The Night Visitor by Clee
Please do not read this story if you are under 18. This story is a product of the author's imagination, any resemblance to actual people is purely coincidental.
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The Night Visitor Part 1
"Hey Minsoo, I think I found the perfect place. Come check this out." My husband Greg was sitting on the living room floor at the coffee table with his laptop open. He had been searching for a long weekend getaway this past summer in place of a full-on vacation since that's off the table this year.
"Let me see," I sat down next to him to have a look.
"Remember that dome hotel in Thailand we saw on TV? Something similar opened here in Washington." A few months earlier we had seen a segment on the Travel Channel about a resort in the jungle in Thailand made up several giant bubbles for hotel rooms. Imagine an igloo, but much larger and completely transparent except for a bathroom added onto the side.
"That looks amazing!" I was so excited at the prospect of staying in one. Greg is an attorney and has been wrapped up in a big corporate case for three years. His work along with the pandemic has severely curtailed our travel recently. I'm a high school math teacher, so summer was the perfect time for our quick trip.
The dome resort that Greg found is in the Cascades, about two and a half hours from our condo in downtown Seattle. Perfect. I kissed him on the cheek as he booked three nights for us, then he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into the warmth of his sweatshirt-covered chest.
Greg and I are complete opposites who compliment each other perfectly. He's six four with black curly hair and a sexy beard, I'm a little Korean guy, five seven and somewhat bookish with straight black hair and glasses. My students often say I look like one of them although I'm 35.
My parents immigrated to Seattle from Deagu, South Korea when I was in middle school. Once I was safely away at college in California, I came out to them. Being typically conservative Koreans, they were understandably horrified for the first few years. Then I met Greg. My mother fell in love with him right away; this big, outgoing, handsome white guy with green eyes. Once they found out what he does for a living, they practically bought me a wedding dress. "Our mere school teacher of a son snagged a powerful lawyer, there is a God!" I'm confident that they would have loved Greg no matter what, but his success certainly helped.
The weekend of our getaway arrived quickly and before I knew it, we were on our way, winding through the mountains. It felt like we were leaving all of the stress accumulated over the last few months in the city behind us as we entered another world of giant peaks and endless forest. Finally, we rounded a corner and saw the resort, several giant domes scattered on a forested hill behind a big main building.
"Isn't this incredible?" Greg hadn't sounded this excited about anything in so long, I knew this was going to be good for both of us. He grabbed my hand and rubbed it gently as we pulled into the parking lot. "Yeah, I'm so glad you found this place, we're so far from the city and...just everything." I really was at a loss for words and was grinning from ear to ear.
We checked in and were shown the way to our dome. Upon entering, it was immediately apparent that they are positioned in such a way that you can't see your neighbors. We were in a small clearing with a mountain rising behind us on one side, and a valley below us on the other. The placement of the dome gave the illusion that we were alone in the middle of the forest. It was just beautiful.
After a quick shower, we headed down to the main building for dinner. Although the tables were spread out a little more than usual, we both marvelled at how normal the experience felt. It was so nice to be out of the city with all of its rules. We shared a bottle of wine over dinner and talked about nothing, it was enough to just be together with no responsibilities for a few days.
By the time we made our way back, night had fallen. Aside from a the almost full moon and a few dim foot lights placed along the stone path, we were surrounded by darkness. Upon entering dome, Greg pulled me close to him and bent his face down, kissing me deeply in the dark. I melted into his arms, enjoying his warmth and his scent. Due to the stress of the previous few months, we had been lacking in the passion department. It felt so good to have the old Greg back.
We quickly shed our clothes as the wine we drank and the exotic location made us feel an urgency we hadn't in quite a while. We stood together kissing naked in the darkness, Greg's big, cut erection rubbing against my stomach. He gently tugged at my nipples as I knelt down to lick the tip of his swollen head, tasting the pearl of precum that waited for me. After savoring the salty fluid, I began to draw him into my mouth and he gasped, "That feels so good, damn Babe...so good."
As I sucked him, I ran my hands all over his hairy torso and down into his thick curly pubes. He gently began to thrust more deeply, his insistent cock trying to gain access to my throat with its velvety tightness. I held his heavy balls in my hand as I began to deepthroat him, my nose finally pressing into his dense pubic hair. I inhaled his scent, known only to me. He was getting close, so he pulled his penis out of my mouth and pushed me back onto the bed, leaning over me and showering me with kisses all over my face and neck. I began to moan as he moved to my nipples, sucking each one in turn as they grew into hard little nubs. He was driving me crazy as he continued his journey downward, kissing my tummy and finally arriving at my rock-hard uncut cock, jutting upwards from the straight black hair surrounding its base. He lovingly took the tip into his mouth, sliding his tongue under my tight foreskin and tasting the precum that gathered there. I inhaled quickly as he slid his lips down, my skin rolling back with them, exposing my pink head as he took all of me into his mouth. He continued to work my nipples with his fingers as he sucked. I was afraid that I would cum right away, so I begged him to stop.
