Choice Tales from the Vale – (387) Christmas Malady

The traditional seaside resort of Sharpington-by-Sea has all the usual things to have a great time by the seaside, a Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf, the Palladium ballroom, well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre, and illuminations, as well as amusement arcades and of course the Sharpington Fun Park, but it was the Seaview Hotel that was attracting groups of revellers from every corner of the Finchbottom Vale for the their company Christmas parties, most of them were singletons, and ranged in age from late teens to their early fifties.

Most of the party goers decided to make a weekend of it, looking for love or lust, or a combination of the two.

So those looking for a long weekend arrived in Sharpington on Friday morning and would stay until Sunday, with the party being on Saturday night, which in order to add to the fun was fancy dress.

It was the first time in Sharpington for some of the visitors, but many had been before and a few of them had only been in town for a few hours when they started to see a familiar face or two, at the Hotel, along the prom, in the café and on the pier, although for Frankie Lancashire, Maisie Preston and Terri Quinlan they all saw the same familiar face, Terri’s brother Ian.

 

Frankie and Maisie shared a room and on Saturday morning they had arranged to go for a swim with the Quinlan’s.

Maisie was up and already wearing her swimsuit, but Frankie was dragging her heels and was short tempered and irritable, she knew it wasn’t her period because that had been the week before.

“What’s the matter with you today?” Maisie asked

“Horny” Frankie snapped

“You’d better wet your finger then” Maisie suggested

“I have” Frankie said “Three times”

“Oh dear” Maisie said and laughed “You’d better skip the swimming and try something from my toy bag”

Her “Toy Bag” consisted of a small assortment sex toys, dildoes and vibrators, which went everywhere with her.

She handed the bag to her and as Maisie left the room Frankie had already opened it and selected the tool, she hoped would do the job.

Maisie smiled as she went out into the corridor and waited until brother and sister Ian and Terri Quinlan left their room both dressed for the pool and her eyes were drawn to the contents of Ian’s swimming trunks, namely his huge sleeping cock.

“Maybe a toy won’t be necessary” she thought to herself

She knew how satisfying it was being shafted by his huge piece of meat because they had a fling one summer when it was inside her so often it felt like part of her, but despite the obvious pleasure she extracted from him that summer, their true desires were elsewhere, and for Ian it was Frankie.

“Hello you two” she said

“Oh Hello” he said, “Is Frankie not coming?”

“She will be soon” Maisie thought and smiled 

“No, she’s not” she replied

“Is she unwell?” Ian asked

“She’s certainly suffering a malady” Maisie replied

“But I think you might have the remedy”

“Really?”

“Yes” Maisie said, and patted his sleeping giant and Ian gulped 

“Go and see her now” she suggested, and his cock began to stir

“Now?” he asked

 “Go on in” Maisie urged “She won’t bite”

Maisie used her key card and the lock clicked so he slowly opened the door and walked quietly in, and Maisie and Terri followed behind.

He discovered Frankie half naked on her bed, eyes closed and moaning loudly, as she pleasured her pussy with a pink vibrator, a scene which Ian could not draw his gaze from, so he stood stock still spying on her and got a huge erection as he watched.

Maisie then crouched down and pulled Ian’s trunks down so his cock burst free, and Terri gasped, as she’d never seen her brothers cock fully erect.

Frankie first realised that she had an audience when Maisie pushed Ian into the room, but far from being upset or angry at the intrusion Frankie just carried on, and the fact that she had an audience just made her hotter.

“God this is so horny” Ian gasped and then Frankie brought herself to climax, then she cast her cum covered toy aside and bent over on the bed in front of him, her moist pink pussy open like a clamshell before his lustful gaze, then she turned and looked over her shoulder wide-eyed and expectant, and smiled at him as he approached her, pausing only to expose his helmet and to pat her cute little buttock, he penetrated  her pussy and she moaned her acquiescence loudly.

“Time for us to leave” Terri said

“Yes, my work here is done” Maisie agreed 

Choice Tales from the Vale – (386) Christmas Twinning

 

The traditional seaside resort of Sharpington-by-Sea has all the usual things to have a great time by the seaside, a Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf, the Palladium ballroom, well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre, and illuminations, as well as amusement arcades and of course the Sharpington Fun Park, but it was the Seaview Hotel that was attracting groups of revellers from every corner of the Finchbottom Vale for the their company Christmas parties, most of them were singletons, and ranged in age from late teens to their early fifties.

