Across the Ocean

Anakin20

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This thread is for Sienna and myself. But there will be spots for people to join in.

Somehow I had slept through the first half of the flight. I was so excited, and that was rare.
An email from Sienna had started it all. "Why don't you come to England and visit? I know prices are pretty reasonable."
I laughed it off at first, but couldn't deny the excitement the simple email gave me.
Well, a week later, I found myself on the red-eye from Pearson International to Heathrow. My email back had told her my arrival time and flight number, so I wasn't even sure of she would be there. No matter, I could find my way around merry olde England well enough.
"Sir? Sir?" I was snapped out of my reverie by the deep blue eyes of the best looking flight attendant I had seen in a while.
"Yes?"
"We'll be serving breakfast shortly," she said in her British accent. "Would you like some tea or coffee?"
"Tea, please," I replied, then found myself saying, "What do you do once you're in London? Do you have time off, or...?"
She smiled, appraising me as she did so. I'm 6', broad-shouldered and in decent shape. I was sporting a grey thick-knit turtleneck and cream coloured carpenter jeans. My brown hair was probably a little tousled from my nap, but I hoped she liked what she saw.
"Well, sir, normally we don't give out this information, but I'm staying at a flat in South Kensington that the airline rents for us. We have three days off, then make a couple of flights back and forth from Sydney."
I smiled, emboldened by my luck, and said," Is there a place that we can be alone after you serve breakfast?" I gave her a wink to let her know my intentions were less than honourable.
She gave a soft chuckle, then wrote down a phone number on a napkin. "I'd love to, but no, we're too close to landing at this point. Call me later this afternoon at this number, around 5 local time?"
I put the napkin in my leather coat and thanked her, promising I would. So, if Sienna couldn't pick me up...I had something else on the go.
"Um, miss, what's your name?"
She chuckled softly again. "It's Meghan, yours?"
"Jason."
"I can't wait, Jason." As she walked away, I watched her firm round ass sway gently. My boy was stirring from his sleep, but I willed it down. No need to be headed for the bathroom with a hard-on.
The lavatory was calling, and I got up to answer the call, winking at Meghan again.
 
Meghan.

It wasn't often you find a really nice handsom man on these flights who propositions you in the way he did. Most are so forward, so sexually aggressive or hide their real intentions behind a smarmy comment or invitation. Most are also married and are just looking for a little bit of "fun".

Jason was somehow much different. I liked the way he looked at me and spoke. Something inside told me that he could be trusted.

I watched him go into the bathroom and then wondered about what could ever come off from him visiting me, perhaps a date.
He was certainly worth waiting for. But then I wondered who would be really waiting for him? Was he meeting someone? Was he just fooling around like the others do?
 
Landing in London

The rest of the trip was uneventful, except for me trying to continually make eye contact with Meghan the whole time. I was hoping I was making it clear that I was interested. I even touched her hand lightly once as she walked by. I thought about brushing her somewhere else, but thought that might be a little too forward.
We landed at Heathrow, and I gathered my leather coat and my computer and made my way to the door.
I looked deep into Meghan's eyes as I deplaned. "I will see you soon, Meghan, take care." I saw the sideways glances that her fellow flight attendants gave her and smiled. I would be the topic of conversation as they finished up their shifts.
My steps were light and I was in an extremely good mood as I headed towards the gate. Would she be there? The possibilities were endless.
 
Sienna.

I sat in my car and finished off the sandwich I had bought earlier for breakfast. The news on the radio told me it was time to meet Jason's flight.

I raced from the car park down to the reception lounge and looked at everyone coming off the flight he was supposed to have taken. It was busy, so busy and I just waited. He knew what I looked like and the same for me but I was bad on remembering faces.

I was watching a couple over the way arguing over something, being my usual nosy self when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned and right away I knew it was Jason. I leapt into his arms and gave him a huge hug. Gawd! People look different in real life than they do in their photographs. I think he was surprised how tiny I was. Not exactly your tall slim supermodel type. More your petite tiny Kylie Minogue type.

He seemed taken aback with my local northern accent and he must have thought I was some screwy brit hill-billy. Still I escourted him to the car park with his lugage on a trolley and help load up the car. I could not keep my eyes off him for one second. He was really gorgeous and I somehow felt a little awkward not being used to foreign people and stuff like that.
 
