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Chapter 5
Surprise
He opened his eyes as the sunlight started to fall across his face. The net curtains danced gently as the cool breeze wafted through the window. He was aware of the weight of her head on his chest, her hair tumbling across his skin. Her arm was across him, her hand resting on his shoulder. He listened to her breathing and found his own falling into the same rhythm. He stroked her back, loving the silky feel of her skin.
He cast his mind back to the previous evening, finding it hard to believe it had all actually happened. A jumble of images played in his mind: Isabella throwing her head back as Anjelica had made her come so expertly; the feeling of her tight pussy hugging him as he pounded into her; Anjelica and Isabella standing naked in front of each other, their hands exploring each other’s breasts; the sight of Anjelica’s pert arse as she bent forward to go down on Isabella; and Isabella bouncing furiously up and down on him after Anjelica had left... So many perfect images. His cock stirred and pressed into Isabella’s thigh which was languidly thrown across him. He kissed her hair tenderly.
After Anjelica had left, Isabella had treated Daniel to a beautiful show. She had lowered herself onto him and gyrated her hips sensually, expertly riding him. He could see the desire burning in her eyes, still on fire after her experience with Anjelica. He had sat back watching her as he rubbed herself on him, using him yet spoiling him. Her rhythm had soon quickened as she felt her climax building again, never having subsided far after Anjelica’s revelatory touch. She rode him hard, her eyes locked on his, her beautiful breasts bouncing in his face. She had cried out with a look of almost confused shock as another wave of intense pleasure engulfed her. Her nails tore at the back of his shoulders and she growled
“Oh fuck, yessss!” He came at this precise moment, thrusting himself upwards to meet her grinding. He could feel the pent up eruption flooding into her and heard his own deep moans somewhere in the distance.
They had kissed and cuddled like that for some time, whispering their love for each other. They discussed rejoining the party but decided to return to their own room – they needed to be alone together now, to be quiet. They had shared so much, but now they needed peace for their intimacy.
They dressed and before leaving, Daniel fished Isabella’s g-string from his jacket pocket and laid it neatly on Anjelica’s pillow along with his business card.
“A memory and a way of keeping in touch!” he smiled. Isabella giggled.
“Don’t worry” purred Daniel. “I’ll buy you some more!” He kissed her lovingly as she beamed at him.
They walked arm-in-arm down the corridors, not saying a word. They reached their room and undressed in front of each other, now completely relaxed together. He watched as she stepped once again out of her dress and realised how he had fallen for her. She was so beautiful. They continued to hold onto each other as they showered, never moving more than a few inches apart, taking it in turns lovingly to smooth shower gel into each other’s skin.
They towelled off and climbed naked into bed between the crisp sheets, their bodies entwined, their hands gently stroking the other’s skin; then swiftly fell into a contented sleep.
* * * *
She stirred. He held her close.
sleepily she raised her head and slowly focussed on him. He smiled and kissed her. He could see her eyes widen as the memory of last night hit her, then she smiled so sweetly back at him and returned his loving kiss.
They lay there wrapped around each other gently talking through what had happened, giggling and kissing. Her hand snaked down his stomach and found him semi-hard. As they talked she held him, moving her hand slowly back and forth, feeling him respond. He stopped talking and their kissing became more passionate, then he rolled over onto her and she opened to him. He pushed slowly into her, looking deeply into her eyes.
“I love you”. He said simply.
Her eyes widened in surprise at hearing him say it so clearly.
“I love you too.”
The made love slowly, locked together in that warmth that occurs immediately after waking. Afterwards they dozed again before Room Service brought fresh croissants and coffee. He watched as she ate. She was wearing a brilliant white towelling robe, which she had tied loosely. As she moved her legs up under her on the chair he caught a glimpse of her breasts and her neatly trimmed pussy. He adored looking at her, and loved how she was no longer shy in front of him.
Eventually they had to leave their haven and they both found their parting deeply painful. It seemed wrong not to be together.
In the following days his mind was consumed by her. It was a Bank Holiday weekend so he could not even see her in the office.
He had to see her again and he became obsessed with giving her a new experience. She had experienced so much that was new to her already, but we wanted to give her everything – every new experience he could. He wanted to treat her. He started planning, idea after idea striking him.
* * * *
Isabella received an email from him the next day at work asking when she would be free again for a whole night.
As it happened, Josh was going to be away with his family the following weekend. She emailed Daniel, her heart racing. His response was swift.
It simply read: ‘You are mine that weekend. Keep it free and further instructions will follow.’
The following week at work was difficult for them both; having to hide the chemistry between them was nigh-on impossible and when they could, they snatched moments to touch and kiss.
On the Wednesday a typed envelope landed on Isabella’s desk. She waited until everyone in the office was quiet and involved in their work, then slit it open. A plain card was inside with simply the following words:
Hilton, Park Lane. Saturday 3pm. Room 1073.
