New Encounters

“Really? That long!” he mused inward at the thought. A slight pang of sexual excitement running through him.
She laughed sheepishly.
“Yes, really. I have to say I miss it terribly.” Her cheeks flushed a slight red, but her eyes betrayed more.
“The bastard! A woman like you I’d…I’d…” he found his words revealed more than he’d intended, but then again it was because he allowed them to. It was all part of the verbal tango of flirting. A cat and mouse chase of innuendo’s and hints of something but nothing.
She leaned in closer her eyes narrowing. “You’d what? Hmm…?” She felt flush and giddy at the sudden turn of the conversation from her ongoing divorce to her soon to be ex-husbands short-givings in bed. It’d been thirteen years since she felt a fresh sexual invigoration, and she liked it.
His throat went dry and he gave a nervous cough as he took a sip of his water. He looked into her eyes then away towards the horizon noting the beauty of the rolling hills behind the patio of the café they were sitting in, and how to possibly relax the bulge in his pants before it was time to pay the check and leave.
He looked back at her coyly and cocked his head. “It’s just hard for me to believe. I mean, when Linda and I were married…” a twinge of guilt ran through him. He realized it was the first time he mentioned his wife candidly since the accident. Reveal their intimate moments to another woman? Two years of yearning for more intimate contact than the air brushed models in his magazines and a fleshy rubber toy he had ordered from one of the back pages told him to go on. Linda would want him to be happy.
“…she practically begged for it. I was happy to oblige.” Another embarrassed laugh left his lips. He felt like an awkward teenage adolescent again talking to a girl for the first time.
She sat back and adjusted in chair rubbing her legs unconsciously under the tablecloth. She could feel the heat from between her legs now, her panties damp and moist as she shifted. Her head stirred with fantasies of vivid sex. Ever since her first oral experience in college she’d always had a ‘soft’ spot for it. A hard cock was good, but a soft tongue was better! Ironic though how her introduction to the wonders of oral pleasure hadn’t come by a man…
“…sometimes had to beg her because my jaw would get too sore.” He chuckled out of true amusement this time.
Her head slowly swam back into reality and came back into the conversation. A burst of erotic bravery and yearning shot up like a wave through her. She leaned forward and grabbed his hand firmly rubbing her fingers over his wrist. She felt his hair stand on end as if an electric shock struck him.
“Right now…get the check…let’s go.” Her lust filled eyes met his.
He nodded knowingly. His hand shook slightly as he flagged the waitress over for the check. He fumbled reaching for his wallet and quickly flipped out three twenty dollar bills and grabbed her hand to leave.
“We only had coffee!” she giggled as she stood with him.
“It was worth every penny.” He didn’t even turn to look back at her as his made his through the tables, her arm in tow.
“Um…were you going to take the napkin with you?” she said.
He nodded, knowing he looked slightly foolish, but he’d look more foolish without the inconspicuous wad of cloth acting as a diversion in front of his zipper.

* * * *
Fifteen minutes later, after a grope filled ride, they pulled into a Motel 6 on the edge of town. They walked arm in arm into the lobby smiling and giggling of fond memories of years ago.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this twenty years later after I couldn’t even get to first base with you in my dad’s car.” He said as they glided up to the counter.
The clerk gave them an odd look as he must have caught the end of his sentence. They burst into hushed snickers as the clerk turned to get the key for they’re room.
“Two-O-Six.” Said the young man as he gave them the key, “Will you need a wake-up call?” he asked
“No, but we will take one of those do not disturb signs.” She said as she playfully bumped her companion with her hips. The clerk’s face flushed red as he handed her the sign.
Moments later they were through the door. A maelstrom of deep kissing, primal nibbling, and fumbled buttons took place no sooner than the door shut. Several times they nearly lost their balance as they continued the ballet of wanton folly towards the bed.
