For Us

Anya reached for her phone to excitedly read the message.

“I am anticipating your arrival in our usual place baby.”

It was a hot, blistering Friday afternoon. She knew exactly where to meet him and she put away her phone, pulled down her sunglasses and smiled as she walked briskly to her car.

The couple hadn’t had this type of roleplay in a while. Daz would head off to work, not a word, all morning. She would know that it was coming, it was just a matter of when it would happen, which raised her excitement. Then Anya’s phone would play the message alert tone.She would smile and read the hot, steamy message about what he wanted to do to her. Their thoughts and desires were played out over several messages and occasionally it would culminate in them meeting at their “Special place”, an apartment in a 5 star hotel in town. It was the same room each time. Anya’s excitement was palpable as her afternoon turned from a mundane Friday PM to a deep dive into their erotic, fantasy world.

The roads were busy, Anya was creeping along, desperate to get home and grab some overnight clothes. The journey lasted what seemed like a lifetime until she pulled up onto the drive and hurriedly rushed into the house.

After packing a small bag, Anya fixed her look in the mirror. She looked good and felt sexy as she smiled to herself and headed out.

It was quicker getting back into the city. Her journey was punctuated with further messages from Daz describing, in detail, things he wanted to do to her body. Anya’s excitement built as her destination came into view.

The car swerved right and down the ramp into the car park beneath the hotel. It was not busy and Anya found a space easily.

Daz’s phone buzzed as he sipped champagne in the apartment. He smiled as he read the message.

“I’m here, on my way up.”

His already elevated arousal spiraled. He could feel his cock starting to harden at the thought she was now in the same building.

Dressed in his black suit trousers and a crisp white shirt, Daz poured another glass of ice cold champagne and set it on the table ready for Anya’s arrival.

The bubbles fizzed and popped inside the narrow flute as the door faintly clicked to release the lock and Anya walked in.

“Hello? Baby?” She enquired. The apartment was quiet. She saw the glass of champagne on a small table between the 2 sofa’s. The bedroom and bathroom were separate to the main living space.

“Are you hiding?” She smiled as she picked up the flute of champagne and took a sip.

“Ooh, the champagne is nice.” She continued, looking around the apartment.

When she reached the bedroom Daz was standing, next to the bed, flute in hand and smiling.

“Hello baby. Did you enjoy my messages?” He smiled.

“Mmmmm, yes, very much.” Anya replied, also smiling. The sexual energy between the couple was massive.

They were aching to get hold of each other. Daz slowly moved toward Anya. As he reached her, he took her glass and placed both flutes on the cupboard. He raised his hand and placed it on her cheek. She muzzled into his hand and smelt his scent it was delicious. His touch was gentle, loving. The only sound was their faint breaths and the muffled traffic in the street below.

Softly he rested his forehead onto Anya’s.

“I want you,” He whispered “I fucking want you so much!”

Their lips, so close, but not touching. Anya’s hand reaches up and around the back of his head.

In his mind, visions of tearing Anya’s clothes from her and completely ravishing her on the bed flashed. The need to feel her perfect skin on his was overwhelming. He was hard, so hard. She turned him on immensely.

Anya pulled Daz’s head toward her, their lips meeting and sliding across one another. The tender skin meeting for the embrace. Their lips parted to make way for the soft tongues to touch, feel, slide into each other’s mouths.

Daz moved his and up into Anya’s perfect blond hair. Sliding his fingers through, grabbing her locks, his fingertips running across her scalp. The deep kissing became more frenzied. Both were starting to lose composure.

Pulling their faces onto each other, the pair’s bodies finally met. Anya could immediately feel his hardness on her hips. Her excitement had been growing all afternoon and she could feel how wet she was when her thighs gently slid against each other.

Anya’s hands then moved down to the collar of his shirt and then to tear apart the buttons that held his body inside. They broke their kiss for a few seconds while Daz found the buttons on her red shirt.

Both garments fell to the floor and Daz reached around to quickly flick Anya’s bra open. It slid down her arms and dropped onto her discarded shirt. When her breasts hit his solid chest he could feel the hardness of her nipples. He instinctively moved his hand over her left breast and slid his fingers either side of her nipple. He knew her left nipple was more sensitive and it drove her crazy.

