1 comments/ 12542 views/ 8 favorites Hotel Hospitality By: luvjuice43 Writer's Note: This is a story for adults over eighteen years of age about adults over eighteen years of age. While the story line is true the dialog has been compressed for the sake of time and space. Safe sex was not an issue in the early seventies but should be a concern for everyone today. ***** It was late on Friday afternoon when I checked into my hotel room in Columbus, Georgia, just outside the main gate of Fort Benning. As a thirty-six years old Army Reserve Master Sergeant my monthly drills were spent preparing for ROTC training during the summer; summer was here and I was ready to assume the job of Senior Operations Sergeant for the next eight weeks. For a year I stayed at the same national hotel chain every month for my weekend reserve training; the hotel was convenient to the post and restaurants in the area. I had gotten to know the employees, mostly women, and they always made me feel at home; they put up with my flirting and joking around. Julie, was a cute, thirty-something, dirty-blonde who worked as a front desk clerk; even in her ill-fitting business suit style uniform you could tell that she had a nice figure even though it was a bit heavier on the bottom than on the top. Her figure was perfect for me since I am more of a butt man than a breast man; I love sweet, round asses, always have. During my monthly stays I learned that Julie was a single mom with a much older sugar daddy; I had no doubt that one day we would wind up in the sack. Joyce was the hotel manager; she was probably in her forties with short, curly red hair and lots of cinnamon colored freckles. Her figure was more balanced than Julie's; she was blessed with a very ample top and bottom. Judging by the imprints across her hips and the clasps on the back of her thighs I was able to discern that Joyce wore a garter belt to support her stockings; there is nothing more erotic than a woman wearing stocking and a garter belt. Julie, on the other hand, probably wore pantyhose since there were no panty lines to be seen; I hated seeing women in pantyhose with everything packed tight and distorted and they don't get the needed air to keep everything smelling fresh. Joyce and I had the same last name; mine by birth, hers by marriage. I never hesitated to flirt with her and she seemed to like it. She was married with a couple of almost grown boys but from some of the comments she made from time to time it was not a happy union. During one stay, Joyce was alone at the front desk when I checked in. As usual, I complimented her on how pretty she looked. She replied, "Thank you but I just feel old and not very pretty." "Well, I'm an expert in the field of pretty women and I can attest to the fact that you are indeed a very pretty and a very sexy woman." That got her to smile; she patted my hand, "Thank you, I needed that; It has been ages since anyone has given me a compliment like that. Who knows, flattery may get you everywhere." Then there was Rose; she was a retired civilian employee who had worked at Fort Benning since she was a young girl. Even in her mid fifties she had a very nice figure on her five foot two inch frame; her hips were wide, her stomach was absolutely flat, and in jeans she had that little open space between her thighs when her legs were together. Rose was one of those women who had always picked the wrong man and they had sucked the life out of her and drained her bank account so she had to work after she retired. Her job at the hotel was to set up the complimentary breakfast for the guests; she was there from about five until nine seven days a week. I always went out of my way to say "hello" and give her a compliment; I usually completed my morning run about the time she was setting up the serving line so I often helped her carry a few of the heavy pans of scrambled eggs or hot syrup from the kitchen. One Sunday morning after returning from my morning run I noticed she was complaining about the pain in her lower back. I told her I had some cream I used on my pulled muscles and that she should stop by the room after she closed the serving line. About nine-thirty Rose knocked on my door; I answered it wearing just a pair of shorts. "Hi, come on in. How is your back feeling?" "It still hurts; I hope your cream will help some." I handed her the tube and asked, "Do you want me to rub some on you." She read the label then replied, "Please if you don't mind." As usual Rose wore jeans and a fashion tee shirt under the white uniform top furnished by the hotel; she lifted the back of her tee shirt to show me about where the pain was then bent over and placed her hands on the low dresser where guests usually put their luggage. She shivered when the cold cream touched the skin on her lower back; my fingers kneaded the muscles just above and below the waistband of her jeans. After several minutes of rubbing she commented, "Oh that feels good; can you go a little lower?" "Sure but you will have to unfasten your jeans." I moved behind her as she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. I