YHA - the only way to travel!
The hostel wasn't very modernised, thought Kathy. The
building was an old water mill, which had been converted
to accommodation according to the peculiar rules applying
to old heritage buildings. Its low-beamed ceilings and
draughty common room were an obvious example. Luckily
it was summer, for she was certain it would not be a terribly
inviting place in the winter months!
Slinging her backpack under the bunk bed, Kathy headed
for the bathroom, towel and nightshirt under her arm, walking
straight into a man coming out of the opposite room. Excusing
herself, Kathy couldn't help an appreciative glance behind
her. Her victim was not only tall and cute, but was looking
just as appreciatively back at her! Face burning, she hurried
to the bathroom, telling herself that the frisson of sexual
attraction she'd felt had been a figment of her imagination.
Still, her body said otherwise, and under the steaming
waterfall of the shower, Kathy pictured the handsome face
again. Her hands wandered unconsciously over her body,
caressing the smooth flesh. Her nipples hardened under
the water pressure and she stroked them, imagining his
mouth pressed to them. Her other hand moved between her
thighs and to her pussy, rubbing at the tingling sensation
the thought of him invoked. Leaning against the shower
wall, Kathy groaned as she reached orgasm, body responding
to the image of the unknown man who had so aroused her.
An hour later, freshly showered and dressed in her favourite
nightshirt, Kathy made her way to the common room with maps
of the local area in hand. Planning to spend the next day
exploring the ancient town, she'd collected a bundle of
maps from the tourist office. Poring over these, she was
startled when the man she'd fantasised about only recently
sat beside her. Feeling her face flush, she smiled at him
and marvelled again at the way he made her body react.
"Hi, I'm Casey" he said in a warm Canadian accent. "Would
you like to have a drink with me?" Before she could answer,
he produced a bottle of Baileys and two glasses. "I took
the liberty of being prepared, in the hopes you'd say yes."
His easy smile and the strange affect he had over her body
made Kathy agree, and together they talked for hours about
their travels and interests over the steadily emptying bottle.
He'd travelled widely and yet didn't take on that infuriating
know-it-all attitude of some seasoned travellers, instead
expressing interest at her thoughts and experiences.
Kathy found herself telling him of her childhood dream
of travelling to the land of myth and legend, and her resultant
love for the beautiful Irish countryside. "Ah, to be sure
there's a little of the Celt in us all I'd be thinking." Casey
quipped in a terrible imitation Irish accent. Laughing
together, Kathy found herself drawn to the red fullness of his parted
lips, "I wonder if they taste like juicy strawberries too." she mused.
"Pardon?" asked Casey curiously. Suddenly aware she'd spoken aloud,
Kathy flushed and rued the amount of Baileys she'd consumed. Before
she could answer, Casey?s lips descended onto her own, fleshy and
real. His kisses were deep and searching,his tongue teasing and
tasting her lips. "Mmmm, I'd have to say more of a creamy flavour" he
answered laughing. Still blushing, Kathy thought better of speaking,
and pulled him closer in an answering kiss. His arms about her, lips
and tongues melded with all the urgency of bodies that know
they must meet. His hands came down to rest upon her thighs,
stroking the flesh under the nightshirt.
"Do you taste so sweet all over?" he whispered, pulling her from her
stool and on to his lap. Kathy's legs were straddling his, and he
unbuttoned her shirt, smiling his appreciation as he revealed more of
her naked flesh. Hands moving from her shoulders and over her throat,
he seemed intent on caressing every inch of her skin. Upon reaching
her breasts, he cupped them in his palms and lowered his head. She
moaned softly as his tongue teased each nipple into a taut bud of
tingling desire. Her hands moved under his shirt, stroking the firm
stomach and lightly haired chest, teasing his nipples in return. "Ah
God, you're beautiful" he laughed softly, raising his head to kiss her
again. Smiling into his kisses, Kathy teased and tickled his stomach
at the edge of his chinos, smiling at the bulge that was growing
there. "I may be introuble soon if you keep doing that." he murmured
as his mouth descended again.