Her heart thumped in her chest. What was this? What should she wear? Would she need an overnight bag? She didn’t care. It was more time with Daniel.
Daniel was secretly watching her and he smiled with satisfaction at how flustered she was. All was ready.
* * * *
Isabella stood at the entrance to the Hilton. It was a huge building and she had to crane her neck right back to be able to see the top. She clutched a small overnight bag, just in case. She checked her watch. It was five-to-three. Time to go.
She stood demurely in the lift. Thank God it was empty. She hit ‘10’ and the lift started to ascend. She was a little annoyed as the lift paused at the 4th floor. A portly man in his late fifties entered and smiled at her. She blushed. She was here purely for sex with a married man. Did it show?
The lift resumed its journey and her mind wandered. ‘How many people are fucking in this hotel right now?’ she thought. Probably quite a few. She always found hotels sexy. There were probably husbands and wives; lovers; gay couples, threesomes and moresomes all getting it on somewhere behind the lines of closed, secret doors. A blur of writhing bodies danced around her thoughts. She thought about sex constantly. At times she wondered why people didn't just spend all day fucking…why the hell not, it was so good!
The loud ‘ping’ shook her out of her daydreaming. The tenth floor! The man stood aside and smiled at her again. She smiled back and, feeling playful, blew him a quick kiss just as the doors were closing. She just caught sight of his beaming smile. She was alone again. There was large table with a beautiful flower arrangement in the spacious area outside the lift doors. Two corridors led off to the left and right. She checked the signs and took the left turn, struggling to walk easily on the plush carpet.
Room 1073 was at the far end of the corridor. She moved up to the door and paused to gather herself. What now?
She knocked lightly.
A moment later the door opened and Daniel was there. They kissed and held each other.
“Come on in my sexy girl”
She walked in to the huge room. It was furnished with a modern feel and was dominated by the enormous bed in the middle of the near wall. To one side of the bed were huge mirrors, clearly masking cupboard space. She instantly imagined watching herself and Daniel making love, seeing so clearly him fucking her from behind.
In the middle of the room were two large light brown leather sofas and a huge glass-topped coffee table. There were windows on two adjacent sides filling the room with afternoon light. She danced over to them and realised one set overlooked Hyde Park.
“Oh Daniel, what a beautiful room!” she gasped. She ran to him and they kissed urgently. He pulled her firmly to him. She wilted in his grip.
He felt her hand moving to the front of his trousers, but he pulled back and looked intently at her.
“Darling. I have something very special planned for you today. But I need to take control of you. You have to do as I say and trust me. I promise it will be very special for us both. Will you do that? Will you trust me?”
She stared at him for a second and felt a throbbing in the pit of her stomach and down into her groin. She could sense the moisture gathering there already. What had he got planned?
“Yes” she replied simply. “Yes.”
He kissed her tenderly. “Just remember, I love you and I will look after you.”
He walked to the sofa and picked up a large rectangular box tied with a large scarlet ribbon.
“Put these on...”
He moved to the table and poured two glasses of Champagne. He handed one to her, then sat back on the sofa and watched her open the parcel.
Isabella was clearly excited; she loved presents. She carefully untied the silk ribbon and lifted the lid off the box. She gasped. Inside was a beautiful collection. She took each item out one by one. Black silk stockings; a stunning black lacy waspie with scarlet detailing; a black lace bra that she realised would cover part of her breasts, but would leave her nipples perfectly exposed; a stunning white pearl choker necklace; and a gorgeous pair of 6 inch stiletto black ankle boots. And at the bottom of the pile, a long, black silk strip of material. She noticed there were no knickers.
“Oh Daniel, they’re beautiful!”
He sat back sipping his drink.
“Put them on. And I will watch you dress.”
She stood up tall, suddenly confident in his loving gaze. She would put on a real show for him. She undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She had his favourite thigh highs on and flimsy lace French knickers. She turned away from him to let him have a good view of her bottom. Then she turned back and, biting her bottom lip suggestively, slowly unbuttoned her blouse, all the while looking him directly in the eye. He held her gaze, his eyes sparkling.
She slipped out of the blouse and reached back to unhook her bra. She let it fall theatrically to the floor. Then she turned again and facing away from him and while keeping her legs straight, bent forward to undo her shoes, presenting him with a perfect view of her spread arse, clearly visible through the thin material of her knickers. She kicked her shoes off and then peeled her knickers slowly down to the floor, still keeping her knees straight. He could see very clearly how moist she was already.
Then she perched on the side of the bed and slowly rolled the thigh highs off, now and then opening her thighs to give him further tantalising flashes of her pussy.
Daniel was mesmerised and his cock was already rigid in his black trousers. He adored the way she looked and the way she moved. It was all he could do to stop himself from going to her now, flipping her onto her stomach on the bed and plunging his hard, ready cock deep inside her. But he had other plans.