Anya released a moan, it felt good.

“Fuck, stop, you know what that does to me.” Daz muttered as their kissing resumed. His hands running across Anya’s back now. Sometimes using his fingertips and sometime scratching gently. Anya’s breathing was getting more intense.

Anya smiled as they kissed and reached down to unbuckle his belt, her hand pushed his zipper down and slid inside the material of his trousers to feel his hardness, restricted by the cotton of his underwear. Daz moaned. Her touch sent sparks across his body as she grabbed his shaft.

His cock felt good in her hand. The pair both kicked off their shoes together and Daz unbuttoned Anya’s trousers. He allowed them to fall down across her thighs and rest on the floor around her ankles. She released the top button on his trousers and they too fell effortlessly down over his legs.

Locked in a deep, passionate embrace, the couple stood in nothing but underwear. Both bodies aching to be touched and worshipped but equally aching to please one another.

Daz broke their kiss and started to slowly descent onto his knees. He held her hips and placed a kiss on her stomach. His lips tasting her perfectly soft, smooth skin. She held his head while his hands slid her panties down over her thighs and onto the floor.

He lifted her leg at the knee and placed her foot on the mattress of the bed. His kisses went lower, past her navel, onto the soft skin of her labia. He drew in her scent. She was perfect, beautiful as he placed kisses on her delicate lips. His hands reached around to hold her ass cheeks and slowly pull her onto him. His tongue slid gently between her labia and found her swollen clit. The taste was delicious as he heard Anya’s gentle moans mixed with harsh breaths as the sensations rose up through her body.

Anya lifted her raised leg off the bed and slid her thigh over Daz’s shoulder. Her calf and foot across his back so she could pull him onto her easier.

“Oh, oh fuck that’s good baby.” She moaned as Daz’s mouth and tongue danced across her clit his lips on her labia, his tongue on her clit felt amazing.

Anya’s hips then started to grind on Daz’s face, it was becoming too much as she was starting to get so sensitive. She removed her leg from his shoulder and pulled him up to her once more. They kissed again deeply, and Anya could taste her sex on the mouth of her man. The taste was exquisite.

Anya broke off and kept eye contact while she slid down onto her knees. She wasted no time in pulling down his underwear and freeing his restricted, hard cock. One hand cupped his balls while the other slid across the soft, taught skin of his phallus. She had a bolt of excitement as his reaction was obvious from her touch.

Anya’s hand slid up to the tip of his cock where glistening pre-cum appeared. Her fingertip slid over the crystal-clear ooze making him moan. More appeared and this lubricated his shaft and her hand as she slid up and down his hard cock sensually.

Her perfect lips moved forward and pursed over his soft, shining tip, enveloping him as he looked down at her. His hands instinctively went to her head, his fingers through her hair.

Anya’s tongue circled his smooth tip. She could taste his sweet elixir and started to suck gently. Her tongue then went under his tip to his most sensitive place. He twitched and she knew he was ready.

Slowly she started moving down his shaft, more and more of his hard cock filled her mouth as her tongue massaged his muscle. Anya found the responses from Daz’s body such a turn on and she could feel her wetness between her legs as she slid effortlessly up and down his aching cock.

Daz felt Anya’s lips around him. She had perfect lips, the perfect mouth and her tongue could do things no one else could. He knew he could very easily explode right here and now but he wanted her, wanted to be inside her.

Anya realized that Daz was on the edge and stopped sucking his hard cock. She tasted his delicious pre-cum one last time before withdrawing and rising to her feet once more.

Looking deep into his eyes, she rested her hands on his shoulders and turned him to stand at the foot of the bed. She kissed his chest before pushing him gently onto the bed. He lay on his back, resting on his elbows.

Anya lifted her right knee and placed it on the edge of the bed. She lifted her other foot off the carpet and crawled on the bed. She sat facing Daz, between his legs and placed her legs over his, her feet on his chest. His hands reached out and held her ankles. Her perfect feet inches away from his face. Anya’s hands went to his hardness once more and resumed caressing him. She knew what her feet did to him and played on it for a while.

