Starship Starbride Chapter Three
- 4 years ago
- 52
- 0
Five Star Service free porn video
Mark was in his early thirties, average height and weight, along with average-to-good looks. Pretty much the average everyday man. He had to travel way too much and was sick of the standard hotels with lousy room service and grumpy help at the front desk. So when a two week assignment crossed his desk, he was determined to find something different for a place to stay. Where he was headed was somewhat remote. It was a smaller town and the nearest hotel was more than twenty miles away. Finally, he checked a few ads and came up with a home with a room to rent. For less than the price of a standard three star hotel, he would get a room with its own bathroom, fresh towels every day and a breakfast and evening meal. It was less than a mile from his work assignment. He called the number and a sweet, friendly voice on the other end answered. Her name was Debbie and she sounded sincere and very laid back.
Two weeks later, Mark arrived at the two story brick house and knocked on the door. A slightly older lady - probably in her 50's - answered the door. It was not Debbie, but she was just as sweet and laid back. Mark introduced himself to the woman and she did likewise, saying her name was Rita. He was only supposed to put down a deposit and the rest would be due at the end of every three days. Rita and Mark talked for awhile. She was a black woman and stood about 5'7", had a pretty good figure - larger tits and a nice, large ass. She wore a floral print dress and flats for comfort. She explained that she and her daughter Debbie lived there and chose to rent out their spare room. They needed the extra money and liked having guests. She said he could enjoy their living room any time he wanted or he could just stay in his room except during meal time. She would be fixing his breakfast and Debbie would be fixing his dinner. Rita ran the house during the day and worked a 4-12 shift outside the home. Debbie worked a 7-3 shift during the day and ran the house in the evenings.
Every morning, Mark and Rita would have an enjoyable conversation and she was an excellent cook by his estimation. In the evenings, Mark and Debbie would talk over dinner and occasionally watch TV together. On the morning of the fourth day, he paid Rita for the previous three days. When he arrived at the house on the evening of the fourth day he was feeling a little achy like he might be coming down with a cold or something. Debbie decided to put the evening meal on hold until another night and fixed him some chicken soup. Debbie was 5'8" tall and had what Mark assessed as an exaggerated figure. She had very large tits. In fact, it was the first thing a man would notice about her, which was too bad because she had a beautiful, friendly face and a charming personality. She also had a very tiny narrow waist and ballooned into a large bubble butt, but not the type that looked like it had gobs of fat hanging off of it. It was just round and looked bigger because of her small waist. She wore sweaters and skirts because, as she said during one conversation, she could not find dresses that would fit.
They would tell each other silly "dad" jokes to make each other laugh and Mark looked forward to seeing her each evening after work. He was trying to think of a way to entertain Debbie and her mother over the weekend when he didn't have to work, but there was not a lot to do in the area. Now, plans seemed to be in jeopardy because it appeared that he was getting sick. Her chicken soup was the best he had ever eaten and thanked her profusely for making the menu change. Rather than visit with her that evening, he decided to just go to his room and retire early. He undressed to his briefs and climbed into bed with a book, but didn't really feel like reading. About thirty minutes after getting in bed and just before he began to doze off, there was a knock on his door.
"Come in, Debbie," he said in a sleepy voice.
Debbie walked in with a fresh set of towels and a bottle of some kind of lotion or oil. He couldn't make out what it was and wasn't really all that curious about it anyway.
"I got to thinking," Debbie said, "that when I start to get a cold or flu, mama always gives me a rub down, a hot bath and a warm whiskey tot. I never feel bad for more than a few hours. So, I am going to give you a rub down, a hot bath, and a warm whiskey tot. Can't have you getting sick around here. You'll give us a bad reputation." She said it all teasingly, but was serious about the rubdown and the rest of the treatment. She started by handing him the first whiskey drink.
"I appreciate the whiskey, and I can even appreciate the idea of a rub down, but I don't think I can go as far as letting you bathe me, Debbie. That just seems kinda wrong."
"Why? You think I never seen a naked man before. Mister, I have seen everything there is to see on a man and in most cases, more than I wanted to see. And it's not like we are co-workers or anything. We probably won't ever see each other again after your stay, so you just swallow your pride and let me nurse you back to health. That's what I do at my day job, you know. I'm a nurse and I know what's best for you. So you just step out of those briefs and lie face down on the bed. I promise not to make fun of your white ass or anything like that. I won't even look until you tell me it's okay. When I am done with you, you'll sleep like a baby and feel like a new man in the morning."
