12 comments/ 50376 views/ 13 favorites A Night at the Manor Hotel By: JonfromEssex It had been a long hard day and Jon was glad to see the sign at the entrance to the hotel he was booked into for the night, appear in the beam of his headlights. The day of meetings had been tiring but with the signed contracts in his case for the large project that would keep the company afloat for a good few months to come gave him a great sense of relief. He needed a shower, a drink and to just crash out for a few hours. Swinging to a holt in a parking space, he looked at the hotel façade. Not too shabby for once he thought and made a mental note to thank his secretary for her choice in his accommodation. The building was not too large & with an interesting style. Not a sterile block of the motorway services motels he usually was allocated. Climbing out of the warm car into the cold evening air he grabbed his overnight bag and headed for the entrance door. The lobby looked to promise good things for the rest of the hotel with a nice style of décor, modern but in keeping with the architecture. A couple of lift doors were directly in front guarded by a large potted plant each side. To the right was the entrance to the hotel bar, restaurant & function room. On the right was the reception desk which appeared to be unmanned. Jon approached the counter, setting his bag on the floor by his feet. Looking around for someone to help him he notices the small brass bell and he reached forward to drop his hand on the plunger, but froze just before he made contact. His move forward had increased his view over the counter just enough to see it was being attended after all. Leaving forward for a better look, Jon held his breath. Kneeling on the floor facing away from him rummaging in the bottom of a cupboard was the Receptionist. At least that's who he assumed it was. All he could see for now was the most perfect backside he had ever seen. The black skirt stretched tight across the curves just enhanced the appeal. There was no VPL and Jon mused for a second that she must be wearing a thong or even less. A pair of feet in patent black heels protruded back in his direction. Jon glanced around but the reception area was deserted, so he continued to enjoy the view for a few more seconds. He suddenly remembered to breath and as air entered his lungs he gave out a little cough. The cute bottom jerked, followed by a bump as the Receptionist bumped her head on the cupboard shelf in surprise. Flustered she rose to her feet tugging at her skirt with one hand and rubbing the back of her head with the other as she turned around. "I'm sorry I did not mean to startle you." Jon began to apologise but his words quickly dried in his throat. Before him was what could only be described as his perfect dream woman. She stood a little shorter than him, maybe 5' 7" in her heel. The curve of her hips was testament to her slim figure which from the front was just as amazing as the rear that he had already studied in detail. The crisp blouse had the top two buttons undone, still professional but giving a hint of the lightly tanned skin below. The white material was just thin enough to show a trace of a lace bra underneath. Her face was very pretty, a sweet mouth with pink lipstick, cute nose & the most amazing eyes. All this framed in gorgeous blond hair which fell in soft waves to her shoulders. "Oh, I did know know you were there, you made me jump!" she replied still rubbing her head, "Erm Oh sorry please excuse me Sir, Welcome to the Manor Hotel, How can I help you?" she asked recovering her professional stance & a wide smile. "Hi My name is Jon Peters; I believe you should have a reservation for me." "Thank you Sir, let me just check that for you." And she taped away briefly with her manicured fingertips on a keyboard under the counter. "Are you here for the conference?" She asked. "No just passing through for one night." "Ok, well it's a good job you booked as the hotel is very full with an Agricultural Machinery Conference" As if on cue two guys talking loudly bust through the door and headed for the lifts staggering a little with the effects of too many beers. Jon raised an eye brow and the receptionist gave a sheepish grin. "Well due to all the conference delegates, I'm sorry but we won't be able to give you the room you booked for tonight. However we do have a room available that you can have on the top floor. We won't charge you any more as its empty but it is larger than our standard rooms so I hope that won't be a problem. It's called the Britannia Suite." "Well as long is I have a bed & a shower Id be happy with a broom cupboard, so I'm sure I can slum it in a Suite for one night" A few more taps on the hidden keyboard & a printer stuttered into life spitting