Just for a little peace

It did not have to rain.. not in this day.

She got a phone call last night, her great aunt passed away. Aunt Daisy was never her favourite aunt nor was she her favourite niece but they had an understanding. They talked to each other only on family meetings and they were happy that way.

The funeral preparations started... She had to help out, at least she owes her that much.

The gloom covered the residence like a thick blanket. All tears and remorse. She hated these types of family reunions but she always managed to survive it one way or the other.

It was open casket and people, relatives were standing in line to say their final goodbyes to their great aunt Daisy. No doubt, she was a woman who was well loved... everybody seemed to have lost a part of them when she died.

And there she was... a nobody. None of her relatives even noticed her and she brushed them away as quick as possible before they started asking to many questions about her .

During the service, she needed some fresh air from all the sadness that lurked the house. She went for a walk to the garden.

In one of those wooden garden chairs at the back yard amongst the beautiful lush grass, trees and flowers, she sat down... not thinking.

A shadow approached her, she looked up. It was one of her cousin's best friend. They did not talk, just smiled. They sat there for a while, ten inches away from each other... just silence.

She turned, he smiled. "I don't do well with funerals... makes me nauseous"... "me too." She replied. "Wanna go somewhere else?" She held her breath and thought about it.

"Yes... sure... but I have to be back here or my mom will kill me"...

"Don't worry... Will only be a minute. Just wanna show you something".

They left through the back door gate and walked for a few minutes and reached a grim place with a gate covered with creepers. "Are we allowed to  come here"... "Yes, my grandmother owned it".

They struggled to go inside and as soon as she walked in, her face lit up. It was a small wooden cottage in the vastness of land that stretched towards the horizon.

He pulled her hand towards a small stream. The only sound she could hear was the stream... civilization seemed centuries away.

The smell of nature gave her hope that there are still some things in life that she can still trust to give her peace.

She closed her eyes and laid there on the green untouched grass. Feeling the heat of the sun touch her honey tanned skin. Then she felt his lips touch hers.

Confused...She got up. He stared into her big eyes and did not speak a word. He kissed her again without any hesitation. She decides to return the comfort.

His hands brushes her perky breasts over the thin fabric and wraps his fingers around her neck. She let out a small groan.

He stops kissing her now and starts unbuttoning her shirt and removed her skirt. She was half naked in some sort of paradise but had no care in the world. He removes the rest of her clothing with such finesse... it amazes her.

For a few minutes, he just stared at her beautiful body, he leans in to steal a small kiss and lightly carressing her breasts, he made his way between her thighs.

She was soft and supple... his hand seemed to take whatever he wanted and he knew exactly how to do it. He was always so gentle.

Unbuttoning his shirt, she impatiently goes to his pants to unzip and help him off of them. Both stark naked, he turns and places his weight on her.

Theirs bodies meet skin to skin now. The softness of her skin touching the tough, rugged, steady muscles.

He gives a kiss on her neck and pushes away the strand of hair on her face. While getting up, he gives a peck on her hand and goes down his knees in between her legs. Tasting her sweetness, he fondled and teased till she was breathless and slowly slides in his hardness but withdraws it out again.

Becoming impatient, she pulls him, yearning for them to unite. With a sly smile, he gazes into her eyes and complies.

As their motion takes pace and and the climax was drawing closer and closer, occasionally he would bend his back up to the same level as as her breasts and playfully nibble on her nipple. . Her breath would run short and mouth run dry.

He was thrusting even faster now and the excitement was too great, she dug her nails into his back as her body spasms with pleasure.

Finally, just before he came, he wraps his arms around her waist and lifts her on his lap. He held her right while his breath ran short.. their orgasms synced that final moment.

They then laid there silently... enjoying those few minutes of absolute peace and fulfillment.

A Pleasure Trip

She remembers being exhausted from 6 days of hectic work and thinking that she needs a break.

The break finally came late August last year. She has won a trip of 3 days over the weekend. A break... that she needed so desperately.

Packing her things the night before, she neatly folded all the clothes, gathered her toiletries that she would need and medication just in case... picturing and planning what she would do for the next three days.

She couldn't sleep the whole night. The excitement was building up and even though she tried to sleep, the hours became longer and longer. When dawn finally broke, the sun rays from the window next to her bed woke her to a day that she'd been waiting for a very long time. It was 6:15 am and she was packed, dressed up with her make-up done.

It's now 8 am and the car finally came to pick her up to go to the airport. This trip was not extravagant but it was enough to make her feel like royalty.

She knew exactly what she was going to do... as soon as she lands, go to the resort, take a shower, have a nice quiet lunch then take a short nap.  When she landed, she takes in a deep breath and said to herself, "my weekend is finally here".