Mark finished his warm whiskey and Debbie fixed him another. While she had her back turned, Mark slipped out of his briefs and laid face down on the bed, and told her hesitantly that he was ready. Debbie turned around and came to his bedside, climbed on top of him, straddling his hips with her thighs.
"You got a nice ass for a white man," she said with a laugh.
"You promised not to make fun of me, Debbie. Shame on you." Mark had indeed swallowed his pride and just wanted to get through the rubdown and hoped he could talk her out of the bath.
"I'm not making fun of your ass, baby. I really mean that. You got a nice one. Most guys' asses sag, or they're bony, or just plain fat. But you got a nice, muscular ass. I mean it," Debbie said. She poured some oil in her hands and on his back, then began to rub it into his shoulders and back. She knew how to give a deep tissue massage and Mark could feel the aches begin to ease. The oil warmed on his skin and he began to relax and enjoy her skilled hands. She made no moves to play with his ass or feel between his legs for something more. To some degree, Mark was a little disappointed at that, but he truly enjoyed the massage. Debbie was in no hurry, but she knew when to stop before the massage began to be irritating to his skin. She took a hand towel and wiped her hands, then climbed off the bed. The warmth of her thighs escaped leaving his bare ass to feel suddenly chilled.
"Now, let's get you into a hot bath. That will finish the treatment and you should sleep all night like you haven't slept since you were a young boy."
"Nah, let's skip the bath, Debbie. The massage was great, so I don't think the bath will be necessary."
"You are impossible, honey," Debbie said in mock annoyance. "The bath is part of the treatment and besides, I don't want all that oil on your back to get on the sheets. It'll ruin them for sure. Now get up and get that fine white ass of yours into the bathtub."
Mark gave in and marched to the bathtub, stepped in and sat down. The entire time, he held his hands like fig leaves over his crotch.
"I swear," said Debbie. "Men are always trying to convince a girl to get into his pants so she can feel what he's got, but if sex ain't part of the picture, he gets all modest."
Mark had to laugh at the truth of her statement and she began to run the water, getting it hot up to the point of almost being uncomfortable.
"Tell you what, since this violates all of your sensibilities, I will strip to my undies to bathe you. Will that make you feel better?"
"Couldn't hurt," Mark said with a sly grin. "Unlike you, I could tell what a fine figure you have with your clothes on. I don't have to see you naked to know you got the whole package."
"That's 'cause you can't cover up what I'm packing around," she said with a laugh. She stood up and removed her top and her skirt without any pretense and knelt back at the side of the tub. "Now, this is going to get a little more personal, so don't start howling when I touch your more private parts. The relaxing part of this is to get a full bath by someone else's hands along with the hot water. So just try to relax and when it is time, move your hands without a bunch of fussing.
Debbie proceeded to soap up a washcloth and her hands and she began to gently wash his back, shoulders, neck and face. Then she repeated the process on his thighs, calves and feet.
"Now, roll over onto your side a bit so I can wash that fine white ass of yours," she said laughing lightly again. Mark had tried to sneak peeks at her more than ample tits without looking like he was leering. More than once, Debbie noticed him looking sideways at her chest and smiled lightly at the thought of him wanting to feel them. She was beginning to want him to feel them as well.
"Alright, now I am going to wash your ass, including your crack, so no whining. I told you it was going to be more personal and that ain't going to be the end of it. You know what comes after that." She gave him a teasing glare, daring him to complain or resist. Her soapy hands roamed all over his backside and her fingers slid easily into his crack. She stopped just short of slipping a finger into his asshole, hesitated, with both of them wondering what she would do next. She pulled her hand back and told him to sit up again.
"You can move your hands now. We are near the end." she instructed.
"First, you have to take off that bra. Seems only fair to me." said Mark playfully.
"I knew you were wanting to get a look at my knockers. Well, I guess fair is fair. But if you don't move your hands, I am going to smother you with these melons and all this work will have gone for nothing." She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Mark watched intently as she slowly revealed very large, very firm, and very round tits. He was amazed that there was absolutely no sag to them at all. They simply rested a little lower on her chest.
