Sex with a Stranger in New York

She'd been in New York for 2 days now, her feet were sore from walking, it was 40 degrees above - way too hot for comfort and her friend’s flight over had been cancelled at the last minute. She'd exhausted the number of things a single girl can do in New York by themselves and had been looking forward to some company and girly fun.

As it stood, her friend wouldn't be in for another 24 hrs.

Looking around Yvonne spotted a nearby coffee shop or ‘cworfee’ as these yanks seemed to pronounce it. She took a deep breath to prepare herself and began the slow trudge towards the cafe with her accumulated paraphernalia from New York’s finest shops in hand.

‘Finally!’ she sighed as she slumped into one of the leather-clad booths with her gigantic latte. She could almost feel herself begin to melt into the sticky burgundy leather as fatigue began to take over.

Just as she was drifting off into the oblivion of her own daydream something caught her eye. There, in the doorway, stood a man. Not being great at judging heights it was difficult for Yvonne to see how tall he was. Judging by the woman in front of him in the queue, he was shorter than 6ft tall, maybe 5'9”? 

His golden hair caught light from the window, giving it the appearance of being flecked with gold. His tight black t-shirt showed off his tight chest and splendidly formed arms. Even from this distance Yvonne could see the light catching off wisps of chest hair teasing out the top of t-shirt.

In awe, Yvonne couldn't help but allow her gaze to trail down his body. She tried swallowing but her mouth had gone surprisingly dry, as she took in the firmness of his thighs in the faded black jeans he wore and the bulge at the front that tightened things below in her she'd recently thought long gone.

The stranger was enveloped in a halo of light that created an ethereal look about him. He glanced up at the menu board with an intense looking face and the light caught off his beard.  The light penetrating enough to show off his strong jaw line that his well kept beard usually kept hidden. 

In this light it was easy to see his beard had different tones to it. His moustache was a fairer colour similar to his hair but the rest of his beard had almost an auburn quality to it.

Nestled between the two were a pair of lips that looked sensually soft. Almost feminine in their plumpness.  Yvonne had the briefest image of kissing those lush lips flash in her mind.

As she watched him scan the menu she could see the intensity in his eyes and the subtle hints of crows feet which deepened into furrows as he smiled at the woman behind the counter to place his order.  As he smiled with his eyes Yvonne couldn't help but smile too.   It was such a genuine expression of merriment that she suddenly understood why his eyes looked as intensely as they did.  Here was a man that smiled a lot.  As if he took genuine pleasure in everything around him. 

As Yvonne continued to stare, dumbstruck with awe, there was a loud clatter and the glow disappeared as an old lady banged the cafe door closed behind her and began shouting in a typically American drawl that she needed 3 ‘cworfees’ to go and she needed them yesterday.

Yvonne suddenly refocused herself only to realise that the man had gone. She felt sadness well up and then laughed out loud at herself for her foolishness.  Yvonne hadn't paid any heed to a man in such a long time.  Not since the last two fiascos of relationships she'd been in. One with a no hope waster with anger issues and another with an emotionally crippled fool.

She'd vowed to stay clear of men ever since. That was almost 18 months ago.

She'd managed to remain disinterested in the opposite sex for so long that she'd forgotten what it was like. Maybe she was just tired and dehydrated from her shopping and the unnaturally warm weather. She gave her body a shake and then mentally slapped herself, focused again before settling to drink her latte.  

4 hours later Yvonne found herself in her hotel bar, nursing a bottle of white wine. She'd headed back to her room and dumped her bags before standing under the cool shower for half an hour trying to wake herself up and ease her aching legs and feet.

She had inadvertently found herself thinking of the stranger she'd seen before and had imagined all sorts of naughty things he could do to her. Her hands seemed to find her pleasure spots all by themselves and she had ended up almost doubled over in an orgasmic shudder.

After composing herself and getting her breath back she'd gotten dressed in one of her new black dresses and matching shoes before heading down to eat alone.  Now an hour later she was cradling her wine glass and beginning to feel the warm haziness of alcohol taking effect.  She couldn't wait till tomorrow when she would have her friend here to alleviate her loneliness. 

She glanced around the room and noticed how empty it was. There was an old couple in the corner that appeared to be together but ignoring each other and a couple of business men nursing some beers.

Yvonne sighed and was about to take another sip when a voice next to her spoke.

It was deep and languid and sounded like honey dripping. Yvonne turned to face the voice and was confronted by the stranger she'd seen before. She stared in shock as the mans lips moved. She was transfixed by those full juicy lips as they opened and closed.

"Excuse me ma'am, are you ok?"

Yvonne refocused, "huh?" she stuttered.