He watched as she slowly dressed in the stunning outfit. She looked incredible. Her breasts were shown off perfectly and the way the black lingerie framed her tiny strip of pubic hair was stunning. The boots caused her calf and thigh muscles to become taught and shapely. Stunning...
He moved to her and helped fasten the choker, and when he had finished, she held the strip of black silk up to him.
“I don’t know what you have planned with this. Are you going to tie me up?”
“Do you still trust me?” he replied
“Always”
He gently turned her away from him and placed the centre of the material over her eyes. She shuddered.
He tied it tight around her head. She could see nothing. She immediately felt a little disorientated and vulnerable.
He led her gently to the sofa and sat her down. She heard him move away and then realised he was drawing the curtains. The idea of the room now being dark made her feel a little less exposed. She heard him rustling about a little in front of her and then he helped her back to her feet. He led forward a couple of paces and then softly told her she needed to get onto all fours. He helped her forward and she realised she was climbing onto the coffee table where Daniel had placed several cushions. What was going on? She did as she was told though and got onto all fours, her bottom pushed out and totally exposed.
“OK darling. Trust me... You are about to have a new experience. Just let it all happen. And remember I love you”
She could hear him walking away. She strained to listen. Then she heard the door open! She started to tremble a little. Was he leaving? She could hear a faint murmur – was he was speaking to someone?
The door softly closed. Footsteps back towards her. She waited. Then she held her breath. The soft steps were on either side of her...around her....who was there?
“Daniel!” she softly asked.
“I’m here baby. Right here. Trust me”. And she did. She did trust him. He made her feel safe.
A hand was placed on her side. Cool, dry. She shivered and felt the tiny hairs raise across her skin. A kiss was planted on her shoulder. She turned her head a little. Another hand stroked the back of her thigh...then up and over her buttocks. She whimpered, so turned on. A powerful ache spread through her belly and she could feel the wetness overwhelming her between her legs. Oh dear God…she was surrounded by people…people she didn't know, all around her, looking at her exposed body, free to do anything to her. The feeling terrified and excited her beyond belief.
Hands and lips brushed all over her body. She tried to identify how many, but her senses were in overload. Fingers swept over her swollen pussy lips, a fingertip slightly dipping inside. Oh God it felt good. She arched her back, trying to push against the fingers, needing now to be satisfied. The fingers teased her though, pulling back and not being forced inside.
She gasped as yet more fingers suddenly brushed over her erect nipple. They circled it and brushed over it again. Then pinched and sc****d. She was shaking more now and for a moment thought she might lose her balance.
Her other nipple was suddenly engulfed in warmth and she felt a tongue teasing it. Who was this? Who was there? She was utterly open and at their mercy. But it felt so incredible!
A tongue now replaced the fingers on her pussy. It flicked expertly over her, sweeping up her honey. Her bra was being removed and little support she had had, now disappeared and her breasts swung free. She loved that feeling. She felt full and ripe. Her legs were now juddering and she really did feel she might pass out. Her body was on fire with the different sensations.
Strong hands, Daniel’s hands she knew, supported her and helped her to roll over onto her back. She felt relief at being more stable. But there was no let-up as the hands and mouths resumed their attention to her. Her thighs were forced apart and a mouth was on her pussy. Oh God that felt good! Definitely a man because she could feel the slight scr****g of stubble. Daniel?
She sensed movement near her and she could smell perfume, a woman’s perfume. There was something familiar about it, but she was distracted from trying to remember as lips met hers in a tender, loving kiss. She felt the soft skin; tasted the sweet lipstick. She reached up and kissed the girl back. The girl’s tongue pressed gently into her mouth and she remembered Anjelica. She reached up and her hands found the girl’s skin. She felt around and realised the girl was naked. She found her breasts, full and heavy, with hard nipples. Not Anjelica, then. But so feminine. She kneaded them and pinched the nipples playfully. The girl’s kisses became more passionate. Isabella felt she might come just from this.
She wondered which hands were Daniel’s, or was he simply watching?
She felt the girl jolt forward a little and heard her moan. Then she heard the unmistakable sound of fucking. The girl was still kissing her, but clearly was being fucked from behind. Who by? Daniel? She wanted to see. She started to bring her hand to her blindfold but a strong hand grasped hers and pulled it away. Daniel’s voice was right beside her.
“Not yet my beautiful girl...soon.”
She melted at the sound of him. The girl now lowered her breasts to Isabella and her mouth soon found the hard nipple. She chewed on it hungrily, sucking and teasing. The nipple responded by swelling and hardening. She toyed with it just as she liked to be toyed with. The girl moaned.
The sound of the girl’s voice and her scent suddenly struck a note of recognition in Isabella’s mind. She did know who this was!
