6 comments/ 54602 views/ 3 favorites Hotel Lust By: Natstar I wait for him to come, I'm anxious to meet him. I've seen pictures of him and spoken to him on the phone, but meeting him for the first time for sex in a hotel room isn't really my style, or his. I think about him every second for the 15 minutes I sit on the bed alone in the silent hotel room. The only noise I hear is the heavy breathing coming from the room next door, I saw a girl go into that room alone before, I figure she's pleasuring herself and wants to be alone from everyone. Being bisexual and feeling very horny listening to her moans and screams of pleasure I feel like running over there and eating her out and fingering her extremely wet pussy, but I know that if I do I won't have the what I expect to be very pleasuring and powerful sex that I will get from the man that I am dieing to meet at this very second. I keep thinking about him, wanting to suck his big, throbbing cock, deep throating it in my mouth, making it slippery and wet for my pussy with my saliva, teasing him by twirling the tip of my tongue on the head of his cock. While thinking all this I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter, wanting his big, hard and throbbing cock inside my very wet pussy. I can't wait any more, I need something in me. I stand up off the bed and go over to a bag I have prepared for either during or after the amazing sex I hope to have, it has lots of things in it. A dildo, vibrator, kinky beads for which he can put in my pussy and then slowly slide out as he licks around my clit or fucks me hard in the ass. I reach deep inside the bag and find at the bottom a large dick ring, as he has told me his cock is thick when it's hard. I pick up the bag to tip out the rest of the things I have brought for him and me to share for our one night of pleasure. I have 2 dildos, 2 vibrators, beads, porn videos and the dick ring I hope to slide on his warm and throbbing cock with my mouth while giving him great head. While crouching down putting the things back in the bag I leave out the big, blue vibrator I have brought for this evening and take it over with me to the bed. I slowly slide down my g string and lift up my black skirt, I turn on the vibrator and put it in the middle of my big breasts and slowly move it down, rubbing my pussy and making it wetter as I slowly move the vibrator down my soft skin. I feel every vibration from the middle of my breasts to my inner thighs as I continue to rub myself, now rubbing my clit. I move the vibrator closer to my pussy, pushing it against one of my lips firmly as I feel the great vibration from the vibrator. I move the vibrator closer and spread my lips and push in the vibrator, I hold it there for a few seconds as I feel the great vibrations inside my pussy making me moan. I begin to slide it in out and of me, going in deep first, then slowly out. Holding the head of the vibrator almost out of my pussy letting it sit there almost coming out fully as I moan louder and louder, getting nearer and nearer to orgasm as the time goes by. I almost climax when I hear someone walking to my door, I am almost in complete darkness so I do not see the person who is entering. I look at the person and it's clearly a man. He turns around and looks at me and I know it's the man I've been waiting for, he looks at me and then walks over to me. He looks at me, with the vibrator still moving in and out of my very wet pussy and then he looks up at my open mouth, knowing that I was close to orgasm before he walked in. He takes his shirt off and then removes his pants, slowly undoing his belt just to tease me. He slides off his pants, I ask him if he wants some help or if I could do anything for him and he says "No I'll be fine, but I'd love to help you." I watch him, he moves onto the bed and puts his hand on one of my breasts, now circling his finger around my very hard nipple and begins to kiss me. I kiss him back passionately as I have waited for him to come to me for long enough. I continue to move the vibrator in and out of me, getting closer to orgasm every time I slide it out then back in deep again. He looks down at my pussy then looks back up at my face, the light from the lamp on the table beside the bed shines on his face. I notice he's very handsome and I smile at him. He smiles back as he must see clearly what I was doing before he got here. He slides off his underwear and moves closer to me, I lean towards him and start sucking his big, hard cock. I tease the head of his cock for a bit just as I had planned to do. I can tell by the expression on his face that he likes me teasing the head of his cock. I pull the vibrator out of my very wet pussy and turn it off, I then move it near his mouth. He licks the vibrator tasting my juices, he smiles and I know he likes how I taste. I point my eyes to my pussy, he moves his cock out of my mouth and then moves me on