He met me at the platform, and immediately greeted me with a big friendly hug. We had a lovely evening, chatting and discussing our lives and future plans. It had reached nearly two in the morning, and we decided it was time to get some sleep. I slept in the guest room. Being alone, and thinking about his wonderfully toned body being only a few metres away made me so excited. I lay there for ages wondering if he would come to my room and seduce me. Unfortunately he was the perfect gentleman and he never came to my room.

At last I gave into my fantasies and started to caress my legs, imagining that I was feeling the touch of his hands. I ran my fingertips gently up my abdomen, tracing across my smooth stomach, and circled them round my smooth breasts, working in towards my nipples. My breathing was getting heavier, and I could not wait any longer for more erotic stimulation. I slid my hand down to my clitoris, rubbing gently. My other hand was firmly caressing my breasts, rubbing up and down my body, stroking the inside of my thigh. My lips were wet, with quivers of pre-orgasm running up and down the nerve endings. I imagined him flicking his tongue where the tip of my finger was, tickling my clitoris. My body went taught as orgasm took hold of me.

But I wanted more. I kept rubbing, imagining that he would not stop. I fantasised that he was delving inside me with his fingers, stimulating my G-spot while still furiously flicking his tingue across my clit. This time multiple orgasms ripped through my body. As one finished another hit me. I convulsed, my body fluxing between multiple spasms. My fanny was wet with juice so I slid my now moist fingers up and down between my lips, producing more shivers and aching muscles. At last I stopped, rubbing myself gradually slower, gentle pins and needles tickling me in waves throughout my perspiring body. I lay there panting, fantasising that he was kissing my body until finally I was at rest. Continued

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