The Hotel Room

Jake was bored. He and his beautiful girlfriend, Emma, had
been in the hotel bar for what felt like hours. The collar of his shirt was
starting to itch, and his shoes were hard and uncomfortable. The only thing
keeping him from walking out was being able to look over at Emma. She was
absolutely gorgeous. Wearing a stunning red evening dress, that flowed over her
curves, draped over her breasts, allowing just a peek of her cleavage, she
looked like an angel. Sitting with one elegant, lightly tanned leg resting on
the other she caught his eye.

He was leant up against the bar ordering their drinks when
she moved over to him from their table.

“You ok?” He turned to her as she spoke, filling his eyes
with her sumptuous lips.

“Yeah. You fancy going up to our room?”

“I thought you’d never ask” She smiled a little; just enough
to allow a glint to escape from her eye. He knew that glint. He knew it well.
Just the thought of what possible things were fling through her head right now
made his heart begin to thump.

They flirted in the lift, perhaps more so than when they
first met. But somehow it was comfortable. They could grab bits of each other
without the feeling of pushing the boundaries. All alone with him, Emma could
feel a deep hunger inside herself. They had already made love today, but now
she wanted more. Pinning him gently against the wall, she kissed him. His lips,
his neck, his hands. Every bit of him tasted so sweet and delicious. She felt
his hand slowly run up her leg, under her dress, ending at her waist. The
thrill of feeling him tough her made her inhale sharply. She could barely
contain herself.

The lift opened straight into the hotel room. It was one of
the top suites, complete with a luxury double bed with a beautiful white bed spread.
With doors opening out onto the balcony, and subtle lighting it was the most
romantic room in the hotel. Kicking their shoes off, kissing and walking in
sync, they clumsily made there way to the bed.

“Wait”, Jake said, “the bathroom.”

He took her by the waist and guided her towards their huge
ensuite. With a round tub that had been filled by the butler of steaming hot
water, Emma was overcome with sexual desire. Frantically undressing each other,
they made there way into the breathtaking warmth of the water. She sat him
down, and he popped himself up against the edge.

“I want you. So bad” she whispered in his ear as she knelt
over him.

He thought he was going to explode. He was aching for her,
begging to feel her hot, writhing body on him. When she took his penis in her
hand, he nearly came, there and then. His body shuddered with anticipation, the
suspense excruciating. Finally, he felt her. Not her hands, her. He moaned,
unintentionally thrusting his hips towards her. Waiting for the yelp of pain,
or something to say he’d done wrong, he looked at her. She was stuck in a pose
of absolute ecstasy. Her head was thrown back, her glorious, long, wavy brown
hair reaching down her chest, all her muscles highlighted in the dim light.
Slowly bringing her eyes to his, she slowly breathed out. Then her hips started
to move. Faster and faster.

His breathing became rapid. His was heart hitting the inside
of his chest with incredible force. Her breathing was heavy, her moaning louder
and more intense. He could feel a pressure building in his testicles. He knew
he was close. The intense feeling of the water and his beautiful girlfriend
stimulating the most sensitive part of him with the most sensitive part of her
was almost too much to bear. He couldn’t hold it much longer. He desperately
wanted them to come at the same time.

“Oh God” he moaned. She grabbed his chest with her hands
firmly. “Em!”

He salt bolt upright. She had to lean back on him, forcing
him deeper inside her. She squealed with pleasure. She knew he was coming,
which made her orgasm tease her. She’d felt close for such a long time, and
this was the turning point.

He grabbed her bum cheeks with both his hands and moved her
effortlessly over him. He could feel his sperm move down his hard shaft, ever
so slowly, prolonging the achingly glorious feeling. Her muscles were so
clenched, she couldn’t breathe. Her clitoris had begun to pulsate as her climax
came. She felt herself come before she actually peaked. It was incredible. As the
first wave of his orgasm hit him, Jake thrusted uncontrollably into her. Wave after
wave of absolute delight rocked through him, the amount that he actually came
surprised him. With his back arched, and his penis still solid, her orgasm
wouldn’t end. Her whole body shook, acting like a vibrator on him. She was
squeezing every last drop out of him. They collapsed into each other, the water
rippling around them. Panting like dogs, they just held each other, still
inside each other.