top of him, now in a sixty-nine position I continue to suck his warm, hard cock as he starts licking my pussy, he licks slowly up and down my lips and I wonder how he knows that I like that. I get closer to orgasm as he continues to lick my pussy, licking a little faster now. I tease the head of his big cock some more because he is teasing me, flicking my clit continually. I try not to laugh as it tickles my pussy but in a good way that it's making me hornier for him every time he does it. I suck his cock, going slow as he is going slow on my wet pussy. I move my hand off his chest and start massaging his balls softly, I know he feels it because he moved a little when I first grabbed them. I can tell he likes me massaging his balls from the way he's licking faster on my pussy now because he wants to please me as much as I'm pleasing him. I can feel his tongue going in and out of me now, it feels really good. I then feel him stop and then he inserts two fingers deep in me, I start moving my hips in motion with his fingers so he can get his fingers deeper inside me. I then feel him doing the same, thrusting his pelvis so that I can have his cock even further down my throat. I love the feel of his big, smooth cock inside my mouth. We are both in motion with each other, almost in a dancing motion together. I think how amazing this is for the first time being with him, after this I know I'll want to have more of these nights with him, he's amazing. I start to scream and moan as I am very close to orgasm, he knows I'm close and starts fingering me faster, I start sucking on his cock faster also so he can come with me. I know the girl in the next room who I heard having fun before must hear me now, but it doesn't bother me. I continue sucking him and climaxing. I climax and then feel him come inside me, I swallow and lick all his juices off his cock. I love the taste of him. I move off of him, I lie there for a minute and then move over to the floor where the bag is. I get out a red dildo and the dick ring I brought for him. He looks at me and then smiles. I walk back over to the bed and sit next to him, I start kissing him. I then move down, kissing his chest and then licking in circles around his nipples. I softly bite on one of his nipples and he moves a bit, then I look up at him and smile and he smiles back. I then continue kissing his chest and then I start kissing his belly, now circling his belly button with my tongue, I can tell it tickles him there as he moves every few seconds. I then get near his nearly soft cock and start sucking on it, making it wet with my saliva. I feel it go rock hard again, I then grab the dick ring and then slide it just over the head and then flick the head of his cock with my tongue, and I know he likes that. I use my mouth and slide the dick ring further down his rock hard cock. I then move my mouth off his cock and sit on him, moving his cock up and down my lips teasing him before I insert it into my still very wet pussy all the way. I fit every inch of his cock inside me and slowly move myself up and down him, facing him. He moves his hands onto my hips and begins to move me faster up and down him, I start to moan and so does he. I don't know how or why we come together, but it's great. I get closer to orgasm then I stay quiet for a second and listen to him moaning, but I also hear that the girl in the next room has stopped moaning and screaming. I wonder if she's gone or just stopped for a bit. Then I hear someone open the door, slowly turning the handle. Then in comes the girl from the next room, she's in a lacey red bra and g string. I think to myself, she looks hot! I then look over to her, she walks over to me and starts kissing me. For some reason I can't do anything but continue moving myself up and down his cock and kiss her. I don't want to ask any questions, I just want him and her right then and there. I continue kissing her and start moaning louder as I get closer to orgasm. She takes off her g string and I start licking her wet pussy, as I lick her out and he comes I grab the dildo next to me that I had grabbed before. I insert it into her wet, loose pussy. She smiles with pleasure as I move it in and out of her slow, then fast, then slow again just to tease her. I get very close to orgasm and then move myself off him and then lie her down onto the bed and then start flicking my tongue on her clit while moving the dildo in and out of her pussy slowly. I then see him move off the bed out of the corner of my eye and then feel him and the somewhat cold dick ring against my ass. He inserts just the head of his cock at first, and then pushes in all of him inside my tight ass. I'm so hot for them both right now it's an amazing feeling and I feel like I never want the evening to end. I feel his big cock and the dick ring move fast in and out of my ass, I love the feeling of his dick in my ass. I want to lick her