2017 true sex story: Meeting James – Chapter 10.5
True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Male/Teen Female, Romance
“Just let me know if I begin to turn into some entitled bitch, okay?”
James seductively squeezed my thigh.
“If that were to happen you’d be the first to know because I’d put you over my knee.”
I couldn’t help but think how beautiful he made me feel. It seemed so easy to control my emotions for him when he was in California and we were apart. However, once we were back together, those romantic feelings came rushing back and it was so hard to keep myself emotionally under control.
The Town Car pulled up in front of Pitahayas Restaurante.
Set on the eastern shore of Cabo San Lucas above a white sand beach, Pitahayas could be only be described as majestic. The smell of the salt air and the sound of the waves gently crashing against the beach only added to the romantic ambiance. James exited the back of the Town Car, walked around to my door, helped me out of the back seat, and pulled me close to his side.
We were met almost instantly by a young, pretty Mexican girl who said something in Spanish. James answered her in Spanish and I had to admit I was a bit shocked because he had never spoken anything other than English to me since I’d known him. The hostess made a gesture to us to follow her and she led us to our table. While clutching James’s arm securely, I was able to take in some of the beautiful scenery.
We walked through a cobblestone pathway beset on both sides by small cacti and palm trees which were swaying in the gentle evening breeze. Two broad, overlapping, circular grass huts covered the main dining area of the restaurant, giving the restaurant an amazing, tropical vibe. A large tree in the center of the dining area decorated with small, white lights reminded me of Christmas and gave the room an intimate, romantic ambiance. Amazingly, there were no walls to separate the main dining area from the outside which gave the diners and unobstructed view of the white sand beach and ocean.
We followed the Maître `D through the central dining area and outside to an open deck built above the beach and ten yards from the coast.
In the midst of a beautiful Mexican sunset, we enjoyed our dinners and some light conversation. I ordered the black rice with blue crab that came with tomatillos, salsa alfredo, and mango. James chose pork belly tacos with sides of guacamole and a cream chili sauce.
The food was incredible and the romantic atmosphere only added to the sensual vibe between James and me. Amidst our perfect evening, there was a question that has been on my mind since we had arrived and I was reticent to ask him. However, he had been so open with me all day, and I decided to throw caution to the wind.
“I don’t want to ruin this perfect evening, but may I ask you something?”
“Of course you can.”
I took a deep breath.
“You told me earlier that we’d be spending a week here in Mexico. Typically, we only spend a weekend together, how are you able get away for so long this time?”
James took a big sip of wine and I could see the reservation etched noticeably on his face. He hated talking about his wife and children and it created a strange contradiction. It was almost as if he wanted to forget them entirely when we were together, even though I knew he loved them dearly.
“My wife grew up in Connecticut. For the last few summers, she’s taken the children back east for a month to see her family.”
“And you didn’t want to go with her?”
“It’s difficult to leave my restaurants for a month, but more importantly, I wanted to spend some time with you.”
I listened intently and took a sip of my wine and waited for him to continue.
“I’m planning on flying back in a couple of weeks to be with them, but to be honest, I’m not very enthused because of the… you know… in-laws thing.”
I couldn’t help but smile. I loved it when he opened up to me like this because it made me feel closer to him, more attached to him, and a more significant part of his life.
We were in such a romantic, intimate setting. Again, it was difficult not to let my mind wander to dangerous places. If I admitted the truth to myself, I wished that his children were mine, and as I looked into his crystal blue eyes while we ate, I couldn’t help but wonder what our children would look like.
The rest of the evening was incredible. We finished two bottles of wine while talking about his restaurants and the courses I would be taking when school resumed in the fall. He made me feel so comfortable and relaxed. Even though portions of the day were quite tumultuous, just being with him made me feel so content and at ease.
Once we finished our meal, I stood up and the wine hit me hard. I felt very unsteady on my feet and James came around to my side of the table to assist me. Thankfully, he took my arm which gave me some much-needed stability and helped me through the restaurant and out to our waiting town car.
After he assisted me into the backseat, he slid in beside me until our legs deliciously rubbed together and his hand gently rested on my thigh. I was very buzzed from all the wine we’d consumed and as each second passed, I was becoming aroused and caught up in the hedonistic moment. I reached over and began to rub the very noticeable bulge in the front of James’s trousers.
I could hear a lowing moan escape from his lips.
“And just what are you doing, Melanie?”
“Does that mean you want me to stop?” I cooed seductively.
A smile broke across his face.
