Memories of The Past Come to My Mind Chapter 3 part 2 of 3

Memories of The Past Come to My Mind
Chapter 3 part 2 of 3

Her room was on the hotel's ground floor and half along the corridor.

We stopped outside her door and went to give her a hug.

Even today, I am not sure how it happened, but our lips met in a fast kiss.

I moved back and stared at her. I must have looked like a deer caught in headlights. My mind was racing, and I had no idea what was happening.

My heart was hammering, and my breathing was short.

We were the only two people still awake, standing outside her room. I knew what I wanted to do, but for some reason, I didn't act on my instinct.

I thanked her for being my audience (lame I know) and wished her a safe journey home (even more lame) and made my way back to my room on the first floor.

After I had finished packing my suitcase, I had a shower and climbed into bed.

I lay there for a while asking myself why I didn't kiss her back. What would it have led to?

The next morning, I had to load my luggage into the hotel's van, so that one of the employees could drive me to the railway station, which is over an hour's drive.

I was paying my room bill at reception when Lana tapped me on the shoulder.

I said good morning and asked her how she slept. I was trying to act as though nothing had happened, which in fact nothing did.

I was receiving icy vibes from Lana though. She said very little and while I loaded my suitcase into the hotel's van, but just sat outside the hotel, on a bench, watching me.

She was still watching me as I sat in the van, and we drove away from the hotel.

LANA (Fiction...)

"I can be a gentleman and walk you to your room, if you would allow me," I said to Lana.
She agreed.

Her room was on the hotel's ground floor and half along the corridor.

We stopped outside her door and went to give her a hug.

Even today, I am not sure how it happened, but our lips met in a fast kiss.

I moved back and stared at her. I must have looked like a deer caught in headlights. My mind was racing, and I had no idea what was happening. My heart was hammering, and my breathing was short.

We were the only two people still awake, standing outside her room.

I acted on impulse and hoped that she would respond kindly. I leaned in to kiss her and she responded.

Our lips met in a more passionate kiss, and I pulled in towards me. My arms wrapped around her waist as hers wrapped around my shoulders. Her mouth opened and allowed my tongue to explore. I opened my mouth and her tongue slid inside.

We broke apart, panting, hearts pounding.

"Don't you think we should continue this inside?" I asked.

Lana opened the door, and I followed her inside.

The room was small, with a double bed squeezed between two bedside cabinets. There was just enough room along one side, between the window and the bed for someone to walk along, should they need to get out of bed. Likewise, there was a similar space between the bed and wall, on the other side.

Lana excused herself and went into the bathroom. The door closed and I heard the sound of running water.

While she did whatever she had to do, I looked around the room.

Lana obviously travelled light. The only piece of luggage was a large rucksack that lay open on an armchair, by the window. Along the opposing wall to the bed, was a dressing table, cluttered with various female accoutrements.

I heard the water being shut off and the bathroom door being opened.

Lana walked out, her blouse was open all the way, revealing a powder blue colored satin bra.

She walked over to me and swung her arms around me once more.

We kissed again, but this time more feverish. Hands roamed bodies. Clothing was removed and soon we stood opposite each other in just our underwear.

Lana's breasts were small, but not tiny. More than a handful really. Her matching colored, satin panties bulged at the front, which led me to believe she had quite a handsome bush behind the material.

Her gaze was aimed at the growing bulge in my black, micromesh boxers.

She sat at the foot of the bed and asked me to stand in front of her. Her hands roamed the front of my body and finally came to rest at my underwear covered cock, which was now at full hardness.

"Mumm," she said, licking her lips and smiling. "Large and thick. I'm going to like this."

She hooked her fingertips into the waistband and pulled my underwear to my ankles. I kicked them across the room, towards the door.

My cock was pointing at a 45-degree angle. A small amount of pre-cum had formed at the tip of the head and Lana stuck out her tongue and licked it off.

"Mumm, salty," she said, licking her lips.

Her hand encircled my stiff shaft at the base as she closed her lips around my bulbous purple head. I looked down and I hissed through clenched teeth as I saw my manhood disappear into her mouth. Her tongue wrapped itself around the head had she began to suck my cock into her throat.

"Never sucked one this big or thick," she said as she came up for air. "My ex was a wiener sausage compared to this."

As she went down for the second time, Lana used her other hand to massage my scrotum. My balls were aching for release.

She stopped sucking and started to lick my cock from the base to the tip. Then she lifted it up and stared to lick the underside and then my scrotum.

She flicked over my aching balls, and she took each one in her mouth and gently sucked on it.

"I want you to come in my mouth, if you can," she said as she was about to suck my cock for the third time.

Expertly, Lana stroked her hand up and down my hard shaft, while her tongue worked its magic over and around the head of my cock. I could feel the semen in my scrotum begin to boil and bubble and make its way through my cock.

As my orgasm approached, I felt my legs buckle. I clasped my hands on either side of her head and grunted loudly.

The first streamer of cum hit Lana at the back of her throat and her eyes shot open wide. She obviously wasn't expecting that to happen. But she coped and swallowed it down, along with the rest of my ejaculation.


To be continued