pussy and get fucked by him for ever. I continue licking her pussy, I reach my hand out to grab the vibrator I was using earlier and I slide it in all the way and then turn it on. She moans with excitement as I turn it on and it makes goose bumps on her smooth, olive skin. I love the taste of her that I just want to lick her pussy more and more. She tastes sweet and I love it. I hear her come as I come with him fucking me hard in my ass, moving my hips back onto his so he can get his cock in as far as possible. I don't feel him come in my ass so I move his cock out of me and I start stroking his dick as fast as I can and I watch as he comes and shoots his juices all the way across the room. I signal the other girl to come over and lick off his juices with me. I lick the head of his cock then I kiss her and spit his juices from my mouth into hers and he feels me do it and swallows and gives a grin as if to say she likes how he tastes. I continue kissing her, he watches us kissing then he grabs my arm and hers and moves us over to the bed together, he says he wants to watch us together. I give him a look and then nod as if to approve his suggestion. I lie her down onto the bed and then lift her legs up high into the air. I start licking her out and I hear her moaning and screaming for more so I get the dildo on the bed and insert it into her ass. I know she likes it because she screams out "Oh god yes!! More, More!!!" I move the dildo in and out of her ass as I continue to lick her out, god she tastes so wonderful I think to myself. I wonder if she'd like how I taste. I bring her to orgasm once again and then move over her and then put my pussy right on her face, she starts licking me and I love the way she does it. She does it like nobody else that I know. I watch him walk over to me, I can tell he wants to be apart of the pleasure again. So I put my hand on his ass cheeks and move him closer to me and then start sucking on his throbbing cock. I love the taste of both of them. I start moaning as she is licking me, I think to myself, she is so good at this. I continue sucking on his cock so he can come with me. I notice she isn't getting anything, only pleasuring me so I move my fingers down her body to her hips then to her wet pussy. I feel it's not as wet as before so I start rubbing it at first and then I feel it get wetter. I take two of my fingers and insert them into her now, very wet pussy. I start moaning louder as I get closer to orgasm once again and I hear her start to moan, I feel that he has already come as I swallow his juices with his dick still deep in my mouth. I love the feel of her pussy on my fingers, so wet and soft. I go still for a second as I orgasm and then hear he orgasm with me. I love the way she sounds when she orgasms. Such a lovely high yet slightly deep moan she gets when she's excited. When I climax I move myself off her, she gets off the bed and goes to look for her g string, I think to myself, I hope she isn't leaving. Unfortunately she leaves the room, as she leaves she looks back and gives me a smile. Strangely she doesn't look at him, only at me. I feel happy and excited by that, like she only wanted me and not him. He looks over at me as I try not to smile back at her for I may make him think I planned this and never wanted him. So to reassure him, I walk over to him as she walks out the door and closes it and I kiss him passionately. I feel happy when I get a response from him and he kisses me back. We stop kissing and then he looks at me and says "I really should go, I need to get home....This has been great though, I will never forget it." He smiles at me and I smile back. As he gathers his clothes and dresses. I pick up the toys and put them back in the bag. He walks behind me then moves his hand around me and then I see the dick ring in his hand. I look at the dick ring and then I look up at him and I say "Thanks, so could we do this again sometime? With just the two of us?" He looks at me and smiles and says "Sure, that would be great." I smile back at him and then watch him walk out the door. I then go over to the bed to grab the red dildo I had used on her and then put it back in the bag. While I'm kneeling on the bed I notice there is a small piece of paper on the bedside table. Being curious because I know it's not mine, I look at it. It says "I had a great time and I'd love to see you again, you taste wonderful" And then she left her number on it. I was smiling so much I couldn't stop, I was so happy. I woke up then, sweating and hot. I looked around the hotel room thinking where am I? Once I figured out where I was I looked at the time and noticed I'd been sleeping for about an hour and that I'd dreamt the whole thing. I felt somewhat sad because it never happened. But then I felt happy because I'd had such an arousing and powerful dream that I had become wet while dreaming it. Instead of letting it play out