“I didn’t say that.”
I could feel the Town Car begin to pull out of the parking lot as I carefully unzipped his fly and extracted his thick penis from the confines of his trousers. He let out a muffled moan when I moved my head into his lap and took his cock into my mouth. I felt his hands begin to lovingly stroke my hair as he quickly grew to full hardness in my mouth.
After a few seconds, I coated his member with my saliva and was smoothly bobbing my head up and down on his penis. Before long, James’s hips were gently thrusting upward which sent his cock deeper into my throat.
While I lovingly fellated him, I remembered back to the last time I had given him a blowjob in a car. We were on the freeway driving back from the Valley Automall after he purchased the Land Rover Discovery for me and I couldn’t help but thank him in my special way.
It still amazed me how far we’d come together in the short time that we had known each other. I couldn’t help but feel that he was growing me up. I had never been in such an intense, demanding relationship. James made the guys that I had previously been with seem like boys and compared to him, that’s what they were.
I could feel his hands move through my hair and then grip it tightly as he gently pushed my mouth up and down on his cock which brought me back to the now. His hips began to thrust upward again which made me think he might come in my mouth. However, I couldn’t be certain because his breathing was very shallow in an apparent attempt not to draw attention to what was going on in the backseat.
“We are almost to your hotel, Sir,” a voice said in broken English from the front seat.
I quickly expelled James’s cock from my mouth, sat up in the back seat, and wiped some of the errant saliva from my chin. I watched as James struggled to get his spittle covered erection back into his trousers. After I straightened myself up, the driver’s eye caught mine in the rearview mirror, and he gave me a knowing grin. I could feel my face burn red in embarrassment and I quickly looked away and slid closer to James’s side.
The Town Car came to a smooth stop in front of the main entrance of the hotel, and the driver opened the rear door for us. James stepped out of the car, took my hand, and helped me onto my feet. I purposely avoided eye contact with the driver while James tipped him. Even though I was still very buzzed from the wine, I didn’t want to think about or even acknowledge the show that I put on in the back seat for the driver as he took us back to the hotel.
It was a short walk back to our suite. James held me close to his body while we walked briskly on the cobblestone pathway that winded through the tropical landscape. I was still felt very rickety on my feet due to the wine and James steadied me as we walked in the moonlight.
I watched as he opened the door and we stepped inside. Immediately, he pulled me to him and we embraced in a long, hot kiss. Without warning, he scooped me up into his arms and he once again carried me up the stairs to the master bedroom.
Once inside, he laid me down on the large king size bed and stood at the foot and began to remove his suit. I kicked my heels off onto the floor and watched as he loosened his tie. Slowly, as if teasing me, he unbuttoned his shirt, unbuckled his belt, and glided his trousers down his legs.
He looked so strong and virile towering above me. Teasingly, I slowly hiked up my skirt until my pussy was exposed to his lustful gaze. Very calmly and deliberately, my hand moved down to between my legs and I ran my middle finger through my wet slit as I watched him tug his boxer shorts down his muscled thighs until then they ended in a heap with the rest of his clothes on the floor. He took his erect cock in his hand and slowly began to stroke it.
“I love it when you touch yourself for me,” he said huskily.
I opened my legs further making sure he had a good view of my exposed body. My pussy felt like a hot, humid swamp and when I dipped a finger inside, we could both hear the squishing noises emanating from between my legs. He was stroking his cock harder now and I could see the pre-cum dribble out of the slit.
Our eyes met.
“Make yourself cum for me, Melanie.”
I set up in the bed and quickly removed my dress and laid back down again. Our eyes once again met and I opened my legs depravedly wide for him. My fingers began rubbing, pinching, and pulling my nipples while my other hand moved south between my legs.
Under his lecherous stare, I added a second finger and worked it in and out of my pussy. He was stroking his cock harder and faster and the pre-cum was oozing out of the slit at an increased rate.
“Yeah, just like that baby, cum for me.”
I used my thumb to rub little circles over my clit while using my fingers to rapidly penetrate my sex. My nipples were standing proudly off my breasts as I continued to manipulate them with my fingers.
“Yeah Melanie, let it go for me.”
I could feel my orgasm begin to build in the pit of my stomach. I could hear the slapping sound of James stroking his cock and the spongy, liquid sound of my fingers moving rapidly in and out of my wet sex.
My body shook and my world went dark as my orgasm overtook me. When my senses were back about me, James was still standing at the side of the bed rubbing his big cock while looking down over me.