"Now move your hands so I can wash your tool." Debbie said, ready now for a glimpse of what she was sure to be a disappointment. She was anything but disappointed. For everything so ordinary about this house guest, Mark's cock was anything but ordinary. He was hung like a bull. And he was getting hard from looking at her beg beautiful tits.
"Well now, I thought I had seen everything. I take that back. How big is that weapon of yours? 10"?
"Closer to 11," Mark said. "I didn't want you to see it. You see, every time I get close to a woman, once they see what I am packing, the have to decide whether to run or scream or both. I have only had sex a couple of times other than an occasional blowjob or hand job. A couple of women tried to fuck me, but I only got so far and usually came while struggling to get in them. Let's just say it didn't go well."
"I can understand that. I am sorry that good sex is so hard for you to find." Debbie began to wash his cock, stroking it slowly with soapy hands and then washed his balls. Mark reached up with one hand and began fondling one of her breasts, running fingers over a nipple until she moaned slightly and sighed.
When she had finished washing him, she had him stand up and began drying him off. She saved his cock for last and gave it special attention with the towel.
"Let's get you to bed, big boy." Debbie said, leading him to the bed. She laid him down on his back. "Now, I forgot one part of the treatment. Lie still now and let me finish the treatment."
She removed her panties and straddled him again just like she had done for the rubdown. "I think I am going to be the first to take your cock all the way, my friend. And if not, I guarantee I will take more than anyone else ever has. Now, I don't expect you to last long, so you just shoot when you are ready and then you can try again if you got it in you."
She grabbed his lamppost sized rod and guided it to her now wet pussy and slowly lowered herself. She felt full already and hadn't even gotten past the first three inches. She lowered herself further and she could feel an orgasm already building in her from the intense stretching and the constant rubbing of her clit. She sank down quickly to take his full length of his enormous cock before he shot his load. She was wracked with a massive orgasm that lasted longer than anything she had ever experienced before and just before Mark splashed her insides with a massive eruption that oozed out of her into a puddle that would have covered a saucer.
Debbie stayed on top of him and wasn't surprised that he stayed hard. He rolled her over and started pounding her pussy with the full length of his rod. In only minutes, Debbie was cumming again and again it was stronger than anything she had experienced other than the one minutes ago. Mark kissed her and held himself up by resting his hands on her tits as he rammed her over and over again. Mark came inside her two more times and then collapsed beside her. They snuggled for more than an hour. Debbie looked at the clock.
"Mom will be home in 30 minutes. I am guessing she will want to give this a try if you are up to it. I think you will find that she can take it all as well."
Two weeks later, Mark arrived at the two story brick house and knocked on the door. A slightly older lady - probably in her 50's - answered the door. It was not Debbie, but she was just as sweet and laid back. Mark introduced himself to the woman and she did likewise, saying her name was Rita. He was only supposed to put down a deposit and the rest would be due at the end of every three days. Rita and Mark talked for awhile. She was a black woman and stood about 5'7", had a pretty good figure - larger tits and a nice, large ass. She wore a floral print dress and flats for comfort. She explained that she and her daughter Debbie lived there and chose to rent out their spare room. They needed the extra money and liked having guests. She said he could enjoy their living room any time he wanted or he could just stay in his room except during meal time. She would be fixing his breakfast and Debbie would be fixing his dinner. Rita ran the house during the day and worked a 4-12 shift outside the home. Debbie worked a 7-3 shift during the day and ran the house in the evenings.
Every morning, Mark and Rita would have an enjoyable conversation and she was an excellent cook by his estimation. In the evenings, Mark and Debbie would talk over dinner and occasionally watch TV together. On the morning of the fourth day, he paid Rita for the previous three days. When he arrived at the house on the evening of the fourth day he was feeling a little achy like he might be coming down with a cold or something. Debbie decided to put the evening meal on hold until another night and fixed him some chicken soup. Debbie was 5'8" tall and had what Mark assessed as an exaggerated figure. She had very large tits. In fact, it was the first thing a man would notice about her, which was too bad because she had a beautiful, friendly face and a charming personality. She also had a very tiny narrow waist and ballooned into a large bubble butt, but not the type that looked like it had gobs of fat hanging off of it. It was just round and looked bigger because of her small waist. She wore sweaters and skirts because, as she said during one conversation, she could not find dresses that would fit.