pulled her jeans down to the elastic top of her bikini panties then used my thumbs to massage her tight muscles across her hips and along the bottom of her spine. I added more of the cream and rubbed it in as my fingers pressed into her aching tissue; I pulled her sweet ass tight against me; she moved her hips in unison with my massaging hands. As my hands covered a larger area of her hips and lower back they pushed her jeans and panties further down her firm, round cheeks. "That feels so good I hate for you to stop, but I don't want to overwork you," she said with a chuckle. "Don't you worry about that, I love every minute of it." I was fairly certain that she could feel my cock as it pulsed against her bare butt from time to time. "I have always admired your sweet bottom so it's a pleasure to see it bare and to hold it in my hands." "Then you can lower my pants more if you want to." I pushed her panties and jeans to her knees then knelt to shower her sweet ass with kisses. I first inhaled the scent of lavender body powder until I moved my face between her cheeks where the aroma was that of pure woman. The light brown pubic hair along the sides of her vulva did little to hide the brownish, exposed, wrinkled labia which hung upside down like a wilted flower bloom. I captured them between my lips and gently tugged them; my nose pressed in to her warm, wet slit when she pushed against my face. I slipped off her sandals and pushed her jeans and panties over her feet while she lifted her top over her head; her firm "B" cup breasts were decorated with half dollar sized, brown areola and long hard nipples. I dropped my shorts to the floor and bent Rose over the bed to continue massaging her back but this time I slipped my hard cock in to the warmth of her juicy cunt. She moaned as I pulled her hips backward impaling her with my shaft. My hands massaged her back before slipping underneath her torso to her firm breasts and hard nipples. Rose began to coo like a dove as my fingers gently pinched and rolled her hard nubbins between them. We spent most of the day fucking and sucking. By the time she was ready to leave I had massaged every muscle in her mature body and kissed every square inch of her skin; my cock probed both her front and back orifices. Rose and I found some time for each other during every one of my training weekends for the rest of the year. No one else knew about our trysts until Julie walked in on us one morning; but that's another story. It was late in the afternoon when I checked into the hotel; Julie had finished her shift and had left for the day. Joyce was at the front desk training a new clerk and checked me in; as usual I checked her out as she checked me in. I carefully looked to see if she was wearing a garter belt; she was, I saw the imprint of the arch it made above the cheeks of her sweet ass and the imprint of the clasps that held her stockings up. I also saw the lines of her French cut panties. Finally, she gave me the key card and I no longer had a reason to stand there and stare at her sweet ass. Once in the room I went to the window to open the drapes and adjust the air conditioner. I noticed the carpet was wet to the point that the water pooled around my feet as I took a step; it probably came from a backed-up drain in the air conditioner unit. I called the front desk and Joyce answered with a somewhat irritated sounding voice. I explained the problem and she quickly apologized for not answering with a more pleasant tone. "I'm sorry I thought you were a crank caller calling back." she added, "I'll be right there and move you across the hall." A few minutes later there was a soft knock on the door. Joyce apologized again for her unpleasant voice and I followed her across the hall. We checked the room and saw no problems so she helped me move my stuff into the new room. Joyce didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave as I hung up my uniforms so I asked, "What had gotten you so upset when you answered the phone?" She chuckled slightly, "I got a call just before you called and some heavy breathing, wise-ass asked me what color panties I was wearing." We both chuckled then I asked, "What color did you tell him?" She quickly came back with, "I didn't tell him. That information is not for strangers." I smiled with my best flirting smile and teased her, "Well since we aren't strangers and we have the same last name, what color of panties are you wearing?" She blushed and smacked my arm lightly then answered, "Light blue." I lifted my eyebrows and replied, "Humm that color would certainly go nicely with your pretty, red hair and freckles." She blushed deeper so I pushed a bit more even though I knew the answer, "Are they full cut, French cut, or bikini cut?" Again she gave me another light smack on the arm saying, "You certainly are nosy." But she answered any way, "They are French cut." She still made no move to leave so I added, "I'm sure they show off your small waist, round hips, and sweet ass perfectly." She quickly came back, "How do you know so much about my figure?" I smiled, "When you