“Come here, little minx.”
I couldn’t help but smile.
I got onto my stomach and slid to the edge of the bed. James held his wet fingers up to my mouth and I licked the pre-cum off them.
“Tell me what you want, Melanie.”
“You’re going to make me beg for it?”
I looked up in him lustfully.
“I want your cock in my mouth.”
I opened my mouth and he inched forward. Slowly, luxuriously, I licked the bulbous head of his penis like a lollipop and I heard him moan from above me. As my tongue swirled around the head, his cock began pulsing and felt alive. After only a few seconds, I tasted his precum in my mouth.
I inched just a little closer and opened my mouth wider and took him in. Almost immediately, I get could hear low moans of pleasure escaping from his lips. As I began to suck him harder, I could feel his hands weave through my long blonde hair and begin to guide my head forward and then back, over and over.
I relaxed my throat and took him deeper until my lips were touching his torso. I could also feel his hips begin to thrust forward and then back. Like so many of our sex sessions, James took control and oral sex diverged from me giving him head to him fucking my mouth.
After a few moments, I held my head still and kept pressure on his cock with my lips and let him control the pace. His breathing became more rapid and shallow and his grip on my hair tightened. His hips began to buck wildly and I was almost certain he would cum in my mouth until he regained a measure of control and took a step back which caused his cock to slide out.
I looked up and our eyes met.
Playfully, he rolled me over onto my back and into the center of the bed. Before I knew it, he was on top of me kissing me incredibly hard and mashing his muscular chest into my breasts. I could feel his erection pressing into my inner thigh. My pussy was so hot and wet I just wanted a measure of relief.
“Please James… Please…” I pleaded.
“Tell me what you want,” he said in a low, gravelly voice.
“I want to feel you inside of me.”
His lips curled into a small smile.
“Tell me how bad you need me.”
This was a little game we played often. He loved it when I was dependent on him and under his complete control.
“I need you so bad, Daddy.”
He reached between us and took his cock in his hand and rubbed the head up and down the lips of my vagina, teasing me further.
“Tell me what you want,” he whispered in my ear.
“Your cock inside of me… Please, James…” I begged and whimpered.
I could feel him rubbing the head of his penis up and down this lips of my vagina. I gasped when he found my aperture and began to gently push into me.
“Oh God, James.” I moaned.
He continued to move his hips forward and his cock simultaneously opened and filled me. I could feel his weight sensually crushing my body as he moved on top of me. I wrapped my legs around his torso and clung to him while moving my hips to meet his thrusts.
“You feel so good,” he murmured under his breath almost as if he was speaking to no one in particular.
I could feel him picking up the pace as he pressed himself in and out of me. I squeezed the muscles in my vagina hard and adjusted the angle just a bit which caused his thick penis to brush perfectly against my clit. Almost instantly, I could feel my orgasm begin to build in the pit of my stomach while I continued to cleave to his body.
My world felt perfect. A light ocean breeze gently filled our room with the sweet scent of salt, and moonbeams through the open window bathed us in a wondrous glow. Together, they created a spellbinding, romantic ambiance that I’ll never forget.
My body began to shake as my orgasm rocked me to the core and my world went dark. When I came back down to Earth and my senses were once again about me, I could tell that his breathing had changed and that he was getting close to orgasm. His sweat covered my body and more than anything, I wanted him to cum inside me. Just when I thought he might, he slid out of me.
“Get on your hands and knees, baby.” He ordered.
Quickly, I flipped over and complied with his command. I quivered when he ran his hands over my large breasts and gently pulled my nipples. I loved it when he and touched me and explored my body.
“Spread those legs, put your face down, and ass up.”
Again, I acquiesced to his command. I buried my head in the pillow, opened my thighs as wide as I could, and lifted my bottom up in the air, presenting my most intimate region to him.
Seconds later, he slid in behind me, wrapped his arms around my thighs which immobilized me, and I felt his tongue enter my wet pussy. I moaned as he licked my breach from clit to asshole and I could feel his saliva begin to mix with my vaginal secretions.
I gripped the sheets tightly while he moved his tongue in and out of me. He was incredibly accomplished at cunnilingus and it only took a minute or so before I felt my next orgasm begin to build.
“My clit… James… my clit…” I moaned as the waves of my release commenced overtaking my body.
I could feel his mouth on my sensitive little bud just as the waves were beginning to crash into me and my world went dark.
