We reconnected since our last encounter, laughter bubbling between us as conversation flowed easily. I shed my clothes, mirroring the playful mood she set. She was clad in a vibrant red lingerie that whispered promises, and I found myself down to my fitted blue briefs.

Settled side-by-side, I trailed a gentle caress down her back. "Are my touches warm enough for you?" I murmured.

A satisfied sigh escaped her lips. "Perfect," she breathed. "Thank you for warming them up for me."

Her hands, soft and deliberate, found their way to my thighs, just above the waistband of my briefs. "What adventure would you like to embark on today?" she inquired, her voice a husky whisper.

"Just help me unwind," I replied, letting go of the day's tensions. "Melt the stress away."

With a knowing nod, she continued her exploration, her touch feather-light as she explored upwards, gauging my readiness. A satisfied smile played on her lips. Her hands descended once more, trailing down my thighs to where the fabric ended. I felt the heat of her touch ignite my skin as her fingers dipped beneath the waistband, slowly inching their way upwards. A jolt ran through me as her warm hand encountered my cock, the other cupping my sensitive balls in a gentle embrace.

"Feeling adventurous, are we?" she purred, a playful glint in her eyes. Her hands continued their exploration, expertly maneuvering to remove my briefs entirely. With a delicate fold, she placed them aside, leaving me gloriously bare.

Discarding her own red little wisp of a panty, she offered a breathtaking view of her most intimate space. A soft inquiry escaped her lips, "Do you have Protection?"

I said "no" with a shake of my head, reaching for the drawer beside the bed. A familiar foil packet and a slick bottle emerged, their purpose a silent promise. She expertly unwrapped the condom, her touch feather-light as she covered me with practiced ease.

"Scootch up a bit, love," she instructed with a playful wink. Her touch dipped lower, a teasing caress that sent shivers down my spine as she grazed my sensitive balls while stroking my Cock with a slow, deliberate rhythm.

A wave of satisfaction washed over me. "This trip was definitely worth it," I thought, the sentiment quickly dissolving as her warm mouth engulfed me. She took her time, her ministrations slow and deliberate, ensuring my pleasure was her sole focus.

After a moment, the growing pressure within me signaled my readiness. A gentle tug towards my chest brought her ministrations to a halt. Admiring the sight of her pale skin and dark nipple straining against her red-laced bra, she reached for the lubricant. With a practiced hand, she coated me, readying me for the next stage of our encounter.

She positioned herself, and with a gentle wiggle, I felt the heat and exquisite tightness of her embrace. We sank deeper, the connection growing with each delicious inch until we were fully one.

Her movements mimicked a skilled rider, starting slow and controlled before gradually increasing the pace. With a graceful reach behind her back, she unclasped her bra, releasing a cascade of A-cup-sized perfection. There was no doubt we were both deeply in the moment.

Unlike me, endurance wasn't my forte. Within five minutes, a familiar pressure built in my core, a brewing heat intensifying with each passing moment. I knew I was nearing the finish, and she sensed it too. Her pace quickened, ensuring a truly unforgettable climax.

A deep sigh escaped my lips as I surrendered to the feeling. A surge of dopamine flooded my brain as my cum pulsed within the confines of the latex material. Moans and growls rumbled from my chest, a primal symphony of release.

She recognized the completion of my journey, a satisfied smile gracing her lips. Yet, she continued the ride for her own pleasure, the intensity gradually waning until we reached a peaceful stop.

"Satisfied, love?" she inquired softly.

A wide grin stretched across my face. "Absolutely, baby. Thank you! I definitely needed that."

With a gentle dismount, she carefully removed the condom, offering a soft apology as a cool wipe followed. Her touch was both thorough and tender as she cleaned me, all the while discussing plans for a post-sex meal.

I woke with a start, pulling myself together before reaching for my clothes. We exchanged goodbyes, and I headed back to the N1 heading home.