Choice Tales from the Vale – (355) An Old Soldier on Parade

 

In the small but thriving English county of Downshire, people go about the tasks of their everyday existence in ways that range from the mundane to the extraordinary, as their forebears had done for centuries before, in the varied and diverse landscape, from the Ancient forests of Dancingdean and Pepperstock, the craggy ridges and manmade lakes of the Pepperstock Hills National Park, the rolling hills of the Downshire Downs, to the beautiful Finchbottom Vale and the short but beautiful coastline to the east.

But it’s in the beautiful Downshire village of Clerembeax St Giles

situated to the west of the old market town of Abbeyvale, where the participants of this tale find themselves, at the Clerembeax Palace Hotel and Spa, and in mid-December the Hotel was dressed for Christmas.

Whereas Twenty-five-year-old receptionist Morella Garcia was dressed for lust, and she was very lusty indeed.

She was a tall and slender brunette with an ample bosom and was well equipped for lust, and her beauty combined with a complexion that betrayed her Spanish heritage meant that she was not often overlooked but was regularly looked over. 

Morella liked two things in life more than anything, they were in no particular order, horny men and hot women, and she liked her men hard, and her women wet.

She loved sex and always had, and she made no secret of the fact, and Morella had been enjoying it since losing her virginity when she was 13, and she had never gone short since.

However, if she was unable to avail herself of cock or cunny, she had an array of toys and accoutrements to satisfy her immediate needs, and she employed them very well.

Of course, working as the night shift receptionist, she had many more opportunities to exorcise her lust, because she wasn’t fussy.  

Apart from her bisexuality and being equally happy being satisfied by either gender, Morella also had no preferential “type” she didn’t care about race, creed, colour, body shape, or hair colour.

She liked the tall, short, fat, thin, athletic or couch potato, Morella would extract every ounce of pleasure out of any candidate she might choose, nor was she averse to multiple partners.

 

Working as receptionist at the Clerembeax as Christmas fast approached, she set her sights on retired Downshire Light Infantry Officer, Major Robert Nipper.

He was in his early fifties and although he was called nipper, he was anything but, standing well over six foot, and according to the gossip from the chambermaids, he was hung like a cavalry horse.

He impressed her immediately with his military bearing, straight backed and erect, she certainly hoped the latter part of the description would be factual when she pounced.

 

It was 3 am when she saw him emerge through the front door and begin to unbutton his overcoat as he crossed the deserted foyer.

Morella very quickly caught his eye, and when she saw him walking her way, she hastily adjusted the gap of her blouse and teased her nipples to erection, by the time he reached her she was already getting wet in anticipation.

“Ah Morella you’re looking as lovely as ever”

“Hello Major, a good night?” she asked as she began fingering herself through her tights

“Very” he replied

“It could soon get even better” she thought as she felt her moisture penetrating the fabric. 

She saw him glance down her blouse, first at the strategically placed bit of pale silk bra strap, then he adjusted the angle of his head, so his eyes followed the strap down until he glimpses the lace edging of her bra.

His eyes widened as he looked deeper inside her blouse and discerned the dark shaped protrusions of deep pink nipples pushing through the silk her cup.

“Got you” she thought and smiled as her juice creamed her fingertips.

“So, what are you doing?” he asked, taking her by surprise, did he know she was rubbing her pussy?

“What?”

The thought that she had been discovered however didn’t halt her lusty caress, it just excited her more and got her wetter.

“What are you doing at this ungodly hour to keep yourself amused?” he elaborated

“Frigging my pussy” she said in her head, but out loud she replied “Crossword”

“Do you need some help?” he offered

“You could help by bending me over the desk and fucking me” was what she wanted to say but instead she smiled and replied

“Yes please”

Morella continued to frig while The Major walked round the back of the reception desk and only stopped when he was stood behind her.

She had unfastened another button, but thought she may have overdone it, so placed her unsullied hand on her blouse to reduce the gape.

“Ok so where’s this puzzle?” he asked as he put his hands on her shoulders but immediately lost interest when he looked down inside her gaping blouse to her plump young breasts incased inside their pale silk cups, she knew he was looking so she lowered the hand which was restricting his view, and he could see her deep pink nipples standing proud inside her bra.

Major Nipper took her action as an invitation, so much to her delight he slid his hands from her shoulders down inside her bra and cupped her plump breasts.

“I love your cherries Morella” he exclaimed as he toyed with her stiff teats, and she murmured her appreciation.

Morella completed the unbuttoning of her blouse and undid the catch between her breast to unrestrained her perky breasts which he had enjoyed so much inside her blouse, could now enjoy them in all their splendour, and he was enjoying them, and she was loving his touch.

However, following her covert fingering, the excitement of sitting semi naked in the reception area while being fondled, and the anticipation of what she had been led to believe was a sizable piece of meat, she was incredibly horny.

The Captain was showing no sign of taking it to the next level and her pussy was on fire so she got up abruptly

“Follow me Major” she barked and walked through the door into the back office.

Once he was inside, she closed and locked the door and walked over to the desk where Morella coolly hitched her skirt up around her waist and pulled her knickers and tights down to her knees, before bending over the desk with her full weight on her elbows presenting her round pert arse, and moist pink pussy to him, open like a clamshell before his lustful gaze.

Morella turned her head and looked over her shoulder wide-eyed and expectant,

“Come on Soldier it’s time to use your weapon”

The Major undid his trousers and released his swollen member and Morella gasped.

“It’s even bigger than the chamber maids said it was”

He stepped behind her and before penetration he inserted a digit between her sticky lips, liken to checking the oil level on an engine and she let out a low appreciative moan.

He tucked in behind her and knowing the temperature of the water he plunged right in and speared her hot cunny, and Morella sucked in air through her teeth as his huge cock penetrated her and then moaned whorishly with each penetration and he grunted in turn.

It was not a long-drawn-out affair as both of them were at a heightened state of horniness due to her covert masturbation and his lack of any recent “active service”, so they grunted and moaned their way to a satisfying climax, and she slumped onto the desk.

 

After a farewell kiss he walked to the lift with a spring in his step after a very satisfactory sexual skirmish.

Morella was feeling very pleased with her own performance even though she would have to spend the next 3 hours sitting in reception with very sticky knickers.

She lasted an hour before she removed them and her tights, she thought it quite appropriate to go commando, after all it was a soldier who got her so sticky.

For the last hour of her shift, she began to employ her dirty digits under this desk again, this time there were a lot more people milling around so it got her hotter and wetter than ever.     

Fortunately, when her shift was over, she was joining the Major in his room for some more prolonged maneuvers.