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The Hotel Ch. 1

By: anon__male



The light above the door of the motel offered up a safe haven for moths during dusk on a warm summers night. It also signaled that you had made it to the room and were waiting for me to enter.

As planned, the door was cracked. Adjusting to the dim light above the bed, I realize a silhouette sitting at the end of the bed. Closing the door behind be, you move, hesitantly. Tentatively you approach me. I notice you're wearing a dress - the dress you told your husband you were getting for a wedding. What a fool he is. The only light glimmers off your hair, and a flicker of your eyes as you await my next movement.

Wasting no time, we embrace. Rubbing your back, I realize you're wearing a bra. I feel the heat rush through my body. I move my hands down, feeling your ass. My anger boils over realizing you are wearing underwear as well. This was not as intended. You sense my anger - I'll have nothing to do with it. You begin to explain. I cut you short, pushing you against the nearest wall, lifting your dress. Without even looking, I tear through the black nylons hiding your underwear. Pulling the scraps off nylon from your body, I roughly pull the panties off - hearing a slight tear - falling victim to my disappointment. Realizing you have let me down, you plead as I toss the mangled material to my side. Firmly, I pull you on top of me onto the bed. Knowing your fate, you barely breath as you wait for your punishment.

I pull the dress above your waist - gazing at your creamy white ass facing me. One last plea from you forces me to ravage you. Snap - the first slap causes your ass to turn red. Slap - alternating to the other cheek. By this time, your pleas have become mere whimpers as you succumb to the tingling feeling boiling in your loins. Whack - another swat shoots through your behind, followed by three more spine-tingling swats.

Short, labored breaths causes your back to heave - waiting for the next hand to come down on your sensitive ass. I feel some sympathy for you and begin to rub the areas I've just ravaged. My hand, slowly makes its way between the crack of your ass, down to your pussy. Heat emanating, slowly and steady, I begin to finger the area between your ass and pussy. I feel you beginning to grind your pussy against my lap, looking to take advantage of the friction between your body and mine.

As I tease your tender areas, I run my finger up your spine to find the zipper which encloses you in your clothed cocoon. Slowly pulling it down, the air hits your spine and you let out a shiver. In the dim light I notice the bra is black, lace - my favorite. I ponder the possibilities, finger the back of the bra between two fingers and let the strap snap back against your spine. You jump, not expecting the treatment. I undo the bra, freeing your breasts from their confinement and order you to stand up.

Your hair, not in its neat form, lays frazzled on top of your head. A slight glaze covers your eyes, eagerly awaiting my next move. I order you to completely undress. Dress and bra fall to the floor, leaving you in the final scraps of nylons and the proper black dress shoes you entered with. You proceed to take off your shoes, and peel the nylon off your legs and feet. Standing straight up, you await the next event of such an early evening.

The Hotel Ch. 1



This story was inspired by a bulletin board post on Literotica. This story is a complete fabrication and persons named herein bare no resemblance to any persons dead or living.

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The Hotel is a modest affair compared to some of the big ones that populate the Mexican Riviera! We're not state of the art, but we offer good clean accommodations for a modest price and good service. The Hotel has access to the white sandy beaches and all the activities one would expect in an area such as this.

During the summer months it is much too hot to get many visitors other than the die hard fishermen who come here for the big sailfish that cruise the coastline. We manage to eke out an existence during those times. Our real season does not start until around mid-October and runs through early April when the weather begins to warm up North of the border. We get the occasional Honeymoon couple in the off season but mostly it's pretty dull.

However at our peak season we are busy and our guests come and go by the hundreds. Some stay as few as a single weekend, other's a week and then there are those who may stay with us for a month or more. There are those who come season after season and we look forward to seeing them every year.

My name is Philipe. I am the senior desk clerk here at the hotel. I have been here for ten years and will probably be here for another ten. The Hotel is a family owned operation and two brothers operate the hotel that has been in the family for three generations. Since I am not family, I will never rise above Senior Desk Clerk. I do not mind! The pay is good and there are benefits that make up for the lack of opportunity.

As the senior desk clerk I have a small suite here at the hotel where I live. I have access to all the hotel facilities for no cost and I get a decent salary. I suppose I could go to one of the bigger hotels that line the beach and make more money and have greater opportunity for advancement, but this small hotel suits me just fine and I am appreciated here.

I mentioned that my job includes benefits. There are quite a few female employee's working here at the hotel as chambermaids, desk clerks, in the kitchen, as server's in the restaurant or in the gift shops. I can have these women whenever I want as I control their jobs and they know this. Do I feel badly that they must submit to me? No! No! Not at all! This is as things are and should be in this business.

My favorite at the moment is Lupe. Lupe is a chambermaid and a very good-looking woman. She is married and has a couple of small children. At first Lupe was reluctant to submit to me and my needs. She had threatened to report me to the owners and I told her to go right ahead and do so if she felt she must.

Lupe had gone to the oldest brother, Ernesto! Ernesto is like the senior partner in a firm and makes most of the business decisions. He also has the most authority and most are fearful of him. Lupe had explained to Ernesto that I was trying to extort sexual favors from her via threats to her job. Ernesto listened patiently and told her that he would have a talk with me, but that she should understand that this was the way things were in our little corner of the world. Lupe asked if this meant that she would have to submit to me if she wished to keep her job? Ernesto explained that it was sad, but true!

Lupe became angry that she would have to trade sex for job security and threatened to leave our employ and go to one of the other hotels in the area! Ernesto invited her to do so if she felt she must, but reminded her that those other hotels, though bigger than our operation required pretty much the same thing from their female employee's and they would check with us for a recommendation, and well? What could we tell them that would recommend her?

Lupe had cried and Ernesto had put his arm around her shoulders to comfort her. As she cried against his chest, Ernesto had begun to fondle her breasts. Lupe had wailed when she realized that what she had tried to avoid with me was about to happen to her at the hands of Ernesto!

Lupe had approached the desk in the main lobby some hours later. Her eyes were red from crying and her make-up was smudged. She stood quietly as I finished with a guest waiting for a chance to speak with me. As I finished with the guest I turned to her smiling and asked what I could do for her? She had looked at me with hatred in her eyes and told me that all men were pigs! I had to agree with her! We, men, seem to be driven by our baser desires!

To make her feel better, I gave her the rest of the day off to regain her composure and told her to report to work the next day at four in the afternoon, that was the end of my shift. I knew that Ernesto had used her and used her badly, but this again was the way of the world. She was lucky that it had not been Hector she had gone to see! She would still have been attending to his needs well into the night.

I told her that I would get one of the hotel's drivers to take her home, that way she would not have to ride that hot stuffy bus. She had dropped her eyes and nodded her head in acceptance of both the ride and her lot in life. As she turned to leave I stopped her and asked if she had seen the hotel doctor, Old Doc Chavez? She shook her head in the negative. I recommended that she see him as soon as possible for a check up. It was a free benefit of the Hotel for our female employee's.

Lupe had nodded her agreement and turned toward the main entrance where she told me she would wait for the driver. I smiled and wished her a good day! It was important that she see Doc Chavez and he would put her on the pill so that she didn't become pregnant. I had no desire to sire a bunch of children with her or anyone else. I had called the driver and had admonished him not to touch this woman as he took her to her home, she was reserved for management and penalties could be severe if he indulged himself. Lupe didn't know it but she was being protected by her new status!

I was still feeling somewhat aroused and since Lupe had been occupied by Ernesto for so long and I had sent her home, I needed to do something! Then the blonde Gringa I had checked in less than an hour ago came to mind. She had been very forward in making eye contact with me as she had gone through the check-in procedure. She had deliberately touched my hand several times, but I had pretended not to notice. She was checking in, in advance of her husband who would arrive the next day. She had gone to her room, but had reappeared in the lobby 30 minutes later in a very brief swimsuit and had walked slowly past the desk on her way to the Beach Bar.

My shift ended and I turned over to the night clerk. I looked out in the direction of the Beach Bar and could see her sitting at a small table by herself. She was about forty and had a good body on her. She had obviously been trying to get my attention and would probably be easy. I removed my tie and opened my shirt at the collar and headed for the bar. I went directly to the bar and purposely did not look in her direction as I passed by. I greeted the bartender, a woman named Ester, with whom I had spent some time in day's past. I ordered a drink and stood at the bar looking out over the beach and slowly turned to study the bar and finally brought my gaze to the blonde. She was looking directly at me and when our eyes met she smiled and I smiled back.

I approached her table and pretended to search my memory for her name. Ah, Senora Vance, I see that you have found our little Beach Bar! I hope everything is to your satisfaction I asked? After ten years in this business I have mastered the art of being solicitous without sounding phony! She answered that yes all was well and would I care to sit and join her? Yes, she was easy, hell, she was eager! I had begun rubbing her bare thighs under the table as we talked and she was becoming visibly excited. I told her my room number and requested that she wait five minute before coming to my suite.

I left the bar and headed to my room where I waited for Senora Vance. She showed up right on time and she greeted me with a nervous little smile as I opened the door. My suite is in a wing of the hotel that does not get a lot of traffic. It is on the eighth floor and near the end of the wing over looking the beach and a garden. This wing is exclusively used for Suites for our high-class guests. I asked her to come in and she looked nervously up and down the hallway and hesitated. I stepped into the hallway and slipped an arm around her waist, drew her to me and kissed her. I told her to please come in and led her into the room closing the door behind us. Her name was Beth as I remembered from her check-in sheet.

I left her standing by the door and I crossed the room and sat on the loveseat near the French doors that opened onto the balcony that overlooked the garden eight stories below. I sat and looked at her for perhaps thirty seconds as she continued to stand where I had left her. She was about 5" 7" and weighed maybe 130. As I said she was blonde, but not a natural blonde. She was slender, her forty years had been kind to her. She filled out the brief swimsuit she wore quite nicely. All she had on was the swimsuit, sandals and a ridiculous hat that all these tourists like to wear.

I arched an eyebrow at her and told her to remove her clothing. She looked a little surprised and licked her lips nervously. I gazed into her eyes steadily and smiled at her. She smiled back and she looked around and found a place on a small table to deposit her purse. She turned to face me and her hands went to the tie for the top of her swimsuit at the back of her neck and she pulled the strings apart. The swimsuit was a one-piece affair with a tie behind the neck and two ties at the hips. Beth dropped her hand to her sides and slowly raised them one at a time to pull the ties at the hips apart.

As she did this she raised a hand to her chest and momentarily held the suit in place over her ample chest. She then slowly slid the clinging material down over her breasts exposing them to me. She had nice breasts for a woman in her forties. To be sure they were not the breasts of a teenaged girl, still they were nice and round and firm looking. Gravity had begun to pull them down a little but not as much as some I have seen. She continued to slide the suit down her body over her torso and belly at last exposing her pussy to me.

Beth's pussy was shaven smooth with the exception of a small clipped strip of hair lined up vertically with her slit. She kicked her sandals off as she pushed the suit over her thighs letting it drop to her feet. She kicked the suit aside and stood meekly while I inspected her body from where I sat. She had a good body and I thought that she must have had a great body twenty years ago.

I motioned for her to come closer to me and as she approached I sat forward and reached up with both hands to cup her breasts. She gave a little shiver of pleasure as I squeezed and kneaded them. I lowered my hands and sat back on the love seat. Now I thought to myself, lets just see if Senora Vance is as good as she looks!

I opened my legs and gave her a questioning look. She gazed at me steadily and she had understood! She sank to her knees between my legs and reached for the zipper to my trousers and pulled it down. She pushed her hand inside and grasped my cock and massaged it for several seconds before pulling it out of my pants. I was fully aroused and stood at attention and she slid her hand up and down the shaft of my penis. I closed my eyes as she lowered her face toward my very erect penis and her mouth engulfed the head of my cock.

I almost laughed! This was so easy! These American women came down here and had such strange ideas about Latino lovers. They would never put up with this behavior in their own country, but as soon as they crossed south of the border they became meek and mild and submitted easily to Latino men. I think they read too many romance novels!

I used Senora Vance all that evening and into the night to satisfy my needs. She never complained about anything I asked her to do or how often I demanded that she do it. She seemed grateful that I would even consider fucking her. Who am I to complain? I ushered her out of my suite at around eleven that night and sent her back to her own room. She had dreamy expression on her face and kissed me good night.

Thanks to Mrs. Vance I slept like a baby the rest of the night. The next morning I was refreshed and ready for the day!

After a shower and dressing I went to the restaurant for my breakfast. I sat there and ate my breakfast leisurely and without haste. I knew that the late night clerk on the desk wanted to be relieved, but she would not complain if I were late. She knew that should she complain, it would cost her and she did not want to give up one of her days off attending to my needs and desires.

As I sat finishing my coffee, Mrs. Vance entered the dining room with a tall good-looking man about the same age as she. They were about to walk past my table when I rose to my feet and said good morning to her. She looked surprised and nervous. I asked if she remembered me from the day before, I was the senior desk clerk? She said oh yes! She did! I invited them to join me at my table and her husband accepted just as Senora Vance was about to decline my offer.

I snapped my fingers and three wait people appeared as if by magic. I had them take the Vance's order for breakfast and scurry about attending to their needs as if they were royalty. Senora Vance kept looking at me nervously, but I made little eye contact with her as I directed most of my comments to her husband. When I was satisfied that the Vances were well taken care of I rose and announced that I had to get to work and that I hoped they would enjoy their breakfast compliments of the Hotel. I bowed and kissed Beth's hand and excused myself.

As I walked away I heard Beth's husband tell her that these people really knew how to treat a guest. Beth chuckled and agreed that they sure did! I smiled to myself as I walked away toward the lobby.

Crossing the lobby I went behind the long counter where the night Clerk waited for me. She looked cross, but said nothing to indicate her mood. I asked her how the night had gone and she indicated that there had been no problems other than one no show from the previous evening. She also reported that there had been no problems from the previous shift whom she had relieved on time. It was still obvious that she was displeased with my late arrival, so I decided that she needed to be punished for this lack of respect.

Her Name was Elena and I told her that I wanted a run down on the room usage chart. The chart showed all the occupied and unoccupied rooms and suites and what problems there were with each room if any. She had to explain what all the problems were and what was being done to remedy them. I forced her to stand in front of me at the counter and go through the chart room by room. I stood in back of her and looked over her shoulder as she did this. The other girl on reception duty looked at us nervously, as she knew what was happening. I glared at her and she snapped her head around and made herself extremely busy and never again looked in our direction.

Elena began to blush, as she knew what I was going to do to her. She did not make any protest as I moved up behind her and placed a hand on her hip and leaned forward to look over her shoulder at the chart before her. Elena knew better than to make a scene and draw attention to herself. She liked this job and needed to keep it. She couldn't afford to lose it.

I slid my hand down over her ass and cupped her ass cheeks, first one, then the other. I continued to massage her ass as she went through the chart for me. I pretended to drop something and stooped to pick it up. As I did I ran my hand down over her ass and down her legs. I then ran my hand up her legs under the skirt she wore as I stood up. I now had my hand on her panty-clad ass and I ran my fingers over her silky panties. Elena had turned a darker shade of red as I did this to her in the middle of a crowded lobby as guests came and went to and from the desk just feet away.

I worked my hand up her ass until I could feel the waistband of her panties. I hooked a finger into the waistband and pulled it down enough that I could work my hand into them and place my sweaty palm on the bare flesh of her ass. Elena tried to ignore what I was doing with my hand as I worked my fingers into the crack of her luscious ass. Soon I had my fingers jammed in-between the globes of her ass and rubbed a finger across the little pucker of her anus. Elena squirmed as I rubbed her anus with my finger. I worked my hand deeper into her panties forcing them down her ass. Soon my fingers found her pussy and I stroked her pussy lips lightly with my fingers. I forced my fingers between her thighs and she reluctantly opened her legs a little to admit my hand.

I leaned forward as if I had seen something that had caught my attention, the weight of my body forcing her to bend further forward as my questing fingers slipped farther between her thighs and I found her clitoris. I rubbed it lightly and slowly. She fidgeted and tried to straighten up but I kept my body positioned so that she could not do so. I increased the tempo of my fingers rubbing over her clitoris and her breathing became labored as she struggled to maintain a calm appearance.

I could feel Elena's thighs begin to tremble as I rubbed her little button. I smiled and slid my hand down her slit and with my fingers felt for and found her opening. She was wet and getting wetter by the second. I slipped first one finger, then two into her wet little hole. Soon I had worked three fingers into her and was working them in and out of her. Elena placed her hands on the counter top palms down to stabilize her self as her legs trembled considerably more with each passing second. She was so wet now that my fingers flew in and out of her and I could feel her juices begin to flow down her inner thighs.

Not even pretending to look at the chart any more, Elena bent her head down and opened her mouth in a silent scream of ecstasy. Her color had risen in her face and neck and little droplets of sweat had broken out on her forehead. I watched as her orgasm wrenched through her body and her arms locked in an effort to keep her from sinking to the floor. I slid my fingers out of her vagina and up over her ass. I left her panties where they were and stood up a little and used the hem of her skirt to wipe her juices off my hand and sticky fingers.

I thanked her for her efforts on the chart and wished her a good day. I then turned and walked away leaving her bent over the counter and the chart. With in a moment or two she was recovered enough to push her self up, turn and walk away toward the ladies restroom. I told the assistant clerk that I would return in a moment. I needed to go to the restroom and wash my hands. She was a pretty little thing name Carmellita. She nodded vigorously, knowing why I needed to wash my hands.

I returned to the hotel desk after a brief visit to the Hombre's room. I checked to see that everything was going well and checked the status of arrivals. I saw that a group that was scheduled in that morning was late. The vans had been dispatched to the airport to collect our guests, but had yet to return. I looked and saw that this was a group from the United States, from Atlanta, Georgia to be exact. I read the reservation further and saw that this was a high school group on spring break. I groaned as I saw this. These groups were the worst! A bunch of kid's! No wonder they were late.

Just then I glanced at the TV monitors behind us at the counter and saw the first of the vans pull up to the portico in front of the hotel. The driver leapt from the van and ran around the side to open the sliding door and a group of teenagers spilled out of the van and began to mill about. The Bell Captain was there with his crew of Bell Boys and they collected the bags and hurried inside with them just as two more vans pulled up to the portico.




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It looked like mass confusion, in actuality it was going quite well. The Bell Boys deposited the bags in an area that had been designated for just such a purpose and raced outside for another load. This group was getting a special rate for a large group and we had to keep them separated from other guests attempting to check in at the same time, to avoid confusion as much as possible. One of our staff had gone to the portico to usher this first group in and get the registration process going.

Being teenager's they were loud and boisterous. I hated dealing with them almost as much as I dislike dealing with large groups of women that we sometimes got. I stood back and watched as my staff took care of things. I would only become involved if they ran into a problem that required me to make decisions they did not have the authority to make.

While I stood there and watched, I had the opportunity to study the group as they approached the counter individually to check in. One of the stipulations had been that everyone in the group had to be at the very least eighteen years old. The law enforcement here in Mexico can be very lax, but one thing they had started to crack down on was under aged drinking. So we (the hotel's) had to protect ourselves and for large groups like this we demanded that only those who were eighteen or older be allowed to participate. This also reduced our liability if some of the girls got laid while here at the hotel. They almost always did, it is human nature.

As I studied them I saw that several of the girls were real beauties and made mental notes as to which I might direct my attentions to later. One girl in particular had a rather large chest and was a standout. I caught myself several times staring at her chest and had to force myself to look away. I stepped forward and made sure that the clerk checking this young lady in put her in a particular room. They were going to double up and so I selected another young lady of particularly good looks to share this room also.

The room I selected was one that had been outfitted with good camera's and special optic's for night filming. I wanted to make sure that these two would be captured on film and that the quality would be good. Some of the clerks suspected that there was something going on with some of the rooms, but didn't know what it was! Unbeknownst to them, they had been filmed in some of those rooms themselves. Some of the films I had sold to distributors and some I had kept for my own private collection.

A great many films had been made of our guests and sold on the open market. So far no one had ever come back to complain about it. As things were going along smoothly I walked across the lobby to the elevators and went to the fifth floor and to a small utility room. Using a special passkey I let myself in and turned on the lights. The room had rack after rack of high quality video equipment arrayed around the walls. In the far wall was a 56" color monitor that could display the real time or taped activity in any of the rooms that had been wired.

I checked all the tape machines to ensure they all had a new tape installed and were ready to go. As I did this, I heard a key in the lock of the door and turned as Hector, the other brother let himself into the room. Hector greeted me with a big smile as he closed the door behind him. This had been Hectors idea from the beginning and he treated it like a baby as he pampered his equipment.

Hector had gone through the lobby and seen the mass check-in in progress and so had come here to this room. Hector sat in a large leather chair in front of the monster monitor and reached for the remote control to turn it on. Hector looked at me and asked which of the Gringa's I had put in room 357? I told him that I had put the little bitch with the big tits and another good-looking girl in there. Hector had seen the one with the big tits and had been hoping she would be in that room. Hector allowed that he thought she was a hot little Puta and wanted to get a good look at her body.

There was an excellent chance that he would as what usually happened was that these groups wanted to get out on the beach as soon as possible and they stripped down and squeezed themselves into swim suits. There was a control panel next to the large leather chair that allowed you to control the video feed to the monitor. In addition you could change the camera angle or select different lenses for close up viewing. It was all computer controlled and very expensive. The system had an encrypted lock out that required a special code to access it, so even if the room with it's equipment were discovered, unless you have the code you could not tell what the machines were doing. Another feature was that if the room were discovered and someone tried to access the system with out the proper code, the machine would automatically reverse and go into high speed erase mode destroying the tapes contents.

I told Hector that the young bitch with the big tits name was Heather and the girl she had been paired with was Donna. Hector smiled and thanked me for the information. Just then the door to room 357 opened and two young girls rushed into the room followed by a bellboy laden with bags. Hector leaned forward in his chair and licked his lips as he manipulated the cameras in the room changing the picture on the screen at which he stared. Hector glance at me and his eyes darted back to the screen.

I did not wish to see Hector in this state, it was not a pretty sight, it did nothing for me and I left the room with a wave that Hector never saw and headed back to the lobby and mayhem.

As the elevator doors opened I was struck by a wall of noise. Most of this party had arrived at the hotel and were milling about near the Hotel desk. They talked and shouted to one another and those who had accompanied this group of kids as chaperones were scurrying to and fro trying to get them organized and calmed down. I stepped behind the counter and asked one of the clerks how things were going. I was told that it was typical in a group such as this and there were actually few problems. I nodded and stepped back and let my staff work! As I stood there a woman in her late thirties or early forties approached the desk and got my attention.

Her name was Marjorie Davis, she was one of the chaperones and the mother of one of the students on this trip. I asked politely what I could do for her and she replied that she needed to be put in a room that would be centrally located with in the block of rooms that had been reserved for this group. I told that of course that could be arranged! She also wanted to make sure that all of her charges were located on the same floor and within this block of rooms so that she would not have to cover multiple floors in trying to keep track of them. I assured her that indeed all her charges would be on the same floor and within the same wing of the hotel. She smiled her thanks and turned back toward the teenagers.

There were two other chaperones with the group. There was a tall black man and a mousy little woman whom I guessed to be in her early forties. The black man, whom I learned was a Mr. Johnson, did not look happy at all. He was rather gruff in his dealings with everyone around him. The mousy woman was Simone Fletcher a French teacher. I stepped forward and instructed the clerks to make sure that they put Mrs. Davis in 358 (another of our specially equipped rooms), Mr. Johnson in room 345 and Ms. Fletcher in room 365. These rooms also had some special equipment for which there would be no additional charge.

