5 comments/ 67788 views/ 3 favorites Five Star Service By: pinkybare Once a week I find time to have a day to myself. With all the stress of work, and a hectic social life I find that it can be the day in the week that I really look forward to. My time, I call it. I have a lie in and wake whenever my body tells me to not when the alarm does! Then I get up, have a coffee and head down to the small and intimate five-star hotel just a few miles from my house. Every week I will have a swim followed by a Jacuzzi, sauna and steam. I love it, I relax completely and can just let my mind wander to whatever I fancy. More often than not it decides to wander off on a sexual journey. Sometimes I lay back and remember past sexual encounters and sometimes I fantasise about things I would love to do or have done to me. It's not intentional, but I am a highly sexually charged person! This particular Thursday morning was no different. I awoke feeling horny, no change to the to usual and lay in bed for a while gently toying with my nipples making them jut from their slumber. Feeling the tingle spread down I let one hand drift down to stroke the smooth skin of my shaven pussy. My finger probing gently inside my lips I felt the wetness that was waiting for me inside. Bringing my finger up to my mouth I licked it clean tasting the sweet flavour of myself. It would have been divine to lie in bed and bring myself off but I declined myself that pleasure and thought I would wait till later. I love spending some days keeping myself aroused but never allowing myself to cum. It heightens the sensations and when you do release yourself and let the orgasm come it feels more incredible than you can imagine and you remember what an amazing gift is. So I got out of bed and dressed quickly. I dare not take a shower, as I knew I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off myself. I would shower at the hotel before my swim; I would have to behave there! Jumping in my car and heading down the road I let the spring air fill my lungs as I inhaled deeply, the wind whipping my hair from my shoulders. Moving my position in my seat I could still feel the wetness between my legs slowly soaking the crotch of my panties. I arrived at the hotel and undressed in the communal changing area. I was alone and bundled my clothes into a locker after pulling on a bikini. Then I took a shower lingering a little too long perhaps on my breasts. The place was particularly deserted and I enjoyed the prospect of having a quiet swim without being interrupted by old ladies in bathing caps decorated with rubber flowers, ladies with their kids, and old men leching over me as I swam. I glided up and down the pool and relished in the tranquillity and the feeling of the cool water on my skin. I had been so involved in my own world that I hadn't noticed a few other people join me in the room. When I stopped for a breather I realised there was a couple enjoying each other in the Jacuzzi adjacent to the pool. They were being sneaky but I could tell by the eye contact that the two were indulging each other under the bubbles. Immediately I felt that pulse begin in my pussy again that I had enjoyed earlier in bed. Unable to keep up with the swimming I got out of the pool and dried myself off with a towel. I could feel the guy's eyes burning into my rear as I bent over and dried my legs. I knew he was staring at me whilst playing with his girlfriend in the hot bubbles and it was driving me crazy. I walked past the pair towards the sauna making the briefest eye contact with the guy and his woman. The small smile on my lips couldn't be contained and I am sure their look replicated mine as I turned back to them. I entered the sauna the heat engulfing my skin and sat on the lower bench. I let my towel drop to the floor as I laid myself out and stretched along the warm wood of the bench. Not a soul in there I was able to let my mind begin to wander again. I closed my eyes and thought about the couple in the Jacuzzi. What a hot situation in more ways than one. I wondered if he had cum in that water? The thought of someone getting that turned on in a public place was doing wonders for restoring the wetness in my bikini bottoms, and it wasn't wetness from the pool, but from deep within me. Being alone I wondered if I dare reach down and touch myself. I allowed myself to let my fingers trace down my stomach and creep into the tops of my bikini bottoms. If someone came in I could stop and pretend I was adjusting my suit. A low moan escaped my lips as I grazed my thumb over my swollen clit, the moisture in my pussy aiding its journey south. I let my fingers bury themselves in my tight wet hole seeking out new depths. "Mmmm!" I omitted another strained groan as the feeling intensified in my groin. Suddenly I heard a noise, and opened my eyes to see the woman from the Jacuzzi in the doorway of the sauna. "Oh fuck!" I stammered, "I was just.." "It's ok, I can see what you were doing." She replied with a soft tone. "I'm Kate. Can I join you?" "Cara. Sure." I said, not sure what she was referring to "Grab a seat, I'm really sorry." "Don't apologise. I liked what I saw! This will sound odd but can I please just touch you?" "Erm, ok." I was shaking as I said it, but she was amazing. Her long brunette hair was the mirror opposite to my pale blonde locks. Her large breasts standing proud from a tight bikini and a beautiful curvaceous figure to die for. Her scent and mine in the sauna combining in the heat was intoxicating. She slid her hand up my thigh, the sweat from the heat acting as a lubricant. "My husband and I