Most of the party goers decided to make a weekend of it, looking for love or lust, or a combination of the two.

So those looking for a long weekend arrived in Sharpington on Friday morning and would stay until Sunday, with the party being on Saturday night, which in order to add to the fun was fancy dress.

It was the first time in Sharpington for some of the visitors, but many had been before and a few of them had only been in town for a few hours when they started to see a familiar face or two, at the Hotel, along the prom, in the café and on the pier, and no one was more pleased to see a recognizable face than India Ford and Shula Alois when they spotted the Charles twins, Geoff and Harry, in the Hotel lobby.

The two girls turned to look at one another and said in unison, “Revenge time”

India and Shula had always had good luck with men, and they’d had more than their fair share and no man ever left their beds disappointed or unsatisfied because they were dirty lusty bedfellows.

But on two occasions the previous summer the Charles twins had stood them up, the first time without an apology and after the second time they were told “they had a better offer”

 

Having seen them and confirmed they were also guests at the party they formulated a plan to get their revenge.

India and Shula were very well known and very popular and knew a lot of people, in high and low places, so when the twins ordered champagne on room service, India ensured it was heavily laced with Rohypnol, then they had one of the maids let them into the room, where they went to work.

With the help of the maid, Mirabel Lopez, who offered to help because they had been very unpleasant to her.

They stripped the brothers naked, one at a time, and sat them on a chair.

Fortunately, the girls liked a bit of bondage, so they always had the bondage play kit in their luggage when they went away, including handcuffs, silk rope, hoods, and gags.

So, on that Friday evening they sat one brother on a chair, hands behind the back of the chair, threaded the cuffs around the central strut of the chair back and snapped them on his wrists.

Then his legs were securely tied to the chair legs and when he was tightly trussed to the dining chair, they repeated the process with the other brother.

When they were done, Mirabel the maid, stood between the chairs and with one finger from each hand she lifted their flaccid inadequacy and said,

“These two were going to give me a good seeing to, pah”

“They will get seen to don’t worry” India said

“I wish I could stay and watch, but I must get back to work” she said

“Don’t worry honey, I’m going to film it all” Shula said and the three of them hugged.

It was not the girls first rodeo as they had previous for punishing bad boys, and girls for that matter, so they were pretty confident with the timing, and right on cue their victims began to become aware, that they were in a spot of trouble.

They stripped off down to their silk and lace lingerie, the redheaded India wore green, while the dark-skinned Shula was contained in pale yellow.

Once they were down to their underwear India walked behind the chairs and pulled off their hoods.

“Hello boys” Shula said, “Remember us?”

“You stood us up and said you had a better offer” India added as she joined her friend

“We’re here to show you what you missed” Shula stated, and they simultaneously shed their bras and they noticed that blood was returning to their flaccid cocks, and by the time the girls slipped out of their knicker they were fully aroused, so time for phase two.

India walked around the back of the chairs again and replaced their hoods before Shula knelt between the chairs and grasped their cocks.

“Let’s get you boys properly ready for action” she said as she began wanking them.

India then tiptoed to the door and silently let in Ruby and Bella, who were two fifty somethings sister who were in Sharpington for a family gathering, who the girls had met in the sauna and confided their plan to them, and they jumped at the chance of being involved.

Once inside the room they removed their bathrobes and were wearing nothing but wicked grins.

The wrong side of fifty, the sisters may have been, but they kept their bodies in very good order, or so the girls thought.

“Are you ready to get your balls wet boys?” Shula asked and they both nodded vigorously so she nodded in turn to the sisters, and they climbed aboard.

 

Ruby and Bella rode the twins expertly and extracted every ounce of satisfaction for themselves before taking the boys to the brink, and at the point of ejaculation India pulled off the hoods again and their eyes widened in horror, when they realised instead of being ridden by the young ones, they’d been had by a couple of old crones.

