Carrie "Awakening"

Carrie "Awakening"
By: Lucia (Lucia69@comcast.net)

Carrie had been in Seville for a week. She had fallen in love with Seville when she came during Easter for senior trip. It was probably her Spanish heritage. She particularly loved the Flamenco, it was so sensuous. Her parents gave her the summer in Spain as her graduation present. During her first week she took flamenco lessons, her instructor told her she was a natural. Tonight was the first time she was trying it in public. As her turn came up she strolled across the room. She saw a face that looked vaguely familiar, he looked like Peters the geek her computer science teacher.

He watched the black haired beauty cross the room to the dance floor. The musicians started to play and she started to move her feet to the music. The tempo increased as her fluid motions brought appreciative looks from the patrons of the bar. He was getting hard just watching the younger woman. The music came to an end and her audience gave loud applause in approval. She headed back to the bar for her wine.

As she sat at the bar she felt a hand touch her shoulder as a glass of wine was put in front of her from behind. She heard a voice with a smooth Castilian accent say "you do that very well Carrie." She was startled to hear her name and turned to see who was speaking to her. When she turned she was looking into eyes the color of melted dark chocolate. It took her a second to pull her gaze away from those eyes and see the face. Mr. Peters? You're no longer my student Carrie you can call me David, he responded in English. He was hot, his hair wasn't disheveled and he was no longer wearing the black framed glasses and ill fitting clothes she was accustomed to. In their place he wore a white silk shirt and black slacks and he had a killer smile. Did I startle you? He asked. Wow you look different Mr. P err David. He explained that what he wore to school was a costume because he had a problem at a previous school with some of the students flirting with him. I bet, she responded. Over their wine they sat and talked about her plans for the summer. He told her about his plan to drive across Europe to Pesaro where he had just bought a summer villa. He asked her if she would dance with him.

He led her to the floor as the guitar started playing. As they danced to the sensual tune the back of his fingers traced a line down her bare torso. She was beginning to perspire. She didn't know whether it was from the dance or his touch. She felt pressure in her lower regions. Chris had never made her feel this way; if he had she probably wouldn't still be a virgin. The music ended and he led her back to their drinks. They talked the rest of the evening and headed out of the bar as the first light of dawn was falling on the city. They walked hand in hand down Calle Velarde towards his hotel.

As the door closed on the elevator she turned into him, molding her body to his. She reached behind his head pulling his head down till his lips met hers. She took the hand she was holding and brought it to her breast. The passion she felt was burning her inside. He pushed her against the wall of the elevator; she pulled herself up and wrapped her leg around his back. She felt his hardness pressing against her panties. She could feel her excitement running down her thigh. The scent of her passion was filling the cabin. The bell rang as they reached his floor.

As they reached his room she began to tear his clothes off. He stopped her and told her to slow down; they had all night or day as the case may be. He took control. He slowly undid her blouse. Her mouth trembled as he slowly stroked the sides and bottom of her breast, intentionally avoiding her nipples. He watched as her areola darkened and her nipples hardened. He undid her skirt and pushed it over her hips to drop on the floor. Her panties followed. He pushed her back onto the bed. She watched as he removed his clothes. When he removed his briefs she saw his erect cock for the first time. His wasn't the first she had ever seen but it was certainly the biggest. When she grasped it to pull him to her she couldn't get her hand around it. He lay down next to her and again began caressing her breast but he still avoided her nipples. He made circles around her breast barely touching them with his finger tip. Finally he touched her nipple with the same light touch. He was making her extremely aroused. He brought his lips to her nipple and walked his fingers down her belly till he reached her mound. He lightly pushed down with the heel of his hand and stroked her outer lips with two fingers, lightly at first then adding pressure with each stroke. He cupped her clit; he used his whole hand to stimulate her. His fingers or palm brushed against her clit sending an electric charge through her body. His fingers parted her lips and entered her. He stroked her g-spot. She pushed against his hand as her first orgasm with a man overtook her.

She wanted him inside her. She needed him to take her cherry. He kissed down her belly till he reached her engorged lips. He licked with long deep strokes. He spread her legs apart then he kissed his way back up her body till he was over her. He curled his arms around her shoulders then brought his chest down to her chin. He entered her. She was so wet he had all nine inches in her in one stroke. Her passion overtook her and she became a woman possessed. She rolled him over without losing his cock. She rode his cock hard rubbing herself hard against his pubic bone. Her orgasm came fast and hard. She planted her palms into his thighs and arched her back as her orgasm came in long continuous waves that didn't subside till after she felt him tense beneath her and his hot cum filled her pussy. She collapsed onto his chest and slept till noon.