I stepped back and studied the two female chaperones as they scurried about shepherding their charges. Mrs. Davis was an attractive woman with an ample chest, narrow waist, broad hips and a nicely rounded ass. Ms. Fletcher on the other hand was quite slender with a small chest and big soulful eyes. Upon closer inspection it was apparent that Ms. Fletcher was a very attractive woman and her attractiveness was down played and covered up by her choice of clothing and lack of make up.

Mrs. Davis approached the counter and signaled me that she wanted to talk with me once again. I stepped forward and asked if I could be of assistance. She asked many questions about the dinning room hours and room service. She also asked about bus transportation to the market area and how often the buses ran and whether they were on time. I presented her with a sample menu from the dining room that had the hours of operation printed on it and told her that she should not concern herself with the buses or schedules as the Hotel would provide transportation via our fleet of vans. All it would take was a little coordination between the chaperones and our hotel staff. As we had talked she had placed her large purse on the counter between us. For whatever reason the purse toppled over and the opening at the top gaped open revealing the purse's contents to me.

As I glanced inside I saw the most prominent object that occupied the purse was a large blue plastic vibrator. As I saw this, I wondered why this attractive woman carried this object in her purse and not concealed in her luggage? Mrs. Davis seemed not to notice that her purse had toppled over and was about to spill it's contents over the top of the counter. I casually reached over and righted the bag, careful not to give an indication that anything was amiss.

The dour looking Mr. Johnson approached the counter and ignoring Mrs. Davis demanded to know what room he had been given. I asked Mrs. Davis to give me a moment and turned my attention to Mr. Johnson. He was tall and athletically built. He was a handsome man and would been more so had he smiled more often. It apparently did not occur to Mr. Johnson that he was being rude as he stood and looked at me impatiently. I signaled the clerk nearest to me and got the key to Mr. Johnson's room. I turned and snapping my fingers summoned a bellboy. I gave the key to the bellboy and asked Mr. Johnson to point out his bags and the bellboy would escort him to his room.

I returned my attention to Mrs. Davis and asked if she had anymore questions she needed help with. She answered that she did not and thanked me for my help and I reached over and picked up the key to her room where it had been placed on the desk near me. I snapped my fingers once again and another bellboy appeared next to her. I handed the key to the bellboy and he asked which bags were hers and she pointed them out. While the bellboy retrieved her bags I asked Mrs. Davis if she would ask Ms. Fletcher to come to the counter to see me. Mrs. Davis gave me a radiant smile and thanked me and turned to seek out Ms. Fletcher.

I stood and watched as my staff worked. They were really very good at what they do and I was proud of their performance. It took several seconds to realize that Ms. Fletcher was standing at the counter waiting for me to notice her. I apologized for making her wait as I stepped forward and she accepted my apology with a warm smile. I was getting a close up look at this woman for the first time and saw that she had a quiet beauty that was belied by her dowdy clothing and sparse makeup. I asked if she had any questions that she'd like answered or if there was any problem the hotel could address for her. She shook her head and lowered her eyes to the counter top. I looked at her for a moment and picked up the key to her assigned room and summoned a bellboy. I wondered why this woman was a chaperone for this group of rowdy teenagers, she seemed hardly the type.

I looked around the lobby and everything was returning to normal, all the teenagers had been whisked off to their rooms and were doing God only knew what. The clerks were getting all the paper work done and guest cards made up that showed which guest were in what rooms and the checkout times for their departure from the hotel. I nodded to one of the clerks and made my way to the elevator. I went to the fifth floor and down the hall to the utility room I had visited earlier. Using my key I entered the room and saw that Hector was no longer there. I went and inspected the chair to see if Hector had left a mess to be cleaned up. There was none and I sat in the chair and using the remote turned on the 56" monitor. The picture appeared instantly showing interior of room 357. Clothes and under garments were strewn about the room but there was no one there at the moment.

Using the control panel next to the chair I selected room 358 and the picture changed to show the interior of that room. Mrs. Davis had stripped down to her bra and panties and was putting various items in dresser drawers. I changed the camera angle and studied her body as she moved about the room. She had a pretty decent body. I could see that her breasts were large and well shaped. I watched her for a few more minutes and then switched to room 365 and was rewarded with a view of Ms. Fletcher. The woman stood at the window and stared out of it. She hardly moved and her bags had not been touched. I watched for a few moments and when she had still not moved from the window, I switched the video feed back to room 358.

Mrs. Davis had removed her bra and panties and was putting on the bottom half of her bikini swimsuit. She pulled the small panty like bottom up and adjusted it over her hairy muff. She checked herself out in the mirror and made a face. A lot of hair poked out the sides and top of her bikini bottom. She went to her bags and rummaged around for a few seconds before she found her travel kit. She extracted a small pair of scissors and began to trim back the excess hair that poked out of her suit. She inspected the results of her handy work and grimaced not liking what she saw. She removed the suit completely and went into the bathroom. I switched cameras to the bathroom and watched as she ran some hot water and unwrapped the complimentary razor the hotel provides in every room.

She used the scissors to cut down her bush even further and to shape it. When she was satisfied she soaped up her muff and used the razor to clean up the stubble where she had removed the hair from around her pussy and lower belly. When she finished she raised her arms and inspected her armpits and decided that she should shave those too.

When she finished she stood and admired her handy work in the mirror and rubbed her hand over her newly trimmed pussy. She rubbed her hand over it again and again and inserted a finger in between the lips of her pussy and flicked it over her clitoris. Her legs trembled slightly and she withdrew her hand and turning, walked into her room and picked up her purse. She reached in and withdrew the large blue vibrator that I had seen earlier. She sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs. She placed the very tip of the vibrator on the lips of her pussy and slid the vibrating machine down the outside of her pussy lips. She did this several time and her thighs twitched and jumped as she brought herself to full arousal.

The woman lay back on the bed, her legs dangling over the edge. She brought her free hand up to her chest and began to massage and knead her breasts while she continued the play of the blue vibrator over the lips of her glistening pussy. Her fingers began to pull and twist her large nipples, first one then the other. She began a slow rocking motion with her hips as she continued to pass the vibrator over the swollen labia. She teased herself like this for some five minute before she slid her free hand from her breasts down over her midriff to her belly and then to her newly shorn muff.

The audio pickup with the cameras was picking up her muted moans and whimpers as the fingers on her free hand spread her labia and exposed the glistening inner lips of her inflamed pussy and her clitoris nestled between them. Her clit was about the size of the end of my little finger to the first knuckle. As soon as she had spread her labia and exposed her pussy she shifted the vibrator to the inside of her pussy lips and ran the buzzing machine up and down between them. She did this for about a minute or so and was careful to not let the vibrator touch her clitoris.

The rocking motion of her hips had increased in tempo and small cries of pleasure escaped her as she continued her sex play. Finally she touched her clitoris with the buzzing vibrator and her whole body jumped in response and a loud cry of pleasure escaped her. She brought the hand that had been holding her labia open back to her chest and once again began to work her nipples over, pinching and pulling them. Her body began to twitch and muscles spasmed as she played the vibrator over her clit. Then with a loud cry her body heaved and she slid the vibrator down to the opening of her pussy and plunged it into herself with a swift motion. Her legs opened and closed over her hand that held the vibrator in place spasmodically. Her free hand left her breasts and went immediately to her soaked crotch where her fingers flew over her clitoris. Her body bucked and thrashed on the bed as a powerful orgasm swept through her body.

Finally she lay still and her hands fell to her sides and rested on the bed. Her legs relaxed and spread open to reveal the blue vibrator still embedded in her quaking pussy. The muted buzzing could still be heard from the buried vibrator. Her chest heaved as shivers ran through her body in the aftermath of her orgasm. As I watched the quaking muscles in her pussy pushed the vibrator from her and it fell to the floor buzzing angrily.

Mrs. Davis lay there for a few more minutes to recover, before she finally sat up and reached down to retrieve the buzzing machine from where it had fallen. She switched it off and dropped it on the bed next her. One last shudder passed through her body and she pushed her self to her feet and went to the bathroom. She turned on the shower and got in where she just stood for a few minutes letting the water beat on her body.

I adjusted the control panel and switched back to Ms. Fletcher's room and saw that she now sat in a chair reading a book. I shut off the monitor and checked the machines to ensure that they were all working and that they all had plenty of tape in them. Satisfied, I left the room and went back to the lobby.

Ms. Fletcher intrigued me. I had an idea about her and would find out in short order if my suspicions were well founded. As I stepped off the elevator in the lobby I almost collided head on with Beth Vance who had been waiting for the elevator. I apologized profusely for my inattention and stepped aside to allow her on the elevator. She smiled at me as she passed and upon entering the elevator turned and put out a hand preventing the doors from closing. She told me that she had decided to stay on for a few days after her husband left to return to the States and would that present a problem in being able to keep her room.

I smiled at her and let my eyes travel over her body and told her that I for saw no problems, she may have to change rooms, but she could be accommodated easily! Beth smiled radiantly and let the elevator door close. 

I wanted to get a feel for what was going on in the hotel with this large group of American teenager's running all over the place. The best place to do that was the employee's lounge! The lounge was located near the rear of the hotel near the kitchens and I headed in that direction. As I entered the lounge conversation stopped and all eyes turned to me expectantly and even fearfully in some cases. I waved my hand for them to continue and headed for the coffeepot that sat on the counter near the rear of the large room. I wanted a cup of good strong Mexican coffee not the weak shit the Americano's seemed to prefer.

As I poured the coffee the conversation in the room picked up to its previous levels. I stood and looked around the room and there were quite a few employees and staffers in attendance and they talked animatedly with one another in pairs and in groups. I spotted the group I wanted to talk with and moved across the room to join them. As I approached some began to stand and fidget nervously. I waved them back into their seats and sat down with them.




The Hotel Ch. 1



You may be wondering about the preferential treatment they afford me. It is really simple to explain. My position as Senior Clerk is roughly equivalent to that of Manager. I answer only to the Brothers' Ernesto and Hector! I wield a lot of power and I wield that power ruthlessly! Even Hector is hesitant to fuck with me!

I sat and listened to the conversation and sipped my coffee. As expected, the subject of the conversation was indeed the Americano teenagers. The teens were everywhere, getting into everything. Despite the fact that the boys and girls had been separated and the chaperones were doing their damnedest to keep an eye on them, the kids had paired off and were at each other almost from the moment they had arrived at the hotel. The Cabana's on the beach had to be checked almost constantly to ensure the kids weren't in one of them fucking their brains out.

The teens had discovered all the secluded spots in the garden and were fucking in there too! I thought to myself that they had only been here a matter of hours and already they were fucking like rabbits. There was a lot of talk about one boy in particular, his name was Randy Detwyler! It seems he is particularly well endowed for one his age and he thinks it is his destiny to share this endowment with every woman he meets. He has already made advances on several of the hotel staff and many of the women are fearful of him.

Mrs. Davis' son Bill has paired off with Heather Sewell, the teen with the big chest. Mrs. Davis has devoted most of her energy in chasing them around to keep them from fucking one another. She has not paid that much attention to the other teens in her charge and the staff has begun to wonder what is going on there. Everyone laughs at the observation that Mrs. Davis has been unsuccessful in preventing her son from fucking this girl.

The conversation turns to Mr. Johnson, the large black man. It seems that he gets and makes a lot of calls to the U.S. and talks to someone they believe is either his girl friend or a wife. No one has been able to figure out which it is. The one thing that is known is that whom ever he talks to, is not happy with him being here and not back in Atlanta. 

No one seems to know anything about Ms. Fletcher. She only comes out of her room occasionally and has little to say. She seems to be quite shy and was a poor choice for chaperone. They all agreed that she could be quite pretty if she fixed herself up just a little!

I sat around and listened for a few more minutes as I finished my coffee. I circulated through out the room and listened to various conversations and filed various tidbits away for future reference. there were several pieces of information that I thought interesting and possibly profitable. Such as the news that at least two of the boys who had managed to room together are homosexuals and at least four of the girls in this group are lesbians or at the very least bi-sexual. How this was discovered was not discussed.

I left the lounge and headed back toward the lobby. I spent the next couple of hours doing some necessary paperwork and dealing with several problems presented by some of our more demanding guests. When I looked at the clock I saw that it was lunch time and I picked up the desk phone and dialed room 358. Mrs. Davis answered on the third ring simply saying "yes! I identified myself and smiled into the receiver, because when she had answered she had been breathless and I thought of her blue friend.

Mrs. Davis immediately thought there must be a problem because of my call. I assured her that all was well and there were no problems to report. The nature of my call was in the way of an invitation for her and the other chaperones to join me as the hotels guest for lunch. I told her that I was extending the invitation through her as I had assumed she was in charge and that I should deal with her in all matters concerning the group.

Mrs. Davis thanked me for the invitation and would collect the others and bring them to lunch. You could hear the obvious pleasure in her voice that I had assumed she was somehow in a position of authority. She asked what time to be in the dinning room? I asked that she and her fellow chaperones be here at the front desk in twenty minutes and they would be escorted to lunch by one of the staff. Her pleasure increased as she perceived the obvious preferential treatment.

I called the kitchen and told the head cook what I wanted and that I wanted it in fifteen minutes and that it was to be set up in the garden adjacent to the hotel. I told him to make whatever arrangements that were necessary.

I told Carmelita that I was going to lunch. It was not necessary to say anything else to her, she understood what she was to do and that I should not be disturbed unless it was a dire emergency. I patted her little behind and walked toward the hotel entrance that led to the garden patio.

As I arrived in the garden one of the hotel's waiters was supervising the last details for the luncheon and had everything just about ready. A table had been set for four and fresh flowers had been arranged in a tasteful center piece. Chilled wine had been placed next to the table. I sat at the table and waited for my guests to arrive.

I did not have long to wait as Carmelita led my guests through the door and to the table. As they approached I stood and greeted them. They were obviously surprised to be here rather than the dining room. Mrs. Davis seemed delighted and Mr. Johnson looked impressed. Ms. Fletcher looked excited but said nothing. I shook hands with them and invited them to sit. Camelita who had stood in back of Mr. Johnson stepped forward and pulled a chair out from the table for him and asked him to sit. Johnson looked surprised and sputtered a little but took the proffered chair.

I held a chair for Mrs. Davis first and seated her. She all but wriggled all over as she took her seat, clearly pleased with the attention. I next seated Ms. Fletcher. As I pulled the chair out for her I touched her lightly on the back with my hand and her body jumped just a little at the contact. As she seated herself she turned and looked up and I captured her eyes with mine and I smiled at her. She blushed slightly and smiled back thanking me.

I took my seat and signaled for the waiter that had been hovering near by and he stepped forward to pick up the chilled wine and present the label for inspection. I asked them if they objected to my selection of wine as the waiter showed them each in turn the label. They all agreed that it was fine. Camelita had continued to stand just a few feet away and not make a sound. I looked in her direction and nodded. She turned immediately and departed. I thought to my self as I watched her go that I was going to have to start paying more attention to her in the future.

I nodded to the waiter and he pulled the cork on the wine and poured a small amount into Mr. Johnson's wine glass. Mr. Johnson took a small sip and allowed that it was fine. I was amused as the waiter continued to stand at Mr. Johnson's side holding the bottle of wine. Mr. Johnson seemed not to notice. Mrs. Davis nudged his elbow and in stage whisper told him to tell the waiter to pour the wine. Johnson looked startled for a moment and then confused as he turned and looked at the waiter. Finally I saw comprehension dawn on him and he signaled the waiter to begin.

As the waiter poured the wine I thanked them for accepting my invitation to join me for luncheon. I explained that this would give us the opportunity for us to discuss how the hotel could be helpful to them in arranging some of the activities they had planned. I told them that I had thought this private luncheon was more appropriate than the dinning room for this kind of meeting. Mrs. Davis beamed, Mr. Johnson sort of puffed up a little and Ms. Fletcher watched me intently. I had been using their formal names and Mrs. Davis told me to call her Marjie. I told her that if she thought that appropriate I would call her Marjorie. Johnson looked a little disappointed with this but introduced himself as Frank. I looked at Ms. Fletcher and she dropped her eyes saying her name was Simone.

I gave the waiter an imperceptible signal and he hurried off to return with in mere seconds with several others who began serving our meal. They were getting first class treatment whether they knew it or not as each off them had a waitperson who attended to their every need. Simone was clearly uncomfortable with all the attention. Marjorie was just thrilled and Frank tried to bluff his way through by acting as if he was accustomed to this level of attention.

We talked about several things that they wanted to do while the group was here. A fishing trip for those who wanted to indulge, a trip to the market place where they waste their money on junk that no self respecting Mexican would have in their home. There were several things that were discussed and I assured them that the hotel could help them with all of it.

Soon the meal was complete and the wait staff cleared the table unobtrusively and melted away. Our waiter reappeared and we were all served coffee and Flan, and he too melted away. We chatted idly about the hotel business, what it was like being a chaperone, dealing with kid's these day and several other subjects. I stood and excused myself saying that I had to return to work, but that they were welcome to stay and enjoy themselves as long as they wished. If they needed anything else, just summon the waiter and he would see to it.

After checking with Carmelita at the front desk I wandered around the lobby area for a while. I went to the bank of elevators and took the next car to the fifth floor and proceeded to the utility room and let myself in. I sat in the chair and turned on the large monitor and checked the activity in the rooms. I checked Senora Davis' room and it was empty. I ran the tape machine back and queued it to about the time I had called her and invited her to lunch with me. As I had suspected Marjorie had been engaged with her little blue friend. I wondered how often she used her toy? If it were as often as it appeared from the tapes, I wondered if she had calluses on her pussy.

I watched as she worked her pussy over with the vibrator. She was on her knees on the bed with her head facing away from the camera. Her ass was in the air with her head a shoulders resting on the bed. She had a hand between her spread legs working the vibrator in and out of her wet pussy and grunting as she slammed it into herself repeatedly. I thought to myself that this woman needed to be fucked and fucked good. She began to hunch her pelvis back and forth and was really reaming her pussy good with the plastic friend when the phone rang. Her hand froze in mid stroke and she swore. The phone rang a third time and her body slumped to the bed as she reached for the phone and breathlessly answered.

At first she looked cross because she had been interrupted but then she smiled at something that I had said to her. Her smile became broader as she listened and she began to nod in agreement with what was being said. She hung up the phone a smile still playing about her lips. She rolled over and sat up. She had pulled her sun dress up to her naval to masturbate and it still hung there leaving her exposed from the waist down. Grasping the dress in both hands she pulled it over her head and dropped it on the bed. She reached behind her with both hands she unclasped her bra and in a fluid motion shrugged the straps off her shoulders and down her arms. Her large breast swung free of their confinement and her nipples contracted from the cool air of the air conditioning unit.

Naked, she stood and walked to the bathroom where she took a damp cloth and wiped her self down. Walking back to the bedroom she selected fresh panties and bra and put them on. Going to the closet she selected a fresh sun dress and put that on. Slipping on her sandals she went to the bed and picked up the blue vibrator and to it into the bathroom and rinsed it off and dried it. She then place it in her purse and left the room. I was amused that she never seemed to go anywhere without the damned thing!

I reset the tape machine and switched the video feed to Simone's room, but it was empty at the moment. I ran the tape back a couple of hours and saw that she had come and gone a few times and had even gone to the bathroom. She had hiked her skirt up to her waist and pulled her panties down and before she sat down I saw that she had a shaved pussy. I reset her tape and checked the room where I had put Heather and Donna. The room was unoccupied so I shut off the monitor and left the room.

As I arrived in the lobby and had started to head for the front desk I saw Marjorie talking with a couple of the teenaged boys from her party. She looked away from them and saw me and she waved. I waved back and continued toward the front desk. She said something to the boys and hurriedly moved in my direction. I stopped and waited for her and she told me that she had some questions for me and would I mind? I assured her that I would be more than happy to answer her questions.

She had a lot of question about the hotel itself, how many rooms did we have, how many of those rooms were suites, how big were the suites, what did they cost? I told that of the one hundred room in the hotel, only twenty were suites and that the cost of the suite varied with the size and location within the hotel. She told that she'd always wanted to rent a suite but could never afford it, besides she didn't think they were worth it, after all, how good could they be?

I asked if she'd like to see one of our suites and she could then decide whether or not it was worth the cost? She said she'd love to see one, but did I have the time for this silly stuff? I assured her that I did, it was part of my job to see to the needs of our guests. I asked her to please come with me and I would show her a suite. We took the elevator to the eighth floor, that is our top floor and bid her to follow me as I led her down a short corridor to an ornate door. I used my pass key and opened it. I let the door swing inward and stood and watched her face as she looked into the suite from where she stood.

This was one of our best suites and it showed, the walls were a rich creamy color and there was a very plush plum colored carpet on the floor. There were wide spacious windows with panoramic views of the ocean and the beaches. The furniture was a cream colored leather and very plush. I urged her to enter and as she passed me I placed hand at the small of her back and gently guided her into the suite. As I had placed my hand against her back I felt a shiver pass through her body.

Taking small steps she crept into the suite as if it were a church or some holy place. I asked if she thought the extra cost was worth it? She slowly nodded her head and she looked around wide eyed. She walked to the large windows and stood staring at the vista before her. She kicked her sandals off and stood digging her toes into the deep pile of the carpet. She looked at me and I smiled and nodded my head. Her face was lit up with a brilliant smile and she fairly skipped around the suite looking at everything. She looked in the bedrooms and the huge master bath all the while exclaiming over some thing or another. I just stood and watched her as she bounced around from room to room.

Marjorie ran over to me and threw her arms about me gave me a wet kiss on the cheek and hugged me tightly. I slipped an arm about her waist and held her to me. She pushed her self away from me where her body had been molded to mine. Her face was flushed and her lips parted slightly. She looked into my eyes and saw the desire there. She flushed even more deeply and pulled further away from me. I still had an arm about her waist and I drew her to me pressing her body once again to mine. She placed her hands against my chest and pushed, but I held her in place with my arm around her. I placed my other hand behind her neck and pulled her face toward mine. She pushed harder with her hands against my chest while she still looked directly into my eyes.

Neither of us had said a word since she had hugged me. I still held her tightly with one arm around her waist and my other hand I hand moved up her neck to her head and gripped hair. I pulled her hair downward forcing her to raise her face toward mine. Suddenly her hands were no longer pushing against me, they now gripped my suit coat clutching at me in an effort to pull me toward her. Her lips parted and I crushed my mouth to hers and speared my tongue into her mouth. She sucked my tongue into her mouth and kissed me hungrily. We kissed passionately for what seemed like several minutes, our tongues dueling and thrusting back and forth. 

I released my hold on her body and she pressed into me as if she wanted her body to melt into mine. I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her back from me. Her eyes smoldering, her breath ragged and her chest heaving she only stood for an instant before she launched herself into me, slamming against me, knocking the breath from me and her mouth was again on mine.

I struggled with her and finally grasping her by her upper arms I again pushed her from me and held her at arms length. She snarled and tried to lunge against me once more. I struggled to hold her at arms length and shook her hard. Her eyes swam into focus and she looked at me with her mouth hanging open, breathing heavily. When I was sure I had her attention, I told her to take her clothes off. She thrust my hands away from her viciously and with shaking hands she tried to undo the buttons down the front of the flowered sun dress she wore. I shed my clothes easily and with an economy of effort as I watched the woman in front of me.

She swore repeatedly when she could not make her fingers behave and get her dress undone. Finally she got all the buttons undone and roughly tried to shed the offending garment. I heard something rip as she pulled the dress from her body. I watched her as she tore at her clothes in a frenzy. I thought to myself as I watched her, don't gringo men ever fuck their women?

