Chapter 1 - (Him)

'I've put some clothes on the bed for you,' I said as I watch you step from the shower, water dripping from your body as you wrap yourself in the towel.

'This top and skirt?'

'Yep'

'I could wear some sexy underwear with these,' the smile in your voice is unmistakable.

'No,' I said. 'No underwear.'

You slip out of the towel and pick up the white cotton top. I lean on the bathroom doorpost and admire your nakedness. Your legs, ass, cunt, soft stomach, gorgeous tits, long neck, beautiful face...

Your eyes spark excitement as you slip the top on and it brushes your nipples. You lick your lips in anticipation as you do up the buttons, then pick up the skirt.

I walk up to you and undo the top four buttons exposing your breasts to any careless or sudden movement you might make. You look questioningly at me so I kiss you. Our passion stirs and my cock hardens inside my trousers. I pull back, another pair of lips on my mind.

I drop to my knees and take your pussy lips into my mouth then slip my tongue inside you. I taste the flavour of your wetness. Fuck, this turns me on. Holding your ass cheeks as I French-kiss your cunt, I allow a finger to slowly caress your asshole. Your moan is long, low and invites further invitation.

My tongue opens your pussy lips, I find your clit, suck it into my mouth and allow my tongue to play with it. I feel you arch backwards as you pull my head firmly into you and thrust yourself at my mouth.

God, I'm enjoying you. Your taste, your juices. Your cunt is fantastic and I want to devour it but there isn't time. I shrug out from beneath your hand, get to my feet as you reach for a tissue but I catch your wrist.

'You want me to go out almost naked and wet?'

I struggle to take my eyes off your tits and look into your eyes. 'I do.'

I watch you finish dressing. 'You look fucking fantastic.' And I'm right. You look horny and feminine, slutty and ladylike. And when you smile your face lights up and you look beautiful. I kiss you again and you taste yourself on my lips, the promise of things to come.

We leave the room and walk to the elevator. You press the button and I slide my hand onto your ass. You give a little groan, turn to kiss me and your top parts as you move making your breasts available to my hungry gaze. I feel my cock harden some more and you feel the dampness between your legs. I'm not the only one with yearning desire.

The lift pings, the doors open. It's empty. We step in. You push the button for the floor we need and as the doors close I push you against the wall and slip my hand beneath your so-short skirt.

'People will be able to see my cu...' You say but I cut you off with a kiss as my fingers caress you. You're surprised at the tenderness of the kiss and you open your legs and your mouth to me because you want to be taken. I hold your hair against the elevator wall, you're unable to move your head. I pull back from our kiss, look into your eyes and tell you I want you. Then I kiss your cheek, move further forward, breathe softly against your ear and, as a finger penetrates you, you give a soft moan of desire. The elevator slows, I allow us to pull back, the door opens and I hold back to allow my magnificent woman to exit first.

The young woman waiting for the lift can smell our desire or your cunt or both. She looks at you then me then back to you and I can see her appetite beginning to form. But that's not for now.

We go to the hotel bar, sit on barstools and order drinks. The bar staff can't stop themselves from looking at your almost completely visible tits. The people seated at tables behind us can clearly see your naked ass. We both enjoy the show you're giving them. I feel the precum start to leak onto the head of my cock.

We have a few drinks and we talk. We talk about sex and work and sex and people and sex and sex. It's all about our sex. Nobody else's. Eventually we decide to go for a walk before returning to our room.

Out in the cool night air we pass a darkened alley. I pull you just inside the gloom and hold you. My mouth on yours, my tongue desperate for you, as desperate as I am, as desperate as my cock is. I want to feel every inch of you against me. I want to be inside you. I. Want. To. Own. You.

My erection is hard now. You press yourself against me and you feel my hard-on so near where you want it yet so far away. I undo the final few buttons on your top, it hangs open, only your lack of movement keeps your breasts concealed for now.

'Cinema, back to the hotel bar, a pub, or straight to the room for some fucking?' I ask.

'Why cinema?'

'We could fuck. Maybe we would be seen. Maybe someone would watch.'

'And the pub?'

'Same sort of thing.'

'Hotel bar?'

'We might find a girl or boy to come up to the room and watch you get fucked.'

By way of an answer, you kiss me, hungrily, your naked breasts brush against my suit jacket. As we kiss, I move a hand upwards and slowly take a firm grip on your throat. You know what you need. You fumble for my zip and pull my hard, wet cock out, lift the hem of your so-short skirt and slide my wet cockhead between your cunt lips.

I wonder what your decision is going to be...

Chapter 2 (Her)

You are tied up, and I am kissing you.

You cannot touch me but your cock is hard, and you are moving your hips.

You are desperate for me to touch your cock. But I simply kiss you. And run a lazy finger around one of your nipples.

You are kneeling on the floor, facing the bed.

I am wearing black. Black stockings, with a black suspender belt, black tie-sided Brazilian briefs and a bondage style strappy bra.

I turn away from you, giving you the full effect of how gorgeous my body looks, and bend over, so that you can see how wet my panties are. I move closer to your face, and you can smell me... you groan...

I walk over to the bed and lie down.

The door opens, and a man walks in. He is naked, and his cock is as hard as yours.

He stands, waiting, until I beckon him over.

Your eyes follow his every move.

He crawls onto the bed and kisses me. And my hands pull him closer... stealing down to grab his ass as I grind my pelvis up into him.

He unties the ribbon on my pants, and I'm looking at you.

I can see the precum leaking from the head of your cock- your thighs are getting wet.

He kneels between my legs and lifts my hips, pulling me towards him and onto his cock.

He enters me and his cock fills me up, stretching me deliciously and making my pussy contract over it.

My eyes roll back and I moan as he starts to fuck me... slowly at first. Each thrust is deliberate, and hard. Each feels deeper the last.

My hands are gripping the bedclothes as I bring my hips up to meet each thrust. Greedy and ecstatic.

Soon, he can no longer be deliberate. He is lost in fucking me and I am looking at you, watching him.

He is close to cumming and I grab his ass and pull him deeper. He groans, loudly, and then cums really hard inside me. I am looking at you....

When he is finished, he gets off me, and walks over to you.

He puts his hand behind the back of your head, and guides his cock into your mouth.

You can taste me, and him. You suck his cock clean, and his erection stiffens again...