Sorrento: Part 1 - Sex Stories

Sorrento: Part 1

... and nodded to me, and the young barman smiled. None seemed to acknowledge what had just happened outside, yet at the same time, all of them did. I felt confused and embarrassed, but at the same time, incredibly excited. I was sexually aroused. When I got to our room, I feigned needing the bathroom so that I could have some privacy, and then did something I have not done since I was in my teens. I pulled my leggings and panties off, sat on the toilet, and played with myself. Since having children, I have usually been too dry and found masturbating difficult, but this time there was no discomfort, and I was able to make myself cum very quickly. Tuesday followed much the same pattern. Tom was able to walk round the town with me in the morning, and I spent the afternoon reading and relaxing. It was a little overcast and cool, and I was happy to wrap up in my jeans and cardigan. In the evening we went to a beautiful local restaurant that had been recommended, and then returned to the hotel for Tom to make his conference call. I headed to the Terrace for a nightcap. I have to confess that thoughts of that kiss and all that had followed had stayed with me throughout the day; thoughts that ranged from what on earth was I thinking, right through to, will it happen again? When I stepped out to the terrace, I made mental notes about where I stood, positioning myself out of sight from the windows and door to the restaurant; part of my brain arguing that this admirer may not see me and ...

... leave me alone, part that this admirer would not be seen with me. At first I knew that there was another couple out enjoying the evening; I could hear their voices, but they soon went, the sound of the terrace door announcing their departure. I stood there for what seemed the longest of times, wondering if last night had just been a figment of my imagination, when suddenly I felt a presence behind me. In the silence I could hear breathing. This time I definitely shut my eyes. I wanted to enjoy every sense without distraction. Without thinking I moved my body, arching my back so that my bum gently brushed against the groin of whoever stood behind me. I held it there, savoring the idea that somehow our bodies were touching. It is not easy to sense much through denim, but I imagined that I could feel an erection. An arm wrapped around me, the hand cupping my right breast, gently squeezing and making my nipple harden. I could hear a quickening of breath, and feel a mouth start to nibble on the side of my ear, intermittently kissing and biting. A right arm wrapped around my lower body, pulling my bum closer. Fingers pushed against my pubic bone, gently sliding up and down, sending sensations that felt like lightning bolts through me. Suddenly I wanted to be taken. It seemed ridiculous. I had no idea who this person was, and had even less idea of whether they might hurt me, but I wanted to feel a hand inside my pants. I wanted to feel a hand touching my naked flesh. I wanted … I ...