But before she could focus in on the identity of her new female lover, she felt something push into her pussy...a thick cock was forcing her open. Oh God...yes. Strong hands held her thighs as centimetre by delicious centimetre the cock forced its way inside her. She groaned...
“Oh yes...oh yes....that’s good....that’s so good” she panted, her mind starting to explode with the sensations. She bit gently onto the nipple which was being force-fed into her mouth. She was aware still of the sound of fucking and the rocking of the girl. Was Daniel fucking her or the girl? Who was the other man?
She heard the girl speak now: “Yeah, fuck her honey – fuck her sweet pussy! Does she feel tight on you honey?”
Now she knew. Her mind was exploding in light as she realised. Tamara! Oh God, Tamara! And it must be her boyfriend Carl fucking her!
Isabella could picture Carl: well built and seriously good looking if not blessed with a great deal of sense. She thought he looked like he was Spanish will beautiful olives skin. The realisation it was his cock pushing into her, that it was naked Tamara that was pushing her tits in her face and that Daniel might be fucking Tamara from behind while watching her...waaaay too hot...
Carl was building up some serious rhythm and it felt so good.
“Fuck me Carl...fuck me, fuck me” she yelped.
Tamara giggled and Isabella heard her ask permission. Daniel agreed. Tamara gently removed Isabella’s blindfold.
The first things she focussed on were Tamara’s beautiful large breasts hanging over her face. She craned her neck and looked at Carl, his chest straining as he pumped into her, sweat covering his face. He grinned at her, shortly before he groaned and threw his head back. She could feel his cock convulsing deep inside her and his warmth spreading into her. Carl fell back, his cock slipping out of her. She felt his come dripping out of her pussy. Tamara moved around and lay on top of Isabella.
“Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted to kiss you?” she purred.
Then she lowered her face to her and gave her a slow, sensual kiss, her hot tongue exploring her. The kiss was so soft and beautiful. Isabella felt her pussy contract. Tamara’s heavy breasts pushed against her own and Tamara gently moved so their nipples grazed against each other. Isabella’s hands explored Tamara’s soft back and round bum. She brought one thigh up between Tamara’s thighs and Tamara ground down on her, her wet pussy soaking Isabella’s thigh. In turn, Tamara’s thigh was pressing into Isabella, wiping away Carl’s come.
Daniel appeared beside them and the three of them embraced. Their tongues and mouths met in a three-way kiss. Isabella instinctively reached for his cock and she felt how slick he was with Tamara’s honey. She massaged him, lost in this squirming mass of bodies.
She wanted to take him in her mouth – an overpowering need.
“I want to suck you” she whispered. He manoeuvred up and slipped his cock between Isabella and Tamara’s mouths. They kissed his cock and each other, their tongues enveloping him and each other. Isabella could taste Tamara’s sweet juice on him – so erotic...
As they lavished their attention on his cock, Carl was back, running his hands over the girls’ backs, thighs and bottoms. He slipped his fingers into each of them and they wriggled to allow him full access. They squirmed at his attention, letting him finger fuck them hard. Isabella had never felt this turned on before. Her world had opened up to so many new experiences. And she knew she kept needing more now; needed to experience life to the full. She was lost. Her focus was on Daniel’s cock. She grasped him and started to suck and lick him, realising she wanted to make him come this way, wanted him to know how she needed him. Tamara was coming, her hands stroking Daniel’s balls and bum.
She heard Daniel’s breath quicken. She wanked him harder as she sucked him furiously.
“I’m gonna come...” he grunted. But she didn't let him go. She clamped her mouth around him and felt his hot liquid fire into her mouth. She had never really been into this before, but at this moment it was as if she was born to do this; all she ever wanted. He tasted sweet and of their love. He bent double as he came and she kissed and sucked him so lovingly, a safe haven for him at his most vulnerable...
* * * *
They showered in turn and then shared several glasses of very chilled Champagne together. They were all so comfortable in each others’ company now. Tamara and Isabella kissed a good deal as did Tamara and Carl, Daniel and Isabella.
After a while the heat began to rise again and they shared another erotic time, Tamara lying on her back on the bed being fucked by Carl, while Isabella was on all fours next to Tamara, kissing her while being fucked from behind by Daniel.
They all showered again and then, with long, lingering kisses, Tamara and Carl reluctantly left; with assurances that they would all meet up again sometime.
Daniel and Isabella climbed naked into the large bed and curled around each other. For a long time they said nothing, simply holding each other and kissing softly. Then Isabella turned away from Daniel, lifting one thigh back and across him, guiding him inside her. They made love like this, Daniel’s hands caressing her breasts as he kissed the back of her neck, her shoulders and hair.
He came quietly deep within her and the fell asleep, locked together...in love and bound to each other for ever.
TO BE CONTINUED ...