“That’s not very nice” Ruby said “You should be grateful”

“Yes” Bella agreed as she climbed off Geoff’s cock “You won’t get experienced pussy like this every day of the week”

Ruby also dismounted and chuckled as she rubbed her tits in Harry’s face, the chuckling caused her to dribble cum over Harry’s thighs and the four women roared with laughter.

 

Ruby and Bella got back into their robes and the girls thanked them for their expert help and hugged them before letting them out.

India and Shula got back into their clothes and India replaced the hoods and said

“We’re going for a drink; we’ll be back in an hour or so”

“So be good” Shula said “and we’ll give you a treat when we get back”

 

It was actually two hours later when they returned to the room, but they were not alone as they were accompanied by two drag queens, not in costume, but made up to perfection.

“Hello, you two” India said, “Did you miss us?”

“Oh, dear what’s happened to this?” Shula asked and poked Harry’s flaccid cock

“Well let’s see what we can do, it’s time for your treat” India said and nodded to Mike and Kenny, and they set about resurrecting the limp dicks and began to suck them off.

They were very gifted orally and brought the twins to the brink several times before taking them beyond the abyss and at the point of ejaculation India and Shula removed the hoods again and the twins’ eyes widened in horror again, when they realised, they had been sucked off by men.

 

India let the queens out while Shula removed Harry’s gag

“You bitch, you’ll pay for this” he shouted hoarsely

“Shut up Harry or we’ll gag you again” India said and Shula ungagged Geoff

“You two whores are dead” he screamed so she put the gag on again.

“Now listen to me” India said “You pair of limp dicked fuckwits will do nothing”

“Why not?” Harry snarled

“Because we filmed you and your unusual sexual proclivities and when the images are edited together it will make a very interesting social media posting, should you ever think of following through on your threats against us or anyone else involved it will appear on your timeline and twitter feed” 

“Bitch” he exclaimed

“Now now Harry, don’t be bitter” India said “Have a drink”

Shula opened a bottle of water from the minibar held it to his lips

“Say when” she said and drank the whole bottle

“What about you Geoff, if I take your gag off are you going to be civil?” she asked, and he nodded

He was also so thirsty that he drank the bottle dry in one go and the girls smiled to one another, because they had heavily laced the drinks with Rohypnol.

Once the drug had taken effect, they were able to release their restraints and with the help of Mirabel the maid they got them off the chairs and onto their beds, then they put the room back together, gathered up all their bondage paraphernalia and left feeling very pleased with themselves for a job well done.

They had found the whole evening to have been entertaining, satisfying, and very stimulating, so stimulating in fact they were exceedingly horny and decided to reward themselves with some cock.

Choice Tales from the Vale – (385) Christmas Promise

 

The traditional seaside resort of Sharpington-by-Sea has all the usual things to have a great time by the seaside, a Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf, the Palladium ballroom, well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre, and illuminations, as well as amusement arcades and of course the Sharpington Fun Park, but it was the Seaview Hotel that was attracting groups of revellers from every corner of the Finchbottom Vale for the their company Christmas parties, most of them were singletons, and ranged in age from late teens to their early fifties.

Most of the party goers decided to make a weekend of it, looking for love or lust, or a combination of the two.

So those looking for a long weekend arrived in Sharpington on Friday morning and would stay until Sunday, with the party being on Saturday night, which in order to add to the fun was fancy dress.

It was the first time in Sharpington for some of the visitors, but many had been before and a few of them had only been in town for a few hours when they started to see a familiar face or two, at the Hotel, along the prom, in the café and on the pier,

and it was Bizzoni's Ice Cream Parlour by the entrance to Sharpington Pier where Suzy White spied Jack Kelly.

They had been at school together when she was little miss popular, and he was part of what the “in crowd” called the undatable’s.

However, by the time they were at college the spotty socially awkward Jack had metamorphosized into a stud, and she remained in the same popular group that was no longer fit for purpose at college, where individuality and self-expression was king.

So now the boy she wouldn’t have looked at twice, or thought of for a second, a year earlier was now all she thought about, because she fancied him from the first moment she saw him, but as time went on, she got the vibe from him that she would be wasting her time, so she gave up, but it didn’t stop her wanting him.

But now she had a chance, so she threw herself at him, figuratively speaking, what she actually did was flirt with him outrageously and got a date with him for that evening.