like my dream I decided to pick up my things and leave the hotel room and not meet him...or her for that matter. Then I heard a knock at the door... Hotel Lust I sighed as I walked into the elevator. The slow doors stood open for a few seconds and then closed my world off until the morning. I had worked past four days, back to back and tomorrow morning, I would have to be back behind the desk, smiling and greeting people, making them feel happy and secure in their stay at the hotel. I love my job, but it is very emotionally demanding – and I am so tired. It is 11pm at night. The hundred year old elevator finally closed its doors. It went up slowly to the sixth floor, where I have a room for the night. A suite…ha! a room with a bed is more then enough for me. As the door opens for me, I see another guest. A blond man, gorgeous chest and clear blue eyes. He looked at me before for far too long as I was checking him in, asking me questions, attempting to flirt with me. I did not give in to him at that time. He looked like the type of man I would love to play with, that body just made for caressing and holding a woman tight, those hands looking so perfect to hold my large breasts in, those lips just right for nibbling and making out with me. I sighed again as the gentleman entered the elevator. He smiled and said his good evening, and I smiled too. I knew that his room would be next to mine, but I was too tired to play games that night. "You sleep here tonight," he asked in a European accent. "Yes, sir. Tonight I am spending the night. Tomorrow is another day, back to work, back to smiling…" I trailed off and gave him a tired smile. I knew that smile didn't reach my eyes, but I gave an attempt. I was too tired to really care much. I had too many complains that day and too many screw ups this week to want to be genuinely nice after-hours. I walked toward the direction of our rooms, feeling his gaze on me. I was still wearing my uniform pants, the tight material fitting so well against my well rounded ass. "Are you sleeping with me tonight," he tried to make a joke, referring to me walking toward the same direction. "No," I smiled. I tried to keep my sarcasm to a minimum, but failed, "if I would be with you, Bryan, I would not be sleeping." I smiled a real smile this time, and opened the door across from his. Bryan looked at me and looked inside my room. "May I offer you a drink?" he asked. "A drink?? We have no minibar, Sir. Unless you plan on offering me water, I think that I shall retire." I smiled and walked into my room. I stood by the door, waiting for him to say something else. "I may offer you more then water, Miss." "No thank you. I appreciate the kind offer though. Good night." I closed the door in his face. I sighed to myself and smiled as I started getting ready for bed. He did look very good. But I had to wake up the following morning so early and besides, how in the world can I have sex with a guest on premises of my work?? That's not the best thing for a manager to do. I giggled to myself, thinking of the naughty things I used to do before I was promoted. I used to take guests who would check out and enjoy them for hours in some of our competition hotels. I would wreck the room and ruin their service, all the while saying how great MY hotel was. I was terrible when I was younger, but I am no longer a kid. I got into bed, all fresh and chilly from the shower. The light turned off, I sighed once more, thinking of Bryan. I could've really used his hands right about now, maybe just for a backrub. And for comfort. Stress release. A little bit of kissing. Some petting and touching. Maybe some other things….My thoughts drifted and I dozed off. I woke up in the middle of the night because of someone knocking on my door. It was 12:17 am. Throwing a towel around myself, I opened the door and peered through the chained gap. "Bryan?" I looked at him. He looked as gorgeous as ever, in his very tight black t-shirt and pajama bottoms. "What can I do for you?" I asked. "Open the door and kiss me." "Get out of here!!" I exclaimed, "Go, before I call the security!! It is the middle of the night and I need sleep. You are insane to even THINK of such a thing!!" I attempted the close the door on him, but his foot was holding the door ajar. "No, miss. I do not think that it is insane. You are frustrated and you need a massage. You need a man to take care of you. Let me take care of you." By now, I was very unhappy. Wearing only a towel, with a tiny chain separating me and a madman, I was starting to become frantic. "Let go of the door immediately!! This is not funny!! I will call the cops on you and have you arrested for harassment and threatening of both staff AND guests of this hotel!!!!" I was starting to get scared. He looked gorgeous, but there was a look in his eyes that said when you open the door, I will fuck your brains out. I tried pushing the door closed