39 Seeing Caren Again

39 Seeing Caren again

The next two days I did my translation work, starting very early in the morning. In the afternoons I prepared for my visit to the UK. I have booked my flight for coming Friday, late afternoon.

I even went out and bought a few clothes and a UK three pin plug adapter. I also got a present for Caren and some Austrian Chocolates for her and her family.

By Wednesday I had everything together. I sent Caren a photo of the pile of clothes. She answered back,

"We've got shops here, don't bring too much!"

Wednesday evening I had a shower, and while shaving my pussy, I got quite horny. I had an idea. I phoned Richard, and after asking if he was ok, I simply said

"I'm horny, I need your cock!"

He answered, "You are horny? No problem, give me an hour."

I gave him my address and hung up.

I was delighted, this young guy was really a good fucker, and he was so polite and well mannered, and handsome as well. I put on my red mini skirt and a lacy white top.

The bell rang, I opened the door. There he was, looking good in his tight Jeans and Shirt, holding a bottle of chilled wine in his hand. He handed me the bottle and kissed me on the cheek.

I showed him in and we sat down on the couch. We chatted.

I told him, "You do know I'm just after sex, I am not looking for a relationship at all, just sex."

He smiled, and said, "I know, trust me, I know you just want my cock now and again."

With that said, I opened his Jeans and slid my hand in his pants. I found his thick cock laying sideways. I stroked it a little. He then reached over and took my top off. He then sucked and licked my nipples, while he had his hand up my skirt. I stroked my pussy lips, before slowly sticking a finger in my cunt.

I told him to strip off, he pulled down his Jeans and underpants and unbuttoned his shirt. I started licking his stiff cock, before I opened my mouth and started sucking his thick prick. I wanked and sucked his cock for a while. He then pushed me down on the couch, pulled my skirt down while I got rid of my top.

He knelt down in front of me and started eating me out, his tongue curling on my clit, two fingers up my cunt.

He added another finger and started really fucking me hard with his fingers. It felt like he was fisting me. I came, screaming out my orgasm.

I then moved over and gave him a decent blowjob, His boner was rock hard, the thick veins were incredible.

After a while, I stood up, moved my body over him and lowered my pussy on his cock. I was so horny, I even forgot the condom.

I started riding him, while he massaged my tits and played with my pierced nipples. I soon came again, after he had reached down and stuck a finger in my ass. I screamed, and squirted my pussy juice.

He turned me round and started fucking me from behind, playing with my asshole all the time.

He asked me, "Can I fuck your arse?".

I hesitated, that cock was surely too thick for my arse. I said "No, maybe next time."

He just replied, "Ok!"

and started shagging me hard. I thought he was tearing up my cunt, I reached down, rubbed my clit, while feeling his thick mast sliding in and out of my dripping pussy. I climaxed again, my body was shaking. I could not take any more.

I pushed him away, his cock slid out of my cunt and I sat down on the couch. I quickly grabbed his prick and started sucking him off. It took a while, but in the end his body tensioned and he shot big squirts of cum in my mouth. I swallowed the lot.

He sat around for bait, drinking wine. I told him I was going away for a bit, I would message him when I got back. I let him have a shower and after that he left.

That was just what I had needed, a good quickie, no strings attached.

On Thursday I packed my suitcase. I weighed it, the scales showed 17kg. So, I had 3kg left. I packed the strap-on dildo, Caren had bought and another few sex-toys. I also packed a small hand luggage trolley with my work laptop, my tablet, a book I was just reading, some power cables, the 3pin adapter and a few more things.

In the evening, after finishing off some more translation work, I called Caren. She was so excited. She told me to call her when my suitcase arrived on the luggage belt. She would wait outside the airport grounds and drive up to the arrivals hall after I called her, as parking is much too expensive in Stansted. I told her, my neighbour, a nice older guy, would take me to the airport.

We chatted a while, both so excited to meet again. At the end Caren said,

"See you tomorrow then, bye honey:"

On Friday afternoon, I locked the door to my flat and carried my heavy suitcase outside. My neighbor was already waiting in his car. So off we went, chatting about my job, his wife, his son and all sorts of other stuff.

I was wearing long denim blue jeans, over a sexy G-String, and a white blouse, but no bra. I could swear my neighbour was eyeing up my boobs a few times. He probably noticed the piercings under the thin fabric.

We arrived at the airport just over two hours before my flight. I thanked him and went into the departure hall.

A queue was already building up at the check-in counters. I checked in after a while and went through security.

I walked through the Metal detector and heard a "beep".

A young guy walked up with his hand metal detector. He ran it over my body, when he held it near to my boobs it beeped again.

He smiled, when I said, "Only Nipple Piercings, surgical steel".

He let me pass.

The flight to London Stansted was smooth, I sat next to an older lady reading my book. But I could not really concentrate. I kept getting more and more excited.

After landing, I had to walk for ages to get to the luggage carousell. Finally my case arrived. I phoned Caren.

I walked out of the arrivals hall, a strong cool wind blowing in my face. I looked out for a Blue Mini Cooper.

I couldn't see one, so I waited a few minutes. Then she arrived. She stopped, got out of the car, ran towards me, hugged me and snogged my face off.

"Welcome to England, Susi, I'm so glad to see you again, honey!"

I kissed her again, and said,"Nice to see you, Caren!"

We managed to get my suitcase in her car, after putting the back seats down. And off we went. "20 minutes to my place, she said".

We reached the outskirts of her hometown, she drove up a narrow road, turned right and stopped in front of an apartment building. We parked, got the suitcase and my hand luggage out and walked inside. She lived on the first floor.

She opened the door and led me inside. We went into her living room, which was quite nice. Then I spotted something: Two red Balloons and a big printed piece of paper were hanging off the ceiling lamp; The note said "Welcome, Susi" and in big letters, surrounded by two red hearts, it said "I LOVE YOU".

I smiled at her and a teardrop ran down my face, I pulled towards me and hugged her.

I said "Thank You, and I love you" and I kissed her.

She showed me around her flat. Nice little kitchen, a rather small bathroom and a really nice bedroom with King size bed, a large wardrobe and two cabinets in it. Walking back out, she said

"I know it is not as nice as your apartment, but it's all right for me."

I replied, "Don't be silly, it's fine."

She got us a drink from the kitchen and we sat down on her leather couch. I then said,

"Right, I've been waiting for this, I lifted her top up. She knew what I meant and undid her bra. For the first time I saw her nipple piercings.

"Cute, they look great in your nipples. Do they still hurt?"

She answered and said, "Only if you squeeze my nipples."

I reached out and very gently touched her cute nipples and kissed her.

She then said, "I have cleared out half of my wardrobe, if you want to unpack. I have also made some space in my desk over there, for your office work stuff. And in the bathroom, I got you some good stuff, like shower gels, hair shampoos and such things. There's a new toothbrush, toothpaste and some other things there for you."

I kissed her and said, "Thanks, babe."

She said she has booked a table at a local pub restaurant for tonight. She would take me out for some food.

"It's just down the road, so we can walk there and we both can have a few drinks."

I unpacked and got ready to go out. We both went out in Jeans and a blouse, and a thin jacket. We walked to the pub holding hands, both happy as Larry.