are checking in I'm always checking you out. I do have one other question though." She rolled her eyes then added, "Go ahead, but I may not answer." My eyes lit up as I asked, "I have always wondered, since you are red headed, does the carpet match the drapes?" She laughed and smacked my arm again but a bit harder. It took several minutes for her to regain her composure then she informed me, "Yes, they match but the drapes are custom dyed to hide the gray." I smiled, "Humm, that sounds like it would be a beautiful sight to see." Joyce cocked her head to the side, looked me in the eyes seriously for a moment then began to slowly lift the skirt of her baggy, business suit. I took a step back to give me a full view of the attractive forty something redhead sprinkled with freckles. Once the hem of her skirt was almost up to her crotch I could see wisps of curly, carrot colored pubic hair peeking out around the legs of her French cut, powder blue panties. Her cinnamon colored freckles were sprinkled over the soft, creamy white skin of her hips, thighs and tummy; they blended perfectly with the wisps of curly pubic hair. Joyce's eyes were fixed on me to see my reaction. I did not disappoint her expectations; I immediately dropped to my knees and kissed her panty covered pubic mound. She moved her hands to my head, opened her legs a bit wider, and pressed my face firmly into her crotch. I looked up to see her eyes closed and her chest rise and fall slowly as she breathed deeply. I kissed her skin along the legs of her panties where they rose toward her hips and across the line of her waist band. My hands caressed the firm cheeks of her ass as I pressed my nose into her crotch to inhale her scent; I felt the hard sheath of her clit on the bridge of my nose. "I cannot stay or they will start looking for me. I could get fired for just being here." I stood and let her skirt fall down her legs hiding the beautiful sight I had just seen then I took her hand and pressed it against the bulge she had caused in my pants; her eyes widened as she smiled a sexy smile. I held her in my arms for a few minutes telling her, "I hope we will have another chance to spend more time together." She replied, "I'll try to plan something for us real soon, I promise." She kissed my cheek then left the room. I rubbed the bulge in my pants for a moment and thought about the beautiful sight I had just experienced then started reviewing my training schedule. I quickly settled in by stripping down to my boxers and tee shirt then grabbed a cold beer out of my cooler as I read over my notes. About seven o'clock I called a nearby Chinese restaurant and placed an order to be delivered then turned on the evening news. About 7:30 PM I heard a light knock on the door. I grabbed my wallet and looked through the peep-hole to verify who it was; I saw a short person in a jacket wearing a blue ball cap pulled down low but I could not see the face. Since I had ordered food I was certain this was the delivery person so I opened the door. The person quickly rushed in past me and said, "Quick close the door!" It was Joyce dressed like a boy with her hair tucked under a ball cap. She tossed the cap on the bed and gave me a big smile. She said, "I told you I would plan something for us real soon." I looked her up and down, "Now I can see what that baggy uniform has been hiding from me all this time. You look hot in jeans." I reached out to the waistband of her jeans and immediately unbuttoned them and slid the zipper down. "If I'm going to be in my underwear you have to also." I told her. She reached up and gave me a quick kiss and a very sexy smile. I bent over and began to slide her jeans over her full hips and firm, round ass. She removed her jacket and tossed it on one of the two queen sized beds with her cap. Her hard nipples pushed against the soft, silky fabric of the blouse which covered her full, obviously unharnessed breasts. Once her jeans were below her knees she readjusted her panties which had slipped lower as I pulled off her jeans. She had obviously showered and changed into an off white pair of panties but still French cut which showed off her beautiful, smooth, thighs, hips, and wisps of curly, carrot colored pubic hair. As I untied her tennis shoes to slip her jeans over her feet I pressed my face into her crotch and inhaled her aroma; her stronger musk aroma of earlier was replaced with the scent of fresh, spring flowers but there was still a hint of her natural feminine aroma. Once she stepped out of her shoes and jeans she stood in the center of the room in just her silky top and almost matching panties. I was about to reach out to her when there was a loud knock on the door. Joyce's jaw dropped and she almost turned white in panic. She blurted out, "Oh my god! I'm going to get fired." I chuckled, "Relax, it's just someone from Liu's with dinner." Once the transaction was complete Joyce came out from hiding in the bathroom. I set the food down and took her into my arms and kissed her neck, lips and face. "I thought I wanted Chinese food for dinner but now I'm not so sure. I