They would tell each other silly "dad" jokes to make each other laugh and Mark looked forward to seeing her each evening after work. He was trying to think of a way to entertain Debbie and her mother over the weekend when he didn't have to work, but there was not a lot to do in the area. Now, plans seemed to be in jeopardy because it appeared that he was getting sick. Her chicken soup was the best he had ever eaten and thanked her profusely for making the menu change. Rather than visit with her that evening, he decided to just go to his room and retire early. He undressed to his briefs and climbed into bed with a book, but didn't really feel like reading. About thirty minutes after getting in bed and just before he began to doze off, there was a knock on his door.
"Come in, Debbie," he said in a sleepy voice.
Debbie walked in with a fresh set of towels and a bottle of some kind of lotion or oil. He couldn't make out what it was and wasn't really all that curious about it anyway.
"I got to thinking," Debbie said, "that when I start to get a cold or flu, mama always gives me a rub down, a hot bath and a warm whiskey tot. I never feel bad for more than a few hours. So, I am going to give you a rub down, a hot bath, and a warm whiskey tot. Can't have you getting sick around here. You'll give us a bad reputation." She said it all teasingly, but was serious about the rubdown and the rest of the treatment. She started by handing him the first whiskey drink.
"I appreciate the whiskey, and I can even appreciate the idea of a rub down, but I don't think I can go as far as letting you bathe me, Debbie. That just seems kinda wrong."
"Why? You think I never seen a naked man before. Mister, I have seen everything there is to see on a man and in most cases, more than I wanted to see. And it's not like we are co-workers or anything. We probably won't ever see each other again after your stay, so you just swallow your pride and let me nurse you back to health. That's what I do at my day job, you know. I'm a nurse and I know what's best for you. So you just step out of those briefs and lie face down on the bed. I promise not to make fun of your white ass or anything like that. I won't even look until you tell me it's okay. When I am done with you, you'll sleep like a baby and feel like a new man in the morning."
Mark finished his warm whiskey and Debbie fixed him another. While she had her back turned, Mark slipped out of his briefs and laid face down on the bed, and told her hesitantly that he was ready. Debbie turned around and came to his bedside, climbed on top of him, straddling his hips with her thighs.
"You got a nice ass for a white man," she said with a laugh.
"You promised not to make fun of me, Debbie. Shame on you." Mark had indeed swallowed his pride and just wanted to get through the rubdown and hoped he could talk her out of the bath.
"I'm not making fun of your ass, baby. I really mean that. You got a nice one. Most guys' asses sag, or they're bony, or just plain fat. But you got a nice, muscular ass. I mean it," Debbie said. She poured some oil in her hands and on his back, then began to rub it into his shoulders and back. She knew how to give a deep tissue massage and Mark could feel the aches begin to ease. The oil warmed on his skin and he began to relax and enjoy her skilled hands. She made no moves to play with his ass or feel between his legs for something more. To some degree, Mark was a little disappointed at that, but he truly enjoyed the massage. Debbie was in no hurry, but she knew when to stop before the massage began to be irritating to his skin. She took a hand towel and wiped her hands, then climbed off the bed. The warmth of her thighs escaped leaving his bare ass to feel suddenly chilled.
"Now, let's get you into a hot bath. That will finish the treatment and you should sleep all night like you haven't slept since you were a young boy."
"Nah, let's skip the bath, Debbie. The massage was great, so I don't think the bath will be necessary."
"You are impossible, honey," Debbie said in mock annoyance. "The bath is part of the treatment and besides, I don't want all that oil on your back to get on the sheets. It'll ruin them for sure. Now get up and get that fine white ass of yours into the bathtub."
Mark gave in and marched to the bathtub, stepped in and sat down. The entire time, he held his hands like fig leaves over his crotch.
"I swear," said Debbie. "Men are always trying to convince a girl to get into his pants so she can feel what he's got, but if sex ain't part of the picture, he gets all modest."
Mark had to laugh at the truth of her statement and she began to run the water, getting it hot up to the point of almost being uncomfortable.
"Tell you what, since this violates all of your sensibilities, I will strip to my undies to bathe you. Will that make you feel better?"
"Couldn't hurt," Mark said with a sly grin. "Unlike you, I could tell what a fine figure you have with your clothes on. I don't have to see you naked to know you got the whole package."