out a sheet of paper with his details which she handed over for him to sign along with a key card. "My name is Emily by the way." As she pointed to the little gold badge pinned just over her left breast. "I will be here most of the evening if you need anything." "Thank you Emily that's most kind. If I think of anything you will be the first to know." She directed Jon over to the lifts with instructions to turn left at the top floor. He turned round in the lift car and reach for the top button. Looking back to the desk Jon caught her watching him, biting her lower lip. He gave her a smile and a little wave which made her blush slightly as the doors closed. With a clunk the key card released the door and Jon stepped into the Britannia Suite & turn on the light. Yes it was suite, just, reminding himself that this was a country hotel in rural Essex & not the Dorchester. Like the reception area the room was clean and tastefully decorated with cream fabrics & light wood furniture. The bed, still modern in style added a touch of luxury with its four poster frame and simple canopy. A sitting area off to the side included a pair of cream leather sofas & a low coffee table. Opening a door Jon found the bathroom and as expected contained luxury fittings including a Jacuzzi bath and a large walk in shower behind a full height glazed screen. Jon dropped his overnight bag at the end of the bed and rubbed the back of his neck, he felt a little weary but not too tired and decided on a quick shower to freshen up before going hunting for a bite to eat. Slipping off his suit jacket he rummaged in the case for his wash kit. He undid the belt buckle at his waist, undid the button & zip to let the trousers pool around his ankles. Bending down in just his unbuttoned shirt & black tight trunks he caught a glimpse of himself in a mirror. With a cringe he whipped off his socks, not a good look for a guy, semi naked but still in socks! He chuckled to himself as he headed to the bathroom. Not as though anyone else can see he thought to himself. The powerful shower soon drenched his body, & the rich creamy shower gel massaged into his skin soon relieved some of the tiredness of the day. He did not claim to be a muscle man by any stretch of the imagination but at 46 he was still in reasonable shape. 5' 11" and weighing around 160lbs he was athletic in build with still the remains of a fading tan. No six pack abs, but not too much middle age spread either. The soap bubbles drifted down his chest & legs to be rinsed away by the warm water. His average size cock hung down between his legs with a small crown of trimmed hairs surrounding its base. An extra squirt of shower gel and it felt slick in his grasp. Jon was tempted to lean back and have a little stroke but before the blood filled his rod too much decided the emptiness in his belly needed to be satisfied first. Finishing soaping his crotch and smoothing soap over his shaved scrotum Jon turned in the shower for a final drenching before turning off the taps & reaching for a large fluffy towel. Ten minutes later, shaved and feeling fresh wearing a clean blue shirt & simple black jeans Jon desended in the lift to the lobby. Turning to the reception desk ready to give the lovely Emily the receptionist a smile he was disappointed to see a large guy in his late 50s manning the desk. With an inward sigh Jon headed into the bar wincing at the wall of sound that assaulted his ears from the crowd of semi intoxicated delegates from the conference. Fighting his way to the bar Jon waited to be served by the harassed barman who was facing a barrage of orders from too many people. He was about to give up when he scented movement beside him, but before he turned his head he inhaled subtle exotic fresh perfume of which he had to take a second breath. "Oh Hello again" It was Emily smiling back at him with a cheeky grin on her face. "I'm so sorry it's so busy in here tonight, can I help you at all?" "Well I was just looking for a couple of beers & maybe a chicken sandwich but it looks like I will be out of luck at this rate." At that moment Emily was nudged by the rowdy crowd behind her and had to take half a step forward to avoid falling. She stopped mere inches from Jon and put her hand out onto his firm chest to steady herself. "Oh, sorry again!" she exclaimed blushing deeply. "Please don't apologise on my account." He replied giving her another wide smile causing her to blush even deeper. "Listen it's crazy in here, but if you don't mind waiting a few minutes I will make you a sandwich myself & if bottled beers are ok I can bring them up to you as room service?" "I don't want to cause you any trouble but if you don't mind that would be perfect." "I'm due a break soon anyway so I can take that after I