again. He was stronger, taller then I. I was starting to get scared. I ran to the phone on the night stand by the bed. I dialed "0" to for the front desk, where my friends were to help me. As Jason picked up the phone, I heard the chain get broken. My attacker crossed the room in three big steps and before I could say anything into the phone, he grabbed the phone from my hands. "No, Miss. You will not talk to your colleagues. You are made for kissing and fucking and tonight, that is what you shall do." I was terrified, but I am not just a front desk manager. I am a martial artist who can take care of herself. Too bad I was not dressed and I was wearing my glasses instead of my contact lenses, so I knew I had the disadvantage of the towel slipping, my glasses breaking and my body being raped. Fine. Looking into Bryan's eyes, I asked him straight up, "What do you want?" "To kiss you and to make love to you." "You are not going to get it, unless you rape me. Then you totally understand that you will be arrested and convicted for such an action." "Not unless you give me your consent." "Well, I am not giving you my consent!!" I burst out incredibly," WHY in the world would I allow you to rape me??? I do NOT want you in my room. GET OUT!!" I raised my voice, hoping that someone might hear my yells. But I knew that it would be very tough to get attention. Things happen in hotels and people do not pay attention to those things in the rooms. As I was speaking, I was watching Bryan. He took the phone of the hook, so that nobody can call into the room. He watched me sit on the bed, wrapped in my towel, as we argued about me being raped!! Slowly, he approached the bed. "Do NOT touch me," I warned him. He lunged at me, trying to pin me down to the bed, but I was faster. I got up from him, running toward the window and the radiator. I knew the radiator was piping hot and I knew that one can get serious burns by being pressed against the thing. I was hoping that I would not be the one burnt. Bryan came closer and closer to me. He came within a punching distance as I was nearing the wall next to the radiator. I tried to knee him in the stomach, but he caught my leg between his and held it there. His hands came around my waist and dragged me closer to his body. His breath, smelling of mint, mingled with mine. Fear and stress prickled my eyelids, as I felt tears gather and fall on my cheeks. He dragged me closer to his body, as I tried to push and punch and kick him. It was as if a little kitten clawing at the great big lion. He felt nothing. I tried poking his eyes out, and that had only resulted in my hands being behind my back, my breasts against his chest. "Cry, little girl," he said soothingly. I wondered amazingly again, how a rapist can sound soothing and caring, "Cry. I know you are tired and scared. I am not going to hurt you. Cry." And I did cry. I cried on his shoulder hard and non stop for 45 minutes, my body shaking with the fear for my life, the tears of stress of the past few months staining his shirt through. He held me tight, as I cried on and on. He did not kiss me. Just held me. He picked me up and carried me to the bed as I was calming down. He laid me on the bed and called the front desk, asking for my co-worker. Saying that he is my boyfriend, he said that unfortunately, I have fallen very sick and will be late for work, if I will come in at all. Jason must've said something back, but I was too tired to know the truth. My eyes shut and I drifted off into a dreamless state of oblivion, not knowing what was happening around me or why. I woke up again because someone was pulling on my nipple. I did not realize that, but as the comfortable feeling of my nipple being fondled grew into the feeling of electricity between my breasts and pussy, I started to feel more and more alive. I started to squirm, hoping to find something that will make me feel better. A wet thumb grazed my clit and a pair of fingers entered my soaking pussy. I yelped and opened my legs wider. He kissed me deeply, rolling on to of my body, feeling my legs surround him. My eyes still closed from the sleep, I felt him rub his dick against my clit. I was ready, more then ready. My body started moving on its own accord and I did not care that this was the man who had tried to rape me a few hours ago. He was loving me now, finally, entering me with his dick, hard and fast and furious, grazing my clit with his fingers and biting on my nipples. It was fast, furious coupling, reiterating the week for me in its glory and fury. I felt myself contract as I approached the first waves of climax. I screamed as my legs held my lover in the iron grips. My pussy milking him, I lost all sense of the world around me. I did not know what happened or why, only that I had to do it again and again and again, until the world would stop hurting me and stop making fun of me. All I knew is that I had to fuck