I haven’t seen him in over 5 months. It’s driving me crazy. I crave him, I crave his cock, I crave his presence, literally everything about him. I think about him 24/7. Today is finally the day.

I get to the airport in his city at around noon. He’s waiting for me outside the gate. I get my luggage and eagerly go through the routines necessary before I’m off the plane. I see his tall, strong body standing, waiting for me. His shirt is hugging his biceps perfectly. I can even see his dimple from across the way. His perfect brown hair flowing just right. I’m so excited. I find myself running towards him full force. He braces himself, taking a good blow from my athletic body, yet still supports me. My legs wrap hard around him as I embrace him for a hard, long-awaited hug. I pause for a second and find his lips. They’re just as soft as I remember. Tingles shoot down my body, remembering the familiar feeling and comfort. I hop down from him and continue my strong hug, too thrilled to let go. His familiar scent is radiating off of him, I get lost in it. After a few moments I finally release him and we begin to talk as we walk towards his car. We are both so giddy to see each other. Finally home.

We have built up so much anticipation for the short time we will see each other. We both have set plans for the things we want to do to each other. His is first. We get in the car and everything is normal, our obsession with each other hasn’t found the time to unleash yet. We head to our Airbnb to relax a little before dinner.

Our car ride was normal, casual conversation, giddy excitement to see each other. As we came in closer to the Airbnb, the tension began to rise. His hand went higher on my thigh and I saw his bulge begin to grow. I was immediately turned on. Trying to hide it, I tried to look ay the scenery outside. On the inside, I couldn’t wait to feel his hands and lips on me. After what feels like forever, we pull into the driveway of the house. We exchange looks before practically running to get inside. We manage to get inside and check out our temporary home before doing anything. We find the bedroom and put out stuff down. I hardly set my bag down before I feel both his hands grip my hips and pull me hard towards his body. My ass presses firmly against his rock hard bulge. My back falls into his chest.

I slide down his body, sure to keep contact all the way down. I turn around to pull his pants down, but he stops me. He tells me to get up and to get on the bed. Turned on even more by his orders, I follow them, intrigued by what he has planned. He walks to his bag and pulls out handcuffs. He looks at me and smirks in the most lustful way. My jaw drops in excitement, I quickly return his smile in agreement. He walks back over to me, my eyes locked on his hard on. He undresses me before telling me to turn around. Again, I do as told. He handcuffs my hands behind my back. He lowers his head to my ear, pressing his cock against my ass, and whispers “get on your knees, slut.” I quickly and excitingly stumble to my position. On my knees in front of his chiseled body. He takes off his clothes, teasing me as I sit and watch. He keeps just enough distance that I can’t touch him. Eye level with his dick. I can feel myself practically dripping down my legs as I await. I lean my head forwards to try to take it in my mouth. He dodges it. Getting impatient, I start to beg for it, for him. I want him, and I want him now. He nods in agreement. That was what he wanted. He pulls my chin up so I make eye contact with his reddish brown eyes. His thumb slides over my lip and slightly presses to indicate to open my mouth. I do it. He grabs the back of my head and pushes me forward to take in his cock. He moans loud at the feeling of my drooling mouth. I’m so into it. I start bobbing my head back and forth on his dick. A few seconds later his hand is back on my head. At first, pushing hard but not too bad. Just enough to force himself to the back of my throat. Then he starts to speed up. My eyes start to water and I feel myself about to gag. Feeling the tip of his cock slam into the back of my throat is making me even more horny. I gag slightly and he pauses, but doesn’t pull out of my mouth. The second I stop, he continues. He fucks my throat until he’s about to cum before he stops. Spit is running down the corners of my mouth, my eyes are watering, and my hair is a mess from his hands. He looks down at my helpless self. He starts stroking his sloppy cock with one hand and uses the other to grab my throat. He tugs at my throat to stand up, so of course, I do. He places one hand softly on my cheek, the other firmly on my hip. He pulls me into him. He guides my face into his as he presses his lips into mine. We start to makeout passionately. We barely kiss for a minute before he quickly whips me around and throws me ass up on the bed. I’m so incredibly horny, I just want him inside me. I start to beg him again. He positions me into a doggy position before smacking my ass, hard. I hear him start to stroke himself again. He approaches me from behind and I feel the tip of his big cock edge my lips. I’m dying in anticipation, it already feels so good. I beg louder. He presses himself into me but only goes tip deep. I gasp in pleasure as just his tip enters my desperate pussy. I beg him for more. He gives me a couple of pumps with just his tip before completely pulling out again. This mf tease.

Part 2?