Some mornings, like today, I wake up with my fingers sliding between my folds, my pussy already wet, my face turned into the pillow as I moan in pleasure.. my body completely bypassing my brain and just taking what it needs.
Some mornings, like today, I know exactly what led to this condition. I had the most lovely dream about the Master just before waking, and as my fingers find just the right spot to rub, pulling a gasp from my throat, I turn the images over in my head..
I'm at an airport, picking my way through the crowd to the baggage claim area. The flight had been uneventful but longer than I was used to, and I hadn't slept well. But even the physical exhaustion couldn't do a thing to damper my excitement, and a thrumming electricity ran through my body as I realized how close I was to something I'd dreamed about for ages.
I stood near the wall, letting the cattle push and bump their way to the carousels; I knew it would be a little while before the bags showed up, and I didn't want to be in the midst of the impatient travelers. Pulling my jacket a little tighter around me, burying my hands in the pockets, I let my eyes drift over the expansive room, not truly focusing on anything but the anticipation I felt.
The hairs at the back of my neck suddenly stood on end, alerting me to the fact that someone was getting entirely too close to my personal space. Before I could turn, an arm slipped around my waist, pulling me hard into the body that had stepped between me and the wall. Trapped, I momentarily panicked, struggling against the firm grip, as ineffectively as a rabbit in a snare.
Shhhhh..
I froze at the sound, every muscle tense, eyes wide and breath labored.. and knew.
I hadn't expected you to meet me at the airport; I'd wanted the chance to clean up and be presentable first. I melted into your embrace, shaking as the adrenaline wore off, and whimpered your name.
There's a good girl..
I tried to turn around, get my first real look at you, but you effortlessly pinned me against your muscled chest, keeping me in place. I'm not a small person- 5'6" and an equal mix of muscle and padding- but you surrounded me with your body, and it was exactly as blissful as I'd imagined it would be. You pulled the edges of your full-length coat partially around me, holding them in place with one hand. The other tugged my hand from my coat pocket, bending the arm back behind me.. between us.. and I have no idea when or how you'd managed to unfasten your pants, but my hand was suddenly wrapped around your hard, hot cock. I smiled at your unspoken order, not hesitating to twist the hand around and stroke you, eyes closing as your low moan rumbled through me.
Your free hand slid up under my shirt, cupping my breasts, pinching the nipples sharply, and I caught the yelp before it could get all the way out of my mouth. No sense in alerting the natives to our activities.. not yet, at least. To the casual observer, there was nothing out of the ordinary here; merely a fairly attractive couple leaning against the wall, waiting for their bags, keeping warm in each other's arms. A closer look might reveal the steady rocking of your hips, the movement of your hand under my shirt, the flush of my skin, our quick, shallow breathing. Hundreds of people walking past- some within a few feet, some offering smiles of greeting to us- and not a one suspected that I was jerking you off while you played roughly with my tits.
My shirt had ridden up under my jacket, and I could feel your cock dripping onto the bare skin at the small of my back, the head rubbing against me when my hand was on the downward part of each stroke. Your grip on my waist tightened as your hips moved faster; after the innumerable times listening to you come over the phone, I knew you were close. Tilting my head back slightly, barely moving my lips, I whispered to you..
Please, sir. I need it..
And felt your teeth on me for the first time, sinking into my shoulder as your head dropped forward, your body curling around me, fingers digging into my hip and breast, your cum splashing on my back. A single word as the spasms tapered off, cementing what I already knew- and what your actions had just shown.
Mine.
I eased my hand out, carefully licking it clean while you straightened your clothing, thinking that this was going to be the most wonderful vacation ever.
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