until the end of the night or else, I might not survive the coming daylight. And fuck we did, not caring or thinking, finally just letting go and moving onto different planes of life. And through fucking, I released my stress and gained more strength for the coming weeks and months; realized that I had more reserve then I ever imagined… Bryan left that morning and never came back. But once in a while, I still go up to my room on 6th floor and remember the time when my stress flowed out of me through my eyes, my pussy, my heart…. Hotel Lust In response to the many requests for a sequel to Caravan Lust – here is what happened next... (if you have not yet read Caravan Lust, you might it find it useful to do so first). A few weeks after their caravan holiday, the family were back into their respective routines. Peter and Lucy were back at Uni, and so was Tom, although his course was effectively over and the main items on his agenda were going to a whole host of parties, attending his graduation ceremony and getting a job – on that order. He was lying in bed, vaguely contemplating all this, one morning at around 11 o'clock – considering whether he should get up – when his mobile rang. "Huh," he grunted, "hello?" "Tom? It's Mum, Tom." He regained his full senses quite quickly. He and Maggie has not had an opportunity to sleep together a second time since returning from their holiday, but the glances and fleeting private moments that had passed between them in the few days before he returned to Uni were charged with unspoken desire and the great significance of their secret. "You OK Mum?" he asked. "Yes – I – er – I wondered if you would like a visitor for a couple of days." "A visitor? You mean YOU?" She laughed. "Yes, I do mean me. Your Dad is away on a business trip for a couple of nights and I'm here all by myself, and you're there, and...". Her voice trailed away. "Oh, God, Mum that would be awesome," he replied, before hesitating. "But the other guys in the house..." "I have thought of that," came her quick response. "No one would expect to stay down there and stay in your house. There is nowhere for me to sleep – alone." She giggled as she added that last word. "So I have booked a room at the Swallow Hotel in the town – and guess what? They only had double rooms available." She giggled again and Tom chuckled back. "I'll be there by two," she said. "Meet me at the hotel?" "You bet!" he replied, jumping out of bed even as he spoke. She was late. It was twenty-past two when she arrived. He had worried that maybe she was not going to make it after all, but eventually she did. They kissed gently on the cheek, as mother and son should. She checked in, collected her room key and Tom picked up the small holdall she had brought with her as they walked to the lift. She pressed the button for the 3rd floor and as the doors closed he moved towards her and pulled her to him. To his surprise, she resisted. "Not yet Tom," she smiled. "Not here." They made the rest of the short trip to her room in silence. As he closed the door and put her bag down, she took in the view from her window before turning to face him. "Tom. Sit down please." She smiled gently but her tone was firm. He did as she asked, sitting on the end of the bed. She sat beside him and took his hand. "Tom – what we did in the caravan..." she stroked his face as she spoke and their eyes met. "What we did was wrong," he went to interrupt but she put her forefinger on his lips to silence him before continuing. "What we did was wrong – but wonderful. And I DO so want you again." He breathed a gentle sigh of relief. "But I have something to say first," she went on. "Tom – I'm late." He looked puzzled. "Late?" he said. "You were only twenty minutes...oh – you mean you are..." "Late - yes", she smiled gently back as she finished the sentence. "Only by a day or two, which has happened before – but not often. I just thought you should know." "B-but if you are p-p-pregnant," he stammered, "couldn't it be Dad's?" "No", she said very firmly. "Your Dad and I do still have sex, but not that often. Though, if I am pregnant, I don't think it would even cross his mind that it was not his. But I would know. We would know." Tom got up and walked around the room, his mind racing. "So, what do we do?" he asked, almost crying. "Babies born because of – what we did – well they are not right are they? They are deformed or something." She stood next to him and put her arm round him. "Not necessarily, no!" she said and took his face between her hands. "Now look at me. Look at me Tom! IF I am pregnant, I will have all the tests and if there is any suggestion of something being wrong, I will deal with it." He looked at her in the eyes. She knew best. She always had. He smiled back, more relaxed. Mum was in charge. "Anyway," she said, " it has been a lesson to me. So, I have brought these." From her handbag she pulled out a pack of 12 