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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Unlike most of my other stories, this is pure fantasy.
It's a fantasy of mine. Something I've never done, however I was inspired to write it down and share it after reading some hotel fantasies a fab friend, at least I think we are becoming friends, wrote. Her writing is incredible, I hope she enjoys this as much as I enjoyed reading her blog posts.
The hotel this is based on is real. It's one I stayed in with my wife several years ago.
The hotel had extensive grounds outside the ground floor patio doors. There really was a four poster bed directly opposite those large floor to ceiling glass doors. Almost exactly the same width as the bed itself. It's almost as though they expected exhibitionist couples to fuck in full view of the gardens. We did. Doors closed and lights on each night of our stay.
I don't remember the name of the hotel but I remember it was in Cheshire. It had a golf course, swimming pool, sauna and hot tubs. We had some some fun in the sauna one evening when we thought we were alone and got caught by another couple just as my hard cock was deep inside my wife's mouth. The fuck in our room that night was more intense than usual.
On with the fantasy. I hope you all enjoy reading it. Especially, you know who.
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Arriving at the hotel we were not disappointed. 'Luxurious yet not pretentious' was the way TripAdvisor described it. We agreed.
We'd booked this particular hotel after seeing pictures of the rooms other visitors had posted. We would be taking many pictures ourselves this weekend though it's unlikely any of them would be suitable for TripAdvisor.
"Ground floor room opening onto gardens Mr Smith. I hope you enjoy your stay with us" the receptionist smiled handing the key to a handsome young man beside us. The handsome young man, our bellboy, picked up our bags and we followed him through the corridors arm in arm, your eyes unable to resist watching his tight behind encased in those tight trousers. I saw you licking your lips.
He opened the room and held the door for us then followed us in with our bags.
The room was large with a four poster bed sat opposite large patio doors that opened onto a terrace seperating the hotel from the extensive gardens. The bed was ideally placed for what we had in mind. Framed in the large glass doors perfectly.
"Would you like me to unpack your bags sir, Madame?" The handsome young man asked after giving us a few moments to appraise the room.
We looked at each other and smiled. You nodded to me subtly.
"Yes, thank you." I replied as I opened the patio doors leading you outside. You blinked in the bright sunlight as it illuminated your beautiful face until your eyes adjusted.
"He's going to get a surprise" you whispered to me, smiling.
"Let's hope it's a nice one" I replied leaning down to gently kiss your perfect lips.
You did have some normal clothes in your case but the majority of the space was taken up with underwear and one or two toys we'd brought along for the weekend.
We sat down outside on the patio positioned to try to gauge his reaction upon opening your case once he'd finished hanging my clothes.
When he did his back was turned. Your eyes were still finding it difficult to look beyond his cute pert behind.
He threw open the lid and paused. I'd seen the inside of your case already and knew exactly what faced him. Neatly on top of your clothes was a 12 inch, thick, vibrator, a tube of sex lube, blindfold, handcuffs and silk ties that would later be used to secure your arms and legs to the four corner posts of the bed.
Beneath the toys several sets of erotic lingerie seperated the toys from your normal clothing.
I smiled to myself and squeezed your leg just above the knee. You were wearing an elegant summer dress that floated in a summer breeze. It was decent, mostly. The dress was cut rather high up the side affording a flash of shapely thigh clad in stockings which were held in place by suspenders. When the wind gusted just right your thigh became exposed to admiring glances.
A strong gust at the wrong moment would threaten to reveal you had neglected to wear any panties.
The neckline plunged between your breasts. Those beautiful breasts held high by the half cup bra that matched the suspenders, however couldn't quite contain your nipples. When you leaned forward the view couldn't fail to arouse.
The bell boy wasn't sure what to do. He turned to face us and you smiled back at him, a big beautiful smile.
"Everything ok?" you called to him "do you need assistance?"
The bell boy didn't reply but looked at you, his mouth dry and the front of his trousers feeling increasingly tight.
You stood. He watched.
You approached him and a gust of wind caught your dress parting it at the slit affording him the briefest glimpse of what you wore below.
The gust of wind had been just right. You felt the breeze kiss your shaven pussy lips before your dress fell back in place. You later told me you swore you felt his eyes on your pussy for that brief moment in time.