deliver to your room." "Well in that case can you change the bottle to white wine, if that suits you and bring two glasses?" "Err um well I'm not supposed to do that sort of thing with guests Sir" she stammered looking around nervously. "Ok It's your choice but the offer is there. If you would like a glass of wine with me Id be honoured to share your company, but of course I don't want you to get into any trouble. And please call me Jon" "Give me fifteen minutes and I will deliver your order Sir, I mean Jon. I will have to think about the wine & who says I don't like trouble!" With a sparkle in her eye she ducked behind the bar & vanished into the kitchen leaving Jon with a passing view of her sexy bum wiggling in her tight skirt. Back In his room Jon quickly stuffed his dirty shirt from earlier into his case & checked everything was tidy. Turning on the headboard radio, intending to find the current news, all that he found was hotel wall paper music so he turned the volume down to a low background level. Turning off the main overhead light but leaving the bedside lamps & desk lamp on the atmosphere became gently relaxed. With a sudden thought Jon realised that he had sub consciously set the room to seduction mode. What was he thinking! Emily would not really be interested in him, he had to be almost 15 years older than her, & he had no idea if she was married or had a boyfriend or, or or...His mind was spinning. She was only bringing his supper after all but that passing comment about possibly liking trouble stuck in his mind. He settled onto one of the sofas & tried to read a complimentry magazine but all he could hear was his watch ticking away the seconds and his heart pounding in his chest. Just as he began to relax there was a gentle knock, followed but a little voice announcing room service. Opening the door he was greeted by the lovely Emily holding a cloth covered tray with a delicious looking sandwich, bottle of a reasonable looking wine and, one glass. Jon hid his disappointment as best he could & stepped aside to allow her to enter the suite. As she passed by he could not help wondering if she had undone an extra button on her crisp white blouse as there was defiantly an extra inch or two of creamy cleavage on view. "Thank you for delivering the food and wine. Just put it on the coffee table by the sofas. Do I assume the one glass means you decided not to join me?" he enquired again trying to hide his disappointment. "Well as you asked so nicely, it would be rude not to accept" With a wink she revealed a second glass hidden by the cloth and under the tray! "In that case you had better take a seat and make yourself comfortable" he smiled indicating the nearest sofa. Putting the tray down, she sat down elegantly on the sofa, but then shrugged and flopped back comfortably into the soft leather upholstery. "Sorry, not very professional, but it's been a long hard day. Do you mind?" she enquired kicking off her killer high heels and resting her ankles on the coffee table. "Please make your self at home" said Jon pouring the wine into two glasses, passing her one before sitting on the opposite sofa. They chatted while they drank some of the wine & Jon ate his sandwich which was delicious & he had not realised just how hungry he was. As Jon reached forward to put the plate on the low table Emily pulled her stocking clad leg up close to her and began to rub her foot. "I love high heels but they do make my feet ache at the end of a long shift" The movement of her lower limbs had caused her tight pencil skirt to rise gently up her stunning thigh till the black lace at the top of her stocking peeked out from under the hem. Being a gentleman Jon tried not to stare too much but being a red blooded male, the more of this gorgeous woman he could see could only be a good thing! He shifted slightly in his seat and noticed that as she rubbed her toes, her knee had fallen to a lower angle, exposing more of her upper inner thighs to his gaze. A few inches of soft white skin was visible above the delicate hosiery before hidden in the shadows at the join of her thighs he caught a glimpse of a triangle of shear white fabric trimmed with fine black lace! "Is that better?" Jon snapped his eyes back to Emily's cute smiling face, and a flush of heat spread up the back of his neck. "Err...Um..." "The sandwich, was it ok?" "Oh yes thanks that just hit the spot, very tasty." He quickly recovered, but had licked his lips for a totally different reason. Their eyes locked deeply for a few seconds & he knew that he had been caught. Jon waited for the next few seconds to see how she would react, but she carried on squeezing her foot to try to relief the aches & pains. "I know it's probably not the right thing to say, but if you have some