The instant she was naked she was on me again, slamming into me and knocking me backwards into a wall. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back, she screamed and I covered her open mouth with mine and jammed my tongue half way down her throat. I grabbed her roughly, picked her up and threw her onto the sofa. She bounced into the air, arms and legs flailing. She landed and bounced again before coming to rest on the soft cushions with her legs widely spread. I leapt on her and landed between her legs. I reached down and grasping my throbbing cock in my fist I jammed myself toward her wet pussy. I found her slit with the head of my cock and parted them and rubbed myself up and down a couple of time. She was really wet and my cock was coated with her juices.

I found her opening and with a vicious thrust of my pelvis I buried my cock in her. Marjorie screamed as I entered her and she clawed my arms and shoulders. I withdrew my cock almost its full length and then viciously slammed it into her convulsing pussy. She was cumming already and I had only just entered her. I hammered my cock into her and she screamed and wailed beneath me. I slammed into her and she moaned constantly and I could feel her pussy convulsing and gripping at my cock. Then I was into my own orgasm as I shot long bursts of semen into her cunt.

We spent the next half hour fucking and holding each other. I got up and dragged her to her feet and pushed her ahead of me to the bathroom. I turned on and adjusted the shower and we soaped each other down. I got dressed and told Marjorie that I had to return to work, but she was free to spend the remainder of the afternoon there in the suite if she wished. She thanked me and said that she wished I could spend that time with her. I kissed her and left her sitting, wrapped in a large bath towel.




The Hotel Ch. 1



Impatiently I stared into the mirror wondering if I’d be everything he wanted and more. He lied to his wife to be here with me and I just wanted to make it well worth it. As I stared at my body – my breasts peeking out of the sides of silky negligee I bought and was wearing for only him I smiled. I knew my pussy was already wet. I know this because I had been this horny all day waiting for him. If I had half the nerve I would’ve jumped the room attendant when I came into the room. I knew I saw him checking me out but I wanted my man. My married man who loved me so dearly and made me feel like the woman I am. The woman I shouldn’t have to be reminded of that I am.

My hands slid down my tight thighs and I bit my lower lip. Everything was set. Candles were lit around the room and the smell of lavender and amber filled my senses relaxing me for tonight. In the bathroom awaited all the tools he suggested I have for my shaving. He’s always wanted to do it and said it excites him. I’ve always shaved, but I figured since he wanted to so badly – and since I fantasized about it constantly – I’d let him do the honors.

After making sure the curtains were closed I sat on the bed and spread my legs feeling the tingling between them. The wetness growing and it felt like it was creeping out of my pussy. My hand had found it’s way to my sweet soaking pussy and dipped a finger inside. I finger fucked myself for a moment and then took my finger to the lips when I heard a knock on the door. I smiled and fixed myself quickly as I walked to the door.

“Hello?” I asked hesitantly – hoping it wasn’t room service or the room attendant because he will certainly be getting fucked. 

“Deb? Is that you?” I smiled. My married Prince Charming is outside the door. Quickly I opened it to see his sexy body in a suit and a smile on his face. His tie had already been undone and I stepped aside letting him in. He walked into the room and nodded. When he turned to look at me I was leaning against the door beaming back at him. He moved his suitcase to the chair and removed his suit jacket throwing it on another chair as he walked back to me.

“I can’t believe I’m here. I feel guilty as hell but I want this so bad.” I bit my lower lip and cleared my throat. 

“Everything you asked for is in the bathroom. All the shaving stuff.” I was getting nervous – it being my first time alone face to face with this man as well as being my first time. He smiled down at me and reached for my face running his hand over my cheek and tilting my head to meet his. We kissed and it was so innocently sexy I melted in his arms. Luckily he had his other arm holding me up. 

His hand slipped down my back and found my crack. His finger slid between the two cheeks and reached for the hem of my dress. When his hands touched my body. Flesh upon flesh – finally! I nearly came. Moaning into his mouth he pulled away.

“Deb, are you turned on?” “Honestly,” I took his hand and lead it to my pussy so he could feel the wetness. “I was going to masturbate if you didn’t get here when you did.” His index finger found her clit – nice and hard – and he began rubbing her slit nice and slow as my back arched and my knees started to weaken. He noticed her face getting flushed as they stared at one another in the eyes.

“Would you like to masturbate for me? Then we can clean you up and shave you. But it’s your call.” He leaned in and kissed her as his finger slid right up inside of her and she nearly came on the spot. He pulled his finger out and sucked it. “Mmm, you taste too good to pass up. Your thighs are even wet.” I smiled and said,

“I told you I’ve been like this all day.” My hand slid down and felt his hard cock and then asked, “Have you been as well?” He chuckled and said,

“Pretty darned close. You’re getting me going though. I might just have my way with you before we get the shave going.” I was feeling very naughty and undid his pants as his member fell out.

“No underwear?” A smile dashed across his face.

“I told you I never wear them.” 

“Ah! Yes. Neither do I.” My hand was tightening my grip around his shaft and just basically watching him harden before my very eyes. His cock was so warm and I was getting more wet in anticipation of him being inside me. He kept watching me as his right hand lay on my shoulder and his left played with my nipple beneath negligee.

“If you keep this up I won’t have to do anything. You can get me off and I’ll get you off.” I smiled and kissed his lips. My hand remained on his cock and his moved down to the hem of my negligee and raised it over my head breaking our kiss as he completely removed it. 

There I stood wet and naked in front of the man who was my first. I felt my face get beet red as he stared at me. His mind not knowing where to touch first or what to suck on first. I saw this all in his face and all I knew is I didn’t want to be the only naked person in the room. I slid his pants down his legs and felt his warm hands on my cool back. He removed his shoes and stepped out of his pants as I stood back up letting my hands trail ever so lightly along the back of his legs stopping at his butt. I grabbed them as I kissed his mouth one more time feeling his cock touch my pussy. At first I was shocked my this new feeling and almost backed away from him as he pulled me into his embrace and listen to him whisper into my ear,

“You’re so wet.” I smiled and stayed in that embrace for a moment. I released myself from his hug and started toward the bed nice and slowly so he can get a view he’d been waiting for. Me walked to the bed to await him. 

“Take your shirt off so you can join me.” I knelt on the bed with my legs parted so he could see my swollen pussy begging him to join me. He walked over removing his shirt as I noticed his cock and I wanted it so badly inside of me. I wanted him – this married man to break me in. No strings attached just good friends having sex – someone who appreciated me for who I was.

He joined me on the bed and kissed my lips as he laid me back. His hands were on my stomach moving toward my pussy. His mouth broke apart from mine and he watched my face as he began to rub my pussy. Manipulating it the way he wanted. He’s always wanted to see me cum. I began to close my eyes and he urged that I stared into his. 

As he played with my pussy I felt a climax building up inside of my cunt wanting to be filled and my hand found his cock and I touched him and he had a look of shock and laid on top of me slowly placing the tip at my soaked entrance.

“Are you ready?” 

“Mmm very.” Slowly he stretched this cunt out as he pushed deep inside of me and I let out a gasp and he stopped asking if I was ok. I couldn’t speak so I just nodded and then he pushed deeper until he couldn’t anymore.

“I’m going to stay like this for a moment. Although it’s not easy to do. Wrap your legs around me. After that just let go and fuck me like I’m going to fuck you. God you feel so good and you’re so hot and wet. God…” I did as he instructed and moved my hips against him.

He started moving in and out slow and there was a little burn, but it started to get better the faster he went. My climax almost disappeared until he lowered his body completely on top of me and started grinding against me. I was grabbing my right breast paying attention to pull my nipple and pinch it. His mouth latched on and started to nibble on my left breast. He removed his mouth and blew lightly on my breast and I started to fuck him back thrust for thrust. 

When he noticed what I was doing he began doing the same meeting my thrusts. I started to cum and was tightening around his cock and he noticed and began to rush his climax as well. As my body began to twitch I felt his cock expanding in my cunt and I knew he was going to cum soon. I kept fucking him hard and then I squeezed his cock and that was it. He pulled out and came all over my chest in spurts. Some landing on my side and others right down the middle. I smiled as he collapsed next to me on the bed.

“I’m sorry we just got carried away and didn’t use anything.” I smiled and said, 

“That’s ok. Now we can shave me after we take a shower.” He smiled and kissed her lips. 

“So?”  “So?” I asked trying to sit up but stopping because there was a slight pain. “Ouch! I guess that’s a tad bit normal.” He smiled.

“If it was good it will. Was it good?” 

“Yes it was very good. It was great actually more orgasmic.” I smirked and said “Thank you.”

“No, thank YOU.” He paused. “So you liked it?”

“Yes, but don’t make me think too much of it. After this weekend you’re going home to your wife.” He nodded and lay there. “Now I’m going to get a bath going. It looks like it can fit two. Do you want to try it out with me?” He smiled and got up following her into the bathroom.

To Be CUNTinued… 



The Hotel Ch. 10



As always, a number of the situations have been inspired by some of the small band of authors whose work I immensely admire, and to whose high standards I aspire. I have attempted to occasionally incorporate a flavour of their imagination in this new story, in tribute to them. Without their inspiration, I would not be writing.

Chapter 10 - DAY SIX: HOTTER AND HOTTER

Babs and Sonia...

"Okay, I've got rid of the men," Babs said, her lips curling in a smile.

Sonia had just arrived in the breakfast area. Babs had telephoned her room earlier, suggesting she make an excuse and wait for ten minutes after Simon left the room before venturing down to meet her.

"What? How?" the redhead asked, pausing at the front of the table.

Babs nodded at the vacant seat opposite her and Sonia sat down, her wide eyes staring at her friend.

"Babs," Sonia gasped, an urgent note in her voice. "What's happened?"

Her lover laughed, reaching across and taking Sonia's hand. Her thumb began to stroke along the soft flesh until Sonia pulled her hand away, her head jerking around in case they were seen.

Babs laughed again and rested her arm on the vacant seat beside her.

"Well," she responded, her voice a little colder now. "I can't quite get to the bottom of it, but I'm pretty sure I'm right about those two. I quizzed Barry last night and he was evasive."

Her eyes shot up and she nodded knowingly at Sonia.

"Believe me, with Barry that can only mean one thing. So I threw in that trollop's name he was dancing with, Helena, and that hit the nail right on the head!"

"He told you?" asked Sonia, her gold-flecked eyes displaying her shock.

"No, of course he didn't. That's how I know he did!"

Sonia shook her pretty head, putting her hands to her forehead.

"Then I threw in Simon's name," Babs added, her eyebrows rising again.

"And...?"

"The same evasiveness! Believe me, they were both involved." 

She paused. 

"The funny thing is, when I also mentioned Leo, he said that he hadn't seen him after Lisa was with Loncraine."

"Another lie?" asked Sonia.

"No, I got a straightforward answer, so that bit is true."

Sonia shook her head, still not quite following. "Babs..."

"So I confronted them both at breakfast," Babs said. "I told them I'd been speaking to Helena."

Babs shook her head before Sonia could ask the question. "No, Sonia I haven't spoken to her. But their reaction told me everything I needed to know."

"Barry confessed?"

"No, he's too fly that one, though you should have seen his face." She laughed, but then her eyes softened. "It was Simon!"

"What about Simon?" Sonia rasped.

"He asked if you knew!"

"The bastard," Sonia spat. "The bastard!"

Babs nodded. "That about sums it up!" 

She reached over and took Sonia's hand again. This time Sonia made no effort to stop the stroking thumb. 

"But here's the thing," Babs confided. "I said you weren't aware, but told the two of them to fuck off for the day. I said that you and I were going to have a day of beauty therapy in our rooms and if they appeared back before late afternoon, I'd tell you everything."

Babs looked into her friend's eyes. There was a mixture of concern combined with a sparkle of arousal. She gave Sonia time to think.

"Well, Babs," Sonia finally said, running her other hand through her red hair. "A day of beauty treatment sounds a reasonable reward."

Babs threw her head back, giving out a loud guffaw.

"Beauty treatment be damned!" she exclaimed. "Seeing that you and Simon are flying out early tomorrow, you and I have a full day of fucking ahead of us, babe."

*

Gary and Toni...

Gary was sitting by the pool when Toni walked across towards him. He had wondered where she had been all morning, she was usually sunbathing at the first opportunity. She looked sensational in her small, cream bikini and thought it strange that until Tommy had suggested the bet, he had not paid more attention to her quite incredible figure.

"Hi," he grinned. "Have Tommy and Gina gone?"

"Half an hour ago," she answered.

"You okay?"

"I'm really good," she answered, stretching.

Gary's eyes ran over her honey-tanned body, drawn to the firm, rounded breasts that stood erect as she arched her body backwards.

"I think every man in the area probably has a hard-on now," he casually told her, raising both eyebrows.

She laughed. "Well, that's good. A bit like my good deed for the day. What about you?"

"My good deed?"

"No... your hard-on," she exclaimed, a cheeky smile lighting up her face.

"Toni!" he exclaimed. "What have you had for breakfast?"

She laughed, raising an eyebrow. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"I kept you a space," he said, nodding to the towel beside his.

"Thank you," she softly said, smiling down at him. "But I wasn't planning on staying by the pool."

"No?"

"It wouldn't be appropriate, would it?"

He frowned. "Why not? Too hot?"

"Oh, definitely too hot," she declared. "Much too hot! What would all these men do with their hard-ons if they saw you sketching me in the nude?"

He looked at her in surprise.

"You seem a bit slow this morning," she purred. "Must have been something you had for breakfast?"

*

Tommy and Gina...

This was perfect, Tommy thought. He had suggested that they take a day trip to the local town and somehow Gary had persuaded Toni to turn the opportunity down, whilst Gina had said that she would like to go. So for the second successive day they 'swapped' girlfriends and after the events of yesterday, he was sure that Gina's resistance was gradually being broken. 

And as he knew that Gary would not be able to make much progress with Toni, his entire thoughts were on his intended seduction.

The morning passed uneventfully however, a gentle stroll around the harbour followed by a quaint ride in a pony and trap. Whenever he attempted to bring the conversation around to the events on the beach Toni neatly side stepped, and by the time they stopped at a local restaurant for lunch, he was feeling frustrated, to say the least.

The cute little waitress led them up a flight of stairs, down a narrow hallway and into a small room that hosted several empty tables table. It did not take long for the girl to return with the bottle of wine ordered by Tommy and shortly afterwards she took their orders. 

"Not much atmosphere," Tommy said as he gazed around the empty room, "But nice and private."

Toni smiled at him and held up her glass.

"To us," Tommy said, smiling as he gently clinked his glass against hers. 

"About yesterday..." Toni began.

"Ah, at last you want to talk about it," he interrupted.

Her glare stopped him in his tracks.

"Tommy, that was so wrong."

"I know," he responded with a smile. "That's what made it so delicious."

She shook her head, her soft blue eyes looking doleful.

"Gina," he said. "I can't help being attracted to you. And from what I can tell, you feel the same."

"Perhaps," she responded. "But that's not the point, is it?" 

"Then what is?"

"What is? Responsibility, you young moron!"

"Young moron?" he exclaimed. "A compliment! Thank you very much!"

She could not help but laugh with him and he moved his chair towards hers and gently ran his fingertips along her arm, over her elbow and then up her soft bicep to her shoulder. Her eyes closed while he touched over the straps of her thin top until he was gently caressing the tender nape of her neck. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly and when he stroked her earlobe she moaned deeply. 

"Nice?" he asked.

"Very," she purred, sighing softly.

With her eyes closed she did not see his head tip towards her face, all she felt was his fingers continue with their soft, sensual stroking. Suddenly, she felt his lips against her neck and she moaned softly, easing her head back to allow him better access. 

He whispered, "You are so beautiful, Gina." 

As he spoke, his fingers slid from her neck, downwards to the curve of breast above her halter top and slowly onto the rise of her majestic right orb. She knew she should immediately stop this but his lips nibbling along her neck were creating a sensational effect and she allowed his hand slide further inside the halter top. For a moment he held her deliciously jutting breast, teasing the erect tip through the material of her brassiere. 

"Tommy...that's...." she began.

"So good?" he continued for her, but the footsteps along the hallway made him pull quickly away.

The cute little waitress appeared with their meals, and for a while they ate in silence until Gina pushed her plate of half eaten food away from her. 

"I'm not hungry," she softly said, her blue eyes boring into his.

"Me neither," he replied.

After a few silent seconds during which they looked into each other's eyes, Tommy snaked his hand to Gina's neck and pulled her face to his. His mouth immediately found her sensuous full bow-like lips and he sighed softly to himself as they opened to allow his tongue access. He decided he should take things slowly so as not to scare her but found that she became the aggressor, her breasts pressing tightly against his arm as she kissed and licked around his lips before her tongue slithered back into his mouth. 

He caressed her breast again, feeling the beautiful shape and weight of it in the palm of his hand, his thumb flicking over the hard nipple. He heard her moan into his mouth and brought his left hand to her other breast, cupping them both and gently kneading the beautiful orbs as she ran a hand up and into his hair, pulling his face closer to hers.

Feeling her acquiescence, he immediately slid up her top to expose her sheer, white brassiere and then yanked both cups up, exposing her delicious freckled breasts to his gaze. She gasped aloud as they bounced free and moaned again as his lips sought out her dark nipples, alternately sucking each into his mouth.

"Someone might come in," she gasped, her head jerking round to the door.

"We'll hear their footsteps," he growled, his lustful state dismissing her concern.

One hand left her breast and took her hand, pulling it against his rigid erection. For a glorious few seconds she stroked him through the cloth of his shorts, sending shockwaves from his penis to his brain and back again. But then she pulled her hand away.

"I can't," she gasped.

She jerked her brassiere cups down to cover heself and then gently smoothed the halter top back in place.

"Please don't be angry," she whispered, her eyes pleading.

"I'm not," he smiled.

Despite her move to cover herself, he could feel her need and was determined to press her resolve to the limit. His hands dropped to her tanned thighs and whilst he held her gaze, he eased her legs apart.

"Tommy," she whimpered. "Don't..."

He ignored her and ran his hands along the bare flesh of her thigh and then across the cloth of her tight shorts, his eyes still holding hers. He saw them open a little wider as his fingers pressed into her covered sex and she gave a loud gasp as he stroked her through the cloth.

"No, Tommy," she gasped, but at the same time he felt her legs open to his touch.

"God I want to fuck you," he whispered, staring into blue eyes that were half closing in pleasure at the gentle contact. 

"I know," she gasped, "but we can't." 

He unzipped the fly of her shorts and with a little difficulty, wriggled his hand inside. Her thong was wet, allowing him to better feel her mound as he very deliberately rubbed his fingers against her.

Only then did she tear her eyes away from his, her head momentarily sinking against his neck before her soft lips grazed against his ear. He could hear her sharp gasps of arousal as she licked at and bit his lobe, wriggling her hips now against his probing fingers.

"Tommy," she gasped.

"That good, Gina?" he asked, knowing the answer.

The tongue sinking deep into his earlobe answered for her. Suddenly he found a way under the material of her thong and she felt two fingers slip inside her.

"Oh fuck," she gasped, her hips now rotating on the twin invaders. "Oh fuck..."

Her bottom was lifting from the chair as she approached her orgasm, undulating up and down and then in little circular motions.

"Want me to stop now?" he teased.

"Don't you fucking dare," she responded. 

He brushed his probing fingers over the beautiful blonde haired woman's G-spot and her hip movements increased as he did, thrusting rhythmically against his hand. She was moaning aloud, so close to losing control and he wondered if they could stop if they heard footsteps approach.

"That's so fucking good, Tommy" she gasped. "Oh God... I'm going to cum, baby."

Her hips were now gyrating urgently as his eager-to-please fingertips continued to tease her swollen G-spot. As she thrust herself against him, she whimpered with agonised relief as she passed the point of no return. Her body convulsed against him as her orgasm overtook her, and he needed to cover her mouth with his spare hand to prevent an anguished cry escaping. 

*

Gary and Toni...

After debating the most appropriate setting, they ruled out the beach as it would be difficult to select a sufficiently secluded spot for the length of time they needed. Toni felt nervous as to searching for other outdoor possibilities, which left a choice of either of their bedrooms. As they had adjoining rooms, the decision was almost irrelevant, but Toni suggested they use Gary's but keeping the door between the two rooms unlocked in case Tommy and Gina should return earlier than expected.

"How do you want me?" she asked, looking around the room.

"Why don't you decide," he suggested.

"Me?"

"Yes. Any pose will be good with someone as lovely as you..."

She raised her eyes to the ceiling and gave a mock yawn.

"Cheesy perhaps, but true," he stated, looking into her green eyes and being rewarded with a soft smile.

"So you can choose something that will make you feel relaxed," he suggested. "Or even better, something sexy."

She continued to stare at him whilst she thought.

"Okay," she finally said.

She sashayed across to the double bed but suddenly turned back to face him, catching his eyes as they followed her rounded buttocks. She smiled, drawing his gaze back to hers, and when she had his attention, she slid her hand around her back and unhooked her bikini top. She allowed a few seconds to pass whilst she held the cups to her breasts before allowing the top to drop to the floor.

He gasped in admiration as he gazed on her rounded, lightly tanned globes, her high dark nipples fully erect.

"Good reaction," she purred.

When he returned his eyes to meet hers, she slipped her hands to the string on each side of her bikini, again holding his gaze as she unfastened one side and then the other. She slowly dropped the garment beside her top on the floor, exposing her neatly trimmed bush of curly light brown pubic hair to his admiring gaze.

His mouth dropped open as he took in her honey-tanned body. "You are even more beautiful than I imagined," he whispered.

She smiled softly, appreciating the compliment.

"If I lie on the bed, where will you sit to sketch me?" she asked

He thought for a second. "If you sat up..."

"No," she respoonded. "If said, if I lie on the bed?"

"Oh. Well in that case, I'd probably stand."

She nodded. "Okay."

She turned around, displaying her shapely buttocks to his gaze again, and eased herself on the bed. After thinking for a few moments, she lay down on her back, holding her hands above her and gripping on to the iron part of the headboard, as if her hands were tied. Then she bent her left leg whilst stretching the other one out, easing them apart to expose her thick bush of curly hair.

He couldn't help himself. "You look like you want to be fucked."

She smiled softly at him, the ends of her beautifully full lips curling up at the edges. 

"Good," she said. "It's how I want you to sketch me."

He nodded, his throat constricting as he stared at her. She looked like every man's wet dream. His penis was already unfurling inside his shorts as he turned to the chest of drawers and pulled out his sketch pad and a couple of pencils. He allowed himself a deep sigh as his gaze returned to her naked form.

"Okay," he breathed, beginning to put pencil to paper. "Are you ready?"

She shook her head. Slowly, deliberately.

"No?" he asked.

"Our agreement," she whispered.

He understood. 

He held the pad and pencils in one hand whilst he unfastened and then unzipped his shorts with the other. They fell to the ground, his erection leaping into the air. Her green eyes clouded as they took in his throbbing hardness and she ran her moist tongue across her pink lips as she stared at his manhood. It was much larger than that of her boyfriend.

"Now that would make a good self portrait," she husked. "I'm ready now."

He knew that he should have felt embarrassed but he felt anything but. He was happy for her to see the effect she had on him and exchanged smiles with her as he began to sketch. He took his time drawing in her body shape, her face and hair, ensuring that he captured every detail before moving onto her magnificent breasts and then the beautiful vision between her long legs.

Every time he felt his hardness begin to wilt, he just paused for a few seconds whilst his eyes took in the entirety of her honey-tanned body, always returning to the fabulously, sensual, dreamy look between her eyes. They were constantly clouded, sometimes closed, and he frequently heard her emit small moaning sounds, as if in her mind she truly was being fucked. He wondered if it was him that she was imaging to be inside her, and that thought kept him hard. 

