On my profile I've written this in confessions because I felt like it was more of a confession to tell the first part. However, what happened in the hotel definitely is more of a story, so here it goes.

My girlfriend and I had been chatting all week up to the day of our hotel room plans. I couldn't stop thinking of how much I wanted to kiss her, to touch her again, to feel her presence. There's some people in this world you have an instant connection with and no reason as to why, but this is the same connection we shared.

The night before, we were finalizing plans and talking about what to bring. I was going to take my sex toys, a bikini for the hot tub/pool, some shampoo and soap for the shower, and shaved everywhere just in case. There was no pressure to do nothing more than talk, but having this hotel for 6 hours, I hoped we would at least make out.

I got a message from her about 8 am saying she was already at the hotel and got the late check out at 4 pm. I told her the kids were off to school soon and I would meet her there ASAP. My husband was off on a work trip, so once they were taken care of, I was free until 4.

Walking into the hotel, I was wondering if it looked weird to the front desk that I hadn't been a guest, and just waltzed in like I knew where I was going. The elevator climbed to the 4th floor and I stepped off. I thought nerves would be attacking me by now, but all I felt was a solid wall and confident. I fluffed my hair before knocking, then she opened the door.

I was instantly reminded of how attractive she was. Beautiful eyes, blonde hair, very fit frame, stunningly gorgeous! We hugged when I entered the room and I still expected to feel nervous at this point. The nerves had shown up a little, but more so hoping that I wasn't missing anything since I was so inexperienced at this. My girlfriend has been with other women before, but everything about this was so new for me, it was like dancing the salsa and wondering when the music was going to play.

We sat on the couch and chatted for a while. As I said, we hit it off! The lust was there, but we were also becoming friends and we had a ton in common. Past weekend plans were talked about, past experiences, expectations, and a few other things were brushed on. We would change positions now and again and eased closer to each other all while I'm wondering "Do I make the first move??"

Finally she suddenly says, "Can I kiss you?" I smiled really big because this is the moment I was waiting for and so nervous about. "Yes, you can kiss me." We both leaned in and our lips met in the middle. Fireworks shot off and every nervous feel I ever had in my life melted away. My hands wandered around her body, her face, her arms, our bodies finding what was comfortable.

I had never felt something so natural in my whole life! The kissing, the feeling, it didn't feel any sort of wrong, it felt like I had been doing this for years. I ended up on top of her with her back arched on the couch. My lips moved all around her neck and upper chest, I pressed her body into mine and nibbled around her shirt line. She was enjoying it a lot and told me I was welcome to explore anything I wanted.

With her ankle injury, I thought she would be more comfortable on the bed, so I suggested a move. We were kissing as I moved her backwards, then I didn't want to cause her pain, so I lifted her up by her upper thighs and carried her the rest of the way to the bed with her legs wrapped around me.

She was impressed I was that strong, and I have to admit that I was very proud of that moment. I helped her with her shirt off and her body was amazing!! Abs for days, great C cup tits, hard nipples, she was a dream, and all mine in that moment....