"Just lay those out on the bed" you told him. No hint of shame in your manner or voice.
He tentatively picked up your vibrator and lay it perfectly vertically up the bed. Next came the handcuffs neatly placed beside. The blindfold draped over your vibrator followed.
The restraints he neatly folded, one by one, laying all four in a neat pile. You glanced at the front of his trousers and saw the unmistakable outline of his hard cock and licked your tongue around your lips.
Moving on to your underwear he lifted out each item one by one. Neatly refolded them and moved them to the draw.
"Do you prefer the black or the red?" You asked him "I can't make up my mind".
He coughed to clear his throat, his voice when it eventually came betrayed the dryness of his mouth.
"They both look very nice Madame" he replied politely.
"Which do you think would compliment my skin tone better" you pressed on, questioning. As you spoke your fingers caught the edge of the slit in your dress, ready.
He turned to face you appraising your body from head to toe. As his eyes moved down your body you felt your nipples tingle first as his eyes ran over, then, lower, your stomach developed butterflies.
As his eyes continued down you pulled your skirt. You fingers already gripping the edge began to reveal your toned, tanned thigh. You didn't stop, however his eyes did. Unmoving he watched as you revealed the black suspenders holding up your stockings. His eyes never moved.
You pressed on, the slit becoming ever wider as you pulled your hand across your body until finally you revealed both thighs together. You felt your shaved, beautiful, pussy framed perfectly between stockings and suspenders begin to tingle. His eyes never moved.
"The black Madame. I believe the black one would best show off your skin tone" he replied.
His eyes never moved.
You let the material fall away and your dress fell back into place, respectable. Almost.
His eyes finally moved, returning to focus on your beautiful face. As he watched you lowered your gaze to his crotch. You smiled.
As you returned outside to the patio you looked over your shoulder "thank you. Most helpful". His eyes, on your arse, never moved, until you sat beside me.
He became nervous, I was watching. I smiled warmly, he relaxed and continued to carefully put away your clothes.
His work completed he carefully put away our cases and walked outside. Standing perfectly upright, his hands clasped behind his back he asked "can I get you anything, Madame? Sir?"
His focus had shifted to you. Madame was first in his thoughts. Pulling your dress across to uncover one leg you lent forward and ran your hands from your toned thighs down to your ankle straightening your stocking. It never moved, it didn't need straightened, but leaning forward allowed your dress to fall open exposing your half naked breasts which had been your intention.
His eyes followed you down, his cock twitched as your nipples came into view. His eyes darted to me, I smiled, his eyes returned to your breasts.
"Champagne please" you said as your body straightened. You made no attempt to cover your leg and by the time you were sat upright, your breasts once more decent, the dress had fallen between your legs.
You swung your knee to the side. He smiled as he looked at your pussy. Already wet. Already tingling. Your lips parted.
He smiled.
"Sir?" He asked.
"Champagne please" I smiled
He turned and left the room after telling us he would be right back with our drinks.
I kissed you and inserted two fingers inside your wet pussy right there on the patio. Open to the extensive grounds. Visible to anyone paying close enough attention.
We didn't kiss for long. You had other ideas.
Moving inside you asked me to unzip your dress and you let it fall to the floor midway between the room door and the patio.
Unfastening your bra you shrug it off dropping it with your dress and caress your breasts. Free from their semi imprisonment it feels nice as you hold them. Your nipples now fully erect demand attention. I lean in and kiss each one.
You pick up the black lingerie the bell boy chose and slip it on. There wasn't much to it. A basque, of sorts. Lacy, frilly, no cups. Straps below to attach to your suspenders.
Once dressed you give me a twirl. I kiss you. You look stunning. Naked, almost.
You take a light gown from the hanger, itself fully transparent, sheer white, and slip it over your shoulders and we return to sit outside.
Your breasts are fully visible, nipples perfectly erect. Your pussy lips wet and already open aching to be satisfied.
The butterflies in your tummy increase as the minutes pass. You have dreamt of this for so long and today, finally, you feel the moment has arrived.
We have tried this before, mostly resulting in a good weekend, but not an excellent weekend. The chemistry has never been perfect, or the situation quite right, but you realise today, waiting for your champagne, your pussy has never craved a total stranger so much.