"That's 'cause you can't cover up what I'm packing around," she said with a laugh. She stood up and removed her top and her skirt without any pretense and knelt back at the side of the tub. "Now, this is going to get a little more personal, so don't start howling when I touch your more private parts. The relaxing part of this is to get a full bath by someone else's hands along with the hot water. So just try to relax and when it is time, move your hands without a bunch of fussing.
Debbie proceeded to soap up a washcloth and her hands and she began to gently wash his back, shoulders, neck and face. Then she repeated the process on his thighs, calves and feet.
"Now, roll over onto your side a bit so I can wash that fine white ass of yours," she said laughing lightly again. Mark had tried to sneak peeks at her more than ample tits without looking like he was leering. More than once, Debbie noticed him looking sideways at her chest and smiled lightly at the thought of him wanting to feel them. She was beginning to want him to feel them as well.
"Alright, now I am going to wash your ass, including your crack, so no whining. I told you it was going to be more personal and that ain't going to be the end of it. You know what comes after that." She gave him a teasing glare, daring him to complain or resist. Her soapy hands roamed all over his backside and her fingers slid easily into his crack. She stopped just short of slipping a finger into his asshole, hesitated, with both of them wondering what she would do next. She pulled her hand back and told him to sit up again.
"You can move your hands now. We are near the end." she instructed.
"First, you have to take off that bra. Seems only fair to me." said Mark playfully.
"I knew you were wanting to get a look at my knockers. Well, I guess fair is fair. But if you don't move your hands, I am going to smother you with these melons and all this work will have gone for nothing." She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Mark watched intently as she slowly revealed very large, very firm, and very round tits. He was amazed that there was absolutely no sag to them at all. They simply rested a little lower on her chest.
"Now move your hands so I can wash your tool." Debbie said, ready now for a glimpse of what she was sure to be a disappointment. She was anything but disappointed. For everything so ordinary about this house guest, Mark's cock was anything but ordinary. He was hung like a bull. And he was getting hard from looking at her beg beautiful tits.
"Well now, I thought I had seen everything. I take that back. How big is that weapon of yours? 10"?
"Closer to 11," Mark said. "I didn't want you to see it. You see, every time I get close to a woman, once they see what I am packing, the have to decide whether to run or scream or both. I have only had sex a couple of times other than an occasional blowjob or hand job. A couple of women tried to fuck me, but I only got so far and usually came while struggling to get in them. Let's just say it didn't go well."
"I can understand that. I am sorry that good sex is so hard for you to find." Debbie began to wash his cock, stroking it slowly with soapy hands and then washed his balls. Mark reached up with one hand and began fondling one of her breasts, running fingers over a nipple until she moaned slightly and sighed.
When she had finished washing him, she had him stand up and began drying him off. She saved his cock for last and gave it special attention with the towel.
"Let's get you to bed, big boy." Debbie said, leading him to the bed. She laid him down on his back. "Now, I forgot one part of the treatment. Lie still now and let me finish the treatment."
She removed her panties and straddled him again just like she had done for the rubdown. "I think I am going to be the first to take your cock all the way, my friend. And if not, I guarantee I will take more than anyone else ever has. Now, I don't expect you to last long, so you just shoot when you are ready and then you can try again if you got it in you."
She grabbed his lamppost sized rod and guided it to her now wet pussy and slowly lowered herself. She felt full already and hadn't even gotten past the first three inches. She lowered herself further and she could feel an orgasm already building in her from the intense stretching and the constant rubbing of her clit. She sank down quickly to take his full length of his enormous cock before he shot his load. She was wracked with a massive orgasm that lasted longer than anything she had ever experienced before and just before Mark splashed her insides with a massive eruption that oozed out of her into a puddle that would have covered a saucer.
Debbie stayed on top of him and wasn't surprised that he stayed hard. He rolled her over and started pounding her pussy with the full length of his rod. In only minutes, Debbie was cumming again and again it was stronger than anything she had experienced other than the one minutes ago. Mark kissed her and held himself up by resting his hands on her tits as he rammed her over and over again. Mark came inside her two more times and then collapsed beside her. They snuggled for more than an hour. Debbie looked at the clock.
"Mom will be home in 30 minutes. I am guessing she will want to give this a try if you are up to it. I think you will find that she can take it all as well."
Fay
- 28.11.2020
- 18
- 0
Starship Starbride Chapter Two
- 4 years ago
- 48
- 0
Starship Starbride Chapter Two
- 3 years ago
- 47
- 0
