Rachel's Night, Part III

When you have a unique sexual chemistry with another person, without the baggage accumulated from a long-term relationship, it can be an erotic and intense thing. The CS, as well as everyone else I am sure, is smart enough to know that such a situation is generally unrealistic in anything but a very brief relationship. That "baggage" is normal and eventually builds in every relationship. But our instincts and desires remain constant and we often seek to satisfy them despite the intellectual reality we realize and know of all to well. Rachel and I have such the dynamic.


After a relaxing afternoon at the pool, we went back to the room to get ready for the evening. The time spent there was like a slow IV drip of testosterone building inside of me as I watched the sun on Rachel's body, the fine little beads of sweat form across her stomach --the way the bathing suit got caught inside her ass cheeks and the sexy way she would tug at it from behind--the way she would dip her head back in to the pool so as to sweep back her locks just before coming out.

As I suspected, the visuals of her in a skimpy black bikini generated enough hormone activity that I pounced on her right when we got back to the room. I had quite an animalistic rush to rip off her bikini, prop her up on all fours and eat her from behind. She of course willingly complied as she bent down her upper body and arched her ass into my face. We engaged in some light rough play, with some spanking and hair pulling, as she now knew that I was taken over by primitive desires.

After engaging in this rather energetic romp, we stopped short of the deed, opting instead to hold off and build more tension for the evening. This didnt come about out of anything specific...the romp soothed my primal desire for the time being...and we both knew that the intensity would just build later that night.

We were still in a relatively large city with good night life and decided to take advantage. It was hot and sticky and Rachel looked great in a simple summer dress. We had more of a "liquid" dinner than anything else, focusing on the alcohol as it flowed freely. The bar/club was very loungy but had several different bars, a restaurant and a dance floor. People were packed in tight as the night grew longer and we found ourselves working up a sweat on the dance floor, completely drunk, kissing and making out as both of us were grinding up against other people as well.

The crowd was young and most of the girls looked fabulous. Something that didnt go unnoticed by both me and Rachel. As we danced in what seemed like a sea of drunken patrons, Rachel began with some dirty talk that was sure to send me over the edge. Whether out of sheer spontaneity or a calculated effort, she began telling me which girl on the floor she knew I would find attractive and want to fuck. Now.... it was loud, and we were both fucked up, so I dont remember exactly the words she used, but I do remember it was hot. As we danced, she pointed out several chicks and would seductively tell me things like..."you would love to see that chicks mouth around your cock, wouldnt you?" ..."what if we brought her back with us...what would you want me to do?"

This continued for several minutes and resulted in both of us talking dirty in each others ear over the pounding music. It also made Rachel intentionally flirt the girls to further pique my interest, something that appeared to be promising if we chose to pursue it...but we didnt. We were both turning each other on and with the floor as packed as it was, I had the opportunity to slip my hand discreetly up her dress and rub her wet puffy lips. She drew closer to me and grinded on the side of my fingers before pulling back. I was getting so hard that I couldnt stay on the dance floor with looking like the hunchback of Notre Dame.

The walk back to the hotel was long, but in our condition, it didnt much matter. We were groping and kissing the entire way back and when we finally got back we ripped everything off of each other like animals. As funny as it sounds, it was just like out of some cheesy movie where you would see a couple moaning and groaning while tearing each others clothes to shreds.

Rachel went straight for my cock, vigorously stroking and sucking. And as good as it felt, I needed to be inside of her. So I put her on the bed in one of my favorite positions: face down, legs together with some pillows under the hips to prop her ass up higher. She looked sooooo good. Entering from behind in this position not only provides for maximum friction, but also presents an awesome picture of the female body; the curves of the ass and hips, the back, and the legs are ever so noticeable and there for the taking.

I pounded away as she reached from behind and spread her self. Watching her ass bounce off of me in that position couldnt of been any hotter. I was almost right on top of her at this point, pulling on her hair from behind and then over at the side of her face, kissing intensely as our bodies grinded against one another.

Given our tension and buildup from the earlier romp, I knew I couldnt last too long. Rachel was ready herself...as she came quickly and let out a muted type of scream that I hadnt heard before. I continued to thrust inside of her until she told me that she wanted me to fuck her mouth. Not surprising really, given how good and how much she likes oral. She lay on her back with her head just slightly over the edge, while I was standing above her fucking her mouth and throat from atop. First slowly...then much faster as her throat relaxed and opened. She would pull me inside deeper and deeper by grabbing on the back of my legs and pulling me closer.

It didnt take long...the back of her throat felt wonderful and I released deep inside her mouth in such an intense way that it resembled, yet surpassed, even that with Natasha. It was one of those were you actually go catatonic for a second as your coming and then think that you are gonna come out looking like a spaz forever cause of the grimace and look plastered on your face.

I dont remember Rachel flinching as she continued to take me inside her. How she does it without managing to gag, I dont know...but it is quite impressive and hot.

One day and night is just that...and it quickly came and went. But it was designed by both of us to do exactly that which it did. So although you never know what can happen in that situation with someone, with Rachel, the extra-ordinary time wasnt surprising.

We were both tired and a bit queasy the next morning taking the train back home. No further escapades and nothing more to tell on the ride back. We were exhausted and Rachel slept by my side almost the entire way back. We didnt talk much, but I remember thinking that I was glad it was only for one night. Had it been longer, it would likely have turned out unhealthy sooner or later. And although the "rules" are a pain in the ass sometimes, they are the only things the CS has got when he chooses to do what he does.


Aftermath

In the few weeks since the trip with Rachel, we havent spent much time together. We were supposed to go to lunch on an occasion and discussed doing other things. But I decided to retreat...

Rachel is sexy, hot and bright. She senses exactly what's going on, but is either ok with it, or does a great job of not showing any emotion. Either way, continuing further with her could only lead to issues. And while we may get together again in the future, for now...it must end.