0 comments/ 20679 views/ 0 favorites He-She: Our First Encounter By: lilblonde I wrote this story as a celebration and reminder of the exciting four days I spent with a very special man. He taught me many things about love and he will always hold a special place in my heart. Love, Brianna Day One of…. "Our First Encounter" As the car swung into the parking lot at the motel Brianna relaxed her nervous grip on the steering wheel. She looked at her watch and smiled. She had plenty of time to prepare for Mitch's welcome. He wouldn't be arriving for over an hour. She would place the vanilla scented candles near the bed, their gentle aroma just the right touch for a sense of the pleasures to come. She would quickly shower and change into her white suit. He would see just a hint of the purple velvet teddie peeking between the lapels of the jacket. Brianna felt the moisture creeping into her red satin panties as she thought about Mitch removing her jacket. She swung her slender legs out of the car, started to unlock the trunk to retrieve her bags, then thought perhaps she should wait until she found out where the room was. It could be on the other side of the building. She might want to move the car closer to the room. Brianna walked up to the front desk. "I'm Brianna St.Claire. Mitch Taylor said there would be a key waiting for me," she told the desk clerk. "Oh yes, Miss St. Claire. Mr. Taylor has been expecting you," the clerk smiled, what seemed to be a knowing smile. "He's here?" Brianna's voice shook with the question. Oh my, she thought she had plenty of time to prepare, to calm down, to be ready for him. The time was here, now, only moments away… she would meet the tall, dark haired stranger she had come to love. The clerk smiled kindly at Brianna sensing her excitement. "Yes, Miss, he's been here for almost an hour," she replied. "He's early…He made very good time," Brianna managed to stammer. Her throat tightening from the nervousness which had managed to consume her thoughts over the past hour as she traveled to meet her lover for the first time. The clerk handed Brianna her keycard and told her the room was about halfway down the main hall on the left. As Brianna looked down the hall, she noticed a man step out of a room on the left side of the main hall. Their eyes met down the expanse of the hallway. An excited tremor ran down Brianna's spine. It was him. It was Mitch. She knew it, sensed it. He would recognize her from the picture she had sent him, taken on Thanksgiving Day. But she had never seen him yet. All of her senses told her it was Mitch. She stood frozen at the desk watching as he walked toward the pool area and sat down at a table. She smiled and thought to herself, Feet don't fail me now! She began walking down the hall toward their room. As she neared the place where he was sitting, she could feel his eyes on her, drinking in every move she made, watching her nervously finger her blonde curls. She could read the plea in his eyes. Your safe, it's me love, don't run away. Their eyes held each other as she drew closer. She knew those big brown eyes. They spoke to her all the words of love he had given voice to over the months they had conversed. A few more steps and she would walk past him. What should she do? Should she keep walking and see if he said anything? What if it wasn't Mitch? What if she said something and it wasn't Mitch?. Did she have the courage to possibly make a fool of herself? So many questions were racing through her mind. His eyes told her he sensed her nervous dilemma. He turned toward her in his chair, his smile so illuminating she was about to melt right there. "Would you like some help bringing your bags in, Brianna?" he asked. "Mitch?" she whispered shyly. Her smile filling the room with warm sunshine. "Hi Love!" he softly responded as he rose from the chair. His voice sounded so reassuring as he whispered their special greeting. "I left my things in the car so I could check to see how close I was parked to the room," she mumbled as she stood there drinking in the site of him. Relishing in the nearness, her heart nearly pounded out of her chest. "Let's go move your car. There's a spot next to my truck, right outside the door to our room," he said as he gently took her hand in his. He told her about his long, anxious drive rushing to meet her, as they moved her car. Once inside their room, he set the bags down and slowly pulled her into his arms. "Now we can have a proper greeting," he whispered as his lips descended on hers. Her arms encircled his strong, broad shoulders. One hand splayed through his thick brown hair. His hands played over her breasts, molding the soft gray sweater to her body. She could feel every shiny bead on the sweater pressing into her skin. His tongue pressed through her lips, exploring the warm recesses of her mouth. Their tongues danced and played with each others. His hands slid down to her ass. He pulled her against him, pressing his erection into