ribbed condoms. "What we don't use, you can take with you to your graduation parties," she laughed. He laughed back and within seconds they were kissing. Deep, passionate kisses, their liaison made closer now by the fact that she might be carrying his child. They stripped hurriedly, touching and kissing each other throughout, before she threw back the bed cover and the sheets and they were lying side by side in each other's arms. Two lovers in a hotel bedroom, wanting, needing and desperate to fuck each other. They kissed deeply again, their tongues exploring each other's mouths for what seemed like an age. He moved his mouth to her ear lobe and she felt her nipples and her cunt respond. When he kissed her neck, what had been dampness became a very wet cunt indeed. She fondled his already hard cock and his mouth moved to cover first one, then the other breast, sucking slowly on each before flicking each nipple with the tip of his tongue. Her hand stroked his prick, pleased that they had decided to have him circumcised as a baby. His smooth helmet had such a perfect shape and when her fingers flicked across the tiny flap of skin just below it, she felt him tremble with total desire. His mouth was now lingering above her navel, his tongue darting around the tiny indentation. She pulled away from him and swivelled round in the bed, he mouth now homing in on his cock. Her lips took in the very end of him and she licked off the drops of pre-cum that oozed from it. Then she plunged her mouth over his entire length and almost gagged as his cock head hit her throat. Swallowing gently and taking a deep breath through her nose, she retained the whole of him in her mouth and throat and sucked hard. He, in turn, kissed her clit. With his tongue and fingers he gently opened her hood and planted his mouth firmly across it. He pushed his tongue deep inside her and licked and sucked. He bucked his hips in response to her sucking and was instantly fucking her throat. She trembled as she felt her tummy tighten in response to him licking her out. She knew she was about to cum and she wanted him to cum with her. She sucked even more deeply on his cock and felt him bracing his legs as the spunk welled up and spurted right into her throat. She took it all, swallowed it down as she felt her own body spasm and her hips buck as her own orgasms swept through her. She adored the moment of orgasm. There was no feeling like it, and with Tom she wanted to know it again and again. They switched positions again and lay quietly side-by-side, kissing and stroking each other's flesh for about twenty minutes. He reached for the condom packet. "Ready again?" she giggled. "Feel it and see" he smiled back. He was ramrod hard again. She took the condom from him, tore the wrapper with her teeth and slipped the rubber protective down the length of his shaft. Once again he kissed and caressed her breasts. Once again, she felt her pussy stir. She opened her legs underneath him and he pushed gently into her. As he filled her, she let out a tiny gasp at the way he stretched her pussy walls and how, in turn, her body tightened around him as if wanting to clamp him permanently inside her. He pushed in and out, in and out, in and out, gathering speed and momentum as she moved with him, her hips entirely in time with his, their bodies pushing towards another simultaneous climax. He pushed her wrists back against the bed, holding her firmly as if she was likely to resist. Nothing was further from her thoughts, but his strength and wild-eyed look simply added to the moment and for a second she gave him a look that was full of both fear and admiration – loathing and love captured as one. That spurred him on. Now he was close again. Now he pushed harder, faster, deeper. Now he was cumming, cumming, cumming. Fucking his woman and wanting it to go on forever. She felt him pumping into her and knew she couldn't quite match her timing to his this time, but as he finished and the hardness of his cock began to relax, she squeezed her hand between his body and her own and rubbed her mound. With his cock still firmly inside her, she felt her cum flow through her once again. She had never experienced sex like this. She had never known it could feel like this, and even if it was with her own son, she felt no shame in enjoying it and wanting more and more and more. The next 48 hours were spent almost entirely in the room. Room service meals came and went and nine of the condoms were used. As they came to leave the room at the end of her stay, she excused herself and went to the bathroom, leaving him to contemplate an amazing couple of days. "Tom", she called gently from the bathroom door, a tear slowly running down her cheek. "What's the matter?" he said, rushing to her side. She let him hold her as she smiled up at him. "Nothing's the matter," she said, "nothing at all. My period has started. Nothing's the matter."