The flight was long and Marin was so tired. As she made her way through the customs hall in Sydney all she could think of was getting to her hotel and sleeping, preferably for a week straight. "What the hell was I thinking?" she mumbled to herself as she fumbled with her bags and the line slowly started moving.
"Next!" the customs officer bellowed and Marin saw a hand go up indicating which line was now available.
"Hi" she said as she handed him her passport. While he looked at it she studied the man; he was in his mid-forties, tan and incredibly handsome. She was privately impressed that she could even think about this given she was so exhausted, but she was also horny. She had been horny for some time now...ever since she broke up with "what's-his-name," as she now referred to her ex-boyfriend.
"G'day, what's the purpose of your visit to Australia?" the customs officer asked.
"Oh, tourism," Marin replied.
"Pleasure eh?"
Marin wanted pleasure all right, and almost made a lewd comment as to how much, but she thought better of it considering his position. Instead, she said simply, "Yes, I guess so."
"Where are you staying while you're here?"
"Oh, at the Barrow's Hotel."
"Nice place, that. You'll like it. Well Marin, enjoy your stay," the customs officer said, handing her passport back to her with a wink and a smile.
After getting checked in and into her hotel, Marin unpacked her suitcase. At the bottom of the bag, she found a package of condoms and a tube of K-Y Jelly. After a moment, she realized that it had to have been her friend Sarah who put them in there. Not that they will ever get used, she thought but smiled hopefully as she put them in the drawer next to the bed.
Marin headed downstairs that evening to the hotel restaurant for dinner. Afterwards, she was going to go back upstairs for some long overdue sleep when she heard noise coming from down the hall. Curious, she followed the noise and came upon a bar. A drink, she decided, was just what she needed.
Inside, she made her way to the bar and ordered a dirty martini. "Cheers," the bartender said as he set her drink on the bar and went to tend to other customers.
Marin picked up her drink and turned to head into the gardens where she saw a few other people were seated. As she did someone backed into her and spilled her drink all over.
"Oy, so sorry mate," said the voice behind her. Why did it sound so familiar?
Marin turned to see the face of the custom's officer standing in front of her. "Hi" was all she could mutter.
"Hi Marin, 'Bout time you turned up," he said with a smile. "Too sorry about the drink. I wanted to buy you one but this wasn't the way I wanted to go about it."
"Waiting for me were you?" Marin teased.
"Right. Well I shouldn't admit it I guess," he said a bit shyly. "We don't usually ask where people are staying."
"Oh, I didn't know that. Maybe I shouldn't have answered the question."
"Well it was a gamble on my part that you would answer it," he said, smiling now. "Another whatever this was mate" he said to the bartender.
"Dirty martini" said Marin.
"Dirty martini" he repeated to the bartender, "and another pint."
When he had paid for the drinks he handed Marin hers and said, "Try not to spill this one would you?" to which they both laughed.
Marin followed behind him as he headed toward the garden. "It's pretty out here," she said.
"Right time of the year, it is, other times it's too bloody hot no matter what time of the day it is."
The martini was beginning to kick in and Marin started to feel bolder. "So Mr. Customs officer, do you have a name?"
"Sorry, I'm full of bad manners today, aren't I? Grant is my name. Nice to meet you Marin." He smiled and held out his hand, which she shook.
"Nice to meet you too. How long exactly have you been here waiting for me?"
"Oh about an hour. I wasn't sure you would actually show up but I thought I'd give it a try."
"And if I didn't?"
"Well then I'd have to have some friends at the local precinct bring you in on some charges." Grant winked at her and laughed.
As the evening progressed Marin realized that she should have been in bed hours ago but she just didn't want to leave this man. He captivated her like nobody had ever done before. When he spoke to her, he was actually engaged in the conversation, not just babbling away while looking at some bimbo in the corner as what's-his-name had done far too often.
"Come on Marin, I see you need to get to bed," Grant announced after seeing Marin stifle yet another yawn.
"No I don't want you to leave," she protested.
"Come now love, let's get you to your room. Nobody said anything about leaving," Grant assured her softly as he put his arm around her and together they headed to the elevator.
At her door, Marin put the key in the lock and asked "Coming in?" This was definitely not something she normally did, but between the martinis and being so tired, she was able to tell the "good girl" side of her brain to fuck off for one night.
