(all characters are over 19 years old)
I, Oliver (21), and my boyfriend, Ethan (20), had always been adventurous. So, when we heard about a secluded forest resort with natural hot springs, we knew we had to visit. It was the perfect getaway for a romantic and erotic weekend.
On our first day, we excitedly headed towards the outdoor hot springs, donning nothing but towels wrapped snugly around our waists. The spring was a short walk from the resort, and the path took us through lush greenery and the sounds of nature.
Ethan, being the mischievous partner he was, devised a little prank. As we soaked in the warm, soothing waters, he feigned a sudden realization. "Oh no! I forgot to bring the room key! I need to head back and get it. Wait here; I'll be right back." With a playful wink, he snuck my towel away with him, leaving me alone in the spring, completely naked and a little bewildered.
At first, I thought it was all in good fun, expecting him to return any second with a mischievous smile on his face. But as the minutes ticked by, I realized he wasn't coming back anytime soon. My heart started racing as I realized I was stranded, vulnerable, and exposed in the middle of the forest.
I had no choice but to make my way back to our room, naked as the day I was born. My heart pounded in my chest as I carefully stepped out of the spring, water dripping from my lean, muscular body. I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness as I imagined the possibility of being seen by other guests.
With each step, I carefully navigated the path, hiding behind trees and bushes whenever I heard footsteps or voices approaching. The forest provided some cover, but the thought of being discovered added to the thrill of the experience.
Finally, I reached our room, out of breath and my heart racing. I quickly glanced around, ensuring no one was watching, before darting inside. As I closed the door behind me, I leaned against it, feeling a rush of relief mixed with adrenaline.
Ethan, who had been waiting inside, burst out laughing. "Oh, baby, the look on your face! I'm sorry, I just couldn't resist. It was too perfect."
I pouted, feigning anger. "You left me out there, naked and vulnerable. I had to sneak back here, hiding from everyone. I should be angry with you."
But deep down, I wasn't truly mad. The prank had ignited a fire within me, and I felt a surge of desire for my boyfriend. I wanted to show him just how 'angry' I was, and what better way than through passionate, angry sex?
I strode towards him, my eyes burning with intensity. "You want to see angry? I'll show you angry." I pushed him gently onto the bed, climbing on top of him. Our lips crashed together in a fierce kiss, teeth clashing as our tongues danced.
Ethan's hands roamed my body, tracing the contours of my chest and abs before gripping my ass firmly. He squeezed my cheeks, pulling me closer, our erections pressing against each other. I could feel his hardness, and it only fueled my desire.
I broke the kiss, trailing kisses down his neck, nipping at his sensitive skin with my teeth. "You like leaving me naked and exposed, huh?" I whispered, my breath hot against his skin. "Let's see how you like it."
With that, I grabbed the hem of his shirt and ripped it off, buttons popping open and scattering across the room. I wanted to mark him, to claim every inch of his body as mine. I sucked and bit at his neck, leaving dark purple marks that would remind him of me for days.
Ethan moaned, his hands tangling in my hair, encouraging my actions. "Fuck, Oliver… Yes… Show me how angry you are."
I continued my assault on his body, kissing and biting my way down his chest, paying extra attention to his nipples, sucking and teasing them until they were hard peaks. I wanted to drive him wild, to have him begging for more.
As I made my way further down, I paused at his belly button, dipping my tongue into it before dragging my tongue back up, following the trail of happy trail that led to his groin. I could feel his eyes on me, his breath quickening as I teased him, drawing out the anticipation.
Finally, I reached his erection, full and heavy in my hand. I wrapped my fingers around his length, pumping slowly as I swirled my tongue around the head, tasting the first beads of pre-cum that formed. Ethan arched his back, his hips bucking slightly as he tried to thrust into my mouth.
"Oh fuck… Oliver… Your mouth…" he panted, his hands gripping the bedsheets.
I took my time, savoring the taste of him, running my tongue along his length before taking him deep into my throat, bobbing my head up and down in a steady rhythm. I hollowed my cheeks, sucking hard as I pulled back, wanting to leave my mark on him.
Ethan was writhing beneath me, his breath coming in short gasps. "I'm close… Oh God, I'm so close…"
I didn't let up, determined to push him over the edge. I tightened my grip, stroking him harder as I deep-throated him, my nose pressing into his pubic bone.
With a hoarse cry, Ethan came, his hips bucking wildly as he spilled himself into my waiting mouth. I swallowed every drop, milking him dry as he rode out his intense orgasm. Then afterward, we cuddled for an hour. It was one of the best vacations I ever had.