His body is young but mature. The attention he payed you respectful yet obviously lustful and above all else you are with a man who wishes to see your every desire fullfilled. He will look after you. You know he will do everything within his power to ensure you have the perfect evening.
There is a knock at the door. Gentle, almost nervous. The door opens and you imagine the look on his face finding your dress abandoned on the floor, your bra discarded.
Footsteps. Soft, measured, approaching. You feel your heart racing. Too late to back out now.
He appears in the doorway, then. He freezes. His eyes devour you. You feel naked, and excited as his beautiful eyes, yes they are beautiful, rest upon your body.
He is professional though. He recovers his composure just enough to carry the tray to the table and set it down.
Lifting one glass he says "Madame, your champagne". The sound of his voice makes you melt inside. The look from his eyes tells you all you need to know. He wants you.
You take the glass from him and smile up at him. You summon the courage to ask "did you make the right choice? Maybe the red one would suite me better?".
His face lights up. His choice, yes his choice, is the reason your dressed like this now, and suddenly it hits him. This dawning realisation makes him smile and gives him new found confidence, a trait you find so attractive in a man.
"Sir your champagne" he says to me before turning all his attention back to you.
"I'm confident Madame. The black really suites you. Your breasts are set off perfectly against the lace".
As he mentions your breasts you catch your breath. It's unexpected yet so exciting to hear him discussing your breasts in front of who he must assume is your husband.
"Do you really think so?" You ask raising your hands and gently running the back of your fingers over your breasts, a glancing soft touch to your nipples on the way down causing them to become even more erect.
"Yes Madame. One suggestion if I may?" He asks, seeking your approval.
"Please, be honest" you reply a half smile betraying your pleasure.
"I thing the silk restraints on your ankles and wrists would finish the outfit perfectly" he says a confident smile on his face.
Your pussy responds to his suggestion. Your mind is no longer in control of this particular situation and you are now, more than ever, acutely aware of that.
Your last hope, you glance at me. I simply smile, and nod almost imperceptibly. We have discussed this many times and you know from now on I will look after you, however, from this moment on a total stranger is fully in control.
"Show me?" You ask lifting your hand for him to take. He leads you to the bed.
He clears the bed and lays the four restraints across his forearm "Madame. Lay down please" he instructs you. Your body relaxes back and your breasts sway before settling.
He lays down the first restraint by the corner post closest to you right arm and walks around the bed laying out each one until he stands to you left. "Your arm Madame" he request.
Gingerly you stretch out your arm and feel him secure the restraint around your wrist before securing it to the post, moving down the bed he asks for your left leg and you willing comply. Secured wide he moves to your right. He no longer needs to ask, you spread your legs wide open for him. Secured in place exposing your pussy he finally fastens your right arm. You feel helpless, excited and above all horny.
His hands caress your breasts and tease your nipples before he trails his fingers down your body lower and lower. Delicate light finger tips eventually arrive at your clit and your entire body responds to his slightest touch.
As your breathing get heavier he lowers his lips to your nipples sucking one then the other into his mouth. You gasp. He kisses his way down retracing the path of his fingers until finally they touch your pussy and you feel yourself shaking. His tongue runs the length of your lips before returning to your clit which he starts to circle.
Your pussy is willing penetration and being denied it only hightens the foreplay's effect on your body.
He breaks all contact and collects the blindfold and secures it over your eyes. Deprived of sight each touch now feels more. As his lips lock around your nipple you reach your first orgasm and cry out. Never before has this happened to you.
He allows you rest until your breathing returns to close to normal and you hear the unmistakable sound of his zipper coming now. You feel your heart racing, you want his hard cock inside you. Accustomed to no sight your hearing alone tells you when he kicks off his shoes, pulls off his socks, drops his trousers to the floor and throws his underwear away. You even hear each button being unfastened on his shirt and count them.
Finally he shrugs it off and it joins the rest of his clothes discarded on the bedroom floor. You know he is naked and wish you could see his young naked body and no doubt state of arousal.
The bed beside you suddenly sags with the weight of another and you move slightly turning your head towards the shifting weight.