Biting her lip to stop from gasping out loud, Kathy felt
his fingers brush over the thin briefs that covered her
pubic mound. His insistent fingers pushed the frail barrier
aside and he cupped her sex in the palm of his hand. "Tell
me now if you want me to stop, because I want you so badly and
I'm afraid I'll lose control soon." He looked at her, naked
desire shining from his dark eyes.
"Don't stop, oh please don't stop." Kathy heard herself
reply. Groaning slightly, his lips caught hers again in
a devouring kiss, that left no doubt of what he wanted. His
fingers moved, gently probing between her labia, stroking
her cleft until she felt her excitement, slick on his fingers.
Finding her clitoris, he concentrated his attentions
there, rubbing and stroking until she was almost delirious
with need. She suddenly found herself lifted to sit on the
edge of the dining table, as he dropped to his knees between
her spread thighs. Looking up at her, he licked his fingertips,
then replaced them with his mouth, licking and nipping
lightly on her the hardened bud of her clitoris, fingers
moving teasingly in and out of her moist hole. Legs over
his shoulders, Kathy felt her orgasm building as he licked
and sucked on her aroused flesh, drinking her juices. Burying her
fingers in his dark silky hair, she threw her head back as the tidal
wave of orgasm washed over her and flooded into Casey's eager mouth.
Slowly her senses returned to normal and she gasped in horror
as her sight cleared. Standing at the top of the stairs was
the hostel assistant, a look of arousal on his face and at
his crotch that told her he'd been there for a while. Pulling
her shirt closed, she nudged Casey away and he looked up
at her in surprise, her juices still shining around his
mouth. The attendant mumbled an embarrassed apology and
fled the room, leaving Casey and Kathy laughing helplessly.
"Do you think we should go somewhere a little less open?"
he asked, a smile on his lips. Laughing too much to reply,
Kathy stood and led him to an external door. Kissing him
at the door, she led him down a darkened flight of stairs
and onto the water mill walkway. The river rushed by a few
feet below, the cool sweet breeze caressing her damp skin.
"Is this private enough for you?" she asked. His answer
was on her lips within moments. Undoing his shirt, Kathy
stroked his nipples and the taut stomach. Her hands moved
down to the waistband of his trousers, deftly undoing belt
and button-fly. His erection thrust firmly out of the opening,
demanding attention. Dropping to her knees on the rough
planks of the walkway, Kathy took his warm shaft into her
mouth. Circling the head of his penis with her tongue, she
felt it pulse with urgency. Sucking him deeply into her
throat, she slid her hands between his thighs to caress
his scrotum, feeling the hardness there that foretold
an approaching explosion. He pulled her back, smiling
shakily. "I can't wait anymore, I have to be inside you."
Producing a condom she'd pilfered from his back trouser
pocket, she smiled as she rolled it onto his thick erection.
He lifted her onto the walkway railing and held her close.
"I promise I won't let you go." He whispered into her hair
as she clung to him. Relaxing a little, she felt the head
of his hard cock probing her pussy, then penetrating. Her
nipples rubbing against the hair on his chest, he lifted
her slightly so she was deeply impaled upon his shaft. The
thrilling thrust and withdrawal, her vaginal muscles
clinging to his erection sent Kathy closer to the edge of
desire. The urgency of the tumbling river below seemed
to echo their passionate need, as he thrust harder and faster
into her. Her nails clawed his back as he licked and gently
bit her nipples, her arousal growing with intensity. Feeling
his cock pulse with pre-orgasmic rhythm within her tight
hole, she let out a long animal groan of ecstasy. A moment
of crystal clarity then the overwhelming tide of sensations
as together they reached orgasm. Skin damp with passion
they clung in a post-coital daze, hearts pounding.
Slowly and reluctantly Casey withdrew and removed the
condom, wrapping it in a tissue from his pocket. He turned
back to Kathy, a warm smile on his features. "I know this
sounds corny, but it's not a line when I say that you are the
most incredible woman I have ever met." His arms reached
round, pulling her close to his chest. "I know you may have
your own plans, but do you think we could maybe wander in
a similar direction" I hear there's a hostel in a converted
flour-mill further north." Laughing with delight, Kathy kissed him
back so fervently that no further answer was required.
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