After a long period of silence, he heard her speak.

"How long have you been sketching?"

He looked over at the lit up clock on the bedside table. "Over an hour."

"How long before you finish?"

"Another hour," he told her.

"That's a long time to be standing," she suggested.

He grinned. "Well, my legs are a little tired."

"It wasn't your legs I was referring to," she purred.

His manhood jerked at her words.

"Wow, Gary. That was impressive," she teased. "How did you do that?"

He gave a nervous grin. He would give anything to join her on that bed.

"I didn't," he said. "You did!"

"That's good," she purred in reply. "I need a drink."

He looked around, and then walked over to the bottle of water in the table in the corner of the room. His penis bounced in front of him as he covered the distance, and he poured a glass full and took it over to the bed.

She made no move to readjust her position and so he carefully held the glass to her lips whilst she took a few sips. Because of the full glass, some spilled from her mouth and fell down her chin. They both watched as it slowly and erotically made its way down and onto her breast, settling against her erect, dark nipple. Their eyes met and it seemed that she gave a slight nod of her head in silent acquiescence. 

He lowered his head and licked the water from her neck, his tongue following the trail down onto her full breast. He sucked on her nipple, pulling it into his mouth as she moaned aloud but made no move to alter her position. His mouth slithered to her other breast, repeating his sucking, both hands now running up her stomach to cup both breasts, eliciting further groans of pleasure.

"Gary," she gasped, her breath hoarse. "Sit on me."

His eyes widened and he immediately obeyed, but whereas he began to position himself between her legs, she shook her head.

"Higher," she said, encouraging him to edge up her body, and then she repeated the instruction until he knew what she had in mind. 

She made no effort to touch him, her legs remaining outstretched and her hands in position as if tied to the headboard. His manhood approached her pouting mouth and he adjusted the angle of his body so that she could take him between her beautiful pink lips. 




The Hotel Ch. 10



"Oh fuck," he gasped as she gently moved her head to allow her to suck up and down the top half of his shaft, running her moist pink tongue around his bulbous head.

"Toni..." he whispered.

It was then they heard the noise outside of the room and the sound of Tommy's voice. Daniel leapt off the bed, closely followed by Gina, who had the presence of mind to collect her discarded bikini before racing into her own room. Daniel, meanwhile, hid the sketchpad back in the chest of drawers and just made it to the bathroom as he heard the key in the bedroom door.

*

Lisa and Loncraine...

It was five minutes to two o'clock and Lisa was preparing to leave her room. Although she had promised herself not to, she had dressed in her sexiest lingerie, covered by a short red sun dress that buttoned up the front. As was her way with that dress, she left the two bottom and two top buttons undone. She looked in the long mirror and seeing the sexy effect, she quickly buttoned the two buttons at the top. 

She had not slept much the previous night. Nor had she allowed Leo to touch her. She could not bring herself to confront him, partly because of the anger and sorrow she felt inside, but also as she knew that to do so would see Loncraine involve the local authorities. And whatever else, she must not allow that to happen.

But as she had lain awake for hour after hour during the night, she had also realised that her act of mutual masturbation with Loncraine, as unthinkable as it seemed, had been an unbelievable turn-on for her. How she had changed! Just the thought of such a thing the night before would have sickened her. She would have sworn that it would have been impossible for her to partake in such a situation. 

But now she realised that not only had she involved herself, she had watched Loncraine orgasm. And not only had she made herself cum in front of him, she had subsequently made herself climax again in her room, on two occasions yesterday and again this morning. Each time, her mind was imagining that she and the attractive black owner were doing unspeakable things to one another. 

Her mind was a blur. She was so tired that she had stayed in bed all morning, and she was as aroused now thinking about it as she had been since she had committed the indecent act. She told herself that she would do anything to save Leo other than allowing Loncraine to make love to her, and yet the thought of the owner fucking her was such an inconceivable turn-on for her. As the images came into her mind, she undid the two top buttons again. 

Before they had parted yesterday, Loncraine had asked her to visit his office at two o'clock today to let him know whether she would do as he asked, or if she was happy to allow him to bring in the authorities and allow them to decide the next steps. Her mind screamed at Leo for being so stupid, for his reckless act of unfaithfulness. And now, as she left her room and walked to Loncraine's office, it was she who was paying the penalty.

The owner bent to kiss her cheek as she entered, but she hurried past him into the room. She had no intention of any pleasantries. She wanted and needed to find a way out of this and leave his office as quickly as he could. Yet at the same time, she felt the moistness between her legs at just being here in the scene of her previous embarrassment. She needed to be strong.

The one difference between yesterday and today was that Loncraine had the doors to his private balcony wide open. The sun streamed into the room and she could hear the loud noises of chatting and laughter that were drifting up from the pool area. Knowing she was likely to resist, the wily owner had arranged for Veronica to sit beside Leo at two o'clock, and to flirt with him as only she was capable. He would ensure that Lisa observed the scene.

"Loncraine," she began, but his hand stopped her.

He walked out onto the balcony and she followed him, eager to reach some sort of compromise. He handed her the drugged drink as clinked his glass with hers. 

"To working out a way forward," his deep voice suggested.

"Loncraine," she repeated. "No matter what, I won't sleep with you."

"Yet your husband slept with my daughter," he calmly stated. "My under-age daughter."

"Loncraine, I've been thinking about that video," she said.

He looked down onto the pool side and saw Veronica sit beside Leo. He looked around, as if searching for his wife, and when he saw that she was not in the vicinity, he began to chat to the ebony beauty.

"And what have you been thinking," he quietly asked.

"I'd like to see it again!"

His eyes widened slightly. "You would like to see it again?"

She took a long drink from her glass. "Not the sex bit, that was despicable. But the build up. I'm certain that Leo was led on."

"Ah," he snorted. "Led on.... led on to fuck my under-age daughter."

"It was not his fault," her voice almost pleaded. "He's... he is not like that."

He watched Veronica running her hand along Leo's leg below them, and then brush her breasts against his arm. He seemed to be responding, but then, who would be able to resist his daughter's charms?

"Let me ask you two things," Loncraine said. "And if you can honestly answer 'no' to either, I'll forget everything."

Her eyes widened at the lifeline. "Anything."

"First," he deep voice asked, "Even if he was led on, do you believe that would excuse him from under age sex?"

Her face whitened a little.

"Perhaps not entirely, but...."

"And second," he said, cutting off her answer. "Does that man down at the pool with my daughter look disinterested?"

Lisa followed his eyes and saw her husband with Veronica. As she looked, he had his arm around the young girl and glanced around before kissing her on the cheek.

"Well?" the deep voice asked.

Lisa burst into tears.

"Now, now," the owner said, gently helping the angry woman down onto the sun bed. "I am not saying that my daughter is an angel, Lisa. And it may be true that she led your husband on. But that does not excuse his actions."

He paced up and down the small balcony area until she composed herself. It did not take long.

"The bastard," she said. Her voice was angry and she spat out the words. Throwing her head back, she drained her glass. 

Loncraine took it from her and set it down on the small table, next to his. He knew that within a short time the spectacular young woman would begin to grow lax and suggestible, just as she had yesterday. He eased himself down onto the sun bed next to her.

"Lisa, you know it is important that I protect my daughter. Just as I know you must protect your husband. We both know that."

He slid closer to her on the sun bed, allowing his hand to rest on the arm behind her, his fingers softly trailing along her long, blonde pony tail. His voice was soft and he spoke very calmly, unnervingly so.

"Lisa, I have to tell you that you are the most attractive woman I have ever had visit my hotel. You did not deserve this and nor did I. We have both been placed in a difficult position, have we not?" 

His large hands had moved from the pony tail and his deft fingers were now stroking along the base of her soft neck, beneath the golden fall of her pony tail. Looking down, he could see that her nipples were like two bullets pushing against the fabric of her sun dress.

"We are both victims, are we not?" he continued, his calm voice imparting the suggestions into her tranquillised mind.

She imperceptibly nodded her head, soothed by the fingers on her neck in addition to his soft words. Her light brown eyes were squeezed into hooded slits of contentment and her pupils were slightly defocused as the aphrodisiac he had fed her began to slacken her mind and feed through her body. 

"What do you want from me Loncraine?" she asked, her shoulders sagging in a resigned gesture.

"You know the answer to that, my beautiful young woman," his calming voice soothed. "I need to right the wrong."

She hesitated, the touch of his fingers felt so good and the earlier images of the owner fucking her returned to her mind. Something inside of her was telling her to let go, but at the back of her confused mind she knew she had to hold on.

"Loncraine..." she began.

His lips touched her neck, his outstretched tongue sweeping along her soft skin to the top of her shoulder and then returning.

"Tell me Lisa," he said softly. "Wouldn't you like me to pleasure you?"

Her dilated eyes hooded at the sensations created by the very tip of his tongue on her bare skin.

"Loncraine..." she began again, on the brink of giving in. "Loncraine, I cannot make love to you...." 

"And I know that, my beautiful, young woman. At least not yet. But there are other ways of giving you pleasure," he murmured.

His lips and tongue were teasing the soft skin around her neck, drawing exquisite patterns that created a direct link between her brain and her needy sex. His tongue flicked to her ear, licking and sucking the lobe, hearing her breaths coming in short, rapid gasps as her drugged mind imagined what was in store.

His left hand tenderly turned her mouth to his, and his soft lips touched hers, sensually kissing and licking around her soft, pink lips, his tongue parting them before easing inside her unresisting mouth. She surprised both of them by returning the kiss, her long tongue lazily interacting with his, unwilling to be the aggressor but a willing participant nonetheless.

As he continued the kissing, he trailed his deft hands down and ran them over the top of her sun dress and onto her upthrusting young breasts, delighted that she made no move to prevent him. Instead, her soft mouth moaned into his as he caressed the wonderful orbs, feeling her diamond hard nipples pressing back against his palms. 

He was well aware of the state of her tranquilised mind, but also of the conflicting sensations that would still be working their way around her thoughts. Slowly does it, he thought, realising that whilst there was no way she would help him undress her, she would not prevent him either unless he made too bold a move. 

His tongue was still softly interplaying with hers, maintain her soft arousal without attempting to increase the pace. This was a time for gentle seduction, he knew. His hands left her breasts and flicked open the first of the five unfastened buttons on her sundress. He heard her give a soft gasp and he ran his other hand under her chin, gently stroking the soft flesh. Only when he heard her comforting moan into his mouth did he move onto the second button, flicking it open between thumb and forefinger.

"Loncraine..." he heard her say, easing her mouth an inch or two away from his.

"I know, my beautiful young woman," he interrupted. 

He was determined not to break the spell and fed his lips and tongue along her throat, being rewarded by a soft moan as she lifted her head up, baring her skin for more.

"I know," he continued, between soft licks and kisses. "You need pleasuring, Lisa. You need to feel pleasure." 

"We can't make love," she whispered.

He gave a soft sigh of annoyance but quickly recovered. There was always tomorrow.

"I know that, my beautiful Lisa," he comforted. "Have no fear of that and let Loncraine ease the ache you have inside." 

The soft feminine hands that pulled his lips back to hers gave him the confirmation he was looking for and within seconds all five buttons were undone and he was gently pulling the dress from her wonderfully freckled shoulders. She was wearing dark blue lace, see-through panties with a French bra that had her amazing breasts spilling over the top. He swept his mouth along the top of her cleavage, lovingly licking every inch of the soft skin.

"Lift up," he whispered, allowing her to feel his attempt to tug the sun dress away.

Her eyes opened, they were wide with alarm.

"Loncraine..." she gasped.

For a moment he thought that she was going to stop him there and then and his mind raced in an attempt to find the best way to re-assure her.

"Everything is fine, Lisa. Everything is fine," he purred. "We are not going to make love, I am just going to make you feel a little better."

She paused, her dilated eyes softening as she listened to his soothing words.

"I know you need to feel better, my beautiful, Lisa. You know that too, don't you?"

Her eyes stared at him and she gave a soft nod of her head. Her bottom eased up slightly as he again tugged at the sun dress, this time pulling it away.

"Good girl," his soothing voice continued. "I can help you, Lisa. You will let me help you, won't you?"

She nodded again, her eyes beginning to hood again. His hands slipped around her back, deftly unhooking her brassiere and pulling it from her body. Her golden breasts bounced free, defying gravity as they jutted out from her body. His eyes took in every counter of their shape and roundness before being drawn the beautifully erect coral nipples.

Returning his eyes to hers, he saw that they had widened again, the same look of concern returning to her face.

"Lisa," he gasped. "You have the most beautiful breasts I have ever seen in my lifetime."

He saw her eyes soften a little at his admiring words and he softened his voice into a soothing tone.

"You are truly magnificent, my beautiful woman. A goddess amongst mortals."

He gently ran his fingertips along her long legs as he spoke, wanting to take each of her luscious orbs in his mouth but equally aware of the need to pace his attack. Her eyes began to narrow with the sensations created by the sweeping motions of his fingers, now caressing her thighs. He momentarily wondered if she would allow him to remove her panties but decided to draw her further into his spell before he did.

She emitted a soft moan as he used his fingernails to run up her inner thighs and she eased back on the sun bed, her head resting on the upraised back. He smiled at her acquiescence and used his fingers to gently guide her legs apart without her fully appreciating what he was doing. Then his mouth had replaced his fingers and he swept his tongue along her thighs, licking and kissing his way closer to her prize.

She gave a louder groan and he knew the time was right. He watched her face closely and before she could object he pushed her legs apart with slightly more force. As he saw her eyes spring open with realisation, he dropped his mouth to her silk covered pubis and pulled her hips down and against his waiting tongue. 

He waited for the objection, but none came. Instead, he heard her moan aloud and felt her hand grasp his hair, tugging his face into her rather than away. Taking advantage, his hands slid to the edge of her panties, digging his fingers into the sides and roughly tugging them down her legs and away from her exposed body.

"Loncraine..." she gasped.

Whatever she was going to say was caught in her mouth as the tip of his tongue returned to her sex, lightly flicking its way along the full length of her shining clitoris. She moaned again, louder this time, and her hand went back to his head again, gripping his hair tightly as she raised her hips into his face. He was now firmly in control of this delicious creature and he intended to slake his thirst and tease her back tomorrow before she left the resort.

He closed his lips over her and began to suck at her engorged clitoris, his tongue flicking its hypersensitive tip gently from side to side as his hands gently lifted each of her legs across his broad shoulders. He snaked his hands up to her breasts, kneading each in his palms before taking her coral tips between his thumb and forefinger, gently pulling them into an even harder state than they already were. 

For a second, he pulled his face away, hearing her immediate gasp of disappointment.

"Tomorrow, I will fuck you, Lisa," his crafty deep voice told her. "Today, my tongue will fuck you...." 

She gasped again at his words, not answering other than attempting to force her hips against his mouth.

He leant back, their lust filled eyes on each other and he flicked his tongue along her heated furrow, causing her body to jerk in delight and another moan to escape her soft, pink lips.

"Yes?" he asked, easing his tongue away again. "Tomorrow, I will fuck you, Lisa...." 

He ran his tongue along her length again, flicking her little nubbin along the way.

She nodded, her face contorted in arousal.

"You want my tongue to fuck you now?"

She groaned, her hands reaching for his head.

"Say it...." he insisted, holding his head inches away despite the pressure exerted by her pulling hands.

"Yes," she conceded. "Please Loncraine, make me cum...." 

He smiled into her eyes and allowed her hands to pull his face into her urgently grinding hips. Although he sank his tongue into her hot core and attempted to alternate his tongue fucking with sucking on her aroused little nubbin, she was past any sort of sensual pleasuring. Both of her hands gripped his hair as the grinding of her hips became more urgent in her immediate search for release.

She pulled both legs up, resting her feet on his shoulders in an attempt to create yet more friction, using his face to take her to her urgently needed climax. All the while Loncraine sucked, licked and fucked with his hard tongue, his upraised fingers tugging on her coral nipples, until a sudden jerk of her hips told him that the moment had arrived. 

After a final, almost violent, thrust against his face, the tremors shook her whole body. She used both hands to frantically keep him in place as she rode it out, until with one last gasp her hands fell away and she collapsed down onto the sun bed.

*

Peggy and Venus...

Venus strode across to the pool where Charles, Peggy and Danny were sitting. Charles was the first to see her, his mouth dropping as he took in her gold bikini, the brief top barely encasing her voluptuous cleavage. The diamond stud adorning her belly button stood proud above the tiny bikini briefs, the top of which gave a subtle hint of the thick, black, pubic hair underneath.

"Hi Danny," she softly breathed. "Veronica and Helena have been telling me all about your lessons. They sounded very impressed."

His parents looked at him as the surge of red engulfed his whole body, but before they could ask, Venus turned her attention to Charles.

"And you look good in those shorts, Charles. You have a sexy husband, Peggy. Can I borrow him for a game of tennis later?"

Peggy took a moment to realise that Venus had addressed the remark to her. Her eyes were focused on Venus's body, recalling what she looked like naked.

"Well?" Charles eagerly asked.

"Well, what?" she replied, still distracted by Venus's body. The young woman looked sensational in that bikini.

"You can find something to do if Venus and I play tennis later?" his impatient voice demanded.

She smiled, nodding her pretty head. "Be my guest. Danny and I can always go for a stroll, can't we Dan?"

Her son violently shook his head. "Er... I said I'd meet Veronica later," he stuttered.

"And Helena," Venus giggled. "Being the last night, I think the two of them have a special going away surprise for you."

She laughed as the boy blushed again, and turned back to Charles.

"But fair is fair," she purred. "Peggy and I enjoyed our time in the gym together yesterday, didn't we honey?"

Peggy nodded, her eyes gleaming as her hard pink tongue flicked across her ruby lips.

"I'm just about to go for another session," she softly purred.

As she stared into Peggy's soulful, black eyes, her lightly painted eyelids began to hood as she moistened her pouty lips with her narrow, long tongue.

"I thought you might like to cum again?" 

Peggy gasped slightly at the double entendre, feeling her already moistening sex react further. She glanced at Charles to see if he had taken anything from Venus's words but his dreamy eyes seemed to be glued to the black girls' fabulous body. She immediately jumped to her feet. 




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"I'm ready and willing, Venus."

Her female seductress smiled at her, her gaze dropping to Peggy's small perky bosom, her nipples pushing against the bikini top. Soon, they would be in her mouth. She linked arms with Peggy. 

"Say half past seven for our session, Charles? You can work up an appetite before dinner. Meet you at the back stairs again."

With that, she turned and guided Peggy towards the hotel, giving father and son a deliberate sway of her hard, rounded buttocks as she walked away.

*

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The Hotel Ch. 11



As always, a number of the situations have been inspired by some of the small band of authors whose work I immensely admire, and to whose high standards I aspire. I have attempted to occasionally incorporate a flavour of their imagination in this new story, in tribute to them. Without their inspiration, I would not be writing.

Chapter 11 - DAY SIX: COMING TOGETHER

Babs and Sonia...

Sonia was lying on Babs bed, her female lover gently stoking her buttocks. They had enjoyed a productive morning and she had lost count of the number of times they had brought one another to orgasm. Babs had then ordered a room service lunch and they had recharged their batteries whilst having their first deep conversation of the holiday.

Babs was quite a girl, Sonia thought. She was actually a business executive and the main bread winner. It seemed that she had been deeply in love with Barry when they had married and life had been idyllic for a while. She said that she loved being married and it was when she found her business career was taking off that she discovered about Barry's cheating. And although he had denied it, she knew it to be true.

Within three months, Babs had taken her first lover, another executive at her firm. Angelique, she said her name was. Since then, she had had another three female lovers, all committed lesbians, and Sonia was the first bi woman she had become involved with. They had talked for a couple of hours, taking the opportunity of their first quality time together to get to know each other.

"Okay, babe," Babs said, interrupting Sonia's thoughts. "You've had my life story. You've been fed. You're well rested. Em... what should we do now?"

Sonia burst out laughing. "I'm sure we'll think of something."

"Already have, babe," came the response.

When Babs eyes gleamed like that, Sonia knew she was in for something special, a new experience. She began to edge up onto her elbows but her lover put her hand on her stomach, shaking her head and pressing her back down. Raising herself from the bed, Babs walked across to a chest of drawers and pulled out a pair of handcuffs, waving them in the air as she did so.

"Ever been arrested," she purred, her enticing eyes dancing at Sonia.

The redhead felt a chill travel down her spine, images of being secured to the bed by those sparkling, silver cuffs running through her mind. She tried to speak, but no words would come. She was staring at the handcuffs that Babs continued to wave in the air, and her mouth suddenly felt dry.

Babs sexily walked back to the bed, softly taking each of Sonia's hands and placing them on the headboard behind her. With a simple click, the handcuffs were in place, securing her to the iron rail at the top of the headboard.

Sonia thought that Babs was going to kiss her as she leant forward, but instead she allowed her full, plump breasts to softly bump against the redhead's pale soft lips as she snuck her hand under the pillow. She moaned as she felt Sonia's lips close round her pouting brown tip, but after allowing the restrained woman to suckle her for a few moments, she pulled back, dangling two pieces of red ribbon in front of her face.

"Now for those long legs," she purred.

She wasted no time in quickly tying one and then the other of ht e long legs, firmly securing her lover to the bed, and then pulled a pillow away from one side of the bed and gently eased it under Sonia's buttocks.

"Good girl," she husked as the redhead eased her shapely bottom up from the sheets to allow Babs easier access.

Sonia found her body beginning to shake. The vulnerability of her position only just hit her and whilst she trusted Babs implicitly, she found her breath was escaping in short, rapid gasps as she tried to imagine what was in store. 

Babs smiled broadly, her eyes gleaming as she looked at her captive, her gaze running all over Sonia's naked body. Unable to help herself, she sat on the bed beside the nervous woman, gently stroking the back of her fingertips over the skin of Sonia's firm stomach. When she gently edged them downwards to run through the neatly trimmed strip of red hair, she heard the redhead emit a soft gasp and watched as she closed her gold-flecked eyes.

"Feel good, babe?" she softly asked, her blue eyes wide with anticipation.

As she spoke, she glided her fingertips onto Sonia's already excited sex, seeking out the tiny clitoris that only needed the slightest of touches to begin to slither unhurriedly from its hood.

Sonia gasped out loud. "Oh, fuck......"

"You like that, babe? You like being under my control? I can do anything to you I want. You know that don't you? I can fuck you all afternoon... or just tease you until you beg for it... or..."

Sonia's eyes opened, a look of concern on her face. Her gold-flecked eyes staring into her lover's, wondering what was coming next.

"Or... I could invite someone to join us. Would you like that, babe? Perhaps one of those two cutie daughters of Loncraine. What do you think? Or even Loncraine himself... would you like that good looking, big stud to come in and fuck you?"

"Babs..." Sonia gasped. 

She realised that she was alarmed at what her pink haired lover was telling her but incredibly aroused by the images she was creating. She closed her eyes and imagined what it would be like to have either of the daughters between her legs, or their big, muscular father for that matter. And all the time, Babs soft fingers were gently manipulating her clitoris, taking her further along on the journey that only had one end.

"Babs..." Sonia gasped again.

Her lover was continuing to smile knowingly as she increased the pace of her fingers, her eyes staring deeply into the redhead's as Sonia felt the familiar surge between her legs. She urgently pressed her hips upwards as she felt herself losing control and then her body was jerking on the bed, the exquisite sensations turning into electrical shocks as she came on the softly working fingers. 

Her hands and ankles pulled on the restraints, reinforcing her feeling of helplessness but enhancing the orgasmic contractions engulfing her body.

