by Asher, Adele
“Maybe I did it on impulse.”
“No, I don’t think you do anything on impulse, come on, cough it up. Diamonds are a girl’s best friend, and insurance policy. Where’s my rock!” I said playfully, I put down my champagne glass, slid across, straddled over Ryan and started frisking him down.
“What are you doing?” he asked with a grin.
“You’ve got it here somewhere,” I said digging my hands in his pockets, which were sadly empty. I gave my best actress mock-disappointed face and pouted at him. “Hmmph.”
“Maybe it’s in the safe,” he said winking.
I picked up the Bollinger from the bucket, refilled Ryan’s glass then mine. “I better get you drunk then, you might give up the combination under questioning.”
“I wouldn’t count on it. I think I can drink you under the table.”
“Ooh. Challenge accepted,” I said. I downed my glass and refilled it. Ryan followed suit and tried to keep pace until the bottle was empty. I shook it with disappointment.
“There’s a whole case in the fridge.”
“Well, stay there then,” I said.
I got up and took the empty bottle into the kitchen and discarded it in the bin.
Having sunk half a bottle of Champagne, nature called and I went off in search of a bathroom, a good excuse for a nosey around Ryan’s lair.
I headed down the glass and steel staircase to the lower level, through the hall adjacent to the enclosed gardens and 30 metre single-lane jetted exercise pool, and into Ryan’s master suite, surrounded by a 180 degree sweep of glass overlooking the ocean. A gorgeous Scandinavian cherrywood low emperor-sized bed, with corridors leading to the en-suite complete with bath overlooking the ocean, double sized walk in wet-room shower and lines of walk-in wardrobes off.
I paid my visit and returned back to the bedroom, time to get comfortable I thought. I slid off my trousers and abandoned them on Ryan’s bed, giving me a suitably innocent excuse to collect them before bedtime, then unbuttoned my blouse to reveal more of my bikini top clad enhanced assets.
Having freshened up, I returned to the kitchen and searched through the cupboard and found some nibbles, filled a bowl then grabbed a replacement bottle of Bollinger and headed back onto the balcony. Ryan smiled at me as I handed the Bollinger to him and wrapped my honey-tanned legs to straddle him on his lap.
“I thought I would make myself comfortable, since we’re in for the night.”
“You find everything.”
I nodded, nibbling my oriental crackers as Ryan popped the second cork. “I took a nosey in your bedroom, trying to find the bathroom.”
Ryan raised his eyebrows. “There is five of them.”
“So where is mine then?”
Ryan pointed over at the adjacent large building connected to the main house by a glass air-bridge over the garden. “The guest house. You can have your own privacy then.”
“Your room seems private enough,” I said with a wink. Taking my glass and clinking it to his.
“Are you trying to seduce me?” he asked playfully.
“I’m not the one plying the Champagne my dear chap. If anyone is the seducer it is you. With your whole Malibu beach house, champagne on the balcony romantic plays.”
“Just sharing a nice view,” he said before sipping his Bollinger.
I turned round to lay on him and stare at the ocean. “That is a hell of a view.”
The sun began to sink into the sea, casting the last of the bright orange rays onto the sea.
By the time the sun had gone down we’d finished the second bottle of Bollinger, and as the breeze began to cool, I shivered a little, regretting dispensing with my clothes.
“You getting cold?” he asked.
“A little bit.”
“Do you want me to get you a jumper or go inside?”
“Let’s go inside,” I said. “I need to pay a visit. You need to get another bottle.”
“Are you sure?”
“Hey, you are the one that issued the challenge.”
“Alright then…”
I got up and held out a hand for him, he got up, I led him inside to the kitchen, then left him to deal with the Champagne, slightly euphoric from the Bolly, my inhibitions, self-control and conservative approach to my new friendship were rapidly dissolving, the whole romantic Champagne-on-the-balcony at sunset had put me in a certain mood, the pleasure of the Champagne now needed to be fulfilled by something a little more…
Chapter Five
Having paid my second visit to Ryan’s en-suite, and freshened up with the variety of expensive imported Swiss products carefully arranged in his bathroom, I stepped out into the bedroom.
His bed looked just too comfortable, too inviting.
To hell with the guest house…
A quick look to check the coast was clear, I unclipped my bikini top and slid it off, then slid down my thong over my thighs, stood out of it, picked it up and dispensed it on the corner of the bed, as a clear sign post that I was no longer clad in it, I lifted the soft sheets and slid into the bed, feeling the soft Egyptian cotton drape around my skin, I reached up and picked up the Crestron home automation system control and knocked the climate cooling up a couple of degrees.
A good ten minutes and I was already drifting off into a slightly drunken relaxed doze, when Ryan made a subtle knock on the door.
“It’s your bedroom babes, don’t stand on ceremony,” I purred sleepily.
Ryan walked over with the Champagne bucket and clean glasses, I patted the bed next to me. He walked over and sat down on the side of the bed, I rolled over onto my side to wrap around behind him as he opened the Champagne, another two glasses poured and were consumed.