Daz held her perfect ankle. Anya’s feet were always smooth and soft. Her toes danced in front of him as he pulled her foot up to his mouth and slid a toe across his tongue. He sucked gently and Anya could feel what this did to him. He squirmed against the touch of her hands on his hard phallus.

Daz’s tongue moved to her soft, smooth soles as he licked from top to bottom. Occasionally nibbling at her skin as she flinched and giggled. He would continue to the other foot before her need, and his, for each other became too much. Anya lifted herself up onto Daz. She placed her knees either side of his hips and rested her pussy on his hard cock. They held hands, locking fingers as she slid her clit across his muscle. Both were soaking and the feeling of Anya’s body sliding against his set him on fire.

Anya then raised herself up and Daz’s tip flicked down onto her opening. Her excited breathing was caused by the anticipation of what they were about to do.

She then relaxed her thigh muscles and let Daz enter her. His tip parted the lips of her labia and disappeared inside her slowly. She relaxed some more and let his shaft fill her. Anya’s head fell back and she released a moan of intense pleasure and release. To feel him inside her was what she craved all day. It felt incredible.

Daz could feel every contour of Anya’s pussy as he slid inside her. She enveloped him so perfectly, like a jigsaw piece that fitted together. She was warm and so wet. She felt amazing.

Anya looked deep into Daz’s eyes as she started to rock back and forth on his hard cock. She could feel it moving inside, brushing the nerve endings that triggered the intense pleasure zones. Sending sparks of white-hot sex across her lustful body.

Daz looked at Anya’s body rippling back and forth like a belly dancer performing. Her hips rocking on his. Her skin felt good. It was soft and smooth. The sound of their fucking, the wetness of both of them filled the room, only just eclipsed by Anya and Daz’s erotic moans.

Anya quickened her movements, she could feel an orgasm starting to stir inside her. Fucking Daz felt so good.

Daz could feel his hardness growing even more, he was close, he knew his partner was too and started to lift his hips to make his movement inside her more intense. Anya’s beautiful, dream like moans filled his ears as he held her hips and helped them rock across his. She was sliding so easily across his skin. He gazed at her perfect breasts as they moved rhythmically. Her nipples so aroused and hard.

Anya fell forward and pushed her palms into Daz’s hard chest. The way his cock moved inside her was driving her crazy. She knew what would send him over the edge so tucked her feet up to his legs so they would rub gently as she moved. The feeling of knowing that Daz was so turned on by her every move, every sound, every touch, every sensation turned her on immensely. There were no monsters today! just the 2 of them falling into each other as they made love so beautifully. She knew one more moan would send both of them tumbling, head first into massive orgasms so she tried to hold it for a little longer.

Daz could feel the start of a huge orgasm. He knew Anya was feeling the same. There had hardly been a word between them since they arrived at the apartment but both knew each other explicitly and could communicate in other ways.

“Fuck Daz I think I’m gonna cum.” Anya couldn’t hold it any longer.

“Me too baby,” He replied, looking into her eyes, “Baby, I love you so much.” He continued. This was their trigger.

Anya released her withheld moans as her orgasm swept her body, crashing through her as she continued to rock back and forth to the rhythm of her pulsing contractions. Her body massaged Daz’s cock into his crashing orgasm and she felt his cock twitch and throb as his white-hot cum spewed into her accepting pussy. Her ass clenched as the orgasm lasted longer then it had for a while.

Daz could feel every part of Anya’s beautiful orgasm and he could hold back no longer. The more Anya’s body contracted around his cock, the harder he came. Shouting his enduring love for this perfect girl as he came.

Anya fell onto Daz. He was still inside her as their lips and mouths once again devoured each other. The love was deep and so meaningful. Anya started to grind again. There was still the faint sensation of orgasm and as she continued to move back and forth, the feeling grew. Breathing into his mouth as she broke their kiss, Anya started to orgasm again.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum again baby, I’m gonna cu…” She trailed off as her body produced her second orgasm.

The pair were spent, damp with sweat but incredibly in love as they collapsed on the bed. Anya lay with her head on his chest and her leg, bent at the knee, across his. She knew he liked that.