Middle Aged Folly Pt2
There was something not quite right, I came to but something was amiss. I know the alarm had gone off, nothing new there, sleeping through but my watch only said 10. I looked around the room, just a typical hotel, built with the business traveller in mind. Then it came to me, not quite an epiphany admittedly but it was a Friday night, or perhaps a Saturday morning but then I realised, the shower was running. Venturing into the bathroom, all of about five strides, I saw the same girl from my dream, naked, looking like she should be in a shampoo commercial. Her long hair was wet and dark, the water was running down her body in rivulets. She looked at me, those dark pools causing my groin to ache. Smiling she turned the shower to cold and immediately her nipples hardened and she gave out a small moan.
This truly was unreal, here she was, this beautiful girl in her mid twenties, in my hotel room, in my shower. Me, a 44 year old guy, but I was not complaining. "You may want to join me?" Nira said huskily and well, that's not an invitation you refuse. I dropped my towel and stepped into the booth, making sure the temperature was back to normal. She began soaping my body, her hands exploring everywhere but lingering on my nipples as my cock began to harden. Looking straight into my eyes, Nira took a large handful of shower gel and began to wash my balls and stroke my shaft. I had to lean against the shower wall as the sensations overwhelmed me. Her ministrations made my groin the very epicentre of my being. Every other thought was dispelled as she worked her magic. Squeezing my balls, teasing the tip of my glans, pulling hard on my shaft, everything just caused me to moan and give myself over to pleasure.
"Rich", she whispered in my ear, "turn round". I did as asked and faced the wall. I could feel the cool gel run down between my arse cheeks. I knew what was coming and pushed my backside towards her. "Oh look at you, you dirty slut" she laughed and pushed the first finger deep into my hole. "I think you can take at least another" and she proved herself right as another digit penetrated me. This one began to stretch me more and I moaned, a moan that became louder as Nira reached round and began to stroke me. I felt as if I had never been so hard, the water cascading over us, her fingers starting to move in and out, fucking me in time with her masturbating my cock. I felt my balls begin to tighten, I'd never experienced anything like this but before I even thought about it, Nira whispered in my ear "Oh no, not yet, there are a few other things I want before you can even contemplate your climax. Dry me off and let's go back into the bedroom". Well that's not the instruction you turn down so I enjoyed rubbing her dry with a soft, fluffy towel, paying extra attention to her breasts, bum and between her legs. I got to see the soft blonde hairs that lightly covered her mound, almost undetectable except up close.
Back in the bedroom I was told to sit on the sofa and relax. Have a drink she said and as I poured a couple of gin and tonics, I watched her get dressed again. This time however, black seamed stockings, a suspender belt with thick straps, eight I counted. Funny how somethings remain in the memory... A matching bra and panty set completed the underwear and she stepped into a little black dress and slipped on some killer heels. God this girl looked amazing, her hair still slightly damp, her skin a light olive colour from the recent sun and a smattering of very cute freckles completed the look. "Time for a quick nightcap?" she asked. I couldn't get my jeans on quick enough. We probably looked a little mismatched but hey, I couldn't care less! The barman was the same guy from the Reception. He looked at me briefly, but couldn't take his eyes off Nira. You couldn't blame him, she looked gorgeous. There weren't many others in the bar but the men all looked on with lust in their eyes, the women with a great deal of envy but perhaps it was my imagination, but I'm sure one lady looked on lustily. I must ask Nira if she noticed...
We sat down on a large sofa, drinks on the table and she curled into me. I could smell her freshness and she smelled damn good. Her long legs were curled up on the sofa, her heels having been kicked off and I am sure the barman could see the tops of her stockings, he certainly wasn't looking anywhere else that's for sure! Nira took an ice cube into her mouth and sucked on it lustily. Both the barman and I probably gave an involuntary groan at this point! "I have an idea" she announced, "when we leave here, be sure to bring some ice cubes with us". Intrigued I wanted to know more but she was giving nothing away. We finished our second round of drinks and tipping the barman generously, I took a full ice bucket back up to the room. It was almost groundhog day trying to open the door with this lovely girl jumping on my back and biting my neck and nibbling my ear.
As for what she did with those ice cubes, I'll tell all in Part Three :)
This truly was unreal, here she was, this beautiful girl in her mid twenties, in my hotel room, in my shower. Me, a 44 year old guy, but I was not complaining. "You may want to join me?" Nira said huskily and well, that's not an invitation you refuse. I dropped my towel and stepped into the booth, making sure the temperature was back to normal. She began soaping my body, her hands exploring everywhere but lingering on my nipples as my cock began to harden. Looking straight into my eyes, Nira took a large handful of shower gel and began to wash my balls and stroke my shaft. I had to lean against the shower wall as the sensations overwhelmed me. Her ministrations made my groin the very epicentre of my being. Every other thought was dispelled as she worked her magic. Squeezing my balls, teasing the tip of my glans, pulling hard on my shaft, everything just caused me to moan and give myself over to pleasure.
"Rich", she whispered in my ear, "turn round". I did as asked and faced the wall. I could feel the cool gel run down between my arse cheeks. I knew what was coming and pushed my backside towards her. "Oh look at you, you dirty slut" she laughed and pushed the first finger deep into my hole. "I think you can take at least another" and she proved herself right as another digit penetrated me. This one began to stretch me more and I moaned, a moan that became louder as Nira reached round and began to stroke me. I felt as if I had never been so hard, the water cascading over us, her fingers starting to move in and out, fucking me in time with her masturbating my cock. I felt my balls begin to tighten, I'd never experienced anything like this but before I even thought about it, Nira whispered in my ear "Oh no, not yet, there are a few other things I want before you can even contemplate your climax. Dry me off and let's go back into the bedroom". Well that's not the instruction you turn down so I enjoyed rubbing her dry with a soft, fluffy towel, paying extra attention to her breasts, bum and between her legs. I got to see the soft blonde hairs that lightly covered her mound, almost undetectable except up close.
Back in the bedroom I was told to sit on the sofa and relax. Have a drink she said and as I poured a couple of gin and tonics, I watched her get dressed again. This time however, black seamed stockings, a suspender belt with thick straps, eight I counted. Funny how somethings remain in the memory... A matching bra and panty set completed the underwear and she stepped into a little black dress and slipped on some killer heels. God this girl looked amazing, her hair still slightly damp, her skin a light olive colour from the recent sun and a smattering of very cute freckles completed the look. "Time for a quick nightcap?" she asked. I couldn't get my jeans on quick enough. We probably looked a little mismatched but hey, I couldn't care less! The barman was the same guy from the Reception. He looked at me briefly, but couldn't take his eyes off Nira. You couldn't blame him, she looked gorgeous. There weren't many others in the bar but the men all looked on with lust in their eyes, the women with a great deal of envy but perhaps it was my imagination, but I'm sure one lady looked on lustily. I must ask Nira if she noticed...
We sat down on a large sofa, drinks on the table and she curled into me. I could smell her freshness and she smelled damn good. Her long legs were curled up on the sofa, her heels having been kicked off and I am sure the barman could see the tops of her stockings, he certainly wasn't looking anywhere else that's for sure! Nira took an ice cube into her mouth and sucked on it lustily. Both the barman and I probably gave an involuntary groan at this point! "I have an idea" she announced, "when we leave here, be sure to bring some ice cubes with us". Intrigued I wanted to know more but she was giving nothing away. We finished our second round of drinks and tipping the barman generously, I took a full ice bucket back up to the room. It was almost groundhog day trying to open the door with this lovely girl jumping on my back and biting my neck and nibbling my ear.
As for what she did with those ice cubes, I'll tell all in Part Three :)
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