With a soft kiss, Babs rose again and returned to the same chest of drawers. As Sonia began to open her eyes, she saw her lover return with a long, slim, black vibrator. Her lips found Sonia's neck as she returned to her seat on the bed, slithering to her soft ear.

"Think of this as Loncraine's cock," her soft voice whispered.

Before inserting the phallus, Babs pressed a small button on the controller and as it began to vibrate she gently eased it inside the writhing woman's body, Sonia's hips rising to accommodate the intruder.

"Good girl," Babs encouraged, her lips now drifting to the redhead's milky-white breasts and just before she took one of the delicious pink nipples into her mouth, she breathed, "Let Loncraine's long cock fuck you."

It was Babs words as much as the incredible vibrations piercing her body that immediately took Sonia over the edge again, her hips thrusting upwards against the hand that was working Loncraine's cock inside her.

"Fuuuuck," she shouted, her loud scream being cut off by Babs thick glossy lips that clamped themselves over her wide open mouth.

Her groans increased in intensity as Babs continued to fuck her throughout her climax, her honeyed love juices covering both the phallus and Babs fingers. Her buttocks were raised as high as the constraints would allow and when eventually she began to come down from her second high within minutes, she realised she was emitting strange little whimpering noises, her body still heaving on the bed.

"Such a good girl," Babs whispered, her tongue erotically running around the inside of Sonia's left earlobe.

Sonia's clouded eyes rolled in her head. This incredible woman was almost too much for her.

"My turn," she heard Babs say, and then realised the small woman was easing a naked, shapely leg across her waist.

She rested her buttocks just below Sonia's milky-white breasts, and when she had the redhead's attention, she held her gaze whilst she lowered her hand between her legs and began to slowly stroke herself. Happy that Sonia's mesmerised stare was centred on her actions, she closed her eyes and allowed herself to enjoy her slow, unhurried pleasuring, stroking the firm clitoris jutting out from her sex.

Sonia looked on in fascination at the working fingers. If she lifted and strained her head she was just able to make out her movements and she watched as the pink haired woman unhurriedly continued with her soft ministrations, little gasps punctuating her ragged breathing as she softly and tenderly stroked herself. After what seemed to be a few, long minutes, Babs' eyes slowly opened, capturing Sonia's gaze.

"Want to taste, babe?"

Sonia nodded, so entranced by the sensuality of the moment that she was unable to speak. 

"Does Sonia want to taste Babs?"

Sonia nodded again, licking her dry lips as she felt Babs begin to edge up her body.

"Does Sonia want to make Babs cum?"

By this time, Babs had advanced her soft body so that it was hovered over Sonia's face and without awaiting an answer she lowered herself sealing Sonia in. Immediately she felt the redhead's tongue making contact, beginning to attack her hot furrow with broad sweeps of her tongue, resulting in Babs labia swelling in appreciation. 

Babs momentarily eased her thighs upwards. 

"Easy, babe," she gently whispered. "Let's make this last."

That was not the easiest request given Sonia's aroused state but she did her best to comply, adopting a leisurely, lazy, tempo and licking with just enough pressure to make Babs squirm, occasionally pressing her tongue inwards to lap up the free flowing honeyed juices. Gradually she allowed Babs orgasm to slowly build, her tongue tuning in to the growing rhythm of the hips undulating against her face and following their movements as a guide to increasing the pace. 

Feeling Babs movements increase, she began to work her tongue deeper into the hot core, arching the very tip to caress a spot just behind the large, slippery clitoris. That seemed to do the trick and as Sonia's face felt the familiar trembling, she took the tender nubbin between her teeth and tugged it before sucking it deep into her mouth.

Babs had been attempting to hold off from orgasm but Sonia's mouth was simply too much to resist. Her incoherent moans grew louder and as she exploded, she realised her muscles were no longer hers to command. She came in a series of frenzied shudders, her hot juices emptying into the waiting mouth.

It was at that very point that the room door opened and the sight of the two naked women stopped Barry and Simon in their tracks. Sonia felt her entire body overwhelmed with shock and felt sure she was about to have a panic attack. Babs meanwhile, had no such inhibitions.

"Hello boys," her teasing voice rang out. "Don't just stand there. Get undressed!"

*

Peggy and Venus...

Venus took Peggy to her room, not the gymnasium. She kept their arms linked together as they walked through the hotel and across to the stairs. It was quiet when they reached the first floor and before ascending further, Venus pushed the brunette against the wall, her sensuous mouth capturing Peggy's ruby lips. Her white teeth took Peggy's lower lip between them, pulling it down before sliding her narrow, long tongue into the brunette's soft mouth.

A door beside them opened and Peggy tried to pull away as she heard a sharp intake of breath from whoever was there. But Venus ignored the interruption, sliding her hand around Peggy's neck and pulling her head in tighter and prolonging the kiss. They heard footsteps disappear down the stairs, followed by a wolf whistle.

As Venus allowed Peggy to pull her head away, she saw that the trembling brunette was blushing. She softly smiled, her nimble fingers brushing away a lock of hair that had fallen over Peggy's eyes.

"Who was that?" the trembling brunette asked.

Venus laughed. "I've no idea."

"Why didn't you stop?" Peggy asked, her breathing stilted as a result of both the kiss and the exposure to what she assumed was another guest.

"Why?" responded Venus, a gleam in her soft brown eyes. "Whoever it was had seen us anyway. And besides, they'll be thinking about what they saw for some time. They might even get off on it...."

"Venus!" a shocked Peggy responded.

But Peggy's seductress just laughed and leant into her for another lingering kiss, before running her soft tongue along the brunette's neck.

"You'll be getting off on it in a few minutes," she huskily whispered, her hot breath against Peggy's ear. "That's what you want, isn't it honey? You want some loving from Venus?"

Before the embarrassed woman could answer, Venus let out a long laugh and grabbed her hand, tugging her up the next two flights of stairs to her room. It took only a few seconds to unlock the door and pull Peggy across the room and through another door into her bedroom. The brunette gasped when she saw the four poster.

"I know," Venus beamed. "Impressive isn't it! I only allow special people in here."

Peggy immediately blushed, for the second time in the last ten minutes. She felt like a small schoolgirl.

"You are special, honey," Venus whispered, her enticing eyes running up and down Peggy's body.

There was no further preamble. She took the brunette's hand and led her to the bed, her fingers deftly unhooking the bikini top and discarding it onto the carpet as she eased Peggy backwards. The brunette sighed with enjoyment as Venus gently flicked her erect cherry coloured nipples with her fingers, then closed her eyelids as the young black woman slid her tongue onto her gleaming orbs, before licking its way down and sliding into her belly button.

Peggy was almost ahead of her in lifting her hips to allow Venus's deft fingers to pull down her bottoms and the beautiful young woman smiled at the brunette's eagerness. She worked her lips worked downwards over her rounded pubis, skirting around the sexy, thick, black, heart shaped pubic hair above her labia, and ran the tip of her tongue along the full length of her shining clitoris. 

"Oh Venus," the brunette softly gasped, raising her hips to the soft mouth.

She emitted a second, shivering gasp as Venus closed her red, glossy lips over her engorged clitoris, sucking it inside and flicking it gently from side to side with her tongue. As she did, she ran her hands upwards to caress Peggy's perky breasts, nipping her sensitive nipples as her mouth continued to suck on Peggy's hard little nubbin.

The brunette exploded on the bed, the sensations created by her lover's wonderful mouth too much to bear. Whatever she had felt during her two orgasms in the gym changing room seemed nothing compared to the stars that were appearing before her eyes and Venus locked her hands on the shuddering hips, holding her tightly until the tremors eased.

"Good girl," she husked, thinking that if Charles did as good a job on her tonight, she was in for a treat.

She slid her soft hands back to Peggy's perky breasts, caressing them to life again before leaving them tingling with pleasure. She headed downwards, her fingers running unhurriedly over the hollows of her waist and the curve of her hips before trailing feather-light across her tanned inner thighs. Peggy's still aroused body jerked softly with anticipation as the teasing fingertips found her eagerly pouting vulva. 

"Want to cum again, honey?" Venus teased, her soft brown eyes meeting Peggy's aroused gaze.

Without preamble she slid her finger easily into the wet vagina before her, at the same time lowering her mouth back to the still hard clitoris with his expert tongue, and she smiled as Peggy's body stiffened when her searching finger ran over the small bulge in the roof of her inner walls. As Peggy whimpered, she brushed her finger over and around the undulating woman's G-spot whilst her mouth continued to softly pleasure the slippery clitoris.

Peggy's hips were again jerking against the expert twin masturbation and she drew her shapely legs over Venus' shoulders, pulling her further into her sex as her lush hips squirmed against her. Her head rolled onto the pillow and her tongue ran loosely over her ruby lips as Venus worked at her with expert precision. She was only too aware that she was rushing towards her second orgasm and she yearned for Venus to finish her off for the second time.

"I'm gonna cum, Venus" she gasped. 

Relishing the control she had over her this woman, Venus increased the pace of her tongue and finger movements, being rewarded by the brunette's gasps of helpless excitement as she began to spiral inexorably upwards. Her body was beginning to shake again and with Venus relentless in the torment of her sweet bump, the wave of ecstasy rose up and engulfed her for a second time.

Venus continued to gently flick her tongue against the tortured brunette's clitoris as Peggy's hips jerked against her, generating another small expulsion from the climaxing woman's rippling vagina. She sighed languorously at Peggy's soft whimpers of ecstasy, her fabulous body now slumped back into the bed as her second orgasm drained her. 

It was a good few minutes before Charles's wife began to recover, and she pulled Venus's head towards her for a tender kiss.

"Can I ask you something, Venus?" she whispered.

"Anything, honey."

"In the gym, you told me to forget your father. How did you know? How did you know about me and him?"

Venus looked deeply into Peggy's eyes, wondering how she would cope with the truth.

"We tell each other everything," she simply replied, her gaze remaining on the woman beside her.

"Everything?" Peggy whimpered. "Then... he knows about you and I?"

Venus smiled a slow sensual smile. "Everything!"

Oh God, Peggy thought. Oh God, oh God. 

"Venus," her cowed voice whispered. "That's awful..."

"Awful? Why?"

Peggy stared into Venus's soft, brown eyes. How could she ask such a question?

"Because what I did with your father, what you and I have done. That's... intimate. It's personal to one another."

She began to sit up, struggling to ease herself onto her elbows.

"Venus, I have to go. This is wrong."

Venus shook her head. "No it isn't honey. It's special. You are special. You are special to my daddy and you are special to me. And no-one else knows, Peggy. Just you and my family."

"Your family?"

"That's right, honey. Me, daddy and Veronica."

Peggy gasped, this was just too much to take in. She had separately made love to both Venus and her father, and not only were they both aware, but Loncraine's youngest daughter knew too!

"Peggy, honey. Trust me on this. Whatever my family knows, stays in the family. None of us think anything other than you are an incredibly beautiful and astonishingly sexy woman."

Peggy began to speak, to attempt to explain how this was completely unacceptable to her. But instead, she found her words stilled as Venus slipped her slim hands onto her glistening breasts. She caressed them gently and instead of any words of objection, Peggy found herself sighing.

"Don't you like this?" the young woman asked. "Don't you like Venus pleasuring you?"

Peggy gasped and eagerly spread her legs as one of Venus's hands traced its way between her thighs again. What could she say?

*

Charles and Venus...

Having made Peggy cum three times, Venus had arranged to meet her again the next morning so that they could have one final session together. Little did Peggy know what she had planned. And after showering, she was now on her way for her assignation with Charles.

Like her personal lapdog, Venus thought, she found him standing beside the back stairs. His eyes lit up when he saw her, taking in the short black skirt and yellow top that stopped just above the diamond stud adorning her belly button. Although the top covered her thrusting cleavage, it was clear she was not wearing a brassiere and her erect tips pointed at him like two bullets.




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She stopped halfway down the final flight of stairs and crooked her finger. He made his way up towards her, one step at a time, his eyes glued to hers. When he was a few feet away, she reached down to take hold of the bottom of her thin yellow t-shirt and slowly pulled it up to expose her majestic breasts.

"Lick them," she throatily purred.

His eyes widened, glancing above and then behind him to make sure no-one was around. Even had there been, he was not sure that he could have stopped himself and he lunged up the final steps, locking his lips on first one and then the other hard chocolate brown, nipple. She allowed him a few seconds of pleasuring, her eyes watching the door along the corridor, before gently easing his head away.

"Good boy," she whispered, pulling her top down. "Follow me."

She skipped down the stairs and he followed her to the small restaurant. People were in the adjoining bar, enjoying pre dinner drinks and she waltzed right passed them and into the empty restaurant, sitting at the table nearest the door. When he began to take the seat opposite her, she shook her head.

"No, Charles. Under the table!"

She saw the look of astonishment in his eyes and he glanced around to see two waitresses at the far end of the small room. They were preoccupied with some napkins and as he turned his wild eyes back to look at Venus, she raised her dark eyebrow.

"It's now or never Charles," she said, her voice calm and collected. "Under the table, now!"

It was a table for four and the draped, cream cloth was long enough to hide him from sight. He made an instant decision, surprising even Venus, and bent down in a single movement to slip beneath the tablecloth. He had a perfect view of the long legs that seemed to go on forever and as she eased her legs apart, he saw that she wore nothing under the short, black, pleated skirt.

"Now, Charles, before any guests arrive. Make me cum!"

The thought of others joining them sent a surge of fear through his bent body, but the situation produced a burning sensation running from his mind to his loins. He eagerly leant forward, placing a firm hand on each thigh and spread them outwards to allow his head to slip between them.

"Good boy," her soft voice encouraged him. "Make it good..."

His tongue immediately found her hot labia, frantically licking as he attempted to adjust his body into the best position. He realised immediately that she was already wet and he felt his nose pressing into her springy, thick, black, pubic hair as he worked his tongue more deeply inside her. He forced himself to give hard, thrusting, licks, for a moment jetting his tongue back and forward as if it was actually fucking her.

She moaned, easing her legs wider.

"So good, Charles... so fucking good." 

He faltered when he heard the sound of people entering the restaurant, being greeted by the waitresses. He heard Venus give a cheery greeting, but as she did so, she snaked her hand underneath the tablecloth and onto his head, pulling him back into her. Her legs eased further apart and he felt her slide downwards in the chair, allowing her hips a better angle against his mouth. 

He realised from her wetness and the way her fingers worked into his hair that she must be close, even in such a relatively short time. 

"Come on, baby," she hissed, starting to work her hips against his mouth. 

It was an enormous turn on to know he had so quickly brought her to the edge and despite the dangerous situation, he renewed his attack, his pursed mouth taking hold of her slippery clitoris and sucking it inside. As he engulfed it with his lips, coaxing it from its fleshy home, he ran his tongue around the smooth kernel. As he heard her gasp, he increased his sucking motions, pulling it right inside his eager mouth and her hand gripped his hair as if attempting to pull it out by the roots.

Her body became rigid, shaking almost imperceptibly as she climaxed and under the table Charles's troubled mind wondered if the self evident trembling of her body would be noticeable to the other diners. It was some time before her soft shuddering slowed and he eased his head away, wondering how on earth he was going to extract himself from this situation.

"Good boy," he heard her soft say. "When you hear the plate smash, quickly get out and join me back at the stairs."

With that her legs were gone from under the table, leaving him to try and assimilate exactly what it was she had told him. Within seconds of the thought running through his mind, he heard a plate smashing into the floor at the bottom end of the restaurant and peeking out from under the tablecloth, he saw that all eyes were fixed on the embarrassed waitress at the other end of the room. 

By the time the table of diners had pulled their heads away, he had extricated himself from under the table and was exiting out of the door, realisng that both waitresses must have been aware of what was happening between him and Venus.

*

Danny. Veronica and Helena...

Danny had excused himself from dinner with his parents on the grounds that he had made good friends with Veronica and Helena, and that they had something special planned for his last night. Both of his parents were intrigued, but as that was about all he knew, he could not enlighten them any further. All he did know was that Veronica had told him to meet them in her room at nine o'clock prompt.

When he arrived, Veronica opened the door. She was as naked as the day she was born. He just stared at her until she gently moved to one side to allow him to enter. As he did, he saw that Helena was naked, too. 

Veronica had a lithe, athletic body, whereas Helena was much more curvaceous. The Latin woman's deep brown coloured voluptuous body was stunning, and her large, jutting breasts with their deep pink nipples simply took his breath away. Although Veronica's breasts weren't quite as large, they were still amazingly full and were topped off by her mouth watering, chocolate brown tips. Both so different, and both so awesome.

"Your mouth is open," Veronica beamed, pulling him into the room.

"Welcome to your leaving party," Helena added.

She spun around to display her incredibly rounded buttocks as well as her tantalisingly full thatch of thick red hair.

"You like?" she asked with a smile.

"Or do you prefer the black version," Veronica laughed, running her hand through her narrow strip of dark black curls before turning around and shaking her firm, athletic buttocks at him.

"The thing about tonight," Helena purred, "Is that you get to sample both varieties!"

"That's right, baby," Veronica added. "Now are you going to get out of those clothes or do we have to strip them from you?"

*

Charles and Venus...

Venus was halfway up the first flight of stairs when Charles reached them, giggling wildly as she hurried on her way. Charles took the stairs two at a time as he attempted to catch up with her, but she still managed to reach her door whilst he was a few yards away. When he followed her into her room, she stood facing him, a wild gleam in her soft brown eyes.

"That was such a good boy, Charles" she purred. "Two down, one to go!"

She gently backed away as he walked towards her, her enticing eyes holding his. When she reached the door of her bedroom, she pulled it open and crooked her finger at him. He immediately felt his penis respond and thought that he would follow that crooked finger anywhere.

When he reached her, she nodded at the four poster in the large bedroom. He began to enter but she pulled him back.

"No, baby," she softly whispered. "That's the bed you are going to fuck me in, but you haven't made me cum three times yet."

He reached for her but she danced away, pulling the bedroom door closed behind her as she exited.

"You know the rules, Charles..." she said with a laugh.

His face was contorted with lust. This tantalising creature was so nearly his.

"If I make you cum again now, then I can fuck you?" his hoarse voice said, almost as if he was asking permission.

"Yes..." she replied, pausing slightly. "Unless..." 

He frowned. Now what was she up to?

"If you can make me cum without cumming yourself," she giggled, "You can fuck me immediately. Otherwise... you can have me tomorrow morning."

He frowned again. "We fly out tomorrow morning," he rasped.

Venus laughed again, throwing her thick, black hair back. "I know... but you can have me instead of breakfast..." 

Charles eyed her suspiciously.

"I promise," she stated, her eyes serious as she stared into his. "Don't cum now and you can fuck me tonight. But if you do cum, you can fuck me for breakfast tomorrow. Deal?"

He nodded slowly. There was no way he would allow himself to cum tonight until he was inside her fabulous body.

"Well," she said, her eyes gleaming again as she eased herself down onto the couch. "Shall we get started?" 

*

Danny, Veronica and Helena...

Danny was lying on the four poster bed in Veronica's bedroom. He was unsure whether it was her or Helena's hand fondling his manhood, nor did he care. When Helena leaned in and kissed him, he realised that it was his tutor's hand and he sighed with satisfaction into Helena's full mouth, her sensuous pink lips slithering against his whilst her hot tongue gave him goose bumps.

He moaned into the kiss as Veronica held his testicles in her other hand, dragging her sharp fingernails across the area underneath them. On hearing his moan, Helena broke the kiss and glanced down to see what Veronica was up to. The two young women smiled at one another and Veronica slid up to replace Helena's lips with her own, smiling into his eyes.

"Happy, baby?" she asked.

But before he could answer, her hand snaked back down to cup his testicles whilst Helena's fingers wrapped themselves around his rigid weapon. Whilst Veronica softly kissed him again, running her pink tongue inside his mouth, Helena began to suck on one of his nipples. Both women's hands continued the caressing as their mouths pleasured him and his throbbing penis seemed as hard as it had ever been.

"Think back," Veronica whispered into his ear. "If this was our first night together, you would have cum by now..." 

His answer was a groan as Helena kissed down his stomach and swirled her tongue across the rounded head of his penis. He groaned again as she teased the veins under the head with the tip of her mouth, all the time Veronica's tongue continuing to work its magic between his lips. The twin stimulation was rapidly taking him to boiling point and as he gave a throaty growl into Veronica's mouth, she pulled away.

"Not yet, baby," she whispered. "We have all evening. You can't cum yet." 

Helena dragged her body up to replace Veronica's mouth with hers, whilst Loncraine's youngest daughter slid down Danny to take over where her Latino friend had left off. After lathering his shaft with her soft mouth, she moved her sweet red lips to his testicles, taking first one into his mouth before turning her attention to the other. 

As she heard him give out a long, low groan, Helena eased herself up and fed him one of her deep, pink nipples, sighing as his mouth eagerly sucked it inside and flicked his tongue against the erect bud. She alternated her right and left breasts until both nipples were covered in his saliva, all the while Veronica imitated his sucking ministrations on his steely shaft, her thin tongue running up and down his shaft before sucking him inside once more.

The two women again read his groans to perfection, backing off until he seemed to calm down before returning to continue his pleasuring. 

But this time it was not a mouth that addressed his proud manhood. Helena flicked her right leg across his body and it was Veronica who reached for his erect, young penis and easily guiding him inside her friend. Within a few seconds Helena's curvy hips had begun to rotate against him, almost of their own will, her thoughts consumed by the pleasure radiating from her body. It was Veronica who calmed her down.

"Take it steady," she whispered to her friend. "We don't want him blowing too early." 

Helena eased her movements whilst he came down from his excruciating high, wondering how he was going to make himself last and satisfy both of these women.

As Helena started gyrating on him again, Veronica returned her mouth to his, then ran her tongue down to his neck, nipping all around his flesh in deliciously tortuous sweeps of her mouth and teeth. His groans sent out the same message again and both women stopped moving as if they had synchronised their thoughts and actions, allowing him to calm down from his high again.

"Poor baby," Veronica purred in his ear. "I think we'd better let you cum and then we can start again. What do you think Helena?"

Helena's thoughts were crystal clear as she began to rotate on him again, sweeping circular motions with her curvy hips, her jutting breasts bouncing as she increased the pace. This time she groaned along with Danny, both of them deliciously close to a much needed release. As Danny came, Veronica leant up and took Helena's left breast in her mouth, sucking on the deep pink nipple for all she was worth, and that took Helena over the edge too.

Danny let out a howl as his three time delayed orgasm overcame him and as he fired into Helena, the Latino hottie was shaking her long, auburn tresses from side to side. Her own tremors were racing through her shuddering body as she grasped Veronica's head to her breast and placed her other hand to grip Danny's hair. Eventually, the trembling in their bodies began to subside and Helena eased herself down onto the bed.

"Was that good, baby?" Veronica whispered, although Danny was unsure which of them she was talking to.

She slid down his body to take his diminishing manhood in his mouth, her greedy tongue beginning to clean the shaft and then do the same to his bulbous head. Under her ministrations, she felt him begin to harden again.

"Oh, baby?" she gasped. "You like Veronica's mouth on your dick?" 

Instead of resuming her licking, cleaning movements, she took his weapon inside her mouth, gently applying suction to the shaft and head until he became ramrod hard again.

"Good boy," she purred. "It's my turn now." 

She climbed across his prone body, his eyes watching her narrow strip of dark black curls as her hips descended, her hands taking his hard penis and forcefully guiding the rounded head between her open thighs. She was purring like a cat as she did so, eager to reap her own reward.