He became more aroused by the second. All his senses became attuned to her body. Silky flesh, musky aroma, luscious red lips, salty tongue, but most of all the erotic nature of silence in the room being broken by their intrusion. Bed springs moaned as they fell across the bed. Crushed clothing stretching and moaning as individual threads tear. The erotic sound of wet pops and smacks as they kissed more deeply and intimately. There was so much he’d missed about being with a woman.
After several minutes the kissing had slowed into a rhythm. Their hands explored each other’s bodies, and he ran his hand up her dress moaning softly as he yearned for the softness of her skin. He nuzzled her neck and bit her softly on the ear. She laughed lazily taking in his lustful advances. It had been so long since a man’s firm hand had run across her thighs. Her eyes opened in a drunken gaze taking in the room. She had to make sure this was really happening. Her eyes fell over the room as she moaned once more as his warm mouth felt damp against her neck as he gently sucked and kissed his way around her ears, neck, and shoulders.
“A mint.” She said as she popped her head up slightly.
He stopped his advances and looked up at her cocking his eyebrow.
“I’m that bad you’re more amused by a mint?” a playful tone filled his voice, though part of him couldn’t help but to wonder about the sudden outburst.
She nudged him in the side. “No, silly. Its one of those complimentary pillow mints they give you.” She fluttered her eyebrows at him devilishly. He looked at her curiously.
“Sit up!” she said as she bounded across the opposite side of the bed grabbing the mint.
“Yes, ma’am!” He mocked a salute as he rolled up on his side and sat on the edge of the bed.
Another devilish look swept across of her face as she rounded the bed towards him.
“Boy, that’s not gonna be the only time you say that tonight!”
He gulped as he watched her intently.
She stood in front of him and gazed lovingly into his eyes for a moment. Her sundress, already partially off her shoulders, came off as she crossed her arms over her breasts and pulled the straps down. His heart skipped two beats, and he could feel the wetness of his pre-cum in his underwear now. She finished pulling down her straps and let the sundress fall to the floor exposing her braless bust, and her white underwear with floral design to take in.
A moment of insecurity came over her and goose bumps raised across her arms as she sheepishly brought her arms back up to cover her chest.
He reached up quickly and softly grabbed her wrist. “No…don’t…”
She bit her lip, “Do you like what you see?” she asked.
He just nodded as he took in her graceful beauty. He gazed into her eyes and gave a confident smile, and her arms came back down brushing her erect nipples. She took his hand and laid it on her breast gently. She smiled as she closed her eyes and let her head back. She could feel his hand trembling as he softly kneaded her breast. The touch was filled with lost experience, but a familiarity of how to touch a woman.
She leaned over and kissed him several times across the face, lastly on his lips. She pushed him back on his elbows so he lay slightly propped up still on the side of the bed.
“Do you know what a mint does?” she asked coyly as she tore the plastic wrapping open.
“Er…freshens your breathe?” he snickered curiously.
“No, no. I mean do you know how a mint works?”
“With no arms or legs, I don’t see how it could work, lazy thing must get disability!”
Her eyes opened wide as she pursed her lips trying to avoid snickering at the lame joke. She pulled up her leg and firmly placed it square into his crotch. Now his eyes were wide open.
“Not even close smart ass!” she said as she popped the mint into her mouth and tossed the paper at him.
“A mint,” she began, “works by numbing the heat receptors in your mouth, which is what gives that cold sensation when you’re sucking on it…and it freshens your breath.” She winked at him.
“Well, um…thank you for the chemistry lesson.”
“Mm...” she slurped loudly and purposefully on the mint, “but now to apply the lesson!”
She removed her foot from his crotch and kneeled down slowly next to the bed. When her eyes broke from his as she slithered down he propped himself up further. She refused to look at him again while she undid his belt and tugged it out of its loops. She threw it off to the side with one hand as she ripped at his pants button.
She noticed his breathes grew deeper as his body trembled slightly. She slowly undid his zipper and tugged at his pants. He lifted his hips enough for her to pull them off his legs and toss them aside, all the while the springs of the bed groaning at the temporary relief. Her fingers caressed the top of his briefs, his bulge making a small tent out of the cotton. Her fingers wrapped around the bulge and tugged at it a couple of times.
