Coming Home:- Unleashing Pent Up Desire - Sex Stories

Coming Home:- Unleashing Pent Up Desire

Separated for six long weeks, we are finally going to be together for several days. Your plane touches down at the Carson airport. Waiting for you to disembark, I watch you walking across the little stretch of tarmac that separates us, and I am already excited. When you have covered about half the distance between us, the sea breeze catches your short, pleated jersey skirt. The breeze lifts it up to reveal your skimpy red thong that barely covers the shaven lips of your folds. That sight alone was arousing, and now I have an embarrassing bulge in the crotch of my tight jeans. The few minutes it takes, you to cross the remaining tarmac, and enter the arrival lounge are the most agonizing I have felt in a long time. Finally, I’m able to gather your body up in my arms and pull you tight against me. The dizziness, desire, lust and fantasy, has everything inevitable, irrevocable and predestined culminated to this meeting and time. The onslaught of emotion is incredible. With face’s moving towards one another, our lips part, and our tongues are out probing. They touch and swirl around each other, sharing tastes before our lips crush together, enclosing them. With hungry mouth locked, our tongues are exploring. Within the confines of our lips; like two mating anacondas, they tumble and intertwine in an exuberant display of excitement and courtship. Our passion is unleashed! Tongues, mouths, lips and hands are everywhere. If the first kiss we shared was erotic, this is a new height ...

... of eroticism. How have we moved toward this meeting, this moment, the expenditure of our desperate need, and courtship? The need and desperation for more has our bodies and sex grinding against each other. Without a concern for who might be looking at us, I comb the fingers of my left hand through your long wavy auburn hair. Then, running them behind your neck, I pull your face towards mine. My nostrils flare as I draw in the scent of your hair-wash, your perfume, and the sweet smell of your body odor. This is your natural smells that I have grown to adore over the last year. As memories of long love making sessions come flooding back, the profoundness of our lust and desire increases. With teeth biting lips and tongues sucked deep into mouths, the merging of our two souls goes on. As our tongues do a rhythmic dance around each other. We press tight to each other, and I feel the hotness of your sex burning against me. My cock is rock-hard and quivering within the confines of my jeans. With my right hand, I spread my fingers and caress down your back, following your curves lower onto the cheeks of your buttocks. Gripping tightly with my spread fingers, I pull you in against my growing erection. Your skirt rides up when I draw you closer and lift you off your feet. Your cheeks are bare for all to view as your red thong rides up snugly into the gap of your buttocks. Lost in your pent-up desire and lust, you could not care less who might be watching. If you had your way, we would ...