"Too right," Grant said smiling as he closed the door behind him.
Marin turned around when she heard the door close and immediately she and Grant were locked in an embrace. Their mouths moved against the other's skin, against the other's mouth, their tongues dancing with each other. Finally Grant pulled away and said, "I hope you want this to go as far as I do Marin but I'm not going to force or pressure you."
The kiss made Marin feel even bolder. "I want you to fuck me Grant. I haven't been fucked in a very, very long time."
"I find that hard to believe" Grant whispered as he began kissing her again.
"Trust me. It's been far too long and even before that it wasn't very good."
"Oh Marin, you need a proper fucking. Well love, I promise you that by sun-up you will have been fucked proper, more than once."
"Promise?" Marin breathed, feeling weak in the knees.
"Oh yeah, I promise."
Grant took Marin's hand and led her to the bathroom where he turned on the shower. "Come on love, let's do this right shall we?" He unbuttoned her blouse and slowly pulled it down her arms. She felt the silk touch her skin, followed by Grant's hands, which felt just as soft and sensuous.
Marin pulled Grant's shirt over his head and threw it on the now growing pile of clothing in the corner of the bathroom. When they had finished slowly undressing one another, Grant stepped into the shower and held out his hand for Marin to join him.
The hot water felt wonderful. Grant took the soap and slowly began lathering her body, touching places that hadn't felt a man's touch in far too long.
She returned the favor, soaping hip up. When she knelt down to lather up his legs, she found herself face to face with a rock hard penis that was larger than what's-his-name's had been. This penis, she knew, would definitely satisfy her every desire.
Marin put her hands around the thick manhood and began slowly moving her hand up and down his long shaft. "Not yet love," Grant said softly and helped Marin to stand up. "We've got all night. No need to rush anything."
"What all do you have planned for us?" Marin asked, in between kissing his neck and chest.
"Marin, this is only an introduction. The main attraction will come soon enough."
"Come?" she teased.
"Oh yeah, there will be plenty of that too."
After drying off each other Marin watched as Grant went to the telephone that sat on the desk in her room. "Do you always make phone calls before having sex?" she asked.
Grant just smiled as he finished his conversation and hung up. "Sometimes there are things that need to be taken care of in order to be done right."
Marin had no idea what he was talking about but soon she forgot all about it as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply, his tongue licking and tasting her everywhere until she felt weak in the knees. Grant picked her up and gently laid her on the bed. Then they heard a knock at the door.
Grant whispered, "It's for me" and grabbed a towel, which he wrapped around his waist before answering the door.
When he returned, Marin looked curiously at the tray that Grant carried. She tried to get up to see but he just held it higher as he walked into the bathroom. When he returned the tray was covered with a towel. "Covering up the whips and chains?" she teased.
"Oh did you want them? Can't get that from room service but I could have made a different phone call."
"I was teasing," she said as the good girl side of her brain kicked back in for a moment.
"I wasn't" Grant said smiling. "Alright then, lie back and relax."
"Relax he says," Marin muttered, still wondering what was underneath the towel.
"Don't mind if I rummage a bit do you?" he said as she heard drawers opening and closing. "That's the ticket right there."
Marin lay on the bed, knowing at this point nothing would surprise her. Grant joined her and began running his fingers up and down her arms and legs. Slowly he passed his hand up one side of her body and down the other. He ran just the tips of his fingers over her breast, softly, barely touching her skin. Her nipples stood at attention.
"Oh I see someone feels left out" he whispered as he took one nipple in his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it while his fingers played with the other. Then he shifted position and put his mouth on the other nipple and kneaded the first one with his fingers. Marin began making soft noises as he played with his newfound toys.
"Fuck me Grant," she whispered hoarsely.
"Oh I will but not yet. It's far too soon Marin," he said as his kisses trailed up her neck. She felt his breath in her ear and he whispered, "Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
"Good," he said softly and she felt something covering her eyes.
"What's that?" she exclaimed.
"Shhh, it's ok. Just a scarf I found in your drawer. Trust me, Marin. If you get scared, just tell me to stop and I will."
Marin licked her lips and nodded as he finished tying the scarf behind her head. She took a deep breath and waited for something to happen. She felt movement but didn't know what was happening.