I gazed at him, the gaze of a seductress with her prey already circled within her lair. “Why don’t you go and take a shower,” I said.
Ryan nodded. He headed off into his en-suite, I heard the Niagara falls of a shower booster pump fire up.
Fifteen minutes later and Ryan emerged from his en-suite wrapped in a soft fluffy towel. I patted the bed again. He came and sat down, refilled his champagne glass and drank a little more. I picked up the expensive designer oils I had found from his bathroom and gave them a little waggle.
“Why don’t you give me a massage.”
“I’m not very good.”
“I’ll be the judge of that,” I said.
I pushed the bottle in his hand, then turned over to lie on my chest. Ryan took the bottle, squeezed a little into his hands then rubbed them together. He cautiously pulled the pure white sheet back to reveal my tanned back, careful to leave it covering just above my buttocks to protect my modesty. I lay my head on the pillow and closed my eyes. As I felt his hands against my skin and the heat of the oil I let out a delightful purr and smile to indicate my approval as he slowly moved his hands down, gently squeezing me as he went, as he moved down to my lower back I moaned a little with delight. “See, you are good at that.”
Ryan gave me a good five minute work over on my back. My only disappointment being he was too much of a gentleman to explore further down my covered derriere, the combination of the relaxing massage, smell of his Gucci perfume, and the Champagne high meant I was aching for him to go further.
I hadn’t planned sex on our first meeting, I hadn’t planned it at all, but circumstances conspired that I was now filled with insatiable desire, and complete lack of activity on the man front for a few years meant this was the perfect scene set for my return to the pleasure of making love.
Ryan, however, was too much of a gentleman to take what was so clearly his in the offering, and kept his hands within the realms of decency.
If I was going to see any passion for the night I was going to have to lead him all the way.
“Come on, your turn,” I said.
Lifting my head up, I slid across the bed to make space for Ryan next to him, careful to keep my sheet protecting my modesty - I didn’t want him witnessing the visual pleasu
res of my naked body just yet…
Ryan lay down on the bed, rested his head on the pillow.
“Close your eyes,” I purred.
He complied and closed them. I released my sheet and picked up the massage oil, rubbed my hands with it and gently slid across and got started on his shoulders.
His muscles were fully-tensed. “Relax baby…” I purred, aware it was the sexually-charged situation that was causing the tension, and the nerves of the first touch of my hands against his naked muscular body that was preventing him relaxing.
I leaned down over him and put my cheek next to his. “Relax…” I whispered in his ear with a purring tone before kissing it gently.
I slid across onto him, letting my breasts fall against his now oil-covered naked back, he flinched slightly as he felt my pert nipples push into his taut skin, I moved to straddle him, lying across the towel, not letting my most private and pleasurable skin touch his just yet…teasing it out, getting him into a insatiable mood so he couldn’t resist me even if he wanted to…
I continued to gently massage down his neck, back and shoulders, feeling all his muscles finally lose their tension and give in to their pleasure-giving mistress. I danced my nails down his back, feeling his skin prickle as I switched from sharp to gentle touches.
“You like it?” I cooed.
“Mmmm,” came the response.
I picked up my champagne and drank a little, last Dutch courage before the final charge up to take the hill.
I slowly pulled at the towel protecting Ryan’s naked arse and modesty, his breathing quickened as the towel slipped away from him, as I removed it I arched up on my thighs, I discarded his towel as far out of reach as possible then slowly lowered my hips to connect with his naked arse.
Ryan let out a small sexual grunt as he felt my naked pussy touch against his bare skin, I leaned forwards, letting my neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair tickle his back before pressing my breasts against his. I reached down and massaged against the sides of his body then lay my head flat alongside his, as he smiled slightly I moved forward and teased my lips against his, snatching kisses.
With the first contact of our lips Ryan’s breathing stopped and he tensed, I wrapped my lips around his and teased them until he relaxed again and let the tension go, I ran my fingers through his thick hair, tugging gently and playfully at it.
I lay on top of him, pinning him against the bed, I moved my legs down, straddled alongside his and ran the soles of my feet against his legs, inter-twining with them, then gently and slowly I rolled over onto my side, pulling him with me, behind him in a spoons position, as we reached our sides I raised my upper leg over him and wrapped it around his body to hold him in place, continuing to kiss his cheek and neck, I reached a hand down, massaging Ryan’s well defined chest as I went, flicking at his nipples playfully with my fingers. Ryan groaned with delight, I let out feminine gasps as I felt his manly heat against my hands. I moved down his abdomen, Ryan tensed again. I didn’t look but I knew he was already hard and waiting…my hand reached the base of his shaft, stood hard and erect, I teased around the base a little, pulled over the massage oil and squeezed it down his erect length, gently I took hold of it and moved my hand softly down the oily pleasure-giver. Ryan let out a deep moan of delight and I felt his manhood spasm with delight at this sudden pleasurable touch. I reached up and gently teased the tip with my fingers, feeling his blood throbbing through his shaft as his breathing quickened, I teased his ears and neck then lips with kisses, after several soft and slow strokes I let him go, reached across and pulled his hand to mine, intertwining our fingers together. Slowly, I guided his hand with mind down his body, between his legs and into my adjacent crotch, I placed his hand over my pussy and gently guided him to rub against it, an exhaled low moan of pleasure to indicate he’d hit the spot.
