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I woke at 5:00 in a strange room, in a strange bed. A woman was turned on her side facing away from me. Ciara. It had taken a few seconds for the memory to return to my frazzled brain. Her skin was almost perfect in tone and texture. She had turned out to be a wonderful lover, soft and unassuming, yet experienced enough to know what she needed and what was acceptable to us both. I lifted the cover a little so I could look at her bum, it was almost approaching perfection.
I remembered Lillian’s words and also the sensation of Ciara’s tongue and fingers as they stimulated my anus the previous evening. It was a new experience for me, one which I reciprocated. Her reaction was mind blowing, considering I was a novice in that area. Luckily she had insisted on us both showering beforehand, so the area on both of us was clean. I tiptoed to the bathroom, not wishing to disturb her, but she caught me coming back.
“Hi,” she said with a sleepy smile.
“Hi, Ciara, sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” I said.
“You didn’t wake me, Tony, I woke up on my own. Come back to bed for a bit.”
I re-joined her and she scurried over to place her head on my shoulder.
“Last night was fantastic, Tony,” she said.
“For me too, Ciara,” I said.
“Where did you learn to do that?” she asked and I had to think quickly as I settled in beside her, her naked body warm in my arms as I began to speak.
“I was on holiday on the Isle of Skye, just off the west coast of Scotland, in a town called Talisker, famous for its whisky. It was in the middle of winter and the rain lashed against the walls of the stone cottage where I was staying. It rained hard for eleven days and twelve nights solid as the winds blew in wildly from the Atlantic Ocean.”
She gazed up into my eyes as her hand rested on my chest. She was hooked.