Me

I recognized her as soon as I saw her, the tiny little blonde with a mischeivous twinkle in her eye. And what a babe! Thankfully, I love smaller women, and not the leggy models.
I tapped her on the shoulder and she jumped into my arms, where I crushed her in a bear hug.
Still holding her, I pulled back to look into her face. "Wow, you look even better than I imagined." She giggled and we hurried to the parking lot to her car. She giggled again when we both went to the right side, since in North America, that's the passenger side.
We were fairly quiet, I was sure due to the fact we were both very excited and both a little shy. That, and the fact I was marvelling at the driving on the other side of the road thing.
"I've been waiting for this day for a long time," I said to her at a stop light. I leaned in closer to her, wanting to taste her lips badly
 
Sienna

My driving skills were not the best and I think he seemed a little nervous. The english motorways can be pretty hectic and maybe it was that we drove on the wrong side of the road to him.

He kept on looking at me and I would turn around to him now and then and smile.

"Excuse me for asking Sienna, but where are we going?"

"Oh....sorry, to my house. You do want to stay with me while you're here don't you?"

"Well I did make a hotel reservation, but that seems ok with me."

"Good......good." I replied, with my usual mischevious grin.

"So whereabouts?"

"Oh, about 200 miles north." I replied.
 
Me

I looked over at her, biting her lip as she drove. She looked amazing.
"I'm surprised you want me to stay with you," I said. "I thought that might be a little inconvenient."
There was that mischeivous little grin again.
 
Sienna.

Inconvenient was right. The house I had in mind was a small cottage in the wilds of Yorkshire and we eventually arived.
I emptied the boot of the car of all his luggage and we hauled it all inside. Jason was surprised that the place was empty and it was obvious that nobody had lived in the place for months.

"Is this your place?" he asked. I closed the door shut and stood behind him, waiting for him to turn around. He looked down at me still expecting an answer, but I wasn't going to utter a single word. Instead I reached up to him and hugged him tight.
 
Anakin

I felt her warmth in the hug and I realized this might be a hideaway. Some place for us to be hidden...for days. I leaned my head down and softly kissed her forehead and was pleased to hear her emit a small sigh.
How long we then stared into each other's eyes, I don't know, but the spell that we were weaving deepened until I moved my lips towards hers. The first contact was electric - soft and warm, yet firm and spicy all at the same time. The first touch was a long one, slowly fading apart. We locked eyes again, and her hand moved to the back of my head and we kissed fiercely, like our hunger was out of control.
First it was our lips, searching, nibbling at each other. Then the tongues played, licking along the lips and teeth, then duelling with the other tongue. The two tongues danced like tango artists.
The hands became involved, kneading the small of each other's backs, then up to the shoulders and neck. I stroked her face softly, feeling the inferno rise within her.
I backed her against the door forcefully, and she moaned. I ground the hardening length of my cock into her belly as my hands slipped down to knead and caress her ass. This was fiery, building to an explosion.
 
Sienna

He was so passionate and so forceful. I wanted more of him as I pulled him closer to me, holding him to my lips, stroking his neck with one hand and using the other to guide his hand to where I wanted it......on my breast. The feel of his hand just fuelled my passion even more. His fingers gripped my blouse, searching for buttons, finding them and opening them until he could reach inside.

"Is there a comfortable bed here?" he asked with a smile that just sent me into a frenzy of erotic lustful sensations. But I resisted his request and stared back at him. His fingers now searching further, finding the edge of my bra and moving under it.

"Yes..." I replied, my voice muted by emotion as I whispered the words. My hand played, subconciously at first along his groin, finding the zipper I realised what I was doing. His fingers now finding my nipple, hardening to his touch. "The room behind you." I said. "It's a bedroom and there is comfortable bed waiting for us."

"Good." He smiled and picked me up. I put my arms around his sturdy shoulders and he turned, kicking open the bedroom door.
 
Anakin

I felt so alive as I kicked open the bedroom door.She was so beautiful, so tiny.
I lay her on the bed and she leaned back, spreading her legs unconciously. her hands drifted down, rubbing herself lightly, teasing me. She licked her lips with an evilly wicked grin, knowing she was torturing me.
I stood over her. Watching, lusting. My fingers went to my shirt, ready to peel it off. My cock as hard as steel and thratening to burst from my pants.
 
