The Aerotica and Jocko Carnal Weekend (Jocko's version)

As an avid reader of both SR’s and Logo Dave’s chronicles, I cannot express my limitless excitement with bringing my first offering to the table. Truly, providence has smiled upon me, for this holiday weekend I was treated to an experience- actually, a SERIES of experiences- that beg to be chronicled in the way shown to us by the elders. You know where the scrolling bar is if you don’t want to hear this… but trust me, you do.
As many of my pals here know, I have quite recently returned to the realm of free agency, having split with my girlfriend of many years. Filled with apprehension, I spent this holiday weekend contemplating my return to the wonderful world of dating. By a sheer coincidence of timing, I was in contact with a long-time female acquaintance (cough**Aerotica**cough), who happened to reside in a distant, but not unreachable, city (cough**St. Louis**cough). While said acquaintance and I had never explored the carnal side of our strange but titillating relationship, we HAD dropped humorous hints, double entendres, and the like… But with the place to myself and a 4-day weekend, I took the reins and convinced the aforementioned lady to meet me on Sunday in a city equidistant from our respective home towns(HACK! Cough**Peoria**Gag, cough). Expectations were high… nerves were trembling… palms were sweaty. Would this transformation of our friendly but platonic relationship succeed? With grim determination I headed out, my heart racing, imagining all the exotic couplings that we had only joked about before.
We met at the bar in a hotel, the agreed-upon point of first contact. We were both early. In this particular city, no one looks at you twice when you start drinking long before noon. All the better, as she and I exchanged pleasantries and sized each other up with longing but furtive glances. After lunch and many drinks served by a bartender with WAY too much personality, I broached the subject…
“…so, should I arrange for the room?”
Not a flicker of reluctance in her eyes. She has an infectious laugh, and at this moment it was visible in those eyes, though it was not giggled aloud. Moments later we were admiring the view from room 330, a panoramic landscape of gravel and air conditioners on the roof below. Truly a breathtaking vista if you’re into that sort of thing. But moments after dropping our bags, the shades were drawn and we were locked in our first passionate, long, deep kiss. What followed was a two-hour sexual ballet that defies satisfactory explanation. I was able to perform in a way that I thought I’d never see again, like a h----, persistent kid of 18. We explored each other ravenously, and I was mesmerized by her generous breasts and smoothly-shaved nether region. After a brief nap, we were up and at it again. We enjoyed a delicious steak dinner and watched the city’s fireworks by the riverside… actually, we spent more time kissing passionately and drawing remarks than watching fireworks. Back to the hotel for an apres-dinner roll in the hay… and this was even better than the previous go-arounds. We’d both been out of the game for a while, and we had enough pent-up sexual energy to carry on like teenagers.
We slept in each others’ arms, and awoke at sunrise with “Little Jocko” positioned tantalizingly close to her smooth, soft wetness. Like a compass needle, it bobbed and twitched as it slid home. The early-morning lovemaking was hotter and more passionate than anything else yours truly has ever encountered (cough**Thisistrue**cough). It was with great regret, reluctance, and many long kisses that we headed to our respective homes that morning, vowing to meet again, and soon.
While I know I cannot compete with the sheer numbers posted by SSK, I will say this: I brought a 3-pack of Trojans, and cursed providence that I didn’t opt for the even dozen. Sadly, we had more passion than we had latex cough**alsotrue**cough).
Don’t expect many regular posts like this one… this blessed weekend quite possibly represents the pinnacle of my carnal career, and shall not soon be topped.