Surprise
He opened his eyes as the sunlight started to fall across his face. The net curtains danced gently as the cool breeze wafted through the window. He was aware of the weight of her head on his chest, her hair tumbling across his skin. Her arm was across him, her hand resting on his shoulder. He listened to her breathing and found his own falling into the same rhythm. He stroked her back, loving the silky feel of her skin.
He cast his mind back to the previous evening, finding it hard to believe it had all actually happened. A jumble of images played in his mind: Isabella throwing her head back as Anjelica had made her come so expertly; the feeling of her tight pussy hugging him as he pounded into her; Anjelica and Isabella standing naked in front of each other, their hands exploring each other’s breasts; the sight of Anjelica’s pert arse as she bent forward to go down on Isabella; and Isabella bouncing furiously up and down on him after Anjelica had left... So many perfect images. His cock stirred and pressed into Isabella’s thigh which was languidly thrown across him. He kissed her hair tenderly.
After Anjelica had left, Isabella had treated Daniel to a beautiful show. She had lowered herself onto him and gyrated her hips sensually, expertly riding him. He could see the desire burning in her eyes, still on fire after her experience with Anjelica. He had sat back watching her as he rubbed herself on him, using him yet spoiling him. Her rhythm had soon quickened as she felt her climax building again, never having subsided far after Anjelica’s revelatory touch. She rode him hard, her eyes locked on his, her beautiful breasts bouncing in his face. She had cried out with a look of almost confused shock as another wave of intense pleasure engulfed her. Her nails tore at the back of his shoulders and she growled
“Oh fuck, yessss!” He came at this precise moment, thrusting himself upwards to meet her grinding. He could feel the pent up eruption flooding into her and heard his own deep moans somewhere in the distance.
They had kissed and cuddled like that for some time, whispering their love for each other. They discussed rejoining the party but decided to return to their own room – they needed to be alone together now, to be quiet. They had shared so much, but now they needed peace for their intimacy.
They dressed and before leaving, Daniel fished Isabella’s g-string from his jacket pocket and laid it neatly on Anjelica’s pillow along with his business card.
“A memory and a way of keeping in touch!” he smiled. Isabella giggled.
“Don’t worry” purred Daniel. “I’ll buy you some more!” He kissed her lovingly as she beamed at him.
They walked arm-in-arm down the corridors, not saying a word. They reached their room and undressed in front of each other, now completely relaxed together. He watched as she stepped once again out of her dress and realised how he had fallen for her. She was so beautiful. They continued to hold onto each other as they showered, never moving more than a few inches apart, taking it in turns lovingly to smooth shower gel into each other’s skin.
They towelled off and climbed naked into bed between the crisp sheets, their bodies entwined, their hands gently stroking the other’s skin; then swiftly fell into a contented sleep.
* * * *
She stirred. He held her close.
sleepily she raised her head and slowly focussed on him. He smiled and kissed her. He could see her eyes widen as the memory of last night hit her, then she smiled so sweetly back at him and returned his loving kiss.
They lay there wrapped around each other gently talking through what had happened, giggling and kissing. Her hand snaked down his stomach and found him semi-hard. As they talked she held him, moving her hand slowly back and forth, feeling him respond. He stopped talking and their kissing became more passionate, then he rolled over onto her and she opened to him. He pushed slowly into her, looking deeply into her eyes.
“I love you”. He said simply.
Her eyes widened in surprise at hearing him say it so clearly.
“I love you too.”
The made love slowly, locked together in that warmth that occurs immediately after waking. Afterwards they dozed again before Room Service brought fresh croissants and coffee. He watched as she ate. She was wearing a brilliant white towelling robe, which she had tied loosely. As she moved her legs up under her on the chair he caught a glimpse of her breasts and her neatly trimmed pussy. He adored looking at her, and loved how she was no longer shy in front of him.
Eventually they had to leave their haven and they both found their parting deeply painful. It seemed wrong not to be together.
In the following days his mind was consumed by her. It was a Bank Holiday weekend so he could not even see her in the office.
He had to see her again and he became obsessed with giving her a new experience. She had experienced so much that was new to her already, but we wanted to give her everything – every new experience he could. He wanted to treat her. He started planning, idea after idea striking him.
* * * *
Isabella received an email from him the next day at work asking when she would be free again for a whole night.
As it happened, Josh was going to be away with his family the following weekend. She emailed Daniel, her heart racing. His response was swift.
It simply read: ‘You are mine that weekend. Keep it free and further instructions will follow.’
The following week at work was difficult for them both; having to hide the chemistry between them was nigh-on impossible and when they could, they snatched moments to touch and kiss.
On the Wednesday a typed envelope landed on Isabella’s desk. She waited until everyone in the office was quiet and involved in their work, then slit it open. A plain card was inside with simply the following words:
Hilton, Park Lane. Saturday 3pm. Room 1073.
