TRAVELING AND SEX

It is the 27th of January and I am about to take off for Belize. I am quite the adventuress and very passionate about the submarine world. Belize is one of the most famous diving destinations in the world but what I am thinking about right now is not Belize or the diving, I am instead reminiscing about Madrid.

Over the Christmas period in Madrid an enormous blue sky welcomed my family and I as we begun our yearly bonding holiday. Truth is that I soon became very much aware of my sexual wings being clipped. I have to behave now. I don’t have the freedom to arrange dates with men like I do back in London. Alas, I felt very horny, I felt actually quite jittery! In constant contact with two of my lovers, will I be able to behave for ten days?

I caught the eyes of a young man checking me out when we boarded the train to Toledo. He sat in the row behind me by the opposite window so that if I turned around I could look at him. I did turn around a few times but this eye contact though pleasing only made me even more needy and nervous. The train to Toledo takes only half an hour, I took my book out and tried to lose myself between its pages.

On the journey back to Madrid though I begun chatting with one of my lovers. I told him that I was on a train, I told him how needy I was and asked him whether if we travelled together he would take care of me in the train bathrooms. His answer was: “If you whisper into my ear that you are desperate for my sperm inside you, and you give my ear a lick…. I’ll drag you there, lift your skirt, and very gently and slowly and with your helping hip movements ease my cock from behind into your Mediterranean pussy…. until you have swallowed me entirely, balls deep. I’d stay here motionless…. and probably get weak knees from that feeling that overcomes my cock. You’ll then turn your head around, look at me and give me the most sensual kiss possible that signifies and demonstrates something more than just affection…. and I may have a sudden violent ejaculation just like that.”

FUCK.

This is perfect and IS helping me. Sharing such a hot fantasy is actually allowing my sexual energy to flow. On a certain level it is satisfying me, I am feeling expressed and a little lighter.

However….. once we got back to the hotel what my body really wanted was to orgasm. Fantasies and eye contacts are all well and nice but my body has gotten to that animal stage impossible to shake off, I needed cumming.

I don’t play with myself. It doesn’t do anything for me. For that kind of release I need a man, to touch a man, to kiss him, to feel his body, to press him against me, to feel his hard cock on my face and inside me. I texted all of this to another lover who actually insisted that I play with myself (“There is ALWAYS something you can do about it… if you can’t manage fingers and thumbs, then may I remind you of how effective the shower hose can be, when aimed directly at your clit…? ”) OK! But I cannot possibly do this with my relatives next door!

So that night I went on a dating site. I picked two men (Diego and Javier) and begun chatting. I told them that it was my last evening in Madrid (the style here in Spain is to share Instagram and move on to that messenger). Very soon Javier sent me the link of a naked swing sauna and proposed we meet there in one hour.

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I checked the link and thought oh my, I’ve never been to a place like this before. Certainly not with someone I only just met online! But Javier seemed really nice, time wise we didn’t have any other alternatives, it was our only chance, and I need…….. I am in such need to press his hot naked body against me. I thought quickly and said to myself “Fuck it, I’ll go”. I told Javier to bring condoms (“Just in case……”) and went on to disinterestedly explain to my family how I have a friend who is in Madrid and I’ll just pop out to say hi over a quick drink.

One hour later Javier and I met in front of the sauna. He got out of the car, we stood there chatting and smiling, what a bizarre evening! In the first ten seconds I knew that I wanted his body. We walked in, he paid for two entries, we were given two towels and two pairs of flip flops. Then he went on to give me a tour.

First we went to the changing rooms.

Barely ten minutes after meeting outside on the street, we now stood next to one another, undressing, stealing glances of our naked bodies, stuffing our clothes in one shared locker. Towel and flip flops on, we walked out, he was talking but I couldn’t wait any longer, I turned, stopped in front of him, looked at his pretty face and kissed him. Everything became so special and magical, to finally feel a naked man’s body, finally……. his chest brushing and pressing against mine, his skin, his tongue and lips were beautiful and I felt that at last I was exactly where I wanted to be.

He took my hand and led me upstairs where the private rooms are. Into the deafening music I soon discerned the loud cries of a girl being fucked really hard, we walked to that room and stopped to watch. She seemed hanging from a contraption fixed to the ceiling, I heard the sound of chains, her lover penetrated her really wildly and deeply. This spectacle was so unexpected, it felt surreal, but the whole experience was so beautiful already. While we watched I hugged Javier from behind and started softly kissing his back, his shoulders, his neck, I couldn’t believe this sudden turn of events. Only a few hours ago I sat on a train completely frustrated, stealing glances with a stranger, texting with my lover about how desperate I was to have his sperm inside me, and here I was now, standing with a handsome and hot dark Spaniard, my arms around him, looking at a very passionate couple having sex right in front of our eyes. I marveled at how extremely generous life is if one decides to jump into the unknown from time to time.

After a little while Javier led me to an empty room. We placed our towels on the mats and begun kissing again. How universal is the language of sex…… how natural and spontaneous is this attraction and the knowledge of the body to please another body, to feel it, sensually, to adore the heat and warmth of nakedness, the deliciously hardening penis in my hand and against my face felt so right, I loved to kiss his navel while I gently massaged his balls, licking his chest, feeling his hard shaft in my hand ready to enter me. We didn’t need much talk to know what to do to one another, we clicked out there on the street and our sexual energies were free to penetrate each other any way they liked. I adored to run my fingers through his thick dark brown hair as my lips felt his tongue exploring me, or his hand holding my hair as I sucked and made love to his cock with my mouth. At times we felt like teenagers.

We spent almost three hours together. Into the kisses, the adoring, grabbing hands, the hungry, heated interaction of our bodies, the talk and laughter, I was finally able to burn and let go of all my pent up sexual energy. This evening rendered me so much calmer throughout the rest of my holiday, I often went back to it with my mind.

An announcement overhead jerked me back to the present.

They just called for the final boarding of this American Airlines aircraft. I’ve never been to Belize before, I don’t know what to expect, except lots of sea…… what I fantasize about most of all is whether my dating app will continue doing its magic also in Central America……. for instance, I’ve never had sex at night on a beach before.

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I will be back in London from the 10th of February, I cannot wait to see you again my beloved punters and to tell you all about my trip.