“Oooh…that for me?” her eyes full of lust as she asked the question coyly.
He just nodded nervously, his body still trembling. Sweat beginning to form on his brow from the excitement and fear that he may just cum right her and now into her hands.
She noticed the wet spot at the tip of the bulge and a wave of excitement rushed through her. She rolled her fingertip around it and then squeezed the tip of his head between two fingers gently. A small spot of pre-cum extracted from the cotton briefs and she brushed it across her lower lip as her tongue followed slowly. Her eyes gazing into his all the while. She looked back and began to peel off his briefs revealing a beautifully hard cock pulsing before her. He trembled once more and she mused as she could see his sack tighten under the tension, bringing more pre-cum out of the tip of his cock.
“I..uh..I..,” his throat went dry as he gazed at the top of her flaming red hair.
“Hmm?” she replied to his none statement. She could feel his body tremble once more, and realized it was partly out of fear. Then it dawned on her. She caressed her fingers through his hair tenderly.
“Linda didn’t…” she trailed off shaking her head knowingly.
He cleared his throat and tried to reply, mostly shaking his head. “Uh..um…well not just Linda…but uh…you know..” was the best he could muster.
A new sensation took over her, as her motherly instincts seemed to surface somewhat as the fearful little boy came out in his face, but also the inner vixen in her as she realized she was dealing with a virgin in once sense.
“Just lay back,” she said and trailed her fingers down his torso, along his thin treasure trail patch of hair leading down from just under his navel. As he did she tapped his hip and looked up.
“Oh, and its ok to cum in my mouth, in fact, I want you to.” With that he let out a loud groan.
Gently she wrapped several fingers around the shaft of his cock. She gave a few slow pumps of her hand, twisting her wrist and turning her hand slightly as she did, this brought on another wave of pre-cum. A slight smile stretched across her lips, and she breathed in deep the musky scent of his body. Slowly she nuzzled her head in between his thighs, causing him to jerk slightly. She muffled a giggle as she softly kissed the inside of his thighs, giving playful bites. Lust filled her body and she began to fill her own wetness roll down her legs. She closed her eyes and pulled his cock up with her hand still gripping it, exposing his scrotum. She cocked her head slightly and gave one long, hot, wet, lick across his balls. A loud groan filled the room and she could sense him gripping onto the bed sheets. Another long, hot, lick sent his legs into near convulsions as he cried out her name. Her head came down once more and this time she firmly placed her tongue between his balls, finding the root of his cock, and she licked firmly up and down while gently sucking and nibbling on his sack. She had to finally place her other hand on his hip firmly to keep his writhing around under control before he knocked her over.
For a few more minutes she continued to give her undivided attention to his scrotum and thighs making his entire groin wet with her mouth. She let the mint click against her teeth.
“Was I right?” she said
“I, I dunno.” He panted.
She raised her eyebrow and looked down at his glistening crotch, she bowed her head and took a deep breath, then shot a stream of cool breath from her lips aimed directly at his sack. Instantly he shot up.
“Oh my God!” his eyes bulged as he looked down at her.
A giggle escaped her lips and she pushed him back down again. A loud crunch pierced the air as she chewed the last of the mint, leaving small bits of it between her cheeks.
She gave his cock a few more quick pumps, all the while he groaned. She lowered her head once more this time focusing her attention on the head of the cock. A stream of lustful curses shot from her companion. She slowly bobbed her head on the first couple of inches of his cock letting the salty pre-cum mix with the sweet taste of the mint. Her hand pumped rhythmically on the lower part of him as she worked her tongue up and down his shaft, paying special attention to his clit. Her eyebrows furrowed at the thought of the male clit, most women didn’t even realize they had one, but she did.
She bent her head sideways and ran her thumb over and around the head of his shaft. She gazed at the underside of his head and lowered her mouth and gently sucked along the side of his cock.