time still on your break, I've been told I give a reasonable foot rub if you are interested?" "Well as long as you don't tickle I'm sure that would help no end, but only if you are sure?" "I would not have offered if I did not want to" he said standing up and moving to sit on the same sofa. "Swing your feet up onto my lap and relax." Jon began to massage each foot in turn using a firm grip to work on her instep, pulling her toes and rubbing at the back of her heels. "MMM that feels good" she sighed wiggling lower on the settee. Her feet now rested on his lap against the top of his thighs. Her skirt had risen another inch higher answering another question. Defiantly very sexy hold up stockings with no sign of suspender straps. Jon's hands began to drift up onto her calf muscles alternating between firm massages to stimulate the firm toned muscles, and soft caresses which were light against the sheer silk. "I'm glad you find it relaxing, it's just a shame I can't do the full job properly." "Oh and do tell me what the full proper job would entail?" "Are well for that I would need some lotion or massage oils, at least a couple of hours of your time and..." he broke off. "And what?" "Well to be honest you are a little overdressed!" It was Emily's turn to feel warmth as a flush of colour spread from her cheeks, down her neck and onto her cleavage. She moved her foot and Jon felt the pressure as her toes pressed against his groin as she stretched out even more, raising her arms to pull her blouse tight across her pert breasts. Was that an accident or deliberate her surreptitious touch had an effect on his blood flow and his heart rate was busy pumping blood towards his manhood. Suddenly Emily swung her legs onto the floor and skipped to the bathroom. "Be right back" she chimed as the door closed. Unsure of what would happen next, Jon took the opportunity to adjust the growing lump at his groin. Don't get carried away he thought to himself, she will probably go back to work when she has freshened up in the bathroom. He topped up the wine glasses & thought he could hear Emily talking but it was too muffled to make out any words. He stood and smiled as she emerged from the bathroom a couple of minutes later. "Well two out of three is not too bad" she smiled & winked. Being a dumb male and like most of his gender was a little slow on the uptake. Before he could ask what she meant she continued. "My relief Receptionist has arrived and as I was on an extended shift already that's my work finished for the evening." The penny began to drop that maybe he could enjoy her company now for a little bit longer. She continued, "And as you are in this suite you benefit from the extended range of complimentary toiletries, and with that she threw a bottle of Jasmine scented body lotion across the room which thankfully he caught. "As you say, two out of three is not too bad but that still leaves No 3?" "Indeed, and I know I should not do this but I could really use a nice relaxing massage right now & Id love to see if you are as good as you say you are." With that she moved a hand to her hip & lowered the side zip on her skirt. With a cute wiggle & a couple of tugs the tailored skirt pooled around her feet! Jon held his breath as he took in the vision of beauty before him. The tails of her white blouse fluttered at the top of her legs, just hiding the tiny knickers he had glimpsed earlier. She then began to undo the blouse exposing a widening V of perfect cleavage. "You can watch if you like but a gentleman should avert his eyes when a lady is undressing." she chuckled. "Of course my lady" and with a gallant bow Jon tuned around, only to now find a mirror in his eye line perfectly positioned for him to continue with his viewing pleasure! Emily shrugged her blouse from her shoulders and it joined her skirt on the floor leaving her beautiful figure hidden only by the shear black hold ups and matching white lingerie, highlighted with the delicate black ribbon trim. Jon's manhood began its unstoppable rise and would soon become uncomfortable within the confines if his clothes. He gave a silent groan of appreciation as the Goddess in his room tuned and rolled first one then the other stocking down her shapely legs. If she could tell he was still watching she gave no indication as she stood upright and reaching between her shoulder blades unclasped the pretty bra and slid it down her slender arms. Jon held his breath again and feasted on the reflected image of her body. He was not an expert but estimated she was a size 32 B or maybe a C with firm upturned nipples. Tossing the bra onto a chair she glanced in his direction, turned with her back to him and then in one fluid movement bent at the waist to drop her tiny thong panties down to her