I am sorry if this reads like a script from a Hollywood movie, but what you are reading is my amazing sexual encounter with a civilian lady. I am still processing all that had happened during my brief stay in the UK.
Background: On my recent business trip to the UK, I sat reading in the airport lounge. I had briefly closed my eyes when I heard a sweet voice saying “SNAP”. I opened my eyes and saw the lady sitting nearby holding a book and showed me that both she and I were reading books from the same author. This started our long discussion about the author and his books, about our likes and dislikes, and travels. Travelling business class, we managed to change the seats so we could continue with our conversation.
The lady: Laura (not her real name) is from Edinburgh. She is very well spoken and knowledgeable about various topics, which reflects her education and upbringing. She is also well travelled so we had lots to talk about.
I would say she is in her early forties, dark brown hair with blond streaks; about 1.7m tall and UK dress size 10-12.
Arrival in UK … was this destiny calling? Medical emergency and weather condition meant our flight was delayed. Laura was taking a train from Kings Cross to Edinburgh that night. I offered her a ride to KingsX as I had hired a car from the airport.
At KingsX all trains to Scotland had been cancelled due to weather conditions. Laura tried to book nearby hotels but they were all full. So I took her to my hotel hoping she could get a room but to no avail. The hotel manager knew me as a frequent user and asked us if we did not mind sharing my suite. I raised my eyebrows to Laura and she smiled she would gladly sleep on the couch. So we checked in and went out for dinner.
Hotel Rendezvous: Back at the hotel after a shower, I told Laura, as I would be working late for the meeting next morning, she could use the bed. While I worked, Laura had a shower and sat on the bed reading. Suddenly, there were arms around my neck and chest and a kiss on my cheek with words “Thank you for all that you have done for me”. I turned my head round and Laura looked into my eyes and mouthed “Thank you”. The only words I could mutter were “You are welcome”, and we continued to look into each other’s eyes. Then slowly our lips met and we kissed lightly at first and then full blown DFK and caressing.
By now my cock was straining hard to get out of the confines of my boxers and jeans. I pushed them down and when she saw my 21cm tool at full mast she went wide eyed. She looked at me and said, in her lovely Scottish accent, “Is this for real?” I just smiled. She went down on her knees and measured my rock hard and erect cock, using the span of her hand. Then she started to kiss it from the top all the way down the shaft, all the time muttering “Oh my God” … Then her hot mouth and lips surrounded it and gave a great head, sloppy and wet.
I pulled her up from the floor and we embraced and kissed more.
I slowly took off her dressing gown and her gorgeous boobs presented to me with her nipples rock hard. I sucked and licked them which she absolutely loved, slipped my hand between her legs through her panties. Despite her shaved pussy I could feel the stubble perhaps two to three days old. I gently rubbed her already moist pussy and she moaned with pleasure. Onto the carpeted floor for more deep kissing and caressing.
I kissed her body and moved my tongue all the way down, lingering at her belly button. I was down between her lovely thighs. I removed her panties and buried my face in her gorgeous moist pussy, licking her clit and eating her pussy which she adored and moaned in approval. Pussy tasted nice and clean. Her breathing was getting heavier.
The squirt or the fountain?:Then she put her hands on my head and pushed me further into her pussy, her thighs tightening around my head. I could feel her pussy muscles twitching around my fingers as if in a spasm. Her tummy would give a shudder or two. Suddenly, she pushed my head and hand away and squirted. I have never seen such a squirt. It was like a fountain of water and the first squirt was as high as a meter and a half. The second squirt followed..
Laura held my hands and me pulled me to her and kissed me very passionately and slowly guided me into her warm welcoming pussy, whispering “Be slow it is big”. I pulled a cushion from the couch and placed it under her. We went at it slow at first as Laura got used to my cock. But pretty quickly the sex was hard and deep. Missionary was incredible and deep with her legs nice and high.
I could feel her muscles tighten around my cock and pulling me further inside her.
We were in a rhythmic motion for quite some time as I kept on increasing the speed and tempo. She closed her legs behind my back pulling me further in. We were both sweating and our bodies were moist.
Suddenly both her legs came down to my torso and pushed/kicked me away from her. My cock slipped out dripping with her milky juices. Then a squirt came out as high as the first one. This was followed by 2-3 more squirts. All the time she had her eyes closed, mouth open, talking gibberish and smacking her clit and pussy
Frightening experience: Laura started shaking and shivering, and went into a foetal position with her hands between her legs. She was moaning/crying” as she continued to gush in this position. She was now in some kind of a spasm/shudders and profusely sweating. I was stunned. Had I had caused some damage inside her? The amount of watery/ juices that were pouring out of her and the way she was spasmodic, shivering and sweating worried me.
I grabbed her gown and placed it over her. I had never seen/experienced this and it really scared me. I kept on asking her “Laura, are you OK?” but all I could see was she was shaking. It really frightened me. I just kept starring at her.