Short spasms, and sharp pants of breath overtook his body. His eyes wide open to the ceiling, yet nothing but a white spots of light filled his vision. This was nothing like he had ever experienced before. He had been able to convince one girl, one time to put her mouth on his cock head, but it hadn’t even lasted a second. She got ‘grossed out’ at the gooey, salty pre-cum. However, he did live up to the promise of the experiment, if she tried oral on him, he’d try it on her. Admittedly, he didn’t like it at first either. The taste, the scent, yet he found himself thinking of it constantly afterwards. It was an acquired taste that became required for him, and she was more than willing to let him perfect his technique. It was the best piece of knowledge he’d gained at fourteen.
Now, nearly twenty years later he was in complete nirvana in a motel room with a high school sweetheart three years his senior getting the best, and first head of his life. He couldn’t help himself but to whisper her name, and groan, and writhe as her tongue had complete control over him. He could feel her head begin a rhythmic sway over his shaft as her fist pumped just under her lips, he let out a long moan and tore at the bedspread unable to control the spasms in his muscles. The vibrations her mouth groaning over his shaft sent him over the edge. In one motion he clenched his abs with enough force to bring him back sitting up along with most of the bed covers. He could feel himself on the verge of cumming and in a moment of erotic drunkenness he gripped the back of her head taking fistful of her hair and thrusting his pelvis ever deeper into her mouth. Another vibration sent waves through his body as she groaned again on his cock, the heat of the moment motivating her to suck more intently. A string of curses into moans, into more cursing fueled his erratic pumping.
Her fist around the base of his shaft was the only thing keeping her from choking, but she loved every moment. She took deep breathes through her nostrils as she kept a tight sheath around his cock sucking as he pulled out, flickering her tongue as he entered. Suddenly, she felt his sack shudder against her chin and her eyes opened with excitement to see his face reddened and full of sweat. A final giant thrust and then he held the back of her head firmly into place. His cock erupted in her mouth filling her throat and tongue with hot cum. She gulped every bit down carefully not letting her teeth touch his sensitive cock. Heavy breathing blew her hair from her face as she still kept his cock in her mouth slowly slithering her tongue along the underside of the shaft, cleaning it of all cum.
He let go of the back of her head and relaxed his hips back onto the bed taking in gulps of air, trying to wet his mouth which had been overtaken by dryness.
“Oh…oh my..I’m…I’m sorry” he said coming back to his senses. At no time in recent memory could he recall forcing himself on a woman like that. Linda and him had wild times, but he’d never tried to control her like that.
“Mmm-mmm…” she shook her head and smiled as her lips slid off the tip of his cock head, revealing a glistening shaft.
“No need, I loved every moment.”
A few more moments passed as he regained his breath and she took small licks and swallows of his now flaccid penis.
She sat up on her knees now and rolled the tension out of her neck and stretched her back. Crossing her arms she laid her head gently on his stomach.
“Now I think its my turn. Hmm?” she winked at him.

* * *
In the next room, two adolescent teens lay in separate beds looking at each other in excited confusion. In town for a JV football game the next morning, the teens overheard the groaning from the next room. Their ears pressed firmly against the wall, each was furiously stroking his cock, trying unsuccessfully not to peek at the other’s member as they did it.
“Hey, this is normal, right?” One sheepishly asked the other.
The other teen just kept on beating his cock.

* * *

For several minutes the exhausted couple lie together in bed groping and fondling each other while kissing deeply. Playful giggles turned into soft moans and back again. Finally, he lay beside her, head propped up in his hand, as he ran his fingers through her hair looking deeply into her eyes. The din of the silence said everything they needed to each other. Suddenly his face turned mischevious.
“You thirsty?” he asked
“Well, kind of…” before she could fully respond he bounded out of bed pulling on his pants.
“Good, I’ll go get something.” He said as he hastily grabbed the complimentary ice bucket and jingled his pockets listening for loose change.