ankles. She then quickly grabbed a white fluffy towel she had bought from the bathroom & wrapped it around herself. It was just long enough to cover her nipples and drop to skim the bottom of her firm bum cheeks. "One more second, I will just lie down on the bed. I assume that's where you want me?" The question hung in the air for a moment as Jon thought, Oh God yes that's just where I want you! Emily pulled the bed covers away just leaving the snow white bottom sheet. Sitting elegantly on the side of the bed, she unwrapped the towel and rolled onto her front, spreading the towel over her lower back, buttocks & thighs. Resting her head on her folded arms she confirmed she was ready. A Night at the Manor Hotel Jon approached the bed rolling the bottle of lotion in his hands to warm its contents. He kicked off his shoes & rolled up his sleeved and somehow managed to take off his socks using just his toes. "Well if you are comfortable I'm ready to begin. I will just adjust the towel a little. Do you prefer a firm or gentle massage?" "MMM well a bit of both." Emily purred As she spoke Jon folded the towel lower on her back, still covering curve of her butt cheeks while exposing most of her spine & the sexy little dimples on each side of her lower back. The lower edge of the towel was then raised & folded over to expose most of her supple thighs. Jon watched as her knees rubbed gently together giving her a vulnerable appeal. Pouring a puddle of the oily lotion onto his palm Jon worked the liquid into his hands before resting them gently on her shoulders. "Ok now just relax and you will soon forget all the stresses of the day". He felt her tense slightly to his initial touch but as his hands and fingers began to work on her upper back and shoulders she sighed a little and settled into the bed. Emily began to relax & was starting to enjoy the strong fingers stroking her body. The lotion was warm from his hands and his touch glided across her tanned skin. Firm one minute working deep muscles and the next caressing the surface like light feathers. The massage moved to her arms which Jon moved to her sides stroking the sensitive skin on her inner wrists and at the crook of the elbow. Even her hands & fingers did not get missed out. Jon's talented hands then settled on either side of her waist just above her hips & began to slowly massage up each flank. Emily gave a small appreciative groan as his finger tips just brushed the side of each breast as he moved past. Adjusting his position still at her side but now facing her feet he spread more lotion onto her glistening back and worked down her spine till his fingers just dipped below the top edge of the towel. As he did so her back ached down pushing her tight bum up to meet his touch. Moving off the bed completely, Jon moved to the end of the four poster and applied more lotion to his hands before taking her left foot in hand. Again his fingers manipulated the soft skin, massaging away more strains. After giving the other foot similar treatment, Jon's lotioned hands gently grasped each ankle and shuffled her legs apart a few inches, separating her long limbs till they met just under the towel. With a firm stroke his hands rose up the back of each calf before descending back down. He repeated this motion over and over raising an inch or two further up her legs with each sweep. To Emily his touch was magical and she was feeling so relaxed, like floating on a cloud. She could also feel a tingling in her belly which she knew was her growing arousal. As he continued to massage her legs the gap between them grew steadily wider, opening the view from her feet. Soon the passage of his hands had risen to run from the back of her knees to almost the edge of the towel covering her cute bottom. His oiled palms spread wide, with the thumbs working their way tantalisingly up her inner thigh. Emily gave another moan of pleasure as his fingers drifted under the fluffy white covering to just touch the curve of her bum cheeks before retreating. Jon continued this pleasurable torture for a few more minutes gradually nudging the towel further up with each touch. With a deep sigh, Emily flexed her shoulders and without looking back, pulled the towel off and onto the floor. "I don't think we really need this anymore do you?" She whispered. Jon took a moment to admire the perfect globes of the finest arse he had ever seen. If things could get any better, Emily shifted the position of her legs so her knees were at least a foot apart, fully exposing herself to his viewing pleasure! "I think however you are defiantly overdressed so you need to correct that if you want to continue the massage." Without taking his eyes off her, Jon quickly unbuttoned his shirt & dropped it to the floor. He fumbled the