Everything went as planned. In the evening after her nap, she went for a walk in the beach and finally decided to spoil herself with a full body massage at the spa.

The massage was the best part of her day. By the time she was done, she felt like she was floating on the clouds. On her way back to her room, she stopped by the receptionist to arrange for dinner reservations.

" I would like to make reservations for 8 pm please.... thank you". The receptionist was jotting this down and said "Ma'am, would you be interested in going clubbing after, our club is high end and happy hour does not end till 3?"

She stood there thinking and finally said "maybe I will".

After dinner, she went back to her room. Opens up her bag and takes out a small black dress she bought a few months ago. She never had an occasion to wear it, it was always too short and inapproriate.

She takes in a deep breath and says, "tonight will be your debut".

She gets ready and looks at herself in the mirror. The dress ended halfway down her thigh and it hugged her body perfectly, looking at her curves and perfectly shaped breasts, she smiled at the pleasing sight.

She gets her purse and key, walks out and closes the door behind her. The club was not far off so she decided to walk there and while doing so, she started blushing at almost every guy that turned his head and staring at her lustfully.

The music was loud and was not really her kind of music to dance to, so she decided to hang out at the bar. Throughout the night, men were flooding to buy her drinks but she did not want to entertain them and turned them down.

The alcohol was finally getting to her and she could feel herself being tipsy. She picked up what she thought would be her last drink for the night when a man walked up to her.

He looked very ordinary, wearing a white button shirt with 2 buttons open exposing just enough of his chest and black pants. Somehow in her almost drunk state, she found him... intriguing.

They spoke about general things for a while and she was thinking to herself, "I must go back before I get too drunk". She tried to get up but her knees weakened so he offered to take her back to her room.

She threw her paranoia out the window and walked back with him. At her door, her held by her waist and helped her inside. She took off her heels and laid down at the sofa. He made some coffee for her and he watched her sobering up.

He grabbed his coat to leave when she held his arm to draw him closer. "Thank you for everything", he gave her a kiss on her forehead and smile. She pulled him close to her face and gave a long passionate kiss.

Surprised... he kissed her back and sliding his hand around her waist, she gasps for air... The excitement was too much.

She peels his shirt off and admired his muscles. He was not too muscular... just as she liked. She runs her fingers across his chest and pulls him towards her bedroom.

Next to her bed, he pulls her towards him and gave another lingering passionate kiss. Turning her around, he kissed her neck while his hand is wandering in search for the zipper of her dress. He unzips her dress and slides the sleeves off of her shoulders, her breasts were exposed flawless and plump.

He wrapped his arm around her from behind and cupped her left breast as he kissed her again. She slides out of her dress hurriedly and puts her hands behind her to feel his excitement building up. His left hand exploring her flat stomach down to her thighs. He could feel her getting wet as he snuck his hand down her tiny lace panties.

She was going crazy. He had his way of working his fingers that made her lose control. When she couldn't take it anymore, she turned around to help him undo his pants.

As she pulled them down, she went on her knees and strokes him gently. Pulling the elastic band of his boxers she lets his manliness breathe. She held him in her palm and slowly teasing it with her tongue. Finally, in broad strokes she takes him inside her mouth and felt his excitement throbbing inside her as he lets out an almost silent moan.

He was becoming impatient now. He stopped her and pulled her to the bed, kissing her whole body while his fingers were busy in between her thighs. Spreading her legs, he buries his face and his tongue was pleasantly carressing her clitoris till she was trembling, about to explode.

Helplessly laying down on the bed, he kissed her lips and slides his hardness inside her. Slow movements first, he lifts her hips for more comfort. As he wets her nipples with his lips sucking, the momentum was gradually building speed.

She pulls him close to her body and felt the warmth of his skin rubbing against hers. Yearns for him to go deeper and faster, she cups his muscular buttocks and with all her strength pulls him towards her as she climaxes.

He then lays on his side behind her, entering her from behind at the same time stimulating her clitoris. She was losing her mind. Pulling his face, she tried to kiss him again. As she climaxes, she dug her fingers into his arm and loses her breath. But he was not done. He slides his palm on her lower stomach just above her pelvic region and puts a slight pressure as he thrusts into her.

She was now out of this world, this brief moment of time when he was on the verge of clmaxing and thrusting faster and faster... She forgot everything, lost in the pleasure... she moaned and their breaths was growing faster and faster as they approached the grand finale.

As he came, he wrapped his arms around her and lost his breath.

They lay there drenched in sweat and as she dozed off to sleep in his arms, she thought, "this was exactly what she needed... a break".