The next week was exciting. She learned how to properly give head when they were in Cartagena, sex in public in Monaco, marathon sex in Genoa, sex in a sports car at a rest area on the A14 and sex in a castle in Gradara where the lovers Paolo and Francesca were killed by her husband/ his brother and ended up in the second circle of hell in Dante's Inferno.

She changed into the white bikini and wrapped the sarong around her waist. He watched her as she walked down the staircase. "You look incredibly sexy." They swam then dried themselves in the setting sun. He gave her a massage as she lay on the chaise soaking up the last of the sun. The massage felt unbelievable as his strong hands worked the muscles of her back. He worked his way down her body; he lingered on her ass, sliding his hand between the material and her ass. He worked on her thighs occasionally moving his fingers over her pussy. She was starting to get wet, his fingers moved the material to one side and his finger entered her. She just started grinding her pussy against his hand when he pulled his hand away and said "later". "That wasn't fair, getting me all excited then stopping". He just smiled at her.

"Hungry?" "Famished". "Good, I'll make dinner." She tied her hair into a ponytail with the scarf and they went inside. She was going to change when he stopped her and said it wasn't necessary. They finished their seafood risotto and then the chocolate dessert he had made. That was delicious she said but I'm still hungry. "I'll get you more". "Not for food" she said with a smile.

She led him to the bedroom then turned into his arms. As he removed the scarf from her hair he said: "trust me?" She responded "Absolutely". He took the scarf and put it around her eyes. He pushed her back onto the bed. She could hear the closet opening. He took two of his ties and tied her wrist to the bed post. Then he put headphones over her ears. He began kissing her. He undid her top and tantalizingly kissed and licked her tits lingering on each nipple. He kissed down her belly to the top of her bikini bottom then he slowly removed her bottom. She was now lying naked on the bed. He started kissing her all over; she could feel his hot breath on her. He didn't follow a pattern he kissed randomly over her body. He was making her crazy. He would kiss up her calf to behind her knee then move up to her throat. Sometime he would stop for a moment making her squirm with anticipation. He dipped his finger into her pussy then brought it to her lips. She could smell her musk on his fingers. Having touch and smell as her only senses was highly erotic. After one of the times that he stopped he brought an ice cube to her nipple, he let the water drip on her and then barely touched the tip of her nipple with the ice cube. She could feel her nipple get even harder. He brought his lips down and sucked her in. He rubbed the ice over her pussy making it numb. She couldn't feel the cream being put on her bush. She felt something touching her pussy. Her pussy felt different as his tongue worked over it. He was sucking on her lips and pushing his tongue inside her when the orgasm came over her. Her hips came off the bed as she pushed into his face. He continued licking from he ass to her clit. She could feel his fingers entering her pussy then she felt his finger rubbing around her anus. It felt incredible. He pushed his finger into her ass; she let out a gasp as he fingered her ass and licked her pussy. It felt as if something bigger was in her ass then she realized it was his thumb. He moved his tongue down and started to lick around her ass. He stopped. She could feel the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy. She wanted him. She pushed up trying to get him inside her. He pushed her legs back till her knees were next to her head. He pushed in fast and hard. His holding her legs prevented her from moving to meet his thrust. She could feel the spasms start again. She could feel his hot cum fill her. He pulled out. She could smell sex. He put his cock across her lips. She started to lick his shaft searching for the head with her tongue. She found the hood and licked around it. She licked off every drop of their combined juices and swallowed it down. She could feel how hard he was becoming. He moved again. She could feel their juices running down her butt as he put his fingers inside her then spread it around. She was expecting him to re-enter her. She felt the head of his cock at her pussy. He pushed inside her once then pulled out. Don't stop she yelled. What was that? She could feel something at her butt hole. He slowly pushed inside her ass. "Don't" she started to say then added "stop" to the end. O God it felt so good. He was fingering her pussy and fucking her ass. Another orgasm came upon her. She couldn't stop cumming as his hot cum filled her bowels. When she awoke her hands were free and her eyes uncovered. She was curled into his arms as he slept. She moved her hand down her body and felt her hairless pussy.

On her flight home she dreamed of her summer by the Adriatic.