her. Their kiss deepened, their tongues dueling as their desire grew almost out of control. Mitch started walking them toward the bed as they continued kissing and caressing each other. He pulled her down on top of him as she softly moaned into his mouth. His hands explored her body. They whispered words of love to each other while their hands slowly memorized every contour of each other's still fully clothed body. Mitch broke their kiss and stood up. "I'm burning up. I have to get rid of these clothes. I hope you don't mind," he chuckled. How she loved his wickedly sexy laugh which he knew drove her crazy. "Let me help you," she responded as she rose to her knees and pushed his shorts down. His erection sprang from his shorts. She could feel the color rise in her cheeks as she marveled at him. How she wanted to feel his cock plunging inside her. But she knew him, knew he wanted to take his time pleasuring and arousing her….building Brianna's desire to a feverish pitch. He had told her he wanted to take it slow or at least try to the first time. He laid back down on the bed next to her resting his head on one hand, gazing at her, smiling, watching her expression as his other hand stroked her breasts. He slipped his hand under her sweater…so warm. His fingers gently slid across her breast, just under the lacy edge of her bra, his thumb stroking over her hardening nipples. She arched her back and pressed her breast into his hand. He stroked and pulled on her nipples until her sighs and moans told him she needed more. His hand moved down her tummy. He could feel the heat and moisture of her womanhood through her tight leggings. He slipped his hand inside her panties and moved his fingers to her swollen clit. His fingers gently pinched the hard bud and he smiled as he listened to her heavy breathing. He felt her moisture coat his fingers as he rubbed across her shaved pussy lips. "Mmmmm," he moaned as he dipped one finger into her waiting, wanting pussy. Her hips arched up off the bed. "Oh, Mitch," she moaned as she began to pump against his probing finger. He continued his loving assault on her clit until he knew they both needed more. With that, he began to remove her clothes….first the soft shimmering sweater, then the leggings. "Ooooh!" he gasped when he saw her lying there in her red satin bra and panties. "You look good enough to eat Brianna," he whispered. His arms went around her back and he pulled her up to him, kissing her sweet, pink lips as he unfastened her bra. He tossed it on the floor to join their growing pile of discarded clothes. His mouth inhaled one hard, pink nipple. His tongue flicked at the hard bud. Her moans filled the room. He smiled remembering her telling him how sensitive her nipples were. He moved one hand back down to her panties, caressing her through the now soaked satin. Momentarily releasing his grip on her nipple, in one swift move he slid her panties down her hips, raining kisses down her thighs as he slipped them over her ankles and tossed them on the floor. He kneeled at the foot of the bed gazing at her, listening to her soft moans, almost like a kitten purring. He pulled her knees up and parted them displaying her smoothly shaved pussy for his view. He lowered his head and dipped his tongue down to taste the creamy softness of her wondrous femininity. His tongue flicked across her clit sending waves of sensuous pulsation's through her body. She thrust her hips upward pushing her throbbing pussy in his face. "Oh yes, baby, yes!" she moaned. Mitch continued flicking his tongue back and forth across her pink swollen clit. Brianna's moans and squirming enticed him to continue eating her out. He sucked on her hard bud then tongue fucked her, tasting her creamy cum. She was bucking and writhing, her thrusts matching the probing of his tongue. He slipped one, two fingers inside her steamy hot hole, finger fucking her while he sucked on her sensitive clit. "Ooooooh Yessssss! Ooooh Mitch!" she screamed as her female cum bathed his tongue and face, splashing on his cheeks. spewing down his chin. What the Hell, Mitch thought as she continued splashing his face with her hot cum. He was momentarily startled. He'd never experienced anything like this before. Jeez, he'd heard of female ejaculators but good lord, to be holding one in his hands! To be bathed by Brianna's creamy nectar was more than his control could take. Raising his head, he moved up between her legs. He couldn't hold back any longer. He had to feel her tight pussy wrapped around his swollen shaft. He tried to enter her slowly, to prolong the torturous pleasure, slowly easing his cock into her tight, wet pussy, then slowly drawing it out so the head was barely touching her pussy lips. She arched up against him wrapping her legs around him, pulling him into her, wanting, needing to feel his pulsing cock buried deep inside her. He kept up the slow in and out movement, ignoring her whimpers, wanting to prolong their first mating. Try