Sienna

My hands stroked my thighs and then moved onto his chest. He removed his shirt and my hands and fingers touched his smooth skin, feeling his nipples then the hair surrounding them, neading them like I was somehow shaping his muscles.

Jason reached down and kissed me passionately again. Was this what I was dreaming of on the internet when we talked so intimately. We were strangers physically, but it was as if we already knew each other for a long long time. His kisses were exactly as I imagined if not better. His hands pulled at my bra, lifting it from my breasts then allowing them to be free and accessible to his advancing kisses over them.

His sensuous kisses pulled each nipple into his mouth in turn, sending wild sensations through me and making me so moist. His hands hiked up my skirt around my waist and I could feel the flat of his hand, his fingers against my love mound, checking the warmth against my panties, the increasing dampness of cotton against pubic hair. He was everything and more of what I had expected at that point.
 
Jason

My fingers lightly rubbed over the sensitive and very hot and wet crotch of her panties, and Sierra squirmed under my touch. My lips held one of her nipples fast while my tongue alternately flicked and circled the sensitive tip. After a few minutes of this, and listening to her raspy breathing and the sound of her excited heart filling my ears, I moved to the other tender nipple. My left hand moved up to the one I had just set free and lightly circled the aereola with my index finger.
I had dreamed of how she would smell and taste while we chatted over an ocean, and I was not disappointed, because she tasted so good, and smelled so fine. How did I get this lucky?
I began to tease her, stroking the edges of her panties, ever so slightly brushing over her mound. The heat was intense, and she began bucking her hips to try and initiate more contact.
I looked up into her eyes and broke contact with her nipples, tracing the outline of her gorgeous boobs with my fingers. I looked into her eyes and kissed between the firm globes. I then kissed her flat, but quivering stomach and then lightly licked around her navel. She sighed in contentment and ran a hand through my hair.
 
Sienna

His kisses were so sensual, so hot, so mind-blowing! I run my hands through his hair, holding him in place between my breasts and then down to my navel. I could feel his tongue against me, scribing damp circles on my skin.

I closed my eyes tight, feeling him, taking what he had togive me, filling me full of good sensations. He was so good and I had never felt so much excitement in a long long time.

I gripped the wooden bed-head with both hands and bucked my hips closer to him. I could feel his fingers gentlypulling at my panties, his tongue searching for something down there, but as yet not uncovered. I anticipated him finding what he was looking for and he slipped my panties over my thigh with one great tug. I heard him moan and then.....then I felt his fingers in my pubic hair. touching my lips......

He sat up, removed my panties altogether and then looked down at me. I looked back, still gripping the bed-head and waited.
 
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Jason

She looked so delicious, so ready, so wanting, holding the headboard with her back arched.
I held the panties in one hand, then softly tied them around one of her wrists and tied it to the bed post. I then did the same with my belt to her other wrist. She squirmed a little, but accepted the bondage without much protest.
I moved down her body, trailing down with my index finger, my eyes boring into hers. The fact tht our passion had taken such a kinky turn seemed natural, and her eyes smoldered with passion, her mouth agape, her lips moist and full.
I moved all the way down to her soft, downy curls of pubic hair. I traced a line down in between her thighs and gently parted them, revealing her delicate folds, glistening with her excitement.
I leaned in, letting my breath blow gently and hotly over her exposed sex.
She moaned loudly, and bucked her hips towards me. I looked at her with a semi evil grin and buried my face in her pussy.
My tongue swirled and probed all around her, licking her clit, tasting her juices and working through the soft folds.
 
Sienna

I watched him tie my wrists. One with my panties and then the other with his belt. I was lashed in all sense and purpose to the bed and that meant one thing.....he was into bondage, just as I imagined from his role-plays on the internet.

He moved his fingers down my body, looking deep into my eyes. And then parted my thighs to quickly dive into my pussy. The rush I got through my body as I felt him touch me down there was incredible. He was eating me, sucking me, taking me and making me have what he had to give.

