I look at the screen on the in-flight entertainment and can see the plane getting closer and closer. The anticipation and want grow more and more inside me. Today was finally the day. We had been dreaming about this so long and finally, it's here.
Finally, the captain had spoken over the intercom telling the flight crew to prepare for landing and my heart began to beat so fast that I felt like it could shoot out of me. It had been a very long flight and as much as I wanted to try and get in a good sleep during the flight, my excitement had been that much that I didn't get much at all.
I had heard stories that clearing through customs can be a pain in the ass but today is my lucky day because I go through without any drama. Picking up my backpack, I make my way through to the arrivals hall hoping that I would spot you.
After making my through the arrivals hall, I finally see you. I have a giggle as I see that you have your hair up in a ponytail and I wonder if is because of me that you've done it. I place my hands in my pockets, knowing full well what it does to you, and look into your eyes and it feels like it's just you and me all alone. I stand there not saying a word, breathless and lost for words. I slowly make my way towards you.
"Hi," I manage to say with a massive smile on my face although secretly I wish that I had said something more romantic. It's all I can muster whilst holding you in my arms, not wanting to ever let go.
After what seems hours, we finally stop our embrace and make our way to baggage collection, holding hands, and we walk, smiles on both of our faces as we go. I grab my bag and we walk to your car. Luckily for us, there is no one around when we finally make it to your car and I place my bag in the trunk and again look deep into your eyes. I can't help myself and again I hold you in an embrace, pinning you against your car, arms wrapped around you, kissing and exploring your mouth with tongue. All those years of not being able to hold you and feel you all come to the surface.
My hands trail under your top, up your back, feeling your skin on my fingertips, your warmth running through your body.
"Get a room, you two!" someone yells as they drive past and we both stop, both of us red-faced as they drive off.
"I guess we should head off. I call shotgun," I blurt out, trying to compose myself, opening the door for you to let you in.
You start the car and we pull out of the car park.
"How were your flights?" you ask.
"They were very long. I got lucky and managed to score an empty row all the way through so I was able to spread out during the flight which made things easier. Having limited internet access sucked though, although it kinda reminded me of Lush going down and then reminded me of you even more."
We continue our drive along the freeway. And I look out the window watching the world pass by.
I look over at you, taking in every part of you and think to myself how lucky I am to be finally here with you. I place my hand on your thigh and I hear you gasp with excitement, giving it a little squeeze. "I'm glad I'm finally here, Hannah; it's been so long since we've chatted online. The wait has been worth it."
You pull into a park and turn the car off and look deep into my eyes with want. You climb over the center console and sit on my lap wrapping your arms around me, your tongue exploring mine. I trail my hands up under your top and slide it off, pausing my kissing as I pass the top over your face.
I take a brief moment to take in how sexy you are, admiring you from head to toe.
"I love you, baby. I've waited so long for this moment," I say, my breathing increasing.
You follow suit and take my shirt off, throwing it in the back.
"I love you too, baby. I want you now."
I continue to kiss your mouth, exploring it with my tongue, yours joining mine as well.
Without hesitation, I lift you up just enough so I can slide my shorts and boxers off, my cock ready for you.
I help you slide your pants off and I can see you are ready for me. I also make a mental reminder to thank you for deciding not to wear underwear. I position myself at your opening and help you ease down slowly, filling you as my cock slides in you, your wetness helping my cock glide in with ease. I pull your top over your head and throw it in the back.
We continue to kiss each other passionately as I unhook your bra, exposing your beautiful breasts. I then continue to kiss my way down your cheek to your breasts, trailing kisses as I go. I finally reach your nipples and trail my tongue around them, then run my teeth over them, then bite down, pulling them with my teeth, causing you to moan.
You run your fingers down my back, knowing that it drives me crazy. I grab your bottom and your pace increases, both of us moaning, tongues intertwining, feeling your juices run over my balls.
"Oh yes, baby, fuck me. Let all of those years of not being able to do this come to the surface." I grab your bum and squeeze it.
Our breathing intensifies and I can feel my orgasm building.
"I'm close, baby," I moan.
"Oh fuck, Isaac; I love you!" you scream as we both cum together.
"I love you, Hannah." I feel your inner walls constrain my cock as my seed shoots deep inside you.
I hold you tight as you come down from your orgasm, feeling you twitching, still continuing to kiss you.
"So, I see that you had your hair up," I say after catching my breath, reaching over the back for both of our shirts, handing yours to you.
"Yeah, I heard that there was a sexy Aussie in town so I thought I'd put my hair up. I hear he likes that sort of thing," you giggle as you slowly move into the driver's seat and put your shirt and pants back on. I notice that you choose not to put your bra back on.
"Oh yeah; I think he was on the plane with me," I respond, poking my tongue back to you and get dressed.
You giggle and pull out of the park and continue driving.
"I was right when I said that it'll take me a while to get used to driving in the wrong side of the road."
We finally reach your driveway and I hop out of the car. I yawn and stretch, my arms trying to remove the effects of the long flight. I also realise that I have no idea what the time is.
"Why don't you go have a shower to see if that helps?" you suggest as you open the boot of your car. I reach in and grab my bag.
"Maybe I should," I respond while retrieving my bag and placing it on the driveway. I pull the handle up and follow you inside, holding your hand as we walk, feeling the electricity running through me. I look over at you the look on your face tells me that you feel the same.
You show me to my room. And I place my bag on the bed. I turn to you and plant a kiss on your lips.
I open my bag and start to unpack my clothes that I am going to wear after my shower. I decide on my favourite pair of tracksuit pants and a plain white shirt. I also remember to grab a clean pair of boxers.
"Where is the bathroom?" I ask, opening a door as I do only to realise that it's a cupboard.
"Let me show you," you respond, trying to hide your laughter at me.
I follow you into the bathroom.
"So this is how you turn the hot water on," you say while poking your tongue at me.
"I do know how to turn things on, Hannah; I mean, I seem to be good at it," I respond back, giving you a slight smack on the bum.
"Yes, you do," you respond back, giving me a wink.
You sit on the edge of the bath and watch me undress.
I turn the water on and after a few minutes, get the water right and hop in, letting the water run over me. I look over at you and smile.