 

On the date it turned out he was very keen, and he confessed he had fancied her for years, and under the influence of a little too much alcohol, that she featured very prominently in his earliest wank bank entries, which she found to be a rather disgusting confession, but strangely arousing at the same time, very arousing in fact, but she restrained herself because she had never once allowed a guy to fuck her on a first date.

She wasn’t going to be a one-night shag, no matter how much she wanted him, she was looking to get a little more mileage out of Jack Kelly.

At the end of the night, they kissed outside the Hotel, and he said

“Are you sure I can’t come up?”

“You’re already up” she retorted and stroked his cock through his trousers, which felt substantial, and she really wanted to get better acquainted with it, but she had her standards, so she added

“Tomorrow night after the Christmas party I’m going to let you fuck my brains out”

Under normal circumstances it would have been too late to add a plus one, but she was on the party committee, so she made it possible.

  

On Saturday night she perfumed and powdered herself and got changed into her costume, such as it was.

She was going as a very slutty GI Jane, she had camo leggings which she put on over her sexy knickers, but wasn’t happy with the result, as it didn’t define her camel toe as much as she wanted so she took them off, dispensed with her knickers, and put them back on again and was much happier with the effect.

“I won’t be needing you either” she said as she discarded her bra, before putting on a green vest which showed off her tits a treat.

That just left socks and the army boots she borrowed from her sister, who was in the Downshire’s, she needed thick socks because her sister had bigger feet.

The she slipped on her camo jacket, and she was good to go.

The last thing Suzy did was text Jack

“On my way down see you at the party”

 

“There you are” she said when she got to the ballroom and took off her camo jacket and he gasped when he saw her braless tits and her camel toe

“I’m glad you’re here” she said and kissed his cheek “I have a promise to keep”

“I’m glad you remember” he said “I’ve thought of little else”

“Oh, I remember, and it’s all I’ve thought about as well” she said and kissed his mouth “We’ll go back to my room after the party, and you can fuck my brains out”

Suzy smiled and kissed him, and he immediately responded to it by slipping his tongue between her slightly parted lips, and Suzy warmed to this action and responded in kind for a full minute before stopping abruptly.

“That’s quite enough of that” she said sharply

“But you were enjoying it too” he pointed out

“That’s not the point” she said, “I said later, a couple of hours won’t hurt you”

“We could do it now and later” he said nibbling her ear and manoeuvring her into a dark corner and sliding his right hand to her plump buttock before migrating around and settling on her inner thigh before trekking north, but she clamped her thighs together.

His mouth was still on her ear, and she was mumbling half-hearted protests, then she released her grip on his hand for a split second and it passed her upper thigh, but she clamped shut again.   

A minute later she released her grip again, briefly, and his hand had reached its goal.

She opened her thighs once more as his finger found the moist patch of fabric.

He paused his nibbling and saw that Suzy was biting her lip as his digit had found her sweet spot and the moist patch on her leggings, and by extension her pussy as well, was growing by the second.

Suzy continued to bite her lip and Jack carried on stroking and creaming her leggings when all of a sudden, she pushed his hand away.

“You bastard” she said and kissed him hotly and wetly

“Now I can’t wait, now I’ve got to have you right now”

The question was where? He hadn’t thought that far ahead, and she had no contingency as she planned to have him back in her room.

He was familiar enough with the Hotel, as he used to work there, and knew roughly where any potential shagging sites might be, but it was so crowded none of the obvious ones were viable, so they had to go further afield and found themselves in a storeroom, but even that wasn’t totally safe, but in the end, they settled on the service lift.

There was an outer door and an internal door and once they were closed Jack locked them, and then turned the key on the panel to prevent the lift from going anywhere.

In the middle of the lift was a pallet of wine cases so Jack sat her tidy little arse on the stack of boxes and resumed his earlier fingering while Suzy unzipped his fly and liberated his cock, and as he was stroking her creamy pussy through her clothes her busy little fingers roughly tugged on his shaft.

But after a minute of two of this frenetic fondling Suzi let go and rolled over onto her front, which left him to conclude that she wanted him to take her from behind and she wanted it there and then.

Suzy confirmed his suspicions when she pulled her vest clear of her arse.