think maybe I now want sweet n sour redhead". "Why don't we save that for desert and have Chinese for the main course." She said with a quick kiss. Then she added, "I'm starved." We sat cross-legged on the bed and fed each other lemon chicken with chopsticks as we talked more about our personal lives; there was plenty of touching and sexual innuendos. We were hot and ready to fuck. Joyce admitted, "I decided this afternoon that I was tired of competing with the television, golf, and fishing for my husband's attention. I really need some good loving; I hope you do too because I have lots of it to give." I replied, "I can always use good loving." Joyce suddenly got serious, "I need to ask a big favor." She paused, "Would you go to the front desk and tell them you need a tooth brush. I really have to brush my teeth after eating." "I think I may have a new one in my bag but if not you can use mine." She quickly replied, "I couldn't use someone else's tooth brush. Just think of the germs." I chuckled and took her face in my hands and gave her a kiss, "I'll bet that sometime this evening you will have my dick in your mouth and I will have my tongue dancing around your ass, licking your pussy, and kissing your mouth. Do you really think we need to be concerned about germs on my tooth brush?" She immediately began laughing until tears were running down her cheeks. As she stood in front of the mirror putting tooth paste on the extra toothbrush I had she smiled, "You were right; I will have your dick in my mouth tonight and I swallow too." I leaned against the bathroom door frame and admired the beautiful sight before me. Joyce stood in front of the mirror in her silky blouse and panties, as she began to brush her teeth the motion of her arm caused her unharnessed breasts to bounce and sway; I watched her hard nipples dance behind the silky fabric of her top. My swelling cock created a well defined ridge against the inside of my thigh and began to push against the fabric of my boxers as it tried to stand up for the occasion. Once she completed her oral hygiene task I moved behind her and raised her top over her head. She pushed the cheeks of her ass against my swollen cock then moved it from side to side teasingly. As we viewed each other in the mirror I slipped my hands into the top of her panties so my fingers could explorer her warm, wet cunt for the first time. Once my fingers were wet and slick with her creamy juices I pulled them out of her panties and took each finger into my mouth and licked it clean. My hands went to her firm, full tits, my fingers played with her hard, dark pink nipples. Joyce closed her eyes and began to moan softly as my fingers pinched and pulled at her hard nubbins. After a few minutes of nipple playing I moved my hands to the waist band of her panties and began lowering them over her flared hips and sweet, round ass. I dropped to the floor as they moved lower down her shapely legs. My lips began kissing the smooth, white, freckle-covered skin of her firm ass as she stepped out of her panties. She watched me in the mirror as I lifted the lace fabric to my nose and inhaled her scent. Once I began kissing her sweet ass again she lowered her elbows to the counter and opened her feet wider so my lips and tongue could explore the secrets hidden in the thick, carrot-colored, curly hair. My tongue danced around the tightly, puckered, pink hole several times before the tip tried to dip inside. Louder moans escaped her mouth and she pushed backward hoping for deeper penetration. Joyce looked over her shoulder saying lustfully, "That's a wonderful feeling; I've never experienced it before." I replied, "Then you might even enjoy something larger and firmer than my tongue probing you." "I usually enjoy new things." Then she added, "I know I'm ready to feel you in me someplace, any place." I stood and watched her face in the mirror as my engorged cock slid completely into her slick, wet cunt; she smiled a big sexy smile looking back at me in the mirror. Her full tits swayed forward with each stroke, her nipples slid along the smooth counter top. With each thrust the cheeks of her sweet ass jiggled. Joyce moved her hands to the mirror and pushed backward then began humping her hips up and down to the rhythm of my thrusts. I moved my right hand beneath her so my fingers could play with her clit. Her moans grew louder as I flicked my index finger over the long sheath of her clit. Soon she was swept away on a wave of intense pleasure which surged through her body, causing it to quiver and spasm. Her moans became grunts then cries as she gave up control of her body. Hotel Hospitality I held onto Joyce's hips and pulled her ass tighter against me. As she regained her composure and caught her breath I teased her by making my unspent cock pulse inside her hot, wet cunt. She looked at me in the mirror, smiled, and began to squeeze my cock with the muscles of her cunt. We played like that for several minutes. "Didn't you suggest we could try something new?" She asked playfully. I teased, "Humm, what could that have been?" She answered with a