Danny gave out a long moan as she took the whole of him inside and as she began to rotate, he reached up and cupped her superb breasts, the chocolate brown nipples sticking out towards him. She moaned too as she began to rock back and forth, slowly at first and then faster, fucking him with an intensity he had never seen in her before.

This time it was Helena's turn to play with Veronica's breasts. She crawled up behind the undulating woman, reaching her long arms around in front of her to grasp her full, bouncing globes, her fingers pulling at and pinching the dark brown nipples.

"Oh fuck," Veronica's aroused voice cried, her tone thick with hunger.

She lay her head back against Helena's neck, slowing her thrusting movements as she enjoyed the feel of the Latino hottie's hands kneading her breasts, emitting soft pants every time the deft fingers rolled her nipples between them. She felt her climax building inside her, the talented hands reinforcing the feeling of Danny's shaft as she dragged it against her sensitive clitoris with each downward thrust.

Danny's eyes were wide as he stared at the tanned hands on Veronica's breasts. He had never seen anything as sensationally erotic in his young life and it spurred him on to even greater efforts, attempting to take advantage of Veronica's slowing movements by thrusting upwards in sharp, short bursts. 

As she stared down at him, Veronica saw the wildness in Danny's eyes at the same time as she felt his upward thrusts. She pulled herself forward and away from Helena's caressing fingers, resting her hands on his chest as she began to increase the speed of her undulations, pounding down on him with a savage ferocity as she forced her way to her orgasm. Wave after wave engulfed her jerking body as she rode his still thrusting hardness throughout the tremors that raced through her heaving body.

"Good boy, Danny" Helena purred, eventually helping Veronica to ease herself away from the still aroused boy as she came down from her climax.

She swiftly took her place. "You want to fuck me again, baby?" 

It was more rhetorical than a real question as the red hot woman wasted no time in swinging herself around and reversing down on the steely invader that was still searching for his second orgasm. She eased him inside and immediately allowed herself to grind down on him, his eyes drawn to her incredibly rounded buttocks as they worked themselves in long, sweeping, circular motions on his young, aching shaft.

He found the sight of her deep brown coloured curvy back and undulating buttocks an incredible turn-on and the new position he was in gave him the impression of being completely under her control. She had changed her movements now, her buttocks bouncing down on his thrusting manhood, her long, auburn tresses dancing around her shoulders as it seemed that her entire voluptuous body was focused on using him.

He knew not why, but he felt able to accept every thrust that Helena could offer without even remotely feeling as if his orgasm was in the near vicinity. From nowhere, Veronica had slithered back to the action, licking and sucking around his neck whilst her right hand caressed and kneaded Helena's jutting right globe.

Any thoughts that Helena had of pleasuring the young man were long since gone, her frantic movements focused only on maximising her own pleasure. She rested both hands behind her on the bedclothes either side of Danny's body, leaning back for better leverage as she increased her undulations. Veronica left Danny's neck and swiftly slid down to sit across his legs, allowing her mouth full access to the bouncing, jutting breasts in front of her.

"Oh fuck," the hot Latino gasped. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh......."

She was frantically raising and lowering herself like a dervish when her second orgasm overwhelmed her. It was as if a tidal wave engulfed her, a long scream leaving her lips as she felt her body tremble violently, the little electric surges forcing her body to continue with small jerking movements even after the initial intense surge of ecstasy had started to subside.

"That was so impressive, baby," Veronica whispered. "Where did all that stamina come from?"

His chest was heaving as he looked up into her eyes. He felt weary, not only from his physical exertions but also from the phenomenal eroticism of the two experienced young women using him in such a way. His eyes were clouded as Veronica softly kissed his forehead.

"Don't think I can last much longer," he softly gasped. 

"That's okay," she whispered, her soft hand fondling his still erect dome. "You just lie there and give your dick to Veronica one more time and then you can rest."

She eased her long, black leg across his white chest and settled on his welcoming shaft, arching her back so that her superbly full, breasts thrust out erotically as her curvy hips began to undulate, combining circular rotations with straightforward downward thrusts.

"That good, baby?" she purred when he began to pant, the sound being disguised by his soft moans. "You want to pleasure Helena, too?"

He saw the Latino woman's shadow first and then realised she was easing her long, curvaceous limbs across his face. She rubbed her vulva against him as she did so, moaning as she felt her clitoris come alive against his cheek. She unhurriedly slid across him, easing her innermost thighs towards his mouth. Hovering for a few seconds above his head, she allowed Danny to understand what she wanted before she gently lowered herself to his waiting lips. 




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As tired as he was, Danny felt himself respond and his gentle lapping tongue eased upwards, eliciting a growling moan of delight. She pressed her thighs downwards, attempting to force his tongue as deep as she could and then as she eased up slightly, she felt his sweet mouth take hold of her hardening clitoris. He alternated between flicking and sucking the shiny, red bud, fully concentrated on his task until he felt Veronica's hips increasing the pace on his manhood.

The friction of her sucking muscles on his hardness was intense and he realised that he was not going to last. He heard Helena's gasps of pleasure as his mouth and tongue continued to pleasure her and as her breaths grew heavy with her building excitement, he knew he was in a race to make both women cum before he did. 

Veronica's lush hips began to move in faster, rhythmic motions and he knew that she must be close to her climax. That encouraged him to increase the tempo of his tongue and mouth on Helena's oversexed body, and he felt her shriek as she felt herself pass the point of no return. Her body trembled violently on his mouth whilst Veronica was howling too; her body still for a second before her powerful shuddering began.

That sent a wave of acceptance through his own young body and he was at last able to release the valve of sexual pressure that had been building since he first entered the room. It was as if his insides were being ripped out when he exploded, his sperm erupting inside his black lover in thick ropes. His body jerked half a dozen times as he came and despite her own orgasm, Veronica squeezed him between her muscles as she took every last drop that he had to offer. 

"I think your education is complete," she softly whispered, as the three of them fell back together on the bed.

* 

Charles and Venus...

"Undress," Venus's soft voice instructed. 

When Charles did as directed, her soft brown eyes eagerly took in his erect nakedness and then she crooked her delicious finger, revelling in the fact that the action always produced instant obedience. 

When he reached her, she pushed him down onto the soft cushions of the sofa. Sprawling backwards, she marvelled at the size of his rigid hardness and eased herself across his legs. Sliding downward, she teasingly moved her twin labial lips along his length until her shiny clitoris met his rounded head. Her enticing eyes smiled at his soft moans and she repeatedly slid against his erection until she felt him desperately try to enter her.

Having gained the desired effect, she rasped, "Now, now, Charles, you know the rules." 

But rather than reduce the attentions she was paying to his proud manhood, she slid off him and took his purple head between her red, glossy lips. Her eyes held his as she ran her tongue in teasing circles around the bulbous head, before engulfing him in her mouth. Sucking him inside, she ran her magical tongue over his foreskin, smiling inwardly at his excited moans. 

She increased the suction, her succulent lips bringing him to the edge much more quickly than he could have anticipated. As he began to buck his hips into her mouth, she pulled away.

"You bad, bad, boy," she teased. "You can't cum if you want to fuck Venus tonight..."

Easing herself up from her knees, she straddled his chest, rubbing her wetness against him as she slid upwards. Settling over his mouth, her skirt fell around his face, leaving him in semi darkness.

"Okay, baby," she purred. "Go to work."

Charles slid his tongue against her soft folds, immediately working it inside her, running across her opening and then pushing deeper. As she gently eased her body forward, he took her slippery clitoris into his mouth for a moment, sucking it inside and then flicking the hard nubbin with his tongue. 

"Charles, baby, that is sooo nice," she whimpered.

She tried to think of another man who had made her cum so quickly, but couldn't, and as she felt herself begin to relentlessly soar towards release, she reached behind her and took his manhood in her soft hand. He was only semi hard but it took no more than a few strokes to restore him to full erectness and she felt him twitch in her hand as she steadily began to stroke him from the top to the bottom of his shaft.

Charles tried to ignore her ministrations, knowing he had to focus on making her climax if he was to be granted his urgent need to fuck the tantalising black woman. But even as his mouth busily worked on her engorged clitoris, deliciously sucking it between his lips, he knew he was in a competition to make her orgasm before he did.

Venus had begun to increase her undulations against his face, her clitoris now at the perfect angle to gain maximum pleasure as she began to urgently fuck his mouth. She could feel his impressively hard erection throbbing in her hand, and concentrated on making sure that he would be ready to cum at the same time as her.

Their battle of wills continued for a short while longer until, with a jerk of her hips, she realised she could hold back no longer. The fire started at the tip of her clitoris but exploded through her entire pelvis with an incredible intensity. As she began to shudder, her hand movements on Charles's penis became a blur and she was rewarded as he groaned in defeat. The first squirt of cum shot straight up into the air, arcing sharply and falling on her skirt, whilst the following bursts landed on the couch. He lay there until the spasms finally subsided and his penis fell limp again.

Only then did Venus pull her skirt away from his mouth and slid down onto his chest, softly kissing his lips.

"The good news, Charles," she tantalisingly whispered. "Is that you can spend all evening looking forward to your breakfast."

*

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As always, a number of the situations have been inspired by some of the small band of authors whose work I immensely admire, and to whose high standards I aspire. I have attempted to occasionally incorporate a flavour of their imagination in this new story, in tribute to them. Without their inspiration, I would not be writing.

Chapter 12 - DAY SEVEN: THE END OF THE WEEK

Early Morning -- Peggy and Venus...

Peggy told Charles that she did not want breakfast that morning. She explained that she had too much to do. To her surprise, he readily accepted that, telling her that he would probably take a final stroll outside before it was time to finish their packing.

Ten minutes later, she knocked softly on Venus's door. It was just before nine, the time they had agreed to see each other this morning.

It took only a few seconds to open and she let out a long gasp when she saw that the owner's beautiful daughter wore only a thin, white robe over her clearly naked body. Venus gave a small giggle but instead of inviting her inside, took her hand and turned her back into the hall, pulling her across to one of the other two doors.

"I wanted to try a different venue," she giggled again.

She softly opened the door and the two women entered. The room was the same shape as Venus's, though the decoration was entirely different. She took Peggy through to the bedroom, to another four poster bed, but this one was adorned with black satin sheets.

"I love black satin, don't you?" she whispered, before adding enticingly, "Undress for me!"

Peggy obeyed immediately. She did not have more than an hour and her lust filled body was determined to make the most of those sixty minutes before they left for the airport.

"Lie back on the bed," Venus directed and again Peggy did as ordered.

Her attractive lover bent over and kissed her, the tenderest of kisses. When Peggy opened her eyes, Venus smiled at her and stood up. 

"Have you ever made love blindfolded?" she asked.

Peggy felt her pulse increase in anticipation. She softly shook her head.

"Would you like to?"

Peggy's eyes were alive with excitement. 

"Yes," she croaked. "Yes, Venus, I'd like to try that."

Venus smiled and slipped her hand under one of the black pillows. She pulled out a black blindfold.

"Put this on," she told her, "And then don't move. Not until you feel my touch! Understand?"

Peggy nodded as she fitted the blindfold over her eyes. Her breath was coming in short, rapid gasps in anticipation of the delights to come.

*

Lisa and Loncraine...

Lisa left the others at the breakfast table. They had agreed to breakfast together on their final morning at the hotel, but the tension in the air was palpable. Babs and Sonia were hardly speaking to Barry and Simon because of something their husbands had got up to at the night club one night. It seemed that Leo wasn't the only one to misbehave and she had not spoken much to him either since finding out about his liaison with Veronica.

She made an excuse and left the breakfast area, knowing that in two hours they would be on their way to the airport. But that would be more than enough time to save her husband from imprisonment, to keep her word to Loncraine, and to gain her own revenge on Leo by allowing the attractive, muscular, black owner to fuck her brains out.

Loncraine smiled at her when he opened his office door and he stepped back to allow her in.

"No," she softly said.

"No?" his deep voice repeated. He was taken aback. "Lisa..." 

She cut him short, her light brown eyes gleaming with anger and arousal. 

"Take me to the room where Veronica was with my husband," she rasped. "You can fuck me there."

He stared at her for a few moments, wondering what words would calm her down. His plan was to make love to her in his large bed, not in a small, cold room.

"Lisa..." he began again.

"Don't, Loncraine," she quietly said. "You told me I had a fabulous body. What was it you said? A goddess amongst mortals?" 

She unfastened the wrap that held her sun dress together, pulling the dress open to reveal her nakedness. She actually saw his penis push against his shorts as his eyes widened.

He took in her near perfect body, his eyes falling to her golden, upthrusting young breasts and then downwards to the neatly trimmed bush of brown pubic hair crowning her thighs. He felt the surge of arousal as his manhood grew and knew that he was not going to argue. Stopping to take some keys from a drawer whilst she covered herself, he flicked a hidden switch just before he closed the office door behind him.

They walked side by side to the night club, neither speaking but both of them incredibly aroused. They each said good morning to fellow guests along the way but nothing was going to deflect them from the immediacy of their journey. Reaching the club, Loncraine unlocked the door and allowed her to enter. As soon as she did, she stopped to look around and ran her hand through her long, blonde hair.

"Which room?" her cold voice asked.

He stared at her, but seeing the steely determination in her eyes, he simply walked past her towards the dance floor, heading towards the concealed side room. He was halfway there when he heard her voice again. He turned around and she had not moved, other than to remove her dress. She stood naked, leaning back against a table.

"I've changed my mind," she gently said, a note of defeat in her tone.

She could hear the quiver in her voice, and was unsure whether it was due to nervousness or arousal or both. She did not want to enter the room that Veronica and Leo had used, she wanted Loncraine on her own terms. Leaning against the back of the table, she provocatively parted her legs, offering that most intimate part of her body to him.

"I've changed my mind," she repeated. "Fuck me here instead!"

He slowly walked across to her, his gaze wandering from her eyes to her magnificent breasts to the intoxicating bush of brown pubic hair between her thighs. Her perfume delighted his nostrils when he reached and pulled her to him, parting her soft, pink lips with his own and engaging her willing tongue with his. His left hand slithered to her jutting globes, teasing the hard nipples through her dress, whilst his right dropped between her open thighs.

Little gasps punctuated her ragged breathing as his fingers gently pleasured her honeyed vulva, her tongue now urgently flicking its way around his mouth. He heard her groan with desire seconds before her hands were on his shorts, freeing them and pushing the garment so that it dropped around his ankles. He gasped as her fingers urgently found his rigid weapon, stroking up and down the hard shaft. 

"I want to see you again," she croaked, her firm eyes engaging his as she suddenly pushed him back away from her.

Then her gaze dropped between them to his impressive, ramrod stiff erection, the proud, black shaft a contrast to the colour of her own skin. He watched as her tongue flicked across her mouth, licking both lips in turn. Her eyes returned to his, and she leant back against the table again. 

"Fuck me," she panted. "Right here, now! Up against the table!"

She reached out for his hardness again and guided him to her welcoming opening, teasingly slipping the head just inside. They both gasped at the sensation and then, supported by the table, she lifted her left leg off the ground and wrapped it around his waist, and then the other. The effect was to inevitably draw most his penis into her body and she hooked her arms around his neck so that she lifted herself off the table, completely impaling herself on him.

"Fuck me, Loncraine," she whispered, her hips already beginning to undulate against him.

As powerful as he was, he had to plant both feet firmly on the floor to steady himself, his large hands gripping her peach-like buttocks. Standing tall, he thrust into her whilst her bucking body thrust back at him. For a moment the world stopped, the two of them entwined as one, rutting like a pair of animals, their ferocious groans filling the air as her body smacked against his.

He was pleased he had had the foresight to switch the cameras on whilst collecting the keys and although their location was not ideal, he knew he would be able to zoom in and ensure that every action was brought to life.

"Loncraine," she gasped, her body beginning to shudder. "Loncraine...!"

Her straining hands tightened behind his aching neck as she came, and after a couple of seconds when she came to a juddering stop, he felt her body trembling violently as her orgasm arrived. His hands dug into her perfect, shapely buttocks as he tried not to fall, such was the intensity of her shuddering movements. 

He could hear the ragged gasps and growls against him, her warm breath escaping onto his aching neck as the intensity of her climax continued, and only when it eventually reduced did he lower her onto the table. 

"Turn around, beautiful woman," his deep voice urged. 

Her light brown eyes found his and she did as she was bid, already thinking along the same lines as she leaned forward. She spread her long legs and raising her peach-like buttocks as she eased backwards, her hand sneaking underneath her to pull his hard weapon firmly between her buttocks. Loncraine did not need to do a thing, such was the need of the beautiful aroused woman in front of him. He slid his hands to her upthrusting breasts, gently kneading them as she rocked slowly up and down, his hard penis blazing with heat as she manoeuvred back onto his manhood. 

She groaned as his hands began to pinch and tease her nipples, settling back against him and parting her legs wider in an effort to allow him full entry. Adjusting her hips and rocking her sweating body forwards, she allowed his shaft to sink exquisitely slowly inside her. They both allowed themselves a long moan of excruciating pleasure and then Loncraine dropped his hands from her breasts to her thighs, pulling her incredible body back onto his as he began his slow fucking movements.

She dropped her head forward as the pleasure overtook her, only to feel it gently pulled back as his right hand left her hip to grip her hair. She could feel him filling her, thrusting inside her, with the only noises in the large room being a grunt from his lips and a moan from hers. She responded to every push and pull as he continued to slowly fuck her, her hands tightly gripping onto the edge of the table as his hips slapped against her perfect tanned buttocks. 

Despite her previous orgasm, the occasional brush of the base of his shaft against her sensitive clitoris was sensational and she knew that the torrent of sexual release was coming quickly now. Despite the slowness of their fucking, she was lost to her sexual inhibitions, her body responding as he increased the pace. She pulled her hair free from his grasp, but only so that she could turn her head to look at him over her shoulder.

No words were necessary, their contorted faces telling the whole story as she continued to push back hard against his muscular hips, feeling the hard nub between her legs held firm against his invincible shaft. As the sensation overwhelmed her, she desperately thrust backwards one final time as she came again, her frenzied scream reverberating around the room. His large hands snaked to her jutting breasts as she climaxed, his caressing fingers helping her prolong the sensation as her body convulsed underneath him. 

It was his turn now, and he turned her around, leaning her down onto the table. Her head fell over the side as he pulled her hips to his, sliding into her wet folds and beginning to thrust into her again. Her body was open to him in this new position and he lifted her long, shapely legs over each of his shoulders, before returning one hand to her waist and the other to her breast. 

His hips slapped deliciously against her as he jack hammered against her. He heard the continuous uninhibited long moans escaping her soft lips and the sound only served to encouraged him to reach his own destination. Knowing he could not hold out, he increased the pace and powered himself into her until the overwhelming intensity overtook him. His release was like an explosion, the hot delivery coating the her inner walls, the first of several rapid bursts that fired into her as he finally found relief. 

"Lisa, baby," he grunted when they both began to recover. "Promise me you'll come back and see Loncraine again next year..."

*

Peggy and Veronica...

As Venus retraced her steps to the door, Veronica moved past her, the two of them exchanging a soft smile. The symmetry was perfect, Venus thought. Whilst she allowed Charles the one thing he had craved for all holiday, her younger sister would become the third member of the family to make love to his wife.

Peggy felt that she had waited what seemed like an eternity for Venus to touch her but in reality it took less than thirty seconds for the sisters to change places. And when she felt the soft fingers on her thigh she gave a soft gasp. She already knew that the blindfold was going to add an additional, sensual, dimension to their lovemaking.

Veronica wasted no time, moving her lips to suck at Peggy's sweet-tasting neck before sliding down her slender body to nuzzle her delightful cleavage. She ran her mouth over the velvet skin of her perky breasts, her hands cupping her delightful right breast, stroking and squeezing as her tongue ran feather-light around the edge of her left nipple.

She could feel Peggy's body quivering as she played with her cherry-tipped breasts, her warm mouth rotating from left to right nipple with gentle bites and pulls as she felt each erect nub swelling in her mouth. When she heard the brunette begin to purr like a petted cat, she gently pulled away from her, leaving the breasts and nipples gleaming and wet from the attentions of her tongue.

She slid her sensational body between the brunette's outstretched legs, smiling to herself as the prone woman opened them without needing encouragement. This was going to be fun. She heard Peggy's soft sigh of contentment as she lowered her face and began to gently stroke her twin labial lips with her tongue.

Veronica intended making this an experience to remember and slid a hand beneath Peggy's firm right buttock, squeezing and stroking the pliant flesh. Beneath the blindfold, Peggy's darting eyes closed in enjoyment at the sensation, and she uttered a tiny whimper of pleasure as she felt Veronica's other hand slide between her smooth thighs, a finger slipping past her tongue and dipping inside her pouting vulva. 

Although 'Venus's' movements were the same as last night, Peggy felt that she seemed to be a little rougher this morning, seemingly wanting to add an extra dimension of pleasure. It mattered not to her as she lay there, her body was burning for her lover's touch, whether that be gentle or rough.

Her G-spot soon began to swell against the eager fingertip, and her eager clitoris slithered free of its hood in response to the delicious teasing of her lover's encouraging tongue. She shivered as 'Venus' began to gently stimulate her again, her clitoris slowly hardening into a pulsing nubbin against the rougher but still expertly flicking tongue. The stroking fingertip on her sensitive G-spot sent sparks flying through her and her already diamond hard nipples began to ache.

As Veronica expertly manipulated her, she was rewarded with the sound of Peggy's breaths growing heavier with the building excitement, the prone woman oblivious to the fact it was she not her sister doing the pleasing. She felt Peggy begin to rotate her hips against her and allowed the hand on her buttock to slide along the crevice, sliding her fingers between her gorgeous cheeks. 

Peggy gasped as she felt her lover's fingertips run over her rosebud and as a finger softly flicked at the entrance, the pleasure running through her already undulating body was joined now by just a tinge of apprehension. 

Still ceaselessly working on her clitoris and G-spot, Veronica eased the finger on Peggy's rosebud gently but firmly forward and her fingertip instantly disappeared inside the brunette. She heard Danny's mother grunt as she slid her finger all the way into her hot anal fundament and she renewed her pleasuring, flicking the shiny clitoris with her tongue and working her swollen G-spot with a dextrous fingertip.

Peggy grunted again. She was louder this time, trembling whimpers escaping from her moistened lips. She moved her hips in tiny, thrusting motions against Veronica's face, and the pleasuring young woman increased the sensation by sliding her other index finger back and forth deep in Peggy's tight rectum.

The young mother's sensuous mouth opened as Veronica expertly masturbated her with both hands, the intense excitement of it forcing the brunette to breath in shallow gasps of pleasure. She was close to her climax as both digits fucked her, the teasing mouth and tongue adding further dimensions.

Peggy's red fingernails dug into the bed's black linen sheets as she felt the first faint tremor signalling the approach of her orgasm, and she increased the pace of her movements as she ground her curvy hips eagerly into Veronica's face.

"Please don't stop," she begged as she thought she felt her lover begin to move away, but it was just that Veronica needed to adjust her position.

She sensed that Peggy was on the brink of release and as she continued to work her finger into her rectum, she sucked hard on her throbbing clitoris. She worked on the little nubbin until the undulating woman gave a loud moan of unbearable ecstasy and clamped her supple thighs like a smooth vice around her bobbing head, her body clenching rhythmically as her orgasmic contractions overtook her. 

Peggy's long, red fingernails clawed at the soft linen whilst her contorted head arched all the way back as her fabulous body rode the incredibly prolonged peak of her climax for as long as she could. It was at that point that Veronica's long arms and removed the blindfold. 