"Don't be afraid Marin, it's fine. I'm right here and I promise I won't leave you."
"And no secret nasty pictures?" Marin asked, only half joking.
Grant laughed "Nope, don't have my camera, love. Sorry."
"Something for next time," Marin said softly and laughed at her own joke.
Blindfolded, Marin lay there waiting, unsure what was to come. She had never been blindfolded before and felt very nervous. "Just breathe and enjoy love," Grant said softly.
His fingers returned to her skin, light touching here and there followed by his mouth, kissing skin, sucking nipples, trailing his tongue down her stomach. His hands moved down her legs for a moment and she felt a shiver when he touched the sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs. Slowly he opened her legs and she savored the cool air she felt on her now very moist pussy.
Grant kissed her trim mound and spread her lips apart as he began licking and kissing his way down to her most sensitive area. As he did, Marin moaned louder and louder. When his tongue entered her she thrust her hips to meet him. "Oh Grant, that feels so good."
Grant smiled, knowing she was enjoying herself, and he continued tasting her pussy juices for a moment longer. When he stopped, he left Marin panting for more. He pulled back the towel on the tray that now lay on the floor next to the bed.
Marin felt something very cold melting onto her stomach. Ice, it had to be ice. Grant smiled again as he trailed the ice cube around her nipples making them even harder. As the cube was beginning to get smaller he put it into his mouth for a moment and when he took it out again Marin moaned in pleasure feeling the cool cube now melting inside her pussy.
"Oh God" she cried. "Make me cum Grant."
"Someone's in a hurry," he said softly and decided she needed to get some release before she exploded. He went back down and licked her pussy, tasting both Marin and the now melted ice.
He licked and sucked her clitoris, knowing it wouldn't take long for her. Marin's body was thrusting against his face, her fingers running through his hair one minute and over her own body the next. "Oh yes, yes, Grant!" she cried his name in a barely audible voice. Her panting grew heavier and heavier. When she was just about to cum he stopped. "Why?" she asked.
Before she could ask anything else she felt his tongue flicking across her swollen clitoris once, twice, back and forth. Quickly, then slowly, it flicked, finally bringing her over the edge as she came. "Ah, ah, ah!" she yelled, "Yes, Ohhhh!" her body quivering and spasming as her orgasm seemed to go on and on.
When she could take no more for fear she would pass out on him, he stopped. "You all right, then?" he asked. When she nodded he added, "there's much more where that came from, Marin."
Grant lay next to her on the bed and held her close to him as she regained her senses. She started to take off the blindfold but he stopped her. "No. It's makes it easier if you leave it on." She heard something pouring. "Here, drink some water," he said and held the glass to her lips.
She lay back down and closed her eyes behind the scarf.
Marin realized she had fallen asleep. She felt around on the bed but she was alone. "Grant?" she called out.
"I'm right here, love," he assured her.
"What time is it?"
"Time doesn't have any meaning tonight. Ready for another go?"
This time she knew she was ready for anything. "Yes," she said with a smile.
"Good. Now I already know you taste so sweet but I thought I might spice it up a bit. No worries right?"
"No worries" she agreed.
This time when Grants mouth eventually found the so neglected space between her legs she welcomed it and anything he wanted to do. She felt him place something inside her
"Mmmm Marin, this is very tasty indeed. Want to try some?" he asked.
"Yes," she answered breathlessly.
A moment later whatever it was inside her was removed. "Mmmm," he said softly. Then he was touching her lips. "Open," he told her.
Marin opened her mouth and felt something on her tongue. Strawberry. She was sure of it. As she closed her mouth she realized his mouth was still on hers and the strawberry was in both of their mouths. They both bit down and chewed the sweet treat. "Mmm, that is good," she said and licked her lips.
"You are the only thing that could have made that strawberry taste any better than it already did."
"What else do you have to eat?" she asked seductively.
"Oh I've got a lot of surprises here Marin. Before we go any farther though, there is something I want you to nibble on for a few minutes. Not too hard mind you." She felt Grant crawl over her body.
"Do you want this?"
"Yes," she panted, knowing, or at least hoping she knew what was about to enter her mouth.