as he might, he couldn't keep up with the torment of fucking her slow. After so many months of anticipating this moment, he needed to fuck her, really fuck her hard and fast. The sweet, gentle loving would come later, but for now he needed, no, they needed to feel his cock pounding into her. She met him thrust for thrust. Her tight slit clenched his engorged cock milking him, enticing him to cum in her. "Cum in me, cum in me Mitch," she moaned. Her tight pussy gripped his throbbing cock. He pounded into her harder, faster. His seed was ready to explode from his balls. With one final hard thrust he felt his balls tighten sending his jizz deep inside her as he felt the liquid heat of her orgasm flowing out over his cock, mixing with his own juices, dripping down her ass. His heart was pounding in his chest as he lowered himself next to her and cradled her in his arms. He kissed her and she tasted her womanly moisture on his lips. "Next I want to share our nectar with each other. I want us to suck each others cum and taste it on each others tongues," he breathlessly whispered in her ear. His somewhat nasty talk sent chills of excitement through her. She'd known from their chats that it was going to be good between them, but she had no idea just how fucking awesome their lovemaking would be. When he told her how much she'd cum on his face, she blushed. She'd never cum like that before, never had so many orgasms. "This is only the beginning, love. I want to make you cum again and again. I love having you bathe my face with your sweet cream," he said while grinning at her. Brianna's fingers gently stroked his cheek. Mitch felt her love for him in her caressing touch…saw the glow of love and desire in her sparkling blue eyes. When she looked up into his eyes and smiled he felt his balls tighten. "I Love You, Mitch," she breathlessly whispered. His throat tightened from the overwhelming emotions his lovely lady instilled in him. "I Love You, my precious Bri," he sighed. Brianna felt the stirrings in his cock as it pressed into her thigh. She moved slightly so he was pressing against her pubic bone. She rocked her hips back and forth across his semi-hard member, eager to feel him become erect again. Mitch started to raise up as if to mount her again. Brianna pushed him back on the bed. She kissed his lips and whispered, "Let me pleasure you love. I want to taste you." She straddled his body, her little round ass cheeks wiggling in his face as she lowered her mouth to his manhood. Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, licking the remains of their previous union. "Mmmmm, we taste good," she purred. Her tongue lightly flicked up and down the length of his swollen shaft while her fingernails gently grazed his balls. Taking just the head in her mouth, she swirled her tongue underneath the ridge, searching for the sensitive spot, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he had given her. She sucked him deep in her mouth, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat. Her head moved up and down as she continued deepthroating his stiff organ. Her fingers circled around his thick member, jerking him off while she gave him a blowjob. "Oh yeah, baby," he gasped. He could feel his seed boiling in his balls. The fragrance of her perfume and her sex filled the air around him. He wanted to feel her nectar flooding his mouth again. He pulled her hips toward him, moaning as she continued licking and sucking his stiff, throbbing cock. He let out a low growl when she gently sucked his balls into her mouth, her tongue teasing them while her fingers circled around his shaft, jerking him off. He nestled his tongue in her slit and sucked on her sweet swollen clit, gently grazing his teeth over the hard little bud. Brianna licked around the ridge of Mitch's cock-head. He could hear her gasping and feel her hot breath blowing on his engorged tool. Her tongue flicked faster under the ridge as he sucked her clit into his mouth. "I'm sucking your clit as if it were a little cock," he told her. "Oh, Mitch! I'm gonna cummmm," she screamed. "Cum for me, love! Flood my face with your juices," he fairly growled, as she ground her pussy in his face. He moved one hand between her legs, stroking her smooth, shaved pussy lips before inserting a finger into her sopping wet hole. He fucked her with his finger while he continued his ministrations with his tongue on her clit. Moaning and bucking, she felt the heat pour from her as she flooded his tongue and face with her orgasmic juices. Again and again she felt the liquid heat gush from within her as her orgasms rocked her entire being. "Oh yeah, baby," he moaned, "Fuck my face!" His tongue lapping at the thick sweet cream oozing from her cunt. She tried to concentrate on giving him a blowjob, but it was sooo difficult when she could hear and feel him sucking her juices from deep within her womb. She wanted to make him cum…wanted to feel him cum in her mouth. He was so hard, his