It was an abnormally quiet evening in the hilltop villa that sat on the side of the Dinaric Alps, deep in the Slovenian wilderness. The birds normally sang loud at dusk, and the distant howl of waking wolves would ring endlessly through the vast and echoed airwaves of the valley. Tonight was somewhat different, as I sat alone with a small tumbler glass of Gentleman Jack Bourbon. The view hit the back of my throat with the whiskey, and helped me sink into a deep and relaxing mindset.
Amelia was on her way in a taxi, about to be charged a small fortune for the 60-mile round trip from the capital, Ljubljana. She’d taken a trip to see me, unaware of the total isolation I dwelled in, eager to have a weekend of bliss, paradise and ecstasy all mixed into one. I heard the 2-stroke Skoda engine from about 3 miles away and sunk the drink, preparing myself for her imminent arrival, listening reluctantly to the upwards groan of the diesel motor as it rose to my abode.
I was dressed casually, but not casually for my surroundings. Most would relax in an outdated and unfitting t-shirt and shorts. Not me, befitted in a stylishly creased, olive green shirt, sleeves rolled up and top two buttons broken. My jeans were years old but still hugged my calves at just the right points.
Ding dong, I opened the door. The taxi driver awaited his wage like a hungry dog expecting his evening meal, and made off as Amelia waltzed into my small but modern villa. I gazed at her curvaceous beauty as I slammed the door, she stood in a small black top and tight denim skirt.
I made her a small cocktail, nothing fancy, just a small cosmopolitan, and led her out to the decking at the rear. She sat and sipped, sipped and spoke, as I wondered across the open sky. We spoke nonsense until 9pm, then finished the drinks. I moved over to the edge of the small, heated pool, only about 18ft wide and 20 seconds worth of front-stroke in length.
We sat on the side and kicked our feet in the cooling water, leaning on each other intermittently, starting to cuddle and feel each other excitedly. The side of the pool had a conveniently soft edge, a small layer of vinyl-wrapped foam, and I leant on Amelia mid-kiss to bring her down to it, now laying firmly on top of her, kissing her neck, her deep red lips, holding her hips as she tried to slowly thrust into me. I could feel the pulse of her as we connected. I slid my hand up her smooth, warm legs, flitting with the idea of moving inside her thighs, delighting in the fact I could devour every part of her tonight..
Her body was comforting and her scent was erotic. I could feel her heart starting to race as I moved my finger tips inside her sculpted thighs. The tingling sensation throughout my cock started to divulge into a full-blown erection, my jeans zip starting to naturally loosen. I slid my hands out of her pleasure zone and under her arse cheeks, feeling her slowly move up and down to the rhythm of love. Her bum was soft but firm, I could sense she was enjoying slowly feeling my hard member slide up and down on her legs. I squeezed intermittently on her behind, and she reacted with slow but forceful bites on my neck, trying to show how turned on she was getting.
Her skirt was becoming an obstacle to me now, and after riding up to halfway up her arse cheeks, it was now defunct. I unbuttoned my shirt and gave her my tongue, instantly feeling the thirst of her incessant horniness, sucking on my lips and giving me a taste of what I had in store. My shirt was off and her skirt was now unbuttoned at the top, her hands starting to pull the material down from her hips. She could feel my cock rubbing against her incessantly, and whispered in my ear. “Take your jeans off so I can feel you even more.”
I obeyed, for once, and removed my jeans, dumping them in a pile with my shirt and her skirt, right next to the warm and bright blue pool. She suddenly felt quite sensitive, now just her black lacey knickers standing between my dick and her beautiful pussy. Her breathing got heavier and her tones became higher, as she felt my hands drift up the back of her body and over onto her tits. They were spectacularly built, firm and juicy, tender and sweet. I couldn’t help but lift her top and start to nibble away on her delicate nipples, switching between sucking and biting, kissing and licking.
Amelia was on her way in a taxi, about to be charged a small fortune for the 60-mile round trip from the capital, Ljubljana. She’d taken a trip to see me, unaware of the total isolation I dwelled in, eager to have a weekend of bliss, paradise and ecstasy all mixed into one. I heard the 2-stroke Skoda engine from about 3 miles away and sunk the drink, preparing myself for her imminent arrival, listening reluctantly to the upwards groan of the diesel motor as it rose to my abode.
I was dressed casually, but not casually for my surroundings. Most would relax in an outdated and unfitting t-shirt and shorts. Not me, befitted in a stylishly creased, olive green shirt, sleeves rolled up and top two buttons broken. My jeans were years old but still hugged my calves at just the right points.
Ding dong, I opened the door. The taxi driver awaited his wage like a hungry dog expecting his evening meal, and made off as Amelia waltzed into my small but modern villa. I gazed at her curvaceous beauty as I slammed the door, she stood in a small black top and tight denim skirt.
I made her a small cocktail, nothing fancy, just a small cosmopolitan, and led her out to the decking at the rear. She sat and sipped, sipped and spoke, as I wondered across the open sky. We spoke nonsense until 9pm, then finished the drinks. I moved over to the edge of the small, heated pool, only about 18ft wide and 20 seconds worth of front-stroke in length.
We sat on the side and kicked our feet in the cooling water, leaning on each other intermittently, starting to cuddle and feel each other excitedly. The side of the pool had a conveniently soft edge, a small layer of vinyl-wrapped foam, and I leant on Amelia mid-kiss to bring her down to it, now laying firmly on top of her, kissing her neck, her deep red lips, holding her hips as she tried to slowly thrust into me. I could feel the pulse of her as we connected. I slid my hand up her smooth, warm legs, flitting with the idea of moving inside her thighs, delighting in the fact I could devour every part of her tonight..
Her body was comforting and her scent was erotic. I could feel her heart starting to race as I moved my finger tips inside her sculpted thighs. The tingling sensation throughout my cock started to divulge into a full-blown erection, my jeans zip starting to naturally loosen. I slid my hands out of her pleasure zone and under her arse cheeks, feeling her slowly move up and down to the rhythm of love. Her bum was soft but firm, I could sense she was enjoying slowly feeling my hard member slide up and down on her legs. I squeezed intermittently on her behind, and she reacted with slow but forceful bites on my neck, trying to show how turned on she was getting.
Her skirt was becoming an obstacle to me now, and after riding up to halfway up her arse cheeks, it was now defunct. I unbuttoned my shirt and gave her my tongue, instantly feeling the thirst of her incessant horniness, sucking on my lips and giving me a taste of what I had in store. My shirt was off and her skirt was now unbuttoned at the top, her hands starting to pull the material down from her hips. She could feel my cock rubbing against her incessantly, and whispered in my ear. “Take your jeans off so I can feel you even more.”
I obeyed, for once, and removed my jeans, dumping them in a pile with my shirt and her skirt, right next to the warm and bright blue pool. She suddenly felt quite sensitive, now just her black lacey knickers standing between my dick and her beautiful pussy. Her breathing got heavier and her tones became higher, as she felt my hands drift up the back of her body and over onto her tits. They were spectacularly built, firm and juicy, tender and sweet. I couldn’t help but lift her top and start to nibble away on her delicate nipples, switching between sucking and biting, kissing and licking.