saw you out there. Were you looking at him? We had a little bet that you were thinking about what it'd be like to fuck him and now I see what you were doing in here, I see that I win!" She mocked me a little with her tone as her hands continued to massage my inner thighs. "Uh huh! I couldn't help it, you just looked like you were having such a lovely time!" I said a little embarrassed. "I was slowly wanking him under the bubbles and he had his long fingers deep in my cunt. That's what you want to isn't it?" she said as her hands began to rise up my things and feel the heat from between my legs. "You want some fingers in you don't you honey?" "Mmm yeah." Was all I could manage. The sweat now pouring from my thighs and running down in droplets towards the already soaking meeting place between my thighs. Kate's fingers reached under the material of my suit and found themselves drenched with the juices and sweat now all mingling in my cunt. "Fuck, you're so wet." Kate said softly, and I closed my eyes again as she began to gently rub her two fingers over my clit. She leaned over my and offered a breast to my mouth. Seeing her large soft pink nipple so close to my lips I opened my mouth and hungrily sucked it in. I could feel the small bumps on her nipple get harder and harder as I sucked and licked at her. Her skilled fingers moving in small circles around my clit. Suddenly I heard a noise and opened my eyes again. There stood Kate's husband with a dry smile on his face. "Well, well, what's going on in here then? I was beginning to wonder what had happened out to you Kate." He smirked. I could tell that he was teasing me and the situation he had walked in on. The bulge in his shorts confirmed my suspicions that he was pleased with what he had seen. "Any room for another ladies?" he asked. Kate sat astride me with both her breasts now hanging in my face and I greedily grabbed both of them squeezing them together and enjoying the sensation of her hot sweaty smooth skin in my hands and grazing her nipples with my lips. I needed more and pulled her ass further up my body. The sweat and juices from her wet pussy making her glide over my wet torso and breasts. As I pulled her juicy pussy up towards my face her husband knelt between my legs and continued where his wife had left off. I let my tongue dart out to her wetness tasting her on my tongue. She had a different taste to me and it was delicious. Slightly salty and so hot and wet. I got to work running my tongue over her clit while she began to wriggle and moan on top of me. Her husband let out a moan as he leaned down and began to lick at my dripping wet cunt. This would not take long! The situation, combined with the situation and a gorgeous woman sting astride me while I licked her pussy was all too much. Already I could feel the orgasm building up in me, my stomach muscles clenching and my pussy gripping his fingers while he finger fucked me. I thanked God that I hadn't allowed myself to cum that morning and had held on. This felt so fabulous. Kate beginning to buck on my face let out a deep groan "Ohhhhhhh! Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!" She cried "Yeah, you cum baby, you cum on her face!" the husband took time off from licking to murmur. "Oh Christ!" I muttered as my own orgasm burst from within me. Feeling his fingers rubbing my g-spot and feeling her juices flooding out and over my chin and cheeks. "That was incredible." I was feeling the need to get out of the sauna as the heat and the heady scent of sex was making me light headed and dizzy. We moved out of the sauna and splashed down in the empty pool. Still there was nobody around. "It's so quiet today." I said, enjoying the sensation of the cool in stark contrast to the intense heat of the sauna. "The hotel is closed to the public." Kate said. "It's our company work do this weekend and the place is all ours till the others arrive tomorrow. I don't even know how you got in." She smiled as she let me in on the secret that she and her husband already know about. "Who was gonna turn her away?" Said her husband. "I got hard just watching her swim and you can see what she did to you Kate." "Ohhh yeah." Kate replied "So you think we should sort out this problem?" she said placing my hand on his still rock hard cock. "Mmm! I think he deserves it!" I replied as we pulled him out of the pool and headed back to the Jacuzzi. Damn this hotel really is 5 star I thought with a smile as I wondered what joys the afternoon would bring. Five-Star Service I'm requesting that no e-mail address be posted with this story. Hope you enjoy this one…I sure enjoyed writing it! Thanks! * * * * * He walked into one of the newest and best-rated restaurants for his lunch break. The waiter greeted him and led him to a booth, where he sat down and began looking over the menu. I looked up as I chatted with the girl at the pickup window, realizing it was my turn to wait the next table. I told her I'd catch up with her later and proceeded to grab an order pad. As I approached the table, I was surprised to discover how handsome my new customer was. He was a tall, dark-haired piece of eye candy with a nice body (from what I could tell under that business suit) and bedroom eyes. Somehow managing to keep my composure, I gave him a cheerful greeting and began reciting the day's specials. He finally looked up from the menu and ordered a drink, but he soon found himself studying something that wasn't on the menu. For the sake of modesty, I guess I am pretty easy on the eyes…I'm tall – about 5'9", not "supermodel skinny" (which is just fine with me), but