Greg folded my legs up and continued his journey downward, licking my smooth balls, crotch and finally my little hairless hole. It had been so long...too long...since I had felt this pleasure. I was moaning loudly as I pulled him back up to my face so I could kiss him. "I want you now Babe, I can't wait. Please put it in me."
He grabbed our bottle of lube out of the small travel bag that was laying on the bed and began applying it generously to his now engorged cock. Then he began rubbing my hole with his slick finger and slowly sliding it into me. "How's that Babe, feel okay? You're so tight." He was hovering over me, smiling.
"It's so good, I want you Babe," I was rubbing my nipples as he fingered me, the anticipation of what was to come making me hotter and hotter. Finally, Greg positioned himself between my legs and placed his fat, pink head at my opening, pushing slowly as I opened up for him. I felt myself expanding as his head entered, then his long, thick shaft. He knelt before me with his hands on my knees, watching himself disappear inside as he pushed deeper. At last I felt his bushy pubic hair against my crotch. He was all the way in, his heavy balls resting on my ass. He stopped and looked up at me with his mouth open and a look of wonder on his face. I gazed at his body in the dim moonlight, my hairy satyr enjoying being imbedded in my tight warmth. Opposites attract, and we couldn't be more different. We were made for each other.
"Does it feel good Babe?" I whispered, staring back at him as he stayed in place fully inside me.
"It's incredible," he said breathlessly, "You're incredible."
When we first got together, we did some measuring out of curiosity. Due to our size difference and his endowment, when Greg is all the way inside me his penis reaches beyond my belly button. On this night I could really feel it. He leaned down over me and instinctively pushed with his hips, his cock trying to root into me as deeply as possible.
Finally, he began to thrust. Slowly at first, then gradually picking up the pace as he leaned down to kiss me over and over, our tongues battling as our bodies moved together. I put my arms around him and ran them along his hairy ass, now starting to sweat from exertion as our lovemaking became more intense.
Greg wrapped his arms around my torso and began to lift me, so I put my legs around him, grabbing his waist tightly. He picked me up easily and stood, impaling me completely and taking my breath away as I buried my face in his shoulder. He held me tightly to him, his hairy chest rubbing up against me as I grunted with each deep thrust.
"Look up Babe, look at the stars," he whispered into my ear. I looked up and saw a million bright stars scattered across the black sky, more stars than we could ever see in the city. It felt like I had gone to some far away planet; being held by my strong man while he loved me with everything he had, under this magical, starry sky.
"I love you," I said breathlessly, holding on to his sweaty shoulders with all my might.
"I love you too," he replied as we made our way back to the bed. He placed me on my back and stayed on top of me, thrusting quickly now. I could feel how hard he was, harder than I could ever remember.
"I'm gonna cum in you," he said, his face over mine, staring directly into my eyes. "Do you want that?"
"Yeah, I want it. I want it so bad," I could barely speak, he was pounding me so hard.
"Tell me what you want Babe, tell me and I'll give it to you." I could feel him getting thicker inside me, expanding as his orgasm grew closer.
"I want your cum. I want your cum inside me."
These words sent him over the edge. He grunted, "Cumming for you Babe, cumming inside you," and with one final, deep thrust, I felt him as he ejaculated deeply into me, his cock pumping over and over.
As he came, I reached between us and grabbed my now precum-soaked cock and gave it just a few tugs. My orgasm came quickly and urgently as I sprayed both of us, my pent-up passion finally finding its release.
Finally, just as our orgasms subsided, Greg drew his knees up next to me, laying on top of me as his erection subsided, gradually sliding. As he kissed me gently, I saw a movement out of the corner of my eye. It lasted for just a quick second, something dark and fast, moving in the dense undergrowth outside of our dome. Was someone spying on us?
After our lovemaking, we shared a relaxing hot shower before collapsing in the big bed together. I laid my head on Greg's chest, playing with the thick hair that grew all over him. "I think it's windy, the bushes are moving around," he said suddenly, breaking the silence.
A chill ran up my spine as I followed his gaze, directly to the same spot I had noticed earlier. "The bushes are moving, but the trees aren't."
"Probably a deer or something," he mumbled absentmindedly as he put his arms around me and quickly fell asleep.
I stared at the spot for several minutes, hoping to see whatever had witnessed our activities. Gradually my exhaustion got the better of me and I drifted off to sleep.
End of part one
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