When my wits were back about me, James had already positioned himself behind me and was rubbing the head of his cock up and down the lips of my sodden vagina. I wanted to feel him inside me again so bad my mind was almost unable to form coherent thoughts.
“Please… James… please… don’t tease me…”
Without warning, he sunk himself into me with one long, smooth, thrust.
“Oh… God… Yes…” I grunted.
He placed his hands on my hips and began a smooth, sensual, rhythmic pace. Being in the doggystyle position, he always felt much bigger, and thicker inside of me. Before long, I was squeezing my vaginal muscles around his cock and thrusting my pelvis back, meeting each of his thrusts.
Just as he started to pick up the pace in earnest, I felt saliva dribble onto my asshole. Next, one of his hands moved from my hip and I felt his thumb ease into my rosebud. The sudden, but not unwelcome addition of his digit immediately produced a full feeling within my body. While driving himself in and out of me, harder and faster, he continued to work his thumb in and out of me which was beginning to loosen my very tight orifice. The additional stimulation of his thumb, combined with his hard cock thrusting in and out of my vagina, propelled me quickly to my next orgasm. Within seconds, I was shaking violently underneath him.
When I came back down, I noticed his breathing had once again changed and I thought he might cum inside of me. However, he pulled out, regained control, and after a few seconds, I could hear his breathing return to normal.
We took a few moments to catch our breath and recover. Notwithstanding, it wasn’t long before I felt the head of his cock press against my asshole.
“Relax, Melanie.” He said in a deep, husky voice.
I took a deep breath and attempted to prepare myself for what I knew was coming. I also had to admit, I was a bit nervous because this was the first time he had ever attempted anal sex without some type of bottled lube.
His bulbous head hesitantly slipped into my bottom and produced an instant discomfort when it met my tight ring which thwarted James’s progress. Cautiously, he eased himself forward and my body gave way and he slipped an inch or two inside me.
“Oh… God… James…” I moaned.
There was a slight ache that emanated from deep inside as he continued to slide himself into me. My body continued to yield to his encroachment and within several moments, he had buried himself deep inside my bowels.
He remained motionless for a full minute and let me adjust to him inside me.
“Are you okay?” He said in a voice barely above a whisper.
I took a deep breath, then responded.
“I’m all right, just go slow.”
Carefully, tediously, he began to move in and out of me at a snail’s pace. There were several more moments of discomfort, but it quickly gave way to an intense, pleasurable feeling that I was beginning to yearn for. He felt so big inside of me and I felt so full.
“God, you feel so fucking tight,” he groaned from behind me.
There was an intense, powerful feeling building in the pit of my stomach. The discomfort had long departed and what was left was an all consuming pleasure that I wanted more of.
“I’m doing okay, James… Just a little bit faster.”
Once he knew I wasn’t in any peril, he gradually picked up the pace which produced an almost Indescribable feeling in the pit of my stomach which magnified exponentially with each harder stroke. Before I knew it, I had lost all mental faculties as a powerful orgasm washed over my body.
When my senses were back about me, I heard James breathing harder, faster and I knew that his orgasm was fast approaching. He felt like a rutting bull, behind me, pounding me out. I knew there was no he would be able to maintain this torrid pace for long and I reached between my legs and rubbed my clit which sent me over the edge. Almost simultaneously, I heard him grunt and I felt white hot splashes of cum inside my asshole.
When I came back down, his body was sensually crushing mine into the mattress. After a full minute, our breathing returned to normal, I felt his cock deflate and withdraw from my body. He then slid to my side and pulled me close, spooning me tight. I felt so safe, so sated and in that moment… my world was perfect.
I was about to ask him what was on the agenda for the following day, but I was too late. I could tell from his soft, gentle breathing that he had already drifted off to sleep. I wasn’t sure what other adventures we’d experience together in Mexico, I just knew that I loved being with him and I couldn’t wait for what tomorrow would bring.
Parent Post: Meeting James by melanieatplay
- Meeting James - Chapter 2: James and Melanie spend their first day together
- Meeting James - Chapter 3: Last day in Vegas, Melanie reveals her past to James
- Meeting James - Chapter 4: Melanie comes clean to her friends and meets Gianna
- Meeting James - Chapter 5: James returns and changes his relationship with Melanie
- Meeting James - Chapter 6: James and Melanie Explore Sin City
- Meeting James - Chapter 7: Melanie and Flame continue their evening together
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- Meeting James - Chapter 10.2
- Meeting James - Chapter 10.3
- Meeting James - Chapter 10.4
- Meeting James - Chapter 10.5