****** Malta by David Ellis ******
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Malta


They watched her mother join the tour then confident that no one was in the
room next to hers she led him up to it. Immediately the door closed, she turned
and given him a long passionate kiss. "Do it now please do it now," she moaned
before stepping back and doing a delightful striptease.

First the shoes then the blouse followed by the skirt to reveal a full forty
year old figure in a dark blue bra with matching high sided briefs and a
suspender belt holding up dark blue stockings encasing her long firm legs.
Tantalisingly these had been removed one by one until she stood before him in
her naked glory. He pointed to the pillows on the bed, which she moved to the
centre one on top of the other. Returning to him she kissed him as she removed
his belt. "Use it please."

"Later" he whispered. Going to the dressing table she dropped the belt onto it
and picked up four lengths of ribbon. Handing these to him she lay face down on
the bed, the pillows under her hips. He fastened her wrists and ankles to the
corner of the bed.

Picking up her wooden backed hairbrush from the dressing table he brought it
down on the crown of her behind with a loud CRACK.

She gave a muffled "Oh!" as he watched the pale skin blush pink then red.

CRACK, CRACK one to each cheek, with a loud gasp she jerked against her
restraints and turned her face towards him a surprised look upon it. The next
two he aimed at the crease between her thighs and bottom striking upwards

"Ouch! Ah!" she cried as her legs jerked upwards against her bonds. The cheeks
of her now reddened bottom bounced delightfully before settling to their
natural position. Breathing deeply she relaxed and turned her face away from
him as if fearful of what she might see. Drawing himself to his full height he
cracked the sixth stroke across the centre of her rump. She gave a short
strangled cry and thrust her hips into the pillows her buttocks clenching and
unclenching wildly.

Laying the brush down he picked up his belt. He saw her tense as she heard its
whistle followed by the loud crack as it lashed across both cheeks. A loud
"Ahh!" escaped her lips as an inch wide white line burned across her bottom.
She turned to watch almost impassively as he gave her another five lashes,
which she took with only a few gasps and twitches of her bottom.

Lowering the belt he looked her in the eyes "Well?" he asked.

Turning her face away and taking a deep breath he heard her say "Please carry
on".

Slowly he walked to the other side of the bed where she could see him, she
looked at him with an almost pleading expression as he raised the belt. Her
eyes never left his as it whipped down cracking full across her cheeks. Her
eyes closed and she cried out. When her eyes opened he lashed the second blow
across the tops of her cheeks. This time she gave a loud gasp her hands jerking
against the restraints as she tried to pull away from the burning pain. He
marveled at her calmness as she took the next three lashes but it also provoked
him. For the final one he took careful aim and delivered a harder stroke than
he would ever have thought of previously. As it blazed across her bottom her
head snapped back and she gave a long low cry before sinking her face into the
bed. He watched her for a few moments before untying her ankles. As the second
one was released she drew her knees up raising her bottom and displaying the
dew of her excitement on the light dusting of tawny hair that covered the full
pink lips below. She waited expectantly as he undressed before kneeling between
her parted legs. Grasping her by the front of the thighs he slowly inserted his
now rampant penis drawing a moan of pure pleasure from her. After remaining
motionless for a few moments he began to thrust into her feeling the walls of
her vagina quiver and tighten as he did so. They fucked silently except for
their breathing and as he felt his cock and her vagina spasm she cried out as
he came.