voluptuous and curvy, like a 1940's movie star. I have light golden brown skin – an almost tropical honey-almond complexion – long, dark brown hair, brown eyes, full lips, and a cute smile to top it off. It seemed like he was impressed. I figured that he'd noticed the mischievous twinkle in my eyes as I strolled off to get his drink. I mean, what can I say? I liked what I saw too. By the time I returned with his drink and some silverware, I'd made up my mind that I would brush up on my flirting skills with my handsome customer. I unrolled the napkin and silverware on the table, and silly me – I "accidentally" dropped his fork. I bent down to pick it up and caught a glimpse of him, and it was clear that he was trying to catch his wandering eyes again. Smiling to myself, I rushed off to get a clean fork and returned almost instantly to take his order. Afterwards, I reached across him to take the menu and to my horror, I knocked his drink over, spilling it all over him. He jumped up, shocked by the cold, and I cringed with total embarrassment. I apologized repeatedly and silently hoped that no one really noticed, but as I scanned the room, I saw about half of the non-smoking section staring at us. I tried to help him clean up and dry off, but it was no use. I commented that I couldn't dry him off very well this way and suggested that he come with me to the private washroom in the back of the restaurant, still constantly apologizing. He told me it was okay – it was an accident, and it seemed as though he felt sorry for me because of my obvious embarrassment. When we arrived at the washroom, he thanked me and started to clean up. I stood across the room guarding the door, watching him clean his shirt. Even though I was still reeling a little from my public humiliation, my mind began to wander as I watched him, slowly filling with "impure" thoughts. I had an idea. He was surprised to hear a distinct 'click' from across the room. When he looked up and noticed that I'd locked the door, he stopped what he was doing and stared at me. "Don't worry about that stain…I'll help you clean up," I said. My voice was a little softer. As I came toward him, my walk was a little more sensual. He had a questioning look on his face, wondering what I was going to do. I gently put my hands on him and looked up into his eyes. To him, it seemed like I was reading his thoughts. Then I flashed him a smile and my hands traveled downward to the wet spot on his shirt. I started to soak up the spilled drink with a towel. "I hope I didn't embarrass myself too much," I said with a little laugh. " No, no – not at all. Don't even worry about it. Accidents happen," he said, trying to comfort me a little. "I know. I just wish there was some way I could make it up to you," I said, never looking up. I wanted to hear what his response would be. When I got no answer, I slowly looked up at him, and it seemed like his didn't know what to say. On one hand, I could've just been a very nice and hospitable waitress trying to keep he customer happy…on the other hand, it seemed like I was dishing out the formalities, but really wanted to play. He decided not to risk it. "Well if it bothers you that much, how about just letting me have a drink on the house?" he said with a laugh. I looked up at him and gave him a sexy smile. "Well, actually…I had something else in mind," I replied. He looked a little surprised at my answer. I pressed my body into his and wrapped my arms around his neck. He looked down at me and noticed that a few more buttons on my blouse had been undone, making the button in the middle strain even more to contain my large breasts. I could feel his "approval" poking the front of my short black skirt. "This is a five-star restaurant. I refuse to risk its reputation and let my customer leave here unsatisfied." I brought my lips closer to his, and his expression slowly changed from surprise to lust as I snaked the tip of my tongue out and ran it across his top lip. He responded with a hot, greedy kiss, and his hands trailed down the sides of my body, stopping mid-thigh to play with the hem of my skirt. I felt his hands slip under my skirt, and he began to run them up the back of my thighs. Slowly, he lifted up my skirt and caressed my round, bare ass, squeezing it lovingly. He traced between my ass cheeks with his finger, discovering a lacy thong, which seemed to turn him on to no end. He started kissing, licking, and sucking on my neck as he gently tugged on the thong, making it press into my pussy lips. I moaned softly. His warm breath on my skin turned me on even more as he let his tongue trail down my neck and my chest. He stopped and quickly unbuttoned the rest of my blouse and tossed it on the floor. Then, he slid one hand up my back and expertly unhooked my lacy white bra, caressing my breasts as it came off. After tossing that aside, my nipples, hard from all the teasing, became his target as he lowered his head to taste one. He circled my nipple with his tongue before he eagerly began sucking and nibbling on one breast while massaging the other, gently squeezing the nipple, sending waves of pleasure straight to my pussy. As my soft moans began to excite him, he started sucking harder and tonguing my nipples faster, until I stopped him and guided him up to face me. I hastily unbuttoned his shirt and flung it aside, revealing his very sexy, defined upper body. I pulled him to me and kissed him again, running my fingernails down his back and then around to his belt, which I quickly unbuckled. With my tongue in his mouth and his hands on my breasts, he hardly noticed