cock pistoning in and out of her mouth. She reached one hand down between his legs and gently squeezed his balls. Will this do it? she wondered. Will this bring him over the edge? she asked herself. Mitch groaned and lifted her off his now pulsating cock. He moved to stand at the end of the bed. He looked into her questioning eyes, smiled then pulled her into his arms for a long, deep kiss. They momentarily lost themselves in devouring each others mouths, their tongues dueling and dancing. Then Mitch released his hold on Brianna and spun her around so she was facing away from him. When he placed his hands on her hips and pulled her toward him, she knew what he had in mind…doggiestyle… her favorite position! He thrust into her hard and fast. Pounding his cock into her steaming hot pussy. She rocked back to meet his thrusts, enveloping his stiff sword with her tight pussy, then clenching her muscles around him as he withdrew. In and out, in and out, faster, deeper, harder he slammed into her. "Yes! Yes! Ooooh Mitch, Fuck me baby. Oooh! God I love feeling you buried deep inside me. Don't stop…please baby, don't stop!" she screamed. Her moans and screams ricochet off the walls and brought their excitement to a fever pitch. He pumped into her faster feeling her pussy contract around him. He placed his hands on her ass cheeks pulling her hard against him. He felt her grip on his cock tighten, then the wonderful sensation of her hot, creamy cum pouring over his cock. He kept up his pace, pumping into her steamy hole. The sound of their fucking making a sucking sound as her cum bathed his cock, dripping out over his balls. One more thrust, "Aaahhhh," he moaned as he shot his load into her. He could feel it hitting the walls of her womb. He pulled her tight against him as he pumped his seed into her. He felt another orgasm shake her body and her wetness seeping from between them, running down her legs. He placed a finger in her pussy to wipe up some of her juices then brought his finger to his mouth. "Mmmm, you taste yummy," he chuckled, licking the sticky sweet moisture from his finger. "And you feel wonderful, my love," she purred. "I think perhaps we should get cleaned up, dressed and check out the restaurant. We need to replenish all the fluids you've lost," he whispered before taking her lips for another kiss. The hotel restaurant was nearly empty. Mitch chose a secluded corner table where they could snuggle close to each other without being watched by any other guests who might decide to dine late. They both chose something lite to eat, not wanting to be overly full so late in the evening. They talked and laughed throughout the meal. Brianna loved the way Mitch made her laugh. She relished in the fact he enjoyed laughing over silly nonsensical things the same way she did. How she loved to hear him laugh. He has such a naughty, sexy laugh, she thought. After dinner they strolled hand in hand back toward their room, taking a detour around the pool. Brianna leaned down to swish her hand in the water. "Mmmm, it's warm," she said. Mitch stood still, watching her ass wiggle as she bent down to play in the water. "Hehe..Yes, I know," he chuckled. "Oh were you talking about the pool?" he asked innocently. She smiled up at him. A wicked, devilish, sexy smile, which told him she wanted him as much as he wanted her. It was time to get back to their room. "Did you bring any of your lingerie with you?" he asked after putting out the Do Not Disturb sign and locking the door. "I brought a few things I think you might like," she replied with a grin. "Would you like to see some of them now?" she asked. "Oh yes! Please model something for me," he whispered in her ear as he rained kisses down her neck. "Why don't you get comfortable and relax while I change clothes," she told him. Brianna picked up her bag and carried it to the restroom. Closing the door so he couldn't peek, she undressed quickly. She pulled out a long, sheer white nighty, trimmed in rows of lace. It had a bustierre top which laced up the front from her tummy to in between her breasts. She liked the way it made her breasts look as if they were going to spill out of the top at any moment. The skirt was cut-away in front, exposing her legs, and floor length in back. Next she pulled on a pair of lacy white panties, then a pair of matching stockings. For the final touch, a pair of white toeless heels. She stepped out of the restroom and walked slowly into the bedroom. She walked over to the bed, exaggerating the sway of her hips as she walked. She placed one foot up on the bed between Mitch's legs, allowing the skirt of the gown to fall away, to reveal her panties and stockings. He-She: Our First Encounter Day 02 The sun broke through the curtains splashing its twinkling rays on Brianna's face. She felt it's warmth caress her flesh, beckoning her to waken to a new day. She stretched, arching her back like a sleek cat. Smiling to herself, she turned to gaze at the handsome