The rush turned into an almost instant orgasm made more intense by what he was doing to my clit with his lips, tongue, his mouth so gentle yet so forcefull upon me. I reacted. I groaned and began to beg for more under my breath. He stopped and looked up to me grinning.

"You love it don't you?" he asked. "You like this kind of thing, just as I imagined you would?"

He sat up again and opened up his trousers. I watched as he freed himself, pulling the shorts around his thighs and running his hand along the shaft of his cock, so perfect, so big. The sight of it just made me want to taste it and lick it..........suck it until he came for me.

He moved up closer, placing one hand on the bed-head and rubbed his cock with his hand close to my lips. "Is this what you want Sienna?....is it?" he tantalised me as my lips opened and my tongue begged for it.
 
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Jason

I watched her pretty, pink little tongue part her delicate lips and curl, trying to get at my hard cock. I moved the angry red head closer to that tongue and noticed that the precum had started. So much, in fact that a drop formed.
I quickly moved the tip over her mouth, watching her squirm, trying to take it in her mouth. The drop fell, right into her open mouth and she savored it. I imagined her letting it roll around her tongue, feeling my essence mingle with hers.
Now, I pulled back and let the head slip slowly between her ruby red lips. It felt so warm and inviting as she took half of it in her mouth, her tongue whipping across the tip of my cock.
I rolled my head back, savoring the feel of her warm, moist mouth.
I reached down and rubbed a finger lightly over her clit. I went in light little circles, using her juices to make it slide around.
I looked back down to her, and she had this dreamy look on her face as she sucked at the tip of my cock.
I couldn't believe this was going this well. I lightly patted her juicy pussy and grinned down at her.
 
Sienna

If only I was free from these restrictions, the belt and my panties securing my wrists into place. But then he must have read my mind.

His cock went deeper into my mouth as I brought him closer to his release. He tasted so good and I had his precum flowing as I used my tongue and my lips on him. My hands free, I was able to take control of him. Holding him where I wanted him, feeling his smooth butt and using my hand to control his orgasm. I did not want him to cum so quickly. I needed him to last and his over-excitement would only shorten the wonderful moment we were having.

His hands run wildly through my hair and his moans began to reverberate around the room. It was a good job we were in the wilds and miles from anyone else.......

Meanwhile......

The car stopped. Its engine cut out as every last drop of fuel was consumed. That was it. The driver was stranded on the open moorland miles from anywhere. But in the distance down the road was the cottage. Someone was there......a car parked outside meant that its occupants were at home.
 
I was on my way to orgasm, but some how she managed to slow it down, easing back on her sucking and I calmed a bit, settling in to the wonderous feeling of her mouth on my hard tool.
I watched it parting her delicate lips, feeling it slide down her warm mouth and into her throat, loving the tight, moist feel. I wondered if her pussy felt better than this. I was sure it would, silky, like a velvet glove.
I popped my cock out, teasing it along her lips, "You like the taste of my cock, don't you, baby?" I said softly. She whimpered lightly and nodded. I let her take it back into my mouth, gently fucking her face with small movements of my hips. Her sucking increased in its intensity, and I felt myself building to an orgasm again, but again she settled me down with long sucks and licks. She was amazing, taking me down the road, but never too far. I was going out of my mind with lust.
 
Sienna

My actions were driving him crazy. I kept him excited and under control enough. Now it was up to him to hold back himself if he wanted. I used my hand, rubbing his cock at whatever pace he wanted me to go. His moans grew louder and louder....it was time.

Holding his hard manhood at just the right distance from my lips I let him cum. The first wave hit me. Hot and creamy as I expected it to be. The next was even more powerful adding to what was now filling my lips for me to take up with my tongue. The taste so good, something to be aquired. In all it seemed as if he was never going to stop, letting it drip onto my breasts until he was depleated.

"Oh my.....oh yesss....Sienna....oh....thank you....thank you..." I watched him, enjoying the orgasm that he may have been holding back on for a long time.

knock...knock...knock...

The door. Who could it be? Nobody knew I would be here.
I let Jason lie down on the bed and recover. I kissed him to show my affection and then looked around for something to wipe myself on. I grabbed my blouse quickly. Who could it be?

knock....knock...

Whoever it was, they were determined to raise an answer.
 