All is well: The clock stood still for me. Then Laura’s arm reached out to me whilst I was kneeling beside her. There was a smile on her face and glint in her eyes. She pulled me towards her and kissed me hard and just whispering “Oh! God. Thank you, thank you” I asked her if she was OK and she nodded.
She then looked at my cock, still rock hard despite the drama, and remarked, “You still up”. Then she got up and holding my hand led me to the bed. I lay down on my back and Laura went on to give me lovely blow job. Then she climbed on me and slowly lowered herself, guiding me into her. I started to pump slowly but she stopped me. She rode me like an equestrian in a dressage competition, slow up and down, then grinding, then forward and backward leaning over to deep French kiss me. It was such a wonderful feeling.
She then did a 360 degree turn with me still inside her and rode me. I started feeling her pussy muscles tightening and then the warm juices from her started flowing again. It was a weird sensation and feeling. She turned round and just lay over my body twitching and kissing me, my cock still inside her. “I am now totally finished”, she whispered. I held onto her tightly and cuddled her.
I was still rock hard. She sat up and hand, mouth and tit wanked me until I came over her breasts. She rubbed my cum all over her breasts and licked her fingers and hand. She then lay on my chest. I tried to speak but she put her finger on my lips to stop me talking and instead savour the intimacy we had.
We both needed a drink. So we sat up in bed, with my arms around her and had a glass of wine, not a single word uttered. After the drinks she held my hands and led me to the bathroom where we had a shower together, massaging each other, kissing, cuddling. Then we filled the bath up, poured some bath gel into it and just lay in the warm bath with Laura lying between my legs, with her back resting on my tummy and her head on my chest. She took my hands and made me cup over beautiful breasts.
Laura said that if the trains were operating the next day, she will leave. Then she looked up at me. I said no I will see her again as I had meetings in Edinburgh Uni.
By the time we went to bed, it was nearly 04:00 and I had a meeting to go. As half of the bed was wet, we both cuddled up in the other half.
Tired and no concentration: I could hardly concentrate in the meeting. All I could think of and picture was Laura shaking and shivering, the high squirts and the sensation of warm pussy juice on my cock. I felt my cock waking up. I am sure the lady sitting next to me also noticed the bulge in my pants as she kept on looking at me and giving me a knowing smile.
On my return to the hotel, I saw Laura was still there, no trains to Scotland. . Strangely, I was really pleased to see her and we kissed deeply and passionately. We both had a shower together and made love. I told Laura I wanted to taste her squirt and we fucked until she pushed me out and pulled my head to her pussy. And she squirted in my mouth and all over my face. It is difficult to describe the taste of the juices but it was warmish to feel and odourless. We went for dinner and then to the theatre.
Upon returning to the hotel, we retired to bed and fell asleep in each other’s arms, exhausted but not feeling tired.
Appreciation beyond expectations: The next day on my return from the meetings Laura had left for Scotland. She left an envelope, with red lips mark, on the pillow. Inside there was a note and half the share of the costs of hotel accommodation, theatre tickets and dinner.
Edinburgh here I come: I took the train to Edinburgh for my meetings. Whilst waiting for my chauffer, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Laura. I was surprised. We embraced and kissed lightly. “What are you doing here?” I asked. She had that twinkle in her eyes and said that she had come to pick me up. She had also taken the liberty to cancel my hotel booking’ and I was to put up with her in her apartment. I opened my mouth to argue, but that firm, steely look in her eyes told me not to try it. Who was I to argue with wee Scottish lass … a real McCoy! Aye! So I told Tam, my chauffer, that I would not need his services.
Back at her apartment, I handed over her envelop as our costs were covered by my company. She just laughed.
The next three days went like whirlwind …. We had plenty to discuss and talk about, going to the dinners and theatres. And of course, sex which we literally, re-wrote the Kama Sutra. At one point Laura asked if I was a porn star as I had a big cock and could last a long time. I laughed and said I wish I was … Lol!
Time to leave: The morning to leave came. We hugged and kissed. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She said “So this is goodbye”. I shook my head and said “Goodbye, doesn’t mean this has to be the end”. Wiping the tears, I said, “Laura I hate tears”.
She came downstairs to the sidewalk to see me go. In the car Tam asked me to look into the side mirror and there was Laura with her hand on her mouth. Tam said, “You have created quite an impression on our lass” and smiled.
Fate or destiny: On my return home, my flight and condo felt weirdly cold, and strangely lonesome. I had a feeling of emptiness/a kind of missing. Something I had never felt before. I am still reminiscing/processing the events that took place and this strange feeling I am experiencing. Was this fate or destiny? Was it coincidence? How I had met Laura, the journey disruption and no trains to Scotland, Laura not getting any hotel bookings in London and ending up sharing my suite and bed. And Edinburgh? Spooky eh! Was I destined to see and experience scary but amazing sexual encounter? What was this emptiness that I felt? Is it the lust that makes me feel like this?
Laura and I having been talking regularly on the phone but after the call that feeling of emptiness/longing returns. I cannot make any sense of this kind of feelings.