man sleeping peacefully next to her. Brianna rested her cheek on her hand and lay there watching Mitch for what seemed like forever. She wanted to touch him, to feel her fingers gently stroking his cheek, to feel their legs entwined as they had been during the night as they slept. He looked so handsome, so peaceful, she didn't want to disturb this moment in time when he was all hers. It was just the two of them, safely tucked away. Her sparkling blue eyes spoke all the words of love she felt for him. Mitch woke slowly feeling her eyes caressing him, gently enticing him to awaken. He smiled hoping it wasn't a dream, this lovely sensual lady lying next to him.. He lay there for a moment remembering all the ways they had made love the night before. Was it a dream? Had he been thinking about all the fantasies they'd written to each other when he went to sleep? If it was a dream, he didn't want to waken. He wanted to lie there and pretend, if only for a few moments more. As Mitch lay still, thinking about his intoxicating lover, his morning woody began to stir. "Mmmm Brianna," he sighed. "Good morning sleepyhead," she giggled, reaching her warm hand under the sheet to stroke his chest. Mitch's eyes blinked open. He smiled feeling her thumb stroke across his nipple making his cock grow ever stiffer. He rubbed his eyes then glanced at her again. He couldn't be dreaming, for there she was her white gown in disarray. The ribbons of her bustierre loosened from their night of passion, exposing her pink nipples. He licked his lips remembering the sweet taste of her creamy flesh; the way her nipples grew into hard little buds in his mouth. He needed to hear her sighs and moans of passion as he teased and played with her body as if it were an exquisite instrument of love made for his pleasure alone. He moved ever so slightly to his side not wanting to stop her playful caresses, only wanting to feel more of her pressed against him. He slid one leg between hers raising his knee up to press against her silky smooth pussy. Slowly moving his knee back and forth between her legs he felt her quiver with excitement. Brianna pushed the sheet down a bit exposing his fully aroused prick. Pushing him on his back, she straddled his legs. His manhood pressed into her belly when she leaned down to suck his hardening nipples. She wondered if he felt the same hot shocks of electricity run through his cock when she sucked on his nipples like it did to her pussy when he sucked and played with her nipples. She hoped he felt the same. She wanted him to know the feelings she had when he made love to her. She wanted him to know how her body tingled and quivered when his lips traveled down her chest, down her tummy, gently nibbling and sucking as she was doing to him now. She wanted to feel his legs tremble when she kissed the tender inner flesh of his thighs using the tip of her tongue to dance along his strong, hard muscles. And then she wanted to feel his hips arch up off the bed when she wrapped her fingers around his shaft, tantalizingly swirling her tongue around the head, tasting his glistening pre-cum. Her hand stroked down the length of his stiff shaft till her fingers rested against his ball sack. She gently cupped his balls in her hand while sucking his engorged member into her mouth, then back out until only the tip remained resting against her lower lip. Glancing up at him, she smiled seductively. He had his hands clasped under his head looking as if he were extremely relaxed and willing to let her have her way with his body. She continued her gentle ministrations on his cock, first licking from the ridge to the base and back up feeling the veins swell beneath her tongue. Then sucking the head into her mouth, her tongue flicked at his pee hole. She loved deep-throating him, taking all of him into her mouth, feeling his head hit the back of her throat as she went down on him. How she wanted to feel his hot, sticky cum bathe her throat. She wondered if she was any good at giving him a blowjob. She hadn't told him she'd never had a guy shoot his load in her mouth. She didn't know if she'd be able to swallow, but she sure as hell was going to try. Mitch's soft moans and bucking hips urged her on. She jerked him off with her hand while her mouth and tongue kept up their assault on his flared head. She wanted to find out if he had any extremely sensitive areas on his cock. She heard it was especially sensitive under the head, so she concentrated swirling her tongue around and underneath the head. Flicking and sucking while trying to watch for a sign she had hit his "sweet spot." Her tongue slithered down his shaft. She flicked at his balls then slowly sucked first one then the other into her mouth. He moaned, then raised up off the bed pulling her up into his arms. Kissing her deeply on the mouth, he growled, "I want you. I need to fuck you now Brianna. I want to fill your hot little box with my jizz. Ride me Bri. Fuck me love. Fuck me