Ryan took the guidance and began slowly rubbing my pussy gently at first as I writhed a little with delight and teased his ear lobe with my teeth. With Ryan now delivering my pleasure I returned my hand to his shaft, waiting for its mistress. I gently rubbed my hand down his length, squeezing it gently as he bucked his hips slightly, as he rubbed my pussy he moaned with delight, I slowed to a rhythm then began to time my movements on his shaft against his on my pussy, I started gently grinding my hips into his back, pressing my breasts hard against him, letting him feel my pert erect nipples dig into his back delivering their heat of sexuality into him.
Ryan became more and more aroused, as my pussy got wetter he became more adventurous, spreading my labia with his fingers and rubbing the middle against my clitoris. I felt a hot electrical charge of explosive pleasure course from my clitoris all the way through my abdomen, charging around my lower body heating like a cauldron ready to overflow and explode, Ryan moved down and I felt the first and the second of his middle fingers probe into my pussy as his outer fingers spread and rubbed against my labia. I let out a deep cry of delight as I felt his fingers hit my g-spot, rubbing inside me, I clenched around them as they delivered a probing, exciting, pleasurable massage to my most intimate and private place.
Our pace quickened, rhythmically bringing each other’s excitement and pleasure levels up in mutuality, I felt the warm liquid begin to dribble out of his tip as our pleasure increased, deep inside my body I felt the stirring storm clouds building into a thunderous explosion of sexual desire, I kissed him more passionately, thrusting my tongue inside his ear causing him to groan with delight as he felt my warm wet tongue in the strangest of places, a sensation he’d never felt before, attached to a writhing hot, naked giver of sexual pleasure.
Our hot bodies writhed together in unison, I felt him pressing back against me, pushing into me, strong desire to create union as we built our intimate experience to its crescendo, he started panting and moaning to climax, his throbbing manhood indicating it was ready to explode as his fingers massaged harder and faster, his outer fingers squeezing my labia together to tighten my pussy closed around his fingers, I felt the back of his upper index finger rub against my clitoris as its tip probed inside me, finding the button to push to deliver the explosive sexual nirvana, I felt the heat well, then finally with a huge burst of basic instinct’s my body exploded into climax, sending pleasurable electrical charges to every muscle, my toes tingling, my nipples charged erect flicked out and dug deep into Ryan’s hot sweaty muscular skin, as I screamed out my pleasurable orgasm Ryan’s manhood exploded, I quickly cupped the tip to prevent his multiple salvo firing across the bed and felt his warm sticky charge explode into my hand in quivering spurts. Ryan continued to firmly massage my pussy as I rubbed his fiery man liquid around the tip of his shaft, extending our synchronised climax as long as possible before the feelings began to slowly fizzle and subdue like a explosive firework trailing from the sky.
We gently rocked and bucked to a halt, Ryan’s fingers gently soothing and slowly rubbing my pussy as I held his shaft tight, our excitement-fuelled massage changing rhythm to gentle lover’s caresses.
I rested my cheek against his briefly as we caught our breath, a delighted goofy post-coital smile on both our faces, relieved from the stress of sexual frustration, revelling in the endorphins flooding our body, dulling all aches and relaxing us to a sleepy and mellow pleasure.
We lay against each other, unwilling to move or break our pleasure-giving embrace. I closed my eyes and gently massaged Ryan’s manhood as I felt his fingers gently caress my pussy, sleepy smiling, content just to lie in our sexual embrace and enjoy the moment.
Finally with a slow, satisfied, smile I withdrew my hand, I turned Ryan’s face to mine and delivered him a deep, slow and sensual French-kiss.
I pulled Ryan over gently to lie on his back, reached down to the sheet and pulled it over to cover his naked body, I moved to lay against him and wrapped my leg around his thick, muscular thigh, nestling it between his, letting him squeeze it gently with his powerful muscles, I moved his hand under the sheet and placed it on the small of my back, encour
aging him to push it down, he took the hint and gently moved, squeezing and caressing my buttocks and gently caressing my tingling sensitive pussy. I wrapped my arm around his chest and rested my head next to his, a satisfied smile on my face I teased him with kisses and caresses, toying with his hair as we both drifted into a deep and satisfied sleep.
Our first sexual experience, as perfect as it could be, sooner than I intended, but I had held off my strong desire for penetration…I wasn’t ready to submit to Ryan just yet, as much as I desired him in my slightly-drunken state, I wanted to experience everything else first, like teenager’s exploring their sexuality, I didn’t want those first experiences rushed through…missed…I knew I would probably feel some regret in the morning, those awkward moments after sex with someone you barely know.
But right then, I didn’t care.
As the ocean lapped the beach outside the windows, I lay in utter heaven with my Malibu Billionaire.
To be continued…