Her heart thumped in her chest. What was this? What should she wear? Would she need an overnight bag? She didn’t care. It was more time with Daniel.
Daniel was secretly watching her and he smiled with satisfaction at how flustered she was. All was ready.
* * * *
Isabella stood at the entrance to the Hilton. It was a huge building and she had to crane her neck right back to be able to see the top. She clutched a small overnight bag, just in case. She checked her watch. It was five-to-three. Time to go.
She stood demurely in the lift. Thank God it was empty. She hit ‘10’ and the lift started to ascend. She was a little annoyed as the lift paused at the 4th floor. A portly man in his late fifties entered and smiled at her. She blushed. She was here purely for sex with a married man. Did it show?
The lift resumed its journey and her mind wandered. ‘How many people are fucking in this hotel right now?’ she thought. Probably quite a few. She always found hotels sexy. There were probably husbands and wives; lovers; gay couples, threesomes and moresomes all getting it on somewhere behind the lines of closed, secret doors. A blur of writhing bodies danced around her thoughts. She thought about sex constantly. At times she wondered why people didn't just spend all day fucking…why the hell not, it was so good!
The loud ‘ping’ shook her out of her daydreaming. The tenth floor! The man stood aside and smiled at her again. She smiled back and, feeling playful, blew him a quick kiss just as the doors were closing. She just caught sight of his beaming smile. She was alone again. There was large table with a beautiful flower arrangement in the spacious area outside the lift doors. Two corridors led off to the left and right. She checked the signs and took the left turn, struggling to walk easily on the plush carpet.
Room 1073 was at the far end of the corridor. She moved up to the door and paused to gather herself. What now?
She knocked lightly.
A moment later the door opened and Daniel was there. They kissed and held each other.
“Come on in my sexy girl”
She walked in to the huge room. It was furnished with a modern feel and was dominated by the enormous bed in the middle of the near wall. To one side of the bed were huge mirrors, clearly masking cupboard space. She instantly imagined watching herself and Daniel making love, seeing so clearly him fucking her from behind.
In the middle of the room were two large light brown leather sofas and a huge glass-topped coffee table. There were windows on two adjacent sides filling the room with afternoon light. She danced over to them and realised one set overlooked Hyde Park.
“Oh Daniel, what a beautiful room!” she gasped. She ran to him and they kissed urgently. He pulled her firmly to him. She wilted in his grip.
He felt her hand moving to the front of his trousers, but he pulled back and looked intently at her.
“Darling. I have something very special planned for you today. But I need to take control of you. You have to do as I say and trust me. I promise it will be very special for us both. Will you do that? Will you trust me?”
She stared at him for a second and felt a throbbing in the pit of her stomach and down into her groin. She could sense the moisture gathering there already. What had he got planned?
“Yes” she replied simply. “Yes.”
He kissed her tenderly. “Just remember, I love you and I will look after you.”
He walked to the sofa and picked up a large rectangular box tied with a large scarlet ribbon.
“Put these on...”
He moved to the table and poured two glasses of Champagne. He handed one to her, then sat back on the sofa and watched her open the parcel.
Isabella was clearly excited; she loved presents. She carefully untied the silk ribbon and lifted the lid off the box. She gasped. Inside was a beautiful collection. She took each item out one by one. Black silk stockings; a stunning black lacy waspie with scarlet detailing; a black lace bra that she realised would cover part of her breasts, but would leave her nipples perfectly exposed; a stunning white pearl choker necklace; and a gorgeous pair of 6 inch stiletto black ankle boots. And at the bottom of the pile, a long, black silk strip of material. She noticed there were no knickers.
“Oh Daniel, they’re beautiful!”
He sat back sipping his drink.
“Put them on. And I will watch you dress.”
She stood up tall, suddenly confident in his loving gaze. She would put on a real show for him. She undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She had his favourite thigh highs on and flimsy lace French knickers. She turned away from him to let him have a good view of her bottom. Then she turned back and, biting her bottom lip suggestively, slowly unbuttoned her blouse, all the while looking him directly in the eye. He held her gaze, his eyes sparkling.
She slipped out of the blouse and reached back to unhook her bra. She let it fall theatrically to the floor. Then she turned again and facing away from him and while keeping her legs straight, bent forward to undo her shoes, presenting him with a perfect view of her spread arse, clearly visible through the thin material of her knickers. She kicked her shoes off and then peeled her knickers slowly down to the floor, still keeping her knees straight. He could see very clearly how moist she was already.
Then she perched on the side of the bed and slowly rolled the thigh highs off, now and then opening her thighs to give him further tantalising flashes of her pussy.
Daniel was mesmerised and his cock was already rigid in his black trousers. He adored the way she looked and the way she moved. It was all he could do to stop himself from going to her now, flipping her onto her stomach on the bed and plunging his hard, ready cock deep inside her. But he had other plans.