belt buckle before his trousers were finally loose & kicked from his feet. Dressed in only his fitted black trunks he debated whether to remove them. The hard lump of his manhood was clear to be seen but exposing it would be the last point of no return. Knowing he might never get another change he slid them over his muscular thighs. His penis bobbed about perpendicular to his body as it was freed from its confines. Jon threw the discarded shorts to the side of the bed, where Emily through half closed eyes saw them land. "MMM now that's much more comfortable isn't it?" Jon did not reply. Instead he knelt back on the bed between her feet and eased her legs a fraction more apart. Emily's reaction was to ease her knees up the bed slightly & roll her hips forward, causing her bum to rise up & the cheeks to spread. Jon just drank in the exquisite site. Her toned creamy arse framed her butt crack along which Jon traced his eyes. Across the secret puckered star of her tight anus and onto the sweet lips of her sweet pussy. Jon could not help licking his lips again and knew he would have to taste her there very soon. Applying a generous load of lotion from the diminishing supply to his hands he ran them again up her upper thighs but this time his thumbs tease the sensitive skin at the top of each leg right next to her glistening pussy lips. His hands continued on up onto her bum and gently squeezed the sexy curves. His grip pulled lightly at her skin, causing the moist petals of her pussy lips to separate and reveal the succulent pink delicacy inside. His cock got even harder; if that was possible, at that vision and a pearl of pre cum emerge from the slit on the end and dribbled down to lubricate his foreskin. Drizzling more massage lotion over her exposed buttocks, Jon moved forward and lowered his head to plant a soft kiss at the very base of her spine. Her bum wiggled in appreciation just before it was pressed down by Jon's chest. Pushing with his feet & knees he used his body to slide up over her back. His nipples scored across her cute bum, & up her slender back. Jon cupped his hands onto her shoulders to steady them both as his abs rested where he had kissed seconds before. Brushing her blond wavy hair aside he kissed her neck, just at the hair line, before sliding back down to repeat the sensual body to body massage three or four times. Emily felt like she has died and gone to heaven. The feel of his hard hot body against hers was so erotic & she could feel her body respond. Her nipples were drilling into the sheet beneath her and she could feel the juices collecting in her virgina building and starting to trickle over her engorged clit. Jon moved his hand to grasp her hair pulling her head to one side gently exposing more of her slender neck, she had a flash image of a vampire in an old movie defiling a young virgin & although she could not claim that title she wanted his mouth on her neck. On the next climb up her body as his lips connected with the skin just below her ear she felt his cock for the first time as is folded down and slid up the cleft of her bum crack. Jon maintained the position but rocked his hips gently, not making any effort to penetrate her, but just relishing in the feel of her intimate parts rubbing so close against his shaft. He could feel the pressure building in his nuts and knew he had to change things around or he would blow his load way too early. Moving off her he gave her exposed bum a playful slap. "Ok you Sexy Wench, time to roll over!" Emily paused, suddenly coy again for a moment before the lust running through her body returned her courage. With a graceful move Emily rolled over onto her back and lay exposed with her long legs our straight, one arm draped across her breasts, and the other hand covering her pubic mound. Jon stood beside the bed as Emily studied his naked form for the first time. He wished he was younger, fitter, more toned, (bigger?) but the twinkle in Emily's eyes indicated that she was not too disappointed with his physique. "I can't massage your front if you keep your hands there." With that she raised them so each hand laid on the pillow each side of her head. Her face was framed in her soft bold hair and her green eyes danced with desire. Her cute nose was just perfect and her glossed pink bottom lip was being chewed seductivly between bright white teeth. Her chest moved with breathing slightly faster than normal causing her beautiful breasts to rise and fall. They sat firm on he body with hard pink nipples which just screamed 'suck me'! All this Jon took in to savour the picture in his heart & mind for ever. His eyes were drawn even lower to scan across her flat toned belly with its little sculpted naval, before settling on the V at the join of her thighs. The