"Ok then," Grant said softly as she opened her mouth and placed the tip of his hard penis between her lips.
Marin was now used to being blindfolded and loved the new sensations it aroused in her body. She felt Grant's penis and she licked her lips before encircling his penis with her mouth.
"Oh," he groaned. "You feel wonderful Marin. I can't wait until I'm inside you."
"Mmm," Marin moaned as she tasted Grant's precum.
Soon he said, "That's enough for now," and groaned as he removed his cock from her mouth.
When she felt his touch again he guided her to shift positions. Kneeling on the bed she knew she was over him but she didn't know if her pussy was over his face or his hard cock. She didn't have to wait long to know for sure as she felt his tongue lapping up her juices. "Oh, ah" she moaned.
Grant slowly sat up, licking her pussy as he went. He positioned himself with his face right behind her firm ass. He licked her from front to back and finally, he touched her in a place he wasn't sure she had been touched before. Her gasp told him he was right. "It's ok love, just relax," he told her as he gently placed a finger on her hole. Slowly, he pushed his finger inside of her.
Marin gasped when his finger entered her. But immediately she began to relax as he slowly took the finger and plunged in and out of her. "Mmm," she murmured. She had never let anyone go there before but maybe this wouldn't be such a bad thing and would be worth exploring.
"You like that?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Want more?"
"I want it all," she groaned.
"Well that's what you shall get then," he assured her.
"Bedside table," she mumbled.
"What?"
"Bedside table," she repeated breathlessly.
Grant rolled out from under her and looked on the table, but saw nothing there. He opened the drawer and found the surprises packed by Marin's friend. "Well aren't we just prepared for anything?"
"My friend snuck that into my suitcase. I never thought I would have use for it."
"Well I'll have to send your friend a thank you," Grant said, smiling, as he took both the condoms and the lube and returned to the end of the bed.
Grant slowly got Marin accustomed to the feeling of more and more in her ass until finally he said, "Ready?" to which Marin only nodded.
Grant placed the condom over his cock. He put yet more lube on it and on her before he entered her slowly. When he was all the way in he heard her moan. "It's a lot, I know. You ok?"
Again, she nodded, so he slowly began pulling out and going back in until she started to move with him. He knew then that she was comfortable enough for him not to hold back with her.
He began thrusting faster and harder, slapping her cheeks with his thighs as they met.
"Uh, uh" she moaned. Grant grabbed hold of Marin's hips and thrust harder into her. "Uh, yes, yes" she screamed and he knew she was going to cum.
"Oh baby," he said, trying very hard to keep it together. He wanted to cum but he wanted to cum inside her pussy.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck me!" she ordered.
Grant couldn't wait much longer. He pulled out of her and threw the condom on the floor. He put another one on as he flipped her around. He lay on the bed and guided her to his cock. "God Marin, make me cum," he demanded as she straddled his cock and began pounding on him, riding his cock up and down. "Fuck me hard Marin." Again, she did as she was told and continued riding him harder and faster. Up and down her slick pussy went over his cock. "Oh, yeah, yeah," Grant moaned wiping the sweat from his face. "OH MARIN!" he screamed as he came while she moaned. "I'm coming again," she said breathlessly.
Grant pulled her forward and said, "Cum on my face." She crawled forward until he told her to stop, and she placed her hot, wet pussy on his face. He licked and sucked on her, e the juices running down his face.
Finally she felt the orgasm she was waiting for. It built and built the harder and faster that he fucked her with his mouth. "Oh Grant, yes, fuck me with your tongue. Oooooh, right there!" she ordered. He drank in as much of her juices as he could before she collapsed onto the bed.
Grant smiled when he saw the look of pure ecstasy on her face, and he moved up to lie next to her. "Here, let's take this off" he said and pulled the blindfold off.
"Hi" she said and looked at him.
"Hi yourself," he said and kissed her gently.
"Now that," she said, still trying to catch her breath, "was a proper fucking."
"The night is still young, Marin. And we could be here all weekend."
"Promise?"
"Oh I promise. I wouldn't want you to leave Australia unsatisfied in any way."
"I've heard that the customs officials here are willing to help in any way they can."
"You let me know what you need Marin, and I'll help you in any way I can."
Originally Published July 2006: Stripped! Anniversary Issue