He watched as she slowly dressed in the stunning outfit. She looked incredible. Her breasts were shown off perfectly and the way the black lingerie framed her tiny strip of pubic hair was stunning. The boots caused her calf and thigh muscles to become taught and shapely. Stunning...
He moved to her and helped fasten the choker, and when he had finished, she held the strip of black silk up to him.
“I don’t know what you have planned with this. Are you going to tie me up?”
“Do you still trust me?” he replied
“Always”
He gently turned her away from him and placed the centre of the material over her eyes. She shuddered.
He tied it tight around her head. She could see nothing. She immediately felt a little disorientated and vulnerable.
He led her gently to the sofa and sat her down. She heard him move away and then realised he was drawing the curtains. The idea of the room now being dark made her feel a little less exposed. She heard him rustling about a little in front of her and then he helped her back to her feet. He led forward a couple of paces and then softly told her she needed to get onto all fours. He helped her forward and she realised she was climbing onto the coffee table where Daniel had placed several cushions. What was going on? She did as she was told though and got onto all fours, her bottom pushed out and totally exposed.
“OK darling. Trust me... You are about to have a new experience. Just let it all happen. And remember I love you”
She could hear him walking away. She strained to listen. Then she heard the door open! She started to tremble a little. Was he leaving? She could hear a faint murmur – was he was speaking to someone?
The door softly closed. Footsteps back towards her. She waited. Then she held her breath. The soft steps were on either side of her...around her....who was there?
“Daniel!” she softly asked.
“I’m here baby. Right here. Trust me”. And she did. She did trust him. He made her feel safe.
A hand was placed on her side. Cool, dry. She shivered and felt the tiny hairs raise across her skin. A kiss was planted on her shoulder. She turned her head a little. Another hand stroked the back of her thigh...then up and over her buttocks. She whimpered, so turned on. A powerful ache spread through her belly and she could feel the wetness overwhelming her between her legs. Oh dear God…she was surrounded by people…people she didn't know, all around her, looking at her exposed body, free to do anything to her. The feeling terrified and excited her beyond belief.
Hands and lips brushed all over her body. She tried to identify how many, but her senses were in overload. Fingers swept over her swollen pussy lips, a fingertip slightly dipping inside. Oh God it felt good. She arched her back, trying to push against the fingers, needing now to be satisfied. The fingers teased her though, pulling back and not being forced inside.
She gasped as yet more fingers suddenly brushed over her erect nipple. They circled it and brushed over it again. Then pinched and sc****d. She was shaking more now and for a moment thought she might lose her balance.
Her other nipple was suddenly engulfed in warmth and she felt a tongue teasing it. Who was this? Who was there? She was utterly open and at their mercy. But it felt so incredible!
A tongue now replaced the fingers on her pussy. It flicked expertly over her, sweeping up her honey. Her bra was being removed and little support she had had, now disappeared and her breasts swung free. She loved that feeling. She felt full and ripe. Her legs were now juddering and she really did feel she might pass out. Her body was on fire with the different sensations.
Strong hands, Daniel’s hands she knew, supported her and helped her to roll over onto her back. She felt relief at being more stable. But there was no let-up as the hands and mouths resumed their attention to her. Her thighs were forced apart and a mouth was on her pussy. Oh God that felt good! Definitely a man because she could feel the slight scr****g of stubble. Daniel?
She sensed movement near her and she could smell perfume, a woman’s perfume. There was something familiar about it, but she was distracted from trying to remember as lips met hers in a tender, loving kiss. She felt the soft skin; tasted the sweet lipstick. She reached up and kissed the girl back. The girl’s tongue pressed gently into her mouth and she remembered Anjelica. She reached up and her hands found the girl’s skin. She felt around and realised the girl was naked. She found her breasts, full and heavy, with hard nipples. Not Anjelica, then. But so feminine. She kneaded them and pinched the nipples playfully. The girl’s kisses became more passionate. Isabella felt she might come just from this.
She wondered which hands were Daniel’s, or was he simply watching?
She felt the girl jolt forward a little and heard her moan. Then she heard the unmistakable sound of fucking. The girl was still kissing her, but clearly was being fucked from behind. Who by? Daniel? She wanted to see. She started to bring her hand to her blindfold but a strong hand grasped hers and pulled it away. Daniel’s voice was right beside her.
“Not yet my beautiful girl...soon.”
She melted at the sound of him. The girl now lowered her breasts to Isabella and her mouth soon found the hard nipple. She chewed on it hungrily, sucking and teasing. The nipple responded by swelling and hardening. She toyed with it just as she liked to be toyed with. The girl moaned.
The sound of the girl’s voice and her scent suddenly struck a note of recognition in Isabella’s mind. She did know who this was!