degree of authority, "I am certain you suggested that I might enjoy something other than your tongue probing my ass; something larger and firmer than your tongue I believe you said." "Aaaaah, I think I have just the thing to probe a virgin ass." I said withdrawing from the warmth of her cunt. My engorged cock came out glistening with her slick, creamy juices. I immediately rubbed it between her cheeks to spread her natural lubricant around her tightly puckered, pink hole. "Relax." I told her as I gently pushed the head of my cock against the opening. The swollen, purple head of my cock flattened somewhat against the resistance of her tight muscles; her face grimaced at the pressure. She took a deep breath relaxed her muscles a little bit more; the head of my cock almost popped inside. I stopped my forward movement for a moment to let her get used to her muscles being stretched as I used my fingers to spread more of her juices over my shaft. She relaxed more and the full length of my shaft slipped in completely. I wrapped my arms around Joyce's chest then stood her up straight. We were able to stand and look into the mirror at the sight of her being fucked in the ass; my hairy, dark cod sack visible just below her carrot colored pubic hair. Her face displayed the demure smile of a very happy woman. I raised my hand to cup her full tits with taunt, dark pink nipples; her hands slipped low to the juncture of her legs and cunt. Her smile faded and her eyes closed as her fingers completely opened the lips of her vulva; her index finger found the hard nub of her clit. Several fingers of her other hand disappeared into the glistening pink folds at the bottom of her slit. I could feel her fingers moving against my cock as I moved in short strokes in and out of her tight ass; several times she withdrew her fingers and raised them to my mouth. Joyce began to move her hips back and forth; her index finger moved faster across the base of the sheath that held her hard, little pearl. Once again her moans turned to loud grunts then cries of extreme pleasure. Joyce almost collapsed but caught herself on the counter. I slipped my still hard cock out of her completely relaxed ass. She quickly turned around and kissed me deeply. She took my cock in her hand saying, "Let's get this nasty thing cleaned up so you can take me to bed and give me a proper fucking." I looked down and sure enough there was evidence of it having been in a very nasty place. Joyce ran the water until it was warm then lathered her hands and cleaned my nasty cock completely. After rinsing it off and drying it she lowered her head and took it deep into her mouth. "Mmmm, now it has been cleaned and inspected. Take me to bed and fuck me properly." She commanded smiling. Once in bed Joyce rolled me on my back and mounted me. She took my cock and aligned it with her still glistening, wet cunt and slid slowly down its shaft until her just fucked ass rested against my tight cods. But Joyce wasn't ready for a serious fucking; she was in a playful mood. She squeezed me with the muscles of her cunt, pinched my nipples, and dangled her beautiful, freckled, creamy white tits in my face. She also talked and asked questions about our sex lives, "I cannot believe I just had ass sex." She giggled. I added, "That was just one possibility." I pulled her down on my chest then added, "Have you ever considered having two guys at the same time?" "I have fantasized about two guys at the same time but, I guess I never really thought about where they would put their cocks. Now I know exactly where I would want them; what a nice thought." Suddenly she became serious as though her mind was trying to process being fucked by two guys at the same time. Her hips began a slow grind on my cock. After a few minutes she did a one-eighty turn on my cock and rested her hands on my knees. I then had a ring side seat to watch her glistening membranes stretch around my engorged cock as it moved in and out of her cunt. The petals of her just fucked ass danced like a flower in the wind as she moved faster on my cock. After a few minutes I slipped a finger deep in her ass and began to thrust it in and out in rhythm with her hips. It was easy to feel my swollen cock move in and out of her cunt through the thin membrane that separated the two holes. As her hips moved faster and faster I decided to give up the heavy load of white, hot liquid I had been carrying since our first fuck in the bathroom more than an hour earlier. I could feel it beginning to move through the ducts inside my tight nuts; I communicated my intentions through the same grunting sounds Joyce had used earlier. Soon she began to match me move for move and grunt for grunt. My nuts tightened further then a fireball shot through my shaft and exploded through its head into her deep hole. We both froze for several minutes before Joyce leaned forward and my shrinking cock slipped out covered with gooey slick semen. Joyce looked back over her shoulder and smiled. "Scoot back and let me clean you up with my tongue." I told her. With her sweet ass and cunt inches from my