He quickly got his fingers inside the waistband of her leggings

“I can’t wait Jack” she pleaded “yank them off and do me now”

So, he yanked leggings off her cheeks and down her thighs and exposed her moist cunny before he grasped her hips and thrust his stiff shaft between her eager sticky lips.

Suzy turned her head and gave him a smile and rose up onto her elbows and was emitting low rasping moans in response to his penetrations for the duration of the dirty primal coupling until she went rigid before him and screamed before she collapsed forward, totally, and literally shagged.

“You’re still coming back to my room tonight” she panted 

Choice Tales from the Vale – (384) Christmas Fluff

 

The traditional seaside resort of Sharpington-by-Sea has all the usual things to have a great time by the seaside, a Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf, the Palladium ballroom, well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre, and illuminations, as well as amusement arcades and of course the Sharpington Fun Park, but it was the Seaview Hotel that was attracting groups of revellers from every corner of the Finchbottom Vale for the their company Christmas parties, most of them were singletons, and ranged in age from late teens to their early fifties.

Most of the party goers decided to make a weekend of it, looking for love or lust, or a combination of the two.

So those looking for a long weekend arrived in Sharpington on Friday morning and would stay until Sunday, with the party being on Saturday night, which in order to add to the fun was fancy dress.

It was the first time in Sharpington for some of the visitors, but many had been before and a few of them had only been in town for a few hours when they started to see a familiar face or two, at the Hotel, along the prom, in the café and on the pier, although for Dakota Jackson it was when she and some of the other girls went to the Sandcastle Arms, and she spotted her crush, Gordon Snipe.

 

They had been at college at the same time, but he moved with a much cooler crowd than she did, she was considered to be a geek, but she’d fancied him from the moment she saw him, but she very much got a vibe from him that she would be wasting her time, so she didn’t even try, but it didn’t stop her wanting him.

So, when she saw him in the pub Dakota got very excited and downed two pints of Dutch courage and went to speak to him before the effects wore off.

“Hello Gordon” she said, almost shouting, which got his attention because he turned around to face her and as he did his face lit up

“Dakota Jackson!”

“You remember me?”

“Of course, I remember you” he said “the smartest girl in college”

“Oh, you remember me as the geek” she retorted failing to conceal her disappointment

“No, I remember you as a pretty brunette, who just happened to be the smartest girl in college”

“Oh”

 

Gordon bought her another drink and they sat down at a table to drink it while they chatted, but halfway through her pint she needed to pee, but she didn’t go because she was concerned Gordon would be monopolised by some needy female, so she clenched, and accepted another pint for the same reason, but by the end of that she had to give in.

But when she went to the ladies, she found a couple where having sex in stall one, stall two was out of order, stall three was occupied by someone with severe constipation and stall four was full of puke.

      

So, she left without relieving herself and rushed back out into the pub, had she been a regular she would have known there was another ladies at the other end of the pub, but she wasn’t, so she didn’t, so instead she grabbed her coat and headed for the door.

“What’s the matter?” Gordon asked as he followed her 

“Was it something I said?” he asked, “Or did?” 

“No” she replied “But don’t follow me because I need to pee, really bad”

“Why didn’t you go in the pub?”

“They were either unavailable or unusable” she replied and walked as fast as her pigeon steps could take her

“There are public toilets by the pier” he suggested

 

The conversation was very one sided as she did her strange walk, but they only reached about halfway when she suddenly exclaimed

“Can’t wait, can’t wait, can’t wait”

And Dakota veered to the left saying

“Must pee, must pee, must pee” and then she yanked her tights and knickers down around her knees and hoisted her skirt up around her middle so that her thick black bush was clearly visible to Gordon

“Don’t look!” she snapped

“If you didn’t want anyone to see, you shouldn’t have gotten your hairy chuff out under a streetlight”

“Just stop looking” she ordered and boosted herself up, so she was squatting over a rubbish bin

“Oh, fuck yes!” she exclaimed as she released a jet of piss into the bin.
“Mmmmm” she sighed and then said “You’re still looking”

“Sorry” he said without averting his gaze and closing the distance

“A gentleman wouldn’t look” she said

“A lady wouldn’t piss in a bin on the promenade” he countered

“But I was desperate” she said pathetically as she squeezed out the last drops

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to look” he said standing right in front of her “But its very sexy”

“Is it?” she asked coyly and blushed a little and then said,

“I need something to wipe with”

So, he gave her his handkerchief and then stood transfixed as she wiped herself and she smiled at him as he looked on.