now, love!" Devouring her mouth with his tongue and lips, Mitch drove his burning sword deep into her smoldering wet cunt. Brianna rode him as if he were a wild stallion, bucking and grinding. They thrust into each other, his cock pistoning in and out of her hot little hole. She rocked back and forth rubbing her clit against his pubic bone. The fire in them built until it was completely out of control. Brianna's cries of passion filled the room. The smell of her sex filled Mitch's nostrils. He kept thrusting into her, feeling his swollen member filling her tunnel. Her muscles contracted around him. She pounded her pussy into him, quivering. He watched her face as her orgasm took hold of her. Her head fell back as her moans filled the air. "Yes, yes, oooh yes, Mitch," she cried. "Cum for me baby. Aaaah yes," he moaned, as he felt her hot nectar pour from her womb. He held her still for a moment, knowing she needed to ride out the first waves of her orgasm, then he began pounding into her again, faster, harder. Determined to feel her flood him again and again. Amidst her cries, "Don't stop, don't stop. Oh God, Mitch don't stop," he pounded into her tight clenching cunt. "I'm gonna cum Bri. Baby I'm gonna cum. Oh. Aaaah. I love you Brianna. Baby I'm cumming. Aaaah." How she loved to feel him cum inside her. The way his cock jerked when his seed shot out, the heat of his jizz splashing inside her. She wanted to tell him how it felt like waves of heat radiating from her snatch, until the final explosion, when she felt his hot cum shooting inside her it making her orgasm again, but the words were lost amidst her cries of passion and the throbbing of her pulsating pussy. Mitch pulled Brianna down to rest on his chest. Her fingers splayed across his chest. She could feel his heart pounding so fast. She liked this resting time when he was still buried, pulsing inside her; the aftershocks of her orgasms quivering around him. His fingers brushed her cheek ever so gently as if a butterfly were skimming her cheek. She gazed up at this gentle man she loved with all her heart and soul. Her eyes spoke volumes to him. He held her protectively in his arms. "I sure hope the other bed dries out by tonight, cause you my little vixen have soaked this bed too, I think," he chuckled. She laughed, loving the way he teased her. "Hmmm, I wonder who's fault it might be?" she giggled. "Ummm, maybe the guy who tried to come in here last night. The one who had the wrong room. I'm sure he wanted to fight me for the room when he got a look at you," he teased. Brianna blushed remembering how they were on the bed devouring each other, her sweater pulled up, his hand rubbing her pussy through her wet pants, when the man walked in. "Thank goodness he wasn't a few minutes later. He really would have gotten an eyeful," she laughed. "Only these eyes get to see and taste your charms love," he whispered, taking her mouth in a hungry kiss. His fingers stroked her nipples, admiring how they stood up at attention. "So nice," he murmured. She could feel the stirrings of his semi-hard cock in her pussy. She rocked her hips slowly back and forth. She wanted him again. He reached one hand between them rubbing her swollen clit while she pleasured herself grinding on him. She was such a hot little minx. He loved her sex drive. She was making him hard again the way her pussy muscles were milking his quivering cock. Mitch rolled her over on her back, kissing her lightly. Taking her hand, he got up off the bed, leading her to the foot of the bed. He pulled her into a tender embrace, kissing her lips, ears, neck, down her throat. Her pulse quickened when he ran his fingers across her slit, delving two, then three fingers into her gaping hole. Her hips moved against his fingers. "Turn around precious. I'm gonna take you from behind, the way you like it. Get on your hands and knees so I can fuck you doggie-style," he whispered in her ear. He knew she liked it when he talked dirty to her. He could make her wet and quivering just by telling her what he was going to do to her. Removing his fingers from her wet cunt, he lapped at their juices while Brianna got down on her hands and knees, wiggling her ass at him. He rubbed his cock along her slit, coating it with her juices. He slid into her slow and easy. He was amazed that although she was so wet, she was still so tight around him. He began slowly pumping into her. Easing out so just the head was enveloped by her lips then slowly plunging back into her. With his hands on her hips pulling her into him, they kept up this slow, steady momentum until he felt her urgency build. She began bucking back into him a little faster. He could feel her pussy muscles tighten around him, gripping him as he drew back, then opening up to welcome him as his cock slid deep inside her. He liked this position, penetration was so deep inside her. He could feel every quiver, as her pussy clenched him, pulling him deeper and deeper into her hot, wet