smooth hairless skin, only a shade paler then the rest of her light tanned body, hinted at a tiny bikini worn on an earlier holiday but that only enhanced the sexiness of her womanhood. The top of her slit was unobscured by all trace of pubic hairs & the absence of any tell tale stubble indicated a recent shave or waxing. "Are you going to stand there all night or do you intend to finish my massage?" Emily asked making matters worse but reaching out to circle his cock in her hand to give it a single squeeze. Jon climbed onto the bed straddling her thighs but keeping his weight on his knees. His bum rested gently just above her knees. More lotion and he hoped the bottle would last, his hands moved from her hips, up her sides skirting the edges of her breasts before joining together at her neck. The return trip had his hands slide down between her upturned tits over her flat stomach to stop an inch from her pussy. Jon continued this for a few minutes but each time touching more and more of her breasts but still avoiding her nipples. As he worked her body his cock was straining as blood drained from the rest of his body to fill his member. His shaved scrotum had been bounding against her pussy lips as he reached back and forth and as more pre cum began to drip from the end a silvery trail was drawn on her lower belly. With the next massage of her body Jon's hands adjusted their path and drifted slowly down directly over her tits, catching her firm nipples between his fingers and holding them for a second or two. "God, I'm so turned on!" she gasped "what are you doing to me?" "He He" Jon chuckled, "if you liked what I've done so far you are going to love what I'm going to do next!" With that he moved down onto the bed and pushed her thighs wide. Her pussy lips peeled apart as Jon lowered his head to kiss and lick her inner thigh six inches above the knee. Emily giggled at the feeling but the slight tickling sensation travelled up her leg straight to her clit. Jon moved forward till his breath spread over her soft exposed pussy & he blew gently across the moist folds. Emily's thighs spread slightly wider welcoming his advance. With the tip of his tongue Jon licked up the sensitive skin on each side of her opening, tantalisingly close. He took a deep breath savouring the slight aroma of her arousal. After a brief pause he stretched out his tongue to touch directly on the little pink clit, peeking form its protective hood. Emily jerked at the touch but her hands fell to the back of Jon's head pulling him closer. Jon needed no more invitation & began to lick, kiss nibble & suck her tasty pussy. His tongue swirled around the succulent folds, tracing the shape of letters to write words of erotic poetry. Her hips pushed up to meet his mouth & her nectar flowed steadily across his lips. Her breathing became more ragged and her fingers clawed at his hair driving his tongue deeper & his nose against her pleasure button. "Oh God yes...mmm oh...oh...oh just there don't stop mmmm YES YES YES!!! With that juices flooded against Jon's face & he sucked & licked with abandon not wanting to loose a single drop. Emily's thighs clamped hard around his ears, deafening his hearing too her cries of ecstasy. Her legs shook as a full orgasm coursed through her body. After half a minute she began to relax & slumped back onto the bed, her knees falling wide to display her pussy, which pulsed with the after effects of her climax & glistened with her juices. "I don't know if I can take any....." She began to say but her words were cut off as Jon fell upon her giving her a deep passionate kiss. Their tongues wrestled in each others mouths & Emily could taste herself on his tongue. Pulling away Jon looked deep into her eyes. "We are not quite finished yet my Love". With that he rolled her onto her front again & pulled at her hips. Rising up onto her knees with her head & chest still on the bed, Jon's heart missed a beat at the gorgeous sight before him. The most perfect bum just inches from him spread wide, her womanhood open and vulnerable to him. Her pussy running with her secretions had dribbled down to coat her anus & he could not resist sliding his finger across her rear hole, pushing slightly against its resistance as he passed over. His cock was painfully hard for her and her purrs of pleasure at his touch spurred him on. Reaching over her back, rubbing his erection against the cleft of her buttocks he grabbed his walled off the bedside table. His cards spilled onto the floor as he pulled out the foil wrapper & ripped it open with his teeth. Even at the height of passion he did not want to raise any issues. He had had the snip years ago so pregnancy did not worry him, but he wanted her to feel safe even at the point where she was at his