Peggy's clouded eyes glanced down and her body jerked again as she realised who it was that had been pleasuring her. Veronica slowly and deliberately thrust out her thin, pink tongue, her eyes holding Peggy's bewildered gaze as she lowered her head again and roughly licked along the heated furrow. The realisation that it was the younger sister who had been pleasuring her, and the roughness of the tongue on her sex, sent the brunette over the edge again and incredibly she immediately reached a second climax.

It took a good few minutes before the sensations began to subside, and when it had, Veronica worked her way up the still simmering body.

"You came again," she softly whispered, running her tongue along the brunette's neck. "That was such a nice way to greet Veronica, baby."

She lifted one long leg across Peggy's body and swung herself round until they were posed in a classical soixante-neuf position.

"Now I'm going to teach you how to give, as well as receive......."

*

Charles and Venus...

Venus took Charles's hand when she answered his soft knock at the door. She wore a thin, white robe, the hard, chocolate brown nipples adorning her voluptuous cleavage clearly visible against the material. Charles let out an audible gasp as he saw her.

"Worth waiting for?" Venus quietly asked.

She took two steps back, pulling him into the room with her.

"Well?"

He nodded, and when he spoke, his voice trembled slightly. "You look good enough to eat."

Venus threw her head back with laughter, her thick, black hair bouncing on her head.

"I think you've done enough eating, Charles," she said, her enticing soft brown eyes holding his. "It's time to fuck, now?"




The Hotel Ch. 12



She took his hand again and turned towards the bedroom, pulling him behind her as she walked through into the large room. She slipped her thin robe from her shoulders, allowing it to float to the floor just before she stepped up onto the four poster bed, laying her head back on the white pillow and gently spreading her legs.

Charles's eyes were drawn to the diamond stud that adorned her belly button and below it, the thick, black, pubic hair crowning her thighs. He began to unbutton his short sleeved blue shirt, allowing it to drop onto the carpet beside her robe. His shorts quickly followed and he stood patiently, his heavy erection pointing at the ceiling.

Venus cocked her finger, and as he stepped towards her, she sat up on the bed and turned so that she was facing the wall. She spread her legs apart and raised her hard, rounded buttocks. She turned her head to look back at him over her right shoulder, her soft brown eyes gleaming with arousal. She was already very wet and, having teased him all week, she was ready to grant him his deepest fantasy.

"Worth waiting for?" she asked again. "Come and get it......"

He could not believe the erotic vision staring him in the face. She was beyond his wildest dreams and she was offering herself to him. He moved quickly onto the bed, his hands grasping her firm buttocks and he lightly squeezed them in his big hands. He held his breath as he positioned himself, just in case she had another cruel surprise in store, but she made no effort to stop him.

He heard her gasping slightly as she felt him slide between her buttocks, and he eased just the head of his erect penis into her hot body, pausing before pushing deeper inside. Venus was moaning softly, her face against the pillow, and he began the slow, delicious thrusts into her body, his thighs slapping against her delightfully rounded buttocks.

Venus gasped in time with his movements, arching her body and thrusting back as he urgently pounded into her, eliciting grunts from each of them. They immediately established an urgent rhythm, knowing that time was short. They worked in tandem to extract the maximum friction and for a few minutes the only sounds were their sighs intermingled with the slapping noises of his body against her buttocks.

Eventually both their gasps increased in intensity, Charles now grasping her firm hips as he drove himself into her body, causing the undulating woman in front of him to let out a series of small screams as she approached her orgasm. Her satiny walls were clenching and unclenching feverishly, clamping back against the welcome shaft that continued to pound inside her. 

They lost themselves to the lustful forces driving them on and Venus thrust her buttocks back demonically, almost knocking him backwards as she screamed again as her orgasm overwhelmed her. She wailed incoherently as the tremors wracked her nubile body, her first orgasm being immediately followed by a second as he continued to feverishly thrust into her. 

All the pent up frustration of the week was being released and as her cries subsided, her wild and wanton face turned back to stare into his eyes. They both knew it was now his turn. Venus pushed her buttocks back against him, undulating herself on his ramrod stiff hardness as he resumed his frantic thrusts. After waiting so long, his body was determined to extract full value.

But eventually he could hold back no more, the tingling surge running from tip to toe meaning only one thing. He closed his eyes as she ground her curvy hips eagerly back into his body and then he was there, he had found his nirvanha.

The friction created by her backward thrusting movements on his manhood was sufficient to trigger his orgasm and he let out a long wail, digging his his trembling fingers into her soft thighs as he felt himself pulse one long rope of semen after another into her welcoming body.

"Worth waiting for?" she asked one final time.

*

Tommy and Gina...

The sexual tension in the air that morning had been overpowering. Whilst Gary and Gina were looking for the space to finish what they had started, Gina had slept on it overnight and decide that she was going to give herself to Tommy today. She had now experienced three orgasms with him and with them due to leave the island later that afternoon, she knew she wanted to go through with the real thing. She had made love to Gary last night, but she had to admit it had been Tommy she was thinking about. She had wondered how to engineer time with him but eventually the opportunity fell into her lap. 

Toni complained of a headache and retired to her room, saying that she needed to get some rest before their flight home. The truth was she wanted Gary with a burning intensity and the fact that she and Tommy had made love last night had done nothing to take the edge of her hunger. Her headache was a ruse and she hoped Gary had sufficient sense to take advantage.

He did. When Gina had suggested that the three of them left the pool area and find a place back down on the beach for a few final hours of sun, he had excused himself and said that he wanted to go for a long walk and find some scenery to sketch. That gave Tommy the opportunity to suggest that he would accompany Gina and within half an hour the two of them were lying in their secluded spot by the trees, the scene of Tommy's fall and their subsequent mutual masturbation.

With the erection of a wind break, strategically positioned, they had a relatively secure area away from any prying eyes. She decided she was not going to make it easy for Tommy, but that she was going to allow him to fuck her. After all, they would be flying home later that afternoon and this might be their last opportunity.

After around half an hour and their third beer, she casually commented, "I'm impressed." 

"Oh, yes? Impressed with what?"

She laughed, throwing her head back, her long blonde hair billowing and softly landing back on her shoulders as she did so.

"Your restraint," she softly responded.

He grinned. "Well, the way I see it, its Gina three orgasms, Tommy one. You owe me two!"

She laughed again. "Oh, counting are we?"

"Maybe," he responded, staring into her blue eyes.

"Want to go for four?" she boldly asked.

His eyes widened. He certainly did, but was not prepared to stop there. 

"Only if you're willing to return the favour."

She stared at him, her enticing blue eyes suddenly full of intent. 

"Okay," she softly said.

Unsure how serious she was, he edged his body over to hers and planted two soft kisses on the delicious breasts that were overflowing her too small top. She moaned slightly and he eased his body upwards, pulling her head to his for a long lingering kiss. One of her hands snaked behind his neck and she held him there as they entering into a second long, slow kiss whilst she provocatively rubbed her breasts against his chest. 

He moaned into her mouth as her tongue played with his and then she deepened the kiss, becoming more frantic as she licked and sucked at his lips. Her urgency was infectious and as her sensuous lips played with his, he reached down to caress her breasts, pulling the blue bikini top down to expose them and tweaking her hard nipples. He kneaded the firm globes, feeling the hardened tips burning into his palms.

She reached behind her to unhook and then discard the top, making her intentions clear. There were no inhibitions this time. She felt him push her down onto her back and as he did, his tongue found her ear.

"Number four coming up," he whispered, just before he pulled his tongue lazily from her wet ear and slid it back to her breasts again. 

But this time he did not stop there. He continued downwards, his lips leaving a trail of wet kisses down her stomach. His fingers accompanied him and she gasped as she felt him tug at her tiny bottoms, the smallest she could find to wear today. He pulled them down to expose the short, vertical stripe of tight blonde curls and even as he was easing her legs apart, she was urgently kicking them away from her feet.

They both needed this and as she opened up to him, his mouth immediately attacked her vulva, honing in on her twin labia, alternately licking, probing and sucking in line with the deep moans he heard from above him.

"Right there," she moaned, while her hands found his head and held it there, tight against her. 

He curled his tongue-tip upwards, encouraged by her gasps and moans, with the feather like jerks of her body telling him all he needed to know. He gleefully swirled his tongue over and around her sweet sex-button, her loud groans becoming ever more audible and for a moment he wondered if they could be heard.

At that moment, Gina didn't care. She could feel her excitement mounting as Tommy's mouth and darting tongue expertly stimulated her, and she eased open her aching legs further to grant him better access, tightly gripping his hair. Her thrusting thighs pressed tight against him as she began to approach her destination and it was when his lips sucked her tiny pink clitoris inside his eager mouth, that she came.

Her body jerked uncontrollably as his mouth, lips and tongue took her over the edge and she wrapped both legs around his back, crossing and locking her feet to hold him in position against her thrusting hip movements. His eager tongue continue to fuck her throughout her orgasm, continuing until at last the sensations subsided and she fell back.

"That was.... so fucking good," she eventually purred. 

When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was his thrusting manhood, inches away from her mouth. Without even looking at him, she pushed him flat on his back, his hard body half on and half off his blanket.

"Gina..." he began to say but her mouth was already on him.

She devoured his ramrod stiff hardness, immediately deep throating him and sending a surge of arousal through his loins.

"Fucking hell, Gina..." he started, but she cut him off, her mouth briefly leaving his erect shaft.

"You ain't seen nothing yet," she gasped, her eyes wide with lust.

She ran her long sensual tongue up and down the shaft, lathering every single inch of his hardness, before her full lips took him inside again, deep throating him once more as her hands pinned his thrusting hips down against the hot sand. He looked down at the erotic sight working on him, her cheeks billowing as she swallowed every inch.

His fingers moved down to cup and gently knead her right breast, his thumb rubbing gently over her dark tip until it was so hard it refused to bend. She looked up to meet his stare, whilst continuing to take his entire length inside her amazing mouth. He grunted, pulling his hand away from her breast and lying flat on the sand, thrusting his hips against her face as he began to feel his orgasm approach.

Gina felt it to, and pulled away. But before he had an opportunity to object, she had slid across his body and lowered herself onto his stiff hardness, guiding him inside. He was thrusting upward even as her undulating hips had begun to rotate against him, the two of them beginning to rut like animals. 

He raised his hands to her bouncing, jutting breasts, holding their fullness as they bucked against each other. "When did you decide..." he began to ask, but she leant down and stopped him with a swift kiss.

"Shut up and keep fucking me," she whispered, her breath coming in short, rapid gasps.

"Me fucking you? I thought it was the other way around," he gasped.

"Not for too much longer," she groaned, her voice hoarse. "I'm nearly there..."

Her confession saw him renew his efforts, thrusting under her like a bucking bronco, almost throwing her up into the air, his hard shaft nearly coming free each time before she sank back down on him again. 

"Wait," she gasped. "Stop moving..."

He did and she gave a long, low growl, leaning forwards and kissing him again whilst her buttocks began to speed up against him, tiny, short, fucking movements that took her to her climax. Her body was trembling violently, her orgasm electrifying her entire being as she continued to churn her hips down on him in an urgent vibrating motion.

Her continuing shuddering hip movements were enough to see him home too and with a loud groan he thrust his hips upward one last time, his feet digging into the sand as his legs supported her body. He could hold back no longer and he felt his body shudder seconds before he erupted. 

*

Gary and Toni...

Waiting until Tommy and Gina were ready to make their way to the beach, Gary told them he was going to his room to collect his sketching materials and that he would see them later in the afternoon. But it took him a while to leave the pool, his wary eyes watching the two of them make their way towards the sand until he was sure they would not be turning back. Only then did he softly turn and make his way upstairs.

In his room, he collected his sketchpad and pencil and covered the short distance to the connecting door. He put them on top of a dresser and gently turned the gold handle, hoping against hope that Toni had unlocked the door. She had! He found opened it slightly, and momentarily left it ajar whilst he quickly removed his shorts, before collecting his pad and pencil and slipping into her room.

His eyes widened when he saw her lying in the same pose as yesterday, her enticing, green eyes watching him as he made his way from the door to the bed.

"I thought you'd never come," she softly said.

"I came last night thinking about you," he responded, his eyes challenging her. 

She smiled, easing her legs slightly further apart, the movement drawing his eyes to her wonderful thick bush of curly, light brown pubic hair.

"Now then... where were we?" he whispered, looking down at his own erection and taking a step towards the bed.

She shook her head. "Finish the sketch, first."

His eyes began to smile. "I have done."

Hers widened. "How? When?"

"Last night when Gina was soaking in the bath. All I had to do was close my eyes and there you were, at the front of my mind. I could remember every detail."

"Show me," she softly said.

He did, opening the page and handing the pad to her. This time she did move, sitting up on her elbows and taking her time to scrutinise the drawing. Her eyes turned to his a couple of times before reverting to the sketch again. Eventually, she put the pad down beside her on the bed.

"I don't think I've seen anything as beautifully erotic in my life as that sketch," she softly gasped, her breathing a little stilted. "Thank you."

"And I don't think I've seen anything as beautifully erotic in my life, as you lying on the bed in that pose," he responded.

He looked down at his manhood, standing out proud from his body.

"This is how you make me feel," he simply said.

Toni smiled a warm smile. "Where are Tommy and Gina?" she asked.

"Down on the beach."

"Good, then we have time," she purred. "We can do anything you want except fuck."

His eyes narrowed. "Except fuck?"

She nodded, very slowly, slipping a finger between her full, pink lips.

He was taken aback and felt a little miffed. This was not the way it should be. "And what if I decide that I should just leave right now?"

"Because I said we can't fuck?"

He nodded.

"Your choice," she said. 

She held his eyes but slowly began to spread her legs, her hand running down her stomach and stopping just above her pubic hair. Her movements were unbelievably erotic and despite himself, his eyes were drawn again to the neatly trimmed bush of dark hair between her golden thighs. Once she had his eyes on her, her fingers slipped downwards between the hair, immediately teasing her clitoris into slithering from its hood.

She closed her eyes and began to moan and he could restrain himself no longer. He sank onto the bed, a hand on each of her spread-eagled thighs and lowered his mouth to the prize before it. He flicked out his hard tongue and tasted Toni's juicy vulva, slowly lapping upwards between the twin labial lips before finishing at her now shining clitoris.

"So good, Gary," she dreamily moaned, her fingers in his hair encouraging him on. He heard her gasp as he slowly lapped at her juices, her body jerking on the bed as if receiving an electrical shock. Her hands tightened on his hair, her hips now beginning to undulate against his teething mouth.

"That's so good, baby" she cooed as his hard tongue starting to bring her to the boil. 

Her hands moved to her breasts, pulling at her erect, dark nipples, augmenting the sensations coming from her fiery core where Gary's eager to please mouth seemed intent on slaking her blaze. Driven on by a combination of her lustful moans and fingers in his hair, he alternated between sliding his hard, long tongue inside the her and slipping it along the length of her honeyed vulva to her expectant clitoris. 

Each change of direction elicited further moans and an increase in the pace at which she lifted her hips against his mouth. Her gasps came faster and louder as she felt her orgasm building inside her, her fingers caressing her own aching nipples as his mouth made love to that most private part of her body. She looked down, spellbound, as Gary grasped her quivering thighs and pulled her closer against his hungry mouth and pleasuring tongue. 

"So good, Gary," she gasped. "So good! Make me cum, baby.... I'm nearly there."

Instead, he pulled away and watched as her eyes opened, a bewildered look on her face.

"We can do anything but fuck," he said. "And you can do anything but cum."

Her green eyes screwed up in disbelief she began to sit up, pushing him away.

"In that case..." she began, her temper rising.

It seemed as if she was about to dismiss him and he knew this was about to become a battle of wills. He grabbed her ankles and tipped her backwards on the bed and before she could object his mouth found its way between her thighs again, this time immediately seeking out her swollen clitoris. When he took the little nubbin inside his mouth, teasing it with small but intense sucking motions, he heard he gasp and stop struggling.

Her perfectly shaped feet pushed downwards against the bedcovers, thrusting her urgent hips towards his mouth as his hard and highly skilled tongue worked against her shiny clitoris. The combination of small flicks of his tongue and long sucks of his mouth set off the vibrations that threatened to take her over that delicious edge towards orgasm.

Just as he felt, and heard, her begin to reach her destination, he pulled away, again stopping her fractionally short from completing her journey.

"You bastard..." she gasped. "I was nearly there..." 

"Okay..." he said. "Me first, then you..."

He lay on his side and pulled her head to his impressive manhood and she immediately responded, raising herself on her elbows to take him inside her mouth. He moaned at the contact, running his hand through her tresses, the gold highlights in her hair adding to the eroticism of the scene.

"Careful..." he whispered.

He smiled as his words drove her on to renew her efforts, presumably thinking that if she made him climax he was less likely to want to fuck her and would satisfy her with his tongue. But he had to admit, she was very skilled at what she was doing. 

She looked upwards and saw his eyes half close in pleasure as she tightened her lips around his pulsating flesh. Her eager tongue continued its work as his strong hand took hold of her head, his fingers entwining themselves in the silky hair. She expertly built up and then slowed the pace, expertly beginning to bring him to the boil.

He knew he had to be careful and almost lost it as she pulled back on the pulsating hardness until just the tip remained in her mouth and then greedily swallowed three quarters of the way down on the length again. With each movement she could feel him getting close and in an attempt to get him there, she swallowed as much as she could inside her mouth. Her cheek muscles were aching at the thickness of him but her mind was fully focused on what she was doing and her ultimate goal. Then he would see to her, she knew. 




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But suddenly his penis was gone and she opened her eyes to see him repositioning himself on the bed. He placed one strong leg between her thighs, his rigid weapon pushing into the outside of her thigh. As he pressed his leg against her writhing sex, she closed her legs against him to protect him from trying to enter her, but the friction made her immediately realise that this was an alternative way to reach her orgasm.

She began to ride his thigh as she rubbed her sex against his thigh, her lips and tongues entwining with his in a frantic urgency.

As Gary felt her near her climax, he wrenched himself away, only to find her grip his back, digging her fingernails into his flesh in a vain attempt to keep him in position.

"Careful..." he gasped. "How would I explain those away?"

"I don't care..." she responded. "Make me cum, then!"

Their battle continued. She immediately started riding his thigh again until she began to approach her journey's end and each time he twisted away just in time, feeling her fingernails lightly digging into his flesh as he did so. It seemed like time stood still, they were both so aroused and yet so frustrated.

Toni was almost beside herself in attempting to climax, whilst Gary was driving himself mad, as well as her, with the feel of her thigh, her heat, her wetness, and yet being unable to have the entry he desperately desired.

As she began another bout of riding his thigh and moaning, he caressed her firm, lightly tanned breasts and ran his head down to them, sucking each dark nipple into his mouth. Her love juices were soaking his thigh and the bed. He momentarily wondered how she would explain that to Tommy but decided not to allow his mind to go there. 

He needed to cum, and decided that if he was to have any chance of fucking her, he needed to provide what she needed so badly.

"Too much," he gasped. "Too much. You win, Toni."

He ran his hand along her wet opening and began to gently stroke her, feeling her body undulating back against his touch.

"Gary..." she gasped. 

He gradually built up the pace, using his fingers to stimulate her clitoris until he knew she was nearly there and at that point he leant forward, his tongue licking along her shoulder and neck.

"Okay, beautiful woman," he whispered. "You can cum now."

It was as if the words were an instruction and she immediately climaxed, the blessed relief running through her body like a surge of electricity. She shrieked as she came, oblivious to the noise she was making and as her body trembled, Daniel urgently pulled her hips slowly towards him.

It was now or never, he knew, and as her orgasmic trembling continued he gently drew her onto him, adjusting himself so as to position his impressive manhood against her opening. Feeling no resistance, he eased himself inside her and found that she was so wet that even with his immense size and girth, the entry was straightforward. With exquisite slowness he gently pushed forward, both of them gasping at the way he filled her.

"God, that feels incredible," she whispered her eyes wild as she stared back at him. "Why was I trying to hold out?" 

He smiled through gritted teeth, the sensations created by her undulating motions almost too exquisite to bear.

"I really don't know..." was his unconvincing reply. "But let's make the most of it!" 

He slid into her faster, feeling her inner walls gripping him tightly with every movement. He couldn't help himself. He wanted to take this slowly but his need to orgasm was overwhelming. 

"Fuck me, Gary..." she gasped, meeting his increasing thrusts. 

He did.

"Faster, baby." 

His driving body obeyed, the two of them bouncing off one another.

"Toni..." he gasped, feeling the surge overtake him and pulling her hips onto him as he raced to the finishing line.

"Oh God, Toni..."

"Cum for me, baby" she whispered, feeling completely filled in a way she had never been before. 

His orgasm triggered a second for her, and had anyone been remotely in the vicinity of their rooms, they would have recogniized exactly what the wild, animalistic howls were...

*

Journeys home...

Because of the way Lisa had acted with him, Leo had confessed everything to her whilst they waited at the airport. He just could not hold himself back, and he was pretty sure she knew anyway. He could not bear what he had done, how he had betrayed her.

He thought that she took the news remarkably well. She confirmed that she had heard what he and Veronica had done but would not tell him from where. He swore that he loved her, that it had been an incredibly stupid mistake and that he would never betray her again. When he began to cry, she took his head in her arms and held him for a while, both of them oblivious to the stares from the other passengers around them.

Eventually, she raised his head to meet hers and gently kissed him.

"Leo, I accept you apology. And I know you will never, ever, do such a thing again. If you ever do, we'll be finished forever. Is that clear?"

He nodded violently, attempting to take her in his arms, but she pulled away for a moment.

"I need you to prove it to me," she insisted.

"Of course," he gasped. "But how?"

"Next year," she said, thinking of Loncraine. "Next year we will return to The Hotel and you can prove yourself to me."

*

"Well," said Charles, halfway through their return flight. "Have you enjoyed yourself?"

His wife smiled at him, her soulful dark eyes gleaming. 

"I think I can say," Peggy softly answered, reaching out to hold his hand. "That it was the best seven days of my life."

Charles's eyes slowly widened in surprise. And then he lay his head back against his seat, thinking back to Venus.

"Do you know," he said. "I think the same might go for me!"

They grinned at each other, her hand tightening over his.

"Next year," she purred, "Same again?"

Danny interrupted them, nudging his mother's left arm.

"Do you think I could come along again, too?"

Peggy laughed.

"You want to tag along with your parents again?" she queried, raising one of her dark eyebrows. "I would think that next year you'll be heading off somewhere with your mates."

"Possibly," he replied, "But I'd still like to come back to The Hotel for a week."

*

Babs and Sonia were sitting next to each other on the plane, with their husbands on either side. The stewardess had just served the champagne that the pink haired woman had ordered and she made Barry pay the bill.

"Well," she said, raising her plastic glass. "Let's drink to the four of us."

They all drained their small glasses and she poured each of them another drink. For a second they were silent, each of them thinking back to the orgy that had taken place in her room after the two men had discovered them. Babs and Sonia had treated the two men to the best sex of their lives.

"And," she said, raising her plastic glass once again. "Here's to the four of us meeting again at The Hotel next year!"

"Too fucking right," said Barry, violently tapping his glass against the other three so that some champagne inadvertently escaped over the side. "Can't wait for a repeat performance."

Babs smiled, adjusting her leg so that it surreptitiously rubbed against Sonia's. The two women had already arranged their own next meeting the day after tomorrow.

*

Evening -- The Wolverton's...

Loncraine, Venus and Veronica were exceptionally attentive as they played hosts in the bar just before dinner. With the departure of Tommy, Gary, Toni and Gina, all of their previous week's guests had now departed and they were now back at the beginning of the treadmill. They had welcomed their new intake of guests and were now assessing the new group of holiday makers and identifying their new 'targets' for the week ahead.