“Back in a jif!” he winked at her.
Her eyebrows narrowed in confusion. She smiled as she laid her head back down releasing the tension from her shoulders. Hot waves of sexual tension ran through her body as thoughts of what would take place next danced in her head. She spread her legs apart and reached down to feel how wet she was. Her eyes opened with excitement and an unhindered snicker left he throat as she realized the sheets were already moist. Her fingers rubbed the inside of her thighs which were slick with her wetness. One brush of her fingers by her clit revealed her crotch was soaking with her cum. A shudder ran through her body as she couldn’t resist but to brush her fingers on her clit again, and again, just as her sister had showed her all those years ago.
She jumped as the door rattled open, her arm bolting back over the covers as she try to appear relaxed once again.
“Miss me?” He asked setting down a couple of Cokes and the ice bucket. He turned towards her, gazed for a moment and raised an eyebrow.
She did her best to feign innocence. “What?” she said as if accused of something.
“Well, besides the fact your face is ten shades redder than when I left and umm…well.” He pointed at her chest where her arms were. She looked down and realized her fingers were glistening brilliantly, still wet from playing with her clit.
She rolled her eyes, “As if you guys don’t beat off every chance you get, give me a break.” She sat up slightly, with a devil grin and proceeded to lick her fingers clean. She swore she noticed a slight twitch from the crotch of his pants.
Now his face reddened as he watched her intently.
“I never thought a woman would like the taste of her own…umm…ya know.” He asked.
“Pussy?” she finished thinking how cute and innocent a grown man could be.
“Er. Yeah,” he said and nervously scratched his neck while still standing at the foot of the bed.
“First of all, get your naked butt back in bed. And second of all, there’s nothing wrong with ‘pussy’. At least with me. Its feminine, like a cat…a pussy cat.” She giggled.
“Just not twat, or box, or for God’s sake taco.” She made a scrunched face at the sound of it.
He laughed at her candidness, it was refreshing to find a woman so open about sex and her body. He popped open a soda and took a few refreshing gulps then handed it to her while he removed his pants once again. Then he approached the foot of the bed, leaning on the dresser where he had placed the ice bucket.
“Aww, come back here.” She said in a childish tone opening her arms out like a kid needing a hug.
He smiled gently, a slight wave of affection began flowing through her for her.
“Not so fast, you gave me a chemistry lesson, now I need to return the favor.” He said.
She looked at him curiously as he reached down towards the end of the bed and yanked the blankets off of her in while giant tug.
She gave a yelp at the sudden gesture and curled her body up. Goose bumps covered her skin against the cool air, her nipples stood erect.
“Oooh, someone’s horny!” he said mockingly.
“Ya, think! Besides I’m chilly now too, of course my nipples are standing up.” She said.
“Actually, I was referring to the wet spot you left there on the bed, but don’t worry, we’ll get you warmed up again quickly.” He winked at her.
He slithered up the end of the bed and kissed her ankles, calves and then thighs as slid midway up her body. She moaned with delight and even more goose bumps shot up her skin from his gentle kisses. Slowly he parted her legs and took in her musky scent as he gazed again at her natural beauty. He placed his handed firmly on her hips, and lowered his head. Slowly he began nibbling and kissing the inside of her thighs. The inside of her legs were already damp with her cum and passion surged through his body as the familiar taste of womanhood came to his lips. He moved his arm over her leg and parted the outside of her lips. Her body quivered at the touch. He moved his fingers gently all around the outside, careful not to touch her reddened clit.
“Close your eyes.” He said.
With full trust, she did just that. She heard the bed shudder as it felt like he reached back for something. Then she could hear him set what sounded like the bucket back down on the dresser. She bit her lip in anticipation.
She gasped and arched her back as she could feel the chilling effect of the ice cube trace its way around her navel. She squirmed again as a moment later she felt his seemingly now very hot tong trace the same path, then give a final lick of her navel itself.
“You get the drift.” He whispered below her.