But before she could focus in on the identity of her new female lover, she felt something push into her pussy...a thick cock was forcing her open. Oh God...yes. Strong hands held her thighs as centimetre by delicious centimetre the cock forced its way inside her. She groaned...
“Oh yes...oh yes....that’s good....that’s so good” she panted, her mind starting to explode with the sensations. She bit gently onto the nipple which was being force-fed into her mouth. She was aware still of the sound of fucking and the rocking of the girl. Was Daniel fucking her or the girl? Who was the other man?
She heard the girl speak now: “Yeah, fuck her honey – fuck her sweet pussy! Does she feel tight on you honey?”
Now she knew. Her mind was exploding in light as she realised. Tamara! Oh God, Tamara! And it must be her boyfriend Carl fucking her!
Isabella could picture Carl: well built and seriously good looking if not blessed with a great deal of sense. She thought he looked like he was Spanish will beautiful olives skin. The realisation it was his cock pushing into her, that it was naked Tamara that was pushing her tits in her face and that Daniel might be fucking Tamara from behind while watching her...waaaay too hot...
Carl was building up some serious rhythm and it felt so good.
“Fuck me Carl...fuck me, fuck me” she yelped.
Tamara giggled and Isabella heard her ask permission. Daniel agreed. Tamara gently removed Isabella’s blindfold.
The first things she focussed on were Tamara’s beautiful large breasts hanging over her face. She craned her neck and looked at Carl, his chest straining as he pumped into her, sweat covering his face. He grinned at her, shortly before he groaned and threw his head back. She could feel his cock convulsing deep inside her and his warmth spreading into her. Carl fell back, his cock slipping out of her. She felt his come dripping out of her pussy. Tamara moved around and lay on top of Isabella.
“Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted to kiss you?” she purred.
Then she lowered her face to her and gave her a slow, sensual kiss, her hot tongue exploring her. The kiss was so soft and beautiful. Isabella felt her pussy contract. Tamara’s heavy breasts pushed against her own and Tamara gently moved so their nipples grazed against each other. Isabella’s hands explored Tamara’s soft back and round bum. She brought one thigh up between Tamara’s thighs and Tamara ground down on her, her wet pussy soaking Isabella’s thigh. In turn, Tamara’s thigh was pressing into Isabella, wiping away Carl’s come.
Daniel appeared beside them and the three of them embraced. Their tongues and mouths met in a three-way kiss. Isabella instinctively reached for his cock and she felt how slick he was with Tamara’s honey. She massaged him, lost in this squirming mass of bodies.
She wanted to take him in her mouth – an overpowering need.
“I want to suck you” she whispered. He manoeuvred up and slipped his cock between Isabella and Tamara’s mouths. They kissed his cock and each other, their tongues enveloping him and each other. Isabella could taste Tamara’s sweet juice on him – so erotic...
As they lavished their attention on his cock, Carl was back, running his hands over the girls’ backs, thighs and bottoms. He slipped his fingers into each of them and they wriggled to allow him full access. They squirmed at his attention, letting him finger fuck them hard. Isabella had never felt this turned on before. Her world had opened up to so many new experiences. And she knew she kept needing more now; needed to experience life to the full. She was lost. Her focus was on Daniel’s cock. She grasped him and started to suck and lick him, realising she wanted to make him come this way, wanted him to know how she needed him. Tamara was coming, her hands stroking Daniel’s balls and bum.
She heard Daniel’s breath quicken. She wanked him harder as she sucked him furiously.
“I’m gonna come...” he grunted. But she didn't let him go. She clamped her mouth around him and felt his hot liquid fire into her mouth. She had never really been into this before, but at this moment it was as if she was born to do this; all she ever wanted. He tasted sweet and of their love. He bent double as he came and she kissed and sucked him so lovingly, a safe haven for him at his most vulnerable...
* * * *
They showered in turn and then shared several glasses of very chilled Champagne together. They were all so comfortable in each others’ company now. Tamara and Isabella kissed a good deal as did Tamara and Carl, Daniel and Isabella.
After a while the heat began to rise again and they shared another erotic time, Tamara lying on her back on the bed being fucked by Carl, while Isabella was on all fours next to Tamara, kissing her while being fucked from behind by Daniel.
They all showered again and then, with long, lingering kisses, Tamara and Carl reluctantly left; with assurances that they would all meet up again sometime.
Daniel and Isabella climbed naked into the large bed and curled around each other. For a long time they said nothing, simply holding each other and kissing softly. Then Isabella turned away from Daniel, lifting one thigh back and across him, guiding him inside her. They made love like this, Daniel’s hands caressing her breasts as he kissed the back of her neck, her shoulders and hair.
He came quietly deep within her and the fell asleep, locked together...in love and bound to each other for ever.
TO BE CONTINUED ...
Blaze
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