Life was just wonderful...

THE END

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The Hotel Ch. 2



As I walked into the large bathroom I felt his eyes on my skin and once I was beginning the bath water I heard his feet on the floor. I slightly peered over my shoulder to see his eyes on me and all of the sudden my cunt started to throb once more. Ahh to be someone’s eye candy – even if he was married. I smirked and watched him watch me. When our eyes finally met I straightened up and walked over him to kiss his lips.

While I kissed him on his lips his arms wrapped around me and his hands landed on my plump bottom. His index finger snaked between my cheeks and found my sphincter muscle and started rubbing it as I moaned into his mouth. The kiss stopped and he rested his head on my shoulder – most likely to watch his hands. I widened my stance a little more and let him work his magic. 

Slowly he turned me around and I pressed my backside up against him. I felt his cock begin to swell and my hand reached down to feel it slowly hardening once more. His hands ran down and found my swelling right nipple and he began to pinch and pull at it. I moaned again as he leaned over and blew on my neck. His left hand slid down to my cunt and slid his index finger between my wet slit. His finger found my clit and felt it hardening under his touch as he gave it a quick pinch. He pulled at my hair and said,

“We’re going to get rid of this tonight.” His breath was so hot against my skin I wanted him once more.

“I know.” I said with a pant followed by a moan. 

“How about right now? So then I can eat you out the proper way.” He paused to nibble on my ear. “I want to taste you.” 

I was nearly ready to fall on the floor with my knees spread wide open and have him fuck me on the cold tile. Yet I also knew it would be ten times better if I let him shave me and pleasure me. He left my body and walked over to his bag getting his menthol shaving cream and a few razors. 

“Menthol?” I asked half worried about the burn.

“Believe me, honey. You’ll be buying stock in this stuff when I’m through.” I smiled and walked over to him. “I’m going to sit on the toilet and I want your pussy…” He gave it a rub and gave my clit a quick pinch. “I want your pussy in my face. Mmm I can’t wait to taste you.” 

He sat down and I did as I was asked. I stood in front of him as he rubbed the shaving cream generously over my cunt letting some slip between my lips giving my cunt a cool burn as he blew on it making me want to fuck him right then. I felt my wetness seeping out and wondered how he could shave me when my knees were about to give out.

After running the razor over my cunt leaving a patch of nothing he’d manipulate my cunt rubbing my clit until I was almost to the edge and pulling away. When I was ready to tell him forget about the shave I was done and he stood up in front of me with a hard on and kissed my mouth as his hand rubbed my soft shaved pussy and his middle finger slid right inside me. Fucking me nice and slow. I arched my back and began to cum on his finger. His other hand held me up as his finger fucked me until I came almost falling because my legs were so weak. He took me over to the bathtub and sat me on the edge. I took his finger and licked it clean.

“That was my taste.” I smiled and said.

“You can have it for dinner. I just wanted a quick taste.” He opened my legs and I reached to turn off the almost overflowing water. He looked up at me after a quick taste and reached up kissing my lips.

“Mmm…You taste good.” I smiled and he said,

“So do you.” He went back between my legs while my hand remained on his head pulling his hair. “Stand up.” I moaned. 

He did and I stared at his hard cock and wrapped my mouth around it holding his bottom tightening my grip as he slid in and out of my mouth nice and slow the tip of his cock touching the back of my throat. I loved him being in my mouth as I felt his hand tugging my hair guiding my mouth over his cock. I knew hew was going to cum and I wanted to taste him but he pulled away. I took his cock and guided him back to my mouth and I grabbed his balls and began massaging them as I sucked his cock. I paid attention to his slit licking it nice and slow and then his thrusts became harder and quicker. He came deep into her throat and she swallowed almost every drop except one at the corner of my mouth. He was breathing heavily and leaned back against the wall.

“I’m lost for words. Are you sure you’ve never done that before?” I smiled and walked over to him. 

“Yes.” I kissed his chest and asked, “Can we get into that tub now and relax.” He laughed and said,

“I haven’t been this relaxed in years.” 

We climbed into the bath and were sitting opposite from one another. Quietly enjoying the company of one another. He moved over to my end of the tub and put an arm around me as he pulled me into his body closer kissing my lips and then my neck sneaking his way back to my mouth. I enjoyed all this pampering and wanted to cherish every minute. I curled up close to him and shut my eyes in contentment. We sat like this talking about our lives and catching up. Because we were friends – now closer more than ever. But I understood he had a wife at home and wonderful kids. I know he cares for his two separate lives as much as life can give him. His life with his wife and his life with me. I don’t expect anything but respect for me as I have for him.

Once the water started to chill and when we became prunes we got out. I put a robe on and my cunt was sweetly sore. I couldn’t help but smile when I looked at him or felt the pain. I climbed into bed before he did and felt him climb in right behind me before I dozed off to sleep. Finally my weekend had come and it will be over tomorrow.



The Hotel Ch. 3



“What are you thinking?” He asks as he staring down at me. I smile and say,

“I had the most amazing dream.”

“Really? Was I in it?” I smiled again as I sat up halfway to briefly kiss his lips.

“You can say that.” I looked around the room and he had ordered room service. I put a robe on and walked over to the half eaten spread.

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t wait.” I smiled and said,

“I’m not hungry right now anyway.” My eyes caught the clock on the bed stand and it was 9:30 and my heart sighed a little wanting him to stay longer than I knew was feasible. He walked over to me and kisses my lips as he unties my robe bringing his body heat to mine. He broke the kiss quickly and began to trail them down my neck to my shoulder.

“I thought we agreed we weren’t going to look at clocks this weekend.” He said briefly as he held my body against his.

“So you noticed my glance. Damn I was close.” I smiled briefly and again he asked about my dream. “Well I dreamt you were kissing me all over. It was weird I even felt like you made me cum. It was a very erotic dream. I loved it.” He looked at me and smiled.

“You know how you always said you’d want me to do that to you.”

“Did you?” I asked saddened. “And I missed it.” He smiled and said,

“Your eyes were open for a few seconds every time I touched you. You moaned so sensuously. I’m getting hard just thinking about it.” I smirked and said,

“Well how about we do it again, but I’m pretending to sleep.”

“But you’ll expect it this time. Not that I’m objecting to going down on you and have you fully at my exposal.” He chuckled and then felt my cunt how wet it was. “My goodness you’re soaking. You taste wonderful, by the way. At one point I was going to keep you tied up when you woke this morning.”

“You had me tied up too?!?!” He nodded and kissed my neck as if he was hungry again and I was his food. His kisses led to light bites as he went down my body and then stopped before my stomach.

“You were moving like mad. I have to have you tied up or it wasn’t going to work.”

“Let’s do this. You can completely tie me up and I will be at your disposal. You can blind fold me I brought some.” I broke from his hold and went to my bag and pulled my blindfolds out. “It’ll be like I’m sleeping again.” He kissed my lips and slid the robe off my body. He took the blindfold out of my hands and covered my eyes. 

I felt his lips on my breasts and his arms around my torso pulling me closer to him. He picked me up and carried me to the bed laying me first on my stomach. He took my hands and tied them together putting them behind my tilted head. When he was done tying my hands he began to let his fingers trace over my back letting them heighten my senses. They began to hit my bottom lightly and I let out a light moan and he asked if I liked that. I answered with a soft yes.

He rolled me over and untied my hands. He took the scarves and tied my legs to the bedpost and I felt his hands roaming my breasts and rubbing my thighs. Then I felt nothing except his mouth at my wetness. His tongue actually fucking my sopping hole. His tongue licked the inside of my lips – nice and slow then placing his mouth on my clit sucking it makings sounds come out of my mouth that I never thought were possible. 

“I want you to fuck me.” He stayed between my legs for a moment longer and then I felt him untie my legs and climb on top of me removing the blindfolds and as soon as he threw them off to the side he looked at me closely. I saw my wetness on his mouth and then he leaned in kissing me as his cock rubbed against my hot and waiting cunt. I spread my legs a little wider as we kissed and bent them at ninety-degree angles. I felt him tease my cunt with his cock as he slid it in and we continued to kiss. I gasped again as he slid inside of me.

“Did I hurt you?” He asked and I said,

“No. Not at all. Just fuck me.” He started to pump deep inside me and I was moaning so loudly I was unsure it was me. My hips were meeting his and we started to grind against one another. “Can I try the top?” 

“Anything you want, sweetie.” 

Once I was on top I began to fuck him as I grabbed my breasts and watched him watching me. Riding this man holding my breasts and his hand went to my clit and I bit my lower lip as I watched him smile. I took his hand from my clit and laid my chest on top of his and began to fuck his cock by grinding against him. He was so big and hard inside me.

“Am I hurting you?”

“In such a good way.” He grabbed my head as he started to work his hips the little he could. His other hand was on my back. “Let’s sit up.” So we did and he buried his head in my chest as we fucked a little bit longer as I squeezed his cock and he got harder while inside me. “Lay back.” 

I did and he climbed on top of me and began to fuck me faster and harder. Bringing on my hardest cum that I’ve ever had. I watched the beads of sweat on his forehead as he slammed into my cunt and pulled out just as he came letting it land on my stomach. He collapsed on top of me out of breath. I smiled and lay there quietly letting the heavy breathing be the only sound in the room. Enjoying the sound that would soon be gone.



The Hotel Ch. 4



After relaxing and cleaning up I decided it was time for my married man to see Chicago.  I took him downtown.  A small town boy needed to at least see the big city while he was seeing me.  So to speak.

So we hop on the L and take it straight into the city.  It was nice having someone to lean up against even if his hand wasn’t roaming like I wanted and I knew he wanted to, but we were trying to enjoy one another’s company.  Being that we’re friends as well as lovers for this weekend at least.  

He and I step off the L and walk upstairs to LaSalle and Congress.  We take a stroll around the area and I feel on of his hands on my ass.

“No panties?”  I smirked and looked up at him trying to keep the hair out of my face.

“Did you expect them?”  He kissed my lips and said,

 “No, but it is a tad bit windy out.  Aren’t you cold under there?” 

 “Actually the wind is cooling me down.  It’s been a long, but very short weekend.”

 “I don’t even want to think about it ending.  So just show me this beautiful city before I take you home and ravish you one more time.”  

 “Come on now.  You have to be able to tell your wife you saw something.”

 “True.”

	We spent the afternoon until suppertime walking around and seeing the amazing architecture of the city and enjoying the cool night air.  He pulled me into the House of Blues for dinner and then I took him down to Montrose Beach and looked out at beautiful Lake Michigan.  While we sat there we got to view Navy Pier and it was early enough that the ferris wheel lights were still lit.  With his arm around me and my hand on his thigh I decided I could definitely get used to having a man with me.  Too bad this one was married.

“Are you still a little warm?”  I looked over and smiled.

“I’ve been since three days before you arrived.”  His left hand slid up the slit in my dress and stopped on my warm thigh and I separated my legs more so they could feel the warmth and moist pussy beneath this dress.  My lips met his and we kissed for a moment while his hand rubbed my thigh making me want him even more.

 “I bet we’ll get arrested if we keep this up.” 

 “Uh huh,” I whisper while looking in his eyes.  “But I don’t want you to stop.  I don’t think I can wait until we get back to the hotel.  This weekend is about experiencing for me.”  He chuckles and takes my cheek in his tender hands and sighs.

 “True, but I can’t call my wife from jail.  You know that.”

 “I do.”  I sigh and look at the water as I remove his hand from my thigh and hold it in mine.  “I would have no one to call either.”

	The two of us stood up and starting walking back to the main street to catch a taxi.  As we walked along the somewhat darkened area we held hands and were basically quiet until he heard moaning and looked at me as if I was making the noise.  Then I noticed he was looking past me onto a small hill covered somewhat by trees.  A fully clothed man was on top of a naked big breasted woman.  For a moment we stared and then I looked at my man he had this big smile on his face.

 “Why don’t we go over there.  There’s hardly any lights and we can finish watching the show.  Maybe they’ll ask us to join in.  Talk about experiences.”

 “Do you think he wants to be bothered?  I mean he looks like he’s ready to cum.”  He smiled and pulled me over to where the couple was fucking and quickly glanced the area.  There were a few trees offering darkness – more than the couple on the hard ground had.  

Once we found a darker area he leaned me against a tree and we watched the couple fucking.  The woman had leaned up on her elbows and the man had buried his head in her neck.  She was moving her hips like a mad woman fucking this man like there was no tomorrow.  

“Stop moving.” The man whispered to his naked goddess and my eyes met with his.  I bit my lip and he smiled as my lover pulled my skirt wide open showing my shaved and wet cunt.  “Would you like to join in?”  

My lover smirked and began to rub my cunt as he looked at the reaction on my face.  

“Your clit is so hard, honey.  Do you want this man to fuck you?  Or would you rather have him and his woman join us?”  I couldn’t speak my throat was dry.  

The man removed his cock from his woman and sat up pulling her on top of him.

 “I’d like to watch for the moment.”  

 “Ok, but how about we watch them while we have some fun?  Shall we?”  I looked at him and smiled.  He turned me around untying my dress and letting it fall open.  My naked body in front of his excited eyes.  

My hand felt for his cock and felt that it was already semi-hard.  His hand slipped between my thighs and he felt how soaked I truly was.  My wetness had started to soak my thighs.  

His lips met mine and I wrapped my left leg around his right one pulling him closer.  As my arms held him to me I felt him hardening between my legs.  Suddenly I felt a set of hands on my thighs.  I looked down to find the woman’s head not more than an inch from my hip bone.  My lover stepped aside as I held onto his arm.  He stood next to me, his cock now free from the restraints of his pants.  

The woman at my leg moved over to his cock taking it in his mouth.  His eyes met mine with a smile and the man who had been fucking her was between my thighs.  

“Lean against the tree more.”  I did as he instructed and he moved underneath my legs bending my knees resting them on his shoulders.  He started to slowly lick my cunt moaning as he lapped all my juices that I was holding for my lover to savor.

My lovers eyes were closed as he held one of my hands with his while his other hand held the girls’ cock sucking head in place.  I started to climax at watching her deep throat my lovers cock and then the man between my legs pulled away smiling. 

He slid a finger back to my ass and tickled my sphincter muscle while latching on to my clit.  I started to fall and he stopped sucking my clit.  He removed himself from between my legs and stood up with his large erection planted in front of my pussy.  

This man began to rub my clit with it and then quickly slid in and out a bit stretching my cunt a little more each time.  

“You’re so tight.”  He moaned as he filled me completely.  I moaned and released my grip on my lover and pulled this stranger closer to me.  I needed to cum all over this brand new cock deep inside of me.  He stayed still and I began to squeeze his cock with my cunt muscles and while I hand my eyes closed I felt both of my nipples being sucked.  

My lover was on the right and the woman who had been sucking his cock was on the other one.  When I met eyes with her she smiled and moved her lips to mine kissing them ever so gently.  Her hand began to massage my ass and then move between the crack sliding her hand up and down ignighting my climax.

I felt a finger rubbing my clit and open my eyes to see my lover with a wicked smile.  I began cumming then and there all over this stranger’s cock holding him close to me while his lover was manipulating my ass and my lover still with his hard on was playing with my clit.  

Not knowing if I would scream while cumming my lover placed the other hand of his over my mouth until my breathing pattern got heavier and I opened my eyes with a smile.  The stranger smiled and pulled out, still hard and went back to his blanket with his lover.  
Helping me stand, my lover commented on what I couldn’t even believe just happened to this newly devirginized girl.

 “Now I know why you love it here!”  He chuckled as he held me in his arms.

 “25 years and I’ve never.”  I caught my breath.  “Whoo!”  My lover smiled at me and kissed my lips briefly as he started to tie my dress back up.  “Wait!  You didn’t cum yet.”

 “No, but I can wait.”  

 “Wait for what?”  I kissed his lips and moved him over by a large shrub.  Behind it there was nothing I couldn’t even see the hand in front of my face.  He laid on the dirt and I climbed on top of him.  Feeling a cock back inside me felt so damned good even if it was just a few minutes ago.  With this man I could fuck all night because he saw me for who I am.

I began to rock my hips slowly as I felt him deep inside of me.  Nice and hard.  I laid on his chest and stayed still for a moment until he sat up and asked,

“Do you mind if we have anal?”  I shook my head no and he stood up.  I closed my dress a little as he pulled me back to the tree and pressed me against it yanking my skirt up the back.  “Ohhh you’re so tight.  I love fucking this body of yours.  I could do it for the rest of my life.”

As he fucked my ass I felt his finger teasing my clit bringing me to another climax.  He was tensing and pausing as he entered.  His hand left my clit and spanked my ass a few times letting the burn warm me up.

“I’m going to cum deep in this ass.  Deep inside of your hot little ass I’m going to cum and it’s going to seep out of you and down your legs.  You little slut.”  I loved when he talked dirty to me and calling me a slut was my favorite thing.  

I began hugging the tree and feeling the roughness against my body was making me want to cum so as his pace quickened so did I.  I moved my hand to my cunt and started rubbing my clit as he came he held me close to him squeezing my climax out as well.  I started to scream as we fell back and he laughed when he hit the ground.

He started to chuckle and I got off of him and kissed his lips.

“Are you alright?”

 “Nothing I can’t handle.”  His lips met mine and he held me there for a moment.  “Do you want to head back to the hotel?”   I looked at him knowing that this moment was over as it started and I enjoyed every moment as he did.  I also knew that our weekend was drawing to a close.

“Sure.”

We stood up and very slowly and carefully walked to the main street to hail a taxi.  Covered in leaves and pieces of grass I was ecstatic.



The Hotel Ch. 5



We walked into the hotel room and I collapsed on the bed.  I was exhausted from the entire day – not just the most recent events.  He lay down next to me and kissed my lips as his hand lay on my stomach.  His hand traveled south and felt my sweetly sore cunt.

“How about we order room service?”  

 “It’s completely up to you.  Since this is our last night.”  I lay there looking at his face wanting him to say he was staying forever but he looks at me with a saddened look and gets up and begins to rummage around for a room service menu.

I get up and make my way into the bathroom and take a shower.  He comes in not long after I stop crying and once my body is clean from all the activities I’d done today.  I knew it was going to end in this manner except my heart never accepted it.  

He comes into the shower standing in front of me and pulls me to his body.  I feel his dick begin to harden between my thighs and I spread my legs a little as he leans me back against the wall kiss my mouth tenderly while his right hand is playing with my pussy.  A finger slides in and then it slides out.  

His kisses start to go lower.  Away from my mouth and down my neck to my collar bone.  He stops there and looks at me.

“I ordered room service.  Let me dry you off and we’ll go relax.”  His hand turns the water off as I look into his eyes not saying a word.  I’m thinking my eyes said, “Have me.”  But my heart was screaming, “Don’t hurt me!!!”  

He stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body.  He started to dry me off with another towel.  Moving up my legs, starting at my ankles.  Once his face was in front of my pussy he opened the towel and kissed my warming cunt lips and spread them apart looking at my glistening clit.  He kissed my cunt and then stood up removing the towel wrapped around me.  He took my hand in his and brought me to the toilet.  

Once he sat down I saw the lotion and new he was going to pamper me like he always said he’d do.  He began to massage the lotion into my skin and paying special attention to my breasts, ass and least but certainly not least my quickening wet pussy.  My cunt made a wonderfully erotic noise as he began to finger fuck me while our eyes met.  He smiled watching my cheeks turn red on the spot and he stood up and took me in his arms.

Our lips met and when they broke apart I whispered,

“Don’t leave me.”  He looked at me and smiled sadly.

“But we’re happy if for only this moment.  We’ve discussed this.”

 “And I didn’t know until now how happy I am with you.”

 “But it’s only sex.”

 “I know, but I also know you care about me.”  He looked away for a moment and I said, “I can’t let you go.  I know I said it was only going to be for a weekend, but…”  His lips kissed mine and I was quiet once again.  I knew in my head and my heart that I shouldn’t ask him anymore.  It’s done it’s over.  He’s going home to his wife.

We walked into the bedroom and I saw the candles lit on the bed stands and the handcuffs on the bed.  I smiled and let him lead me to the bed.  I laid down for him and he lay next to me as he took one hand and secured it to the bed and then the next one.  There was a knock at the door and I knew that the bell boy was going to see me.  There was no question the bed was in direct sight of the doorway.

“Coming.”  Was all my lover said as he slipped a blindfold over my eyes.  I heard the cart being wheeled into the room and I heard the bell boy comment on me laying there and my lover said that I was his wife and we have three little ones at home with no privacy.  Then I heard the door shut and I felt the bed move.

My lover was at my lips kissing me as I felt something cold on my left nipple.  

“What’s that?”  I ask and he replied that it was a strawberry for extra sweetness.  He placed it into my mouth after replacing the strawberry with his mouth.  I felt his fingers at my cunt sliding in and out.  Then I felt something slippery entering my pussy and again I asked what he put inside of me.

“A couple slices of a peach.  That way when ever we eat peaches we’ll remember tonight and this entire weekend.”  

Then e left me on the bed for a moment and I heard the can begin to spray before I felt the whip cream hit my body.  I arched my back as he drew a line straight to my pussy.  It went into my slit and I felt it hit my clit.  

“Kiss me.”  I gasped and he began to lick the whip cream from the sides of my breasts and then started to suckle on my nipples.  Paying each one the same amount of attention.  He fed me a strawberry and then removed my blindfold to see him above me.  I smiled as he disappeared between my legs and started going down on me.

“I want those peaches.  Do you want to taste one?”

“Yes, please.”  I lay there waiting for him to place one in my mouth and it was the most amazing taste.  His mouth met mine and he slid into my pussy as we kissed and I held him close to me.  Mixing all of the whip cream between our bodies.  He slid out from me and brought his cock to my mouth and told me to taste it while he took me out of the handcuffs.  

He tasted just like that peach.  My cunt tasted so good on him.  When my hands were free I pulled his body down and took him fully into my mouth.  His cock even touching the back of my mouth.  

My hands were busy massaging his balls and I wanted him to fuck me so badly.  He must’ve read my mind because he pulled his cock from my mouth and quickly inserted it.  He began fucking me nice and slow putting a little extra harder thrust right before he pulled out.

I told him to roll over and I continued to fuck him nice and slow as I lay my head on his chest listening to his heart pound and his mouth moan.  Then he finally told me to roll over.  As I did he took my hands and pinned them into the bed as he pumped me harder saying he couldn’t hold it back any longer.  I was squeezing him too tight.  

As he started going faster so did I and as I did my orgasm was coming on like an avalanche.  It was taking me over.  My body was moving faster than his and my orgasm was cumming hard.  My heart beat faster and I heard myself screaming for him to fuck me harder.  Finally I came with a scream and my body was shaking as I felt him start to cum inside of me I was gasping for breath as he came.

Our bodies were sweet smelling and sweaty.  His kissed my lips and lay on top of me for a moment kissing me.  I wrapped my arms around him and just held his body as I nodded off to sleep.

When I awoke the next morning on the pillow next to my head was a letter.

Dear Peaches,
I had a great time last night.  You know my home address contact me when you get to Cali and we’ll definitely meet up.  I’ll work on my wife and maybe there could be a possible three some?  Maybe you can even make the move and live with us permanently.  The room is paid for.  Compliments of me.  Thanks for the best time in my life.  I liked spending time with you out of the room as much as in the room.  I figured sneaking away was the best idea and I hope it was all you imagined.  And then some…

I showered and packed my bags and left the room with a million images flooding my mind.  I knew by next spring I’d be out in Cali visiting a very good friend.  Making new memories on a new coast.