Before you feel it you smell his hard cock, even the precum now glistening at the tip of his shaft is intoxicating and overwhelming to your senses.
Suddenly you taste him for the first time and greedily consume his cock as he feeds it into your mouth, sucking his young shaft as he movs back and forth. He's big. You can tell.
You feel hands touching your ankles. It can't be him as one of his hands is already squeezing your breast. You know it's me. Stroking your lower legs and watching you feed on his hard, engorged, cock.
My eyes are watching your pussy closely. So wet and ready to be penetrated your lips are pouting open and your pussy contracting and relaxing with each breath you take.
I so want to slid my fingers inside you and feel how wet you are but my role is to watch, and protect. Nothing more. My touch is simply to reassure you that your safe.
I catch the bellboys eye and point to your vibrator and the lube and gesture what he should do with them. Unseeing all you feel is his cock being pulled from your mouth.
He opens the lube and coats your vibrator watching your almost naked body writhe around on the bed aching for further release.
His fingers touch you pussy and you take a sharp breath as he works them up inside and begins to finger fuck you. It feels incredible. Deprived of sight your heightened senses feel everything, so much more.
His fingers withdraw, you gasp again. Your pussy isn't ready for this to be over and you buck your hips as much as the restraints permit as your pussy searches out his fingers. You then feel the cold plastic slide inside, inch by inch. Another gasp as he flicks the switch causing intense vibrations to fill your body as he pushes the vibrator deeper until all 12 inches of fat plastic cock are stimulating your cunt.
He leaves it there, vibrating strongly, returning to your mouth where he once more offers you his young hard cock to suck.
You bob your head as best you can while he fucks your mouth. You moan and gasp around his cock unable to control anything and feeling your body responding in the only way it can to being stimulated so much. Another orgasm is close.
He grabs your breasts and pulls hard on your nipples as his cock thrusts in and out of your mouth, then, suddenly, your whole body begins to convulse. Starting deep within your stomach you feel heat, intense, perfect pleasure eminating outwards. Your juices flood your cunt as the heat radiates out towards the four supporting pillars of the bed. Your thighs burn, your breasts flush and you scream so loud as you cum.
The vibrator never stops it's constant mechanical action inside you. A mixture of intense pleasure and almost unbearable agony as your body is now so sensitive to every touch, every vibration, and, every smell. The smell of your own juices you've never before experienced to this extent. It excites you and terrifies you in equal measure.
You feel my hands on your ankles once more. Still there, still reassuring.
Your mind and body reassured relax you, just enough, just enough to trigger another orgasm. This one more intense than before. You thrash wildly the constraints around your arms and legs the only thing stopping you kicking and flailing your bound limbs.
Suddenly his cum covers your face. Your mouth fills and you swallow every beutiful drop of his young cum as more splashes onto your chest. The heat of his cum splashing onto yours breasts and nipples results in your already aroused body climaxing again.
Your cunt walls contract around the 12 inches of solid vibrating plastic cock inside you forcing it to slide out of your body. It lands on the bed, still vibrating, the tip just occasionally touching the gentle curve of your arse cheek causing you to jump each time. You breathing heavy and hard to draw now you hear a zip being pulled up. You feel my reassuring touch once more and allow your body to relax.
Still secured to the bed, and blindfold, you hear the door to the room being pulled open. You know your exposed to the corridor beyond, your breasts heaving under heavy breathing and coated in sperm your hear begins to race. Your legs tied wide apart exposing your cunt. Your vibrator still noisily announcing it's presence between you parted thighs.
"Will there be anything else sir" you hear the bellboy ask from the open doorway. You are holding your breath. Will anyone see you from outside?
"Two more glasses of champagne please. Thank you" you hear me say.
"Very good sir" the bellboy replies and finally you hear the door to the room close. Did anyone pass the room and see you? You'll never know.
You begin to breath again. Excited. Fullfilled and start to relax
You then feel a breeze on your naked flesh. The patio doors. I've opened them, wide. You hear me walk outside and the unmistakable sound of a chair creaking as I sit.
Unable to move you lie there. Your legs secured wide apart. Your cunt exposed to the expansive gardens through those wide open doors. How many people will see you like this?
You feel, content. |