snatch. He also liked having his hands free to guide her hips into him, to play with her perky tits and to stroke her swollen clit as he was doing now. With his arms wrapped around her waist, he could tease her clit and still control the momentum of their fucking. She was rocking against him faster now. He could tell her orgasm was close at hand by her gasps and moans. Her tempo would pick up to an almost frenzied pace right before he felt the sweet hot gush like liquid fire pouring from her womb, coating his cock, splashing between them to run over his balls, and then drip down her thighs. His fingers drove deep into her pussy scooping up the thick white cream. He rubbed her female cum on her tight little asshole. Again he slipped his fingers down to catch some of the dripping nectar, coating his index finger up past the knuckle. He'd fantasized about this for months. They'd talked about it briefly. I'll be ever so gentle my sweet Bri his mind whispered. Still ramming his cock into her soaked cunt, he gently wiggled first his pinkie finger slowly into her asshole. Her moans encouraged him to go on. Sliding his pinkie out he circled around the tight puckered hole with his index finger, taking great care to make sure she was well lubricated. Then slowly he worked his index finger into her ass, gently pushing it in a little at a time. "Mmmmm Mitch, yea baby that feels so good," she moaned. He eased his finger in up to the knuckle then drew it out gently. Back in again, wiggling it a bit as it went in. She seemed to like it. Back out again, then slowly back in, trying to get a rhythm going, cock plunging into her pussy as his finger eases out of her asshole, finger wiggling in as cock pulls out. In and out, in and out, fucking both her holes at the same time. Brianna was moaning so loud he figured everyone in the hotel knew what they were doing, but he didn't care. He was fucking her like crazy, fucking both holes at the same time and he could feel his cum boiling in his balls. But he had to hold back, he wasn't finished yet. The fantasy wasn't complete. Brianna was grinding on his cock and his hand. Her orgasms coming one after the other. The squishy, sucking, slapping sounds mingled with her cries of ecstasy echoing throughout the room. This was more erotic than she ever thought possible. Please, oh please don't let him take his finger out of me she silently prayed. As Mitch felt the first stream of cum shoot from his organ, he quickly withdrew from Brianna's pussy. She cried out her protest, begging him to fuck her. He quieted her by finger fucking her with his other hand. Rubbing her clit with his thumb while pounding three fingers into her wanting pussy. He'd slipped his finger out of her ass and was milking his cock gently, letting his cum run down her ass. Taking his cock in his hand, he gently pressed the head into her tight puckered asshole. Barely poking it into her hole, he waited to see if she showed any signs of restraint. "Is this OK, Bri?" he shyly whispered She barely shook her head yes when another spasm shook through her body. "I'll take it slow and easy baby. Tell me if you want me to stop." "I will. It feels good so far," she sighed. His concern for her had helped to slow down his orgasm. He could now concentrate on bringing them both pleasure. He gently pushed forward a bit, easing the head into her puckered asshole. With his hands free now, he reached around to stroke her swollen, sensitive button. "Ooooh Mitch your cock feels so good in my ass. Fuck my tight ass baby. Fuck me." He slowly eased in and out all the while rubbing her clit. When she moved her hand on top of his, pushing his fingers into her waiting, wanting pussy, she immediately pushed back against him taking all of his cock up her ass. "Oh God, Yes!" she screamed as she felt him fill her ass with his stiff prick. Mitch began a slow steady tempo, fucking her ass, finger fucking her cunt, stroking her clit with his thumb and using his other hand to play with her tits. Pulling on her nipples, kneading and twisting them as he fucked into her. He let Brianna take the lead not wanting to hurt her. She began to pick up speed, the urgency of her orgasms dictating her movements. The double in and out motion of her ass and pussy being fucked flooded her senses with waves of sensations, like fireworks going off in her head, taking her over the edge yet again. She loved having him fuck both her holes. She rocked back and forth faster, feeling his cock pounding into her ass. Mitch lost it when he felt her juices spraying on his fingers, splashing back on his legs. He pounded his cock into her ass, fucking her harder, faster, slamming his cock into her ass. