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Flight of Fantasy - part 3
You walk into the café and see Damon sitting alone. He looks up and sees you, a smile spreading across his face. You share a laugh from across the room before walking over to join him.
‘We can’t seem to stay away from each other, can we?’ he asks as you sit down.
You shake your head, unable to suppress a grin. ‘I guess not.’
The two of you chat for a while, catching up on what’s happened since the flight. Damon leans in and whispers in your ear, ‘I can’t stop thinking about last night.’
You blush but don’t pull away. Instead, you brush your hand against his arm, feeling his muscles tense under your touch. The chemistry between you is undeniable.
As Damon gets up to leave, he says, ‘I’m going for a swim this afternoon. Who knows? Maybe we’ll bump into each other again at the beach.’ He grins and walks away.
Later in the day, you find yourself at the beach, just as Damon had suggested. The sun is beginning to set, and the beach is emptying out. You spot Damon in the distance, already in the water.
You strip down to your swimsuit and join him. The ocean is cool and refreshing, and you can’t help but feel a sense of freedom as you swim together. Your bodies brush against each other in the water, sending shivers down your spine.
Damon pulls you close to him, your bodies pressed together. He whispers in your ear, ‘I can’t wait to undress you.’
Your heart races as he starts to unbutton your cover-up. The anticipation is almost too much to bear. You help him remove it, revealing your bare skin underneath.
Damon’s hands explore your body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. He kisses you passionately, his tongue exploring your mouth as his hands roam lower and lower.
Suddenly, he stops and looks at you with a mischievous grin. ‘I have an idea,’ he says. ‘Let’s role-play.’
You nod eagerly, excited to see where this will lead. Damon takes your hand and leads you out of the water, towards a secluded spot on the beach.
He positions you against a rock, your back pressed against its rough surface. ‘Now,’ he says, his voice low and commanding, ‘I want you to close your eyes and imagine that I’m not Damon, but a passenger on your flight. A passenger who needs special attention.’
You do as he says, closing your eyes and letting your imagination run wild. In your mind, Damon transforms into a different man – one who is shy and nervous, yet desperate for your touch.
‘Open your legs,’ he orders. You obey, spreading your legs wide apart. You can feel the cool ocean breeze on your exposed skin, making you even more aware of your vulnerability.
Damon steps closer, his breath hot against your neck. ‘I’m going to make you feel so good,’ he whispers. ‘But only if you promise not to tell anyone.’
You agree, moaning softly as his fingers trace the outline of your swimsuit bottoms. He teases you mercilessly, brushing against your sensitive skin without actually touching it.
Finally, he slides your swimsuit aside and enters you in one smooth motion. You gasp at the sudden sensation, your body responding instinctively to his every move.
Damon’s pace is relentless, his hips pounding against yours with an intensity that leaves you breathless. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore provides a fitting soundtrack to your passionate encounter.
As your climax approaches, Damon leans in and whispers in your ear, ‘Remember, this is our little secret.’ With those words, you both reach your peak, your bodies shuddering with pleasure as you come together on the deserted beach.
You can’t help but feel a rush of excitement as Mateo unties your bikini top, letting it fall away from your body. The cool evening air caresses your exposed breasts, sending shivers down your spine. You glance around nervously, worried that someone might see you, but Mateo’s passionate kiss reassures you. “Are you sure you want to do this here?” he asks, his voice husky with desire. The deserted beach stretches out before you, the sun setting in the distance casting a warm glow over the sand. The sound of waves crashing against the shore creates an erotic atmosphere that heightens your senses. Mateo begins by kissing you passionately, his hands exploring every inch of your body. He moves down to your breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue. You moan softly, lost in the pleasure of his touch. Suddenly, you push him away and make him lie on his back on the beach towel. Straddling him, you look down at his face and say, “Lie back, I’ve been waiting so long to taste your cock.” Your voice is filled with lust. You take him into your mouth, savoring the feel of his hardness between your lips. Overwhelmed by the pleasure, Mateo’s hands grip the sand as he moans in ecstasy. Mateo takes charge, entering you in the missionary position. The sensation of being filled by him is almost too much to bear. He then flips you over and takes you from behind, his hands on your hips guiding your movements. As he enters you, he whispers in your ear, “You’re so beautiful, YN.” His thrusts become more urgent, each one driving deeper into you. Your body responds instinctively, meeting his rhythm stroke for stroke. The feeling of being taken like this is both thrilling and empowering, and you can’t help but cry out in pleasure. Mateo’s pace quickens, and you feel your own climax approaching. With a final thrust, he buries himself deep inside you, his body shuddering with release. At the same time, your orgasm crashes over you, waves of pleasure coursing through your entire being. As the intensity of your release subsides, you collapse onto Mateo’s chest, both of you breathless and spent. The sound of the waves and the feel of the warm sand beneath you create a sense of tranquility after the passionate storm that just passed. Lying there together, you can’t help but joke about how you both did pretty well despite all the sand. As the last of the sun falls behind the horizon, you know that this moment will be etched into your memory forever.