face I opened her cheeks with my hands and began to clean her semen matted, carrot colored pubic hair with my tongue as Joyce cleaned my slimy, semen covered cock with her warm mouth. Once I had cleaned her matted pubic hair I went right to her glistening, pink slit. She squeezed the muscles of her cunt and pushed a nice, warm cream pie onto my waiting tongue. While I do not really care for the taste of semen I really don't mind the warm, salty taste when it's my own. We returned to the bathroom and took turns using the toilet. We talked, teased, and giggled as we relieved our full bladders. We washed our hands and began making out: my cock began to swell against Joyce's soft belly. It got quiet for several minutes then we heard footsteps in the bathroom above us then the clear sound of a woman peeing; women make more of a whizzing sound when they pee. We giggled and listened until there was a flush which drowned out other noises. Joyce asked softly, "Do you think she heard us fucking a while ago?" then she added, "She stays here often; I checked her in not long after you checked in." I chuckled, "I have no doubt she heard us fucking. She may even have played with her pussy while she listened to us fuck." Her eye brows raised then she said, "That's a rather exciting thought, her listening to us fuck and playing with herself. I hope she enjoyed it as much as I did; I hope she didn't recognize my voice." We went back to bed and continued playing and fucking. Joyce was like a kid in a candy store and tried every position she could think of and explored every part of my body. She asked questions about my sex life. She asked, "Would you like to fuck Julie?" I was noncommittal since I wasn't sure why she wanted to know. I didn't want to get anyone in trouble. "We have talked about what you would be like in bed. She really wants to fuck you. I didn't tell her I wanted to fuck you too." She said then added after a short pause, "You can't let her know about us. But, you can certainly tell me all about fucking her." I laughed, "Since both of you are interested, the three of us should get together then she wouldn't have to wonder." She added, "I read a story about that in one of my husband's Penthouse magazines. Sounds like it could be fun but it might be difficult for us to work together since I'm her boss. She has a nice body and I'll bet she would be a good fuck for you." I asked, "If you didn't work with her would you get it on with her?" "Probably, I've never been with another woman but I have thought about it since I don't get any cock at home. I have a friend who manages a nearby hotel and she sometimes goes out with other women; her husband is overseas and away from home for extended periods of time." "Has she tried getting in your pants?" "No, but we have talked about it; she has told me she would like to. The right time just hasn't presented itself." Our evening came to an end about eleven o'clock after an excellent blow job which included Joyce swallowing what little semen I had left to give. I tasted the salty after taste as we kissed good night. She promised to plan another get together but expressed concern about getting caught meeting at her hotel. She tucked her red hair under her ball cap and pulled it down then walked out the door. After Joyce left I took a leak, pulled on my boxers, poured some bourbon, and settled in again to review the training schedule for the next few weeks. It wasn't easy to keep my concentration on my work and not on the sexy red haired lady whose aroma I could still smell on my hands and mouth. It was hopeless. I put down the training schedule, sipped my bourbon, and let my mind relive the evening. The sound of my phone ringing broke my thoughts of Joyce's red head bobbing up and down on my cock; I wondered if it was her calling at that hour. A rather deep, female voice softly said, "Hello." I was immediately certain that it was a wrong number because I did not recognize the voice but I decided to play along. "Well hello, how are you this evening?" I responded. There was a soft chuckle then, "I'm certain I'm not doing as well as you but hopefully that might change." "And what makes you think I'm doing so well?" I asked but fully expecting to hear, "I'm sorry I must have dialed the wrong number." Her answer almost knocked me over, "I'm your upstairs neighbor and I've been listening to you and your friend for hours so I have to assume you both are doing well." She chuckled. "I'm sorry I didn't realize we were making so much noise. My friend is gone now and I will be extra quiet so you can get some sleep." Another chuckle then, "Are you serious? After all that I have heard I cannot get it out of my mind and certainly won't be able to sleep." I took a chance and asked, "Then why don't you join me for a drink and we can discuss what is troubling your mind. Just give me a few minutes to shower and clean up." "Please don't shower; I would love to smell her aroma on you." She replied. "If you don't mind I could come down right now." As soon as our called ended I heard the door to her room upstairs open then close. I