant to play audience to begin with.
"Take of your clothes," you whispered as your pace began to increase. I slowly did as I was told making sure that I didn't miss a second as I watched my lover fuck herself.
Your eyes had moved from the screen and were now locked on mine and as your orgasm approached she moved yourself to the edge of the bed so your feet were on the floor and your naked form was just inches from me.
Your pace increased still further and then almost without warning your body tensed, your head arched back as your orgasm shot threw you.
You collapsed on the bed panting and motioned for me to join you. But I had other ideas. I pulled you up the bed and then brought my mouth to your throbbing clit. You spasmed at every lick and tried to push me away as you tried to recover from the orgasm that had just ripped through you.
But I wanted to make the most of your fresh juices, I needed to taste you. I held you firm as my tongue danced over your pussy, licking and sucking, with each contact bringing a moan to your lips. I sucked on your clit and then moved two fingers inside you. Your moans became louder as you no longer tried to fight my touch.
My pace increased and you began to grind your hips against me, fucking my face and fingers. Your breathing began to change and your hands grabbed my head pushing it further towards your pussy. I knew your second orgasm was approaching so I slipped a moist finger into your arse and began to move it gently back and forth.
The added sensation sent you over the edge and you screamed out my name as this time you squirted your juices up into my face and across the bed.
This time I did join you on the bed taking your face in my hands and kissing you gently as you lay trembling and recovering from your ecstasy. You always loved the taste of your own juices and quickly the kisses became more passionate before, with a cheeky grin on your face, you rolled on top of me and began to slide your tongue down my body.
"Now your turn," you whispered.
You were now in control and were adamant that you would take your time and slowly you licked and sucked my nipples before continuing the journey south. Your tongue drew shapes on my stomach before flicking down to my freshly shaved balls.