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," he gasped, her tight ass gripping his throbbing cock. "Bri, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna fill your ass full of my thick, hot spunk. Aaaahhhh, ooooohhhh, aaaahhhh, mmmmmm, oooooh, yes baby, yes, " he moaned. Their moans ricocheted around the room. He wrapped his arms around her pulling her up against his chest while her body shook and quivered with the enormity of her pleasure. He somewhat reluctantly withdrew his semi flaccid cock from her ass. She felt so good he wished he could stay buried in her forever. When he released his protective grasp on her, she collapsed on the bed, a contented sigh escaping her lips. He dropped down beside her. His breathing so heavy, his body covered in sweat even though the air was chill. "Coffee, water," he gasped, his arm draped protectively across her back.. "The coffee is ready. I made it while you were still asleep," she giggled. "And what pray tell are you giggling about?" he asked. "I was just thinking, we're both too worn out to get up to fetch the coffee. They'll find us here, naked, dead, with big smiles on our faces. I can see the headlines...Couple fucked to death," she burst into a fit of giggles. Mitch barely had the strength to chuckle, "Yes, but what a way to go. With you in my arms, my cock in your ass or pussy. They'll have to bury us in a specially made coffin. We'll be making love throughout eternity." "I'll get your coffee, sweetie. You rest up. I'm not ready for you to die on me yet," she teased. It took every ounce of strength Brianna had left to rise up off the bed. Her body ached in places she'd never felt before, but it was a delicious ache. She smiled seductively as she walked over to the dresser to make Mitch a cup of coffee. "It's not fair you know," Mitch pretended to grumble. "I'm lying here totally spent and exhausted. It's a wonderful feeling mind you, but hell, you could at least give me a look like, I'm completely worn out, so don't you even think of touching me again, instead of looking so cute, sexy and ready to be fucked all over again." "My darling, you have no idea how deliciously I'm aching right now from being fucked so good. I don't think I could stand for you to touch me anywhere right now. So get that naughty grin off your face and let me at least catch my breath before you ravish me again," she giggled. Mitch turned on the television and leaned back against the pillows. Brianna handed him a cup of coffee then curled up next to him. They rested for a while, watching the morning news, discussing the ice skating pairs they'd watched the night before. "I need a shower. I'm sweaty and sticky all over. I like the sticky part, wouldn't mind keeping your stickiness all over me, but I need to get rid of this sweat," Mitch laughed, rising up off the bed and heading toward the shower. Brianna got up when she heard the shower running. She stretched trying to work out the kinks in her body. A steamy hot shower sure would feel good on her muscles. Mitch had told her he wanted to make her walk funny and he had definitely succeeded in his plan. Brianna stepped into the bathroom and shyly asked Mitch if he would mind her joining him. "I was hoping you would join me. I'd love to lather up your body, get you nice and clean, so we can get dirty all over again," he whispered seductively as he nibbled on her inviting lips. Mitch turned around so Brianna was standing under the running water. The steaming water cascaded down her shoulders allowing little rivulets of moisture to run down her breasts. Mitch poured some of her lilac scented bath gel into his hand. Lathering it up in his hands, he began cleansing Brianna's perky nipples and chest. Then his hand gently held her arm out as the other hand glided over her shoulder, down her arm, then back up, lightly tickling her underarm as he cleansed her. He repeated the motions with her other arm, smiling when she contorted and giggled, when he again tickled her sensitive underarm. He worked the lather down her torso, smoothing and kneading her muscles as he worked the lather into her soft, supple skin. Down her tummy his hands glided, again eliciting quivers and gasps when his fingers reached the ticklish areas of her tummy. As his hands moved lower, Brianna spread her legs apart to allow Mitch access to cleanse her nether regions. His fingers spread apart her pussy lips, gently cleansing the remains of their last union. Not being able to resist her trusting offering, he slipped his fingers into her inviting snatch. Wrapping his other arm around her back, he pulled her against his chest to help support her in the shower. Their lips met in a deep, devouring kiss. Her hands splayed across his chest, circling her thumbs around his nipples. Brianna reached for the shower gel, pouring a generous amount into her hand. As Mitch's hand was still tightly pressed into her cunt, she quivered a bit as she began lathering his chest. Her fingers deftly worked the frothy gel down his tummy, her fingers sliding through the hairs encircling his swollen manhood. She coated his shaft with the lather enjoying the slippery feel of his semi-hard cock in her hand. Gently she cleansed his balls, taking great care not to scratch him with her long nails.