immediately wondered what I would do if she turned out to be an old hag. Of course I didn't really mind the "old" part since I often enjoyed the company of older women, but what if she was a hag? It was only a few minutes later that I heard a soft knock on the door; I took a deep breath and opened it. I was neither disappointed nor surprised; my upstairs neighbor was a woman, possibly in her late forties, with a pretty smile, and a nice figure. I think we were both pleased at the sight of each other. We kissed as soon as she walked into the room then she asked, "Do you want to change your mind?" "Not at all." I said then pulled her close for another kiss. She looked at my uniforms hanging on a rack and exclaimed, "I love soldiers." It was a longer more passionate kiss with my hands moving over her hips and ass; I felt nothing beneath the plain cotton dress she was wearing. "I can smell her aroma on your face. Maybe I should have called earlier." She said with a coy smile. I added, "You should have, she was absolutely delicious and I love to share; she was a red head too." "I heard her say she swallowed." She added with a chuckle. My fingers began to unbutton the front opening dress; each button uncovered nothing but bare skin. We would not be having that drink nor would we be discussing what was troubling her mind. She was hot and ready to fuck and that got my well used cock hard and standing tall. Once I unbuttoned enough buttons to gain access to her tits my hands and mouth went to work on the firm, evenly tanned "D" cup melons with large pink areola and long hard nipples. As my lips and tongue kissed and licked her hard nubbins moans escaped her mouth; when I pushed them together and nipped both nipples with my teeth she pushed her pelvis against my leg and began to grind her hips. I slipped to my knees and finished unbuttoning the front of her dress. She had tan lines to indicate that she wore a bikini bottom but no top. Against the pure white skin left un-tanned by the sun was a very dark but graying triangle of downy, soft pubic hair. The thick patch was unable to hide her large almost penis shaped clit and cascading labia which formed a morning glory shaped flower around the entrance of her vagina; her puffy vulva seemed to display the exposed lips glistening with liquid droplets like dew on a morning glory. Just as I began to run my tongue through her wet, pink trough she pulled my face away and looked down at me, "I really need more than your tongue right now." I stood up; her hand almost ripped my boxers off exposing my engorged cock. It was still a bit numb from my earlier activities with Joyce and felt as though it was "locked up" for the evening, almost like a piss hard-on that you cannot get to go down enough so you can piss to relieve the pressure. With my cock in her hand she guided me to the closest bed; the bed on which Joyce and I had been fucking minutes earlier. She moved her body over the area where we had lain, fucked and sweated; there were still damp spots where our spilled body fluids were still drying. "This is the bed where you just fucked your friend, I can smell her aroma, and it's damp with your sweat." She paused then asked, "Can I taste her on your cock?" She lowered her head and took my cock into her open mouth; I ran my fingers through her thick, short salt and pepper gray hair as she worked her oral magic on my proudly standing service member with her lips and tongue. "You're right, she is delicious, I would love to meet her sometime." I reached down and lifted her legs to my shoulders and mounted her. Her hot, wet cunt seemed to devour my engorged cock. Her hips began to grind against me, trapping her large, firm, penis like clit between us. I could hear the squishing sound of my hard cock moving in her hot, wet cavern. I pushed her ankles open wide, her ass came completely off the bed, her large breasts rolled to the side but she pushed them together and began licking her nipples with her tongue; I slammed into her cunt time and time again. "Oh yes baby, that's the way I want to be fucked. Fuck me hard; I need your hard cock!" My fingers pinched, pulled, and rolled her hard nipples firmly between them. She began to holler and grunt as her hips bucked faster and faster. Her fingers clawed my chest leaving red tracks on my skin. We both gasped for breath; our bodies glistened with sweat. With a loud guttural groan she reached up and pulled me down on top of her at the same time she moved her feet to the bed and pushed up with her hips. Her hands moved down my back to the cheeks of my ass; she opened them wide then I felt the tip of her finger slip into my puckered ass. It didn't go deep it was just there to tease me. We rolled onto our sides without moving apart; my still rigid cock deep in her hot, wet cocoon. The mature woman lying beside me still impaled on my cock touched my face, smiled a lazy smile, and then gave me a soft kiss. We had not bothered to introduce ourselves nor did we feel a need to. "You are a good fuck; the very first stranger I have ever fucked. I think I may fuck more strangers