"I said can I buy you a drink?" the man smiled, apparently enjoying Yvonne's sudden awkwardness. "I noticed you were alone and I'm new in the area. I was hoping we could keep each other company for the evening. Unless you're busy?"

Yvonne tried desperately to pull her gaze from the hypnotic effect his mouth had on her. She could already feel herself getting warm bellow and those same stirrings that rose in the cafe were rousing here.

"Oh, erm, no, I mean yes! Yes, I'll have a drink" she blurted out.

Going red at her clumsiness. She immediately began regretting having already finished most of a bottle of wine by herself.

"Oh, wait!" she stammered, "I have some wine left here, why don't you get another glass and share it with me?"

His smile beamed at her. Such an amazing smile he had. It put her at ease and turned her on at the same time. He turned and headed for the bar and Yvonne quickly began trying to undo the effects of the last hours drinking. Sorting her bra and dress and making sure her hair wasn't all over the place.

She couldn't believe this man was talking to her. All her insecurities about herself began to rear their ugly heads when suddenly he was back with another glass and another bottle.

The next two hours flew by.

His charm wasn't just an external factor. He was incredibly funny and witty. They discussed various diverse topics, fuelled by the increasing consumption of wine, from the brashness of New Yorkers to the trouble in the Middle East and to such things as their favorite type of donuts.

His name was Ricky and he was amazing company to have.

As the evening wore on Yvonne's insecurities faded away under the intensity of his gaze and the depth of his smile. She found herself leaning over the table with her hand on his, laughing at some joke he had just made. Even that touch alone took her breath away. His hands were big and strong and she noted, incredibly clean and manicured.

He looked down at their hands and smiled that incredible smile of his and placed his other hand on top of hers. Immediately Yvonne's loins jumped in response. She could feel the heat across her chest and in her groin and even flushing across her face.

Ricky suddenly surprised her then by leaning in close and kissing her.

Yvonne exploded in a rush of senses. His breath was warm and sweet from the wine, his face, rugged and hairy yet soft, smelled like soap, his lips were full, soft and warm. There was a subtle spiciness from his aftershave mingled with his own intoxicating muskiness. For a split second she took in the closeness of him before melting into that kiss.

It seemed to last for an eternity and Yvonne could feel her body reacting to it. His firm tongue gently probing and caressing as his lips skilfully joined with hers. His hand lifted and held the side of her face sending another shiver of pleasure down her body.

Yvonne didn't know if she could take any more and would've sworn she was almost ready to climax there and then.

He slowly pulled away and gazed intensely into her eyes.  Yvonne suddenly found herself wondering why she felt so at ease with this man she hardly knew. Usually she would shy away from even casual glances from passers by and here she was staring into the deep ocean blue eyes of a complete stranger she'd just been kissing. She'd never had so much as a one-night stand before so to be kissing a total stranger in another country was a total first for her. 

Ricky's hand gently played with her hair and Yvonne tightened her grip on his other hand.

"I want you," she whispered, never breaking their gaze.

"I want you too, Yvonne." he whispered softly back. "I feel like I've known you for ever."

Somehow they managed to get back to Ricky's room without succumbing in the hotel bar. Once through the door Ricky spun Yvonne round and gazed into her eyes once more. His gaze trailed down swallowing every detail he trembled with anticipation.

He trailed his fingers down her bare arms causing little sparks of pleasure to jump from her. Her breathing quickened in response. He encircled her fingers with his and leaned in to slowly kiss the nape of her neck.

Yvonne's eyes closed and she tilted her head back enjoying the sensation of his warm lips on her neck. He moved slowly up to her ear where he began nibbling gently before biting slightly harder causing her to breath in sharply and grin. She wrapped her arms around as much of him as she could.

This close,  he was a big man. She could feel the power of his muscles through his jacket and she was keen to feel more. While he teased her neck and ears with his splendid lips she began removing his jacket and top. She had to catch herself again as he started running his hand up her calf to her thigh though. 

He mixed the sensations of that with his other hand tracing up her spine to undo her bra clasp. Finally she had him topless and the sight of it was amazing. His chest was indeed perfect, with wisps of curly hair that demanded she run her fingers through it. She traced both her hands over his chest and trailed her fingers over his nipples, giving them a squeeze that took his breath away.

She lifted his face and plunged her lips into his as her passion jumped another level again. They clumsily hastened to the bed where Ricky straddled her and removed the rest of her clothes, leaving her with just her lace panties on. Yvonne lay there gazing at his broad shoulders while he drank the sight of her, the lust in his eyes building even more.