He couldn’t help noticing that after wiping herself her tights and knickers were still around her knees and her dress was still hoicked up and her chuff was still very much on display.
“Are you enjoying the show?” she asked

“Very much so” he replied

She manoeuvred herself slightly to one side in order to free up one hand as she noticed where his gaze had fallen and made sure her skirt didn’t flop down and to make sure her bush remained visible, and then she kissed him as her hand found the bulge in his trousers.

“Did I do this? she said as she caressed the lump

“You did”

“Watching me pee made your cock hard?”

“Not just that” he said staring down at her bush and then she kissed him again while she began extricating his cock from its confines.

As soon as she had his cock in her hand it was time for his fingers to explore amidst her whiskers and seek out her moist prize, and when he found it, she moaned loudly in his mouth and tugged on his shaft.

With Dakota’s furious wanking Gordon was fast approaching the point of no return so he called a halt before he spaffed on her.

“I think we should go somewhere more private for the next bit” he said and picked her up off the bin.

“No” she snapped

“What you want to do it here?”

“No, I do not” she said adamantly

“Don’t you want to do it?” he asked

“Yes, yes, yes,” she replied and buried her head in his chest and added

“But I don’t want to be bent over the seawall for my first time”

“Well,” he said and kissed her forehead

“Let’s put your fluffy friend away, and go back to the Hotel where I can deflower you in comfort”

“Yes please” she replied meekly

So, he crouched down, kissed her fluff muff, and pulled up her knickers and tights.

They walked briskly, hand in hand, to the Hotel and Dakota still had her pigeon step gait but not for the want of a pee, this time it was sticky lips and the want of Gordons cock.

21st CENTURY SAUCY NURSERY RHYMES # 002

 

Ride a cock horse to old Kings Cross

To find a lady of the night of course

Who gets down on her knees and gives the best blows

And you can come in her mouth till it comes out her nose

Choice Tales from the Vale – (383) Christmas Flapper’s

 

The traditional seaside resort of Sharpington-by-Sea has all the usual things to have a great time by the seaside, a Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf, the Palladium ballroom, well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre, and illuminations, as well as amusement arcades and of course the Sharpington Fun Park, but it was the Seaview Hotel that was attracting groups of revellers from every corner of the Finchbottom Vale for the their company Christmas parties, most of them were singletons, and ranged in age from late teens to their early fifties.

Most of the party goers decided to make a weekend of it, looking for love or lust, or a combination of the two.

So those looking for a long weekend arrived in Sharpington on Friday morning and would stay until Sunday, with the party being on Saturday night, which in order to add to the fun was fancy dress.

It was the first time in Sharpington for some of the visitors, but many had been before and a few of them had only been in town for a few hours when they started to see a familiar face or two, at the Hotel, along the prom, in the café and on the pier, although Pandora Morrissey didn’t see anyone she knew and would have felt a bit left out had she known that her friends had.

However, on the night of the party when she went downstairs to the Ballroom wearing her red flapper dress, she noticed another flapper wearing an identical dress and it was Claire Beaumont, a girl she had known at school in fact she was her first crush.

There had always been something smouldering between them, although they had never been out together, they had come close once or twice, but it never quite happened for them, but suddenly they were both at the same Hotel at the same time, attending the same party where copious quantities of alcohol would be consumed, and it was apparent straight from the start that there was still a spark.

An ember which glowed beneath the mirror ball and burst alight with a kiss on the dancefloor which led inevitably to burning passion in Pandora’s room where the made love for the first time.