mercy. Rolling the latex sheath over his bulging head & down the shaft, un-rolling more than he could remember previously, he rested his hands on her hips. If she had said stop now he would have complied however difficult, but Emily arched her back a little more, raising her opening to him. His cock throbbed and bounced horizontally from his groin. Moving his hips forward the end nudged directly against her opening. As he eased forward she rocked back and his length slid deep into her warm wet tight virgina. As his short pubic hairs came to rest against her bum he held still for a few moments enjoying the feeling of being buried deep inside this beautiful angel. Her internal muscles gripped his size & rippled along his length. Jon could stay here & die a happy man. The sensation was out of this world & he wanted the moment to last for even. Emily wiggled her bum slightly indicating she wanted more. Jon eased back till just the bulge at the end of his cock was held at her opening & thrust forward hard till he bottomed out inside her, his balls swinging to slap against her. With a groan of pleasure from below he repeated the move, again and again setting up a steady rhythm as he impaled her over and over. His fingers dug deep into her hips pulling her harder & deeper onto himself. However much he wanted to make love to this girl, his passion had got the animal inside him wide awake as he began to fuck her hard. There thighs slapped together with each impact and their mating became more vocal with each passing second. Jon leaned back his cock pushed out in front and put his hands behind himself to catch his breath. As he held this pose Emily did not pause, and continued to fuck back against him, using his dick to pleasure herself. She reached back to rub her own clit with her fingers increasing her own tingling sensations. Seeing this Jon redoubled his efforts and began driving hard into her again, after a couple of dozen strokes he knew he could not last much longer. Her hand still rubbed at her clit and also stroked against his balls with each thrust. They were both breathing hard and suddenly Emily froze then shuddered hard, gasping for air as her second orgasm of the evening overtook her body. Her vision exploded into stars & every nerve ending in her body danced with delight. Juices dripped down the back of her thighs .The grip of her pussy squeezed hard on the meat that Jon was forcing in and out of her velvet tunnel causing Jon to also tip over the edge. The unstoppable feeling started in his belly & rapidly moved to his balls. The cum inside them began to boil and the pressure forced his gift for her up his hard shaft like the bullets in a rifle. At the last second Jon pulled out of her pussy and ripped off the condom. Rope after rope of white hot salty cum splashed against her buttocks and arched up across her slender back. He could not recall cumming so hard before and as the final pump deposited a load right against her anus he knew this was the best sexual experience he had ever had. He collapsed forward onto her, and they fell onto their sides into a spoons position. His softening penis nestled against her backside and the stickiness on her back rubbed into his stomach and chest. "Oh WOW, that was quite something!" she murmured. "You will have to give me a minute or two to recover from that!" Jon snuggled up even closer behind her, kissing her neck gently and resting a protective arm around her. His hand falling naturally onto her breast...... --------------------------------- xxx ------------------------------ Jon awoke to the feel of sunlight piercing the thin gap between the curtains. As his foggy brain clambered back into consciousness. Memories of the night before returned. Lying on his back he opened his eyes, turning his head to see the empty pillow next to him. Had it all been a dream? As he became more aware of his surroundings he could detect a soft tickling sensation on his groin. Lifting the sheet and coming wide awake he found a head with soft long blond hair laying in his lap and realised that his morning woody felt especially good as it was being leisurely sucked and licked by the tender mouth he has kissed the night before! Sensing he was awake Emily looked up his naked body. Her wide eyes looking so cute and sexy. "Morning Lover, I hope you slept well? I did not get a change to do this last night and I could not let you go without tasting your cock properly." With that she lowered her head and took his erection through her lips across her tongue and deep into her throat without any gag. Jon dropped his head back onto the pillow and laid back to enjoy the sensations, and made another mental note to thank his secretary for booking the Manor Hotel. Should I carry on with another Chapter???