He quickly removed what garments he had left and kneeled above her. Yvonne was once again awestruck. Ricky's hard cock was worthy of the Greek gods themselves. It was thick and curved and the tip was flushed a bright red like a juicy berry begging to be placed between her lips. Her hands were drawn to it and as they encircled it Ricky let out a guttural moan that spoke to her.

He closed his eyes as she began to rhythmically move her hands. She moved her body into a better position and licked her tongue up the soft front of his hard shaft before enveloping the juicy tip of him in her mouth. She could hear Ricky's breathing quicken in response and feel herself getting even wetter as she traced her tongue around him, his smooth hard end feeling delicious in her mouth.

She ran one hand up his chest to his nipple while the other played with his balls and caressed his shaft. She slowly moved up and down with her mouth in a twisting motion so as to feel every part of him in every part of her mouth. She could feel his body tightening and his breathing becoming more ragged as she sucked and licked him to ecstasy.

His hands gripped out spasmodically as he finally released himself into her mouth. His juices tasting sweet and salty and filled her mouth, she slowed her pace as he jerked uncontrollably and moaned out loud. She looked up at him with his cock still in her mouth and he gazed down with a huge grin on his face.

"My turn" he said. 

He lifted her up and kissed her, taking his own juices into his mouth from her. He carried on kissing her while he moved her onto her back. He pulled away from her lips to trail down her chest where he found her nipple. He sucked hard causing her to breath in and her loins to tighten in response. While he sucked and played with her nipple his hand reached up to caress and play with her other breast, teasing her other nipple and bringing a sigh to her mouth.

His other hand played across her stomach and slowly down up her panties. He teased a finger in and felt her short, newly-trimmed hair. He then carried his hand down to her ankle where he dug his fingers in slightly and traced them back up the inside of her thigh.

Yvonne bit her lip, wanting him to touch more intimate areas. He moved his head lower, kissing her as he went until he got to her panties. He kissed her along the waist of her panties and down over her crotch. She lifted her hips to meet him and sighed

"Please Ricky" at him.

He slowly teased away the last barrier between him and her moist sweet area. As he pulled them over her feet he began kidding back up her leg till he got to the top of her inner thigh. He then licked his firm tongue over her swollen lips, taking one into his mouth to suck on gently.

He stroked her other lip between his fingers making it feel like he had two mouths, both expertly sucking and kissing her. He then placed his tongue at the entrance to her body. Yvonne's body writhed with the thought of and the actual pleasure. He kneaded his tongue around her entrance and slowly moved up to her swollen bud. As soon as his tongue touched her there her back buckled.

He simultaneously began moving his fingers inside her with languidly moving his whole tongue up and over her. This on top of the already built up sexual pressure was too much. She quickly began to feel deep pressure and heat welling up inside her. Wave upon wave of pleasure was building up. My god, she didn't know what he was doing but she no longer had any control.

Her back began arching and her legs trembled as his tongue and fingers worked in unison. The pressure finally gave and she began screaming in ragged breaths as all thoughts but pleasure racked her body. And still he didn't stop, he shifted his fingers slightly and found another spot inside her she didn't know existed and the pleasure changed and reached a new crescendo.

She felt as though a floodgate of pleasure had been opened and her body succumbed to it. She could no longer breathe and she could no longer think.

Eventually he stopped and looked up at her.

Yvonne couldn't move, her body spasmed continually from waves of pleasure that refused to die down. Evidently the waves of pleasure had gushed forth spectacularly as Ricky smiled with Yvonne's juices dripping from his face. Yvonne desperately tried to catch her breath as Ricky dried his face. He then pulled her closer to him and kissed her deeply.

As he kissed he slowly slipped his newly hardened member inside her quivering opening. The width of him took her breath away once more and she came just from the intensity of it.

He began rhythmically moving backwards and forwards, the feeling of him filling her making Yvonne bite down on her lip again and dig her nails into his tight buttocks. He carried on moving, tilting her hips so he could get deeper, thrusting progressively harder and faster building more waves between them.

Eventually the waves came crashing down and they both were left crying out and gasping for air. He collapsed on top of her, his ragged breathing vying for more oxygen.

He wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled into her neck.

She held onto him tightly trying not to die from lack of oxygen, more waves crashing over her and causing her body to twitch uncontrollably.

They snuggled into each other and let oblivion slowly wash over them. Just as Yvonne was away to succumb to her energy finally giving way she was woken with a start

"THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SPEAKING, WE ARE PREPARING TO LAND IN NEW YORK. CAN YOU PLEASE RETURN TO YOUR SEATS AND FASTEN YOUR SEATBELTS"

Yvonne looked around confused. Her friend sat next to her smiled knowingly and asked

"Nice dream, Yvonne?"

Yvonne flushed bright red and stared out the window as they prepared to land and begin their two week holiday in New York.