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The image of my cum shooting into her face was unbelievable, and it made my cum even harder, gobs and gobs firing, until they dribbled down her breasts.
I felt like I had just finished a marathon. I was breathing hard, my legs felt rubbery.
Then I heard the knock.
I wondered who could be here, since it seemed pretty out of the way. Sienna gathered up her blouse and attempted to make herself presentable as she hustled to the door. I sat at the edge of the bed, still a little weary, but concerned.
I looked down, a drop of cum hung at the tip of my cock. I smiled.
 
Sienna

"Hello" She said. "I hope I'm not intruding, but I have just run out of gas on the road a few yards away"

She was young, beautiful and very american. The irony soon sunk in. Here I was in the middle of the Yorkshire Moors with a Canadian in the bedroom and another american at the door. I laughed.

"Sorry?...have I come at a inconvenient time?" she asked.

I composed myself. "No its fine, I was just thinking of something very funny and no offense intended. So you want to use the telephone I expect?"

"Well I would use my own, but.." she held up her mobile phone..."I ran out of battery power."

"You had better come inside then..." I told her, still forcing back my dying need to laugh at the circumstances.
 
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Jenna

OOC: Jenna - 23, Shoulder length, dark blonde/brunette-ish hair with some auburn highlights, 5'6", 120 pounds. Dressed in a tweed suit, cream colored silk blouse. Stylish loafers are a bit mudcaked, and her stockings are a bit worse for the wear.

I hate having to ask for help. I absolutely hate it. I had climbed to the top of the nearest hill just so that I could look as far as I could to find a gas station (are they "petrol stations" here or some other term?) without having to ask somewhere, but there was simply nothing. One light as far as I could see, this little cottage.

As the girl came to the door, all the reasons I hated asking for help rushed back to me. She wasn't flushed from heat in any British cottage I had ever had any experience with, unless she was sitting within inches of the fire. Laughing at something (me?) and with two the bottom two buttons of her blouse unbuttoned, I had a bit of a suspicion that I was intruding.

As she ushered me into the cottage, I KNEW I had been intruding. The musky scent of sex was heavy in the air, both male and female musk.

"Ah, where's the phone?"

I could hear water running in the background.

I knew what had been going on. And I knew what had NOT been going on, or at least finished, at my boyfriend's an hour before. My ex-boyfriend, now.

To travel from Baltimore to this God-forsaken part of the British Isles, where I was always cold and damp, to a boyfriend who wanted to fuck me without even a "Hello." [I'll admit, I didn't need a hello to get in the spirit of things...] To a boyfriend who hadn't bothered to tell his new little British tart that I was visiting. A tart who showed up just as I was trying to find a warm DRY place to lie down. Or be laid. Down.

Right now, my mood was one of irritation, frustration, and...with the smell of sex all around me, fascination.
 
Sienna

I reached into my purse and produced my mobile phone. "Its all I have here....this place never had a land line....atleast I don't think it did?" I explained.

"Nice place." she replied. "Is it yours?"

"Well.....it is and it isn't." I noticed Jason coming out of the bathroom....naked. I waved him to go back quickly before she turned to notice him. He dashed backwards and closed the door behind him. Once again, I could not help laughing.

"You have company?" she asked, waiting for the call to answer.

"Yes....a friend."

"Close friend?"

"Errr......well.....not close close, if you know what I mean."

"Oh yes....." she winked at me and smiled. "....a lover?" she whispered. I just replied with a coyish grin. "So is this place yours?"

"No I've sort of leased it for a year. I use it to get away from a busy life now and then." She became annoyed as the number she called did not appear to answer.
 
Jenna

"Do you know whom I might call if I need a flat tire fixed?" I might have a spare, but I don't even know where it might be hidden in this rental car. I can't seem to get the toll-free number of the rental car company to do anything but give me a machine to talk to. Maybe they close of an evening?"

"I know it's late and I'm imposing. I'm sorry. I just don't know what to do."

Catching a glimpse of a man flitting between the bathroom and the bedroom, a man dressed for nothing (and in nothing) for fun, I could feel the feelings of frustration and untapped energy rising again.

"Do you have an extra blanket or two? I think I could put the carseat back and sleep there tonight. I'm sure I could find someone to help me tomorrow."
 
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