 

Pandora stood in the bathroom doorway and watched Claire stir as the moonlight painted patterns on her naked contours as it shone through the net curtains.
Her hair was still damp from their passionate exertions, clung to her face and neck and beads of sweat sparkled on her luscious skin.
She lay on her side, knees drawn up to her belly, showing off the wonderful sweep from her narrow waist to a curvaceous hip and then onto the perfect roundness of sumptuous buttocks.
Claire rolled on to her back as she stirred again and the magnificence of her was there before her with patterns of light and dark dancing over her gorgeous form.
Her nipples aroused as the cool air of the aircon wafted over her and Claire’s eyes opened and she smiled the broadest smile when she saw Pandora watching her.
She sat up and brushed the hair from her face then moved onto her knees and stretched, leaning back until her hands touched the bed behind her, supporting herself on clenched fists and throwing her head right back putting on a display, until her black hair tumbled down her back.
Pandora’s eyes slowly scanned the beauty of her form, the cascading black hair, down the cords and sinews of her neck to the fine structure of her shoulders.
Claire dwelt, naturally, on her firm breasts and proud nipples before continuing to the softness of her flat belly and her curved hips and round buttocks before reaching the thick black triangle and her long taught thighs either side.
She left the doorway and picked her way through the discarded clothing on the floor to reach the bed where Pandora now sat on her haunches looking at her.
A radiant smile was illuminating her face with eyes that said “again please”

Choice Tales from the Vale – (382) Roman Christmas

 

The traditional seaside resort of Sharpington-by-Sea has all the usual things to have a great time by the seaside, a Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf, the Palladium ballroom, well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre, and illuminations, as well as amusement arcades and of course the Sharpington Fun Park, but it was the Seaview Hotel that was attracting groups of revellers from every corner of the Finchbottom Vale for the their company Christmas parties, most of them were singletons, and ranged in age from late teens to their early fifties.

Most of the party goers decided to make a weekend of it, looking for love or lust, or a combination of the two.

So those looking for a long weekend arrived in Sharpington on Friday morning and would stay until Sunday, with the party being on Saturday night, which in order to add to the fun was fancy dress.

It was the first time in Sharpington for some of the visitors, but many had been before and a few of them had only been in town for a few hours when they started to see a familiar face or two, at the Hotel, along the prom, in the café and on the pier, although for Georgia Tipper it was on the promenade when she first saw Neil Sutton.

Georgia had fancied him for years, but he had always given her the cold shoulder, but suddenly they were both at the same Hotel at the same time, attending the same party where copious quantities of alcohol would be consumed so she thought she would chance her arm one more time, and if she didn’t succeed wearing a Roman mantle and no underwear, she was never going to get him.

She could tell by the way he kept looking at her, that he had deduced that she was naked beneath her mantle, but even so it took the best part of the three hours and two bottles of wine before he eventually weakened and agreed to go for a walk with her “to get some air”

Firstly, they just walked together hand in hand on the terrace in the moonlight which only served to erect her nipples spectacularly and very soon their thoughts turned to carnal delights, not that they’d been far from her thoughts all night.

She got chilly though, and it was far too cold for an outdoor shag, so she suggested they go back in.

The door they choose took them into the pool area and he said,

“I don’t think you’re supposed to swim if you’ve been drinking”

“We’re not here to swim” she retorted and kissed him.

The pool was deserted and silent but for the distant sound of music from the ballroom but Neil did a three sixty just to check, when he turned around Georgia was on a bench, on her knees looking out across the pool, and she was already naked.
He stood in by the moonlit pool and quietly undressed, before he joined her on the bench and knelt behind her in the moonlight.
He smelt her hair as he nuzzled her neck and placed his hands softly on her ample hips before his nuzzles turned to kisses.
Georgia purred as his fingertips brushed the soft flesh of her nakedness and his hands slid upwards across her silky skin to caress the cupolas of her breasts.

And as his fingers teased her already swollen mammilla she turned her head toward him and their mouths met in wet hungry consumption.
As passion intensified he slid one hand slowly down across her belly, fingers dallying briefly, in the lushness of her bush before finding the moist recess he was searching for and her fervid response to his fingering brought her to the brink and then bending her at the waist he quickly pushed her forward until her head touched the bench.
This presented her round buttocks to him so he could see her open lipped pudendum glistening moistly in the moonlight.

He slid his hands up and cupped her great pendulous breasts, caressing both breast and teat as he penetrated her heat.

 

Georgia and Neil lay panting and sweating by the pool

“So, you finally got me” he said

“I was beginning to think it would never happen” Georgia said

“I didn’t” he replied and kissed her and then she got up and ran towards the massage rooms giggling.