what I was doing until he felt my hand squeezing his rock hard cock. I stroked him slowly, rubbing the tip each time my hand slid up, making him groan softly. I pushed him against the wall and pulled his pants down as I kneeled in front of him. All he could do was close his eyes and enjoy what was happening. I gradually began to guide the tip of his cock into my mouth, tickling it with my tongue to tease him. He reached down and ran his fingers through my hair, grasping it gently as I sucked him slowly at first, then faster as he got more into it. The feeling of his cock hitting the back of my throat excited him, but I didn't want him to come. Not just yet. I sucked hard as I slipped his large cock out of my mouth one last time. He pulled me to my feet and looked at me with lust-filled eyes, both of us enjoying the feeling of his cock rubbing against my bare thighs. "Now it's my turn. I wanna see just how sweet that honey is," he said, teasing my pussy with his finger. He got down on one knee, reached under my skirt and slowly slid my lace thong off my hips and down my legs. After I stepped out of my panties, he picked me up by my ass and sat me on the nearby countertop next to the sink. He didn't hesitate to pay me back for all my teasing. He kneeled down between my outstretched thighs and began to suck my pussy lips and lick around my clit for what seemed like an eternity. I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip, trying to stifle my moans, but I was forced to let go when he attacked my swollen clit. He had me right where he wanted me and he knew it. I rubbed the back of his head with one hand and braced myself with the other, my head tossed back, my breasts rising and falling with my heavy breathing, my legs spread wide – it probably would've been a voyeur's dream. I pushed my hips into his face as he continued to tongue fuck me and roll my clit with his tongue, and my deep, throaty moans began to become more high-pitched as I felt myself getting ready to come. He took this as his cue to stop what he was doing, giving my clit one last flick with his tongue, and he stood up and stroked his aching cock. I got down off the countertop and he put a hand on my hip and turned me around to face the washroom's mirror. He traced a finger down the center of my back…across my ass…and deep into my pussy. I gasped. After finger fucking me for a moment, he slid his wet finger out of my churning pussy. Then he grabbed my hips, pulling me closer to him, spread my legs a little, and began to rub the head of his throbbing cock up and down my hot, slick pussy. "Now…" he whispered, his warm breath on the back of my neck making my skin tingle, "it's time for dessert." He slowly slid his long, hard cock into my tight pussy. Surprisingly, he felt even bigger that he looked. At first, I didn't know if I could take all of him, but after a couple of slow strokes, my muscles relaxed a bit and my pussy swallowed him whole. I moaned loudly and saw an expression of pure pleasure on his face in the mirror, as he tried to stifle his own moaning. I got off watching the both of us in the mirror as he fucked me – him grabbing my hips with authority and keeping a slow, steady rhythm as he pulled his cock almost all the way out and thrust it back in, making my ass jiggle. The sight of the whole thing turned me on – the way his muscles tensed as he began to fuck me faster and harder, my breasts bouncing wildly, the slapping sound of skin on skin, our heavy breathing, the sound of our voices moaning in ecstasy… I felt his hand reach around my hips and he slipped a finger between my pussy lips to play with my clit. The pleasure began to overwhelm me and my moans started getting higher – I was going to come. In the middle of my frantic gasping, I stopped breathing for a second as I felt my body tingle all over and my pussy started to spasm. I clenched my eyes shut and screamed, overcome by the strongest orgasm I'd ever had, squeezing his cock for all it was worth. My orgasm triggered his own and he slammed deep into me one last time, shooting burst after burst of his hot cum into me, flooding my already drenched pussy. He finally collapsed on top of me, and we lay there on the countertop for what seemed like forever, panting, with his now softening cock still buried deep inside me. After a few minutes, he finally gathered up enough energy to slide out of me and stand up. Even though my legs were still shaky from exhaustion, I slowly stood up and turned around to look at him. He had the smile of a satisfied man on his face as he silently watched me get dressed. As I was buttoning my blouse, he put his hand on my waist and pulled me to him and gave me a kiss that could wet any woman's panties. I smiled at him seductively. "Now I see why this place is so highly recommended," he joked. "Are all the waitresses as hospitable as you?" I laughed. "Well, I believe in going that extra mile to please my customers…well, maybe just one customer in particular," I replied. We made sure the coast was clear, and he strolled around to the front of the restaurant and back to his table. I showed up at his table a few minutes later. "Will that be all, sir?" I asked. He smiled. "Yes, that's all for now." "All right then. Here is your check, sir. Have a nice day, and please come again." I winked at him as I strode away. He found that I'd left him my name and number along with his check, and then realized as he reached into his pocket for his wallet that I'd left him a little present to remember me by – my white lacy thong. He smiled and thought to himself, "I'll definitely be back."