A huge smile stretched across her face, her still closed eyes betraying her anticipation, she bit her lip even harder now.
Both of her legs launched up into the air at the touch of the ice on her clitoris. An impassioned gasp of breath drew into her lungs. The ice cube made playful patterns on and around her pussy. She gripped handfuls of sheet as the cold strangely enhanced her senses even more. Short, exotic breathes escaped her chest as she felt the streams of melted water run down her thighs, across her pussy, and even down around her ass. Then she heard the ice cube being sucked on by him, a pulse ran through her chest as she envisioned him drinking her juices.
He tossed what remained of the ice cube to one side not worried about where the rest of it melted. His own body began sending waves of erotic tension once more, his own hard-on again full. He was mesmerized by the gentle swaying of her breasts as she gasped and moaned at his performance. He wrapped his arms beneath her legs once more and held her hips firmly against him. He then proceeded to lower his head knowing her clit was still cold and numb. He placed his lips tightly around her clit and sucked it firmly into his mouth while giving her pleasure spot the long end of his tongue, slowly writhing it in one big licking motion.
Her legs tightened around his shoulders as a string of curses and cries to heaven flew from her mouth. She sat up slightly and placed both hands on the back of his head begging him not to stop.
He pulled his mouth from up off her clit sucking it for as long as he could. Then nuzzled his mouth back down around most of her pussy and began licking and wriggling his tongue. He switched technique randomly from long deep strokes of his tongue to quick flickers, and then back to sucking on her clit again. As with her giving him head for the first time in years, he had to fight her arching and sporadic movements to one side or the other. The flavor of her body was intoxicating, and he became drunk with ecstasy, pleasuring her with all his will. He pulled her hips up several times to manage deeper penetration of his tongue and to drink from her. He would then press his tongue down along her ass and flicker it along her hole. This was followed by more violent arching and cursing. A pride swelled up in him as well as his own cock.
Soon, she began to rhythmically pump her hips against his mouth and he knew she was about to cum. He began to suck on her clit more furiously and moved his arm back underneath. He quickly wet his fingers and slowly inserted two inside of her. A long sustained moan and cries for more filled the room. He now bobbed his head, sucking, flickering on her clit while his fingers explored deep within her, curling slightly to massage her g-spot. More deity worshipping ensued as she now sat most of the way up, her legs wrapped tightly around his shoulders. Squeals of pleasure filled the room as one hand gripped the back of his head as if the mane of a horse she was galloping on, the other alternating between tearing through her hair and groping her own breasts.
A warm flow of her cum drenched his fingers he could feel as he sucked on her clit furiously. He ignored his own body’s cry for oxygen as he took short breathes, but was practically suffocated against her groin. A final set of heavy rhythmic pumps against his mouth and fingers gave way to a near glass shattering scream. Violent shuddering and short muscle spasms took over her body as he gasped for breath once she let go of his head. He lay against her breathing deeply and smiling at the job he had done. Her eyes wildly surveyed the room as she slowly drifted back to reality, a slight fear took over as she listened for sirens, hoping the night clerk hadn’t called the police to report a screaming woman in the hotel. A laugh gave way to the thought, and she also realized a huge weight felt like it had been lifted off of her chest. She hadn’t been this relaxed in years.
“Oh…” she started as she looked down at him, his face looking slightly purple.
A lazy arm fell across her stomach and he put a finger up to shush her.
“I…enjoyed…every…moment.” He gasped.
She snickered reaching down to pull him back up. Once he was beside her, she reached off the side of the bed and grabbed the covers to keep them warm. Together they lay facing each other on their sides. He put his arm around her as she came in close to his chest. No words were needed to convey the happiness they felt. No shame intruded on the acts they had done.

* * *

The two teens in the next room were once again in their separate beds. Neither could sleep, but only stare at the ceiling going over what had just happened while fear of what it possibly meant pounded in their chests. The younger of the two suddenly jolted up to brush his teeth once more.

The End.