from now on." She said rather matter-of-factly. I chuckled, "Then I'm honored to have been your first. Are there any other "firsts" I can help you with?" She came back with, "Tell me about the redhead you were fucking earlier." I didn't tell her who she was but I did describe her milk white body sprinkled with freckles, her carrot colored pubes and juicy, pink cunt. "I can tell you she was absolutely delicious as you could probably tell when you kissed me. Which reminds me, I want a better taste of your sweet cunt since you were in such a hurry earlier?" I told her. She laughed, "I don't think I have ever been so desperate for a fuck in my life. I still cannot believe I called a complete stranger and practically begged to be fucked; listening to you guys drove me crazy." She elbowed me lightly and added, "Shame on you for torturing an old woman so." I told her, "We heard you pee and decided that you could hear us. We hoped you were playing with yourself; it made my partner even hotter." Then she asked, "It was the redhead at the front desk wasn't it? I'm certain I recognized her voice. She is a very sexy lady, tell me more about her." I just smiled trying not to give away Joyce's identity until I asked her. As I withdrew my still rigid cock and slid down her body to enjoy more of her sweet juices my mind began to form a plan, a plan that would allow my mature partner an opportunity to fuck more strangers, maybe even a redhead. Since she seemed to like a little ass play I slipped a finger into her ass as my lips and tongue pulled and batted her juicy lips. I found that I could easily suck her large clit completely into my mouth and flick it with my tongue. She began to move her hips and moan as I continued to kiss, lick and suck her penis shaped organ. She pulled my head firmly into her open vulva and squeezed my finger with the muscles of her tight ass. Her hips began bucking wildly and her moans became grunts then cries. She raised her hips and ass completely off the bed and cried out loudly then pushed my face from between her legs. My face was covered with her juices like a kid eating watermelon. We snuggled up again and my partner began kissing my face tasting her juices with her tongue. "You seem to enjoy the taste of pussy as much as I do." I said. "Mmmm, I guess I do although I have only had two female experiences. That's why I was so drawn to the redhead at the front desk; you are a lucky guy." She replied. "Maybe I can help you out if you want us to exchange contact information and do some planning together. You might even enjoy the three of us together." I mentioned. "Yes, I think I would enjoy a threesome with you. I'll leave you one of my business cards at the desk." There was some more pillow talk but I do not recall most of it. I slightly remember rolling on my side and pulling a soft, warm ass against me. The next I recalled was the feeling of a warm, wet mouth on my cock and opening my eyes to beams of early morning light filtering around the curtains. I reached down and ran my fingers through the gray hair of the head bobbing up and down on my cock. "Mmmm that's a nice way to start my day." I moaned softly. There was a pause in the bobbing motion then a voice, "I hope you are up for a "good morning" fuck." "Oh, I love a good morning fuck," I replied. "You can call me Teresa as you fuck me." She said as she moved to display her open ass and cunt from the classical "doggie" position. I crawled on my knees to sniff and lick the bitch's hind quarters before mounting her. I didn't have a "knot" to lock her up so I resorted to the human method of grabbing her hips with my hands and slamming balls deep into her hot, glistening hole. Her arms stretched out in front to push back against my thrusts. I knew I was not going to hold back this time; this time I was going to fill her with white, hot semen. Hotel Hospitality "Come on Teresa, give it up. Give me a good fucking." I said as I gave her ass a good smack. I felt her fingers as she reached back for my balls then moved forward to her large clit. She didn't just rub it she attacked it with all four fingers; she rubbed it, she smacked it. Her grunts began to drown out the sounds of our bodies smacking together with each thrust. "Oh fuck Teresa! Come with me!" Spurt after spurt of hot liquid pulsed through my shaft and exploded out the small hole at its tip. I shuttered and gasped; Teresa's hand dropped to the bed. We froze for several minutes and we tried to regain our composure. "Oh my god!" Teresa said heaving for breath; she looked at her watch. "I've got to run. I have an all day seminar to hold for a group of retired soldiers." She grabbed her dress and ran into the bathroom to pee. We had come full circle over the last twelve hours; it began and ended in the bathroom. I pulled back the covers on the bed to let the large semen stain dry before the maids arrived to clean up the room then went to the breakfast area to get coffee and something to eat. Rose looked at me as I walked into the breakfast area; she knew I had not come in from my morning run. She shook her head and smiled.